Chu Wanxiang stopped pressing, and used a gentle method to see if she could spit something out of her mouth.

Lin Wentao saw that Chu Wanxiang's extraordinary demeanor, as well as his way of speaking and demeanor were beyond the reach of ordinary people, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, perhaps, the person in front of him could really help him.

"The Lin family is poor, and he has nothing to do except study. I once thought about getting ahead in the imperial examinations, but I lost my name. In order to make a living, Lin taught at a private school A month ago, he wrote an article with great enthusiasm, which was favored by a nobleman, saying that he recommended me to write a book in "Yujing". ”

"The aristocratic salary was extremely high, more than twice that of Lin's private school, and it happened that Lin's sister was getting married and needed to buy a dowry. The money came at the right time, so Lin accepted the job, who knew that as soon as he entered Yujing City, he was brought here in a sack, except for three meals a day and a note with an order, there was no one there. ”

"They forced Lin to write down the general policy. If he didn't write it, they would threaten the lives of Lin's family, so Lin had to write the book. ”

Lin Wentao explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, and Chu Wanxiang realized that the "Great Policy" was written under such circumstances.

The whole thing sounds elaborate and seems to have been planned for a long time.

Mr. Lin said he was only attracted three months ago. At that time, it was when the news that the Marquis of Zhenbei was coming back was spreading.

"Do you remember what that nobleman looked like?" Chu Wanxiang leaned forward slightly.

"High forehead narrow eyebrows, deep in the middle, about five feet seven inches long, thin." What Lin Wentao said were all the characteristics in his memory.

Chu Wanxiang frowned.

There was a huge crowd of people, and it was difficult to identify this person based on such a rough appearance.

"Brother Lin, don't you have more recognizable features? His accent, what people call him, or what plaques and scars he has, everything will be fine. ”

"This me." Lin Wentao was a little troubled: "That person speaks very well, he can hardly hear any accent, and the people around him don't like to talk very much, he always gives orders, as for the last sentence that Brother Chu said, ......"

I closed my eyes and thought for a while, and finally remembered something, and suddenly opened my eyes: "When he handed back the previous article, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a black scar on his right wrist. ”

The shape of the scar was very strange, like a twisted centipede, so Lin Wentao was quite impressed.

A centipede-shaped scar on the right wrist......

Chu Wanxiang searched in her memory for a while, but she didn't find anyone with such a trait.

Perhaps, you can ask His Royal Highness Prince Gong.

Chu Mohan's handsome smiling face came to his mind.

Chu Wanxiang was slightly startled, why did she think of him in the first place?

"Brother Chu, seeing that she was restless, Lin Wentao called her for a while.

"Brother Lin. Chu Wanxiang, who had regained consciousness slightly, continued: "I have already written down this characteristic, and I will ask someone to check the identity of that person in the future." ”

"As for Brother Lin, you ......"

Looking at Lin Wentao's eyes full of anticipation: "Don't worry, Feng is not a person who breaks his promise to lose weight, and he will definitely help Brother Lin escape from this prison." "But before that, I still have to ask Brother Lin to cooperate with Chu."

"As long as I can get out of here, Mr. Lin will definitely fully cooperate."

Chu Wanxiang came out of Lin Wentao's cubicle and returned to the hall of Wenxuan Pavilion.

The hall was already in chaos, and no one noticed Chu Wanxiang's whereabouts at all.

Zhou Lang stood in the center of the hall, looking coldly at Wang Rongxuan and his henchmen, who were once again beaten to pieces by him.

Wang Rongxuan's face was blue and purple, and there were bruises in some places. It really looks a bit miserable.

"Zhou Lang, let's go." Chu Wanxiang didn't bother to look at him, pulled Zhou Lang and left.

The rest of Wang Rongxuan's gang rolled around in the store and wailed, and finally the shopkeeper sent them back to the mansion.

I heard that Wang Changqing was furious about this matter and mobilized a large number of people to look for Zhou Lang throughout the city, but of course he couldn't find it.

In the next few days, Chu Wanxiang often went to Wenxuan Pavilion, but when she went, she always wore men's clothes, and every time there were many people, she picked up the excitement.

In King Gong's mansion, Chu Mohan took the manuscript sent by Tianqing a few days ago and read it carefully.

Xiao Zhan's beautiful handwriting and eloquent writing are pleasing to the eye.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily raised, and he was in a happy mood.

"Fourth brother, what you told me has been done."

As soon as Xiaoyun entered the door, he saw the fourth brother looking at a manuscript with a smile.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and he joked, "Hey, fourth brother, you're sick." ”

"What nonsense." His voice brought Chu Mohan back to his senses.

Reluctantly put down the manuscript and looked up at Xiaoyun.

"I'm not talking nonsense, fourth brother, you are really sick, you have lovesickness. Express surprise. ”

Chu Mohan slapped him on the forehead, and Xiaoyun screamed.

"I see that you are sick, and I dare to tease your fourth brother."

Chu Mohan shook his head and smiled, he had nothing to do with this eighth brother.

"Hey, hey. Xiaoyun scratched his head: "Fourth brother, what are you looking at?" ”

Stay closer to home, the fourth brother's joke, that's all.

"Look at the show arranged by Princess Ming."

"What a show, what a show."

"After a while, you'll know."

"A play, of course, you have to have some expectations to watch it."

How can we know the ending in advance?

Time is like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, it will be an annual poetry meeting.

Every year, poetry festivals are held in the Imperial Palace, and the participants are aspiring young politicians and literati.

Everyone meets friends, chats about life, and exchanges ideas through poetry.

Sometimes, the emperor would also come to spy on these talented people.

If you are lucky, you will be valued by the emperor and you will be able to get an official position.

This is equivalent to a court exam in disguise.

Who is not tempted by such a good chance to ascend to heaven? Naturally, everyone wanted to express themselves well and please the emperor.

Before the poetry meeting began, the garden in the other courtyard was already crowded with young talents who had come to participate in the poetry meeting.

Of course, there are also some talented young ladies among them.

The female and male guests were divided into two sides by the garden arch bridge.

"Five princesses, there seem to be a lot more contestants in this year's poetry contest than before."

Standing beside Xiao Min was Jiang Qiyun, who had just been released from the inner court.

Because she lost the title of princess, she is now a lot less arrogant and domineering.

"Indeed, more. I heard that my father was coming today, so everyone should be very excited. ”