At night, the waves rolled and poured into the east.

Releasing the spiritual consciousness, the peaks and mountains in the distance are gathered, and the rivers and mountains of the Great Yan Dynasty are rising and falling one after another, and I don’t know how many stories are hidden in it.

"Yunsheng, do you know... Abi and I lived in the deep mountains since we were young. At that time, we had not transformed into shape. We were trembling every day, and we were always afraid of being eaten by other beasts. Later, we encountered the opportunity to practice, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and had spiritual consciousness... and turned into human form and went down the mountain. During this period, we went through hundreds of years. Later, our sisters were trapped near a school during the day, eavesdropping on the old master's teaching and literacy. There are also the stories of talented men and beautiful women passed down by the people. Abi and I have read it, and even fantasized that our future husband would be like that...

Later I learned that the stories of talented men and beautiful women were made up by people and were not true at all. In reality, most banshees who fall in love with humans have no good endings. They are either taken away by monks or abandoned by their husbands after learning the truth. So, I am afraid... I will have such a result." Bai Susu's voice was very light, as if she was telling other people's stories.

However, hearing her at the end, Chang Jin's heart was heavy.

Bai Susu has a deep realm, but in terms of secular human feelings, she is also a little woman. How much trust is this to hand over her hands to her hands at this moment.

This made Chang Jin feel a little pity in his heart, and he held her hand tightly for a long time and refused to let go: "Su Su, hold your hand and grow old with you. This mountain is proof and this water is a matchmaker. I, Chang Yunsheng, will definitely not disappoint you."

In Chang Jin's memory, I don't know how many love poems there are. He even thought about what to say when he met a woman he liked. But in front of Bai Susu, all the sweet words seemed to be overshadowed. In the end, his answer was very simple and plain, without any gorgeous words.

Bai Susu smiled lightly, nodded, and stopped talking. He held his hand and grew old with him, and everything was indifferent.

It was unknown how long it took before they remembered that they would return to Huyang Mansion.

When the Yin Spirit of Changjin returned to the orifice, the time had passed.

Having no sleep tonight, he simply picked up his pen and changed Li Shangyin's poem "Unt title":

Tonight, the stars are windy tonight, and the stones are lit by the Dushui River. The body has no colorful phoenix flying wings, and the heart is in harmony.

The slight changes are more in line with his mood at this time.

After writing, Chang Jin chanted it lightly, put down his brush, and practiced the "Twelve-Level Tower Visualization Sutra". Now practicing, Chang Jin is not to break through the shackles, but to calm down his mind.

He entered the third turn of the Ghost Immortal in just over a year, and this cultivation speed can almost be said to be unprecedented, so Chang Jin is not in a hurry to improve his realm. What's more, he has found a way to make a breakthrough now, but it only takes time.

After half an hour of breathing, Chang Jin began to deliberately put his spiritual consciousness into the Nirvana Palace to lead the magic pen. At first, he didn't feel that after about a stick of incense, he suddenly felt a strange thing about the magic pen.

There seems to be a huge aura that can be vaguely sensed, but only uses spiritual consciousness to explore it carefully, but cannot perceive it.

After all, it is because of the low level.

From a very early days, Chang Jin was guessing the origin of this magic pen. Perhaps it was a treasure left by a powerful immortal god in ancient times. Unfortunately, he searched all the books around him and found no similar records. Chang Jin even pointed at Huangfu Yuanwai indirectly and did not get an answer.

However, Chang Jin was not discouraged. He believed that as his realm improves, things will always be understood.

Until dawn, Chang Jin finished the test. He got up and practiced swordsmanship in the yard, and cleaned up Yu Jing and went out. Wang Qinian and Ding Yue did not return last night, so he could only go to have breakfast alone.

The breakfast was simple, Chang Jin ordered a plate of big buns and rice porridge and pickles, so he could eat it.

After dinner, there was nothing wrong, so Chang Jin simply returned to the inn. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the door, the waiter came up to greet him: "Mr. Chang, Mr. Chang, someone is looking for you in the backyard and said he was going to attend a literary meeting."

The waiter's attitude towards Chang Jin was obviously much more enthusiastic than the day before yesterday, and it was almost flattering. The reason was very simple. Ding Yue told the waiter that Chang Jin was admitted to the Wanshan Mansion and had a famous poem.

"Oh, thank you for your advice." Chang Jingong bowed and hurriedly walked into the yard.

A servant wearing silk clothes was sitting at the stone table in the backyard. When he saw Chang Jin, he immediately stood up to present the invitation and said respectfully: "But Mr. Chang from Wanshan Mansion? My master is Mr. Tang Zhengming, Tang Zhengming. Today I invite you to your home to appreciate the lotus. Mr. Wang and Mr. Ding are here."

"Oh," Chang Jin reached out to take the invitation. The above text wrote several large passages. The content was nothing more than long-term reverence. It happened that last night, the rain was raining, and the lotus flowers were in full bloom. I specially invited Chang Jin to attend the literary meeting... What a brief summary of the friendship between landlords.

After reading the invitation, Chang Jin smiled slightly. He always kept a distance from this kind of literary knowledge and always thought that he had different ambitions and was not in line with the same path. However, now Chang Jin has changed a lot in his heart and let everything go. Since he has the ambition of a Confucian scholar, he naturally cannot continue to do it alone and needs to find some like-minded people.

Among the Confucian scholars, there are many empty talks, but some are actually talents, so it is better to get to know each other.

But I am afraid that there will be no good banquet today and no good meeting.

Now that Taoism is revealed, Confucian power is gradually beginning to decline. The ordinary people feel that this situation is not obvious, but Confucian students can see it clearly, after all, it is related to their own interests.

Therefore, every time we hold a literary meeting, everyone would talk freely, complain about the government and the Taoist court, and even more, they would curse after getting drunk.

This kind of writing program is relatively small, and most of them are gathering together with friends and friends and speaking freely.

There is also a kind of literary club, which is held by famous local families. It mainly makes friends through poetry and prose, thereby increasing the reputation of the family and attracting some talented people.

When Chang Jin first entered Huyang Prefecture, he heard from people that the Tang family was a famous family in Huyang Prefecture. The Tang family accounted for 20% of the shops and money houses in the city. The Tang family also bought a lot of industries in Yingzhou capital, so the Tang family is known as the Tang Bancheng in Huyang Prefecture.

Tang Xuan and Tang Zhengming are the eldest son of the Tang family and are very likely to become the head of the Tang family in the future.

I don’t know how many scholars want to take the opportunity to stand up for the literary meetings for such people. Therefore, it has become a natural thing to step on others.

Especially Chang Jin, who made a fortune with a few poems, made many scholars secretly jealous. The greater the reputation, the more likely it was to be trampled. Just think about it and know the truth. If you step on an unknown person to the throne, even if you succeed, it will not cause too much news. If you step on a famous person to the throne, then you will succeed in the world in one fell swoop.

Such a huge reward, how can it not be attracted to it?

In addition, trampling on locals may lead to revenge on the other party afterwards. Chang Jin is a foreigner, so he doesn’t have to worry about revenge if he offended him, and his safety factor is high.

So even though Chang Jin had not set out yet, he could sense how many people would provoke him later.

But he wasn't worried. He wanted to step on himself, so he needed a good tooth.

Seeing that Chang Jin was silent for a long time, the servant next to him couldn't help but say, "Mr. Chang, my son specifically told me before the villain came that he must invite Mr. Chang. If Mr. Chang has other instructions, the villain will report to my master."

"Other instructions... haha, no need. Go back and report to Mr. Tang, and say that Chang Jin will go to the meeting on time in the afternoon." Chang Jin understood the unfinished meaning of the servant's words, and clearly said that as long as he went to the literary meeting, he did not have to appear in front of everyone.

From this point of view, Tang Zhengming was very particular about doing things. However, Chang Jin didn’t need it. Without three tricks, how could he dare to go to Liangshan?

This servant is Tang Zhengming's right-hand man, and he has always seen the world when welcoming and seeing him off. At this moment, he saw Chang Jin's speech with a strong and powerful eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and his spirit was radiant but not obvious. He was secretly surprised.

He only saw such a demeanor in his own son, and never thought that the scholar in front of him would be like this.

The servant thought to himself and replied slowly: "Okay, I'll go back and report to my young master. Mr. Chang, there will be a carriage to pick you up in the afternoon."

After saying that, the servant bowed and said he back again.

Chang Jin sent the servant away and picked up the invitation again to take a closer look. Tang Zheng knew that he had come to Huyang Mansion, so Ding Yue must have revealed it intentionally or unintentionally.

However, when this person learned about it, he immediately sent someone to invite him. This is not simple.

When I say that I appreciate lotus, I understand it as an excuse.

He was a little confused. What did Tang Zhengming mean to ask him for advice? Could it be that he really wanted him to write a few poems to give the Tang family a reputation.

If this is the case, the servant's previous explanation will not make sense.

Do you like his identity as a practitioner? This is even more impossible. No one can know about his practice of the practitioner except those close to him.

After thinking for a long time, Chang Jin didn't think of it so Ranran, so he had to give up.

Anyway, when you go to the Tang family in the afternoon, you will know everything.

The lotus appreciation time is set in the afternoon, and there are some considerations. The Tang family must be preparing to hold a dinner, and guests can stay overnight.

But Chang Jin was guessing here that the servant rushed back to the Tang Mansion in a carriage, and then walked straight into the Tang Family Villa.

The Tang family is strong, and this other courtyard is built in a magnificent manner. The yard is nearly 200 acres in size. There is a lake dug in the middle, a wooden corridor on the lake surface, lotus flowers are planted in the water, and an island of half an acre of land is artificially built in the center of the lake.

Tang Xuan and Tang Zhengming were sitting in the pavilion of the small island in the lake center playing chess. The one who played with him was a young Taoist.

The game has reached the end of the game. Tang Zheng is obviously at a disadvantage, but he still does not give up. Instead, he frowned and stares at the chessboard.

After a long time, I will lose another son again.

The Taoist opposite has the advantage and makes a move very quickly.

Tang Xuan stared at the chessboard for a long time before sighing, "Master, Zheng Ming lost this game," he said, "After that he was very proud of his chess piece in his hand.

"Haha, I'm just a lucky person." The young Taoist replied with a smile. In fact, Tang Xuan had already shown signs of defeat in half of the game of chess. The young Taoist should have given in secret, but in the end he only won two or three sons, so that he would not hurt the harmony.

But he did not do this, but instead made a ruthless move, forced himself without leaving any backup plan.

Doing this is to see Tang Xuan's nature from it. This person is the person chosen by the master. If he is timid in encountering things and gives up easily, then it is not worthy of support.
Chapter completed!