The Ming Dynasty's Spokesperson

At this time, the sun is setting in the sky and the nightlife is about to begin.

Professor Lin, his men, and their trophies dragged their long figures toward the temporary residence.

Professor Lin and the Zhang brothers walked at the front, reviewing today's work as they walked. This was a good habit.

Zhang Wen pointed out the problem and said: "Your biggest mistake today is that you forgot to recite the opening poem before the game started."

Lin Tailai was very upset, "There were too many people across from me today, so I didn't dare to be distracted at all, so I forgot to read."

Zhang Wu also quickly expressed his opinion: "In fact, the setting poem should be fixed and there is no need to change it every time.

This makes it easier for others to remember and is more conducive to fame, and a familiar setting poem can give others a sense of confidence.

Unless you lose the battle, consider changing to a setting poem. "

Lin Tailai glanced at Zhang Wu, "I'll give you a chance to say it again, except for the last sentence!"

Ma Xianglan followed behind, listening to the discussion of the three people in front.

She couldn't tell for a moment whether the opening poem before the fight belonged to the category of literature or martial arts?

Not far away, they arrived at the Chenghuang Temple. Lin Tailai chose this temporary address for no other reason than to feel safe.

The Chenghuang Temple is an official temple and is bundled with the Yamen. In terms of safety, it is much more reassuring than an inn.

Nowadays, most temples have guest houses, and it is not uncommon for outsiders to stay there.

After arriving at the place, Maggie went to wash up and make up first, which was very dedicated.

Lin Tailai sent his younger brother to buy wine and food. He won the first battle today and won a great victory. We should reward and celebrate together.

After that, Ma Xianglan, the defeated general, also took some wine and insisted on going into the house to drink.

Professor Lin was afraid that this woman might get into trouble easily when she was in a depressed state, so he went into the room and looked at her.

Ma Xianglan fell into a mood of self-pity and felt sorry for her brother Wang Zhideng's situation, and wanted to get herself drunk.

As a result, she found that Professor Lin got drunk faster. After two glasses of wine, Professor Lin seemed to be drunk on the bed covered with emerald green quilts.

Without much prelude, the wind suddenly started to blow on this spring night in early March.

The poem goes: The green trees carry the wind over the green waves.

Then it rained again, and the raindrops hit the flower beds.

The poem goes: The red flowers penetrate the heart in the rain.

In the middle, Professor Lin suddenly sobered up for a moment and said, "I really feel sorry for Senior Wang Zhideng by doing this."

As for what happened in the house on this rainy night, it is difficult to go into details about relatively private matters.

The poem goes: Why talk about the middle things again, connect the branches to the branches.

Anyway, Professor Lin didn't sleep much all night, clearing away all the pent-up energy caused by his failure in the literary world.

The poem goes: A phoenix and a luan cannot sleep, and the sound of roosters breaks the dawn of spring.

In the end, Professor Lin caught up on another morning's sleep and didn't wake up until noon.

The poem goes: My mind travels to the three thousand realms of Pengdao, and my dreams circle the twelve peaks of Wushan.

When it was three o'clock in the morning the next day, Lin Tailai was lying on the bed, as calm as water.

His mind was clear and his mind was filled with great wisdom and philosophy.

The mystery of the universe, the true meaning of life, the laws of heaven and earth, and the nature of time slowly flowed in his heart.

After realizing this for a long time, Professor Lin sighed to Ma Xianglan: "I am disrespecting Wang Zhideng, a veteran of our Suzhou literary circle, by staying in your room overnight."

Ma Xianglan: "."

It's not over yet, is it? Then I didn’t see you moving too slowly last night!

And if you really respect the old-timer, why do you deliberately mention his name more than once at this time?

Lin Tailai asked again: "It's just that I don't understand why you are willing to keep me drinking together."

After everything was done, Ma Xianglan looked into the mirror and replied with self-pity: "I want Brother Bo Gu to know that although we can't see each other, he and I are both the same poor people.

If he suffers humiliation, I am willing to accompany him to suffer the same humiliation, and I am willing to feel the pain of humiliation in his heart. "

Lin Tailai: "???"

What does it mean to be humiliated? If I hadn't made you tired last night, I would have let you know what it means to be truly humiliated!

Also, since you take this as humiliation, why are you still happy to give it away for free?

He really couldn't understand the self-destructive brain circuits of literary and artistic ladies, and he didn't want to understand.

The Zhang brothers were guarding the courtyard gate. When they saw Lin Tailai coming out, they quickly reported: "Nothing happened at the harbor this morning! I wonder how the battle is going in the courtyard?"

Lin Tailai replied enthusiastically: "Fortunately, I have lived up to my fate! After a night of persuasion from me, Ma Ji, the head of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, finally gave up the idea of ​​continuing to go south and will return to Nanjing today!"

The Zhang brothers said in disbelief: "You really want to leave?"

With a physique like Zuoguan, if Ma Ji can support herself and leave and hit the road today, she can be called a heroine.

Lin Tailai waved a page of manuscript paper and said proudly: "Look, this is the farewell poem she wrote to me, titled "Farewell to Professor Lin Tailai and Return to Jinling."

We have become friends now, and when we go to Nanjing in the future, we will become acquaintances! "

Zhang Wu replied: "I don't see what chance you have of going to Nanjing while sitting in the palace. Is it possible that you are willing to personally deliver taxes and grain to Nanjing?"

Lin Tailai shouted and asked: "Can't I go to Nanjing to take the provincial examination, or go to Nanjing Imperial College to study?"

Zhang Wen was silent for a moment and then said, "I have a few words, I don't know whether I should say them or not."

Lin Tailai, who was enjoying himself, immediately scolded: "Then shut up! Don't ruin your happiness!"

The haggard Ma Xianglan left with bruises all over her body and mind. I wonder if she will think of the Iron Fist and Golden Whip of Suzhou City when she returns to Nanjing City.

Professor Lin is very dedicated. After having some lunch, he went to the port for inspection regardless of fatigue.

After meeting Ma Xianglan for free, he suddenly looked forward to the job even more.

The ladies from the Qinhuai River are really more interesting than those from Suzhou City. No wonder the talented people in Suzhou all yearn for the Qinhuai River.

Another day passed. As the saying goes, spring is sleepy and autumn is tired. Professor Lin leaned on the recliner and took a nap.

At some unknown time, he was suddenly woken up by the Zhang brothers. He vaguely heard the Zhang brothers say: "The boat is about to get blocked by another group of flower boats!"

"How strong is the opponent?" Professor Lin opened his eyes and asked directly.

Erlang Zhang Wu quickly answered: "Very strong! It's Zhao Caiji! She is as famous as Ma Xianglan in Jinling, and ranks second only to Ma Xianglan among the Twelve Hairpins!"

Zhang Wen glanced at Zhang Wu and added unhurriedly: "This Zhao Caiji, nicknamed Jinyan, is an old lover of Zhang Youyu, a famous scholar in Suzhou. She also studied poetry with Zhang Youyu."

Zhang Wu was stunned for a moment. Perhaps what his eldest brother said was the key point. He was still a younger brother after all.

Professor Lin stood up and murmured: "The one the day before yesterday was first, and the one today is second. Do these ladies in Jinling Opera set out in order of ranking?"

Looking over, I saw a woman walking down from the dock deck. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, I could see that this person was extremely slender. No wonder she dared to take the nickname Jin Yan.

When he got closer, he saw that Zhao Caiji and Zhao Jinyan had bright eyes, white teeth, and provocative eyebrows. She was a few years younger than Ma Xianglan, and she had a more romantic air.

Lin Tailai stood directly in front of Zhao Caiji and said skillfully: "It turns out that it's Zhao Ji who has never known Zhao Jinyan in his life, and even walking all over Zhangtai in vain! I've admired you for a long time! I, Lin Tailai, am here to..."

"Preventing the slave family from going to Suzhou?" Zhao Caiji pointed out directly.

At this time, the seven or eight escort thugs brought from Nanjing City seemed to be more nervous than Zhao Caiji herself for some reason.

Lin Tailai replied: "I am staying here with just four words: I will make friends with my writing!"

Zhao Caiji gently tapped her pointed chin and asked curiously: "Wen Dou? What are the regulations?"

Lin Tailai's carefully prepared pretentious questions finally came in handy, and he quickly answered:

"I have the upper part of a poppy poem here. As long as you can connect the lower part within an hour, I will let you pass!

Listen carefully, my top priority is - a light sail hangs on the empty river, and I read all the paintings in the East Tower. The wet creek bay is covered with weeping willows, and the moon is blowing against the curtains, and the rain is sparse, and the evening wind is cold.

You have to pay attention, my palace seems ordinary, but in fact"

"No!" Zhao Caiji said simply and neatly, without any hesitation.

Professor Lin, who was excitedly preparing to interpret the test questions, suddenly choked.

Before you can show off your ingenuity in Shangqiu, you, Jin Yan, just say you can’t do it?

If you don't answer the questions, how can the examiner show your talent?

After coming back to his senses, Professor Lin asked angrily: "Didn't you learn poetry from Zhang Youyu?"

Zhao Caiji asked back: "Then can you let the slave family pass and go to find Master Zhang?"

Lin Tailai said firmly: "It's my duty, I can't!"

Zhao Caiji seemed to say casually: "Then I won't go to Suzhou City today. I also want to have a drink at the Chenghuang Temple tonight. Can we come together?"

Lin Tailai: "."

What do you mean by thinking too? Have you heard any scandal? Or is it that your second thought is different from your first thought?

The Zhang brothers exclaimed inwardly that Zhao Caiji came to Suzhou specially, and for the time being she should be the woman who belongs exclusively to Zhang Youyu!

Is it possible that Wang Zhideng, the leader of the local literary circle, who has just been married to Wang Zhideng, is about to marry another celebrity of the same level, Zhang Youyu?

Is this world so magical?

All the Four Golden Flowers in Suzhou City ignore the guests, but the first and second prizes of Jinling’s Twelve Hairpins are delivered to your door for free!

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