Lin Bei wrote wildly on the ground.

Lu Yan was dumbfounded.

Even Pu Jia and Jun Qianzi stopped making noise and looked at it together.

"Lin Bei, this is in ...... Writing poetry? ”

Jun Qianzi said with some incredulity.

Jun Qianzi knows a little about Lin Bei's talent, but not much.

In Jun Qianzi's opinion, Lin Bei sent himself to pretend to be forced to speak before, although it was shocking, but this was not a serious poetry and song after all.

"It's over!"

Lin Bei shook his hand, looked at his Mobao, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Lin Bei, you are so ugly!"

Pu Jia muttered a few words.

Jun Qianzi sneered, glanced at it, and said:

"Well, Senior Sister Pujia, on the road of ugliness, Senior Sister has met an opponent!"

Pu Jia studied for a long time, and said seriously:

"No, I'm better looking than him!"

"Shenzhou is angry and thunderous, and it is sad that all horses are together."

Lu Yan took Lin Bei's chicken-claw-like ink treasure, and originally wanted to tease Lin Bei for a few words, but Lu Yan read the first sentence casually and couldn't help but be shocked.

He is a disciple of Confucianism, and naturally in one sentence, he saw the meaning contained in Lin Bei's first sentence.

The land of Shenzhou, the prosperity of the human race, is the trend of wind and thunder, however, there are always some things that make many people with lofty ideals in Shenzhou feel sad.

So spicy!

It's good to the bone!

Lu Yan gasped.

Lu Yan's pupils contracted slightly, his heart kept beating, and his hands began to tremble at this moment, and he continued to read:

"I advise the Lord of Heaven to be vigorous and reduce talents without sticking to one pattern."

After Lu Yan finished reading it, the whole person was stunned.

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, directly hitting the depths of Lu Yan's soul.

Great Xia is mediocre, immortal, and demonic, and the Great Xia court is chaotic and corrupt.

In this case, a person with lofty ideals like Lu Yan can only be put in a remote town as an official for three years.

If he doesn't work up and down, then the next term of office will not be much better than Qingyun Town.

Under such circumstances, Lu Yan also secretly asked God, why did he have no way to serve the country?

This last sentence, Lu Yan empathizes.

If there is no relationship, or the relationship is not strong enough, what if there is talent?

"Look, I know that Lin Bei is not a son of man. Just to offer treasure, Lord Lu doesn't know how to describe this poem. ”

Jun Qianzi's literary literacy is not high, and he felt that the poem written by Lin Bei was even inferior to the pretending words he gave himself at the beginning, so he sneered and said at the moment.

"Lord Lu, Lin Bei is just playful, don't care. How to say that sentence, insulting Sven! Right? ”

Pu Jia thought about it for a long time and wanted to defend Lin Bei.

Lin Bei glanced at Pu Jia, and muttered secretly in his heart:

Made! Is this girl here to praise herself, or to step on herself? It's too much! What does it mean to be insulting?

Lu Yan didn't pay attention to these two stunned people at all, raised his head, looked at Lin Bei with a sincere face, took a deep breath and said:

"Dare to ask Brother Lin...... No, Mr. Lin, can this poem have a title? ”

Before, because Lin Bei saved Qingyun Town alone, Lu Yan had already called Lin Bei "Brother Lin".

Now, he has become "Mr. Lin".

What is Mr.?

Mr. generally refers to a Confucian teacher who teaches and solves doubts.

With Lu Yan's eight products and the realm of Confucianism, he can be his husband, and he must be a prominent figure.

This Lin Bei, how can he de?

Pu Jia, this stupid girl hasn't reacted yet, Jun Qianzi feels that something is wrong.

Jun Qianzi's face was quite ugly for a while.

"Untitled! Hehe, Master Lu, this poem, for your teacher, can always make him look high, right? ”

Lin Bei said with a smile.

"Don't just look at it, it's a swan song for the ages! This poem is worthy of a hundred generations, and Lu does not dare to take the good name. When the time comes, Lu will tell the teacher frankly, this is what Brother Lin wrote for me Lu, how about it? ”

Lu Yan's eyes were firm, and he looked directly at Lin Bei.

Lin Bei wanted to refuse, because although he could be a copyist, but after all, he was not a real talent, and when he first went to the imperial capital, it was better to hold it steady.

After all, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it; Heaps out of the shore, and the flow will be turbulent; Walk above men, and the crowd will not.

However, when Lin Bei saw Lu Yan's eyes, he also knew that Lu Yan had a kind of pedantry of a scholar.

If Lin Bei shouldn't come down, then I'm afraid that Lu Yan won't accept this poem if he says anything.

"It depends on Lord Lu's mood!"

Lin Bei said with a smile.

Lu Yan folded Lin Bei's chicken-claw-like ink treasure well, and then put it on his chest, which was closest to his heart, and cherished it carefully.

Jun Qianzi frowned, and was in a depressed mood:

How do you feel, it seems that this kid has been pretended to be another wave? Is this poem good? Damn, why don't I have that? No, when I get to the imperial capital, I will also write poems!

Jun Qianzi is good to appear in front of people, but he is not as cute as Pu Jia.

Looking at Lu Yan's attitude, you can know that Lin Bei's poem is very powerful.

Jun Qianzi now hated that he didn't have enough ink in his stomach, and he was robbed of the limelight by Lin Bei in vain.

"Let's go!"

Jun Qianzi tilted his head, his two huge nostrils twitched slightly, urging everyone.

The four of them set off again and headed towards the Qingyun Imperial Capital.

Two hours later, the four of them came to Qingyun City.

This Qingyun City is the capital of the Great Xia Emperor, and it is naturally magnificent.

Even the city walls are dozens of feet high.

In addition, on the city wall, there are also formations shining, hidden in them, once encountering an invasion of foreign enemies, you can activate the formation to resist the enemy.

"The thousand-year-old dynasty really has its own accumulation and ability!"

Lin Bei took a deep breath and sighed in his heart.

Because of the relationship between Jun Qianzi and Pu Jia, it is also extremely simple for the four of them to pass through the city guards.

Looking at these city guards nodding their heads and smiling.

Lin Bei, a little catcher, can be regarded as understanding what kind of class the main disciple of the Yin and Yang family is.

"If you do anything bad in the future, I will be called Jun Qianzi!"

Lin Bei thought secretly in his heart.

After entering Qingyun City, the prosperity in the city opened Lin Bei's eyes again.

吕岩雇了几个力工，挑着自己几大箱子，辞别了众人，向着稷下学宫而去。

Jun Qianzi plans to return to the Yin and Yang family.

Because Pu Jia is a member of the Demon Slaying Division, she plans to take Lin Bei to the Demon Slaying Division to restore her life.

Qingyun F4 small group, disintegrated.

Pu Jia took Lin Bei to shuttle through the imperial capital of Qingyun City.

When it was time to slay the demon division, Pu Jia's arms were already called flower chicken, sugar gourds, and various pastries.

Lin Bei's face was numb.

The Demon Slaying Division covers a vast area and is as imposing as a rainbow.

The white walls and black tiles make it look a little solemn.

Pu Jia took Lin Bei into the Demon Slaying Division.

Lin Bei saw that most of the people who came and went in the Demon Slayer Division were wearing yellow robes.

The Demon Slaying Division is divided into four levels, and at the same time, the color of the robe on the body is also divided into levels according to blue, blue, black and yellow.

In other words, most of what Lin Bei saw were yellow-robed and yellow-level demon slaying envoys.

As for higher-level existences, Lin Bei saw very little.

However, even if it is a yellow-level demon slayer, none of them are lower than the eighth rank.

It can be seen that in the eyes of Lin Bei today, the Demon Slayer Division is definitely a behemoth.

"Zhang Long, Zhao Hu! Go and report it, I've got someone back! ”

Pu Jia took Lin Bei and walked to a place called the Trial Building, and shouted to the two young men in front of him......