The night outside the gate always carries a kind of solemn bleakness, Hong Liyu shrunk his delicate body, unconsciously moved closer to Su Lin, felt a warm breath from Su Lin's body, inhaled, and squinted his eyes with satisfaction. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Surin, it's already night. Why is Sitong Town still so lively? The Confucian scholars who have just returned seem to be vying to read some amazing chapters. ”

Walking to the gate of the city with Su Lin, Hong Liyu looked at it curiously and said. She loves excellent poetry, for example, after the last time she saw Su Lin's "Autumn Words", she couldn't put it down.

The rubbed copy is still carried with me, and from time to time I will take it out and recite it again, reading Su Lin's poems and reading Su Lin's words.

Now, when he encountered this kind of good poetry that was circulated and admired by many Confucian scholars, Hong Liyu naturally had a strong interest and desire for knowledge, and also wanted to see what kind of beautiful poem it was.

"Liyu, we should have come back at noon today. However, because of the explosion of the Fog and Rain Lost Forest, I am afraid that the scholars of Hong University think that we have been killed.

I guess they've already gone back to Guannei first, should we rest in Sitong Town for a night before going back to Guannei?"

Su Lin told Hong Liyu about his plan, and at the same time, he was also interested in the poems and texts that those Confucian scholars were vying to circulate, so he said to Hong Liyu, "Liyu, you are waiting here, I'll borrow one and take a look! What kind of gorgeous chapter is it?" ”

After finishing speaking, Su Lin found that these Confucian scholars holding rubbing paper were actually the lowest ranks, and the embroidered ornaments on their clothes were also lifted, so he had to bow his hand to a person who looked quite kind:

"This old man, can you let the poems in your hand be borrowed by the students? ”

Su Lin's attitude was very humble and respectful, after all, he was only a child now, and he was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the people.

What's more, the childlike green shirt on Su Lin's body now has become tattered and dirty because of the Heart Storm, and when the person saw him, he frowned in disgust, waved his hand at Su Lin and said:

"Go, go, go...... This is Zhenguo's poem! How can you read it as a little child? What if after reading it, you can't stand the impact of such a huge thought, and Zhihai is traumatized?"

"Uh...... This...... Raise people, students are not afraid. ”

Stepping forward, Su Lin wanted to glance at the poems on the rubbing paper, but the lifter seemed to be deliberately teasing Su Lin, so he carefully rolled up the rubbing paper at this time, just not to let Su Lin see it.

"Let's go...... What do you look at Zhenguo's poems? And I still rubbed it directly from the poetry brick with rubbing paper of ten taels of silver and one foot, how can I easily give you a little boy a blank look?"

The man waved his hand impatiently to Su Lindao, and Su Lin had no choice but to return to Hong Liyu's side in a huff, spread his hands and said with a wry smile:

"I can't borrow it! It seems that we have no chance to see such a good poem. ”

"It's okay, Surin, if you can't see it, you can't see it. I still don't believe that there is any poem that is more touching and shocking than the poem "Yanqiu Ci" written by you. ”

Hong Liyu didn't mind smiling, as beautiful as a blooming lily, pure and beautiful, flawless and kind.

Su Lin lost his mind in an instant, reacted for a long time, smirked, and then said to Hong Liyu with a straight face:

"Liyu, I really have to warn you. If you dare to seduce me like a woman again, I'll ......."

"What's wrong with you, Su Lin!" Hong Liyu asked Su Lin with a smile on his face this time.

"I ...... I...... I'll touch your boobs every day and make you a woman. ”

Su Lin stared at Hong Liyu's flat chest, and his big hand swept over lightly, deliberately joking.

Sure enough, as soon as he touched it, Hong Liyu blushed, lowered his head, muttered his mouth, glared at Su Lin and said secretly in a mosquito-like voice that only he could hear: "If you really feel your breasts, can you marry me?"

"Alright! Liyu, I'm not kidding you.

Otherwise, you'll run away in anger like you did yesterday. Now that it's getting dark at night, let's find a place to stay and rest, and then go back to Kannai early tomorrow morning!"

Seeing Hong Liyu's blushing face and embarrassed and angry, Su Lin felt strange in his heart, how could he tease a man like a woman, even if it was a stunningly beautiful man.

Just as Su Lin invited Hong Liyu to go inside and wanted to find an inn to stay, the lifter who refused to lend the rubbing paper to Su Lin walked over to another lifter.

"Brother Cangyu, what's the matter? I just saw you from a distance as if you were arguing with a child?" asked Yao Pingwei, a man who came over.

"Brother Pingwei, it's nothing. It's just ridiculous that there are only two children, one of whom is rudely dressed and dirty, and dares to ask me for poetry and writing.

This Zhenguo's "Yanqiu Ci", I need to take it home and hang it in the study, and even copy the font traces on it every day. How can you easily give a dirty child a look?"

Huang Cangyu said very disdainfully, and then carefully put away the rubbing paper and hid it in the space of his sleeve.

"Indeed, Brother Cangyu, this "Yanqiu Ci" is not only a poetic and unique feeling, but also a more commendable author's font, which has never seen a majestic atmosphere, which makes people's eyes shine and suddenly brighten!

Among the italic characters that have been popular in the nine countries of the Tianren Continent for thousands of years, I, Yao Pingwei, have never seen such a vigorous and lush font.

It is really like a falling stone, a painting is like a summer cloud, a hook is like Qu Jin, a crossbow is like a crossbow, there are images in the vertical and horizontal, and there are low aspirations. People can't help but have the idea of copying and learning!

It's a pity that the handwriting on this rubbing paper is rubbed after all, not written by Su himself. If we can thank Su for the power of thought, a little careful study will definitely make the thinking more accessible and the thinking more profound.

It is even possible to comprehend the way of calligraphy of Su Case Leader, and he can become a calligrapher himself, everyone knows!"

Yao Pingwei nodded, and several people around him nodded frequently when they heard such a high evaluation of the font on "Yanqiu Ci".

I didn't think Yao Pingwei was exaggerating at all, but felt that this word was better than what Yao Pingwei said.

"Huh? No, Brother Cangyu, those who dare to come to Sitong Town must at least be Xiucai's literary position, and the only children in Sitong Town today are the first children brought by Scholar Hong.

But they've already returned to Kannai this afternoon, so the two boys you just saw ......"

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, Yao Pingwei's heart beat faster, as if he had grasped something critical, suddenly understood, grabbed Huang Cangyu's neckline and asked excitedly:

"Brother Cangyu, where are those two children going now?

"Brother Pingwei, why are you so excited, it's just two children, I remember...... It's like...... Just walk towards the entrance of this West Market Street......"

Before Huang Cangyu finished speaking, Yao Pingwei turned around like a thief and chased quickly in the direction he pointed.

"Brother Pingwei, what's the matter, it's just two children...... Huh, the child ......"

In an instant, Huang Cangyu also seemed to understand, in the wisdom of the mind, Zhihai churned, the fire of thought appeared, all understood, and Deng Shi couldn't help but shout, "Su Case Leader! That's Su Case Leader! Su Case Chief really came back alive." ”

"What? The head of the Su case who wrote the masterpiece "Yanqiu Ci" of Zhenguo is here?"

"Huh, is it the Su case leader who escaped from the misty rain and the lost forest?"

"Quick...... Where is the head of the Su case? Ben Jinshi wants to pay 100,000 taels to ask for a poem on the first inscription of the Su case!"

"The word Su is unprecedented, majestic, I want to worship Su as a teacher, and learn the italic characters that make me throw my five bodies to the ground!"

......

The young man who walked over was the head of the Su Linsu case, and I had seen it in the Misty Rain Trail Forest. It was when everyone else fled that he desperately headed towards the center of the Falling Heart Storm. ”

"When I said that, I remembered. It's him! It's Su! Su's is not dead, Su's is really alive!"

There were many Confucian scholars who had a relationship with Su Lin in the Misty Rain Trail Forest, and at this time, their memories were activated, and they said categorically and affirmatively.

Originally, there were many Confucian scholars around who were appreciating and learning Su Lin's masterpiece "Yanqiu Ci", and they praised it in their mouths, and they couldn't wait to see Su Lin compose poems with their own eyes.

Now, when he heard that Su Lin had escaped from death and had just walked past them, how could he not be excited? You must know that although there are few Hanlin or Great Confucians who can write the works of Zhenguo, it is not uncommon, and there are always three or five in each country.

But the child who can write the masterpiece of Zhenguo, I am afraid that the entire Tianren Continent has been thousands of years, and this is the only case!

What's more, Su Lin's words are not inferior to the words of Zhenguo, writing is like being a person, and the Confucian scholars often spell words and fight words with each other, and Su Lin's Yan Ti is majestic and unprecedented, which makes these Confucian scholars who are even more happy to surrender even if they raise people and enter the scholarly position.

Before, everyone thought that Su Lin and Hong Liyu died in the fog and rain in the Lost Forest, but when Zhenguo's "Yanqiu Ci" came out and shook the Great Wall, all the Confucian scholars knew about it.

It is very likely that Su Lin is not dead, so he is thinking about returning to Sitong Town, whether he can have the honor of seeing this genius of the past and the present with his own eyes, and if he can ask Su Lin for another word, it will be even more lucky and there is nothing to say.

Therefore, these Confucian scholars who returned to Sitong Town, as soon as they heard that Su Linsu, who wrote the words of the town and the country, "Yanqiu Ci", had come back alive, and had just walked from here to the entrance of Xishi Street, where could they still hold back their excitement, and they put away the things at hand and chased in the direction of Su Lin's walk.

"Resolute!"

"Walk through the clouds!"

"Sweeping a thousand armies...... Don't stand in the way of Ben Jinshi, I will be the first to ask for the word from the head of the Su case......"

......

The Confucian scholars ran or ran, and even used their supernatural powers to catch up with them at the expense of their holy power, and the movements formed by the hundred and ten Confucian scholars actually roared in the dark night.

When Su Lin and Hong Liyu heard such a movement behind them, they quickly turned around and looked behind them, only to see that the hundreds of Confucian scholars who were at the gate of the city were actually rushing towards their side with murderous violence.

"This ...... Liyu, we shouldn't have caused any trouble when we came back, right? These people shouldn't have come to trouble us, right?"

Among these Confucian scholars, the lowest seemed to be all talented and humane, and the holy powers and spells they used on their bodies bloomed with brilliant brilliance in the dark night.

On the contrary, Su Lin was stunned, thinking that he had provoked someone again, and unconsciously grabbed Hong Liyu's soft little jade hand with one hand, ready to run away when the situation was not good.

However, when this army of Confucian scholars rushed to Su Lin, everything was beyond Su Lin's expectations, and the first one to step forward was a Jinshi, who spent more than a brick of silver ticket holy power to use "vigorous and resolute" to stand out.

Half a step faster than the other Jinshi, as soon as he landed in front of Su Lin, he did not hesitate to take out the fine Zhenfang rice paper and the wolf pen from his sleeve, respectfully presented them in front of Su Lin, and pleaded eagerly:

"Jin Shi Lin Qingyang, please give the word to the head of the Su case!"