Lin Mu's current idea is very simple, that is, he wants to expose Wu Zijian and let him be punished the most severely.

kidnapping the family of a literary hero and forcing him to do such a thing, if the Great Confucian Society is angry, his fate will definitely be very miserable.

However, the woman shook her head and replied helplessly: "I was blindfolded the whole time, I didn't see anything, I didn't even hear the sound of people talking, I'm afraid that even my grandfather doesn't know who is kidnapping me."

"And this matter can't be said, you have already promised me, how can you break your word?"

The woman looked at Lin Mu pitifully again, his purpose now was to make Lin Mu admit this matter, if he pursued other things, wouldn't he let the original matter be exposed.

Lin Mu was extremely helpless, they didn't have any evidence in front of them, and even if there was evidence, the woman would not cooperate with him.

"No matter what, Wenhuayuan is always killed by me, although the culprit is Wu Zijian, but I also have a responsibility that I can't escape."

"That's it, I'll take this matter down, but I won't take the initiative to admit it, I won't defend this matter anymore, and let the world judge for itself what is right and wrong."

Lin Mu made a decision, and then broke free from the woman's hands, giving her a reassuring look and letting her relax.

As for the young man of Wenhua Academy, his eyes were spewing fire at this moment, and the goddess in his heart was sticking to the door like this, as if Lin Mu was abandoning him from the beginning to the end, which made him even more angry.

"Damn boy, what did you do to Mei?"

Seeing Lin Mu coming, the young man immediately couldn't help but scold and ask, looking at the appearance of his hands clenched into fists, it seemed that he wanted to do it.

"Guess for yourself." Lin Mu responded, he was extremely disdainful of this mad dog.

As for the woman, he found the middle-aged man who was now in charge of the matter, and asked the middle-aged man in his way not to pursue the matter again, let each other deal with it peacefully, and no one should pursue it again.

"Xiaomei, the teacher died unjustly, how can you not repay such a big revenge." The middle-aged man drank violently and looked at the woman with some anger.

"I'll explain to you when I go back, you have to listen to me now, otherwise you won't come to my house again in the future, and I will be my grandfather without you disciples."

The woman scolded, looking at her expression, there was no room for negotiation.

Although everyone was angry and puzzled, after all, this was Wenhuayuan's granddaughter, and everyone naturally wanted to give him face.

"Then listen to you, we'll go back and wait for you to explain."

The middle-aged man responded, then told everyone what the woman meant, and comforted them in anger.

"Lin Mu, we have already received a response, this poem is indeed written by yourself, but there is something going on with our teacher, we will settle accounts with you in the future, and we will go back first today."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man was very single, and he didn't want to stay for a moment, and just wanted to leave.

Because he faintly felt that something was wrong, because if he continued to stay, if Lin Mu's ancient poem was created, and then they didn't pursue this matter, it would be their turn to be speechless.

Therefore they must leave now, before Lin Mu composes a complete ancient poem.

"Since your teacher has something to do, then I won't send it."

Lin Mu nodded knowingly, he no longer dwelled on this matter, and the two of them were as if they had already discussed, and no one was silent.

Then they stopped talking about it, but in society and on the Internet, public opinion continued.

At this time, everyone was almost divided into two camps, supporting Lin Mu on the one hand, and Wenhuayuan on the other, which completely had the meaning that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry.

"It's gone like this, it's not over yet, how can you just leave like this?"

The onlookers looked confused, everyone hadn't seen enough of the excitement, but they didn't expect the excitement to stop so abruptly.

"Lin Mu, no matter what, you have to finish this poem before leaving, now everyone is waiting, you can write the next few ancient poems together."

Principal Xiao urged beside him, this is a big truth, not only him, but all literature lovers are looking forward to Lin Mu and creating the remaining ancient poems together.

Lin Mu nodded, since a beginning has been written, there can be no beginning and no end, this is disrespect for ancient poems, and it is also disrespectful to the original creator of ancient poems.

Then, he picked up the wolf pen again, and in the expectation of everyone, he still had a trace of true energy, and then began to write the following verses.

If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang.

Idle fishing on the blue river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun.

Difficult to walk, difficult to walk, divergent road, where are you today?

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea!

Lin Mu is an ancient poem, the whole ancient poem is completed in one go, the first few ancient poems are talking about the difficulty of traveling, these are the last two poems, the artistic conception is changing, representing his determination not to be afraid of any difficulties.

"There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea!"

With the last sentence written, everyone has experienced a kind of determination from these last two ancient poems, a determination to face any difficulties bravely.

And there is another belief, that is, the difficulties will pass, and the time will come to welcome the fruits of victory.

"I feel that these two poems can be used as my motto, and I can take them out and read them at any time, and I can be wary of myself at any time."

"It contains a spirit, this is another classic ancient poem, I feel that it does not fall into the leaves at all, and in terms of momentum, it is even better."

"I feel the same way, it's really hard to believe that this ancient poem was written by a high school student."

……

After an ancient poem was written, there was a lot of discussion again, and the fiercest voice that had been noisy before was now gradually disappearing.

Lin Mu has won everyone's respect with his absolute talent, even if the previous article is Wenhuayuan's, everyone believes that it is just a misunderstanding.

Because with the talent that Lin Mu is showing now, there is no need to do such a thing at all.

"Lin Mu, this manuscript of the road difficulty, I wonder if you can give it to me?" Principal Xiao asked wistfully beside him.

Then after he finished speaking, I saw that the rice paper suddenly fell apart, and one of the handwritings turned into fragments, and I couldn't put it back if I tried to.

"This, what's going on? How could the good ones shatter on their own? Principal Xiao exclaimed.

This is a peerless treasure, and in his opinion, the value is difficult to measure, and it is a pity to destroy it like this.

"The quality of this rice paper is so poor that ordinary paper can't withstand the calligraphy realm of talking on paper, and after bearing it to the extreme, it will naturally collapse and burst."

Lin Mu explained, what he said was also the truth, how could ordinary paper withstand his true qi, it was not easy to persist until now.

"It's a pity, this is a peerless masterpiece, why is it so ruined."

Dean Xiao sighed more than once, not only him, but countless literature lovers at this moment saw this scene through the live broadcast, and they all showed heartache.

At this point, the matter came to an end, and the dozens of media outlets that were still standing around were ready to move, and they began to move towards the forest.

Seeing this, Lin Mu reacted quickly and entered the school together, which avoided these crazy media reporters.

"Let's interview those celebrities more, they like exposure, I'm just a literati, I like to be low-key, I like to be quiet, but I don't want to be on the media lens all day long."

Lin Mu secretly said in his heart, this kind of thing happened just after he made a little fame, and he didn't want something like this to happen again.

"Wu Zijian!"

Suddenly, Lin Mu saw Wu Zijian, his eyes instantly became cold, and then strode in front of him.

"Wu Zijian, people are doing it and look at it again, if there is anything coming at me, don't let me think that you are a grandson." Lin Mu directly shouted angrily.

Wu Zijian was also in anger at the moment, such a big situation was easily resolved by Lin Mu, he had already decided, it seemed that he could only come hard.

Seeing that Lin Mu took the initiative to come to the door, he immediately pretended to be crazy and stupid, and replied: "Lin Mu, I don't understand what you mean."

"You don't need to understand, we just know each other, I advise you, what you have done has to pay a price, you can do it yourself."

Lin Mu scolded coldly again, and then strode away, he was extremely disdainful of this sinister villain.

"Damn bastard, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson."

Wu Zijian looked at Lin Mu's departing figure resentfully, he gritted his teeth, and decided to do nothing tonight, so he would teach Lin Mu a good lesson.

"Now you should believe who is lying."

Principal Xiao had already returned to the office, and at this moment, he looked at the other two principals, and he showed a smug expression.

"It's hard to say what the outcome of this matter is, there is no definite number yet, I'll call Wen's house and ask."

The old man seemed to feel a little incredulous, and then picked up the phone and dialed the Wen family, and after talking to the Wen family on the phone, he couldn't help frowning.

"The Wen family said that they would no longer pursue this matter, and they would no longer pursue the matter of our school magazine, which is really strange, what does this mean?"

The old man was a little confused, she felt that Wen Jia's approach disappointed him too much, and he was so supportive of the Wen family.

"Since they don't pursue it, then the school magazine will continue to be printed, with this incident, our school magazine will definitely be more prosperous."

Another principal said that he felt that it was the best ending when things had developed so far, and that no one was hurt anyway.

In this way, the big thing turned into a small thing, and their school became the final winner, which was what he was most happy to see.

"Then so be it, since the Wen family doesn't pursue it, we don't care."

The old man finally expressed his attitude, thinking of Lin Mu's calligraphy, he was a little moved, and said: "Lin Mu's calligraphy is good, ask him what kind of paper he needs to withstand the calligraphy realm of paper talk."

"You're still going to be embarrassed......"

After the old man finished speaking, Principal Xiao suddenly pointed at him and scolded, thinking that Qinglian's original manuscript was burned, and the old man's previous attitude, he was angry.