Is the Shen family going to fight among themselves?
Mr. Shen Zhongxiao's health is not good to begin with, so don't get angry and get into trouble!
Before Li Chengfeng and Wang Ruiguang could persuade him, Shen Lin's eyes were completely cold!
"What's wrong with the side branch?"
"When my parents died of illness, did the master's family send someone to take a look and help?"
"When I was about to starve to death, when Dian Tian sold the land, did my master give away a grain of wheat? A grain of rice?"
"Now, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf in front of me?"
"Let me tell you, without my master, I, Shen Lin, can still live very well!"
"The master's family is nothing in my eyes!"
Shen Lin's eyes were red, and he really felt worthless for his predecessor.
When there is trouble, the master will remain indifferent, and when he sees an opportunity to make a fortune, he will immediately pounce on him like a dog.
The folding fan man was also furious.
"You...you, Shen Lin, how can you talk nonsense here about family matters?"
"Tonight there are all the heroes gathered together, in such an elegant occasion, you... you are so polite...!"
“It is unreasonable to not be the son of man!”
At this time, many people in the hotel upstairs and downstairs were looking over here, their expressions full of surprise.
Shen Lin's heart was filled with emotion.
The warm breeze makes tourists drunk. When will the singing and dancing in West Lake stop?
Opposite is the Liao Kingdom, just across the Huanglong River.
Do you really think the Liao people are stupid?
Don't you dare to come over?
Bullshit Anding County.
If I were the general of the Liao Kingdom, I would have turned this place into a quagmire hell!
You bunch of idiots can't see the danger?
Or self-anaesthesia, deliberately pretending not to see?
"A gathering of heroes?"
Shen Lin shouted coldly.
"No matter how good poetry and articles are, what use are they to the country?"
"When the Liao people come, can they be beaten back by chanting a few lines of poetry?"
"The south has suffered from floods for many years. Can a few poems or a word stop the torrential rivers?"
"Do you understand that blocking is worse than loosening? Do you know the contours? Can you measure the water level?"
"Will you build canals? Or build dams?"
"Have you studied Pythagorean law? Nine chapters of arithmetic? Equations? Calculus?"
"..."
"Wait, it's nothing!"
He cursed heartily!
Shen Lin felt that the depression he felt after traveling through these days was completely gone.
He turned and left.
"Summer insects cannot speak of ice!"
"You are all gathered here, it's damn it - the merchant girls don't know the hatred of their country's subjugation, but they are still singing in the backyard across the river!"
If I don’t know how to compose poems and don’t know how to write poems and articles, what if I become a copywriter?
Shameless is shameless!
Shen Lin shocked everyone to the point of being stunned.
He held his head high, his blue shirt facing the wind.
"The sky is thousands of miles away in midsummer, and the water goes with the sky and there is no limit to summer!"
"...On the top of the building under the bright moon, in the sound of broken waves, a wanderer from the northern country looked at Chunjun and photographed it all over, but no one could understand it. I came to see you!"
"Don't say that the perch is worthy of praise. When the west wind blows, the eagle of the season has not returned yet..."
"I'm asking for help from the land, but I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed to see you. Liu Lang is so talented..."
"Who calls Qian? She wears a red scarf and green sleeves, and presses the tears of a hero!"
This poem was written by Xin Qiji, a great poet of the generation. Shen Lin slightly modified it, but still retained some heroic spirit.
After chanting, Shen Lin looked around and no one dared to look at him!
Sneered.
Shen Lin bowed his head towards Li Chengfeng and Wang Ruiguang, turned around and went downstairs!
The entire Jinxiu Building was lit only by candles.
There was total silence.
Who here has not studied hard for ten years or decades?
I can’t compose poetry, but I always have basic appreciation skills.
I don’t know how long it took, but in the private room on the east side of the third floor, a great Confucian from Chanzhou came to express his admiration.
"What a song "Water Dragon Song"!"
"The heroic feeling is unparalleled in ancient and modern times!"
"The heart of serving the country makes a hero burst into tears!"
Some people on the west side also sighed: "Why should we hold a beautiful poetry meeting?"
"When this water dragon chant comes out, who can compete with him? It should be a masterpiece for the ages!"
The entire Jinxiu Building suddenly became restless.
Is that person a descendant of the Shen family?
Such unparalleled literary talent?
You actually said that he... said that he was uneducated and incompetent?
Shen Lin only knows how to play tricks?
So who are we?
Live your whole life as a dog?
Is it better to lie down if you waste food?
Li Chengfeng laughed loudly and suddenly turned around and cupped his hands towards Shen Zhongxiao.
"Congratulations, Sir, you have stabilized the Shen family and have become a great Qilin'er!"
Wang Ruiguang also happily handed over his hand.
"Shen Lin is a brilliant genius of a generation!"
"Everyone is different. If it weren't for the good intentions of the boss, he would force me like this!"
"I don't know how long he will hide his clumsiness?"
Shen Zhongxiao clicked his lips, chimes and cymbals sounded in his head, and his eyes turned red!
Have I ever forced him?
He lived for more than fifty years and wrote countless poems and articles about which he was proud.
Have you ever written a poem?
Can it match Shen Lin's handiwork?
Why should I teach him a lesson?
Just relying on his identity as the uncle of the host family whom he didn’t know before?
"Pfft!"
Shen Zhongxiao raised his head and felt furious.
A stream of blood spurted out from his mouth!
"Ah? Daddy..."
The pretty girl and the young man with the folding fan next to her panicked and quickly stretched out their hands to support them.
Not only that, the entire private room instantly became a mess.
Jinxiu Tower is boiling!
No, it was a "landmine" dropped by Shen Lin.
Exploded!!!
It's really too powerful.
He actually blew up his cheap uncle first.
"Mr. Shen was so anxious that he fainted!"
There were two knives who knew medicine and felt the pulse, and quickly used their wits.
"Quick, quick, send me to the hospital!"
It is better to teach Li Chengfeng to be urgent and have to hurry up!
If Mr. Shen died here.
Then Shen Lin will never be able to hold his head up and behave as a human being for the rest of his life.
No matter how capable you are, who would dare to use you?
With just a few words or a word, your elders will be so angry!
Others are afraid too!
As soon as Shen Lin walked onto the street, he saw countless people rushing out of Jinxiu Building.
He thought that if he succeeded in showing off, these people would instantly become big fans.
Fans in ancient times were also very scary.
I have to run away quickly.
But after running a few steps, he realized that no one cared about him.
Those people carried an old man to the carriage, who seemed to be Shen Zhongxiao?
It's over.
You won't make the old guy angry, will you?
After all, Shen Lin was not a heartless person, so he quickly ran over and asked.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
When Shen Zhongxiao's little daughter saw Shen Lin, the culprit, she immediately wanted to step forward and bite him to death!
"You...you made my father so angry? You still have the nerve to ask?"
"You...get out of here..."
The young master of the house was also very anxious and his elegance was gone.
I don’t know where the folding fan was thrown.
"Sisi, leave him alone, it's important to save the uncle first!"
However, Shen Lin knew the serious consequences of being so angry that he shouted quickly.
"Are you stupid?"
"Elevate the patient first. He is crooked. What if he suffers from hemiplegia or cerebral hemorrhage?"