Riding in the carriage, through the door curtain, Su Wen saw his mansion going farther and farther, and his heart was full of emotion for a while.

The little girl beside her also showed a strong sense of reluctance in her eyes, and her eyes were slightly red, so Su Wen had to gently hold her in her arms to show comfort.

"Someday, we will be back. This sentence is not only for Su Yu, but also for himself.

The carriage quickly drove out of the city gate and went to the post station outside the city, but he didn't think that this early in the morning, a lot of people had gathered at the post station, and from a distance, it was dark and oppressive.

Su Wen looked suspicious through the door curtain, and when he saw Yin Wuxian, Cheng De, Zhang Xiaoshan and others standing in front of the crowd, Su Wen already understood that this was Yin Wuxian's arrangement.

Yin Wuxian had told Su Wen before that he would deliberately release the wrong news, lying that Su Wen was going to a neighboring city to study, but he didn't want to make it like this.

Nominally, it is to see off Su Wen, but in fact, he wants to spread Su Wen's whereabouts through these people!

Su Wen knew in his heart, jumped out of the carriage, walked to the post station, first saluted the adults, and then said: "You are so loving, the students really can't afford it!"

Cheng Dele smiled and said: "Mr. naturally deserves it! Yesterday before the temple, in the Chunxi Building, everything that Mr. did made me admire, and I learned that Mr. was going out to study, and I should come to see him off!"

Of course, Chengde knew the real reason why Su Wen left Linchuan City, but he had already unified his caliber with Yin Wuxian, and at this time, it was not leaky.

Su Wen said a few polite words, and then saw Yin Wuxian come forward, handed over a small burden to Su Wen, and said: "This is my entanglement with Master Cheng to Mr., although it is not much, but it is also a heart, I hope Mr. will accept it." ”

Su Wen was about to refuse, but when he saw Yin Wuxian secretly glancing at him, he suddenly understood that in this burden, I am afraid that there is more than just entanglement, so he accepted it and thanked him solemnly.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoshan on the side immediately laughed and scolded: "You two old guys, you actually quietly prepared things behind my back, fortunately I had already prepared, otherwise wouldn't my reputation as the richest man in the hall be ruined by you?"

Saying that, Zhang Xiaoshan took out a thick red envelope from his arms and handed it to Su Wen, after Su Wen took it, he just pinched it with his hand slightly, and knew that it was filled with silver tickets, judging from the thick Cheng dù of this red envelope, and Zhang Xiaoshan's title of the richest man, I am afraid it will not be less than 10,000 taels!

Su Wen was terrified in his heart and wanted to refuse politely, but Yin Wuxian on the side smiled and said: "Su Wen, don't be embarrassed, it is not easy to let Brother Zhang's iron rooster pluck a few hairs, you can't live up to Brother Zhang's wishes!"

With bursts of laughter, Zhang Xiaoshan's face did not change, and he snorted coldly: "What do you know, I am called a diligent and thrifty housekeeper, otherwise how can I earn such a family business?"

Su Wen smiled at the corner of his mouth, bowed down to thank Zhang Xiaoshan, and then, many people came forward one after another to talk to Su Wen.

Some only verbally expressed their support for Su Wen, while others gave light or heavy gifts to express their hearts.

There was even an aunt who brought an old hen, which made Su Wen cry and laugh.

"Su Gongzi, you can earn a big face for my Linchuan City yesterday, we will always support you!"

"That's it, Su Gongzi, you have to come back as soon as possible, I have such a genius as you in Linchuan City, and I have a light on my face when I say it!"

"Su Gongzi, take care all the way!"

In the end, Su Wen even saw the golden sledgehammer in the crowd, which was stronger than a cow, still with an incomparably honest smile.

"Master Su, I admired you yesterday, although I don't understand poetry, but I also know that your lyrics must be very good, and my father also asked me to take you as an example!"

Su Wen couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he heard this, last night in Chunxi Building, this golden sledgehammer said that he didn't know calligraphy, which made people laugh, and now he didn't understand poetry himself, I really don't know how to choose the second acupoint after he was promoted to Gongsheng in the future.

As he spoke, Jin Dazhui suddenly took out a short sword and said to Su Wen: "This is my father's fight, although it is said that the martial arts are declining now, but holding this sword can also play a role in self-defense, Su Gongzi accept it!"

Su Wen took the short sword, hung it on his waist, and said with a smile: "Brother Jin helped me thank Ling Zun, I accepted this sword, I hope we can see you in the state exam in the future!"

Jin Dazhui smiled innocently, hammered his solid chest, and nodded: "Well!

Seeing that it was not too early, everyone did not dare to delay Su Wen's trip, so they said goodbye to Su Wen one after another, but at this time, Yin Wuxian suddenly stepped forward and said to Su Wen: "Since Mr. is leaving, it is better to leave a painting of ink treasure, which can be regarded as a memory, and it can also inspire those students in the private school in the future!"

Su Wen smiled: "It's okay, but there is no pen and paper here." ”

"Yes! Who said no!" Cheng De on the side was afraid that Su Wen would regret it, so he quickly took out a good ink pen from his arms and handed it to Su Wen.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiaoshan and Yin Wuxian also took out rice paper, inkstones, ink ingots and paperweights as if they were playing tricks, and several garrisons even brought a stone table and placed it in front of Su Wen.

Su Wen shook his head, sighed deliberately, and said, "It turns out that a few adults are prepared!

As soon as Su Wen's words came out, he immediately provoked bursts of laughter, but Yin Wuxian and a few old foxes, their faces were awe-inspiring, and they also said conclusively: "As a scholar, the four treasures of the study room must always be around!"

Su Wen couldn't help but be amused, if this could still fool the past, then what was going on with the stone table in front of him?

But Su Wen didn't care so much, he smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll make a poem!"

As he spoke, Su Wen's gaze swept to the thousands of weeds on the ancient road on the side, and he already had a case in his heart.

During the time that Su Wen was thinking, Yin Wuxian had already laid out rice paper for him, and Chengde was also grinding the ink in a hurry, if this scene was spread, I don't know how many people's jaws would be shocked.

The lord of a city personally laid out the paper, and the dean of the Holy Inquisition studied the ink for it, how many people have this kind of treatment?

However, at this moment, everyone's attention was not focused on this, but looked at Su Wen intently, speculating in his heart, this time, what kind of earth-shattering poem could Su Wen make?

Su Wen's "Ascending" attracted the presence of the demi-saints, and everyone witnessed it with their own eyes, compared with it, Su Wen's "Qingyu Case" in Chunxi Building did not attract too much attention from everyone, after all, according to the height of talent at that time, it was just a sigh.

So in the hearts of everyone, they have always thought that Su Wen's attainments in poetry are better than words, and at this moment, when they heard that Su Wen was going to compose poetry again, everyone seemed very excited, and they didn't even dare to breathe under their breath.

With Su Wen's gaze, everyone also saw the weeds growing on the side of the ancient road, and couldn't help but guess, could it be that the poem Su Wen was going to write this time was related to this weed?

Su Wen didn't let everyone wonder for too long, and after a while, he took the pen from Zhang Xiaoshan's hand, filled it with ink, and his wrist moved quickly!

Among Su Wen's eight major literary positions, one of them is a scholar, which was opened with the "Belly Pain Sticker" by the grass saint Zhang Xu, so what he wrote at this time was also cursive.

The pen fell on the paper, and suddenly became frenzied, and under the attention of everyone, Su Wen's first poem had already fallen.

"Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. ”

Sure enough, it is related to grass! With just this sentence, Chengde, who was grinding ink on the side, was already stunned, completely forgetting his duties at this time, and just looked at the cursive script on the paper in a daze, and the shock in his heart was beyond measure.

However, at this time, no one dared to open his mouth to disturb Su Wen, and even Zhang Xiaoshan wanted to applaud him, but he held back his breath and turned red.

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows. ”

Yin Wuxian stared at this line of poetry, and sighed in his heart: "Wonderful! This sentence depicts the tenacity of the weeds so vividly, even the wildfire can't stop the majestic vitality, just wait for the spring breeze to come, and naturally break through the ground!"

Just thinking about it, Yin Wuxian trembled in his heart, although this poem is really talking about weeds at this moment, why is it not referring to Su Wen himself?

Su Wen was forced to leave Linchuan City by the Xu family, isn't it just like a weed that has been hit by a wildfire? As long as Su Wen becomes a tribute student and enters the academy, he can re-show his most powerful vitality like a weed, which is the spring breeze blowing and rebirth!

Su Wen is borrowing poetry to tell everyone, to the Xu family, he will never be defeated, his tenacity, you can't imagine!

Just when Yin Wuxian was full of emotion, Su Wen's last two sentences had already fallen on the paper.

"Yuanfang invades the ancient road, and Qingcui connects Hongcheng. Don't go to Linchuan for the time being, and be full of farewell. ”

When he arrived here, Su Wen's pen turned around, and the praise of the weeds was skillfully turned into a faint parting feeling, which made people scream!

In the end, Su Wen mentioned the name of the poem, but it was extremely brief, with only one word - "grass".

"Good poem!" At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan finally couldn't hold back and was the first to marvel, while the others were still savoring the supreme artistic conception contained in this poem.

At the same time, a purple light fluttered down, enveloping Su Wen and the stone table in front of him, looking so solemn and quiet, several feet high!

This also indicates that Su Wen's "Grass" has reached an extraordinary realm, and it can almost be compared to "Ascending" and become a masterpiece!

It is true that the grade of the literati's poems, calligraphy and paintings and other works has nothing to do with their own strength, but the talent and brilliance inspired by the previous five realms are all equal to the literati's own strength, such as Su Wen's "Qingyu Case" in Chunxi Tower, although it has reached the extreme sigh, it is still only plated with crimson light.

Only when the masterpieces that have reached the four realms of enlightenment, transcendence, inheritance and astonishing sainthood will there be talent falling from the sky!

That's it!

All of a sudden, everyone's mouths widened, and after the succession, they finally witnessed the birth of the transcendent work with their own eyes once again!

Moreover, Su Wen's poem is to stay in Linchuan City!

Thinking of this, Yin Wuxian was already smiling so much that he couldn't close his mouth, and said continuously: "From now on, this poem of Mr. is the treasure of my Linchuan City!"