Wangjiang Tower, in the third floor.

swept away the previous scholars, whispered and talked, pretending to be elegant and chaotic.

At this moment, quiet, comfortable, quite poetic, each sitting, sitting upright, looking at it, holding a pen and painting.

Row by row, row by row, very neat and quite imposing.

Kang Rong sat in front of the scribes, and in the drawing board in front of him, he outlined the convergence of the Nunan River and the Tuoling River, and the majestic and vast momentum.

Calm and relaxed, like a scribe leader.

At this time, inside the staircase. A scribe stepped forward lightly, leaned over and whispered in Kang Rong's ear.

Hearing the sound, Kang Rong bowed slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, the inkstone was placed with a brush in his hand, he got up slowly, straightened out his gorgeous brocade clothes, and strode towards the staircase.

Mu Feng has the courage to face the battle, and it is not in vain to spend hard work.

Lin Feng hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, followed by the guards and scribes, striding and galloping, and the momentum was violent. Ascend to the third floor.

When I saw the living room, the scribe was sitting upright, holding a pen and painting, and his expression couldn't help but be stunned.

Immediately, he sighed softly, pretending to be a fool!

In the living room, there are many literati and Yiren, there are dozens of people, handsome sons, and fair women.

The scribes painted, and the people appreciated it, but they were also happy.

At this time, Yiren in his arms whispered in his ear: "Husband, this group of people seems to be intent on embarrassing you?"

Lin Feng's face couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile, Liang Ruoxun noticed the clue, how could he not see the clue, and said softly: "If they want to give their husband a horse, it is easy to dig a pit and bury themselves in it, this is called cocooning and self-bondage!"

"Mr. Mu, what are you cocooning yourself!" When he hesitated, a group of young sons, embracing a cluster of gorgeous young men in brocade clothes, the young people looked smiling, striding forward, with a domineering posture.

The literati beside him were respectful, as if they were afraid of snubbing each other, and hugged each other.

The young man stepped forward, and the young man next to him introduced arrogantly: "Mr. Mu, here is Kang Rong, who is famous in the official city of Jin, Kang Da is a talent, genuine!"

"The sound shocks the Shu Kingdom, and the famous Jinguan City?" Lin Feng pretended to be shocked and asked rhetorically: "Isn't it the Yan army from the north that is eyeing the Yan army from the north and commanding the Yan Emperor with the Yan army?" Could it be that the people of Shu are discussing the poetry of Gongzi Kang, not the ambition of Yan and Emperor Yan?"

"You ......" The high-spirited son, hearing Lin Feng's words, couldn't help but turn pale, as if swallowing a fly.

Kang Rong was not angry or angry, and chuckled: "Mr. Mu, the matter of the battlefield is solved by the generals of the DPRK and China, and we have no power to restrain the chicken, and it is difficult to compete with the northern tiger and wolf, so we can only share the worries and solve the problems for the emperor!"

"That's right, raising troops for a thousand days, using soldiers for a while, the northern thieves invade, it should be the soldiers of Shu who fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"That is, there are many generals in Shu, so why not be afraid of thieves in the north."

"The defense line of the Yangtze River is unbreakable, and the Yan thieves do not want to force the Yangtze River, if they dare to cross the Yangtze River, our Shu soldiers will definitely turn the Yangtze River into the tomb of the Yan thieves."

The literati next to him were filled with righteous indignation, and they all denounced Yan Jun and attacked Lin Feng's momentum.

Lin Feng glanced at the Kang Rong and the literati and snorted lightly, and said: "What shameless words, in ancient times, there was a saying that abandoned the pen from Rongzhi, and now there is a generation of Confucian generals Zhao Hongru of the Yan Kingdom. I don't know if Emperor Shu learned that Shu had raised a group of waste, would he faint again?"

Hearing this, Han Yongshan, who was standing beside Kang Rong, raised his finger and pointed at Lin Feng, and stammered: "You... You don't want to be quick with your tongue!"

"Isn't it, the front-line soldiers will bravely resist the enemy, defend the land and defend the country, wait for the front and back to hug, so big driving, Mu thought that Emperor Shu was above Wangjiang Tower." Lin Feng said unhappily.

"Mr. Mu laughed, how dare Kang, a student of a certain district, dare to compare with the saint." Kang Rong was unhappy in his heart, gritted his teeth, and wanted to expel Lin Feng from Wangjiang Tower, but with a smile on his face, outsiders couldn't see that he was a little angry.

This Mu Feng deliberately linked him with Emperor Shu, isn't this a clear accusation of his big frame and sarcastic him?

What's more, in the private room next to him, there is a distinguished guest, if it reaches his ears, he will die and will not be able to apologize.

However, Lin Feng did not let go of the blow to Kang Rong, and reprimanded angrily: "You call yourself a literati, but you know that the literati have not been out of office, you should cultivate yourself and cultivate your character, devote yourself to studying, if you are a person, you will be loyal to the monarch and serve the country upward, and worry about the country and the people downward.

The worries of the world first, the joy of the world after the world, Mu Mouguan, you call before and after the back, not to the literati, more like street gangsters, gang gathering.

If you are an official, when you are a lowly person, you will be a vassal prince and general, if you are lucky enough to hold the power, you must want to tilt the power to the government and the opposition. Enjoy being complimented.

Whoever meets you, whoever fucking suffers,"

A generation of heroes, iron-blooded emperors, Lin Feng has countless capable ministers and officials around him, and he knows the way of controlling ministers and employing people.

Although he has not had a deep friendship with Kang Rong, listening to his voice and watching his deeds, you can figure out one or two, although this guy is knowledgeable, he is proud of his talents, and he can't tolerate people, but he is not good in his bones.

Kang Rong's face was smiling, gradually cold and iron-blue, trembling slightly, and he was not lightly angry.

If in normal times, it would be just satirized, today, the famous literati in Jinguancheng gathered, and more nobles came, being so sarcastic by the other party, a little careless, it would cut off his future.

After enduring it for a long time, Kang Rong's face was unhappy. Said angrily: "Mr. Mu, Kang and you have no grievances in the past, no enmity in recent days, before the poetry meeting, Mr. deliberately provoked Kang, what is the intention, is it worried that the poems are not gorgeous, and the Danqing pen is frivolous. Defeated by Kang, so he was quick to speak and disturbed Kang's mind?"

"That's right, Brother Kang Rong is talented and talented, poetry and songs, ink and blue, all of them are fine, Mu Feng, aren't you famous in Jinguancheng, dare you compare with Brother Kang Rong." Next to him, Han Yongshan shouted and shouted for Kang Rong.

"That is, it's better to say it, compete on the spot, which is stronger and which is weak, at a glance."

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Han Yongshan, on the contrary, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, stared at Kang Rong and asked, "Is this what you mean?"

"Mr. Mu has the right to be Kang's will, can he dare to fight?" Kang Rong looked at Lin Feng, full of provocation.

"Hmph, let you lose convincingly!" Lin Feng snorted lightly and said sharply:

Kang Rong, Han Yongshan were all happy, Liang Ruoxun, Feng Shihu, but secretly sweated for Lin Feng.

When it comes to poetry, they believe that none of the literati present are Lin Feng's opponents, but Liang Ruoxun has never seen it when he paints, and even Feng Shihu has followed Lin Feng for many years, and he doesn't know that his emperor has such talent.

"Husband, don't get caught in the other party!" Liang Ruoxun kindly reminded.

"Put pen and paper!" Kang Rong chuckled and shouted to the scribe next to him.

Lin Feng didn't take care of Kang Rong, strode into the center of the living room, put Liang Ruoxun on the stool next to him, and sat down by the way. Pour tea and drink alone.

Xiang Liang Ruoxun said: "Don't worry, there is no need to worry about such a local chicken and tile dog."

Liang Ruoxun likes Lin Feng's confident personality and everything is under control, since Lin Feng is full of confidence and has no fear, what is she afraid of.

At this time, in the private room next to him, everyone looked through the screen window, and their eyes focused on Lin Feng, as if they wanted to see clearly, this man who suddenly became famous in Jinguancheng, Mr. Lonely and arrogant.

However, there are also many people, through Lin Feng's words, when they see his arrogant side, they feel that his words are reasonable.

"Your Highness, in addition to being handsome, cold, and imposing, this person speaks harshly and meanly. The character is domineering and arrogant, and the villain has never noticed anything outstanding about it." In the central private room, a white-faced eunuch stared at Lin Feng and said to the master sitting in front.

Hearing this, the man shook his head and chuckled, but did not answer, his eyes shifted to the beautiful woman next to him, and asked, "Su Qing, Butterfly Dance, what do you think?"

"It should be a little talent and vision, insight into the responsibilities of the sages. Otherwise, it is difficult to say the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world, and the famous words of the world, let alone reprimand Kang Rong, if he is the official to benefit one party, if he is the prime minister, why is Shu not strong." The crown princess Gong Su said, admiring Lin Feng's remarks.

"That's right, the civil officials and scholars of Shu are too fancy. lacks hard work, and his reputation in the hearts of the people is far inferior to that of military generals." Wen Diewu echoed,

Fortunately, the Wen family is an official in the court, there are both military generals and civil ministers, who complement each other, but they are not afraid of the gossip of the people.

Regardless of whether this Mu Feng has real talent or not, his words make people listen comfortably, and there is a blood boiling in his bones. If there is real talent and real learning, it will be the blessing of Shu." Prince Liu Puya smiled and praised Lin Feng.

"It is rumored that he gave some strategies to break the enemy, doesn't my father like it?" The crown princess asked.

In his eyes, only the northern male lord Emperor Yan is worthy of respect, but it is a pity that Emperor Yan led the army to cut down Shu, severely damaged the Shu army, and killed the second brother. Emperor Yan has become a big problem in his father's heart, and he can't wait to get rid of it as soon as possible." Liu Puya said helplessly.

If you know that the person you are mentioning is in front of you, I don't know if you will be scared and bow down, or send someone to arrest and solve the military disaster?

Inside the living room.

Kang Rong was despised by Lin Feng again, and was very unhappy with the literati of the Shu Kingdom, and walked into the living room indignantly, and came to Lin Feng's side, Kang Rong provoked: "Mr. Mu, the paper and pen are ready, has the gladiatorial fight started?"

Poetry and painting, Danqing is his specialty, the other party humiliated him one after another, this time, he must save face and take the opportunity to retaliate.

Lin Feng picked up the teacup and tasted tea leisurely, not slowly. Spit out the tea residue and said: "You draw yours, I paint mine, there is no conflict with each other, are you worried about failure?"

Hearing the sound, Kang Rong's face was gloomy and cold, very unhappy, snorted lightly, threw his sleeves and left.

No matter how bad it is, he is the head of the scribes in Jinguancheng, and he has been despised twice and three times today, if he does not rely on his true talent and learning, he will be better than the other party, and his anger will be difficult to vent, where will he have face?

"This Mr. Mu is very arrogant, Kang Rong is like a little chicken in front of him, only to be ravaged by an eagle." In the private room, Wen Diewu couldn't help but sigh when she saw Kang Rong throw his sleeves and leave.

At this time, Liu Puya chuckled and said: "Poetry and painting, it is a matter of self-cultivation, if Kang Rong has a strategy for governing the country, even if the painting fails, it is understandable, but it is a pity that he talks about it and does not know anything about the strategy of governing the country, if he is defeated in the field he is best at, he should reflect on it."

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