Lintian was stopped by Hongxia, this was not a big deal, but after all, this is Fengxuan Tower, and Miss Feng'er is still there, so the people who are leaving also pay attention.

If Miss Feng'er asked him to stay, then this would sting everyone's hearts again, and Lintian would become the public enemy of men in the whole capital.

Hongxia said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that Lin Gongzi became the bosom friend of the last song, and he should have stayed to go to Accord to talk about it, but the sisters in my gauze tent are a little inconvenient today, so I can't stay Lin Tiangongzi, I can only come back another day, please forgive me!"

After hearing this, Lintian breathed a sigh of relief, of course he didn't want to be the public enemy of the whole capital, so after hearing Hongxia's words, he didn't have any dislike, since he knew who the people in the gauze tent were, so he had no objection to such a result.

When the surrounding people heard this, they were also a little relieved, after all, it was not Miss Feng'er's retention, so they could continue to maintain their fantasies.

Hongxia continued: "It's just Lintian Gongzi, I don't know if you can give this song "Will Enter the Wine" to my sister? I know it's presumptuous to say this, but your poem is familiar with the meaning of the last song, so it is of great use to my sister!"

Lintian was a little strange, and he couldn't help but look at the gauze tent on the stage, originally he had a different point of view from the people inside, but he didn't understand, why did she recognize herself so much in the end, was it really moved by what she said?

Lintian was silent for a while, but in the end he sighed indifferently, originally this poem was 'for her to hear', so since this is the case, it is reasonable to give it to her.

Lintian nodded. said, "It's okay. Since it is useful to her. Give it to her over there!"

"What?

At this time, not only him, but also everyone who left immediately, heard Lintian say this, and they also exclaimed, and sent it like this?

Lintian naturally didn't know why everyone exclaimed, just looked at Tuofei and said: "It's just a poem, it's okay, just have the opportunity to write one!"

Everyone was speechless......

I really don't know that Lintian is ignorant. In this era, even the first draft of a famous poem must be treasured and handed down to the next generation, not to mention the national fortune poem, not to mention the best of the national fortune poems, the 'Nine Heavens Dragon Poems'?

This kind of poetry is not something that can be bought with money, if one day, Lin Tianzhen's literary position will increase greatly. The realm is high, then this poem will also improve the realm. It's possible to enter the 'Yin Virtue Realm' or not.

At that time, it will not be as simple as a poem, and this may become a 'magic weapon' on the road of cultural cultivation!~

However, everyone didn't expect that Lintian would actually send it when he said it......

Even Hongxia was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Lintian to be so happy, she said: "Since this is the case, then thank you Lintian Gongzi, he day, after my sister rests, I will invite Lintian Gongzi to Accord for a while." ”

Lintian nodded, but didn't say anything. Then he handed the poem in his hand to Hongxia.

Tuofei on the side trembled a little greedily, and couldn't help but think in his heart, if it is really a heavy color and light friend, such a good thing, give it to a woman, just give it, hum! I said that I was not interested in anything, I would rather lack than abuse, it was all fake, well, he must be pretending, hypocrite!

Lintian didn't know Tuofei's resentment, but looking at his eyes, he could guess a few points, but he just smiled, he still knew a lot about Tuofei's temperament.

Then he said: "Then Lin will leave today!"

Hongxia saluted, and Lintian pulled the somewhat reluctant Tuofei to walk outside.

In the gauze tent, Miss Feng'er looked at Lintian's back, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, which was incredibly beautiful, but this smile, if Hongxia saw it, she would be extremely surprised, this may be the most real time she laughed over the years.

She was really happy, and at the same time, she thought that she would definitely thank her Uncle Tsing Yi when she went back, maybe she would go to Dongzhou Holy Courtyard soon......

"Thank you...... If it's fate, I'll have a drink with you......"

Just as Lintian walked to the door, this voice came, Lintian paused, suddenly looked back at the gauze tent, he didn't speak, just glanced at it, and then nodded, then turned around and pulled the curious Tuofei out of Fengxuan Tower.

He knew that Miss Feng'er was thanking him for the poem, so he just returned the gift and it was over.

He hadn't seen the woman in the gauze tent, but he knew that it was Feng'er girl inside, and the two had no intention of meeting, probably because they knew how inconvenient the other party was, so Lintian didn't think much about it, and he didn't feel regretful, Lintian just felt that he finally had the opportunity to prove his state of mind, so he felt very comfortable.

Originally, Li Zhongmin's humiliation during the day, he was still a little depressed in his heart, but now it seems that it has been somewhat alleviated.

Since then, Fengxuanlou's qin poems have come to an end, although many people are not very happy, but it does not affect people's relishing after dinner, but after this, whether the impression of Lintian in people's minds has changed, it is unknown......

At this time, the sky has already darkened, but after all, the capital is different from other places, plus the previous 'National Fortune Dragon Yin', so the noise on the streets now has not stopped.

While walking towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, Tuofei kept complaining, mainly because Lintian sent out the Nine Xiaolong poems, but he didn't ask for any benefits, it was really a tyrannical thing, no matter how you think about it, you feel a loss.

Lin Tian just smiled and said nothing, in his opinion, even if he knew the value of that poem, it would have no meaning for him, because he didn't know his future path, he saw a lot of things today, the most important are two things.

The first is that after meeting Li Zhongmin, he knew that he should be able to see 'her' at the feast, maybe just from a distance, but for some reason, he is looking forward to seeing her again.

The second is that Lintian saw his own sea of transport, which was barren. The parched and cracked earth. He was helpless. Even if the infusion of the torrent of national fortune only became soft, but it had no effect, he only understood at this time that he had a long way to go if he wanted to change his future path.

The so-called heavy responsibility and long way to go, he himself feels that it is a little indescribable, because of the difficulties he faces. It is unimaginable to others, and no one will believe it even when it is said, it is an endless, vast land, and what Lintian wants to do in the future is to water this land into an ocean......

He is alone in the ocean, he does it alone.

At this moment, he finally had some faith that the heavens would give people a number of lives, because he felt that he was ridiculous and had a huge sea of fortunes. Others are beyond the reach of huge containers, however. But there was not a drop of water, which seemed to be a prank of the heavens.

However, Lintian only believed, but it did not mean that he obeyed or accepted it safely.

After he saw himself transporting the sea, Lintian had a crazy idea, that is, to fill this sea that should have been a vast ocean!

He must be fighting with luck, fate, and heaven!

Lintian and Wen Yong returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it was late at night.

Tong Wenyong said a few words, and Lintian returned to the room, ready to rest early.

A lot of things happened today, and it was just to buy a copy of "Daxuan Classics" with Tuofei, but I didn't expect it, and it went through twists and turns.

Now he is indeed a little tired, after a simple wash, he turned off the lights and lay quietly on the bed.

But maybe it's because I think too much, after lying down, Lintian can't sleep, the room is quiet and dark, and the early summer moonlight shines obliquely through the half-open window.

Lintian remembered when he was a child, although it was a little vague, but he still vaguely remembered that it was probably when he was three or four years old, as long as he went to bed at night, his parents always opened half a window for him, and since then, he has been used to watching the moon sleep, watching the moon think, and watching the moon in a daze......

It was the first time in a long time that he had remembered what had happened before he was five years old, but it was the only thing he remembered. After all, at the age of five, some things have returned to dust. The only thing that bears the mark, apart from the fire, is this half-open 'moon window'.

Lintian looked at the quiet moonlight outside the window, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, the moon here is the same as the moon in the memory of the previous life, but I don't know, is there also a 'Chang'e' on it?

He deliberately didn't think about his past, the beauty of his childhood, even if he didn't have a clear impression, but he knew that before the fire, he was very happy in Wenxian because his parents were by his side.

Wenxian is his hometown, but in Lintian's heart now, it is a relatively dark and sad place, because he has some hatred, and it is there.

Before Lintian was five years old, his parents were alive, and he thought that was called his hometown, but now, only himself, where is his hometown?

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. ”

"Look up at the bright moon and think of your hometown. ”

Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Lintian read softly. This is the famous sentence of the poet in memory, Lintian is not an empathetic sigh at this moment, but a somewhat bitter self-deprecation.

Some people, even if they are alone, have a hometown to find, a hometown to think about. However, although he has a hometown, he does not have any hometown friendship, and there is only hatred.

However, Lintian was not sad, because of the sad years, even he didn't know how to get through it, he stayed in the Wen family for more than ten years, and this painful time was the saddest time, but it has passed.

He knows that his current self is not the same as before, he does not have any right to be sad, and sadness has no effect.

Because, 'God' will not show mercy to anyone, he will only play according to the rules he has set, and he will not let anyone jump out of its rules.

Lintian has always thought so, because if God really knows mercy, then what has happened to him over the years, including now?

Unconsciously, Lintian thought of his own sea and the strange encounter he had experienced.

With the memory of his past life, this is his most important magic weapon, maybe a year ago, he was only literate and had not read a book, if it weren't for such a large amount of information in his previous life, he might not be able to go now.

But under such conditions, his own sea of fortune is dry, which is like a joke played by God.

Filling up the sea is not a simple process. You can't really rely on the poems of the national fortune every time. And this is simply not enough. Lintian knows that cultural cultivation is a huge project.

The realm of fame and fame is the road to the official career, which is admired by all the people, and the luck is great, so that you can achieve fame, and fame is enough. In other words, if you really want to lay a good foundation in the first realm of literary cultivation. Then you can only heart to the court, as the way of an official.

Until 'success and fame', it is true to accumulate luck, break through the realm, and reach the 'Yin Virtue Realm'.

And the Yin Virtue realm is even more insurmountable, and Lintian can't reach it for the time being, but he knows that every realm is a little similar. That's the accumulation of money.

In the realm of fame, you need a literary degree. Official positions are needed, and even more so, there is a need for an exposition of knowledge, and all this, without money, is impossible.

To put it bluntly, the realm of merit and fame of Wenxiu is actually still in the world, and any realm cannot be separated from the world, because no one can jump into the rules of heaven, so even a saint cannot cross the world.

So in the final analysis, in addition to talent, Wen Xiu also relies on heritage, background, and money.

Came to the capital, Lintian understood a lot, a son of an official eunuch, even if he didn't learn or know, there was no lack of luck, this is the power of the family, but a poor family, but he can only rely on his own hard work to study the cold window, but he may not have a good reputation and a good literary position.

The world is like this, people often say, luck is a kind of strength, who let you not live in a noble family? So people who are lucky, rely on luck and background to improve themselves, Lintian is admitted, this is not shameful, nor ridiculous.

However, Lintian has no envy, nor does he have any inferiority, he feels that all this seems to be his life, but the final result, no one can say, so far, no one can see what 'God' looks like, and no one has ever refuted God.

So Lintian felt that he still had a chance to change his fate.

But in the future, it may be that making money is the first goal, at least not allowing yourself to suffer materially.

............

In the mansion of the Wen family's capital, the lights are still flickering, and through the candlelight reflection, you can know that there are four people inside.

Wen Liang looked at Wen Yong, Wen San and Wen Liang with a calm face.

After Wen Yong vomited blood and fainted before, he returned to Wen Liang's mansion, and after a short treatment, he had recovered his strength, but his face was still not too good, waiting for Wen Liang's lecture.

Wen Liang also just came back, and he went to the 'Nine Kings' Mansion before. After he came back, he heard about the whole thing, but he also knew a little bit about it in the Nine Kings Mansion.

Wen Yong thought that Wen Liang would teach a few lessons, but he didn't expect that Wen Liang would laugh lightly.

"Sometimes you have to be open-minded, if you are depressed for a long time, there will be some big problems, I understand today's events, you all sit down. Wen Liang said calmly.

Wen Yong and the others felt a strange feeling in their hearts, why? The second uncle didn't even give a lecture, is there any happy event? While thinking about it, the third son of the Wen family sat down in response.

Wen Liang looked at Wen Yong approvingly, and Wen Yong was a little flustered in his heart, and he was also very puzzled.

Wen Liang knew that the three of them had some doubts in their hearts, and finally restrained their smiles.

"Actually, if I don't go to the Nine Princes' Mansion, I may really have to reprimand you a few words, which is indeed a bit reckless, but after all, I came back from the Nine Princes, so I still have to praise you a few words. ”

When Wen Yong heard this, he was even more puzzled, and said a little weakly: "I don't know what happened to the second uncle?"

Wen Liang looked at Wen Yong and said: "Although Wen Bi lost to you this time, and he failed to suppress the kid in Lintian, but inadvertently, you gained the benefit of another thing, do you know that your poem of national fortune is very important to the Nine Princes, so before, he sent someone to call me over." ”

Wen Liang continued: "You must remember that we are the people of the Nine Kings, and after the change of generation in the future, the Wen family will be a first-class family in the Great Xuan Kingdom. The feast of the day after tomorrow is imminent, this is the most important feast in these years, the 'Ruoyu County Lord' returns to Beijing, and her belonging is the matter of the entire Dongzhou, and this luck is precisely related to the Nine Kings' plan to seize power. ”

The three sons of the Wen family listened quietly, they knew that the Nine Kings were the biggest backers of the Wen family, and this was the relationship that their father and second uncle had spent decades climbing, so it must be very important and related to the fate of the Wen family.

Wen Liang said: "The third prince of Yasukuni came to the capital, which is the arrangement of the nine kings, because ordinary people may not know that the 'Ruoyu County Lord' is the body of heavenly fortune, so no matter what, it is impossible to send the 'Ruoyu County Lord' away from the Great Xuan Kingdom, but if he is not in the Great Xuan, it will be the best result." ”

Wen Yong was puzzled: "Then what does this have to do with us, and what can I do?"

Wen Liang smiled and said: "All this, the Nine Kings and the Third Prince of Yasukuni have their own arrangements, Yasukuni wants to target me Daxuan for so many years, and there has been no chance, but after this feast, it may be about to break, but when it comes to you, you are really lucky." The Nine Kings saw your vision of national fortune poetry before, so I feel that our literary family is full of talents and can be reused!"

Wen Liang suddenly felt a little proud, and continued: "The Nine Kings called me over and asked the children of our Wen family, the Nine Princes are righteous, he values you very much, so in the future, the road of our Wen family will get better and better, and after a two-day feast, the Nine Kings need you to show your talent again!"

Speaking of this, Wen Yong was finally a little excited, his originally pale face seemed to have recovered a little, and he looked at Wen Liang excitedly.

"Second uncle, is this true, what do I need to do?"

Wen Yong suddenly came to his senses, he understood, what kind of concept is it to show his talent in the feast? This is the most eye-catching feast in the entire Great Xuan Kingdom, if he is in the limelight there, it is not the ordinary meaning.

Wen Yong suddenly felt that Fengxuanlou's Wenbi was nothing anymore, because he had a bigger stage.

Wen Yong couldn't help but burn again in his heart, and remembered Lintian coldly, "Hmph, sooner or later, I will step on your head, I can only say that you don't have a good background, what if you are talented?

Wen Liang looked at Wen Yong with a smile and said: "This is the plan of the Nine Kings, so you need to perform well, as for the details, and the reasons before and after, I will tell you in detail early tomorrow morning, you need to prepare well, don't be sloppy, this is a good opportunity to perform in front of the Nine Kings." Go back and rest, tomorrow morning, come to my study, there is only one day. ”

"Yes, second uncle......"

The night has fallen silent again, and no one knows what kind of day tomorrow will bring...... (To be continued.) )