In the face of everyone's controversy, Lintian was also a little helpless, he knew that he might have to explain to everyone.

Above the city tower, Xuande didn't have any reaction, he expressed his silent attitude towards Lintian staying in the county lord's courtyard for one night, but even if he was a saint today, he couldn't stop the thoughts of other officials.

To tell the truth, such a thing is indeed immoral, and many literati and officials of the older generation scoff at it.

So when I heard the criticism of everyone downstairs, many officials also agreed, and felt that Lintian should at least show his attitude. However, the Nine Kings didn't say anything on the side, and some things didn't concern them.

He thought very clearly, since the feast was not successful, there was no need to make any action against Zhao Ruoyu in the future, because there was no point in doing it.

On the contrary, it is like Lintian, the more he is entangled with Zhao Ruoyu, the more beneficial it will be to him, because these news will definitely reach Jing Yang's ears.

Therefore, it is very likely that when the time comes, there is no need to do it yourself, Jing Yang will help him, and this will also bring him more hatred, so the Nine Kings just watched from the sidelines and did not interfere.

Zhao Ruoyu looked at Lintian, her eyes seemed to be a little bright, she might see Lintian's embarrassment, she thought it was very interesting.

"Then write me a song, so I can keep a thought. ”

Lintian nodded, "Well, then I'll send you a song, and I'll come to you." ”

Lintian didn't talk nonsense, nor did he say anything more to the people around him, he walked to the side and prepared an ink pen and rice paper.

Seeing Lintian's movements, everyone quieted down, and their goal was achieved, so the next thing is to see Lintian's performance.

Wen San's face was a little gloomy, and he provoked the matter. He just thought that if Lintian just wrote a mere famous poem, it would prove that his mind was not enough, maybe at that time, there would be many people who spit on Lintian, and if the lord of Ruoyu County would also doubt Lintian's sincerity.

This is his plan. Although you can't put Lintian to death, it's okay to make him ugly, after all, Lintian has been in the limelight recently, and every time he makes a move, it's a poem of national fortune, and it's time to suppress it.

Lin Tian naturally didn't consider everyone's thoughts, and he didn't know what Wen San was thinking, and he was ready at this time.

Lintian turned his head and looked at Zhao Ruoyu, the breeze blowing her white veil. The faint aroma permeates the surroundings, and it is very nostalgic.

Lintian sniffed lightly, he saw that Zhao Ruoyu's eyes were a little reluctant, and then he sighed in his heart and began to write.

Before leaving, he sent a poem to the county lord. Lintian said, wrote down the name of the word plate "Water Tune Song Head", and then read it out loud:

"When is the bright moon? I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace? I want to ride the wind back. I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be cold in the heights. How does it seem to be in the world?"

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

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There was silence. This is the effect of every time Lintian writes poetry, and this time is no exception.

Lintian's luck has been sealed, so there can be no luck vision, unless, of course, it is a national fortune poem. However, many people don't know about these things, but Wen San does.

At this time, Wen San's eyes widened, he really couldn't believe it, could it be that Lin Tian was really the reincarnation of a saint?

The sky of Xuanjing suddenly darkened, and the dragon roared outside the nine heavens. Nine Dragons Poetry!

The true dragon of national fortune jumped into the air, and the powerful power of luck suddenly swept in, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the sun was still shining before, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be night.

It's not that the clouds are blocking the sun, it's that it's really dark.

The sun in the sky suddenly lost its brilliance, and slowly turned into a bright moon!

Everyone knew that this was a poetic vision, but they didn't expect that this vision would be so powerful, and it felt a little like stealing the day.

But this is not the most shocking in people's hearts, the most churning in people's hearts is the poetry of Lintian.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete. May people last a long time. Thousands of miles together!"

No one gave any evaluation, nor did they sigh, because at this time all the people were speechless, and they felt in their hearts that they did not have any qualifications to evaluate.

For some reason, in everyone's hearts, there is an inexplicable melancholy and moving, I don't know if it's because of the relationship between Lintian and Zhao Ruoyu, or because the artistic conception of the poem is too profound.

The bright moon in the sky hung high, slowly changing from a full moon to a mysterious moon. It just corresponds to the 'cloudy and sunny days' in the statement.

Zhao Ruoyu looked at the moon in the sky, and the warmth in his heart gradually surged, when it came to the moon, maybe only Zhao Ruoyu knew the true meaning of Lintian.

That night, Lintian told a lot of stories about the moon, but the ending was very poignant, and Zhao Ruoyu said that she didn't like it, although the story was well told.

So at this moment, the last sentence in Lintian's poem is to comfort Zhao Ruoyu, the separation is only temporary, and there will be a day when we will get together.

As long as the hearts of the two are there, I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles!

I don't know how long it took, the pressure of luck gradually subsided, the darkness in the sky slowly receded, and the sun shone again over the capital.

Lintian picked up the poem, walked in front of Zhao Ruoyu, and handed it over.

"Take care all the way! Remember to write letters. ”

Zhao Ruoyu nodded and took the poem, "I'll wait for you!" After speaking, Zhao Ruoyu got into the carriage in the surprised eyes of everyone.

Miss Feng'er's eyes had a slight vision, she looked at Lintian, her eyes flickered slightly, with a little deep meaning, and then she just saluted and followed into the carriage.

It wasn't until the convoy faded away that many people reflected.

It's another poem of national fortune!

"I wish people a long time. This affection seems to be true!"

"I prefer the previous sentence, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete. This sentence is well said, and it seems to contain truth. ”

"Don't you think, when is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace. What year is it? More heroic?'

Everyone started a heated discussion, and they forgot their previous criticism of Lintian, because this poem was enough to explain to everyone, and Lintian's intentions for the county lord were genuine.

Jiuxiao Dragon Yin, such feelings are deep, who can say anything else?

The masses are like this, they often use material or other criteria to evaluate their views in their hearts, so in their opinion, Lintian's feelings for the county lord also need to be evaluated by the quality of poetry.

Lintian writes well, and naturally uses deep feelings.

Although this is very funny, but Lintian didn't care, after seeing Zhao Ruoyu leave, Lintian came back to his senses, saluted Xuande and the others on the city tower, and left with Tuofei Jinsha Road.

Xuande and the others were full of smiles, Lintian's performance was unexpectedly good, and he felt that cultivating Lintian was really right.

But at the same time, Jiuwang's face turned gloomy, he didn't like Lintian very much, even if it wasn't about him, he wasn't very happy, and that was that even he felt that this poem was really well written!

This upset him even more.

At this time, Wen San stood stunned, a little angry, he suddenly understood what his eldest brother Wen Yong felt, he held back his anger and left with Wen Zhi. (To be continued.) )