The disciples of the temple travel all over the world and are regarded as superior envoys.
They do not follow secular orders and are not governed by the world. Their status among the people is equivalent to that of the top masters and the dean of White Deer Academy. However, those disciples are only "walking" in the temple.
Walking in the temple is a standard temple person, but in the framework system of the temple, "walking" is only the lowest level.
Walking belongs to the seventeenth palace of the temple, and there are jurisdictions behind you.
But "Chang Xing" is different!
Changing behavior does not belong to the seventeenth house, it exists independently.
If the temple is compared to a sect, if you walk in the temple, you are the disciples of the sect, and if you walk in the temple regularly, you are the elders of the sect!
Lin Su's situation is very special. Some people love him to death, and some people hate him to death. Even the lofty temple has a mixed reputation for him.
Therefore, Elder Jia told Lin Su that day that it was best not to enter the temple at the moment.
Because when you enter the temple now, you can only "walk". In the seventeen palaces of the temple, everyone who dislikes you can step on you, so why bother?
You have to wait!
When?
When an absolute big shot in the temple appreciates you and promotes you to "regular practice" in one step, you can enter the temple with peace of mind and become a regular practice. The seventeenth house of the temple will lose its jurisdiction, and no one will step on you.
As the top elder of the Holy Family, Elder Jia is well-informed and can point out a clear path for Lin Su. However, he does not know whether Lin Su really has a chance to be appreciated by the absolute higher-ups in the temple because of this matter.
It all depends on chance.
However, what happened today went beyond his expectation.
The man in black smiled slightly: "A moment of glory, a passing cloud, as long as you don't care, I'll say goodbye!"
Lin Su was so excited that she hadn't felt excited in a long time...
"Ms. sir, what gift did you give Elder Sanwu?" Lu Yi ran over and hugged his waist.
When it came to bringing tea, Cui Ying held her face and hid, Sister Chen touched her forehead and hid, Lin Suzhen fell into the trap and wrote a poem to her on the spot...
"Hei Lao?" Lin Su's eyes were full of questions: "Who is Hei Lao?"
Lin Su smiled faintly: "I didn't... enter the temple for the sake of entering the temple. I have to set a clear goal before I can enter the temple. It's more important to do the things at hand... The elder is here today.
, are you satisfied with the gift you received?"
Lin Su saw through her tactic at a glance: "My little darling's tactic failed in front of me. Your husband is already playing tricks, but he still succeeded in your tactic?"
"Wait a minute..." Lin Su yelled.
As soon as the sensitive word "drinking tea" came out, Lu Yi jumped up and got into a fuss with Cui Ying.
"Mo Ge?" Lin Su said: "Can I tell you the name of the special envoy?"
Lin Su wrote a treasure book and was granted regular access to the temple, causing a storm at the highest levels of the temple. However, within the wider scope of the temple, and throughout the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States, almost nothing was known about it.
Lin Su slapped her thigh: "Why are you running away? Can I still take back the book I gave you? I just want to ask if there is a village girl in your family who is living outside..."
"Lin Su, being granted a permanent position in the temple is the ultimate honor for a secular scholar. It should have been a treasure trove of treasures and respected by all the nine countries and thirteen states. However, I am hiding my glory today. I see you in the study. Do you know why?" Black-clothed
The special envoy said slowly.
Is there anything you are satisfied with or dissatisfied about? Is it a surprise? The Holy Family of Nongsheng got a treasure book, which is more festive than the Chinese New Year!
I won’t tell you anymore, I will go back to the Holy Family now, make the head of the family happy, and leave...
After this little girl came back from the Yaochi Meeting, she was treated as a treasure by the Bishui Sect and sent to the Enlightenment Garden for further training. She didn't come back last time she went to Beijing. Has she come back now? If you come back and you won't come over to let me tease you, then...
It’s so outrageous!!!
"Mom, I have grown up a long time ago. Do you still treat me like a child?" Lin Su hugged her mother's shoulders.
As soon as these words came out, Elder Jia's old face completely blossomed...
Who are the people protecting him? He doesn't know, but he can roughly count a few. It must be one of the watchmen at the Confucian Temple in Beijing, and the black old man who came today must also be one.
No one knows what happened in the study just now.
"A poem..." Luyi opened his mouth and said, "We saw the golden light in your study..."
The special envoy smiled: "Is the Lin family's top-notch Baiyunbian? I have been lucky enough to drink it once. It is truly a peerless wine!"
Lin Su shouted: "Special envoy, wait!"
However, there are also people protecting him.
"The special envoy is pleased with the worldly wine?"
…
There is another person. Lin Su doesn’t know his identity or status. Who is he?
He was really worried that something would happen to the treasure book in his hand.
The poem goes: "The spring water is first born, the spring forest is first blooming, and the spring breeze is not as good as you. I hope that there will be time to look back, and we will grow old together with deep love."
In the twilight, Lu Yi was completely drunk, and her eyes almost dripped with honey.
After all, I've almost reached the point where I'm flirting with your Zhang Yiyu. Once I cross that thin line... you and I are not outsiders, I'm your grandson-in-law, oh no, great-grandson-in-law...
The original version of the book had a much greater impact on a Holy Family than Lin Su expected.
There are iron rules in the temple. Anyone who writes a treasure book will automatically be qualified as a "regular practitioner"!
No need for anyone to give it!
He even said that no one can stop it!
The original version is hidden in the farmhouse.
Sister Chen and Cui Ying are stroking their foreheads together and writing poems with their feet? Mr. Chen, are you sure you are not burying someone?...
The special envoy glanced over: "The wine is good wine, and the meaning is true. However, I am the one who issued the order today, so it is not appropriate to accept gifts. If you enter the temple someday, you might as well come to my Mo Pavilion."
Elder Jia held the book in his hand and was very excited: "Hei Lao! He is Hei Lao!"
The lotus platform was filled with light, like a lotus about to open, but then stopped: "What else can Lin Su do?"
Temple-certified tome.
This person was a former bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion. Thirty years ago, under the oppression of the court officials, he left the secular dynasty and specialized in literature, broke into the literary world, and was admitted to the temple.
"That's impossible to say. Many people say that my husband's talent is gone. How about you write a song on the spot and use colorful light to shatter the rumors from all directions..." Luyi blinked.
A field suddenly appeared behind Elder Jia, which was his literary world...
Cui Ying ran over: "My husband is not drunk this time, but Sister Luyi seems to be drunk. Hey, Sister Luyi, do you want some tea?"
"The black and white elders of the temple, black has a black heart and white has white hair. The status of these two elders is extremely transcendent. Even the people in the temple regard the "Mo Pavilion" of the black elder as a forbidden place. I never expected that the black elder who never asks about mundane things
Lao, I actually came here just for you... By the way, Mr. Lin, when will you enter the temple?"
His figure shook slightly and stepped onto the lotus platform...
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, Lin Su planned to go to Beijing.
Now that the book is in hand, the matter is too big to worry about anything else. The main thing is to go back to the Holy Family and have fun with the head of the Holy Family.
This is also the temple's reward for farmers.
What he was taking advantage of was a loophole in the temple's rules.
Lin Su hesitated for a while: "The time has not yet come."
At the end of the poem, the colorful glow comes out.
I went to the capital to make your cultivation state of mind become nothing...
"You are already a regular visitor to the temple, so you can enter the temple." At that time, Elder Jia objected to him entering the temple. But now, the situation has changed. Lin Su has become a "regular practitioner", and he is a man who relies on the treasure book and the temple iron.
The "constant conduct" obtained by this method is more transcendent than the "constant conduct" given by ordinary high-level figures. Now that you have entered the temple, no one can deceive you.
Lin Su did not ask the little baby to serve tea. Shi Shiran came out of the study. In the west courtyard, the three women's eyes were wide open, waiting for him...
The green clothes were wrapped around him, covering his whole chest: "Are you trying to play a beauty trap? I'll play one for you, so my husband you will fall into the trap. If you drink too much in the future, I will bring you tea...
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"Damn! Golden light poem? Who are you trying to kill? Your husband writes poems with his feet, so it's not like he only has golden light, right?"
Lin Su lifted her chin: "What do you think it will be?"
He said in his speech that day that the temple also concealed his name, leaving him unknown for a long time. He knew that this concealment was completely well-intentioned, and today's concealment will still be well-intentioned.
There were people in the temple who hated him.
Lin Su didn't know why, but he vaguely guessed that it was something serious.
What is Zhang Weikong’s identity at this moment?
Will he also be one of the people insured?
He has done it regularly!
He finally had his own weight on the temple chessboard for the first time.
Lin Su didn't get any appreciation from the top management, so he got a regular job for himself by his own strength!
As long as you have this ability, Changxing will be yours. Even if the entire temple hierarchy is dissatisfied with you, this iron rule cannot be changed! This is a rule set by a saint! No one can change it except the saint.
Lin Su raised his hand and held a storage bag with both hands: "There are three hundred jars here, all of which are aged wine. Although it is only two years old, it has a different flavor compared to ordinary Baiyunbian."
Silently, the golden lotus rotated and suddenly turned into a point of light, disappearing into nothingness.
As soon as his plan was revealed, Mother Lin was very happy: "Sanlang, mother is worried that the capital will no longer care about you now that you are here. The fact that you can think of strengthening contact with the capital means that you have really grown up."
Big."
"There is only one old man in Mo Pavilion. You will know it as soon as you arrive."
The wind blows in Tianyuan, the rice falls, and Comrade Lao Jia has disappeared without a trace...
Probably so...
Lin Su looked at the sky and thought of Zhang Yiyu...
Therefore, he even forgot his original intention when he set out. What was his original intention? First get the gift that Lin Su promised to give, and then he took advantage of it and made some jars of Baiyunbian.
At the same time, the gold paper on the table turned into a butterfly, shot towards Elder Jia, and turned into a complete book in his palm. The cover had four big words "Essential Art for Qi Min" and a golden mark below: Treasure Book!
There was no reply. Lao Jia disappeared. He was really gone.
"The special envoy must have his intentions, Su, I don't dare to guess, and in fact I don't care."
Zhang Weikong!
Zhang Juzheng’s father!
Lin Su went to bask in the sun with a smile. Lu Yi and Cui Ying took the poem manuscript and read it for a long time. Finally Cui Ying sighed: My husband's poems are really ever-changing. This poem has jumped out of the metrical framework, but it still remains the same.
It's so mesmerizingly beautiful that it's still a colorful poem.
Mother Lin patted him on the shoulder: "Before you get married, in my heart, you haven't really grown up. Do you want to decide on your marriage this year?"
Lin Su was shocked: "Can't you? I was the second brother the year before last, and the eldest brother last year. Once I get busy with the wedding arrangements, it's endless. I really can't bear that my mother is tired every year. Let's take a two-year break. Let's wait for two years.
My dear mother, take a breath...Mom, I'm leaving!"
Hey hey...
Mother Lin wanted to talk to him again and tell him the eternal truth that "when a child gets married, the mother will be exhausted and happy", but Lin Su had already run away.