Lin Xingfeng woke up again and it was dusk, and this kind of sound sleep was really comfortable. The hangover and the troubles are gone, but fortunately, in this cultivation world, his head is not dizzy, and his stomach is not uncomfortable.

stretched out his lazy feeling and sighed, "Who has a big dream, I know it in my life, and I am comfortable!" ”

"Feng'er is indeed brilliant, much stronger than the literati of Qingfeng Kingdom" Mother Lin smiled softly, and gently approached the room, followed by her second uncle.

Lin Xingfeng smiled shyly, plagiarism! I want to plagiarize the poetry of this world, who can stop me?

"What about grandpa and uncle?"

Hearing this, Mother Lin smiled and didn't speak, and the second uncle rubbed his head awkwardly, "Dad said Xiaofeng, you have the qualifications to be the prime minister, and you will enter the palace to ask the Holy Lord to give you the position of Xiangguo." Big brother he... The eldest brother was kneeling in the courtyard, and his father said that he was insulting to write Y poems, and he was not worthy of lifting shoes for Xiaofeng when he was talking about poetry, so he could reflect on himself. ”

The second uncle came over to help up his nephew, who was about to get up, and continued very happily: "Xiaofeng, you can be regarded as a famous Beijing teacher!" It will not be long before you will become famous in all countries! With a poem, you can make a person who is at the peak of the second grade of cultivation work hard for the Lin family, this has never been done before, amazing! ”

After Lin Xingfeng heard what his second uncle said, it was not surprising that he became famous all over the world, after all, Huang Xiangguo personally promised that there were a lot of cultivators present, and they could all testify. Just thinking that his grandfather can really do the tough thing of seeking a phase for his grandson, he was distressed for a while. If you just ask for a petty official, how can you seek the position of prime minister as soon as you come, after all, all countries are one and three deputies, and the position of the prime minister is now full and there is no vacancy.

With such a fuss, he didn't dare to go out, it was really a shame to throw it home, after all, a seven-year-old child should be the prime minister, isn't this just child's play, nonsense!

Thinking about it, now the whole Jingshi knows that the old man of the Lin family is seeking the position of Xiangguo for his grandson, and this time he goes out, whether he calls me the little marquis or Lin Xiangguo. Hey, grandpa, that's...

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At this time, the old man Lin Haoshuang did not kneel in the palace as Lin Xingfeng thought, but ran to the houses of old friends. When he arrived in Beijing in the morning, he heard about his grandson's poems and the Zhaohong Pavilion, so he decided to seek a position for his grandson.

Lin Xingfeng can't practice, he will grow up after all, instead of doing nothing, it is better to be a minister to govern the Holy Wasteland, with the Lin family standing behind him, he firmly believes that the Sacred Wasteland cannot collapse.

At this time, he had already entangled several old friends with General Chang, and this General Chang Lao was not familiar with him. Lin Haoshuang once avenged his grandson and attacked the junior of the Chang family, and there were injuries to each other in the fight with General Chang, he broke an arm at the time, and General Chang was lame, and then the two became friends, which is also an interesting incident.

In the Jingshi Palace, a middle-aged holy lord dressed in regular clothes stared at several old people on the ground playfully, either old Xiangguo or old generals, he had heard of Lin Xingfeng's poetry, and he also understood why these people came, but it was really interesting to look at these old people.

The cultivation of the holy lord is not high, after all, not everyone can have the talent of heaven and earth like the monarch of the mixed martial country, and the cultivation must be quiet and spiritual, and feel the aura of heaven and earth, but the affairs of this country are very cumbersome, and it is also very laborious, so most of the royal families are unwilling to practice and do not seek immortality as the lord of the country.

The Holy Lord opened his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "What happened to Old Marquis Lin?" There are so many people who are entangled, either the old Xiangguo or the old general. ”

Lin Haoshuang got up and clenched his fists, and said with a straight face: "I hope that the Holy Lord will forgive the Lin family, the old man has something to ask for." ”

"Say it."

"My grandson Lin Xingfeng has the qualifications to be the prime minister, and he should be the prime minister!"

The Holy Lord sneered, although he had already heard that Old Man Lin was going to seek the position of Xiangguo for his grandson, but he still felt very happy and ridiculous when he heard this with his own ears.

Seeing that the Holy Lord was not angry, the old marquis said very sincerely, "Holy Lord, Xiaofeng's cultivation is hopeless, and he will not be able to live forever. Although he still likes to play when he is young now, he will eventually grow up, and in a few years, children's play will no longer be interesting, and Lao Chen is really worried. ”

After that, he wept and lamented, and continued.

"This time the beast tide hit, I heard the old servant at home say that Feng'er had the will to seek death when he tamed the Tianyi Tiger, and the old minister was shocked, but fortunately the beast did not hurt the wind. But Feng'er will eventually seek death if he has nothing to do, he feels that he is alone in this world, and he is the only one who can't practice. Now he was fortunate to find that he was talented, so the old minister begged the Holy Lord for mercy and gave his grandson a phase. He bowed deeply to the ground.

"Please have mercy on the Holy Lord!" The old guys in the back followed with deep admiration.

The Holy Lord sighed, although he knew that Lin Xingfeng was not as pitiful as this old man Lin said, after all, there were many things to do. Moreover, even if you really want to enter the court and govern the world as an official, you don't have to be in the position of the country.

Anyway, it's also his son-in-law, and Xiangguo is just a false name to him, the holy lord.

"That's right, let's add another deputy prime minister. However, Xingfeng doesn't need to be on duty in the court now, and he will talk about it after he gets married at the age of 12. Now he has been given this title first, and whether he is willing to enter the court in the future is still a matter of two opinions. Let's go down. ”

Seeing that this matter had been completed, Lin Haoshuang had a smile on his face, bowed down and led the old guys out of the palace.

Hou Jingguo stroked his beard and joked with a smile: "You shameless old thing, the old man I just said is moved, and the old tearful appearance is really pitiful." ”

"Hahahaha" Several old men laughed heartily, and they all laughed at Old Man Lin for being shameless.

Lin Haoshuang was smug with his hands behind his back, "Everyone in the world says that my town is vulgar, and the Lin family is all barbarians, but who would have thought that my vulgar Lin family could also produce a Xiangguo." Hahahaha, a barbarian can be the prime minister, isn't this just the right thing to cut off from everyone in the world. What's more, my grandson is very talented, and he does have the qualifications to kill and assist, thinking that Qingfeng Huang Xiangguo is all bowing down to Feng'er's poetic talent, do you say that Feng'er can't be Xiangguo? ”

"Brother Lin should really be proud, Xiaofeng's poetry is indeed good, I have also heard of it, the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon, and the artistic conception is very wonderful." Yu Lao Xiangguo spoke softly.

General Chang said: "My brother does have a good grandson to be proud of, and his cultivation may not be able to leave a name for eternity, but he can convince a Xiangguo with a poem and make him willing to die, which must be a good story that can be passed down through the ages." ”

Several people nodded one after another, and they all praised Lin Xingfeng's subtlety of folding one poem. Although they all knew Huang Yangmei's romance back then, if they were asked to write poems, it would really suffocate them, so this is very mysterious, and it can be regarded as fate.

General Hou spoke, "Now that this matter has been reached, let's go!" Let's all come to my house for a get-together, and let's have a few drinks. First, to add a national road to the Lin family, and secondly, there is an Oiran competition in Honghu at night, we can get a glimpse of the glory of the moon near the water! ”

General Chang laughed, and bluntly said that the second child of the Lin family has a lot of ideas, and the arrangement is not leaky, since Xia Xun can't make money, changing the Oiran battle can attract countless gold.

Several old men nodded and praised, and the old man Lin was angry, "That bastard is still kneeling at home, you go first, I'll go back first and tell Feng'er that he has been phased, and this matter will make him happy." ”

A few old men parted here, and they knew the old man Lin's calf protection very well.

The second master Lin who was kneeling in the Lin family's mansion had been pulled back to the house by Lin Xingfeng, and others didn't dare to pestle the old marquis, but he dared, so he beckoned his uncle to eat and drink first.

The family was sitting around the table and eating, and the fifth uncle walked in happily, holding a small seal in both hands, and said with a bright face: "Congratulations to the little marquis, the Holy Lord has appointed you to be the deputy prime minister of the Holy Wasteland, and after the marriage, I will consider whether to enter the court as an official." As he spoke, he handed over the small seal.

Lin Xingfeng was stunned, who would have thought that this matter of seeking the phase would be like this?