By the pond, under the service of the little junior sister, Lin Xiao poured a few mouthfuls of water, cleared the nose and throat, and finally got better, but even so, the island ...... Forget it, Lin Xiao doesn't even dare to think about that now.

But the brain is so strange, the more Lin Xiao told herself not to think about it, the more the appearance of Najifu Yoshixiu lingered in his mind, which was really uncomfortable.

"Zhong Lixiong of Dongyin, Shimafu Yoshihide of the Shadow Department, hum~" Ye Fu was disdainful, and his expression was full of disdain.

Since the Xia Dynasty was divided thousands of years ago, the kings and princes went their own way, and the successive dynasties and governments were constantly divided and merged, and the Dongyin Islands were all free in the long river of history, and were despised and ridiculed by the Chinese civilization, and regarded as a barbarian island.

It was not until the Rebellion of the Five Kings 200 years ago that Wang Zhongyi, who lived in Dongyi, fled and moved the whole country to Dongyin, that the islands converged with the mainland culturally. This kind of civilization and national strength crushed until the Six Kingdoms Mounan 20 years ago gradually improved, but the contempt for Dongyin in the bones of the princes and princes of the mainland still exists today.

"Shadow Department?" Lin Xiao thought of the weekday teaching knowledge of the Imperial Southern Sect, and recalled:

The shadow department of Dongyin, like the Imperial Southern Sect of the Southern Kingdom, the Wangmen of the Northern Treaty Kingdom, and the Yunlan Peak of the Yunchuan Kingdom, all belong to the highest academic institutions of cultivators in various countries. Their relationship with the imperial courts of various countries is neither subordinate to the upper and lower levels, nor is it one mountain and two tigers, but more like a powerful cultivation organization that exists uniquely in a secular empire, the two do not control each other, and occasional friction will also be reasonably dealt with in the face of righteousness.

Thinking of this shadow department, Lin Xiao thought of the word island husband again, and suddenly realized:

In the Dongyin Islands, only the royal family can embroider cherry blossoms on clothes, but it is strange that the word "islandman" is the Dongyi people who moved into Dongyin 200 years ago, and the contempt for the aborigines is now not only retained in the original meaning, but also evolved into the surname of the illegitimate child, and now in the culture of Dongyin, if the illegitimate child is not allowed by the patrilineal family, he can only use the low caste of "island husband", if Lin Xiao guessed correctly, then the island husband Jixiu......

After thinking about it, Lin Xiao remembered the terrifying and disgusting appearance again, and his stomach was about to cramp and renause, but in his mind, the gap between his dual identities was connected.

In a moment, Lin Xiao suddenly felt a sense of compassion in his heart, and his incomprehension and discomfort were also clear.

At this moment, there was a seven-string guqin "Yichuan Song" in the sky, the qin song echoed in the Qin Garden, hundreds of literati and rioters raised their eyes to look up, like a drunken spring breeze, and Ye Fu on the side shook his head with the song, extremely free.

Lin Xiao has never heard this ancient string song, but look at this posture that only hears its voice and does not see it, and falls from the sky, this kind of man who appears with his own BGM, except for the slightly inferior strength of the sea king Yuan Hua, is generally the God of Gamblers, Qiao Feng, and Sun Dasheng.

"Who is this?"

"Huh?!" Ye Fu said in surprise, "Lin Xiao, aren't you in the Imperial Southern Sect, why don't you even know Li Xian?"

"Haha. The little junior sister Yudie was already covering her mouth and snickering, "My senior brother, eat, drink and have fun, and are good at everything, but I don't usually study and cultivate, I fish for three days and dry the net for two days, and I haven't even taken classes from the Medical Sect for a few days, let alone the classes of the Qin Sect and the Phantom Sect." ”

"Li Xian?" Lin Xiao still couldn't remember.

"That's right. Jade Butterfly nodded and responded, "The great master of our Imperial Southern Sect Qin Sect, Qin King Li Guinian, I also studied his class in the Illusion Sect for a few days, talking about the defense and counterattack of illusions, which is too complicated. ”

Listening to the words of the little junior sister, Lin Xiao was also a little ashamed, it was because of the delay of many years of Gu poison that he was a little broken a few years ago.

At this time, although she is said to be a senior brother, but if she really wants to make a move, she can't even beat the little junior sister, she has already advanced to the ninth stage of the spirit captain, as long as she cultivates and soars, she can put on the robe of the little grandmaster and lead the small sect team to carry out the task alone......

Looking at the air again, Li Guinian played a song and said loudly:

"Today's Qinyuan Poetry Club will meet friends with poems, all of whom are guests, and all the little friends will sit on the poetry stage. ”

When Lin Xiao and the three of them heard the voice, they followed everyone to the huge poetry platform and took a seat.

Soon, on the poetry platform, Li Guinian was like an old immortal descending to earth, slowly standing in the center of the poetry platform, wearing the dark blue robe of the great master unique to the Southern Sect. Under the robe, the ten fingers of his hands are as thin as firewood, the open shirt is uninhibited, the ribs can be seen on the black widow's chest, the black hair tied in bundles is scattered over the shoulders, the head is as big as a full-aged turtle shell, the two sky-high eyebrows are black and thick ink, a large handful of long cheeks are disorganized, and the facial features are fierce and almost evil.

But this ugly old man who is as ugly as an old beggar and as angry as a beast has a very high attainment in poetry and music, and is respected as a qin fairy by the southern literary circle.

The holy name of the Imperial Southern Sect is more than that of the imperial court and the royal family in the southern country, and it rarely appears on weekdays, even if the children of the sect go out, they mainly complete the task, taboo and swagger, and pay attention to low-key.

At this moment, even if Li Guinian had arrived at the poetry platform, the nearly 1,000 literati in the surrounding circle were just standing respectfully, completely suppressing the ecstasy in their hearts, and they didn't dare to whisper at all, only for fear of disturbing Li Guinian, who was famous and close to an immortal in front of him.

"Sit down. Li Guinian finally opened his mouth, everyone on the poetry platform looked at each other, sat down one after another, and there were a few people who were overflowing with reverence, Leng stood upright, until Li Guinian put the guqin on the table and sat down, and then sat down, not willing to slack off at all.

"Over the years, the poetry club will prepare a small gift to the poets selected by the children to encourage them. Li Guinian paused, "Today coincides with the snow at the beginning of the month, and the world is auspicious, so the old man added one and congratulated all the friends." ”

As soon as these words came out, the literati and in the surrounding circle were all delighted, and they were eager to try. Over the years, the prizes of Shikui have been extremely rich, converted into silver taels, ranging from four or five hundred to thousands of taels.

Compared with this money, this poem selected by everyone in the literary circle of nearly a thousand southern countries is also worth a thousand gold.

For some wealthy families who are well-off, rich and nameless, and dedicated to their careers, the reputation brought by this poet is even more immeasurable.

Ye Fu, who was fledgling at the beginning of the year before last, won the championship with a poem "National Opinion", so he entered the eyes of Sima Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites of the Dynasty, and was accepted as a pro-apprentice, among which there was no Ye Fu's father, Ye Jian, the right minister of the Southern Kingdom, to help, because his father was a well-known old iron - iron-faced selfless.

Because of this, in the southern country, whether it is a poor and sour talent or a rich family, in addition to the imperial examination every three years, this annual Layue poetry meeting has always been the top priority, and it has never been interrupted for decades, except for the one eighteen years ago.

Seeing that most of the literati around him were carrying backpacks, Lin Xiao didn't have to guess to know that it must be filled with a thick stack of poems.

In order to encourage all poets to compose poems on the spot, rather than preparing in advance, the poetry meeting has always been a proposition on the day of the return of the highly respected Li Guinian, and everyone will take turns on the stage to recite new poems and welcome the New Year with new poems, which is very appropriate.

But even so, most of the writers couldn't resist the great temptation of fame and fortune of this poet.

The poor and sour ones prepared as soon as possible, thinking day and night, and made new poems into the book, as a life, not to be seen by outsiders, until the day of the poetry meeting, they were brought together, only waiting for Li Guinian to come up with the question, and then take advantage of the time when the guests on the stage were reciting, secretly read and extract the poems according to the title.

Let's take the white-haired old man in the first row of the poetry platform as an example, the old man's surname is Yu, and everyone respects the old man, even Li Guinian calls him so, because he is one round older than Li Guinian, and he is an out-and-out poet.

Yu Lao has suffered for half his life, his mother died early, his father is an old gambler, he often eats the last meal without the next meal, and everything valuable in the family is gone, even the rusty and blackened scissors were sold to the blacksmith by Yu's old father, Mr. Guo.

As for why Yu's father's surname is Guo?