Zhang Mu looked at the girls around him, all of them returned to their original appearance, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"What happened to that son?" Liu Cuicui and the girls were confused.

"Leave her alone." Zhang Mu waved his hand, took out a gold ingot, shook it in front of several people, and said, "Uncle Ben asks you something, and whoever can answer it, this is who's!" ”

Liu Cuicui and the girls suddenly had a light in their eyes, and they all pounced on Zhang Mu and scrambled to say.

"Uncle, what do I know, ask me quickly!"

"I'm me, I'm better than she knows."

"Open it all, this gold ingot, the old lady is bound to get it!"

Under the scramble of Yingying and Yanyan, after a while, Zhang Mu asked how to get the qualification to participate in the Fighting Poetry Conference.

These qualifications are divided into several types, either appointed by the imperial court of Beishun State, or recommended by government schools, or the personal disciples of the great Confucians in the country, or talented and well-known scholars from all over the world, and so on.

As long as you meet one of the requirements, you can participate in the poetry competition.

Outside the Tibetan Flower Building.

When Ji Ruoshui saw Zhang Mu come out, she said in a strange voice.

"Senior brother, don't you plan to spend the night inside?"

Zhang Mu shook his head again and again, he had no doubt that if he really lived in it for the night, Ji Ruoshui would definitely be able to turn tonight into a nightmare for his life.

"Senior sister, I was really wrong, stop making fun of me."

Seeing that Zhang Mu was soft, Ji Ruoshui smiled and asked.

"Have you ever found out how to participate in the Poetry Fighting Conference?"

Zhang Mu nodded, and talked about several situations in which he could participate in the Doushi Conference.

"Which way do you plan to participate?" Ji Ruoshui asked.

"The easiest way is to raise government schools." Zhang Mu paused for a moment and said, "However, it is not me who participates, but An Shanhe who participates." ”

Ji Ruoshui was puzzled for a moment and said, "Why do you want him to participate?" ”

"I see that An Shanhe has a little talent, if I can find a way to help him win a good reputation for national talent at the Dou Shi Conference, in this way, it will definitely change his current situation." Zhang Mu explained.

After hearing this, Ji Ruoshui nodded approvingly, and said, "It's an excellent way to help like this." ”

Then he raised a question: "This poetry competition is a literary competition between the two countries, in terms of his talent, I am afraid it is not enough to amaze the four, can the junior brother think of a countermeasure?" ”

Zhang Mu smiled lightly, he had already thought about it, and when the time came, he would copy a poem for him, which would definitely make him move in all directions.

Confidently patted his chest and promised: "Senior sister, don't worry, I have my own preparations!" ”

Seeing Zhang Mu's confident appearance, Ji Ruoshui asked curiously, "Senior brother, what are you going to do?" ”

"How?" Zhang Mu raised his eyebrows and said, "Write a poem for him!" ”

Ji Ruoshui's face showed a strange look, and she said suspiciously: "You can still compose poetry?" ”

"That's nature!" Zhang Mu said with his head held high.

Ji Ruoshui's beautiful eyes moved, pointed to the bright moon in the sky, and said: "Senior brother, take the moon as the theme, chant a song, let the senior sister listen to it!" ”

When Zhang Mu heard this, he straightened his sleeves, shook his robe, held his hands up, and took three steps forward.

Just as Ji Ruoshui wanted to export because of Zhang Mu, Zhang Mu turned around and said, "Senior sister, what are you doing there?" Let's go! ”

Ji Ruoshui was stunned for a moment, and quickly caught up, and the jade finger knocked on Zhang Mu's head, and said, "Okay, you actually played with senior sister." ”

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Mu pretended to be at a loss and said.

Ji Ruoshui looked at me angrily: "You dare to say that you weren't lying to me by the coy appearance just now?" ”

"I just straightened my clothes, I didn't want to deceive my senior sister!" Zhang Mu said innocently.

Ji Ruoshui snorted and said, "Pretend, look for a fight!" ”

Zhang Mu dodged and ran away, saying, "Senior sister, stop fighting, I don't dare anymore!" ”

While the two were playing, they looked for Sanniang's qi and ran over with laughter.

After a while.

The two of them came to a lake in the middle of nowhere.

In the distance, Sanniang was hidden in a leafy tree, quietly observing the Anshan River standing on the bridge.

Zhang Mu stepped lightly, flew to Sanniang's side, and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Back to the master, I saw that An Shanhe had the intention of committing suicide, so I followed." Sanniang said.

Zhang Mu glanced at An Shanhe, who was hesitating on the bridge, and asked, "Have you asked the reason why he fell into this situation?" ”

Sanniang nodded and told Zhang Mu the reason.

When An Shanhe was a teenager, his parents died of illness at an early age, leaving him and his sister An Qiong to live together in a poor family.

In the next few years, although the brother and sister had a very difficult life, with the mutual encouragement of the two, the bitter cold home was still warm.

An Shanhe studied hard every day, hoping to win a reputation in the future, so that he and his sister An Qiong could live a prosperous life.

However, the world is impermanent, and before An Shanhe became famous, a local evil young man coveted An Qiong's appearance, and on a windy and dark night, he deceived An Qiong to the wilderness and forcibly defiled An Qiong.

Afterwards, An Qiong committed suicide by throwing herself into the river directly after being humiliated, and An Shanhe sued the matter to the local county government in order to help her sister get justice.

In order to protect Pan Qi, the county magistrate indiscriminately charged An Shanhe with false accusations and locked An Shanhe up.

This level is two years, and after Anshanhe comes out, he begins to avenge grievances everywhere.

In order to prevent An Shanhe from shaking out his evil deeds, Pan Qi found a few ruffians to break An Shanhe's legs and put him under strict supervision.

After An Shanhe escaped with great difficulty, he thought of coming to the capital to sue for justice.

However, due to the lack of evidence, it also ended up in nothing.

After hearing this, Zhang Mu couldn't help but sigh, bad luck is really only looking for miserable people, and the suffering in the world is really the same.

At this time, An Shanhe, who had been struggling on the bridge for a long time, also made a decision and jumped into the lake, wanting to die and end this miserable little life.

Seeing this, Zhang Mu pointed like a sword, and released a technique of turning water into softness, hitting the water surface below the Anshan River.

With a slight flash of inspiration, the water surface suddenly became as soft as cotton, supporting the Ansan River and floating on the surface of the water.

Zhang Mu fell from the tree, flew to the side of the Anshan River, and asked loudly, "You want to die?" ”

An Shanhe saw the strange situation in front of him and understood that this was Zhang Mu's method, and said very depressedly: "What is the difference between living and dead in my current situation?" ”

Looking at the direction of his hometown Gao'an Town, he lost his mind for a while, turned his head to look at Zhang Mu, and said.

"Xiao Sheng is grateful to the Immortal Master for the grace of a meal before, so that Xiao Sheng can be a full ghost after death."

"Now that Xiaosheng has lost all his thoughts, I hope that the immortal master will not stop it!"

When the words fell, his body straightened up, and he decisively hit his head against the bridge pier.

Zhang Mu's hand moved, An Shanhe hung in the air, and said: "You are not even afraid of death, are you afraid that you will not be able to change the status quo in front of you?" ”

An Shanhe's whole body trembled slightly, and after a while, he said dejectedly: "If I am a waster, what can I use to change?" ”

"Ten days later, the poetry conference is a good way." Zhang Mu reminded.

When An Shanhe heard this, his heart flashed the scene of his hard work for more than ten years, and then there was a touch of unwillingness in his eyes.

But after a while, he disappeared again, shook his head with a bitter face, and said, "Who would allow such a waste person to participate in such a grand event?" ”

"I allow!" Zhang Mu said lightly.

An Shanhe turned his head and stared at Zhang Mu, there was both hope and despair in his eyes, his chest rose and fell a few times, and he said lonely.

"I know that the immortal master has vast mana and can do anything!"

"But I don't have an official recommendation, and second, I am not a Ming Confucian disciple, and my identity is also a sinner who has been imprisoned for two years."

"Even if you want to participate, there is no way!"

"If you're in the mood for a try, I'll find you a place to participate." Zhang Mu said with his hand.

When An Shanhe heard that Zhang Mu was willing to help, he couldn't help but recall his tragic experiences in the past few years, as well as his sister An Qiong's grievances that had nowhere to be redressed.

If you can make a splash at the Dou Shi Conference, you can not only change the situation in front of you, but also seek justice for An Qiong.

Thinking of this, a firm look slowly appeared in his eyes, and he respectfully bowed to Zhang Mu and said solemnly.

"If the immortal master can find a place for Xiaosheng to participate, Xiaosheng will definitely go all out!"

Seeing that An Shanhe had rekindled hope, Zhang Mu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said, "That's right, come with me." ”

After speaking, he stepped back to the bridge deck, and the Anshan River behind him also floated to the bridge.

An Shanhe stood firm, looked at Zhang Mu in front of him, limped up and asked, "Immortal Master, Xiaosheng is unknown, why does the Immortal Master want to help Xiaosheng like this?" ”

Zhang Mu turned his head to look at the sparkling lake, and pretended to be profound: "My generation has obtained the law of heaven and earth, and since I encounter injustices in the world, I must be upright and upright!" ”

An Shanhe nodded as if he didn't understand, took out the jade ring from his arms, and said sincerely.

"Immortal Master, this jade ring handed down by the Little Ancestor is said to be able to attract immortals to help in times of crisis."

"But I've tried sincerely several times in the past few months, but nothing has come true, I think it's just a joke handed down from my ancestors."

"However, this jade ring is exquisitely textured, and I don't know how many years it has been passed down in the ancestral road, and it is a rare antiquity."

"Xiao Sheng is grateful for the help of the immortal master, and he really can't repay it."

"Now give this jade ring to the immortal master, the right to be a thank you gift, and I hope the immortal master will not refuse!"

Zhang Muxin said, your ancestor is not joking, we haven't already come, smiled lightly, and said: "My generation acts with good intentions, and there is no need for foreign objects, you should keep this thing." ”

"Immortal Master, if you don't accept it, I..." An Shanhe handed out the jade ring.

Zhang Mu interrupted: "No need to mention it again. ”

An Shanhe could only retract the jade ring and limp behind.

Come to the lake.

Zhang Mu took out a piece of gold ingot and said, "You first find an inn in the city to live in, have a good rest, and I will look for you in two days." ”

An Shanhe gratefully took the gold ingot, and according to Zhang Mu's instructions, limped towards the city.

Zhang Mu arranged for Anshanhe, returned to Ji Ruoshui's side, and said, "Senior sister, let's go, let's go to Baihualou again." ”

Ji Ruoshui raised her eyebrows and said, "Senior brother, haven't you played enough?" ”

"Senior sister, don't be sarcastic about me, this time I'm going to do the real thing!" Zhang Mu said with a bitter face.