Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 276

Chapter 276

Just having this awareness, the door slowly opened, and Caizhulian stood by the door, startling a maid.

"The girl is here too?" Lin Su greeted warmly.

Caizhulian nodded slightly.

"This is really a coincidence. I didn't expect to be able to go together on the boat after parting at the inn just now..."

Caizhulian said: "It's not that coincidental. I didn't intend to get on the boat, but I suddenly thought of something from the past and changed my mind temporarily."

Lin Su's heart trembled slightly, a past event?It can't be that one, can it? ...

The maid said: "I don't know if the girl has a room, if necessary..."

"No need!" Cai Zhulian looked around: "This room is fine."

what?

The maid froze.

Lin Su was also stunned, she was basically sure, that matter seemed, seemed, sure...it had been ruined...

Caizhulian's wonderful eyes fixed on Lin Su's face: "Young Xia Su won't care, will he?"

"Actually...how should I put it? How about..." Lin Su suddenly caught the change in her eyes, and quickly changed his words: "The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes don't care about trivial matters. The girl is willing to enjoy the river scenery here. How dare Su not follow her orders?"

"Okay, as long as Su Shaoxia agrees!" Cai Zhulian lightly waved her hand: "Go out, I'll talk to him..."

The maid's eyes shifted to Lin Su, Lin Su nodded slightly to her, the maid went out, somewhat disappointed, what do you mean, seeing this man is about to make a move, what do you mean by jumping out to disturb other people's good deeds?

The door was closed, Lin Su raised his hand and poured Caizhulian a cup of tea.

Caizhulian picked it up, and she sat opposite him: "I asked you before, did we meet somewhere, and you said it was Xijing? Are you sure it is Xijing? Isn't it in a certain cave?"

Lin Su held the teacup silently, his eyes rolled quietly...

Caizhulian said: "You said that the sons and daughters of the Jianghu don't stick to trifles, but have you heard another saying? The sons and daughters of the Jianghu are frank and frank, and they do what they do. What kind of a man is it if they cover up?"

Lin Su raised his head slowly, his face full of confusion: "Okay, okay, I admit it! I admit it! The person who saw you in the cave last year was me!"

Caizhulian stared at him firmly: "Why didn't you admit it just now?"

Lin Su complained: "Do I dare? Sister! Just now, because the young lord of the Scimitar Sect watched you practice kung fu, and you killed him with flesh and blood, I dare to admit it? Do you want to die?"

Caizhulian's face tightened: "That bullshit young suzerain just wanted to watch, but didn't watch..."

"That's right, he just wanted to see if he didn't look at it, so he made a decapitated body, but I really..."

Speaking of this, Cai Zhulian's expression was not good, and Lin Su quickly turned to: "Sister, you are such a beautiful fairy, you must be reasonable? I accidentally made a mistake and apologized to you that day, and you still used your hair I hung under the waterfall to wash, all my clothes were washed away, I lost face much more than you, besides, you also said it yourself later, as long as I go to Wuding Mountain to help you do that, our Break things even if they turn the page..."

These words are too convincing.

At that time, he accidentally looked at her.

But she also looked at him, and she hung up to watch.

She did promise that as long as he broke the formation that imprisoned Wushan Saint Aunt, this matter would be reversed. In fact, he did, because Wu Xue appeared on New Year's Eve and rescued Wushan from danger.

As for the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, jealousy is the norm, and decisiveness in killing is an advantage, but what I have said in my own mouth can never be contradicted...

Caizhulian really had no choice but to shake her head slightly:

"How did I meet you, a shameless person! Well... who are you?"

Lin Su's eyes moved quietly. Could it be that she still doesn't know that she is Lin Su, the No. [-] Scholar of the Great Cang?Isn't she and Wu Xue in the same system?Wu Xue knew he was Lin Su, even the bird...

"Don't turn your eyes around and make up stories! You told me that your name was Zhang Haoran, but now I know that you are not!"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"I have been to the capital, and I have seen Zhang Haoran with my own eyes!"

Depend on!You guys are really a system, with a very solid style of work, compared to the truth, all of you have traveled thousands of miles to verify on the spot...

Caizhulian said: "Today you told me another name, Su Lin! Excuse me, how credible is this new name?"

Lin Su replied immediately: "[-]%! Every word is true! I swear by the reputation of my ancestors..."

This oath is harder.

Caizhulian looked at him, trying to figure out whether it was credible or not.

There was a sudden noise from below. A group of literati came out of the room and came to the large platform on the second floor. The person in the front was dressed in a literati suit with long hair and shawl. From such a distance, he could smell the smell of alcohol.

Behind them was a group of young scribes, including those who boarded the boat with Lin Su.

"Brother Huo's generation of poetic madmen, how can they pass Duzun Mountain by boat without leaving a poem?"

The voice of this sentence was so loud that everyone on the upper and lower floors of the big ship heard it. Perhaps it was intended to be heard by others. Suddenly, countless heads appeared from the window sills, with surprise...

Even Cai Zhulian beside Lin Su was surprised: "A generation of poets, Huo Donglai?"

Lin Su looked at the surprise on her face, a little confused, poetry mad?Another generation of poetry madness?The name is very famous, but what does it have to do with you?You are a practitioner...

Huo Donglai stretched out his hand: "Here comes the pen!"

A book boy next to him holds a pen in both hands, another book boy holds a large piece of cardboard in both hands, Huo Donglai holds a writing brush, and looks at the Duzun Mountain beside the boat.

The wind of the river blows his hair up high. To be honest, this style really looks like a fanatic in the poetry world, with Li Bai's attitude of "the emperor can't get off the boat, and he calls himself a minister and a wine fairy".

The pen in Huo Donglai's hand suddenly dropped, and he swiped it, the pen dances with dragons and snakes!

A poem appeared on the big white cardboard, and it was flying like dragons and phoenixes. Most people would not be able to recognize it at all. It was a very rare font in this era, faintly showing the prototype of cursive script...

Someone nearby read aloud:

"The autumn water goes to the sky, leaving the only mountain in the sky. One mountain divides the West Lake, and the two rivers go to the south of the Yangtze River. Facing the wind, listening to the autumn geese, walking on the river, the sound of apes on the cliffs is silent, and there is no word on the golden beach."

At the end of the poem, the applause was like thunder...

A student next to him said: "Brother Huo's poem is informal, unrestrained and unrestrained. It integrates autumn water, autumn geese, autumn rivers, cliffs, and golden beaches. The artistic conception is lofty and lofty. It is worthy of a generation of poets!"

Yes, yes, a group of people agree, one mountain divides Nishizawa, and two rivers go to Jiangnan.

Caizhulian's voice came from Lin Su's ear: "Hey, what's the fifth sentence? Can you recognize it?"

Lin Su turned sideways, surprised...

There is a booklet in front of Caizhulian, and she is copying it with a pen. She has copied the first four sentences, but the fifth sentence is really crazy, she doesn't know it, so Lin Su can only tell her that the fifth sentence is "Listen to the wind." Autumn Yan", but she didn't know her when she reached the seventh sentence, so she asked Lin Su again, Lin Su shook his head: "I said you are a practitioner, and you carry a small notebook with you to record poems? Don't you think it's a bit subversive..., the first The seven sentences are: the silence of the ape on the cliff..."

The silence of the ape on the cliff...Cai Zhulian wrote it down, and replied to him: "What do you know? This is the charm of Wen Dao! What about the eighth sentence? The words of poetic madness are really difficult to recognize..."

“Weiyu Golden Beach!”

After Caizhulian finished copying all of them, she picked up the poem and read it over and over again, reciting it over and over again, her face full of intoxication...

Lin Su couldn't help it: "Do you like this poem very much?"

Caizhulian nodded: "I never thought that I could actually witness the birth of a wonderful poem when I went to Jianghu. It's really a worthwhile trip!"

"Excellent poetry? Where is the goodness?"

Caizhulian was slightly taken aback: "...Didn't you see that even those literary geniuses are applauding?"

"It's other people's business to be praised by others. If you think it's good, there must be a good reason. Tell me, what's so good about it?"

Caizhulian was annoyed: "You don't understand poetry at all, what can we discuss with you?"

Lin Su was dumbfounded and speechless.

He can't tell her that in his opinion, the standard of this poem is still very low, right?

Poet madness, from the point of view of style, has learned seven points of Li Bai, and his writing style is also Li Bai's way. Poetry does not care about meter, but unfortunately, he has not learned the essence of Li Bai. He talks about rhythm, but his logic is rigorous, and his artistic conception is in the same line. Therefore, he is a poet!

For example, this poem is not bad in terms of a single sentence, but it is logically illogical when combined, lacking a sense of picture, lack of hierarchy, and lack of sense of progression. If it is written on gold paper, Lin Su dares to assert that even Jin Guang Poetry standards are not up to par.

The people below are still bragging and carnivaling. Duzun Mountain is far away, and the discussion is still going on. Huo Donglai, a poet madman, is sitting on the chair in the middle, accepting congratulations from all directions. Lin Su is speechless about this, Duzun Mountain, which has been sung wildly by poems, also expressed speechlessness...

What made him even more speechless was that Caizhulian disguised herself as a maid, mixed in with the group of maids outside, and brought Huo Donglai a cup of tea...

You are a majestic Wushan saint, a master of Taoism, do you have any bottom line?

When the sun was setting, Caizhulian came back, looking excited.

Lin Su asked her angrily, "What's the matter? Have you met your idol intimately?"

Caizhulian didn't know what an idol was, nor did she know what an encounter was, but she still understood the meaning. She said that Huo Dong came here to Xizhou to attend a wedding banquet. Do you know whose wedding banquet it is?It happened to be her wedding reception.

Lin Su's eyes widened: "Are you going to get married?"

Cai Zhulian glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's my sister! My sister will get married next month, do you know who she is marrying? A literary talent! That day, Xizhou will take the exam, high school No.3!"

"Wow, that's amazing!" Lin Su applauded: "Where's the imperial examination? Where is he?"

Caizhulian was upset: "I'm talking about the test, what are you talking about about the palace test?"

"Just a random question..."

"Although he failed the imperial examination this time, after three years, he will definitely be on the list, and he will be a well-known Jinshi Confucian!"

Depend on!You said it so elatedly, I thought I was already on the list, but it turned out that I was out of the list, hehe, the people on the list are all under the feet of this handsome guy, what are those who are not on the list...

The river boat travels at night, the moon and stars are rare...

The students on the second floor went back to their rooms, and a few maids followed them in. The tricks of playing are not humane, and the literati in this world are really happy when they go to the rivers and lakes, just like Liu Lao P visiting brothels in the Song Dynasty. You can have fun with money.

Lin Su is not currently a literati, so he can't enjoy this treatment, so he can only spend money.

He paid a high price of five taels of silver to win a luxurious room with a dedicated maid. He could have had fun without spending money, but Caizhulian took a certain share of his house. That poor little The maid can only step aside.

Lin Su and her have gone through the whole process of an unintentional encounter, the emergence of a crisis, and the resolution of the crisis, and then transitioned to a normal chat, and gradually became acquainted...

She didn't need to go to the rivers and lakes in the first place, so what kind of rivers and lakes should a Taoist master go?You can reach the corners of Dacang directly through the air.

But she just chose to walk around the world with both feet on the ground, why?

There is one reason for going out with Zhang Yiyu.

She has reached the extreme state of Daohua, and is facing the choice of Daoguo. Daoguo, everyone is different. Everyone who wants to pick Daoguo will understand the world, grind herself, and find the right direction. A path chosen.

Therefore, she took the opportunity of attending her sister's wedding to walk home from the teacher's gate.

Her hometown is in Xizhou, and her father is an official in the state capital of Xizhou. She also has an elder brother who is also Wen Dao. A scholar.

She looks a lot like Zhang Yiyu...

I am in Taoism, my elder brother is in Wendao, and my father is in officialdom...

It's just that Zhang's family has gone farther than her family in both literary and official circles...

Caizhulian has true love for Wen Dao. She worships poetry, words, and articles. She is practicing Dao, and her heart is floating in the literary world...

Her older sister is married to a literary genius, she is more proud than her older sister, and Lin Su, who met halfway, mentioned countless times that she wrote all her brother-in-law's poems in a small notebook and read them to Lin Su When she saw Lin Su yawned, she was still hairy, and despised Lin Su for being a rotten tree.

Lin Su didn't reveal half of his literary talent throughout the whole process, and he spoke in the most straightforward way. He was confused when he heard the poems, and he didn't understand the mention of officialdom, because of one thing, her identity.

She is not only a practitioner, she is also a second-generation official.

Now that I am going to Xizhou, what I have to do is the official of Xizhou. Can you tell her that I am an imperial envoy?She slept with tens of millions of knives—if her hair really were knives.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Su, who was meditating on the terrace, opened his eyes, and opened up seventy or eighty small meridians overnight. Lin Su looked at the bright sky, and jumped down from the terrace to the middle of the river. The cool water washed away the dirt all over his body with soap, and he returned to the third floor deck.

The autumn wind is coming slowly, blowing away the mist all over the river, and a round of red sun rises from the distant river, which is another new day.

Suddenly, there was a scent in the air, a very familiar scent, it was the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus perfume that had just been released.

Lin Su turned his head slowly, and a stunning woman came out of the room. She was wearing a long skirt, her hair was tied up high, revealing a white jade-like neck, noble and elegant.

A few more women dressed in the same clothes as her came out of the room, and one of them sniffed lightly: "Ke Xin, what kind of perfume are you wearing? It smells so good."

"Qiu Lei." The woman named Ke Xin spat out two words.

"Autumn tears? I know about spring tears, but I haven't heard of autumn tears..."

"I've heard that the Lin family has just released a new product called Qiulei, junior sister, can you take this Qiulei with you? Show us..."

(End of this chapter)