Chapter 475 Entering the Temple is just a cover-up
This is her "Spring Night in Dongting". Although it is not yet an authentic painting world, it has some of the power of the painting world. What power? Isolate the outside world and bring her and her wild husband inside.
When Lin Su untied her clothes, Qiushui Huaping groaned, I actually used this painting to do this, my painting world will definitely be nothing in the future...
It was late at night, and the villa slowly became quiet.
Sun Linbu stayed in the top VIP room assigned to Lin Su for four hours without moving much.
His eyes were a little red, but his expression was extremely excited.
Qiu Shui Changkong stared at Yufangyuan, listening to the reports coming from the girl next to him at any time, his face was also very excited. For four whole hours, the first master of Qinglian actually kept Sun Linbu for four whole hours. This is sincerity.
Teach!
He would never have thought that Lin Su was no longer in the VIP room. He had played with his other daughter three times in the painting world...
Qiushui Huabing felt something was wrong. Her husband was a little excited. Could it be that he hadn't touched a woman in half a month?
When she asked directly, Lin Su admitted that not only had he not touched a woman for half a month, but he also didn't know when he would be able to go home...
ah?
Qiushui Huaping stood up, lay on his chest, and stared into his eyes: "When I left Haining, I heard someone said that you planned to choose a Holy Family and enter the temple. Do you want to go now?"
Lin Su smiled: "Choosing a holy family to enter the temple is my husband's clever plan."
Plan? No way? Qiushui Huaping's eyes widened...
As soon as the news came out, it quickly spread throughout the world. Everyone in the Haining Lin family knew about it. Mrs. Lin had sacrificed her ancestors three times for the news. Mo Qing, the little girl, had received instructions from the family and planned to extend an olive branch to him.
I don’t know how many people in the world are moved by this news, and what does this little husband mean? It’s just a strategy?!
Lin Su gently caressed the person in his arms and said the wonderful effect of this strategy...
This strategy was first proposed by Zhang Juzheng and Qu Wendong. When they proposed this strategy, they did not regard it as a strategy at first, but as a real way to solve the problem.
In their understanding, Lin Su was facing such a dilemma, so entering the temple was indeed a good solution.
However, Lin Su made adjustments at the initial stage to turn this method into a strategy.
He doesn't want to enter the temple at this stage, he just spreads a message.
Why?
Triple purpose!
The first step is to appease His Majesty, lest this old guy jump over the wall and flip the table to play tricks. Lin Su in front of him knows nothing about His Majesty’s back-up plan. In this case, it is impossible for him to fall out with His Majesty directly, and he does not
I don't want to provoke His Majesty to violate the rules of the game right now.
Secondly, he wanted to test the Holy Family. There are eighteen Holy Families in the world. Their strength is profound and their forces are intertwined. He needs to know which Holy Families can be won over and which Holy Families cannot be won over. As long as there is this
The Holy Family who are willing to extend an olive branch to him can all be won over, and at least they do not need to be listed as enemies.
The third level is that he needs to disappear for a period of time. He hopes that in the world's recognition, he is in contact with the Holy Family during this period.
Qiushui Huaping had been so shocked by her husband's first two intentions that she almost fainted. Suddenly she heard the third one, and she was surprised: "Where do you really want to go?"
"Yaochi Meeting!"
Qiushui Huaping's eyes froze: "You, a master of literature and art, are going to attend the Yaochi Meeting?"
"What's the matter? Your wild husband is still a martial arts master, don't you know?"
"I know, I really know this. Lu Yi has said it eight hundred times. Your martial arts is fully demonstrated in bed. Neither she nor Sister Chen can stand up to you... It's just my husband, why do you have to attend the Yaochi meeting? That's all
Top master of cultivation, you... just because you are ruthless in Luyi, it really doesn’t mean that you can conquer the world with force, and you will find it hard to find happiness even though you are thousands of miles away, is that really okay?"
Lin Su asked her sideways: "Can you give me some encouragement before setting off?"
"My husband is the most powerful! My husband is the best in the world!" Qiushui Huaping opened her mouth, but after the slogan was shouted, she hesitated: "My husband, how about you play Wen Dao? You are really invincible in Wen Dao.
It would be great to recite poems, write, sing, and flirt with girls..."
Lin Su slapped himself on the forehead, and the compliment he demanded forcibly seemed to be insincere...
But he still explained...
Some things must be done, even if my husband, I may not be able to fight against all the invincible opponents in the world at this moment (Qiushui Huaping interjected: My husband, be more confident and remove the word "maybe")...
Lin Su added, but the opportunity must not be missed, and the time will never come again. Do you know how often the Yaochi Conference will be held? One hundred years! One hundred years! If nothing happens, there is a high probability that I will not be able to participate in the next Yaochi Conference, and I will be there for the rest of my life.
This is such an opportunity to see the top event of the spiritual path. Can I not go? If I don’t go, how will I know what the spiritual world is like? If I don’t go, how will I know my future direction? In this world, literary education
, martial arts and spiritual practice go hand in hand. If something big happens, spiritual practice is also one of the forces. You need to know that thousands of years ago, the great catastrophe was finally solved by spiritual practice...
He talked a lot, and Qiushui Huaping kept listening quietly, nodding from time to time, as if he understood.
Lin Su finished speaking and patted her butt: "Do you understand?"
"I think, I personally think...my husband is going to attend the Yaochi meeting, maybe he still wants to comfort the loneliness of the Yaochi saint who has been practicing hard for thousands of years..."
Lin Su's eyes widened: "Saint of Yaochi? She has been working hard for thousands of years? Are you sure that an old woman who has been working hard for thousands of years still needs others to comfort her loneliness?"
"It doesn't matter whether she needs it or not. What's important is that, husband, you may think...she needs it!"
Lin Su accurately grasped a key point from her awkward expression: "I kind of understand. You are giving me a vaccination to prevent me from attacking saints from all walks of life. Okay, show your attitude.
This time I’m walking around the world and facing a strange woman, I won’t move at all!”
"Well, if you say this, Lu Yi can rest assured!" Qiushui Huaping hooked him with satisfaction: "It's almost dawn, do you still want to play? As promised, we can play for one more time at most..."
After about an hour, another trick came into play.
The early morning wind blew across Dongting Lake and also blew away the fog in the lake.
A scroll was opened, the autumn water painting screen returned to Yuehu Tower, and Lin Su's figure flashed back to the guest room.
From the air, he discovered that Sun Linbu had just come out of his guest room and seemed to have stayed up all night.
This is normal. Anyone who has obtained Lin Su’s information has stayed up all night...
He sneaked into the guest room and no one noticed him, including Zhang Haoran.
Because Zhang Haoran came over and knocked on the door: "Brother Lin, you really hit it off with that brother Sun last night. You actually talked all night long."
"Well, cough..."
"Why are you treating him so favorably?" Zhang Haoran was somewhat interested and asked the same question as Sun Linbu.
"Two answers, one true and one false, which one do you want to hear?"
"We're about to set off. Time is tight. Who's talking nonsense to you? Of course it's true!" Zhang Haoran glanced at him.
"The real answer is: This person has a lot of character, and he will be a breath of fresh air in the officialdom of Da Cang in the future!"
"What Qingliu? Isn't he just a shit stirrer with the same odor as you?" Li Yangxin stretched his head from the side unceremoniously: "I have heard that this person wrote an anti-poetry that day and was arrested.
You're in Zhongzhou Prison, and the content of your anti-poetry is very consistent with yours, so you'll be scolded to death by the 'Luo City Alliance'!"
Haha, Huo Qi's laughter came from another room: "I seem to have found a trick. If everyone in the world wants to get the guidance of Grandmaster Lin, the fastest and best way is to scold the court!"
"You..." Lin Su pointed at the faces of several people: "If you make all the young people in the world cynical and harm the eighteen generations of our ancestors, I will not be responsible."
Zhang Haoran smiled: "Brothers, please don't add to this mess... We are about to get married. Are you ready for your poems?"
Li Yangxin said: "What can we prepare for? We are getting married, just play some lively and festive songs casually. Today is the Mochi wedding, and we are supporting roles. Whether you are a master or a Wenlu, just keep it to me today.
Come on, get used to the supporting role."
This is true.
There are two kinds of scenes in the world, which cannot be expressed.
One is a wedding and the other is a funeral.
Because you are not the protagonist!
The person who shines brightest today can only be Qiu Mochi!
After setting the tone, the wedding team set off.
The lineup is unprecedentedly strong.
A large ship set sail and crossed Dongting Lake to Jieyang Mansion.
Two hours later, they saw the escorting procession by the lake. The lineup there was equally strong. The most prominent ones were the literati in the front row. These literati had a good background. They were the seven sons-in-law of the father-in-law's family in Qiu Mochi.
His father-in-law, Mr. Jin, is also a scholar with a literary heart. Although he is in a mess in the officialdom and has been tortured thousands of times by his literary colleagues, this is what sets him apart from other people. I have been tortured thousands of times by literary colleagues.
, I treat literature as my first love. My love for literati is deep in my bones.
Where is it reflected?
It is reflected in three points. The first is to teach and educate people. He has been preaching for decades and has peaches and plums all over the world. There are seven or eight great Confucian students among his disciples. The second is to have daughters. He found a bunch of concubines and gave birth to nine.
Daughter. Third, he will also look for a son-in-law. His son-in-law will not marry unless he is a scholar. The seven daughters currently married are married to seven literary geniuses, and two of them are literary scholars.
Marrying a daughter from such a family is simply a literary event.
People from all walks of life who are passionate about literature and art have arrived, wanting to see how the eldest son-in-law sets rules for the new son-in-law.
What? Rules?
Yes, this is an unwritten rule of the Jin family, that is, the son-in-law also has a first-come-first-served basis. Don't rely on your literary skills and ignore your predecessors. If you say you are a literary genius, who here is not?
Therefore, today's wedding reception and send-off had an invisible shock wave before it even started...
Seeing the wedding boat coming from afar, the Jin family's son-in-law team was very motivated.
"Eldest brother-in-law, do you think our eighth brother-in-law will invite his aunt out again today?" This person is the fourth son-in-law, and he was a Jinshi in the middle of last year. Although he is ranked outside the 400th place, he has the status of a literary scholar.
, directly flattening the gap between him and his eldest brother-in-law.
At the last engagement ceremony, he also planned to make a move to give the Qiu Shui family a blow. Unexpectedly, the person sent by the other party was actually Qiu Shui Huaping, an expert in painting. Qiu Shui Huaping painted a picture on the spot and combined all the people.
The sons-in-law were all shocked out of their places, and none of the difficult questions they finally came up with came up.
From that moment on, he had a deep reverence for the autumn water painting screen in his heart, which made him understand the eternal law of one realm and one heaven above literature and Taoism.
Today, if the Qiu Shui Painting Screen appeared, all the tricks would probably be ruined.
The eldest brother-in-law smiled: "Although you are a great scholar, you are not familiar with worldly affairs. Last time it was an engagement ceremony and elders were required to attend. Today is a wedding ceremony. How can there be any elders?"
The opponent's boat has already approached the shore, and five young figures are standing at the front of the team. Qiu Mochi is in the middle, wearing red wedding robes, and the four people on the left and right are all wearing ordinary scholar's clothes.
Two red poles stretched out and supported the bow of the ship.
The second brother-in-law stepped forward: "The Jin family's rule for welcoming a bride is that you need to recite a poem about golden light before you can land on the beach. There are different teachings: the golden light paved the road, going straight to the west of Dongting!"
Countless people in the rear cheered, Jin Guangshi, Jin Guangshi...
The five people on the bow looked at each other...
Zhang Haoran said: "Poems about shore are just poems about golden light. This is a bit of a high starting point." It is true that there are poems about shore when welcoming brides in Dongting Lake, but generally it is just an ordinary poem, as long as it is smooth and auspicious.
That's fine. But today, the other party stipulated that it must be Jin Guangshi. The starting point is a bit high, it's ridiculously high.
"Yeah, do you still abide by the rules we set?" Huo Qidao.
"What rules?" Qiu Mochi didn't understand.
Li Yangxin explained to him: The original rule set by everyone was that you should not be outstanding today, so as not to overshadow you...
c! Qiu Mochi used foul language. You guys discussed it behind closed doors in the middle of the night last night and came up with such a broken rule? Why did I ask you to come here? It was just to crush me. You are still worried about stealing my limelight? You
I'm rushing to give it a try. After all, I am also someone who has written colorful poems...
Everyone looked at each other, Zhang Haoran nodded: "Then let's crush him! Who's going to go?"
They were whispering to each other, and the bride sitting in the sedan was anxious...
Brother-in-law, you bastard, have you ever seen a poem written with a golden light? How can you set such a standard? My husband cannot recite poems in person today, so he can only rely on his entourage. How many people in the world can casually recite a poem with a golden light?
She wanted to lower her standards, but she didn't forget that she couldn't speak today either...
And the people in the front row were happy...
I will make it impossible for you to reach the shore, and I will make you have this memory...
Li Yang took a new step: "Anyway, it's the same for everyone, let me do it!"
He raised his hand, took out the gold paper, and took up his pen to write: "It is a pleasure to enjoy things to the west of Dongting, and the colorful boats arrive in the east, and the sun's shadow moves. It is such a good time and such a scene, half of the lake is waiting for the autumn water to be painted."
When the poem is completed, three golden rays of light reflect the splendor of the ship's bow.
There was a huge explosion at the lake, and countless people cheered and cheered.
Golden Light Poetry, when can we see you? Today, the request has just been made here, and a Golden Light Poem has been written over there.
Even if it is the top literary club in the capital, it is nothing more than this.