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At night, the waves are rolling and pouring eastward.

Releasing the divine sense, the peaks and mountains in the distance are like gatherings, and the rivers and mountains of the Dayan Dynasty rise and fall one after another, and I don't know how many stories are hidden in them.

"Yunsheng, you know what...... Abi and I grew up in the mountains, and before we were transformed, we were always afraid of being eaten by other beasts. Later, when I encountered an opportunity to cultivate, I absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and I had spiritual sense...... Descending into a human form, it has experienced hundreds of years. Later, our sisters were near a school during the day and eavesdropped on the old master's teaching of literacy. There are also the stories of talented and beautiful women passed down from the mouths of the people, which Ah Bi and I have also read, and even fantasized that our future husband would be like that......

Later, I learned that the stories of talented and beautiful women were all made up by people, and they were not true at all. In reality, most of the banshees who fall in love with humans do not end well, either being taken away by cultivators or abandoned by their husbands after learning the truth. So, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid that there will be such a result. Bai Susu's voice was very soft, as if he was telling someone else's story.

But listening to her to the end, it made Chang Jin's heart heavy.

Bai Susu's realm is very deep, but in terms of secular human feelings, she is also a little woman. What a trust to put your hands in your own hands at this moment.

This made Chang Jin feel a trace of pity in his heart, and he held her hand tightly for a long time and was unwilling to let go: "Susu, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son." This mountain is the proof, this water is the medium, I Chang Yunsheng will not let you down. ”

In Chang Jin's memory, I don't know how many love poems there are, and even he had thought about what to say when he met the woman he liked. But in front of Bai Susu, all the sweet words seemed to be overshadowed, and in the end, his answer was very simple and plain, without any flowery rhetoric.

Bai Susu smiled lightly, nodded, and said no more. Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son, all in one word.

I don't know how long it took for them to remember to return to Huyang Mansion.

Come and return. When the Yin God of Changjin returns to his senses, the time has passed three times.

Sleepless tonight, he simply picked up his pen and corrected Li Shangyin's poem "Untitled":

Tonight's stars and tonight's wind, quarrying on the riverside. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart.

Slightly changed, more in line with his state of mind at this time.

After writing, Chang Jin chanted lightly, put down the brush, and practiced the "Twelve Floors Meditation Sutra". Now cultivating, Chang Jin is not to break through the shackles, but to calm his mind.

He has entered the third turn of the Ghost Immortal in just over a year, and this kind of cultivation can almost be called a person who has never been seen before or after, so Chang Jin is not in a hurry to improve his realm. What's more, he has now found a way to break through, but it will take time.

Breathing for half an hour, Chang Jin began to deliberately put his divine sense into the mud palace to lead the magic pen, at first he didn't feel that after about a stick of incense, he suddenly sensed a trace of strangeness in the magic pen.

There seems to be a rather large aura there, which can be faintly sensed, but it can't be perceived just by using divine sense.

In the final analysis, it is the reason why the realm is too low.

From a very early stage, Chang Jin has been guessing the origin of this magic pen. Perhaps it is a treasure left by a powerful immortal god in ancient times. It's a pity that he rummaged through all the books around him, but he didn't find a similar record. Even Chang Jin knocked on the side of the imperial staff, but he also didn't get an answer.

However, Chang Jin was not discouraged, he believed that as the realm improved, there would always be a day when things would be figured out.

Until the sky was bright, Chang Jin ended the temptation. got up and practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard, and then cleaned up and went out. Wang Qinian and Ding Yue didn't return last night, so he could only go to breakfast alone.

Breakfast was simple, Chang Jin asked for a plate of big buns, rice porridge and small pickles, and ate to his heart's content.

After eating, there was nothing to do, Chang Jin simply returned to the inn, but he didn't think that as soon as he arrived at the door, the shopkeeper greeted him: "Chang Gongzi, Chang Gongzi, someone in the backyard is looking for you, saying that you are going to participate in some kind of cultural meeting." ”

This little two, his attitude towards Chang Jin is obviously much more enthusiastic than the day before yesterday, almost flattering. The reason is very simple, Ding Yue told the second child Chang Jin to be admitted to the Wanshan Mansion case, and the poetry and literature are famous.

"Oh, thank you for informing" Chang Jin arched his hand and hurriedly walked into the hospital.

A servant in silk clothes was sitting at the stone table in the backyard, and when he saw Chang Jin, he immediately got up and presented the invitation, and said respectfully: "But Chang Gongzi from Wanshan Mansion? My master is Tang Zhengming Tang Gongzi, please go to your home today to enjoy the lotus, Wang Gongzi and Ding Gongzi are here." ”

"Oh," Chang Jin reached out and took the invitation. There are a few large paragraphs written on the text. The content is nothing more than a long-term admiration of the name, coinciding with the rain last night, the pond of lotus flowers in full bloom, and Chang Jin is specially invited to participate in the literary meeting...... What is a little bit of the friendship of the landlord.

After reading the invitation, Chang Jin smiled slightly in his heart. He has always stayed away from this kind of literary meeting, always thinking that his ambitions are not the same. But now Chang Jin's heart has changed a lot, and he goes with the flow. Since he has the ambition of Confucianism, he naturally can't do it alone, and needs to find some like-minded people.

In Confucianism, there is a lot of empty talk, but there are also some real talents, and it is better to get acquainted.

It's just that I'm afraid that if there is no good feast today, there will be no good feast.

Now that Taoism has been revealed, Confucian authority has gradually begun to decline. For this situation, ordinary people feel that it is not obvious, but the children of Confucianism can see it clearly, after all, it is related to their own interests.

Every time a literary meeting is held, everyone will talk freely, complain to the government, the Taoist Academy, and even worse, get drunk and scold.

This kind of literary meeting is small in scale, and most of them are confidants and friends who get together and talk freely.

There is also a kind of literary meeting, which is held by those local famous and wealthy families, mainly to meet friends with poetry and writing, so as to improve the reputation and status of the family, and recruit some talents by the way.

When Chang Jin first entered Huyang Mansion, he had already heard that the Tang family was a famous family in Huyang Mansion, and the Tang family accounted for two percent of the shops in the city. In the capital of Yingzhou, the Tang family also has a lot of industries, so the Tang family is known as the Tang half of the city in Huyang Mansion.

And Tang Xuan and Tang Zhengming are the eldest young masters of the Tang family, and they are very likely to become the head of the Tang family in the future.

Such a person holds a literary meeting, and I don't know how many scholars want to take the opportunity to get ahead. Therefore, stepping on people has become a natural thing.

Especially Chang Jin, with a few poems, he broke into the name of Nuoda, which made many scholars secretly jealous. The greater the fame, the easier it is to be trampled on. If you think about it, you will know the truth, if you step on an unknown person, even if you succeed, it will not cause much repercussions. And stepping on a celebrity to take the position, that is, the world knows the success in one fell swoop.

With such a big return, how can it not be coveted.

In addition, trampling on the locals is likely to attract retaliation from the other party afterwards. And Chang Jin is a foreigner, so he doesn't have to worry about retaliation if he offends, and the safety factor is high.

Therefore, although Chang Jin has not yet come out, he can sense how many people will provoke him later.

It's just that he doesn't worry, if he wants to step on his own position, he needs a good pair of teeth

Seeing that Chang Jin was silent for a long time, the servant next to him couldn't help but speak: "Chang Gongzi, before the villain came, my son-in-law specially instructed him to invite Chang Gongzi." If Chang Gongzi has other instructions, the villain will also report to my master. ”

"Other commands...... Hehe, no. When he went back to tell Tang Gongzi, he said that Chang Jin would go to the meeting on time in the afternoon. Chang Jin understood the unfinished meaning of the servant's words, and clearly said that as long as he went to the cultural meeting, he didn't have to appear in front of everyone.

From this point of view, Tang Zhengming is very particular about doing things. But Chang Jin doesn't need it, how dare he go to Liangshan without a three-plate axe.

This servant is Tang Zhengming's right-hand man, and he usually sees the world when he is sent there. At this moment, seeing Chang Jin's sonorous and powerful speech, his eyes were like electricity, and his expression was radiant and unremarkable, he was secretly surprised in his heart.

With such a demeanor, he only saw it in his own son-in-law, and he never thought that the scholar in front of him was also like this.

The servant thought in his heart, and replied slowly: "Okay, the little one will go back and tell my son-in-law." Chang Gongzi, there will be a carriage to pick you up in the afternoon. ”

With that, the servant saluted again and took his leave.

Chang Jin sent the servant away and picked up the invitation again to take a closer look. Tang Zhengming knew that he came to Huyang Mansion, and Ding Yue must have revealed it intentionally or unintentionally.

However, after this person learned about it, he immediately sent someone to invite him, which was not simple.

What is the reward, as soon as you hear it, you will understand that it is an excuse.

He was a little confused in his heart, what did Tang Zhengming mean by asking him, could it be that he really wanted him to make a few poems to give the Tang family a strong reputation.

If so, the servant's previous account would not make sense.

Is it because he has a fancy to his identity as a cultivator? This is even more impossible, because no one can know about his cultivation except for those close to him.

After thinking about it for a long time, Chang Jin didn't come up with a reason, so he could only give up.

Anyway, when I go to Tang's house in the afternoon, I will know as soon as I get it.

The lotus appreciation time is set in the afternoon, and there is also a special one, it must be that the Tang family is preparing to hold a dinner, and by the way, you can ⊥ guests to stay overnight.

But it was said that Chang Jin was guessing here, and the servant quickly rushed back to the Tang Mansion in a carriage, and then walked straight into the Tang family's courtyard.

The Tang family is strong, and this courtyard is magnificent, with a courtyard of nearly 200 acres. There is a lake dug in the middle, a wooden promenade is built on the surface of the lake, lotus flowers are planted in the water, and an island the size of half an acre is artificially piled up in the center of the lake.

Tang Xuan and Tang Zhengming were sitting in the pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake playing chess at the moment, and the game against him was a young Taoist

This game has reached the end of the game, Tang Zhengming is obviously at a disadvantage, but he still did not give up, but frowned and stared at the chessboard.

Meditate. After a long time, I fell again.

The person on the opposite side had the advantage, and the fall was naturally fast.

Tang Xuan stared at the chessboard for a long time before he sighed: "Dao Chief, this game is Zhengming's loss," After speaking, he put down the chess pieces in his hand in a dashing manner.

"Hehe, the poor road is just a fluke. The young Taoist replied with a smile. In fact, halfway through this game of chess, Tang Xuan had already shown defeat. The young Taoist should have secretly conceded to each other, and only won two or three sons in the end, so as not to hurt the harmony.

But he didn't do this, but instead fell ruthlessly, persecuted, and left no back.

I did this because I wanted to see Tang Xuan's heart from it. This person is the person chosen by the teacher, and if he is afraid of things and gives up lightly, then he is not worthy of support.