Chapter 337: Ten Thousand Golden Bottles of Sake

"Oh, in that case, Su Shizi is so admirable, then...... The old man can't lose face, right? How about grinding it for you today?"

Zhao Tian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, saw that Su Lin was so stunned and stood up and said that he wanted to write a poem, so he became interested. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He didn't believe that Su Lin really had so many talented ideas that he could write another poem in one day.

Moreover, now that it is a banquet, the poems written must at least conform to the atmosphere and scene of the banquet. What kind of ideological meaning can be in the banquet? Moreover, it is not so easy to reach the ideological meaning of the town and country.

If Su Lin can't write a poem about Zhenguo, even if it is a poem of Dafu or Mingzhou, although it is already very remarkable in the eyes of others. But compared with Su Lin's usual literary name, of course, the chain has been dropped. Zhao Tian could take advantage of this opportunity to attack Su Lin again.

Therefore, in any case, it is not an ordinary difficulty for Su Lin to make a poem that suits the situation! Zhao Tian is full of confidence, and if he can make Su Lin lose face and his literary name in the end in front of so many civil and military officials, it will be easy for Su Lin to have ideological flaws in the future, and it will be even easier to deal with him.

In Zhao Tian's opinion, although Su Lin has an immortal genius, he is still just a young man and a stunned young man after all. I dare to fight and rush in everything, and I don't know how to avoid the edge for the time being. This is the impulse and enthusiasm of the young man, especially the more talented the teenager, the more he has this impulse.

And often this kind of teenager who rushes forward in the face of difficulties with enthusiasm ends up hitting the south wall and dies miserably.

"Hmph, Su Lin, what's the use of you having talent? I'm trying all kinds of ways to expose your flaws little by little. As long as there is a flaw in your mind, I want to deal with you and punish your heart. It couldn't be easier......"

Zhao Tian had his own plans and intentions in his heart, and they had been carefully calculated. It is absolutely impossible for Su Lin to write a poem about the town of the country in this situation.

"This ...... Su Lin, your thoughts are already very tired today, in my opinion, forget it! Another day, I will hold a literary meeting for you alone in the palace, and invite hundreds of civil and military officials and talented people to come and chant poems together.

Sun Jianshi, the monarch, also felt that Su Lin might be the young man's enthusiasm, so he said again that he wanted to give Su Lin a step down.

"Su Lin, it's really not appropriate to write poetry today. Uncle advises you not to be reckless. ”

Su was anxious when he saw it closely, he didn't know much about Su Lin, so for the sake of insurance, he hurriedly persuaded Su Lin Dao.

"Interesting!" Tai Fu Fangzheng squinted his eyes slightly and nodded.

"Teacher, in my opinion, Su Lin dared to say this because of absolute confidence. Maybe now, the poems of that Zhenguo have already been written in his Zhihai...... "Li Yuncong no longer dares to underestimate Su Lin, and treats him as an ordinary person."

"Brother Huang, in my opinion...... Let Su Lin write it! Since he dared to say so, he must have an idea in his heart. The royal sister has long wanted to see the scene of Su Lin writing the poems of Zhenguo with her own eyes......"

On the contrary, the eldest princess Sun Lingxiang is very confident in Su Lin, there is no way! Su Lin's poems of Zhenguo, she looked at them over and over again, and she already agreed with Su Lin's talent in her heart. So there is absolute confidence in Surin.

"In that case, well, come on, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are waiting for ......."

The monarch Sun Jianshi was about to call for pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but Su Lin waved his hand, took out the dragon blood coral ink from his sleeve, and said: "Your Majesty......!

With a flick, Su Lin threw the incomparably precious dragon blood coral ink into the hands of Zhao Tian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

"This ...... This is really dragon's blood coral ink, one or two are extremely precious, only in the Dragon Palace is there a little bit of the best dragon's blood coral ink......"

Rao is the Zhao family's great business, and when Zhao Tian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, got this superb dragon blood coral ink, he was also shocked in his heart. Just above the city tower, although Su Lin also took out this dragon blood coral ink to write "Filial Piety", but after all, everyone's attention was no longer there at that time, so he didn't take a closer look.

And now, Su Lin took out the best dragon blood coral ink, and all the people present were Confucian scholars who liked to dance and write ink, and when they saw a good pen and good ink, they were all eager to take it for themselves, of course, their eyes were full of fire, and they couldn't wait to rush forward and take this superb dragon blood coral ink for themselves.

"How about it? Zhao Shangshu, grind! Otherwise...... How do I write that?"

Su Lin smiled and picked up a gold bottle on the table, the wine in it exuded an attractive fragrance, it was the best Baihua brew in Wu.

"What the hell is this Su Lin going to do? really let Zhao Tian grind?"

"Looking at his confident appearance, can he really write Zhenguo poems?"

......

The civil and military officials couldn't figure out what Su Lin was going to do, so they all stopped the chopsticks in their hands and stared at Su Lin nervously.

This is a strange scene, the civil and military officials here, the worst civil and military officials are also Jinshi, thousands of officials, just staring at Su Lin, a person with the lowest rank, and their eyes are full of expectation, which really makes people can't help but be amazed.

However, none of those present would be surprised by this. Because, the lifting person in front of him is not an ordinary lifting person, but a genius Su Lin who can write several poems of the town. It is the genius of Wu who has Zhenguo's poems published on the "Holy Text" every month!

"Okay! Su Shizi is really bold enough! In that case, what if the old man really grinds for you?"

Wow!

Zhao Tian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, really threw out a gilt gold ink disc from his sleeve. This is the ink plate of his Zhao family's soldiers, in which the ink plate is not afraid, the vertical and horizontal grids are staggered, and it contains the idea of the soldiers' arrangement. Use such an ink disc to grind, and the ink will be contaminated with a trace of the soldier's ideological atmosphere.

Zhao Tian also let it go this time, he did it on purpose, wanting to merge the ideological breath of his soldiers into the ink in the process of grinding. When Su Lin wrote poems, he could find flaws through the thoughts in the poems, and then easily invade Su Lin's Zhihai.

"Zhao Tian, you took out the soldier's ink plate, isn't it a little too shameless!"

Of course, Su Jin didn't allow such a thing to happen, so he immediately shouted. stepped forward and knocked over Zhao Tian's soldier's ink plate, and said disdainfully: "Dealing with a junior of my Su family, I didn't expect you to use such a bad method......

When he took out the soldier's ink plate, Zhao Tian had already deliberately turned his back to Su Jin, but he didn't expect that he was still seen by Su Jin. He also snatched the soldier's ink plate, and he had to explain with an embarrassed smile: "Su Shangshu, you have misunderstood." Didn't I take out the soldier's ink plate to add a trace of ideological power to it, which would help help your family's Su Shizi improve the level of poetry?"

If this is said by someone else, it may still have credibility. After all, the higher the level of the literary treasure used, it will also help to exert the ideas in the poem. However, this soldier's ink plate, in the hands of others, may be helping Su Lin. But in Zhao Tian's hands, he had to find a way to harm Su Lin 100%.

"You're going to be so kind, don't think about it, I'll grind it for you! Surin, Uncle will grind it for you......"

Su Jin stepped forward, but Su Lin smiled weirdly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay......! Uncle, since Zhao Shangshu is kind, let him grind it! It doesn't matter if you use the soldier's ink plate or not. I write my poems ......"

The smile on Su Lin's face at this time, if Hong Liyu or Ye Hongye were present, he would definitely recognize it. Every time Surin's heart was full of confidence and wanted to secretly do some small actions to assassinate someone, it was this unique smile.

"Did you see it?" Su Shangshu, your Su Shizi said it was okay!"

Zhao Tian was also puzzled by Su Lin's unsuspecting of himself, but at this time, he couldn't figure out what was wrong. Grinding it with a soldier's ink disc and infiltrating into the soldier's mind is a great obstacle to Su Lin's poetry.

Therefore, Zhao Tian felt that it was Su Lin's inflated self-confidence that was causing trouble, and he didn't know the power of this soldier's grinding plate.

Zizizi......

Holding the dragon's blood coral ink, grinding it in the soldier's grinding plate, Zhao Tian took the opportunity to put his soldier's thoughts into the ink. turned into a series of ideological obstacles, even the monarch Sun Jianshi saw this, frowned slightly, and wanted to remind Su Lin, but he felt that it was out of place.

Moreover, the monarch Sun Jianshi was also strange, Zhao Tian would not be able to see such an obvious approach, Su Lin would not be able to see it? If he could see it, why would he condone Zhao Tian to do this? Is Su Lin really too big of a trust?

The civil officials were also surprised, they had seen many geniuses, but they had never seen a genius like Su Lin. Under the gaze of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, he was still so dashing, with his self-confidence and talent, he dared to look at Zhao Tian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, under the gaze of the monarch, and did not fall behind at all.

They just looked at Su Lin holding the golden bottle wine glass, and then suddenly, he threw out the Kui Niu Danqing pen, and threw the gold bottle wine glass in his hand into the air, and the chopsticks on the table also took advantage of the situation, and the delicious dishes were scattered all over the ground, and then their thoughts and spirits were extremely concentrated, and they wrote it down very blatantly:

"The gold bottle sake bucket is ten thousand, and the jade plate is ten thousand dollars.

I couldn't eat when I stopped throwing my cup, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword and looked around.

If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang.

Idle fishing on the blue river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun.

It's hard to walk!

Many divergent roads, now safe.

There will be times when the wind and waves will hang straight on the clouds and sail the sea......"