"Mark down and meet the Commander!"

The Jinyi Weili who came in was the one under the command of Captain Zuo Qingran, and he finally arrived at the Jinyi Weiwei as soon as possible without stopping.

Jinyi Weilishi's body was soaked with sweat, and he knelt on the ground at the moment, under tremendous pressure, and he didn't dare to come out. The big man in front of him is the top boss of Jinyiwei, commanding Wu Yabin.

"Okay, how can you find out who is suspected to be His Royal Highness the Prince?" Wu Yabin said with a straight face.

"I followed the captain of the school, went to Wuling County, Taiwuhang Province to investigate the household registration, and when I passed through Mayang County, I saw a poetry exchange conference that was seen by a literati, and I was fortunate to see the poetry of the vision of heaven and earth...... Unexpectedly, the captain ripped off the soldier's pants and saw three red moles side by side. ”

Jinyi Weilishi elaborated in great detail, and the commander Wu Yabin also knew the ins and outs of the matter, and everything turned out to be a coincidence.

"God open my eyes, things are going so smoothly......"

The commander surprised Wu Yabin, everything can be said to be a coincidence to the extreme, a little unexpected, the captain of the brocade guard couldn't take off the pants of His Royal Highness the Prince, it seems that the captain's luck is not ordinarily good.

"What's your captain's name?" Wu Yabin asked.

"Zuo Qingran!"

The brocade-clothed guard was ecstatic in his heart, knowing that the official fortune of the captain had arrived.

"Very well, you can step down and receive the reward...... the commander nodded, remembering this lucky Jinyi Guard captain.

"Thank you, sir!"

Lux looked happy and retreated.

After the commander waved away the brocade-clothed guard, he shouted directly outside the door: "Someone!"

A brocade-clothed guard Qianhu quickly came in outside the door, bowed down and hugged his fists and said, "My lord!"

"Remember this name, Lin Yu of Wuling County, within two days, Ben Shuai will ask for all the information of this person. Commander Wu Yabin said.

"Yes, sir!"

The Jinyi Guard Qianhu received the order and quickly retreated, and at the same time arranged for the Jinyi Guard under his command to convey orders one after another.

In the hall, the commander Wu Yabin muttered in a low voice: "Will he be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" At the age of sixteen, he has written poems and essays with a vision of talent, and his talent is really very similar to that of His Majesty when he was young......

Anyway, Wu Yabin subconsciously also thinks that Lin Yu, who made talented and visionary poems, is what His Majesty is looking for, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who has fallen into exile.

"It's not good, Your Highness has made such poems, which will inevitably move the entire Taiwu Province, not to mention that the academy is eyeing and being remembered by people with a heart, it is inevitable that there will be danger to your life. ”

The commander made Wu Yabin startled, and then ordered to go down and go to Taiwu Province to confirm in person.

As a result, the 5,000 Jinyi guards who had originally gathered in a certain county quickly shifted their camp and rushed to Wuling County, Taiwuxing Province.

A drama to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Great Xia is about to be staged in Wuling County, a remote place in Great Xia.

......

Lin Yu, as the person concerned, still doesn't know anything about it, he has not been bored enough to take a shower to see if there is a red mole on his buttocks.

He is lying on the bed in the room of the Mayang County Restaurant at the moment, and he is dreaming of his strong man.

In the dream, he incarnated as a powerful man who could go to heaven and earth, crisscrossing the Shengwen Continent, hugging left and right, three wives and four concubines, his original wife Fang Qingxue pinched his leg on the side, and Jiang Linger beat him on the back.

There were also a few women whose faces were really hard to see, and they were dancing the pole dancing he taught, fiddling with their devilish figures.

The strange thing is that the beauty of the academy who shared the bed with him last night seems to be one of the women dancing with a pole.

However, this kind of beautiful dream has not been enough, and the beauty of the academy in the dream, holding the steel pipe, smiling and laughing, suddenly smashed into his head.

"Crazy woman!"

Lin Yu shouted, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was relieved after finding out that it was a dream. Thinking of the picture in the dream, his face was still unfinished, and after feeling the strange feeling coming from his lower body, his face suddenly flushed slightly......

It's clear that the dream is gone.

Sensing that the sunlight shining in from the window was a little dazzling, Lin Yu trembled, and the third paragraph of the poetry conference was a talent exchange, and if he didn't move over, he was obviously going to miss it.

Lin Yu immediately finished washing, changed into a light blue Confucian shirt, bit the meat bun bought from the bun shop in his mouth, rented a sturdy horse, and galloped away in the direction of the Library.

"Even the works of the poet immortal Li Bai have been taken out, if I can't get the first prize, it is estimated that Li Bai's predecessors will jump out and strangle me......"

It is naturally impossible for Shixian Li Bai to strangle him, but his father-in-law knows about it, and it is very possible.

made a poem with a vision of talent, but he couldn't get the leader, I am afraid that the literati of Wuling County will drown him with saliva.

The talent link is just to add some condiments, as long as you are not absent, you can take home the first place, and by the way, you can also win the prize of the conference.

This year's poetry exchange conference is destined to be less exciting than in the past, after all, there are only 12 people who have passed the first hurdle.

If it weren't for the appearance of a talented poem, it would have been the worst exchange meeting ever.

At this moment, on the platform at the foot of the Wenge Mountain, the third level of martial arts is in full swing.

The theme of this exchange conference is civil and military fighting, and this last link is naturally martial arts.

Martial arts, a word that is not far from literati, is also closely related to everyone.

Martial arts are not violence, nor are they killing, he is actually no different from Wen Dao, they are both ways to pursue the truth of the Dao.

The only difference is that martial arts practice with martial arts, stop fighting with martial arts, and calm down conflicts, while Wendao cultivates with talent and resonates with heaven and earth.

But whether it is a matter of writing or martial arts, in solving problems, the way is usually the same, that is, if you can do it, try not to speak.

However, the literati below the Wendao monk are definitely not as strong as the warriors who use their talents to boil their bodies.

But after becoming a monk of Wendao and cultivating his talents, martial artists are more chicken, but there are always some ghosts in this world, who can show more powerful power by combining talents and martial arts.

But this kind of person is almost extinct, after all, the realm of Wendao monks has blocked most people from the door, not to mention the martial artists who have become Wendao monks.

Lin Yu was fortunate to be under the guidance of the old dean in his previous life, and he was a qualified successor of the inner family boxing.

Talent is condensed in the dantian qi mansion, which is no different from the qigong in the previous life, but in this world, talent needs to be absorbed by the talent qi heart method, and qigong relies on the accumulation of practice.

Therefore, in this world, if Neijiaquan wants to shine, it is inseparable from the talent in the dantian qi mansion.

It just so happens that what Lin Yu lacks most is talent.

Moreover, after coming to Great Xia for so long, Lin Yu has also figured out one thing, everyone calls themselves literati, and they are also talking in their mouths, but they still have great violent tendencies hidden in their bones.

What is the purpose of the literati squeezing their heads and delusionally wanting to become a Wendao monk? It is not for the sake of cultivating talents.

What are you doing with great talent? It must be used to suppress the little ones. If you don't agree with each other, this is the true face of literati.

Sven has always been just an illusion.

(End of chapter)