In the shed in front of the Flower Temple, Ping'an Hou Zhouping tore it to pieces after seeing the fifth poem copied by his subordinates. Tie Qing brushed his sleeves away, forgetting that he was still a guest of honor.

As soon as he left, Piaoxiangyuan suddenly scattered. Most of the people ran to watch Dong Gongzi's performance, and the poems posted on the walls were also torn clean.

The news spread ten, ten spread hundreds. People on the street rushed to the square, and the officials couldn't stop it.

He Lang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, ordered the fence to be opened. has an extra heart, and arranged for several groups of people to spread poems to the outside world, asking Tong San's Sishui Gang to help guide them, so as not to crowd people into piles.

I've never seen anything like this, and a swan song gushes out from the bottom of the pen, faster than a Taoist priest drawing a talisman, faster than a cook washing a radish......

Dong Shu's name of "Immortal" is completely confirmed.

It's just that the content is jaw-dropping.

He smiled in the mirror for a while, and looked at the thousands of sails; For a while, the yellow sand is a hundred battles and silver spears, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes; Just picked lotus with bright eyes and bright teeth, and immediately farmed; The hands have not been washed yet, and they are in a hurry to take the exam; Cultivating for a while, being a monk for a while, and taking time to be an official in the middle; I just married a beautiful concubine yesterday, and today I will mourn my husband......

In short, it's busy.

The crowd gathered like ants opened their mouths wide and closed their heads, nodding secretly. If it weren't for the immortals, who could have so many past and present lives?

The bookstore owner couldn't hold back and shouted:

"Dong Gongzi, can a certain family gather your masterpieces, and you will never dare to miss the pen."

Xintianyou smiled:

"Don't polish the pen, whatever you want."

The bosses were overjoyed and arranged for their men to engrave that night.

The owner of the Qinglou couldn't hold back anymore and shouted:

"Miss Bai Ling'er, whether these poems can be allowed for us to sing, we will not dare to share the profits."

Bai Ling'er said crisply:

"Don't divide the profits, you can sing whatever you want. But I want to point out that it was given to me by Dong Shu. And you can't sing until I've sung it. ”

Okay, good......

The bosses were overjoyed and immediately instructed the musicians to compose the music.

It wasn't until the sky was full of colorful clouds that Xintianyou finished writing nineteen poems. It's not that Jiang Lang is exhausted, but the first two poems are too big, so that the powder wall is not blank later.

The official of the Ministry of Rites was annoyed, and stomped his feet:

"The stage has been used for many years, and it should have been expanded and renovated a long time ago, and the walls are so narrow......"

The nine judges were so fascinated that they forgot to evaluate the verdict and announced the verdict.

In the end, it was Shangshu He Lang, who was in his fifties, who shouted vigorously, and Bai Ling'er became this year's Oiran. Thinking about awarding awards, the square is crowded, and it is difficult to stretch your legs. When he shouted like this, everyone remembered that it turned out that today was the selection of the Oiran.

Look at the twilight falling, and squeeze down again to have a stampede.

The Sishui Gang escorted Dong Shu and his entourage to quickly break through and announced that Wanhualou would arrange flowers and wine tonight to thank friends.

As soon as the owner left, most of the people in the square immediately dispersed.

One after another, there are still people running this way.

They were the craftsmen who built the shed and the rubbing masters of the bookstore who were afraid of the rain in the Ministry of Rites, and they were also mixed with more than a dozen warrior monks.

The divine products left by the immortals themselves are bound to be haunted by fairy spirits. If you don't feel it before it dissipates, you'll be a fool!

An hour and a half later, in Bai Linger's small building, Feng Cheng and Hua Wen were lying on the wine table.

Xintianyou frowned and said:

"You're too ruthless, you put sweat medicine in the first glass of wine, and they didn't eat two bites of food. I smelled something wrong just now, and I thought it was medicinal wine. ”

Bai Ling'er didn't squeak, gave him a fierce look, and clapped his hands gently.

The three maids immediately stood in front of the three big red candles, pretending to cut the lanterns. In this way, the people downstairs can't see the figure of the person in the building clearly.

Four people walked into the compartment, a woman and three men, dressed exactly the same as Bai Ling'er, Xin Tianyou, Hua Wen, and Feng Duan.

"Hurry, hurry, we only have one hour, and after a long time, we are afraid that outsiders will be suspicious."

Bai Ling'er grabbed Xin Tianyou's sleeve and left, passing through the door of the two serving maids in a row, and arrived in front of the boudoir.

"That's not good, men and women don't kiss, you can stand here and say something if you have something."

Xintianyou broke free of her hand and grunted.

"You Mr. Daoxue!" Bai Ling'er was so angry that she pushed him in, bolted the door with her backhand, and said, "The white crane is coming to the city, the holy fetus is coming, how can you do it if you are not careful?" The elites of the Four Waters Gang have all been mobilized outside this building tonight. ”

On the third and fourth days of the first month, there is only one moth eyebrow crescent moon in the sky.

The windows were closed, and the hazy light came from the lanterns downstairs. The noise comes and goes, the silk and bamboo are elegant, chanting and singing, and tonight is not drunk and does not return.

Xin Tianyou walked to a small table and sat down, picked up the teacup, and found that it was actually hot. The arrangement of Wanhualou is almost accurate to the second.

Bai Ling'er's eyesight was not as good as his, and after a few breaths, he sat down on the other side and said:

"I have something very important to tell you...... First, though, I'd like to ask a personal question. ”

"Say, a minute has been wasted."

"Sister Shumin likes you so much, why don't you like her?"

"Ah, she likes me? I seem to like her too. ”

"You are a mallet, you two say you like it, it's not the same thing."

"I see, you're talking about the relationship between men and women. One of the spiritual trainings I received was specifically about restraining emotions, such as hatred, disgust, love...... so as not to affect sanity. ”

"Oh, you don't have to fool me, just say the white bones."

"It's not a white bone view...... Let's take love, for example. I found that men and women in love often say some unbelievable stupid things, but I don't think so. That's because serotonin and gray matter are reduced, and attention, decision-making, judgment, and so on are all reduced. Master, in order to avoid this situation......"

"Don't talk about it, I don't understand the obscure language of Buddhism. I only know that if this continues, your master will have no more apprentices except for you. ”

"Ha, that's not the case. Long-term depression is harmful to the body, and I only focus on the task for the time being. Master said that after completing the task, it doesn't matter if you marry a hundred wives. ”

"Hmph, your master's task will never be completed."

Bai Ling'er's words made Xintianyou tremble. A little bit of God, asked:

"Do you know what the mission is?"

"Who doesn't know? Open any Buddhist scripture, there are big four words written on it, Pudu sentient beings! Are you finished? ”

Xintianyou breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I can't purify sentient beings, I can only purify a group of people. There is no way, the task must be completed. Because I'm one of those people myself, and if I don't finish it, I'm going to die...... It's been five minutes, so hurry up and tell me what you have to do. ”

……

Bai Linger finished telling the story, and the expected scene did not happen. Seeing that the young man was still very calm, he was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Princess Bing Ling knows that there is something wrong with that talisman, why is she still in the palace?"

"Xintianyou, do you really don't know or fake don't know? First of all, the princess didn't know how powerful that talisman was. Secondly, the magic talisman has mana, and ordinary people can't tear it up. The subtle spell even generates induction, and the other party will know it as soon as it is discarded. Third ......"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, don't let emotions affect judgment...... Before, I just saw ghost drawings in a small mountain village. I have knowledge of high-end goods, but I have not been exposed to physical goods...... Well, the whole thing is clear. Maybe I'm not your little prince, but we can work together. ”

Bai Ling'er pounced with her teeth and claws, crying:

"I'll beat you to death with no conscience."

Xintianyou let her beat her and shouted:

"Are you finished? Even if the real prince comes, the final result is not revenge and the revitalization of Huaguo. That's too pediatric for me. Tomorrow you will slaughter Zhou Wuyang, are you satisfied, and then what...... At that time, there were two babies, and only Xia Xing and his wife knew the secret. My master lacks magic weapons, and he can't determine the genetic sequence.

"Don't you just want to see me cry bitterly, cry, what's the use of crying? What problems does crying solve? In the dictionary of warriors, there are no tears, only battles...... Alright, Grandma. It's suddenly quiet outside, don't cry......"

Xintianyou found that at some point, the postures of both parties changed. Bai Ling'er seemed to snuggle up in her arms and sob, and she was full of warm jade and warm fragrance.

Frightened, he pushed it away, turned around and ran.