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Chapter 88 The same night

Hushu Guancha River, on the building, at night, it is very lively.

Strictly speaking, this is Lin Tailai's first "combined circle".

Although the other two here are not superstars, one comes from the Wang family in Xincheng and the other is a rich and famous man, and they are also out of reach in the past.

He is so familiar with Master Feng Er, and he has never been like this together.

After working hard for so long since I traveled through time, I finally served tonight!

So in the forest of sings, dogs, horses, wine, meat, and meat, Professor Lin was very excited and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

Sitting on the top deck of the brightly lit building boat, blowing the spring night wind.

The drunk Professor Lin was looking at Li Jixuan's drunken sword dance while touching Li Jixuan's sister-in-law, and couldn't help but be dazzled.

"He won't stab himself to death with one sword, right?" Lin Tailai asked Dong Qianji worriedly.

You must be mentally prepared for the weirdness of the late Ming celebrities.

Dong Qianji said calmly: "Although it is a sword with gold and jade inlay, it does not have a sharp blade.

If he doesn't use any force and does not hurt anyone at all, he will only use sword dance."

Li Jixuan staggered to Lin Tailai with his sword in his hand and said, "I heard that Professor Lin is the bravest and invincible player in Wuzhong, and his iron fist and golden whip are invincible. Why would you show me some talent?"

Lin Tailai held the wine jar and said, "I have no talent except poetry and literature."

Li Jixuan said again: "I have also heard that Professor Lin can write poems every time he finishes beating people."

Lin Tailai took the posture of a romantic and famous man and said proudly: "In addition to beating people, there is also the spring of spiritual thoughts when seeing a beauty!"

Li Jixuan pointed at Dong Qianji and smiled and said, "Is my concubine not beautiful enough?"

Professor Lin threw the wine bottle into the river, gently pinched Dong Qianji, and said with drunken eyes:

"It's not that you don't care about yourself in front of the jar, pretending to be crazy will inevitably become true.

I once whipped the horse because of drunkenness, for fear that the beauty would be exhausted."

Li Jixuan's eyes were straightened when he heard this. Everyone was as singular as he was, but why couldn't he write such a poem?

Dong Qianji screamed, covered her face and said, "Does the word "beauty" in the sentence refer to the slave family?"

Professor Lin's poem was temporarily interrupted, but he was not unhappy.

He picked his eyes and said to Dong Qianji evilly: "Look at your performance tonight, otherwise it would be the word "name and horse"!"

The very calm King Capital sighed, it was still the southerners who could play.

Apart from touching Yin Ji beside him, he didn't seem to know what to do, and there were too many things to learn.

"You can finish the whole poem quickly!" Li Jixuan said anxiously.

So Professor Lin slowly chanted the next few sentences in a lively atmosphere.

After listening, Li Jixuan seemed surprised and was stunned for a moment.

Then he became a little more awake, sat down shakingly with his sword, and sighed to Lin Tailai:

"You dare to slap the old leader of the king so directly, you are a hero!"

Lin Tailai: "???"

I just plagiarized a romantic poem that suits the situation and pretended to be a fool. What's the matter with the old leader of the King Guan?

The King's Tax Envoy was finally able to intervene and asked, "Are you not afraid of Lin Tailai? The elder leader of the Wang family banned you in the literary world?

You originally hid out of the city to avoid the elder leader of the king."

Professor Lin held the side of the boat and looked at the water in the middle of the night, thinking about the affliction of hiding out of the city.

Suddenly pointing to Xumen, he whispered:

"I have never cultivated good results in my life, but I only love to write poems!

Suddenly, the golden rope was opened and the jade lock was broken here!

The tide of news came outside Guxu Gate, and today I realized that I was me!"

Wang Zhidu and Li Jixuan looked at each other. Professor Lin, the Iron Fist Golden Whip, may have been really drunk.

I hope that when he wakes up tomorrow, he can still remember the pussy he has blown and bravely face the complete violent literary master!

In the direction pointed by Lin Tailai, outside Xumen in Suzhou City, Taibai Tower in Xujiang.

Compared to the boat on the Lijialou in Hushuguan, this place is much lonely and deserted.

Wang Shizhen, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice in Nanjing and the leader of the world's literary world, sat on the second floor, looking at the empty seats on both sides.

Tonight, Zhao Yongxian, who had already won the "five sons" for two consecutive terms, has produced the ambition of the next generation of leaders.

He chose Taibailou again, just to tell the world that the real strong man would not mind mere rumors, nor would he be defeated by mere rumors!

Regarding Jinling Sanmei, he has designed a brand new way of playing and suppressing all rumors related to green!

But what if there is no beauty coming?

The moon rises to the willows, and Zhao Yongxian, a top-level strong man in the literary world, followed the stairs and arrived at the second floor of Taibai Building.

Just a light glance, Zhao Yongxian was immediately furious and his momentum suddenly expanded!

Although Zhao Yongxian has no work that can be produced, he cannot resist the reputation he has gained from Teacher Zhang and has a transcendent position in the literary world. At least he is considered a half-step master level!

Although Wang Shizhen is his senior, he doesn’t even arrange a female companion of a high-end class in such an important negotiation occasion!

"Wang Yuanmei! You're too bullying!" Zhao Yongxian pointed at the old leader of the Wang family and shouted loudly.

Wang Shizhen: "."

When his son Wang Shiqiu quickly came forward to smooth things over: "Speaking up, Senior Zhao may not believe it, all the three beauties in Jinling have broken their appointment."

Zhao Yongxian sighed. From Wang Shizhen's humiliating cold treatment, it seemed that he had made up his mind to completely suppress himself.

Even if I can’t fight, I can’t talk anymore. Zhao Yongxian could only wave his hand and said, “Forget it, I, Zhao Yongxian, quit the literary world and go back to Nanjing!

Even if I die, my soul, Zhao Yongxian, will be watching from Xumen with wide eyes!

How did the retro sects that have been passed down for a hundred years fall apart, and how did the literary world become a dream!”

Wang Shizhen: "."

After saying that, Zhao Yongxian, who had been the first two consecutive "five sons", refused to stay for more, and resolutely went downstairs and left!

Wang Shixi turned around and asked, "Father, what should I do?"

Wang Shizhen suddenly said angrily: "Zhao Yongxian doesn't speak literary virtue! I haven't said a word yet, but he has finished it!

If the hot discussion spreads tomorrow, how can I highlight my literary leader!"

Wang Shixiu comforted and said, "There should be nothing else. Who can suppress his father's limelight?"

After all night, the old leader Wang woke up at noon, he was inexplicably in a bad mood.

Wang Shiqi summarized the information today and reported to his father in the afternoon:

"Today, from the literary circle to the market, the hottest thing to discuss is that Qi Shaobao was poor and sold private salt from Zhejiang to Suzhou.

And someone escorted him with justice regardless of his safety, which is said to be a good story in the world!”

"It's all nonsense of ignorant people!" Wang Shizhen said angrily: "Who is someone!"

Wang Shiqi replied: "Those three fathers you won't let me mention."

Wang Shizhen didn't understand: "Why can we still talk about him?"

The information that Wang Shixi mastered was very detailed: "He wrote a poem to Qi Shaobao, and the listeners resonated with each other.

Then he wrote another poem, "The golden powder is in the fifteen southeast states, and the talented people occupies the upper reaches."

Others have discussed that this poem was written by him after he sighed at Qi Shaobao, and he also wrote a satirizing father to you!"

Wang Shizhen didn't understand for a moment, "Why are you just ridiculing me?"

Wang Shiqi replied: "Many people say that this poem itself has the meaning of chanting poems and nostalgia, so it is naturally a satirical revisionist."

Wang Shizhen was furious and said, "It's all false rumors, extremely absurd!"

He had heard of that destructive poem. It was published by someone a long time ago and was not a new one at all.

Why was it turned out again at this time and then put together the matter with Qi Shaobao? Who is so imaginative?

There is definitely a demonic spirit that uses such means to incite people's hearts and oppose themselves and the retro faction!

Another guest hurried into the study, took a manuscript and said, "Prince! That person has published a new poem again, and it has spread all over the place. I dared to ask the prince to read it!"

Wang Shizhen opened the manuscript and saw that it said:

"It's not that you don't care about yourself in front of the jar, pretending to be crazy will inevitably become true.

I once whipped the horse because of drunkenness, for fear that the beauty would be exhausted.

The disasters of the southeast are evil, and the literary world is full of wind, rain, and dust.

How can the tragic songs and tears end up? The righteous men said to Emperor Qin one after another."

Wang Shiqi took a peek at him and was also shocked.

The disaster is the southeast, and the literary world is storm? Is this literary conference a sin?

The righteous men said about Emperor Qin one after another. This is a satirizing the situation of literati seeking favor with their fathers, and comparing the leader of the literary world to Emperor Qin?

The old leader of the Wang family covered his chest and closed his eyes for a moment. After calming down, he gritted his teeth and said:

"This is a traitor who is a rioter in the civil society and an enemy of the literary world!"

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