Steward Wang thought for two seconds, but still expressed his worries.

He roughly guessed that Lin Yanchen was trying to trick those Confucian geniuses and make them treat the bitter and sour green orange as if they were treasures, but wouldn't this be a slap in the face of Confucianism?

Even if martial arts are prosperous and Confucianism is declining now, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, no matter how powerful Lin Yanchen is, he will never be the opponent of the behemoth of Confucianism.

However, Lin Yanchen did not choose to make any concessions, and waved his hand directly.

"Steward Wang is too worried, those Confucian students have already worshiped the official as a teacher, although the official did not formally accept apprentices, but they can also be regarded as their husband, the official is that they are too impetuous, can not really do learning as a scholar, so at the beginning of the first spur one or two, of course, the official also has his own measure, the king steward and do according to the official said that any consequences are borne by the official."

"Lord Lin, don't get me wrong, the small one doesn't mean that, just now I was just worried that the adults were confused for a while, but now it seems that the small ones are too pedantic, those Confucian students have always been arrogant, and this arrogance is not suitable for studying, Lord Lin's clever plan is really not something we can guess!"

Steward Wang didn't forget to take a sycophant before leaving, completely with a servile face, without the image of a master.

This caused Lin Yanchen to begin to doubt himself.

"Shhh...... Could it be that this old man is really an ordinary butler? If it's a five-grade master, as for pretending to be like this? It's completely unnecessary. ”

Just thinking about it, Master Hou next to him interrupted in a low voice.

Lin Yanchen reacted, and the subordinate who had gone to get the best pen and ink had returned.

He clasped his fists and saluted, and immediately took a box made of rosewood from the hands of his subordinates, who were panting and his hands were trembling.

However, Lin Yanchen remembered that it was an old servant who went out, but it turned out to be a young servant who came back.

Looking at the fine beads of sweat on the young servant's face, you knew that they had trotted all the way.

It's just that Lin Yanchen was puzzled, he clearly sensed that this young servant was a martial artist at the peak of the ninth grade, not to mention walking like flying, at least running three kilometers would not be tired like this.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanchen inexplicably had an idea, but he couldn't be completely sure.

So he simply tested one or two for himself, he first put the box back in the servant's hand, and then used his internal force to run out of the door.

But the result was not as far away as he expected, but he only moved a few steps, and this is the speed level of a normal adult.

Lin Yanchen finally confirmed his guess now.

"It seems that the magic weapon in this house is indeed not an ordinary product, and it can even limit the internal strength of the martial artist! I probably have the strength of the seventh grade, but I can't even do damage! This can be limited even if it is the sixth grade, even if it can't completely block the internal force, at least it can limit some parts, so isn't staying in this house the same as a turtle shell? ”

In the capital, the whereabouts of each of the masters of the fifth rank and above will be registered in advance, unless they are absolutely trustworthy like Huaiyu, and the rest of the masters will be immediately noticed and arrested by the eldest grandson Shen, the great master who is sitting in the town, as long as they appear in Kyoto.

And those below the fifth grade, who basically enter this house, are ordinary people, wouldn't it be beautiful to arrange some hidden weapons of yin people?

Lin Yanchen didn't even care about what kind of precious treasure the pen and ink was at this time, he just wanted to ask Master Hou first what grade of magic weapon this town house was, and where did he get such a good artifact?

But when the words came to his lips, he was forced back.

He suddenly thought, such a good baby, what if he reminded him, Master Hou also brought it after he left? There's no place to cry when you cry!

Therefore, just in case, he still didn't say it to his face, but deliberately used other topics to distract Master Hou.

As long as you wait for Master Hou to leave this time, everything in the house will be regarded as his Lin Yanchen's!

When the other party wants to regret it, there is no way!

"Master Hou, your set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone is really a good treasure! It's better than the set His Majesty gave me before! The words are obviously different! ”

Lin Yanchen opened the rosewood box, and quickly started dancing on the paper, the reason why he was so fast was just that he didn't want a few people in the room to be entangled in why he ran just now.

In fact, the results are remarkable.

Master Hou was instantly attracted by Lin Yanchen's words, and hurriedly got up from the chair and waved his hand repeatedly.

"Hey, Xiaoyou, I don't dare to say this, the gift from His Majesty must be countless times better than the old decay, but the decayed set pays more attention to warmth and cultivation on weekdays, so that the little friend feels easy to use, hahaha."

Lin Yanchen scoffed at this, he touched the box a few times just now, and his hands were already full of ashes, if he was constantly warm, then he would directly eat Ollie upside down!

But he still nodded and pretended to be stunned.

"I see, I see! Master Hou really has a soft spot for this, which coincides with the following! ”

Lin Yanchen's words are mixed with falsehood.

Needless to say, as for the truth, Lin Yanchen, like Master Hou, doesn't know anything about pen and ink at all.

So there were no words in his mouth just now, and he directly said that the ink was good, as for whether it was good or not, how did he know, anyway, it was the same with a brush, and he still preferred the feel of the pen, not to mention anything else, at least the writing was much faster than the brush.

Even he doesn't like to write with a pen, or the keyboard is the most comfortable, but obviously, he doesn't want to touch the "weapon of chivalry" again in his life, even if the great man of chivalry, for the key for the disk, he can only be a brush man now......

After about a cup of tea, Lin Yanchen had already finished writing two poems, and a burst of brainless praise from Master Hou was naturally indispensable during the period.

Among them, Lin Yanchen had already picked out the three bedrooms and one living room with his toes when he heard it.

Among them, there are both praise poems and beautiful words, but most of the descriptions are a little "inappropriate" or too exaggerated.

Lin Yanchen really wanted to say, "If you don't know how to praise, don't praise it, okay?" "That's very good, don't say it next time".

But every time he thought that he was coming to the house for nothing, he endured all the grievances.

"Master Hou, let's take a look, if you are satisfied, I will write this time in the future, and it can be regarded as the only authentic work."

Lin Yanchen jokingly pushed the two pieces of rice paper towards Master Hou.

Master Hou's excited hands were trembling, and he immediately stepped forward to take a closer look at them.

His mouth was even more admiring, but when he saw the lower right corner of Zhushi, he was obviously stunned.