Early the next morning, a horse-drawn carriage left the town of Xiashan.

Before leaving, Kong Zheng returned the order of the mountain protection array, and Mei Yiren said, 'I still know the general situation', and then gave Kong Zheng a seal letter, with which he could send monks in the sword temples in various places, which was regarded as compensation.

The mountains are splendid, the aura is compelling, the carriage travels with the mountains, and in one day's effort, he enters the mortal realm.

Kong Zheng drove the car, with Huo Mai sitting next to him, and there were four people in the carriage.

Chen Zhixin and the three of them were very surprised, Senior Sister Ding was actually willing to squeeze together with them, without the slightest shelf of a foundation building monk, and Huo Mai did not hesitate to praise: "Kong Shaoxia, Ding ...... Oh no, it is rare for a monk like Fairy Lin to be so approachable. ”

Kong Zheng glanced at him, and said in his heart: Approachable, don't make trouble, there are many left-hand techniques such as stealing yang qi in the ghost cultivation exercises, and she likes to crowd in the crowd, I'm afraid it's the problem that she fell in before.

......

Nanwu Kingdom, adjacent to the Sea Dragon Kingdom, after a day and a night, Kong Zheng and his party came to the state capital under the jurisdiction of Nanwu Kingdom.

This place is called Baili Prefecture, located at the intersection of waterways, Kong Zheng and his party did not have the imperial sword, and prepared to move forward by boat.

The big boat goes down the river, the mountains and gorges along the coast are towering, the river breeze blows in the face, everyone stands proudly on the bow of the boat, and there is a kind of freedom of cultivators after leaving the mountain.

The thirteen-day journey is said to be pleasant, but it is a little boring after a long time, the big boat travels the river, the idea is to avoid the mortal world, but when they come to the mortal world, they don't meet the mortals, and several people are a little panicked.

They can't wait to meet some Jiangyang thieves, so that they can punish them, and their two years of cultivation will not be in vain.

Just as they were looking for something to do, they saw a large, richly decorated ship turn in through another waterway.

The two rivers converged, and Chen Zhixin narrowed his eyes: "Longque Lou ship?"

This is the river boat built in Longjiang Dock, Longjiang Dock is the largest dock in the country of Hailong, and the top ships among them are difficult to buy for the extremely rich people who have poured their family property.

It was evening, the sky was already dark, and there were three floors of the building ship, which was lit up with lights, and a warbler was singing and dancing.

Wang Tun's eyes were hot, and their ship was a little too deserted in comparison.

"Brother Kong...... This boat is so lively, why don't we go up there?"

Wang Tun proposed, but Kong Zheng directly vetoed: "In the land of mortal splendour, there are mortal affairs, what does it matter to the person you were born in?"

As soon as the words fell, a boy on the boat suddenly poked his head out: "Hey, the brother on the opposite boat, but he is going to the sea dragon kingdom?"

Everyone looked at him, and Chen Zhixin replied first: "Yes." ”

"Hahahaha...... Then let's go on the same path, why don't we get on the boat and talk about it?"

Kong Zheng found that the man was a little drunk, and said, "Aren't you afraid that we will be evildoers?"

"Villain?" the boy smiled, "This is the ship of His Royal Highness King Ling, and the three hundred guards of Lingchuan County are here, even if the assassins of the Heavenly List are not afraid." At Childe's age, he came to the Sea Dragon Kingdom by boat, did he participate in the Confucian Poetry Conference?"

Kong Zheng looked at Chen Zhixin: "What will the Confucian words be?"

Chen Zhixin said disdainfully: "The vassal and elegant sour Confucianism is done, the sea dragon is governed by Confucianism and Taoism, the literati are romantic, and they like to meet friends with literature, to put it bluntly, it is to expand their influence." At that time, talents from several surrounding countries will gather here. ”

After a pause, Chen Zhixin added: "King Ling is the sixth son of the emperor's uncle, he has been fond of writing and writing since he was a child, and the leader of the Confucian altar, Wu Zhao, is his teacher, and he claims to be the first disciple of the Confucian sect of the Sea Dragon. ”

After listening to Chen Zhixin's words, Kong Zheng understood: "Are you familiar with King Ling?"

Chen Zhixin shrugged: "I must not be familiar with him, he is in his mid-thirties, he has already been a feudal lord, I entered the palace at the age of seventeen, and I have never seen him." And I'm a martial artist, how can I know him. ”

The drunken boy saw that Kong Zheng and Chen Zhixin seemed to be discussing, so he continued: "A few brothers, King Ling likes to make friends with all kinds of handsome people, and seeing that you have an extraordinary temperament, I have come to invite you to talk about it." Please also give some thin noodles under it. ”

Kong Zheng smiled and arched his hand: "I don't know the name of Brother Taizun." ”

The drunken boy replied: "Chen Fei Chen Ziqian." ”

"Brother Ziqian, we are just participating in the Confucian Poetry Conference, since Brother Tai is warmly invited, it is better to be respectful. Kong Zheng replied.

"Haha, dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname?"

"Kong Zheng, Kong Xuancheng. ”

The group got on the boat and followed the drunken son, guarded by iron guards along the way, but it was lively inside.

Chen Ziqian entered the building, the smell of alcohol inside, and a few high-drinking Confucian students shouted: "Brother Ziqian, after going out and vomiting for so long, won't you dare to continue fighting poetry?"

"Hahahaha, Brother Ziqian, King Ling is listening from above. If there is a masterpiece in the world today, King Ling will help to make a name for himself, and this opportunity cannot be missed. ”

"What nonsense, Chen Ziqian, the first genius of Qingping, who is under the tutelage of Master Xu Mo, how can he not dare to fight poetry with you? Come on, come to Brother Ziqian, please sit down, drink a full cup first!"

Kong Zheng and his entourage saw Chen Ziqian being pulled into the wine bureau, and after a few glasses of wine, their faces turned a little red.

Kong Zheng glanced at it, that Brother Ziqian looked lonely, and he had just been warmly invited, and he had been pulling rescuers for a long time.

"Hey, who are these guys?"

A talented man glanced over, Chen Ziqian hurriedly fled from the toasting crowd, and said solemnly: "This is Brother Xuancheng, who is talented and has a great amount of wine, and they also participated in the Confucian Poetry Conference, so I invited them over." ”

Chen Ziqian's tongue was stiff and he had already begun to talk nonsense.

Kong Zheng glanced away, and Chen Ziqian made a mouth gesture with a bitter face: Help me.

A group of talented people on the opposite side instantly came over with wine: "It turns out that it is also Junyan from all over the world, Xu Shuo Xu Yuming, I am fortunate to meet you today, please drink a full glass!"

Kong Zheng took the wine glass and drank it all, and Chen Zhixin and the others also drank it.

The taste of mortal wine is sour and astringent, and it is far worse than the hundred days of drunkenness, everyone reluctantly enters, and the second round of toasters found another reason, and everyone saw Kong Zheng raise his head and drink, and drank it all.

Xu Yuming saw that after Lian poured wine, except for Kong Zheng, who was the leader, who was slightly drunk, the others had normal complexions, so he made a look.

The other talents immediately understood.

"Brother Xuancheng and your brothers are really massive!I don't know where you came from?"

Kong Zheng smiled: "Chiyang Country." ”

Wang Tun's cheeks twitched, and he beat a drum in his heart, you must know that this boat is a place where poetry and lyrics are written, and he will not come if he is killed, and now he hopes that there are no talented people from Chiyang Country around him to recognize him.

"I see, as the saying goes, poetry and wine are in good time, and I am very happy to see you brothers today, why don't we continue to fight poetry just now?"

There was a cheer around.

Some of the beautiful dancers who came with the boat were also very happy.

Chen Zhixin and Wang Tun's momentum immediately shortened by half a section.

If you want to say that they are still good at fighting, fighting poetry?

No kidding...... The sect doesn't teach this.

Kong Tianqi stood behind Kong Zheng with an expressionless face, and Chen Zhixin said shamefully: "Kong Tianqi, you are so calm and relaxed, can you also compose poems?"

"No, it won't. Kong Tianqi frowned, "I am the first martial artist of the Dongcang Kingdom, how can I have time to learn poetry and songs?"

"Then what are you doing so calmly?"

"I have been here with my brother on this occasion, and you remember, you can't be cowardly, and if you are timid, others will invite you to join the ranks. ”

Chen Zhixin and Wang Tun benefited a lot, and when they heard the words, they also straightened up, and stood upright with empty eyes.

The other party has already started to ask questions first.

"In this game, we take the boat as the theme and have three incense sticks for a limited time. At least two lines of poetry must appear to be qualified, and then judged. Brother Xuancheng, you can go with Brother Ziqian, if you don't have poetry, you will be willing to gamble and lose and be punished, how about it?"

"Penalty what?"

"Drink a bowl of river water. ”

"No problem!"

Xu Yuming was obviously the presiding officer, and when he got Kong Zheng's response, he immediately ordered: "Let's cheer up in a while, Master Xu Mo criticized King Ling for being lawless and conniving at the domestic slaves to cause trouble to the local area, and today he will fill the stomach of Xu Mo's apprentice with river water." ”

"Understood!"

Wang Tun, Chen Zhixin looked at Kong Zheng, who was calm and relaxed, and then looked at Chen Ziqian, who was almost unconscious, and asked Kong Tianqi: "What should we do?"

The only person who could compose poetry had already fallen, and several Immortal Sect disciples were now a little helpless.

Kong Tianqi glanced over: "How do I know." ”

Chen Zhixin asked carefully: "Can Kong Zheng write poems? I am a disciple of Xianmen, and I am also quite famous in my hometown, but I don't want to be embarrassed in the Sea Dragon Kingdom......

Kong Tianqi pondered for a moment and said: "He has been raising horses, who knows if he understands this." Huo Langzhong, do you know how to compose poetry?"

Behind him are Huo Maiyi and Ding Yuqiu, who are dressed simply, and seem to be treated as slaves and maids, so no one advises them to drink.

At this moment, Huo Mai twisted his beard and said: "It will be, but it may not be good......"

Yes, it won't.

Chen Zhixin looked at Ding Yuqiu nervously: "Ding ...... Ahem, Senior Sister Lin, do you know how to compose poems?"

Ding Yuqiu's beautiful eyes blinked: "Is it a corpse, a corpse, a mortal, and a mortal?"

Ding Yuqiu once suspected that the secret technique of the Heavenly Corpse Holy Sect had penetrated deep into the mortal world, otherwise why would they fight corpses?

"Shiyi?" Chen Zhixin asked with a face, "What is Shiyi?"

Ding Yuqiu thought for a while and said, "It's ......"

Just about to answer, Kong Zheng coughed: "Wang Tun, prepare ink!"