"Lin Yu?"

Several high-level officials were slightly stunned, who in the outer courtyard doesn't know Lin Yu, a freak son-in-law?

It was only at the age of sixteen that he opened his literary skills, and his talent and qualifications have reached the point of being talented, and looking at the entire Wuling County, he will definitely not find a second freak like this.

"Good, then this Fang Shiming, Fang Xiaonian, and Lin Yu will leave for Yichuan Town tomorrow. ”

The gloom on Fang Rulong's face stretched out, as if he had been waiting for Zhao Dongru to recommend Lin Yu.

“......”

Zhao Dongru looked at Fang Rulong in astonishment, and suddenly had a feeling of being pitted, if Lin Yu couldn't write a poem praying for rain, he would have to carry the pot.

But if it is really made, the hero who saved the 3,000 acres of rice fields is Fang Rulong.

"Master Zhao, this matter will be handed over to you!"

After saying this, Fang Rulong got up and left Mingtang with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth full of pride.

......

"It hurts, hiss!"

When Lin Yu opened his eyes, before he could think about it, there was a pin-and-needle-like stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows, and it was not until a few seconds passed that the pain slowly faded.

After standing up, Lin Yu looked at the light outside the window before he realized that he had been unconscious on the ground for a day.

After moving his muscles and bones, Lin Yu found that his clothes were dry, and he exuded a strange smell, which was unusually pungent.

However, he also felt a subtle change in his body, which seemed to be lighter than before, and he jumped lightly, as if he could jump several meters away.

But Lin Yu didn't try it, because the room was too small, and he really couldn't stand the strange smell emanating from his body.

After taking a set of underwear for the coat, Lin Yu pushed open the door and entered the bathroom, and after a scrubbing, he felt extremely refreshed.

"Lin Yu can be in the courtyard?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the courtyard, and Lin Yu heard it clearly, it was the voice of Zhao Shi of the Wentang of the outer courtyard.

"My uncle just went to the bathhouse, and he didn't seem to take a bath yesterday. Little Peach's voice rang out.

Suddenly, Lin Yu rolled his eyes, dried his body, put on his clothes and walked out.

And at this moment, Zhao Shi had already entered the courtyard and was looking at the chess game on the table, this chess game had been played for almost two days, and Fang Qingxue had not broken up, which made Lin Yu a little surprised.

Of course, there was still a little surprise in his heart.

At least, Fang Qingxue still cares about the game of chess she played.

"Master Zhao!"

Lin Yu saluted, with a shallow smile on his face.

"This game of chess was played by Miss Fang, I don't know who the opponent is?" Zhao Shi ignored Lin Yu and his eyes fell on Xiao Taozi.

He subconsciously felt that Lin Yu shouldn't know how to play Go, especially in this game, without a certain amount of experience and chess attainments, he couldn't play.

And Lin Yu didn't open his literary skills before he was sixteen years old, and he couldn't get involved in this way of chess.

"It's the young lady who came down with me. An innocent smile appeared on Little Peach's face.

"You?"

Zhao Shi's expression moved, and his eyes when he looked at the little peach were all shining.

"Little Peach doesn't know much about chess, this chess game is played by me and Lin Yu. ”

At this moment, Fang Qingxue also walked out of the room, and bowed slightly to Zhao Shi and said, "I've seen Zhao Shi!"

"Miss Fang's chess skills are becoming more and more exquisite, although the old man does not have too deep research on chess, but he can also see that you are really clever in this game, and you are a game of resurrection!"

Zhao Shi looked at Fang Qingxue, and the appreciation in his eyes was even more undisguised, saying that people who play Go well have very flexible brains.

Just like this Wuling County guard, he is the first chess player in Wuling.

"Master Zhao, this game is ......"

Lin Yugang wanted to speak, but Zhao Shi glared at him and preached: "It's you, the talent of Wendao is not bad, but this chess way is so so-so, in the future, I have time to study the way of chess, which will help you practice Wendao." ”

"Yes!" Lin Yu nodded with a wry smile.

"Master Zhao, mine is Bai Zi......" Fang Qingxue coughed lightly.

“......”

Suddenly, the entire small courtyard fell silent, and Zhao Shi looked embarrassed.

But in his heart, at this moment, there were turbulent waves, if Fang Qingxue was the sunspot of the victorious side, he did not have the slightest doubt.

But if it is said that the sunspot is Lin Yu's hold, it will be too shocking.

As a result, Zhao Shi's gaze at Lin Yu changed.

"Miss Fang's chess skills are also exquisite, not bad, not bad...... Haha!" Zhao Shi smiled awkwardly again.

Then, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Lin Yu and said, "Have you read books recently, and do you have any new inspiration for poetry and articles?"

"Ah......h

Lin Yu looked at Zhao Shi in astonishment, could it be that he was here to check his homework?

"What's the matter, if you haven't read it, read a good book today, the old man brought twenty or thirty books from Wentang, strive to read them today, and go to Yichuan Town with the old man tomorrow. ”

Zhao Shi pointed to the books in the wooden box behind him, and suddenly, Lin Yu's whole head was bigger.

But when he heard Zhao Shi say that he was going to Yichuan Town, he became suspicious.

A book he read last night seemed to be called the County Chronicle, which recorded a lot of information about Wuling County, how many counties and how many towns were also recorded in detail.

And Yichuan also remembered very clearly that almost all of the Fang family's industries were in Yichuan Town, whether it was rice fields or other industries.

"What's going on over there in Yichuan?" Fang Qingxue frowned slightly, as if she had guessed something.

"Early this morning, the master of the courtyard summoned me and others, saying that the Fang family's 3,000 acres of rice fields are facing drought, and there are no more poems and articles praying for rain, and the children of the Wentang in the inner courtyard are all in retreat and cultivation to cope with the big assessment of the spring in the coming year, so three people were selected from the Wentang of the outer courtyard, Lin Yu is me...... Hand-picked by the master. ”

Zhao Shilao's face was slightly red, and he almost threw the pot on himself, and suddenly felt that it was too thrilling.

"Prayer for rain poetry article?"

Lin Yu raised his eyebrows, he had been in the Fang family for so long, he naturally knew that talent had a lot of wonderful uses, let alone praying for rain.

However, it is necessary to pray for rain poems and articles, so that the talent can lead to the rain clouds of the nine days and rain and dew.

If you are faced with waterlogging, you can use poetry and articles to clear the clouds and mist and reappear the sun.

It is precisely with the existence of literati and talents that natural disasters rarely occur in this sacred literature continent, and even if they do, there will be literati to deal with them.

Zhao Shi nodded and said: "That's right, you have written a few pretty good poems one after another, and your talent is estimated to be exhausted, read more books, and by the way, learn more about the old man's talent and mental method, and strive to write poems praying for rain." ”

"Disciples try to ...... as much as possible"

Lin Yu had no choice but to nod and pray for rain poems, but he remembered a few poems related to rain and dew.

But whether it can rain or not depends on the operation on the ground.

(End of chapter)