"What's the purpose of telling me this?" Lin Su held up the tea cup.
Zhou Zhang said: "I want to tell you that in this life, choices are very important. Many people in the later stages will have too many burdens that will make them unable to choose. However, today you can still choose."
He is a literary genius.
He is the God of Wealth in this world.
If he is willing to take a step back, he can live a life of a small family in Haining. Even if he offends a lot of court officials, even if he is not liked by His Majesty, it will not harm his life. Why? No one is willing to give up a person who owns it. Wen Dao Qingmu Ling, who holds the title of Qinglian's first grandmaster, is cornered by someone who has an affair with the demon clan and a lunatic like Dugu Xing.
However, if he continues to move forward step by step and meets His Majesty's dagger, it will not be someone else who forces him into the corner, but he who forces His Majesty into the corner!
These things were very taboo and Zhou Zhang did not dare to say them openly, but Lin Su understood them completely.
"Life is short, and there are two ways to open it, both of which are reasonable. The first way is... Since life is not that long, why bother with just a few decades? A small bridge and a flowing water are completely reasonable. The other way On the contrary, since people always have to die, what difference does it make if it happens sooner or later? Therefore, it is also reasonable to put aside all the worries and swim in the current, and ignore the countless obstacles and waves to stop the boat."
Zhou Zhang raised his gaze and stared into his eyes: "Both ways of opening are reasonable. I need to ask you what choice you want to make?"
"Obviously not!"
Zhou Zhang slowly looked away: "You know that I was assassinated last night. Do you know who assassinated him?"
"If I guess correctly, it should be Qu Feiyan!"
Lin Su gave him a direct answer.
Zhou Zhang nodded lightly: "Since he can assassinate me, he can naturally assassinate you. What should you do?"
"My conscience, I really don't want to make such a big fuss, but what can I do if he insists on seeking death? I am also helpless..."
Lin Su let out a long sigh and walked away.
Zhou Zhang slowly withdrew his eyes from the distance and moved slowly towards his wife's room. A voice came from behind: "Dad, there is something you definitely didn't expect. Qu Feiyan has actually... already taken action against him."
What? Zhou Zhang's whole body was shocked: "How did he escape?"
Zhou Mei pouted her little lips: "Dad, you have no idea what this shit-taker is really capable of. He has already broken through the literary world, and he has fulfilled the boast he boasted in front of Qu Feiyan - as long as he breaks through the literary world, Qu Feiyan is no match for him at all."
"He broke the literary world... Wenlu versus the literary world, he still won?" Zhou Zhang's lips trembled slightly...
More than just winning?
This kid chanted war poems, played music, and almost beat Qu Feiyan to death with a big pen. If the people who painted the Holy Family hadn't rescued Qu Feiyan, Qu Feiyan would have really I have to die on the Yangtze River...
Veins popped out on Zhou Zhang's forehead: "Is there any top-notch literary battle in the world that you describe? Tell daddy..."
The description is quite detailed...
While the boat was sailing on the Yangtze River, Qu Feiyan launched an attack and blocked them with literary circles. His ink turned into a killer and attacked overwhelmingly...
As soon as he heard this, Zhou Zhang sweated on his back, and the literary world was blocked. Very few people in the world knew what it was like, because everyone who had experienced it had died, and Zhou Zhang was lucky enough to be the one who had experienced this feeling but did not die. people.
But this feeling is still a deep-rooted fear.
If Zhou Mei's mother hadn't risked her life, Zhou Zhang would have died silently.
Zhou Zhang is also a great scholar in literature and art, and has a profound knowledge. His combat power has been fully developed. Zhou Mei's mother is a legend in the world. The two of them joined forces and almost destroyed the whole family.
My daughter and Lin Su also experienced such a terrifying scene five days ago.
But not dead!
How did he cope?
It's just a song called "The River Is Red", which completely conquered the literary world!
Zhou Zhang's heart was beating wildly...
This silver moon alone is an eternal legend!
Why?
The literary world is sealed, and there is no communication between heaven and earth. People in the world, even if they have the ability to reach heaven, cannot communicate with the world outside the world. Therefore, the literary world crushes the literary world.
But Lin Su broke through this eternal convention and was able to use the power of literature in other people's literary circles.
This impossible thing is happening in his hands. Why?
There is only one possibility: his literary heart is a top-notch literary heart!
Only the best literary minds can accurately discern the weak points of the other party's literary world, and then break through these weak points to complete communication with the saints...
He actually has a top-notch literary heart? If it is true, it is not only his biggest secret, but also a secret that the human race should keep together.
The top-notch Bunshin is so miraculous that it exceeds imagination. Once born, it will be a disaster for the demon clan. Therefore, once the demon clan knows this secret, they will probably send out various monsters overnight to destroy him!
Zhou Mei was not a literary person, so she didn't care much about Lin Su breaking Fang's literary circle.
But when the same thing happened to Zhou Zhang's ears, he saw the essence through the phenomenon.
This excitement caused him to basically turn a deaf ear to Zhou Mei's subsequent narrative...
Zhou Mei was also worried inside...
What she remembered most about that day had nothing to do with the battle, but that he lent her thigh to use twice. Thinking of the scene that day, she felt her thighs were getting hot. She was a little afraid that her father would get hold of this thing that she couldn't talk about.
Well, seeing that my father was not caring about his home, he quickly ran away on the pretext of taking care of my mother.
…
The next day, the wind was calm and the weather was fine.
Lin Su strolled up the Western Mountain.
The Zen door of Banshanju opened, and Bi Xuanji looked at him quietly. Lin Su clearly felt that Bi Xuanji today is very different from the past. What is the difference? From the time when Fairy Qing was knocked down from the mortal world, today she has become a human being.
Fireworks.
"Where is she?" Lin Su asked in two words.
Bi Xuanji raised his mouth slightly, and the direction his chin pointed was the left side room.
Lin Su went directly.
The left wing is quiet and elegant. The early morning sunlight shines through the water bamboo on the window sill. A curtain is half-closed. The light and shadow in the room are blurred. Green clothes is sleeping sweetly. Lin Su is sitting by the bed and looking at her, a little proud.
, To be honest, this little wife is so beautiful.
Every inch of her body is breathtakingly beautiful.
Green Yi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she saw Lin Su, her eyes were filled with charming little flowers, and her arms directly wrapped around Lin Su's neck: "
Mr. Xian, kiss..."
"It's not good..."
"It's not a good idea to take off your clothes and play with them. Why do you always take them off..." Lu Yi became tired of it, and Lin Su couldn't stand it.
He could only lean into Lu Yi's ear: "Are you sleepy? You thought you were at home... I can tell you, your sister is outside..."
Luyi's eyes turned to the ceiling, to the room furnishings, and suddenly he slipped under the quilt.
Oh my god, I was so sleepy that I thought I was at Haining's house...
Lin Su walked out of the room a little embarrassed...
Bi Xuanji was not outside the room. She was making tea under a flower stand at least three feet away from the room...
Although she seemed to be ignorant of everything in the room, Lin Su still noticed sensitively that her ears were a little red, and it was just her ears...
"How is the situation at Yaowang Mountain going?" Lin Su spoke, and his orthodox words effectively brought Bi Xuanji back to the right path.
The eight elders of Yaowangshan brought five people to Beijing, and Anxiang had already started taking action.
They disguised themselves as members of the Wujian Sect and used Wujian Sect's usual methods to assassinate these six people.
However, these six people were unusual, they were all masters, and Anxiang failed to succeed in the first round of attacks.
These six people did not counterattack against Wu Jian Sect.
The battle between Yaowangshan and Wujianmen failed to start.
The elder brother analyzed that this move may explain one thing. The eight elders of Yaowangshan came to Beijing this time with a big plan and would not act rashly.
Lin Su held up the tea she had just handed over: "Six people from Yaowang Mountain have entered the capital. The people chosen are carefully selected masters. If you target them, the probability of success will naturally be low. You can consider another method."
"What?"
"People pretending to be Yaowangshan are attacking Wujianmen!"
Bi Xuanji's eyes suddenly brightened...
Yes, those who pretended to be Wujianmen and attacked Yaowang Mountain were provoking a fight between the two parties.
Is it not true that people pretending to be Yaowangshan are attacking Wujianmen?
Yaowangshan traveled thousands of miles to Beijing, and the people he brought with him were all masters, and all of them had a strong sense of prevention. It was too difficult to target them, but the Wujian Sect has many strongholds in the capital. As Anxiang, this same activity is carried out underground in the capital.
Organization, how can we not have some control over it?
Using the medicine from Yaowang Mountain, the difficulty of attacking these strongholds suddenly drops a hundred times.
The people of Wu Jian Sect are assassinated. If they don't fight back, they will continue to assassinate. Anyway, Wu Jian Sect is in Lin Su's dictionary and needs to be eliminated.
If the people of Wujian Sect counterattack, they will play into Lin Su's heart, and they will start a fight with Yaowang Mountain, because they can only find Yaowang Mountain, but not the hidden fragrance at all.
It seems that two major forces are wrestling in the capital, but it is actually a tripartite force, among which Anxiang is responsible for the two sides!
After the two major forces have suffered more casualties, they will ignore the original cause. The conflict will snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and in the end no one can control it.
Bi Xuanji's heart was surging, and all his thoughts came through in an instant. This little villain is really bad. How can he be so bad no matter how he thinks of it...
Lin Su drank the tea from the cup in one gulp: "I have big things to do today, and I left your sister to you!"
It rose through the sky and entered the capital.
Bi Xuanji looked at the horizon for a long time. Although she was still as still as a mountain, if you were more sensitive, you would feel that her shadow looked a bit strange in the early morning sunlight...
"Sister..." A voice in green came from behind.
Bi Xuanji slowly turned around and saw his sister's face, which was red and gorgeous. Her figure was much better than last time, and her breasts were lifted up to the sky. This is a typical phenomenon that only occurs when a man moisturizes her.
What's the situation? What did he do to the innocent thirteenth princess? The brothers and sisters still have to thank him. What's the matter...
Bi Xuanji shook off the endless distractions in his mind, and his eyes fell on his sister's face: "From now on, don't call me sister, and I won't call you sister."
"Well, I know, Sister Xuanji!" Luyi responded loudly.
"Let's go to Xishan Villa."
Luyi followed Bi Xuanji out of Banshan Residence. When the door was closed, she still poked her head inside, as if she was looking for something.
Bi Xuanji smiled softly: "Stop looking for him, he's gone."
"High value?"
"High value? Do you think he is a safe and high value person?" Bi Xuanji shook his head slightly: "He said he couldn't take care of you today and had to do something big. To be honest, the big thing he said was to let
People are a little frightened..."
Lu Yi is nervous. Is it a big deal?
Mr. Xianggong is so arrogant that even the sky is like a bamboo hat. Now a big thing suddenly comes out. It’s really scary, isn’t it...
When Xishan Courtyard arrived, the gatekeeper saw that it was Bi Xuanji and opened the door directly without even asking.
Princess Yufeng had just gotten up, and when she had the last hairpin left to put on her makeup, Youying told her: Bi Xuanji came over and brought a woman with him.
Bi Xuanji? This little girl doesn’t visit easily. Why did she bring a woman to visit so early in the morning?
The princess walked through the corridor and came to Hechi Pavilion. She was a little confused when she saw the woman next to Bi Xuanji. She is such a beautiful woman. She is really charming. Who is she? I have never seen her before...
"Lvyi has met Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
Princess Yufeng's heart skipped a beat, Green Yi? She seemed to have heard this name somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a moment...
Bi Xuanji said: "This girl in green is... the third son of Mr. Lin!"
Princess Yufeng's whole body was shaken...
knew!
She is his concubine!
That day Lin Su went to the capital for an audition, and he brought three women with him, one was Sister Chen, one was in green clothes, and the other was An Ye...
She knew that these three women were all his sweethearts, but she had never seen them with her own eyes. Today she saw them, and they were indeed beauties that would captivate the entire country.
Princess Yufeng stepped forward and held up the green clothes: "Girl, you don't have to be polite. I have been famous for your name for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so popular among the country and the city."
He held Lu Yi's hand and was extremely affectionate.
Green Yi smiled sweetly: "Your Highness, I have been admiring your fame for a long time. Today I saw with my own eyes that you are truly magnificent..."
"I am two years older than you, so please call me sister. Don't call me your highness, your highness. It seems too awkward..."
After a good chat, after the three of them sat down, Xie Xiaoyan also came. She had been living in the Xishan Villa during this period. She and Princess Yufeng were not interested. She, Lu Youwei, and Bi Xuanji were seeing each other off at the dock that day.
Those who have seen Lu Yi with their own eyes were not very enthusiastic about their reunion. With Xie Xiaoyan's communication skills, the distance between Lu Yi and her was basically cleared in a few words.
The maid brought hot tea and bowed down.
Xie Xiaoyan's eyes moved: "When did Mr. Lin come to Beijing?"
"It was just now." Lu Yi said: "My young master brought Lu Yi to Beijing this time, mainly because he has some business matters to deal with."
This is a statement that no one can doubt.
The Lin family's business territory is already very large. Thirty percent of the major merchants in the capital are more or less related to the Lin family's business. Naturally, someone has to meet with these merchants to discuss the next step of business layout.
In his business map, Princess Yufeng is also a very important one.
Princess Yufeng smiled: "Sister, you have to be careful when you enter the capital this time. You, the goddess of wealth, can easily make all the merchants pour money. When you step into the capital, the sensation is really great."
Everyone laughed.
"You can just live in Xishan Villa. Xishan Villa is the safest, but it is a place protected by the Holy Way..." Xie Xiaoyan said one sentence, and the expressions of the people in the room were a little strange. Xishan Villa is protected by the Holy Way. For
What? It’s because of a poem passed down from generation to generation by Lin Su. Lin Su is the man of this little beauty in front of her. What would she think of this bad man writing a poem passed down from generation to generation for another woman?