This person's name is Zhou Tong, originally a poetry genius in the ancient country of Nanyang, because he was excluded by the people in the clan, went to Dacang, just entered the country, he was favored by the people of Dingnan Hou Mansion, and was accepted as one of the seventy-two masters, Lin Su once wrote "Last Night", which was from his hand, only because he traveled far away from home, missed his wife at home, and thought deeply, in order to achieve the peerless poetry......

On the same day, Dingnanhou promised him that as long as he wrote a peerless poem, he would let him go home, but he didn't expect that Dingnanhou's heart of the tiger and wolf, after squeezing out all their literary value, he was poisoned, and his seventy-one companions died tragically on the border.

A few days ago, he came to the capital and complained to the Ministry of War, he did not know that the Hou of Dingnan had already been decapitated by His Majesty......

The whole building was blown up.

Zhao Yuanxiong shouted angrily: Such a brutal and inferior act, how can it be done by people, Dingnanhou is not worthy of being a man!

Lu Yujing was also furious, he thought that although the Lin family was unbearable, it had merit after all, but now it seems that it is useless, a thief!

For a while, the crowd was excited, and everyone pointed the finger at Lin Su and criticized, some criticized the work of the Dingnan Hou Mansion, and some criticized the literary thief, and the atmosphere gradually reached a climax.

Qu Jin's face turned white for a while, and finally spoke: "Although the Qu Lin family is in-law, they don't know much about it after all, if it's really as Brother Zhang said...... The Qu family will never be with him......"

When he opened his mouth, the lethality was even greater.

He is related to the Lin family, and even the relatives of the Lin family can't look at it, which shows how unbearable Lin Su is......

Two people watched from the sidelines.

One is Qiu Zixiu, and the other is Zhang Haoran.

Qiu Zixiu may be like this by nature and doesn't like to go along with anyone or anything, but Zhang Haoran is purely unbelieving!

You say that he is a literary thief, and his style of writing is indeed changeable, but just yesterday, Lin Su wrote a colorful poem in the Green Willow Villa, the white clouds fly on the top of Jiugong Mountain, the emperor rides the wind under the cuiwei, a thousand tears on a branch of spotted bamboo, and a hundred flowers and thousands of heavy clothes in the red glow...... Who has been to Jiugong Mountain in the seventy-two masters? Who had ever heard of the immortal shadow of his great-grandfather when he attained enlightenment? Who has ever seen a spotted bamboo? Who has ever seen the autumn leaves of bamboo?

Yesterday he was able to touch the scene and write into a colorful one, who can guarantee that he couldn't before?

If he lights up his poems from yesterday, he will probably be able to bring a wave of rhythm, but before leaving, his grandfather specially instructed him to listen more and talk less, and never stand in line blindly.

Yawen Library

Zhang Haoran didn't speak, and watched coldly.

Just when the atmosphere was getting hotter, a shout suddenly came from below: Lin Sulin Gongzi has arrived!

The Star Picking Tower was suddenly quiet.

The main owner of the frenzy has arrived.

Zhao Yuanxiong Huo Ran turned around, today's meeting, he regarded himself as the protagonist, because he was the Yuan Gong of the Beijing Mansion.

The capital will test the yuan, which is above the state capital.

Wang Chengcheng's face on the stage slowly unfolded, once again revealing the unique high posture of Wendao Confucianism, when Lin Su was mentioned just now, the black lines on his face flowed, because Lin Su had already offended him, but as a Wendao Confucian, he must not be without a little bearing, he forced himself to calm down.

Zhang Haoran stared at the staircase, his face was unprecedentedly serious.

He sensitively felt that today's game of chess, those people have been very carefully arranged, extraordinary, maybe it will be the biggest challenge for him to set foot in the capital, can he cope with it?

Inside the curtain, the three women glanced at each other, and they all saw something strange in each other's eyes.

Xie Xiaoyan's face was slightly red, she was excited in her heart, and finally she was able to see the young man who wrote "The clothes and belts are gradually widened and I will not regret it, and I will be haggard for Yi", when Lin Su had not set foot on the land of the capital, the "Spring Sorrow" that he wrote to his Qinglou companions when he said goodbye to Haining had already entered the capital one step ahead of him, and as soon as he arrived in the capital, he conquered all the Qinglou girls with his graceful style, including this peerless Oiran, from that moment on, she wanted to see this legendary figure.

Lu Youwei, on the other hand, was nervous. She originally hoped to be able to see him, in order to see him, she tidied up her clothes last night, and got up at dawn today, but now, she didn't want him to appear, because she knew that a group of people had set a trap and were eyeing him, including her brother Lu Yujing, she secretly sent a note to her brother, hoping that her brother would not participate, but her brother ignored her, what could she do?

Only Bi Xuanji, nothing unusual, but her eyes are brighter, this strange thing is the biggest anomaly in the eyes of the two best friends, everyone knows that Bi Xuanji is the most calm, the capital has always been recognized, ever-changing Xie Xiaoyan, immobile as a mountain Bi Xuanji, weak willow to help the wind Lu Youwei. It is the truest portrayal of these three people.

The footsteps are closer, closer, a person comes up from the stairs, the eyes of the three girls are bright, and the style is boundless!

Lin Su, who is preached by the people of the capital, often focuses on his literary style, and few people mention his style, but when they see it today, everyone suddenly finds that this literary legend, in terms of appearance alone, is also peerless.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, handsome and handsome.

His figure is neither fat nor thin, with the unique aura of a martial artist.

What is even more addictive is his eyes, his eyes are as bright as autumn water, but with a clear breeze and a moon that is not concerned at all.

Lin Su's eyes turned, swept over the faces of the people in the building, nodded slightly at Qu Jin, and then landed on Zhang Haoran's face, strolled past, and came to Zhang Haoran's side: "Brother Zhang, when did you arrive?" ”

Zhang Haoran showed a wry smile on his face: "Brother Lin, please take a seat!" ”

Avoiding answering his questions, you're too embarrassed to ask when someone arrived? Didn't you see that the adult Confucian on the stage was a little blue-skinned? He lectures, and you avoid it, which is a slap in the face for Confucianism!

Lin Su walked to Zhang Haoran's side, about to sit down, and suddenly, a person appeared in front of him: "This is Lin Su Lin's son?" ”

Lin Su looked at the boy in front of him and smiled slightly: "Exactly, Your Excellency is ......"

"I'm Chenzhou Huiyuan Zuo Chunlang!"

"Luckily!" Lin Su bowed his hand lightly and sat down.

He sat down, but Zuo Chunlang didn't leave, staring at him coldly, the whole audience stared at him, Lin Su raised his eyes, quite surprised.

Zuo Chunlang said coldly: "Your Excellency really dares to sit? ”

Lin Su said: "Why don't you dare? ”

Zuo Chunlang said: "Above the fifth floor of the Star Picking Tower, there are all literary geniuses, literary thieves who deceive the world and steal their reputation, dare to sit down?" How dare you sit? ”

Lin Su's face sank suddenly: "Why did Brother Zuo say this?" ”

"Why? Ha ha...... You probably don't know yet, do you? Brother Zhang Hong and Brother Zhang have just revealed a secret case of the Ministry of War, involving the seventy-two masters of the former Dingnan Hou Mansion, and the poems you wrote before were all written by your masters......"

He repeated what Zhang Hong said just now, and the atmosphere in the building was weird.

Lin Su's gaze passed through Zuo Chunlang in front of him, and slowly moved to Zhang Hong's face, he may not know others, but Zhang Hong, he knows it, because this is the person he wants to target, and he has already studied it in all directions.

Zhang Hong faced his gaze indifferently.

"This is Zhang Hong, right?" Lin Su raised his fingers and pointed at Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hong stepped out and came to him.

Lin Su arched his hands: "Zhang Gongzi, it's disrespectful, I really didn't expect that Zhang Gongzi would be able to design such a story, seventy-two masters, poisoned seventy-one, and only one was left, not bad!" Pretty smart! If all seventy-two are dead, others won't believe it, and leaving one will have suspense and storytelling, right? ”

Zhang Hongdao: "This is called the way of heaven, the retribution is unpleasant, the marquis of Dingnan has done a lot of evil, and he has his own warning ...... of heaven."

"Let's put the slogan on the go...... Can you get that poor survivor to come over and face him in person? Lin Su interrupted him.

"I already knew that you didn't shed tears when you didn't see the coffin, come here, take Zhou Tong!"

The people all over the building were shocked, is there really a Zhou Tong? What Zhang Hong said is all true?

In a moment, two red flag guards with a pale face of the middle-aged scribe up to the fifth floor, as soon as this person arrived, he knelt down to the head, and sharply complained about the inhuman treatment of the prisoners that day, Dingnan Hou personally went to the secret room, and strictly ordered each of them to write a poem a month, if he couldn't write it, the soldiers' swords and sticks intersected, he lifted his clothes, revealing shocking Taoist scars, and everyone couldn't bear to look at them directly......

As soon as he heard that Dingnanhou's son was at the scene, that person's eyes were bloodshot, and he desperately threw himself at Lin Su's side, wanting to eat Lin Su's flesh and drink his blood, and his anger and hatred were moving.

The two Red Banner guards held him so that he could not get close, and the man could not break free, crying, crying about what happened to him, crying about his companions, crying about his distant wife......

Everyone's angry eyes all turned to Lin Su, Lin Su slowly drank the wine in the toast, and slowly stood up: "This gentleman, can you ask a few questions?" ”

"I can't wait to eat your flesh raw......"

"I know, I know!" Lin Su said: "Before eating my flesh, you straightened out some details so that I can be more indisputable as a thief, isn't it just what you want?" ”

Everyone was slightly surprised, this is also, with the evidence in front of them, he can basically be identified as a thief, but after all, it is not ten percent of ironclad evidence, if the details can be perfected, and he will be nailed to death, wouldn't it be better?

Lin Su asked the first question: "You said that if you can't write poetry, you will be intersected by soldiers' swords and sticks, and the scars on your body are all made by soldiers with knives and sticks?" ”

"Exactly! Who would have thought that the famous Dingnan Hou would be so ruthless to us literati who are powerless? Zhou Tong had tears in his eyes again.

"When did you hit it?"

"Last February! It was before this traitor fell to the law. ”

Lin Su said: "Are you sure you are telling the truth?" ”

"Every day is a testament!"

"What a day!" Lin Su said coldly: "The person who taught you to say this, although he is a talent who makes up stories, he doesn't understand medicine at all, how about I tell you an iron fact?" …… The wound on your body was not formed in February last year, but only two months at most, but how did my father's grave crawl out of the ground and beat you into this shape two months ago, when it was already overgrown with grass? "Although Lin Su is not a medical professional, he is also a knowledgeable person, and some of the injuries on this person's body have not been completely closed, and they are by no means old injuries of more than a year, but definitely new injuries.

The building is full of surprise!

That's the details?

That person has scars all over his back, and the sight is shocking, and others are arousing anger, but he, through the scars, sees something deeper? Decide on a specific time?

Zhou Tong yelled: "You are untrustworthy, why are you ......?"

"To determine this, it is easy, just find a person to test."

A clear voice came, but it was Zhang Haoran.

A voice suddenly came from outside the window: "Maybe some people will talk nonsense with their eyes open, let me verify it!" ”

In the silence, there was suddenly one more person on the fifth floor, this person appeared, like a room full of flowers, it was Zhang Yiyu, Zhang Yiyu's hands together, tearing the ground, the clothes on Zhou Tong's back were torn, revealing a back with countless scars, Zhang Yiyu's hands together, a whip hit Zhou Tong's back, and the skin was open.

Zhou Tong screamed loudly, Zhang Yiyu waved his hand lightly, and Zhou Tong was restrained in place, unable to move or scream.

"This is the secret medicine of the Bishui Narcissus Sect, the effect is a hundred times better than the ordinary medicine, a medicine is sprinkled, it is equivalent to the treatment effect of the ordinary gold medicine for two months, let's wait and see the changes in this scar."

After the medicine went down, the bloody wound changed, and soon the bleeding was stopped, and it changed again, and the wound was shaped after about half a cup of hot tea.

When everyone saw it, they were shocked, the wound that Zhang Yiyu hit with the whip was exactly the same as the old wound on his back.

"Verified, Lin Gongzi is right! The back injury is only two months, and this person is lying! Zhang Yiyu waved his hand lightly and lifted Zhou Tong's prohibition, and Zhou Tong trembled under everyone's suspicious gaze.

There was an uproar all over the building.

Zhang Hong sighed softly: "After this person escaped from captivity, he went all the way to the capital, during which he encountered many robbers, and it is normal for him to have some new injuries on his body...... Zhou Tong, although Fairy Zhang is tired of you and adds new injuries, it is also to verify the facts, and she also gives you elixir, so you must not resent her. ”

Zhou Tong thanked Zhang Yiyu: "I don't dare to resent Fairy Zhang, I only hate the Lin family's literary thief, my "Last Night" was stolen by him, and I won't be blind!" ”

Lin Su smiled: ""Last Night" was written by you? ”

Zhou Tong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "I didn't expect it, right? You took "Last Night" to pass the township test, but today you bumped into me, the main ......"

"Empty words! Zhou Tong, you will be able to convince the public by telling the story of the creation of "Last Night"! Zhang Hongdao.

Zhao Yuanxiong said: "Exactly! How can a colorful poem be formed without relevant experiences, experiences and thoughts? Can you steal poetry, can you steal other people's experiences? ”

Zhou Tong started to speak, his family lived in Xiuyi Town, the ancient country of Nanyang, his family was originally a solid family, there was a painting hall and a Guitang at home, after he left home, he missed his deceased wife......

This speech was colorful, meticulous, and everyone was moved.