PS: Make up for the update a few days ago

Since Xu Ling spoke, this matter can be regarded as conclusive. Xiao Shilian and the others looked at Li Xinchen who was "killed by a different army" with surprise and joy, obviously they didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected reversal in the end.

And the smiles on the faces of Chen Shujian, Chen Shucheng and others have completely dissipated, no matter what Li Xinchen came from, Xu Ling opened his mouth, no one had a way to question it anymore, even Chen Ji had to think about it, let alone others. What's more, the poems written by Li Xinchen are indeed better than everyone present.

The crown of today's poetry club seems to really fall on this previous "nameless rat". However, according to Xu Ling and Xiao Maha's blue eyes for Li Xinchen, or Li Xinchen's father, it is estimated that it is impossible for Li Xinchen to be a "nameless rat".

Shen Jungao originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he finally paused. And no matter why Xu Ling didn't want to dig deeper, at least for Shen Jungao, the prince's uncle, Li Xinchen was Xiao Maha's staff, and although Xiao Maha's words and deeds did not clearly state his intention to support Chen Shubao, his previous words and deeds obviously showed that he was on Chen Shubao's side, and Chen Shuling's small actions towards Xiao Maha's side couldn't help Xiao Maha's side not to be on Chen Shubao's side.

Therefore, no matter what you say, Li Xinchen is an out-and-out person, even if he really has doubts, it has to be a problem to solve in private, and now in such a situation, Shen Jungao's best choice is to acquiesce in Xu Ling's decision.

Princess Lechang, who has been standing in the distance watching all this, has not taken her eyes off him since Li Xinchen's poem was written. This guy who just said that he couldn't write poetry turned the tide in the end.

Is it really because he doesn't want to perform, or because he wants to show too much?

What a funny yet incomprehensible guy.

"If you have no objections, the crown of the poetry meeting this time is Li Xian's nephew." Xu Ling said loudly.

Chen Shucheng just wanted to speak, but was quickly grabbed by Chen Shujian's eyes: "Lechang is here, it must be her father who ordered her to come, although I don't know what news I came to investigate, but our words and deeds are better to be cautious, don't hurt the pond fish!" ”

Chen Shucheng shuddered, nodded hurriedly, and even subconsciously took a step back. Princess Lechang is just their sister, there is nothing terrible about this, the problem is that Princess Lechang definitely can't appear here for no reason.

Thinking of their plans in the past few days, Chen Shucheng bowed his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "What Brother said is that you can't lose a big one because of a small one. ”

Chen Shujian and Chen Shucheng didn't speak, and the children of the families around them who tended to be inflammatory, naturally they were not easy to speak, and the others were originally happy to see Li Xinchen let the two princes sweep away the majesty, so they naturally wouldn't object at this time.

"Virtuous nephew, please come here, this laurel is yours." Xu Ling made a gesture of please.

Li Xinchen hurriedly stepped forward, Xu Ling slowly picked up the laurel and handed it to him, and said in a deep voice: "The virtuous nephew is named 'Xun Chen', and when he is enthusiastic to repay the country, don't let down the expectations of Ling Zun Jiuquan." ”

"The younger generation should be taught." Li Xinchen nodded and solemnly stretched out his hand.

Staring closely at Li Xinchen's eyes, Xu Ling was silent for a long time, and then suddenly smiled and said, "Do you know why the old man believes what you say?" ”

Li Xinchen raised his eyebrows, why did this old fox suddenly ask this question?

Xu Ling didn't care about the equally curious gazes of the people around him at all, and stretched out his hand to point: "Come, you write down your name 'Xun Chen'." ”

Li Xinchen nodded, picked up the pen and wrote down the word "Xinchen".

Looking at the vast sky, Xu Ling sighed deeply, took the pen from Li Xinchen's hand, dipped it in ink, and wrote four lines of poetry before and after Xinchen.

"Who allowed the Central Plains and the rebels? When he is young, he always bears the name of the country.

The tiger roars cold and easy water, and teaches birds and beasts to sacrifice Danxin. ”

Putting the brush down casually, Xu Ling looked up to the sky and sighed: "Brother Li, Brother Li, a good man!" ”

As if realizing that Li Xinchen beside him was a little dazed, Xu Ling stretched out his hand and solemnly patted him on the shoulder: "Virtuous nephew, after Ling Zun proved my innocence, I will follow General Chen to the north in the near future, and at some time it was a white ding, except for the gold and silver softness, there is nothing to repay, Ling Zun is not satisfied with the gold, silver and jewelry, and Yu sighed with emotion to give it this poem, I didn't expect it, I didn't think of it······ Fifty years later, this poem is still alive and alive in you! ”

Li Xinchen's expression was awe-inspiring, and he quietly looked at this poem, although it was not superior, but the killing spirit overflowed between the lines.

It's really hard to imagine what kind of arduous and heart-wrenching mission that generation shouldered?

"Ming Gong ······" Li Xinchen didn't know how to speak for a while.

Xu Ling smiled and waved his hand: "Hearing your name, the old man already understands nine times out of ten, if he is not the son of the 'Shixing Spear King', how can he have such a name?" ”

Li Xinchen solemnly arched his hand: "The younger generation understands." ”

"Don't let down Ling Zun's spirit in the sky." Xu Ling's voice was slightly low, but he immediately showed a smile, "If you have time, you can often come to the house to find the old man, the old man is looking forward to you kid." ”

Li Xinchen responded, the laurel in his hand was heavy, with the regret of Li Cheng's final death, with Xu Ling's expectations for the son of the deceased, with ······ With too many things that Li Xinchen can't say or see clearly.

Perhaps, with the entire nation waiting for three hundred years.

"Shizhong, congratulations." Xiao Shilian stepped forward with a smile and slapped Li Xinchen for a moment, "You kid was so modest before, it's so hard to hide from us!" ”

Li Xinchen laughed and said: "You have to be modest and modest, this Jiankang Mansion Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, of course, is still low-key." ”

And Pei Zilie shook his head with a smile on one side and said, "Brother Shizhongxian, if even you are low-key, then there will be no high-profile people at this poetry meeting today." ”

"It's just, come on, do you want to save until the end to show yourself?!" Xiao Shilian looked like he was going to ask about the outcome.

Li Xinchen smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Didn't you see that those two guys were too arrogant, so they had to see the unevenness and draw a knife to help?" Why don't you appreciate it in the end? ”

"I really didn't expect that in addition to being the benefactor of my Xiao family, Ling Zun also helped Xiao Mugong, I really want to know what kind of hero Ling Zun was back then." Xiao Shilian was leisurely fascinated, "I think when I was on the mountain, I saw Ling Zun resisting hundreds of barbarians with his own strength, and I knew that this was definitely not a simple person. ”

Li Xinchen nodded: "Yes, I also want to know······ In fact, I also want to say, thank you this time, before Xiaomu made the situation clear, many people were skeptical, but you didn't open your mouth to question it. ”