The king of Zhenbei took a long breath: "The Hejian royal palace values the little girl, this king is deeply grateful, the Da Canglin family, not far away, this king is also grateful, both sides are the family of the Holy Dao, the two handsome men are good choices for fast sons-in-law, and this king is really in a dilemma. This proposal of the word sect ...... Elder Mu and Lin Gongzi, what do you think?"

His remarks are the standard answer of the master, and there is no bias.

But Hongye, who was hiding under the window, was shocked.

Because she sensitively captures a turning point that is almost impossible to happen.

That is, the father finally looks at the Lin family!

Putting the Lin family and the Hejian Mansion together is to look at the Lin family!

In the past, it would never be like this, in the past, my father hated the Lin family very much! Lin Su had quietly changed a lot by himself just now.

And Hongye's heart suddenly rose a trace of excitement, she could finally see the real Wendao strength of the person in front of her, in the early stage, Lin Su's new song "Tianjing Sha. Autumn" and a three-hundred-word essay made her have a great interest in Lin Su, and she was eager to know if he could create a legend of literature and Taoism again.

Lin Su smiled and said: "If it was the past, students would definitely not dare to meet friends with the top elders of the Holy Family of Poetry and the seniors with poems, and discuss the Tao with literature, but the word sect is good, the love scene is a good story, and the literary world is also a good story, since it is a good story, how dare the students sweep your interest? Let's talk to the elders and the seniors."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked......

Discuss the Tao with the elders and seniors?

The object of your "Dao" actually includes Elder Mu?

What Ci Zong proposed was the great Confucian and the prince in the Hejian Palace, and you, in a daze, actually encircled Elder Mu in a daze, who is Elder Mu? The top elder of the Poetic Saint Family, even if he is a generation of scholars of the Southern Chu Sect, may not be able to match it.

Elder Mu's eyes narrowed slightly: "The object of Lin Gongzi's argument, including the old man?"

Lin Su stood up and bowed, "Elder Mu is willing to teach, and the students naturally can't ask for it!"

"Presumptuous!" A voice came from the side, "What are you? You are also worthy of discussing with Elder Mu?"

This person is the prince of Hejian, he was scolded just now, he lost face, he has been honest for a long time, and he really can't help it at this moment.

Lin Su sighed softly: "The Holy Way is accessible, and those who reach it are the first, how sacred is it to discuss the Tao with literature? How can there always be stupid remarks about worthiness and unworthiness?"

"You ......" Shizi was furious.

Elder Mu's face sank suddenly: "The prince of the world, please rest down for a while!"

Forcibly pressed the Holy Son down, the Red Son looked around, but what he came into contact with was a few pairs of disappointed eyes, and everyone was really starting to be a little disappointed in him.

Playing majestic at every turn, without any rules, you can't learn from the person in front of you, this person is younger than you, calm, reasonable, well-founded and modest, this is called demeanor!

After Elder Mu controlled the scene, he said slowly, "How does Young Master Lin want to talk about it?"

Lin Su said, "How about talking about the Tao with poetry?"

Elder Mu was slightly startled, and said in poetry? His strongest is poetry, he actually chose his strongest point, could it be some conspiracy?

Elder Mu remained silent: "It's okay, but I don't know how Lin Gongzi plans to talk about poetry?"

Lin Su said: "There is a new method that is quite popular in the Dacang poetry circle, called "poetic solitaire", that is, someone writes a poem first, and the second person writes a poem with the poetry of the previous person. How about students and elders playing this poetic solitaire too?"

Poetic solitaire, this kind of play is interesting.

Compared with the regular writing of poems in the poetry world, it is much more difficult.

The core thing of a poem is poetry, and poetry is often not straightforward, there is no considerable literary background, and it may even be impossible to read the hidden poetry of the other party.

Of course, this method also has one of the biggest drawbacks, that is, the first person to write poetry takes too much advantage.

Elder Mu smiled faintly: "What Young Master Lin means, the old man understands, you have a wonderful poem, and you plan to give it to the old man."

The husband will see and learn, and then the old man will write another poem according to your poetry, and in this way evaluate the quality of your poems."

"No!" Lin Su said, "The elder writes a poem first, and the students continue to write a poem according to the elder's poetry."

What?

Everyone was shocked.

Elder Mu writes first?

Are you sure you're thinking about it?

Elder Mu is a person who has written colorful poems, if he writes the wonderful poems that he has written in the past but have not yet presented to the temple, can you write a poem on the spot better than the poem he has polished for a long time?

Elder Mu was also stunned, what he originally envisioned was that Lin Su would dig a pit for him, but he never expected that Lin Su would give him the opportunity to dig a pit, and he himself would become a person who "jumped into the pit"!

He let out a long sigh: "The old man has only seen the talent of the great cang's temperament today, so let's do it, the old man writes a poem, and you write another poem according to the old man's poetry, as long as your poem reaches the level of the old man's poetry, even if you win, the Hejian Palace, no longer mention the county lord's personal affairs!"

Make a gear for yourself!

What is a self-concession gear?

In other words, if the poem he writes is colorful, Lin Su only needs colorful to win him!

If his poems are colorful, Lin Su only needs golden light poems to win him!

Once he wins, the Hejian Mansion will withdraw from the county lord's personal affairs!

This is a heavy promise!

This kind of promise is not nine out of ten, Elder Mu will never say it, and now he has said it, because he is ten percent sure that he can win.

First he wrote the poem, and Lin Su continued the poem, he took too much advantage, even if he gambled with the word sect in front of him and offered the same downshift conditions, his winning side still accounted for eighty percent!

He did not despise Lin Su.

He was entrusted by the King of the River, and he had the aura of the top elder of the Poetic Saint Holy Family, and all of this did not allow him to despise his opponent.

Lin Su: "If I lose, I will immediately withdraw from the Zhenbei Palace, and from then on, the people of the Lin family will not enter Nanyang."

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

This is the end of the agreement!

There is no need to make an oath, opening your mouth is a renew contract!

The whole audience was nervous.

The most nervous thing is the koba hiding under the window.

She is a person in literature and Taoism, she is proficient in poetry, she knows how much of a lead Elder Mu has, even if Elder Mu seems to be high-spirited and self-defeating, but it still can't make up for the huge gap between the "problem solver" and the "problem solver".

Even if his poetry attainments are the same as Elder Mu's, even if he can be downgraded by one gear, his losses still account for eighty percent!

In case he loses, he's leaving, second sister...... What about the second sister?

Elder Mu held his hand together, a piece of gold paper came out, the treasure pen fell, and he began to write poems......

Three white lights!

Soon, the white light turned to silver!

Jier is full of gold!

Hongye clenched his chest tightly and yelled desperately, stop! Don't be brilliant, don't ......

As the most devoted lover of poetry, it was the first time that she was so eager that someone else's poem would collapse.

At this moment, the colorful light was permeated, and immediately after, the colorful light spread all over the Jingxian Pavilion!

The pavilion cheered, and the sound shook the world.

Outside the window, Hongye's body was weak, and she slid down against the wall, her mind was blank, only two big gray characters were circling: It's over!

Colorful poems!

His continued poems must be at least colorful, and they have to be written according to Elder Mu's poetry, a person may occasionally pick up good sentences and have the opportunity to achieve colorful poems, but on the scene, according to the poetry of others to write poems, how many people in the world can achieve colorful poems? Even the most top-level grandmasters may not be able to do it.

"Miss, why did you come out......" Koba's voice came from Apricot's ear, "Miss, why is your face so white?" Are you sick?"

In the Jingxian Pavilion, the cheers were still the same, Lin Su raised his eyes, and looked at a freshly baked poem by Elder Mu, the original holy light, the first holy light, everything was in accordance with the regulations, indicating that this poem was written by him, and

And it's the first time I've written it publicly - of course, whether or not I have a belly draft before is not in the test.

Poetry: "The sunset in Cangshan is an old mountain village, the crow breaks the tree and the roadside grave, the wind knocks on the firewood door and the suspicious guest arrives, and he likes to hold the withered cane and call the child's name."

Nanchu Jushi frowned, a colorful poem, but what he read was full of insidiousness!

What a bleak scene is the sunset in the old mountain village of Cangshan, the roadside grave where the crow breaks the tree and the roadside?

The wind blew the firewood door, and the old man inside held a dry cane, called his son's name, and ran over to see it happily, depicting what loneliness and longing?

Poetry is definitely good poetry, top poetry.

But when used here, it is definitely full of malice.

Why? How old are they? At the age of twenty, you let people write poems along your lonely and desolate artistic conception? Poetry is the voice of the heart, people of every age, the perception is different, a high-spirited young man, can not write lonely and desolate!

You are a top elder of the Holy Family, do you want to be ashamed of playing this trick with a hairy boy?

Elder Mu's eyes raised, as if smiling, "Young Master Lin, can you interpret the meaning of this?"

Lin Su sighed: "Naturally, you can solve it!"

"Then please!"

Lin Su raised his hand, and the golden paper came out......

The crowd was staring at the tip of his pen......

Hongye outside the window also broke free from Xing'er's embrace, his eyes widened, staring at the figure in the window, and the pen in his hand.

What kind of poems could he write?

Blessed by the poet, he writes colorful!

Poetic ......

She clasped her hands to her chest and prayed sincerely, apparently forgetting to ask a question, if Shisheng really blessed, would he bless his descendants or would he bless him as an outsider?

Lin Su raised his hand, the golden paper stood in the void, his pen fell, and five words appeared:

Tianjingsha. Autumn Thoughts......

Hongye's face outside the window suddenly turned red, oh my God, he was going to write that poem?

This word has been verified, it is colorful, yes!

But that's not right......

The poetry of this poem is not consistent with desolation, loneliness, and lovesickness, oh my God, wrong! Wrong!

Her heart was trembling, and she wanted to rush into Jingxian Pavilion......

Just as she was in a frenzy, the first line appeared......

"Withered vines and old trees, crows......

It's not the original one!

Hongye grabbed Apricot's shoulder violently, and Apricot cracked her mouth......

"Small Bridge and Flowing Water......

Nan Chu's face changed, at first it was a look that couldn't bear to look at it directly, but now this eye is wide open......

What is it? Words? What wordboard?

"The ancient road is a thin horse with a west wind, and the sun is setting in the west......

Elder Mu's heart jumped suddenly, and suddenly there was a feeling of fear, the portrayal of this scene was simply amazing, a painting alive, the theme of desolation and loneliness, in line with his poetic sense, there is only one thing that is lacking at present, that is, the pen of light: missing relatives! This little bit of clear pen is called poetic eye!

If you don't have a poetic eye, you can't get into the color......

The last sentence came out: "The heartbreaker is at the end of the world!"

Elder Mu's heart suddenly cooled......

The field was full of colorful light, and everyone was shocked, but if it was brilliant, it meant that Lin Su had won......

He actually won!

The colorful light in the field is like colorful like colorful, and it seems to be lingering undecided, and all the people in the Hejian Mansion are shouting in their hearts: quickly retreat from the color, don't enter the color, don't enter the color......

The colored light suddenly closed, the blue light filled the heaven and the earth, the green lotus bloomed in the wind, and a blue lotus light belt in the sky stretched for hundreds of miles......

The brains of the four great Confucians were blank.

There is no colored light, but there is green light, oh my God, I saw a ghost, and I saw a big-headed ghost......

"Legends!" Nanchu Jushi flicked up. z.br>

With a click, the wine glass in Elder Mu's hand was crushed.

Outside the window, Hongye Huoran turned his head and stared at Xing'er deadly, his mouth trembling slightly: "Inheritance?"

Xing'er shouted: "Heirloom words, Miss, it's heirloom words......

hugged Hongye and shook it violently.

The holy voice in the air came: "The word "Heavenly Pure Sand. Autumn Thoughts", withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses, the sunset, broken intestines are at the end of the world. The lyricist, Da Canglin Su!"

"Lin Su!" Elder Mu Huo Ran stood up: "Are you Lin Su?"

The name he called out at the moment was not only a name, but also a legend, he had written nearly ten poems and lyrics that had been handed down to the world, creating a great avenue, and he also knew that in the Qinglian Discussion that had just ended, Lin Su won 1,300 Qinglian flowers with the power of one person, and forcibly suppressed the six holy families, nine countries, and seven states.

This person is already a legend in the world!

"Yes!" Lin Su bowed and replied, still polite.

The black lines on Elder Mu's face crossed, and the air flow in his heart was chaotic, but what could he do at this moment?

Poetic solitaire, he took the lead, even if he let Lin Su take the first gear, he took advantage.

And Lin Su wrote another word according to his poetry, but the word was passed down to the world, which in turn was a notch higher than him.

This gap is so big that even the blind can see it!

He was defeated, defeated without controversy!

With his defeat, the Hejian Mansion lost the battle for the county lord!

That's it, go and rest......

Elder Mu let out a long sigh, "Lord Wang, I'm leaving!"

Five words, Elder Mu waved his hand lightly, and the five people in the field disappeared with him at the same time, and the prince vaguely shouted in the air, and soon, it disappeared into invisibility.

Outside the window, Hongye's big eyes stared at the apricot, motionless......

"Miss ......"

"Lin Su? Lin Su who wrote "Dream of Red Mansions"? It's him, it's really him......" Her voice trembled slightly, and her face was as red as a glow at this moment. Like countless women, "Dream of Red Mansions" is also her favorite, she can't remember how many times she has watched it, she still feels amazing every time, and she also wants to meet the author of the Red Chamber countless times, but the author of the Red Chamber is thousands of miles away in another country, and she knows that she may never have the opportunity to see it in her life......

Now, the author of the Red Mansion came to her side inadvertently, and suddenly had a close relationship with the Zhenbei Palace.

Her heart was beating so fast that she almost jumped out of her chamber