Leaving Jiangnan Sect and Zhao Feng drove towards the south of Yunzhou, and after two days, they arrived at Lingge City in the south of Yunzhou. The carriage entered the city and found an inn to stay.

"Young Master, why did you come to Lingge City?" asked parting boredly in the room.

"Do you know whose hands are the biggest auction in Yunzhou?" Zhao Feng asked with a smile.

"Isn't it the merchant!" said weakly, but then said a little excitedly, "Could it be that young master, you are going to do something to the merchant?"

Zhao Feng nodded, and muttered to himself, "If you don't get rid of the merchant first, even if you do it covertly, the merchant will find out."

"But young master, how do you get rid of the merchant's eyes and ears in Yunzhou," parting asked suspiciously.

"Come here," Zhao Feng called the parting to his side, whispered in the parting ear, and the smile on the parting face slowly appeared, and then said, "I know, young master"

"Well, you go, don't be discovered," Zhao Feng said, nodded parting and left the room.

Zhao Feng saw that it was still early outside, so he also went out for a walk, because there were still more than ten days before the autumn exam, and students from all over the country were not in a hurry. At this time, on the road, Zhao Feng could see countless young people in the style of countless students, talking about the emperor's attention to this Yunzhou autumn examination, Zhao Feng just sighed softly, and said in his heart: "Maybe you won't think like this on the day of the autumn exam."

Zhao Feng inquired about the place where students often gather here, said "thank you", and walked to the poetry and painting building.

Poetry and painting building, established in the era of Gaozong of the Great Song Dynasty, now has an unknown history, whether it is the children of the family or the rich children and students in the city, they will come to the poetry and painting building to meet friends with poetry and painting, and make friends with people who are known for their literary talents, because now if the relationship is good, if this person enters the Nine Courtyards, then he will be honored as a friend.

"This son, please show me the invitation" Zhao Feng was just about to enter the poetry and painting building when he was stopped by the entertainer.

Zhao Feng shook his head and said that he didn't. The hostess said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry for this son, today is a party held by the eldest prince of the merchant for the little painting saint, and you can't enter without an invitation."

As soon as the receptionist spoke, he heard a voice from behind: "Why are you bullying people here again?"

"Oh, how can Yun Gongzi bully people, it's this son who doesn't have an invitation," the person who entertained him was just about to lose his temper, and when he saw a young man in a fancy costume surrounded by several other white-shirted teenagers, he immediately recognized that this was the thirteenth prince of the Yun family, who was in Lingge, and said flatteringly.

"This, how about going in if you don't dislike it," said the Yun family prince to Zhao Feng

"That's disturbing below" Zhao Feng also saluted politely, and entered the poetry and painting building with the son of the Yun family

Poetry and Painting Road covers an area of several vast buildings, divided into three floors, the first floor should be where ordinary students sit, while the second floor is for the children of rich families, and the third floor is the private room of the sons of the family. On the platform in the center of the Poetry and Painting Building, several small paintings have been placed.

Zhao Feng, who was following behind the prince of the Yun family, said in his heart, "Even the disciples who painted the holy mountains were born, and the Tianjiao of other holy lands were also born."

"This brother, Yun Quanhui, the thirteenth son of the Xia Yun family, I don't know my brother's surname" Yun Quanhui's voice interrupted Zhao Feng's train of thought.

"It's abrupt, it's Wang Xiaofeng," Zhao Feng didn't use Zhao Feng, but used a fake name, after all, the surname Zhao is the sex of the heavenly family, if you say it, it is not difficult to guess your identity with the mind of the thirteenth son of the Yun family.

"Oh, Brother Wang" Yun Quanhui replied and then entered his own private room on the third floor, and the private room on the third floor could be seen very well to see the central platform and the other private rooms on the third floor. Zhao Feng noticed that there were already people in the other private rooms, so he thought, it seems that they are the four great families and the intermediate families in Lingge City.

At this time, the thirteenth prince of the Yun family saluted to another private room from afar, and then beckoned some students around him to sit down with Zhao Feng.

"Brother Wang, these are the students of this autumn exam, Brother Zhang, Brother Hu. Brother Jia," Yun Quanhui said to Zhao Feng beside him after sitting down. Zhao Feng saluted everyone with a smile and said, "I'm sorry to disturb the Thirteenth Prince and you." ”

The three students replied, "It should be said that we disturbed the Thirteenth Prince."

Yun Quanhui just smiled, and then asked Zhao Feng, "Look at Brother Wang, it seems that he is not a student of this autumn exam, and he is not like a native of Yunzhou."

"The thirteenth son, in the next is the Lin'an clan of Zhongzhou, I have heard that the mountains of Yunzhou are more beautiful, so I came to Yunzhou to play," Zhao Feng replied

Yun Quanhui and the three students were stunned when they heard Zhao Feng's self-introduction: "The people of the capital, and looking at the clothes, they should be the children of the adult family in the nine courtyards in the capital." "What the three students think in their hearts must have a good relationship with Zhao Feng, if they are in high school, they can at least rely on the power of this Wang brother's family to arrange a good position, and Yun Quanhui's thoughts are different from the three students" The news from the head of the family, King Feng recently came to Yunzhou, asking us to pay more attention to the people in the capital and not to conflict. ”

At this time, Zhao Feng didn't care about the thoughts in the hearts of the thirteen sons of the Yun family and the three students, but looked at the other private room and said in his heart, "There are children of the sect, and they should be the children of the other three sects." Unexpectedly, the Yunzhou family had already been scared to this extent. ”

"Brother Wang, you came at the right time this time, the disciple of Painting Saint Luo Min, Xiao Painting Saint Zhou Xuan, happened to pass by Lingge City," Yun Quanhui said

"Oh, could it be the little painting saint who is said to have a face that captivates the country and the city, and smiles at the heroes of the world and bends their waists" Zhao Feng said curiously, although he has not seen the person who is a small painting saint, but he is still very famous among cultivators.

"Haha, that's right!. The Ethereal Fairy of the Ethereal Pavilion, the Little Painting Saint of the Holy Mountain, and the Qingtian Divine Sect are recognized as the three beauties of the cultivation world," the thirteenth prince of the Yun family said with a smile.

"Thinking of ordinary people like us, it is as unreal as a dream to be lucky enough to be able to meet the little painting saint," the three students sighed

Zhao Feng just smiled and didn't speak, after all, among the three of them, he had only seen Xiao Qing's face, and the other two had just heard about it, and they were also a little looking forward to this little painting saint

At this time, on the rooftop in the center, a person had already walked up to the rooftop, looked around, and said loudly: "Welcome to the Poetry and Painting Building, this time I have the honor to paint a small painting of the Holy Mountain, and the Holy Saint passed through the city of Lingge, and was invited by the Shang Gongzi to meet friends in the Poetry and Painting Building."

When the people in the poetry and painting building heard the words of the man on the rooftop, the people who had been talking to each other fell silent.

"Let's invite the merchant and the little painting saint first," the man said after seeing that everyone was quiet.

At this time, Zhao Feng also followed the person's gesture and looked at the place where the merchant son and the little painting saint were. The merchant's son is not handsome in a white shirt, and the folding fan in his hand supports the momentum that the son of the family should have. And the little painting saint on the side couldn't see clearly because he covered his face with a veil.

"Thank you for participating in this painting meeting, and I have just asked the little painter to put corresponding verses on these paintings in the evening. You can talk about poetry and painting with small paintings in the mountain treasure building. After the merchant finished speaking, he invited Xiao Huasheng into his private room on the third floor

"You are all students of the Great Song Dynasty and the talents of the future pillars of the Great Song Dynasty, and the poems you make are given to the waiters around you, and the little painting saint personally commented. Before the sunset, the small painting saint will give the name, and then the result will be announced by himself, "The man spoke and left the central rooftop."

There is also a session in the evening, around half past eleven. I don't have a manuscript saved, so every time I finish writing, I have to look at the quality repeatedly, and if there are mistakes in the book, please point them out in the book review