Lin Su stood up to say goodbye. Qu Wendong's back completely disappeared, and his eyes revealed a mysterious light.
Today, Qu Wendong came here to give him an assessment.
And he also confirmed one thing, that is, the old Jiangdong case is far more terrifying than imagined.
Qu Wendong knew the inside story, but he couldn't explain why at the moment. Because their power was too small, once they were involved in Jiangdong's old case, both the Qu and Lin families would die without a burial place!
He didn't tell Lin Su because he was protecting Lin Su.
Lin Su understood this, so he stopped pursuing it.
The girl outside came to report: "Third Young Master, Young Master Jin is here to visit."
Qu Jin?
A smile appeared on Lin Su's face and he quickly stood up. A burst of fragrance floated from the door, and a young man in colorful clothes appeared. The fragrance wafted from him. It was ethereal and noble. If I was not wrong,
If so, it should be the spring tears of the Lin family.
"Brother Lin settled in Qu's house. I should have come to visit early. It's just because I met my friends yesterday and missed the time. It's my fault..." Qu Jin smiled with a smile on his face and bowed deeply.
Lin Su also had a smile on his face: "Young Master Jin is the first among the three generations of the Qu family. Before Su came to Beijing, he had heard about his name for a long time. How lucky are you to see him today?"
"Brother Lin, please don't be like this. Jin knows very well that Brother Lin's poetic talent is unparalleled in the world... I came today because I was entrusted to ask Brother Lin to go to Zhaixinglou to attend the Lingyun Poetry Festival at midnight tomorrow. I wonder if Brother Lin is willing to give this to Jin."
A thin noodle?”
"Lingyun Poetry Club? Tomorrow's time?"
"Exactly!"
"Who is going?"
"Of course they are all literary geniuses. It can be said that the Lingyun Poetry Club will focus on the most famous talents from all walks of life in the capital. The top ten people who have passed the capital examination will be invited, as well as those from various states.
"
"Since Mr. Jin personally invited him, how dare Su refuse? I will go tomorrow!"
Qu Jin thanked him with a smile, exchanged a few words, and left Yixianyuan.
As soon as he went out, Sister Chen and the other three walked out of the room at the same time, all with unkind expressions: "Master, how can you agree to him? Let me tell you, this person..."
Lin Su waved his hand: "I know who he is, and I also know what will happen tomorrow, but don't worry, what is supposed to come will always come."
The three women looked at each other.
An Ye sighed: "Looking at this situation, we can't keep him, so everyone, please bear with me tonight, don't play with him in vain, and let him prepare well."
"No, I need to relax when facing hardships. You three, stay with me tonight..."
An Ye spat at him: "Three of you will accompany you? Will you go to the meeting tomorrow holding on to the wall? Do you really think you are so strong? You are only cruel to Lu Yi. Sister Chen, you are not even submissive..."
The faces of Lu Yi and Sister Chen were as red as fire at the same time. You are a shameless person in the dark night. You can say this...
In the evening of that day, a message was sent to countless locations that Lin Su would participate in the Lingyun Poetry Recital tomorrow.
As soon as this news came out, it caused an invisible shock wave.
Zhang Hong stood up from the study and stared at the horizon for a long time...
A smile appeared on Qiu Zixiu's face filled with the radiance of Buddha nature...
There is a magical light in the eyes of Guizhou Huiyuan, and he is eager to try...
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Youwei had already gone to bed and sat up suddenly: "Xiao Liu, prepare my blue dress, sprinkle it with spring tears, and... wake me up immediately at dawn tomorrow, don't miss it
Already."
"Miss, the poetry meeting only started in Yinshi..."
"I know, just do as I say."
Xiaoliu was in a daze and sighed quietly in his heart, Miss, I know you want to leave the best for the Third Young Master, but, Miss, do you know? It is impossible for you and him. Something big happened to the Third Young Master yesterday.
, the master has already stood on his opposite side...
At Green Willow Villa, Zhang Haoran also received the invitation. Upon hearing that Lin Su would attend, Zhang Haoran and Zhang Yiyu looked at each other.
"Are you going?" Zhang Haoran asked his sister.
"Whether I'm going or not, you won't be able to see me anyway." Zhang Yiyu answered him with something that didn't answer the question.
Understand, she will go, but not to participate in the poetry meeting, she will just observe from the outside.
So, are you going?
Zhang Yiyu asked her brother.
"This boy's poetry meeting has no sense of existence if he participates in it. To be honest, it doesn't feel good, but what if you don't participate? And you may miss the most exciting cultural event. Hey, I am quite confused..."
A literary genius is accustomed to being the center of attention, and no one wants to act as a foil. Therefore, Zhang Haoran usually does not attend weddings and funerals. Why? He can't be the protagonist.
He is willing to participate in the poetry meeting because he can be the shining protagonist, but if Lin Su is present tomorrow, the protagonist will not be someone else. This feeling is not pleasant.
One night, no matter how long it is, will eventually pass.
The sun still rises.
Lin Su woke up from the gentle village. When he opened his eyes, Lu Yi, who had been with him last night, had already gotten up. As soon as he sat up, Lu Yi came in and brought breakfast.
"Ms., did you sleep well?" This is something Luyi is very concerned about. There will be an extremely important poetry meeting waiting for him today. Under normal circumstances, few people can sleep. If you don't have a good rest, you will not be in good condition.
It will be good, but for people who use their brains, it is fatal.
"How could it be bad to sleep with a little beauty like you?" Lin Su grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, held her face and kissed her lips.
Luyi answered him sweetly and quickly broke away: "Bad husband, hurry up and eat. You can also think about your ideas in the morning. It's best to draft poems on various themes..."
Lin Su walked around the Yixian Courtyard all morning. The three girls thought he was writing a manuscript, so they all avoided it. However, no one knew that Lin Sucai had no manuscript. He didn't quite believe that today's poetry meeting would be a poetry competition.
Who gave them the courage to compete with him in poetry? Liang Jingru?
Even when comparing poetry, the skill must be outside the play.
What he didn't know was that the show in Zhaixinglou had already begun, and the action against him had actually started an hour ago.
The Star-Zhaing Tower is built in Nancheng. It is a hundred feet high and you can pick stars with your hands, so it is called Star-Zhaing Tower. Step onto the huge red pavilion on the top of the tallest building. Looking to the north, you can see the wind and moon in the city, and to the west, you can see the peach blossoms of the Western Mountains and Lingyin.
The temple is dim and vague, truly the scenery is boundless.
Today's Star Reaching Tower is a gathering of talents.
It is true that everyone is a student, and there are no white men coming and going. The students on the lower third floor are all students in white. Among them, there are many famous heroes from various states and prefectures. But even these heroes can only be on the lower third floor.
On the fourth floor, more than 90% are students who are taking the current palace examination. Those who are eligible for the current palace examination are all candidates who can test the gold list. These people have traveled all over the world. Who doesn’t hold their head high? But today, they are not qualified to go to the fifth floor.
.
Those who go to the fifth floor are literary geniuses.
The top 10 candidates in the state examination can apply, the top ten in the imperial examination can apply, the literary and spiritual scholars can apply, and the specially invited guests can apply.
The place below was crowded, and the fifth floor with the best scenery was not filled with many people. To be precise, there were only about twenty people, including Huiyuan from thirteen states, six from the top ten middle schools in Beijing, and two great Confucians.
, there are also four guests. Of these four guests, three of them are women, Xie Xiaoyan, Bi Xuanji, Lu Youwei, and a bald monk, Qiu Zixiu.
Qiu Zixiu is from Quzhou Jiyuan (who was stepped down by Lin Su). Logically speaking, he is not qualified to go to the fifth floor. However, he is not inferior at all among all the Huiyuan. One reason is enough: he is on the fifth floor.
He was the only one among the people sitting there who wrote two colorful poems.
One is "Shadows among the Willow Mountains in Autumn, Sadness Under the Moon", and the other is the pipa poem he wrote that day when he and Lin Su were playing against each other at Piaoxianglou: "The temple is full with the sound of Sanskrit music, but the city is empty with pipa music."
Although there are many literary geniuses, how many have left colorful poems?
A colorful poem can basically establish a person's literary status. This status is even inferior to that of the number one scholar. After a few years, no one will remember who the number one scholar is in each term. However, colorful poems have been circulated for hundreds of years.
A hundred years later, people still remember it.
Qiu Zixiu wrote two colorful poems and is already one of the most outstanding literary geniuses in the world besides Lin Su, the colorful madman.
The Poetry Meeting for Students started at midnight, but the Star-Zhaing Tower was packed with people early in the morning. Why? Because the great Confucian kings of poetry and Taoism would explain poetry in the Star-Zhaing Tower.
This is also the agenda of the Poetry Club - tutor teaching.
Who will miss this agenda?
Ci Dao's entry into the scientific examination began with the General Examination, and the Palace Examination will naturally continue. Most of the students taking the exam are unfamiliar with Ci, so in the five months from the Competent Examination to the Palace Examination, all Ci Dao students became all students.
The common pursuit, however, is how many of us can have Ci Tao?
There are only seven or eight people in the capital. The great Confucian king of poetry and Taoism has grown up, Li Pingbo of Gongyuan, Deng Qinghe, Zhou Hongyuan, etc....
This Spring Festival, the threshold of these great Confucianists who are proficient in poetry is almost trampled by seekers. They usually don't see visitors. Today, when Wang Chengcheng, a great Confucian, publicly lectures on poetry, the crowds are really empty.
Oh, by the way, Qu Jin, the youngest son of the Qu family, is also on the fifth floor. He was the tenth in the Beijing Examination. He happened to be on the edge of the fifth floor and was lucky enough to enter the top circle.
Starting from Yinshi, Wang Chengcheng started to give lectures. When he was speaking, Xie Xiaoyan gently stroked the Yaoqin, and while the fairy music was floating, Wang Chengcheng's lips and teeth were fragrant. His poems and wonderful essays accompanied by the faint music filled the Star Building, even if
You can hear it on the first floor. Hundreds of people gathered in the Zhaixing Tower. You can hear a pin drop, but there is no sound.
Here, only the beauty of literature and art remains.
After an hour, Wang Chengcheng ended his preaching, and all the students were as drunk as they were awake, as if they were just waking up from a dream.
More than 20 people on the fifth floor stood up at the same time and thanked the great scholar for preaching.
Zhao Yuanxiong, the Yuan of the Imperial Palace Examination Committee, expressed his gratitude to Wang Chengcheng on behalf of everyone: "Mr. explained the path of poetry in detail. All students are lucky to have three lives. The imperial examination will be held in one month. I believe that all the students in the world will be blessed by Mr. Wang Chengcheng in terms of poetry."
"
Yes, yes, before the teacher explained it, the students had no idea that there was such a mystery in poetry. Hearing the teacher's words is worth ten years of reading.
To be honest with you, the student thought he had some attainments in poetry before, but now that he listens to his discussion about poetry, he realizes that he is ignorant...
Suddenly, there were voices of gratitude everywhere, and Wang Chengnian twirled his beard, feeling satisfied.
Students need the guidance of famous teachers, and famous teachers also need top students to support them. The bunch of people in front of them will all be on the list in this palace examination. They will all be famous ministers in the future. As long as they see themselves, they will regard themselves as their teachers.
In terms of literature and art, who could be more glorious than myself?
Just when he was feeling proud, a voice suddenly came: "Brother Qu, you said that Lin Su from Huiyuan in Quzhou would also attend the poetry meeting? Why didn't you see him?"
The person who asked the question was Lu Yujing, the fourth son of Prime Minister Lu Tiancong. He came third in the capital examination and just stepped on Zhang Haoran's head.
As soon as this question was asked, the whole audience paid attention. The cup in Zhang Haoran's hand froze in the air, and Lu Youwei, who was sitting in the gauze tent, had her eyes even brighter. This question that her brother suddenly raised was exactly what she had been struggling with all morning.
She came very early and had been sitting there for an hour and a half. Her eyes searched the corridor entrance countless times, but she didn't see the person she wanted to see. She had wanted to ask...
Qu Jin stood up: "He obviously agreed yesterday. I also reminded him to come here early so as not to miss Mr. Wang's poetry class. Who would have thought that he just missed it... People in small rural areas, after all,
I don’t know the etiquette, sir, please forgive me, please forgive me!”
He saluted Wang Chengcheng repeatedly.
A black line quietly appeared on Wang Chengcheng's face.
He was teaching, but who among the people who received the invitation did not arrive in advance? Even Huiyuan, who was taking the imperial examination, was all there, but Lin Su was the only one who couldn't!
What's going on? Do you think that your poems are so good that you don't even bother to listen to his lectures? So arrogant...
Lu Yujing was angry: "What an arrogant person? How many pounds does he have? How dare he be so contemptuous of famous teachers and celebrities in the capital?"
Zhao Yuanxiong beside him smiled faintly: "I'm afraid you just rely on yourself to write a few beautiful poems and lyrics, right?"
Zhang Hongdao: "How many colorful poems and lyrics have you written? Brother Zhao really believes that he wrote them himself?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt as if they had been injected with blood. Even Qiu Zixiu, who had always been calm and calm, raised his eyes and their eyes were as bright as autumn water.
"Brother Zhang, what do you mean?" Qu Jin's face was slightly dissatisfied, at least, he showed a slight dissatisfaction.
"Brother Qu, your family and the Lin family are related by marriage. Naturally, you don't want to believe that the world-famous Mr. Lin is a literary thief. However, the styles of his poems are different. Some are weathered, some are elegant and romantic, and some are sophisticated.
However, some are full of philistine atmosphere, and some have the murderous spirit of the battlefield. How can a person have such experiences? How can a person who is less than twenty years old be able to endure such hardships?"
Nice romance
Qu Jin frowned deeply: "Although this is difficult to understand, the temple has recognized it after all. Without real evidence, it is inappropriate..."
"The Temple only determines the grade based on the poem itself. As long as the poem has not been registered in the Temple before, it will naturally be regarded as original. However, the Temple cannot determine whether it is really written by me. It has been done before.
, the situation where someone’s poem is presented to the temple first by someone else…”
When Zhang Hong said this, everyone began to waver. The situation he mentioned did indeed exist.
Zhang Hong added that after the incident in Dingnanhou Mansion, there were 71 corpses of scribes in a secret room in Xueyuguan. All of them died of poisoning. The Ministry of War regarded it as a suspicious case. Until recently, this suspicious case was only solved because of one person.
Unraveled and revealed an incredible inside story...