Lin Yu had a deep expression, and the person in charge of the Treasure Pavilion surnamed Qin was waiting with a smile on his face.

To be able to serve as the person in charge of the Treasure Pavilion, there must be absolute excellence, and being able to look at people is only the most basic.

Since he told Lin Yu about his 'talent and supernatural powers', he was sure that Lin Yu's identity was enough to step into the inner circle of the Treasure Pavilion.

The group of literati just now each made generous moves, which one was not a well-off master, but he treated Lin Yu as if he had seen a great person.

"I'm afraid my identity can't meet the requirements of the Treasure Pavilion......" Lin Yu touched his chin.

"Childe said and laughed......" The person in charge surnamed Qin smiled.

"I'm a son-in-law. ”

Lin Yu looked at the person in charge surnamed Qin, also to see if the identity of his son-in-law would be blocked.

"Ah......h

The boss surnamed Qin, whose mouth was open, froze in place, and stammered: "Need...... Son-in-law?"

The son-in-law has no human rights, and no matter how rich the family is, it has nothing to do with him, but when did the son-in-law become so respected by the literati?

Lin Yu nodded, with a wry smile on his face, it seems that the identity of a son-in-law is not good in any world.

But the person in charge surnamed Qin obviously didn't believe in Lin Yu's identity as a son-in-law. To be honest, which son-in-law has the courage to enter the Treasure Pavilion and even ask about the genius directly?

"Childe, don't be joking, how can a person like Childe be a son-in-law, Qin will go up and let him know. ”

The person in charge surnamed Qin insisted on his opinion, thinking that Lin Yu was joking with him, and he kicked upstairs as he spoke.

"Am I so dislike my son-in-law?"

Lin Yu muttered in a low voice, unlike a son-in-law, it's a good thing, at least you don't have to be poked in the back of your back.

But he is the son-in-law of Fangfu, this is an established fact, unless he goes to the yamen to open another household registration and remove his name from the household registration in Fangfu.

But if she does this, I'm afraid that even if Fang Qingxue doesn't hate her, her father-in-law Fang Rusong will probably cut him with a knife.

From Fang Rusong's fear that he had lost Fang Qingxue, and went to Wanxianglou to arrest prostitutes in the middle of the night, it can be seen that his father-in-law is full of 'love' for him.

Lin Yu's cold body shook, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps, Lin Yu was also helpless to have such a father-in-law who cared more about him than his daughter.

However, Lin Yu had already thought about it, and when he became a Wendao monk in the future, the first thing he would do was to return to the Lin Mansion and take back what belonged to him, and by the way, write Fang Qingxue's name into the Lin family's genealogy.

When the time comes, the identity of the monk Wendao will be revealed, and even if the father-in-law does not agree, there will be no place for him to speak.

"Childe, I've already reported to the top, you can go up and learn about this talent. ”

At this moment, the person in charge of the Treasure Pavilion walked down from the third floor with a pleasant smile on his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

Lin Yu clasped his fists and saluted, the person in charge surnamed Qin was in his forties, and there was nothing inappropriate to call Mr.

Moreover, it seems that the person in charge surnamed Qin is very satisfied with this title, and he invited Lin Yu very politely.

......

As soon as Lin Yu ascended to the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion on the front foot, several sons went upstairs on the back foot.

If Lin Yu was still on the second floor, he must have been deeply impressed by these sons, who were the rich sons who gambled in the chess hall before.

The son surnamed Zhu, who was the leader, was obviously not in a good mood, and everyone felt as if he owed him tens of thousands of taels of silver.

"Childe, are you back?"

When the person in charge surnamed Qin saw Zhu Gongzi, he was full of excitement, and hurriedly bowed down to greet him.

"Hmm!"

Zhu Gongzi was arrogant, and then seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the person in charge surnamed Qin with a smile on his face, and said, "Qin Qi, Lao Jiang just sent you a year's bounty, right?"

Qin Qi was flustered by Zhu Gongzi's eyes, nodded and said, "Yes......"

Syllable!

Zhu Gongzi patted Qin Qi's shoulder with his right hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger back and forth on his left hand, and said with a smile: "Borrow four or five thousand taels for this son's flowers, and return it to you." ”

"Ahh

The corners of Qin Qi's mouth twitched, and his face was more ugly than swallowing fly feces.

"Ahh

Zhu Gongzi's face suddenly became gloomy, and several sons beside him patted their foreheads in distress.

Qin Qi didn't think about it, and said: "The master treats me like a mountain, and in this life, I am willing to die with all my might, and then I am ......."

"It's good to know, you see that Ben Gongzi didn't let you die, so I borrowed some money to save the emergency, if you refuse, Ben Gongzi will be cold......"

Zhu Gongzi looked like you were doing it.

Qin Qi's eyelids jumped wildly, nodded with difficulty, and said, "I'll send it to Gongzi later......"

At the moment, his face was extremely ugly, but he still had to show a flattered expression.

Laughing is worse than crying.

The silver that Zhu Gongzi borrowed, if he could get it back, cut off his head and give it to Zhu Gongzi as a ball to kick.

Zhu Gongzi patted Qin Qi's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "The Zhu family will not treat you badly. ”

"Xie Gongzi cultivates!"

Qin Qi bowed and said, tears rolling in his eyes.

But who made him unlucky, he met Zhu Haoran, a little ancestor, at this time, especially when Zhu Haoran was strapped for money, he simply fell into blood mold for eight lifetimes.

Zhu Haoran is the future helmsman of the Treasure Pavilion, he is just a loyal servant who works hard for the old Zhu family, the little ancestor wants to borrow money, does he dare to say no?

......

Lin Yu entered the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion, and the burgundy curtain opened, and a girl in a short skirt led Lin Yu into the hall with a professional smile.

Through the slightly dimly lit passageway, at the end of which is an empty hall, where many young literati gather together to talk, as if discussing the affairs of their family and country, and their eyes burst out from time to time.

"Childe entered the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion for the first time?"

The girl who was leading the way beside her blinked her big beautiful eyes and stared at Lin Yu with affection.

If it weren't for Lin Yu's strong determination, maybe he would have the urge to fly with this female double.

"Well, for the first time!" Lin Yu nodded.

"That boy is really powerful, the people who can enter the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion are the top talents in the county, and they are also the monks who are most expected to step into the threshold of the Heavenly Dao and become the respected monk of all people. ”

The eyes of the girl in the short skirt burst into a divine light, innocent, not like a welcome lady who received literati, but more like a young lady next door.

Lin Yu's eyes fell on the gathered literati, his expression was suddenly moved, his eyes narrowed slightly, what the girl in the short skirt said was right, these literati are the real literary geniuses.

Because Lin Yu discovered that the once short-lived 'hopeful' ability has now reappeared.

The literati in the hall, the oldest seemed to be no more than thirty years old, and the youngest was even about the same age as Lin Yu, and above their heads, there was a pillar of talent soaring to the sky at this moment.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, seven kinds of talent. And these literary geniuses are almost all yellow air columns.

Third-class talent, you can win the realm of Wendao monks.

Only these literati can be regarded as the real pride of the sky.

(End of chapter)