Lintian looked at everything in front of him, full of surprise, because it was so real.

He took a few steps forward, along the cracked ditch in the great basin, but he froze, he looked at the huge whirlpool in the sky, and he finally understood where it was.

It turns out that this is in its own 'sea of transport'!

Looking at the cracked earth under his feet, he finally understood that this huge basin was originally a sea that he had opened up, but it was someone else's sea, so it was really called 'sea', but his own was not even a stream, and there were deserts and oases, but his own was so pitiful.

Lintian smiled helplessly, he had already known that his luck was exhausted, so he was not very sad, but at this moment, the sky vortex suddenly opened, and a torrent fell from the sky and poured on the earth.

This breath is very familiar with the sky, it is the torrent of national fortune of Daxuan, it turns out that this is the benefit of the national fortune poem, the reward of the national fortune, will make the national fortune into its own luck, although it is only a part, but for ordinary people, it is a huge harvest.

The torrent poured down and poured into the ditch in the parched earth, which may have been moisturized for several long years, and Lin Tian suddenly felt that even the surrounding air was moistened.

However, the good times did not last long, and it didn't take long for the torrent of heaven to end, and all of them rushed to the arid earth, however, for such a vast and parched land, these torrents were only a little moisturized, and perhaps part of the ground was not dry and hard, or maybe it became softer.

However, it didn't have much effect, and the torrent was sucked in by the earth. Like a sponge. It's fleeting. All that's left is a ditch. And this puddle of water, most likely, will be evaporated immediately.

If any Wenxiu, including a person above the Jinshi Wen, can see such a picture, he must think that he is dreaming, how is this possible? That is the torrent of national fortune, and this kind of infusion of national fortune brought by the Nine Heavens Dragon Yin is a huge reward for anyone.

And there will be a powerful improvement in luck, but here in the sky, it is not enough to gather a pool of water, just to make the dry ground no longer dry and cracked.

And whoever sees the 'Yunhai' in the sky will be even more surprised, and it is estimated that they may think that they are in another world.

Because of the sea in the sky. Extraordinarily large, though not lucky. But the things he pretends to be lucky are so big that they are boundless, which is not what people understand in common sense, and I am afraid that saints, or higher levels, are nothing more than that.

Lintian looked at the small ditch that was a little wet under his feet, smiled helplessly, then shook his head, and said with some self-deprecation: "At least it's moistened, isn't it......"

Then, he sorted out his thoughts, he knew that he was in his mind, so since the watering of Yunhai had ended, it was time to go back, and then he controlled the whirlpool in the sky, and a golden light stood out and shone on Lintian's body, and then Lintian became fascinated by his eyes and disappeared into Yunhai......

Lintian was no longer there, and he might have returned to reality, but when he left, the small ditch, as if with a spirit, actually flowed on its own, and after a while, this pool of water flowed to the center of the basin, which was the largest ditch that had dried up, and even the ground cracked.

The fissure ditch is like a canyon, bottomless, but in the depths of this ditch, there is a slow oozing breath, just for a moment, it disappears without a trace, and the puddle of water, along the cracked earth, slipped below, to the deepest part of the crack.

It was dark below, with only a beam of light from above, but it was obscured by various cliffs, and the water flowed to the bottom and finally into a place.

It was a black box, and the water ran through the cracks in the box......

Maybe if Lin Tian was here, he would definitely recognize it, isn't this 'black box' exactly the box that he unintentionally picked up when he was reincarnated in his previous life......?

Lintian slowly opened his eyes and returned to reality, in his mind, it felt very long, but in fact, it was only a moment.

At this time, the golden torrent of national fortune has been paid attention to, and the sound of the dragon's chant in the sky has gradually dissipated, and after that, the entire capital has returned to calm.

In Fengxuan Tower, everyone looked at Lintian, except for surprise and disbelief, there were no other distractions to think about, because of the previous dragon chanting, they already knew that this was the Jiuxiao Dragon chant!

Wen Yong was already a little stupid, he felt like he was dreaming, was this true? How could this be? Could it be that Lin Tian's talent was astonishing? Can every poem be a poem of national fortune, and every poem does not rely on its own luck?

Wen Yong felt that he must have made a mistake there, today this is a situation where he is sure to win, but the ending is not what he thinks in his heart, isn't God no longer favoring him, can this also make him so lucky?

Wang Ming on the side had no blood on his face, he knew that from the moment Long Yin began, he had already lost, completely lost, he suddenly felt that fortunately he did not come forward to compose a poem, otherwise the current blow would probably be more uncomfortable than Wen Yong.

There was silence for a while, but Hongxia on the stage was the first to react, breathed a sigh of relief, and then stepped forward and made a big salute!

At this time, everyone reacted, Lintian is also a poem of national fortune, so everyone has to run a big gift with the country, and Wen Yong was the same at that time, everyone made a salute and thanked the true dragon of the national fortune.

Wen Yong was already trembling, but he couldn't show it at this time, he just clenched his teeth and saluted with everyone, but it was obvious that his movements had begun to stiffen and he felt a little weak.

Lintian was still calm, although he was also a little happy in his heart, but he didn't show it, he just turned his head and looked at Hongxia on the stage.

Hongxia understood what Lintian meant, and at the same time, she understood even more what Lord Feng meant by 'waiting' before, and she walked to the gauze tent.

"The poem is over, what's next?" Hongxia said softly.

With Hongxia's questioning. Everyone was nervous. Because the final verdict has arrived. The woman in the gauze tent said 'waiting', that is to say, she probably already knew that the poems of Lintian would be national fortune poems, if this is really the case, then it is likely that there is no need for Miss Feng'er to appear, this is already over!

The hearts of the people were like choosing a rope, and they initially thought that if the heavens were just ordinary poems. The woman in the gauze tent chose him, and she might have a few words to refute it, but now Lintian is a Jiuxiao Dragon Yin, even if there are more, it can only be put in the stomach.

Miss Feng'er didn't know when, she returned to the sitting carpet in front of the guqin, with a dignified and noble face, she couldn't see any expression, but she had listened to Lintian's song "Will Enter the Wine", and she seemed to be touched.

She could feel it. I may not be very far from that realm. She is looking forward to the fact that in all these years, there will finally be a person like herself, who has accumulated wild and uninhibited in his heart.

Qin Sheng, Xiaoyaozi, Emperor Xuan, these people are naturally peerless arrogance, although Feng'er girl does not have their realm, but her heart is the same kind of person, and Lintian is the same, so his song "Will Enter the Wine" can get the Jiuxiao Dragon Yin of Daxuan Guoyun.

The 'dragon pattern jade seal' of the Great Xuan Guoyun is the 'relic' of Emperor Xuan', which contains part of Emperor Xuan's will, so when the poem Lintian is written so wild and uninhibited, it seems to be telling the heroic spirit of the 'Emperor Xuan' back then.

And the poem also mentions 'Emperor Xuan', so the national fortune resonates, reaching the nine heavens, the length of the dragon's breath, and the nine roars!

Miss Feng'er didn't seem to hear the voice of Hongxia outside the gauze tent, she kept recalling the poems of Lintian, this poem "Will Enter the Wine", as if she had felt lonely for many years, swept away, and her heart seemed to open a door, open-minded and comfortable.

Suddenly, she felt as if she was about to come to an enlightenment!

Her eyes widened, revealing a different kind of brilliance, and she thought silently in her heart: "Uncle Shi said that his name is Lintian... En remembered. ’

Then, she looked at Hongxia outside the gauze tent and transmitted the sound to her, and after that, there was no sound......

Hongxia nodded, this was the result she had already guessed, although she still had many doubts in her heart, but she had never objected to Miss Feng'er's decision.

Hongxia walked up to the stage, looked down, and glanced at Mu Wenyong first, but there was a lot of regret in her eyes.

Wen Yong stared at Hongxia's eyes, and suddenly, his heart sank to a low point, and at this moment he finally determined the result, he lost, he lost completely, and he lost very humiliating.

There are still people who are lucky to think that even if Lintian's poetry is powerful, then Miss Feng'er has to come out to judge, at least there should be such an opportunity. However, this is not the case.

Hongxia paused, and Zhengse said: "Lintian Gongzi is a great talent, this song "Will Enter the Wine" has won the meaning of the last piano song, congratulations to Lintian Gongzi, you are the 'bosom friend' of this last song!"

It was quiet, there was no celebration of victory, and there was no spurning and resentment from everyone, in fact, everyone just didn't want to think about it, didn't want to believe it.

Until this result came out, everyone was not surprised, because they had been worried about this result for a long time, and since they could be worried, that is, they had thought of it a long time ago.

There were no words, and there was no need to continue, Lin Tian had won! This was the first Wenbi victory since he entered Wenxiu.

He didn't have any emotions, but he felt very strange in his heart, because he didn't understand why Miss Feng'er, who had been arguing with him before, suddenly agreed with his own point of view, but he didn't continue to delve in, and just looked at Wen Yong calmly, waiting for the next development.

Wen Yong's hands were already trembling a little, he couldn't say anything, Wen Yong himself could feel it, and his chest was a little dull.

Suddenly, two golden qi fortunes flew out and flew into Lintian's body. Wang Ming and Wen Yong, on the other hand, turned pale, because those two were the luck of the two of them.

Wenbi is like this, the so-called people are watching the sky, Wenbi's Wenbi is actually competing for luck with each other, and those who lose will naturally lose their luck to each other, this is not deliberate, this is the principle of heaven!

Although those two qi luck did not help much for the dry sea of fortune in the sky, these two qi luck explained many other things.

For example, Wen Yong and Wang Ming lost completely, for example, everyone was slapped hard. For example, people like Tian Hong are envious, jealous and hateful.

Tuofei was very excited at this time, even said a little ecstatic, and he raised his head. Proud of the audience. It's as if the victorious one is himself. Then he looked at Wen Yong and Wang Ming.

"What else do you two have to say? Didn't you say that Lintian was a waste before? What do you say now? Is it not even as good as a waste?"

Tuofei's words were very direct, not so much Wen Yong and Wang Ming, but he also alluded to everyone present, but he didn't care what the people around him thought, because he didn't need to care.

If it is according to the etiquette of the literati, even if you win, it is impossible to be so ridiculed, at most you can sell cheaply. But Lintian would not do that. Tagma never knew what selling was, so the result was simple.

Wen Yong vomited blood......

Yes, he vomited blood again, and just after Tuofei finished speaking, Wen Yong, who was trembling non-stop, finally couldn't bear the sullenness in his heart, and 'Servant~' A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Wen Yong's face was pale, and he had been depressed for many days, he thought that he could be ashamed before the snow today. However, there is a pain. It was originally flying on the branch, and it was almost one step away from picking the fruit, but before it could touch it, it fell to pieces.

Wen San and Wen Zhi immediately picked up Wen Yong, who was a little unstable, and both of them were a little stunned at this time, because Wen Yong has always been the mastermind of the two of them, and if Wen Yong has a problem, the two of them will have no backbone.

Wang Ming is a little better, he just wanted to take revenge on Lintian at first, even if he didn't succeed, he didn't have such a big hatred like Wen Yong. However, his face is not very good, not to mention the loss of face, the most unbearable thing for him is that his luck has weakened a lot, because he lost to Lintian.

Wang Ming looked at Tuofei, gritted his teeth and said, "Tuofei! Don't say anything about it, it's not you who wins, what's the anger?"

At this time, Wang Ming no longer had the courage to face Lintian's calm eyes, he was very weak-hearted, because if Lintian laughed at this time, he couldn't say anything, so he could only say a few words to Tuofei.

Tuofei has never cared about these, he looked at Wang Ming playfully, and said: "Oh, yes, I remembered, it's really none of my business, I'm the same as you, I don't have poems, and I don't have a literary comparison!

Tuofei's words were a bit to the point, Wang Ming was actually more humiliating than Wen Yong, because he participated in Wen Bi, but he didn't write poems, he was afraid that he would lose, so when he saw Wen Yong write a poem about the national fortune, he put forward the idea of letting Wen Yong be a representative, so now that I think about it, Wang Ming is indeed a little weak-hearted.

Wang Ming stared, his face was a little red, but he couldn't speak, he didn't have any power to refute, in short, today he and Wen Yong lost a lot.

However, at this moment, Tian Hong on the side suddenly said: "It's just a literary competition, and it doesn't mean anything, even if you win, the cold door is a cold door after all, no matter what, after all, it will keep the blood of inferior people!"

The voice is harsh, because it is not harmonious, how can it implicate the status class, but it is clear that this sentence gives everyone a step, and it is the only thing that people can comfort themselves.

Yes, he just won the game, so what is it? His luck is still exhausted, his status is still a commoner, right! It's not worth mentioning! Everyone comforted themselves.

Tuofei frowned, followed the voice, and looked at Tian Hong, this-stirring stick who hadn't done anything good since the beginning. Tuofei didn't fight back, just looked at Tian Hong faintly.

This look is not sharp, but no matter who sees it, it will be very uncomfortable, and even the back is cold, Tian Hong is a little worried in his heart, but since he has said it, he can't change anything now, so he is bold again.

"What? Am I right? No one present refuted! That means I'm right!" Tian Hong raised the corners of her mouth gloomily.

Tuofei looked at him and said in a talkative voice: "Your name is Tian Hong, right? I remember you! Go back and tell your father, Tian Shilang! In two days, you will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to hand over your duties, and you can return to your hometown! Also, I heard that you will be admitted to the Hanlin Academy in a while? I think you will wait a few more years!"

The Tian family, although it is not a very big family in the capital, is also considered to be in the middle and upper, the head of the family is a squire, and the official position is not too big, but it has a wide range of friends, so it is not bad. But even so, compared with today's popular 'Tuo Cheng Xiang' around the saint, it is still a small thing.

Tuofei, the high-flying and domineering young master, is a famous second ancestor in the capital, but because of the relationship between the prime minister, even the current saint favors and loves him, so even if he causes trouble, it is not a big deal.

Tian Hong naturally knew about Tuofei's deeds. Also know better. Facing the strength of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if he loses his whole family, he can't see enough, and he believes that Tuofei can do these things. It's just that I didn't expect that I was talking about Lintian, but I really provoked this 'big Buddha'.

Tian Hong was a little dumb, but he felt that this was ridiculous, could it be because of his own words?

"You're threatening! Can you make the decision for Prime Minister Tuo?"

Tuofei smiled: "What about threatening you? Besides, when did I say that I was going to talk to my father about this? So don't worry, I won't tell my father, I'll just go and give you the approval! Oh yes, I have this ......."

As he spoke, he took out a somewhat old 'token' in his hand, which he held casually in his hand and shook it.

This token was given to him by Prime Minister Tuo Cheng on the night when he went to the National Fortune Hall to be lucky, and the general public may not know what it is. But the children of the eunuchs have been educated since childhood, so it is impossible not to know. This token is the 'Prince Order' issued to the prime minister by the Holy Lord today.

This brand represents a lot of meaning, today's dynasty, in addition to the princes and princes, hereditary is almost impossible, and even if it is hereditary, it depends on his family background and the strength of the hereditary person, and the position of prime minister, any country, is a pivotal position.

Therefore, it is almost rare to be hereditary, and the next generation of prime ministers must be carefully considered, and the accumulation of meritorious deeds. And the Great Xuanguo, there is such a prime minister, who has been recognized by the whole Xuanguo, and has been recognized by the Great Xuansheng, which is the current Prime Minister of Tuo, and the emperor, after seeing Tuofei a few years ago, gave a piece of 'Shizi Order', which is also the only one except for several generals and princes of the Great Xuanguo.

Seeing this order, if you see the prime minister himself, and it was issued by the holy mountain himself, so the actual meaning of this order, many people understand, this is real power. Although Tuofei's performance, everyone said, could not match this token, but most of them understood that the saint was giving Prime Minister Tuo a reassurance.

This token was given to Tuofei by Prime Minister Tuo, and asked him to take Lintian to the feast the day after tomorrow to see the excitement, but his old man must not have imagined that it would come in handy so soon!

After a while, everyone reacted, although reluctantly, but they all bowed, because the token represents Prime Minister!

Tian Hong was speechless, he suddenly regretted it, he finally knew that he was wrong, maybe because of his small move, even the family was gone, he looked at Tuofei, he hated it in his heart, but he didn't dare, he didn't dare to show it, everything he did before also showed his cowardice.

Tuofei was quite proud, this time he pretended to be really enjoyable, and he didn't look at Tian Hong again, because he didn't pay attention to it at all, and he didn't need to say anything anymore, because Tuofei's token made everyone no longer dare to speak.

Lintian looked at Tuofei with some resentment, a little helplessness in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little crazy in his heart, "You have this thing, why didn't it show it in the first place?"

Tuofei felt Lintian's eyes, looked back, smiled a little embarrassed, and said very idiotically: "Uh, hehe, didn't you forget this just now? I just remembered that I have this thing......"

For Tuofei, Lintian is speechless......

Hongxia suddenly interjected and said: "Since Wenbi has ended, then today's Fengxuanlou's qin poetry rhyme has also come to an end, little girl, thank you for your support!"

Wenbi is over, Qin poetry rhyme is also over, a lot of things have happened today, and this final result, I'm afraid it will spread all over the capital tomorrow.

Wen Yong was already gloomy and a little depressed, so Wen Yong and Wen San naturally couldn't stay here to be embarrassed, besides, Wen Yong vomited blood, which was not a trivial matter, so they glanced at Lintian resentfully, and hurriedly left Fengxuan Tower, Wang Ming just looked at Lintian, and said, 'This matter is not over' and walked away.

Subsequently, the people in Fengxuanlou began to slowly decrease, but they all had a lot of regrets in their hearts, not only did Wen Yong lose, but even Miss Feng'er didn't see it, but since Hongxia said that it was over, it was obvious that Miss Feng'er could not appear, and everyone was disheartened and complained a little more about Lintian......

Lintian watched Wang Ming and Wen Yong leave, originally Tuofei wanted Lintian to taunt more, but Lintian didn't, he felt that there was no need for this. Because he took this Wenbi, he didn't want to retaliate against them, he just instinctively fought back after hearing the other party's slander and ridicule.

As for hatred, he is confident that sooner or later, he will go back and find out the truth about the 'fire'.

Lintian was also ready to go back, today day, he was really tired, he needed to go back to rest and tidy up, but just when he was about to leave, Hongxia stopped Lintian.

"Lin Gongzi stays, you have already obtained the place of the last song's bosom friend, that is, the 'top floor VIP' of Fengxuan Tower, if you come again in the future, you can listen to the music on the top floor, but the sisters in my yarn tent have a reluctant request, I don't know if Lin Tian Gongzi can agree?"

Lintian stopped, looked back at Hongxia, and said, "I don't know what is going on?"

............ (To be continued.) )