Ying Lanfeng was involuntarily dragged by her daughter, walked out of the bedroom, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ying Huaizhen pulled him to the desk outside and looked up at him: "Dad, get the pen quickly." ”

Ying Lanfeng was stunned: "What do you want to do?" ”

Ying Huaizhen tilted his head and said, "I just heard my father talk in my dream, so write it down quickly." ”

Ying Lanfeng was holding the brush, laughed when he heard the words, and threw the pen away: "You kid is really weird, what do you remember him doing in your dreams?" After thinking about it, he asked, "Did I talk in my dreams?" What was said? ”

Ying Huaizhen was so anxious that he climbed into the chair he usually sat on, and urged: "Dad will know when he writes it down, I still remember it now, and I may forget it after a while." ”

Ying Lanfeng couldn't cry or laugh, but he was the one who listened to the eldest lady the most, and he had no choice but to write at the moment, and said in his mouth: "Okay, good, the lower official just obeys the order, dare to ask me what I said in my dreams?" ”

Ying Huaizhen blinked, and read slowly: "Thousands of miles of yellow clouds, the sun is ......."

Ying Lan Fengben smiled helplessly and dotingly, and when she heard this, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Ying Huaizhen and asked, "What?" ”

Ying Huaizhen looked innocent and innocent, looked at him with bright eyes, and said curiously: "It's 'a thousand miles of yellow clouds and daylight', I don't know what it means, I just listen to my father's chatter, what does it mean?" ”

Ying Lanfeng's throat moved, swallowed his saliva, thought quickly for a moment, and finally leaned over and bowed his head seriously, writing this sentence.

Jun Xiu's italics jumped on the paper, Ying Lanfeng looked at this poem, stunned, and frowned slightly: "Good poem...... This is Daddy...... Talking in the sleep? ”

Ying Huaizhen looked at it, and nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice when he heard the words: "Of course, it was read by my father when he was dreaming, and I just heard it." After speaking, he asked again, "Is Dad finished writing?" I'm done...... there's more."

Ying Lanfeng was in a dream and asked, "What's more?" ”

Ying Huaizhen cupped his cheeks and said, "There are still ...... I don't know if I remember it or not, the second sentence is 'the north wind blows geese and snow'......"

The words were clear in his ears, and now Ying Lanfeng's face became more and more exciting, and after listening to Ying Huaizhen's recitation, he blurted out: "Good poems, good poems!" Huaizhen, is this really what your father and I read when we were dreaming? Will I get such a good poem in my dreams? ”

Ying Huaizhen tilted his head and squinted at Ying Lanfeng with his little white eyes: "Dad, you are so verbose, write quickly, otherwise I will forget!" ”

Early in the morning, someone outside the county government came to look for Tang Ye, Xiao Tang went out, and the guard was dressed in ordinary clothes the day before yesterday, and stepped forward and whispered a few words.

Xiao Tang nodded, motioned for him to go, and went back to the house himself, and said to Lin Shenzhou: "Zhang Zhong The people they went to follow are back, and the fortune and treasure are really going to buy food, because there is some unevenness along the way, Zhang Zhong's people also secretly escorted half of the road, and then rushed back to report to us." ”

After finishing speaking, Ying Lanfeng came in regular clothes and invited Lin Shenzhou and Xiao Tang to "inspect the goods", and it turned out that the dates and persimmons in Taizhou had been packed up.

The two of them acted in a full set, so they watched it casually, only to see those people leaning against the yamen wall, putting the basket in front of them, and erecting the flat pole behind them, because of gratitude, they rushed to ask Lin Shenzhou and Xiao Tang to taste.

Xiao Tang saw that the jujube was as luster as red jade, full of size, and the persimmon was orange and red, big and round, but it was difficult to eat two jujubes a little, and it was really crisp, sweet and juicy, but it was of the highest quality.

In the afternoon, the grain they escorted returned, and a dozen wagons dragged a long procession, and the people cheered when they saw it, although it was still not very sufficient, but it was no longer a problem to survive the cold winter until next spring.

Ying Lanfeng also called the managers of all towns and villages to come and distribute grain according to the number of dates and persimmons handed in.

At this point, Lin Tang and the two of them should set off tomorrow. Early the next morning, the carriages and horses were ready, ready to go, Ying Lanfeng sent them all the way, until they got out of the city gate, and waved goodbye at Qili Pavilion.

Xiao Tang said: "My lord, please go back, it's windy here." As he spoke, he glanced at Ying Huaizhen.

Ying Huaizhen stood beside Ying Lanfeng, a little uneasy, and took the opportunity to advise: "Uncle Tang, don't forget to promise me." ”

Xiao Tang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I know, what do you say?" ”

Ying Huaizhen stretched out his hand and said, "Let's pull the hook." ”

Xiao Tang couldn't help laughing, leaned over slightly, stretched out his little finger to hook her, Ying Huaizhen chattered in his mouth, and Xiao Tang looked at it, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Over there, Ying Lanfeng suddenly remembered something, hurriedly put his hand into his sleeve, took out a scroll of the earth, presented it with both hands, and said to Lin Shenzhou: "Brother Lin, Ying has nothing else, only a few crooked poems in my dream yesterday, and I gave them to Brother Lin and Brother Tang Xian, please don't laugh." ”

Lin Shenzhou was quite surprised, so he took it casually, and was about to open it to take a look, when the guard behind him said: "Master, the wind is strong, I'm afraid it will rain." Why don't you get up early and get there? ”

Lin Shenzhou looked back, and sure enough, he saw that the sky was gloomy, and there was a light gray cloud in the distance, so he was not in a hurry to look, he only held the scroll, and said to Lan Feng: "Thank you for the good intentions of the county!" ”

Ying Lanfeng thought that he would open it and take a look, so he could taste it with a few words, but unexpectedly, he had to say: "The two of you have a smooth journey, if he has the opportunity to return to Beijing one day, he will definitely visit Brother Lin and Brother Tang Xian." ”

Lin Shenzhou smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "Adults should take care of themselves, we will have a goodbye day." ”

The three of them raised their hands to say goodbye, Xiao Tang turned over and got on the horse, and Lin Shenzhou got into the carriage. The convoy slowly moved forward, Xiao Tang turned around, but saw Ying Lanfeng still standing in place, the wind was stronger at this time, blowing his robe and clothes flowing, and the whole person seemed to be more and more detached, and Ying Huaizhen was close to him, and the small figure seemed to be overwhelmed by the strong wind, so he opened his arms and hugged Ying Lanfeng's legs tightly, and when he saw Xiao Tang turn around, he stretched out his hand and waved at him.

Xiao Tang smiled at her, waved his hand, and immediately turned around and hit the horse forward.

Seeing that the convoy had gone far, Ying Lanfeng carried Ying Huaizhen back to the city, and said as he walked: "I don't know if Brother Xinzhai likes that poem." ”

Ying Huaizhen whispered: "I will like it." ”

Ying Lanfeng said: "Speaking of which, I personally like it very much...... This poem is extraordinary, the atmosphere is free and easy, Ah Zhen, it's a shame that you heard your father's dream words, otherwise wouldn't it bury such a peerless poem? ”

Ying Huaizhen laughed faintly, and said vaguely: "The ...... that can't be buried"

Ying Lanfeng didn't care, but said to herself: "It turns out that I am so talented in my dreams, I have to pay more attention in the future, I don't know when a stunning poem will appear......"

Ying Huaizhen lay in his arms, but his expression was very strange, like sadness, joy, and coolness.

Lin Shenzhou sat in the carriage by himself, the carriage was slightly bumpy, he was out of his mind for a while, and in a flash, he saw the scroll placed next to him.

Picking up his hand at will, Lin Shenzhou muttered to himself and sneered: "What good poems will this person make, I have never heard of him in Beijing, and he has 'occasionally obtained it in a dream', which is really ridiculous, but I want to see what kind ......of crooked poetry it is."

As he spoke, he opened the scroll and saw that the title was "Send Lin Tang Second Brother".

When Lin Shenzhou saw the word "brother", he laughed "sneering" first, but Ying Lanfeng's words are excellent, the book in front of him is clean and neat, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and it is elegant and penetrating, and it is strange that the scientific examination can stand out.

Turning his gaze carelessly, Lin Shenzhou looked at the poem, only glanced at it, his expression changed, when the whole poem was finished, Lin Shenzhou's face showed an expression of disbelief, he hurriedly read the whole poem several times more carefully, and was speechless.

His hands were already trembling a little, Lin Shenzhou raised his hand and knocked on the window, calling: "Xiao Tang! Here you go! Xiao Tang outside the carriage heard the sound, abandoned the horse and got on the car, and was about to ask what was the matter, Lin Shenzhou gave him the unfolded scroll: "Look at the poems written by Ying Lanfeng!" ”

Xiao Tang saw that his expression was very strange, as if he was excited and like ecstasy, so he hurriedly looked down, and saw that it was written in a flowing stream:

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow.

Mo Dao has no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows you! (Note 1: Look at what the author has to say)

When Xiao Tang saw it, his heart was shocked, and he was speechless, Lin Shenzhou looked at his shocked and unbelieving expression, and sighed: "I said that he was golden and jade, but I didn't expect that I was narrow-minded and underestimated him!" Can write such a poem, is it the kind of philistine worldly person? Shame, shame! ”

Xiao Tang's gaze couldn't take away from the handwriting on the paper, and he also muttered: "This poem is really rare, it is really a masterpiece of a thousand miles!" Bold and free and atmospheric, it can be seen that it is indeed a hill and a valley...... However, he said that it was given to his teacher, could it be that he also saw that his teacher was extraordinary, so he meant something? ”

Lin Shenzhou smiled bitterly and sighed: "I don't know if he is wise and stupid, but ...... Corresponding to Lan Feng, it is indeed my eyes. Lin Shenzhou closed his eyes slightly, but his lips were full of appreciative smiles.

At the same time, on the streets of Taizhou, Ying Lanfeng was very excited by his ability to dream of getting good sentences, and read all the way with Ying Huaizhen, and speculated several times how Lin Shenzhou would react when he read this poem and whether he liked it.

Ying Huaizhen coped with two sentences at first, but gradually pretended to be asleep and ignored it.

Listening to Ying Lanfeng talking to himself, Ying Huai sincerely thought: "Dad, why are you worried...... This poem will definitely be liked by Lord Lin, no, not only Lord Lin, but also Tang Yi, it should be said that Tang Yi likes it deeply...... Because ......"

Because once, the first person to get this poem was Tang Yi.

A person once used this poem as a prayer post, which was deeply appreciated by Tang Yi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

- "Mo Dao has no confidants ahead of him, and no one in the world knows you." ”

Indeed, no one in the world knows you, this poem once caused a sensation in the capital, and quickly spread all over the world, along with this poem also spread all over the world for a while, and everyone knows that name: Ling Jue.

In his previous life, the person who really made this poem was Ling Jue.

Of course, in his previous life, it was not only Tang Yi who was deeply impressed by this poem, but also a fool named Ying Huaizhen.

Lying in Ying Lanfeng's warm arms, Ying Huaizhen laughed.