Charge your phone in the afternoon, and in the evening, you should ask unintentionally, "Have you inquired clearly?"

Wang Banxian had a bandage wrapped around his head, and the thief smiled, "I have inquired clearly, there are five literary people who will go to the theater tonight, namely Liu Yuan of the Jin Kingdom, King Mo of the Water Kingdom, Yue Changqing of the Mu Kingdom, Longyuan of the Earth Kingdom, and Xi Dewen of the Fire Country." ”

"One for each country, are they here?"

"It's pretty much the same, but in private, they all seem to have the intention of comparing. ”

"How?"

Wang Banxian glanced left and right, put the wooden box on his back, and whispered: "It is said that this time the theater has a new repertoire, and it is a participating literati, and everyone is vying to see what it is, by the way, what about commenting?"

"What a great skill, now that the competition has not started, the opera has been arranged, and at the same time, five literary people from the five countries have been invited to comment, what kind of sacredness is this, the family is so rich?" Ying Wuxin said angrily.

"Lin Wenzhao, the son of Lin Pu, the scholar of the Jin State Rite Department, has been admitted to the Jinshi and has an official title, but he has never taken office. It is said that he is arrogant and arrogant, and he thinks that the official is too small, and he has been studying at home, and this time he came with a prepared book, which is to make a name for himself at the Spirit Monkey Festival, so as to seek a satisfactory official position. Wang Banxian said, worried: "Little Daoist, let's go like this, once we get a few Wen families away, I'm afraid that we will offend the Lin family." ”

Ying Wuxin smiled, "Don't be afraid, this is originally a popular thing, Bo Jun smiled, Lin Wenzhao, as the son of the Ministry of Rites, is also concentrating on this, if he wants to be famous, he wants to be crazy, his father doesn't care about him, I'll do it for me, clean up this guy who doesn't do his job." ”

Wang Banxian was happy, and said with a smile: "Little Daoist, this is not a bad job, now the status of the literati who wrote the script in the Jin Kingdom has improved a lot, who makes Your Majesty like this thing, the first emperor is like this, and he has fulfilled the prime minister of Feng Qinglu, and now His Majesty still likes it, the literati in this world are waiting to become the second Feng Qinglu, and the Ministry of Rites is still in the book Linpu, I am afraid that my son can be brilliant in this regard." ”

"However, it is said that Lin Wenzhao's article on governing the country and the people is still successful, but he is not very good at the script, so this time he made such a play in advance, hoping to take the lead. ”

"In that case, then he still dares to come to the competition?"

"Little Daoye, you haven't seen the script before, don't you want to participate?"

Ying Wuxin glared: "Get out, can he compare with me?"

"Can't, can't-"

"Let's go. ”

At dusk, the two stepped on the afterglow of the sunset on the street, and walked towards the theater in Taoxi Town, it was the meal, the evening play in the theater had not yet begun, but there were a lot of people at the door, crowded, and many young or middle-aged men in scholarly costumes rushed forward, shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, we bought tickets, let us go in, and admire the demeanor of several people in the literary world." ”

"This is really hilarious, what about our tickets?" said Ying Wuxin stretched out his hand.

"Little Daoist, you didn't let me buy it, I thought you bought it. ”

"I asked you to come out to find out the news, you didn't buy tickets by the way, and you still thought that I would come out to buy it, what do you think in your head?"

Wang Banxian cried and said with a sad face: "Little Daoist, I have no money, I have no money, and the money is all to buy paper, ink, pens and inkstones." ”

should grit your teeth unintentionally, in this situation, let alone buy a ticket, even if you have a ticket, you may not be able to enter.

"When are they coming?"

Wang Banxian glanced at the sky, "It must be after dinner, probably at the end of the day." ”

Ying Wuxin frowned slightly, "That time is running out, there is no hope of entering the theater now, we must find a way to get a few Wen families away." ”

"How do you get it, as soon as they come out, there are people all around, and they definitely can't use force. ”

"What is strong, you go and do this. Ying Wuxin whispered to Wang Banxian.

After Wang Banxian listened, his eyes lit up, he left with a smile, and ran back after a while, crying and saying with a sad face: "Little Daoist, you need money to buy props." ”

Ying Wuxin handed over all the few taels of silver in the money bag to him, and Wang Banxian left with a smile.

In a restaurant in front of the theater, there was a window that opened to the street, and a young woman in a goose-yellow dress with bright pearl ornaments was standing there, her face full of anger.

"Ying Wuxin, this guy is really hateful. ”

Bai Miaozhen smiled and said, "Senior sister, are you still angry about the afternoon's events?"

"He dragged the senior brother away, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't let us get close, it must be no good thing, maybe the senior brother was taken by him. ”

"Senior brother is determined, how can it be unintentional to be bewitched, senior sister rest assured, senior brother is a man after all, maybe there are some topics that are not suitable for us to listen to, there is no need to think about it. Bai Miaozhen comforted.

Sun Xiaoman pouted dissatisfiedly: "But Senior Brother has really changed now, he used to be with us in everything, and he wouldn't hide anything from us, but now it's okay, I feel that Senior Brother is getting farther and farther away from us." ”

"What's the matter, this is a manifestation of the growth of the senior brother, and the relationship between you and the senior brother has taken a step further, hasn't he? ”

"Sort of, but Ying Wuxin still hates this guy when he looks at it, this time he participated in the script contest, it's all his own nonsense, but he still has to pull up his senior brother, at his young age, he hasn't achieved much in cultivation, and he still wants to write a script, it's a joke, this time I'm going to take a good look, how did he touch his nose in front of everyone in the literary circles of the five countries. Sun Xiaoman said angrily.

Bai Miaozhen's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, she also heard about the joint recommendation letter, and the senior brother had no choice, but he had tried his best to find someone, but everyone knew very well that it was basically impossible.

But Ying Wuxin still admits defeat, and has to continue, I am afraid that this thing will become very bad next, everyone in the literary world has said that there is no time, and Ying Wuxin still insists on going to the stopper, most of which will backfire and anger these people. It's a pity that I can't do anything, I can only watch.

Thinking of the helplessness, Bai Miaozhen sighed.

In the private room on the second floor of the theater, Lin Wenzhao, a young man dressed in a luxurious white brocade dress and holding an ink pattern folding fan, sat on a chair, took a sip of tea and said, "Are you ready here?"

"It's ready. A subordinate next to him replied.

"What about the five scholars?"

"Already on the way. ”

"Have you heard any rumors?" Lin Wenzhao put down the teacup and asked.

The subordinate hesitated for a moment and said, "There are some rumors that are not good for Childe. ”

"It's just jealousy, ignore it, but is there anything else?"

"There is an old man with a lewd smile who is inquiring about the situation of many literary families in Taoxi Town, and he specially came to the theater to inquire today, most of them are purposeful, I heard that there are several Taoists behind him, from Zhengyang Daomen. ”

Lin Wenzhao sneered and laughed, "Those woodmen from the Dao Sect who only know about retreat also want to participate in the competition, this is crazy." ”

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, his face full of puzzlement.

"At this time, I asked about the situation of many writers, and it must be that the joint recommendation letter was not done, and the old guy was an errand runner a lot, and the Taoist man behind him was the main one, and he wanted to participate, which was really wishful thinking. Lin Wenzhao said disdainfully.

"Childe, do you want to send someone to teach them a lesson?"

"Are you fighting the aislemen?" Lin Wenzhao sneered: "Since they want to see the Wen family, let them meet this time, let's watch a good show by the way, a good show that will make them lose face." ”