Although I was in a depressed mood that night, boating on the lake, the night was hazy, and the company of beauties made me happy. General Lin was a very open minded person. After drinking a few glasses of fine wine, tasting Xian'er's lips, and bickering with his master and sister, his mood calmed down, and he could no longer remember what he had experienced.
When I woke up early the next morning, the sky was already bright, and the golden sunlight shone in through the screen window of the boat, falling on the ground and making small golden holes, which was truly beautiful. **The husband and wife hugging each other, showered in the golden light, feeling warm all over their bodies, indescribably warm and comfortable.
"It's a brand new day!" Lin Wanrong yelled, smiling all over his face, stretched his waist, stretched his neck, and the quilt that covered his body fell off.
Qin Xian'er snuggled up in his arms with a groan, her long eyelashes trembling for a while, and she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, her pretty face was blushing hot, her snow-white arms stretched out, hugging his neck tightly, exhaling Ru Lan said: "Master, it's still early, let's sleep a little longer."
Lin Wanrong touched her pepper milk and said with a smile: "The plan of the day is in the morning, as soon as you touch the fairy, it will be called spring, don't sleep, don't sleep, go to the sun."
"I hate it—" Qin Xian'er blushed softly, but her brows were full of surprise: "Sir, are you alright?"
"Of course it's fine. What can I do!" Lin Wanrong laughed.
"Sir, you like your unafraid personality the most." Qin Xian'er said with a grin.
Lin Wanrong whispered in her ear: "Little darling, I'll take you to find Qiaoqiao, okay? The two of you sisters will serve your husband together at night."
"Necrosis—" Qin Xian'er blushed and dared not speak. She doesn't get along with other women, but she doesn't have any complaints about Qiaoqiao, maybe Qiaoqiao's gentle and lovely temperament suits her appetite.
Xian'er and her husband laughed for a while. Seeing that he was very energetic, he seemed to be a different person from last night's depression, and he felt relieved, obediently helping him to dress and take a bath.
Lin Wanrong glanced around at this magnificent painting boat, nodded and said: "Xian'er, your dowry is really generous. After a while, when I am free, I will buy some houses here in Jinling, and we will live in a few houses by ourselves." , the others are engaged in real estate, and the housing prices in Jinling will be raised, and we will make a lot of money by sitting on the ground.”
Qin Xian'er smiled and said, "Master, do you have so much money?"
This girl, dare to look down on me, hehe, Lin Wanrong laughed twice, touched her soft buttocks, and said: "Your husband and I have a lot of money, but now I keep it in Xiao's house. In a few days, I will start buying land and houses. Then I will marry more wives, have more children, and be a happy god.”
Qin Xian'er snorted, "How many wives do you want to marry? I won't let them in."
It is up to you whether to enter or not. The husband and wife laughed for a while, and went out of the cabin, but saw An Biru standing on the bow of the boat, holding a sword in his hand, waving in the wind, like a dragon like a dragon. The sword is fierce and shining like a wind.
Lin Wanrong clapped his hands and laughed, "It's so cheap, so cheap, my sister really practiced so cheaply."
An Biru retracted her sword and calmed down. Seeing the obscene smile on his face, he knew that he had no good intentions, and said with a smile: "I practice this sword, but I can't compare to my little brother. You are the real cheap, human cheap People love cheap, cluck—"
There was really nothing to talk to this sister, Qin Xian'er covered her lips and smiled lightly, and asked, "Master, didn't you say that there is something urgent to go back to Jinling? What are you going to do?"
Saying this, Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered that today is the opening day of the poetry competition, and he promised Luo Ning to attend, but he didn't know where the poetry competition would be held. The sponsorship has always been done by Qiaoqiao to help Luo Ning, he never intervened.
"I told you that you don't believe me." Lin Wanrong sighed and said, "Actually, I rushed back to Jinling to participate in the poetry competition."
"Puchi." Qin Xian'er and An Biru smiled coquettishly at the same time, Xian'er was fine, but An Biru couldn't help but said: "Poetry Competition? Little brother, do you still have such a sense of elegance? Isn't it my sister?" Look at you, can you write poetry?"
I was born wet, Lin Wanrong let out a hey, and said with a bitter face: "I know I can't, but someone forced me to come, I promised him, I can't lose my integrity, right, this is the foundation of my foothold."
"Sir, the person you promised is a woman. Otherwise, you wouldn't have rushed back with your life." Qin Xian'er pouted.
It's still Xian'er who understands me. As expected of the wonderful person who slept with me for a few days, Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "I'll tell you later. I'm going out right now, Xian'er, will you go with me?" ?”
Qin Xian'er bit her red lips lightly, and snorted: "You go to meet your friend, what am I going to do, don't you make your husband unhappy? I also have something to do today. You are out to have fun, just have fun, But don't bring that girl back home. Our Lin family has a high threshold, not every girl can come in."
Khan, as expected, there are like teachers and students, and the style is really the same. Lin Wanrong felt a little strange when Xian'er stopped pestering her. This girl offered not to follow her, which was obviously not her style. What is more important than her husband
Putting the painted boat on the shore, Lin Wanrong jumped off the boat and said goodbye to Xianer's master and apprentice. It wasn't until the two beauties were gone that he couldn't see the shadows, and he nodded secretly. When he came back this time, he would let Qiaoqiao buy a few villas in Jinling. There are not many rooms, one morning is enough, and they will be shared with his wife and son. , Barely enough.
On the third day of their wedding to Qiaoqiao, they left Jinling, and more than half a month passed without sending Qiaoqiao a letter. After the one came back yesterday, she was hit and slept all night with Xian'er in her arms. Thinking about it, she felt sorry for Qiaoqiao. Feeling guilty, he went straight to the restaurant.
I don’t know if I don’t see it, but I was startled when I saw it. I was walking on the street. There were many slogans and banners of the poetry competition posted on both sides, and the logo of “Food is Immortal” was attached to the bottom. everywhere.
The inns on both sides are full of talents from all over the world, not only the food and accommodation are full, but even the business along the Qinhuai River has doubled. People coming and going on the street are all talented people of all colors. Some have stayed for a few days, and some have just arrived from other places. From time to time, there are surprise sounds of old friends meeting each other, brothers and sisters. As for those who talk about it, they must talk about poems. For a while, the sound of poems can be heard everywhere in Jinling city.
This Jinling Poetry Contest has such a great charm? Talented scholars on both sides of the Yangtze River in the provinces of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and even the capital, anyone who knows two characters, unexpectedly came. The atmosphere was too warm.
He was puzzled for a while and then smiled, the more people come, the better. Lao Tzu's advertising campaign is not a joke, the second store in Jinling is about to open, in a few days, by coincidence, I will open a few branches in the capital, find Qingxuan, and solve Xian'er's business. Love Gu, to realize the family's dream of being reunited in the capital.
He walked forward triumphantly, but when he reached the restaurant, he didn't see Qiaoqiao at all, even Dong Qingshan and his father-in-law didn't know where to go. After asking a few guys in the store, I learned that due to the large number of people participating in this year's poetry competition, the number of things to prepare for sponsorship has also increased a lot. Since yesterday, by coincidence, they have all arranged for the poetry competition.
It turned out to be like this, Lin Wanrong let out a long breath in his heart. A poetry competition can attract so many people, these talents are coquettish enough.
Lin Wanrong was not very interested in this poetry event. If he hadn't thought about Luo Ning's sincerity, he wouldn't have bothered to take care of this matter. But now that I'm back, I have to go and see what happens. Whether I can write poetry is another matter. As the old saying goes, the most important thing is to participate!
He came downstairs, but he didn't know where he was going—where was the poetry competition held? For a long time, he only knew about this event, but he never knew where this literary event was held. Thinking about it, he was really ashamed.
Just as he was about to ask someone to ask, he suddenly heard the sound of a gong, and two groups of gentlemen came forward, each with more than fifty people, holding various plaques high, and lined up side by side, looking very spectacular. A yamen servant who walked in the front beat the gong and sang loudly: "A great event in the literary world, flowers will fall in Jinling. Jinling Poetry Contest, famous in the Great Hua Dynasty, Governor Luo of Jiangsu, Lord Yinhou of Jinling Mansion, welcome talents from all walks of life come."
This line of officials was dressed in fiery red official uniforms, and the team was long, which was very eye-catching. Lin Wanrong was secretly amused, isn't it just to hold a poetry competition, why does this old Luo spread it everywhere, lest others don't know, he is quite coquettish. There were hundreds of people in this gentleman, looking at the bright red team, he suddenly thought of Tao Wanying coming, why didn't he see her in such a lively scene? Could it be that he went on a date with Mr. Hou
"Hey, buddy—" Lin Wanrong grabbed a servant who passed by. The little blue shirt looked friendly, and the servant world has always been the source and source of gossip, so he chose such a talent: " Little brother Lin San, I would like to ask—"
"Cut—" The family member gave him a disdainful look, and said with contempt: "With your appearance, you still want to pretend to be Lin Sange, the idol of our Jinling family members, and you don't take pictures of yourself in the Xiao family last month. I met the third brother, and even drank with him, he was born with a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance, how can you, a kid, be able to imitate—”
"Oh, that's right, the third brother is so heroic, tall and handsome, I can't fake it. The younger brother said the wrong thing. My name is Sanlin. I would like to ask this old man, what is the origin of this poem, and why? It's so lively!" Lin Wanrong said modestly.
The servant nodded in satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You came to Jinling just now, right?"
"That's right, that's right, my brother really sees like a torch." Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up.
"Naturally, I've had a drink with my third brother." Ding Gungun proudly said, "Our Jinling has been blessed with abundant resources and outstanding people since ancient times. The most beautiful and talented girl in Jinling, Ms. Luo, and our third brother Lin are among them." Two wonderful flowers."
Lin Wanrong hastily cut him off and said, "Brother, please focus on the poetry competition. How come there are so many talented people participating?"
"What a fuss!" The servant glanced at him and said, "Miss Luo Ning is not only the number one talented woman in Jinling, but also the number one beauty in Jinling. Son-in-law, all the talents in the world are rushing here like crazy!"
"You mean, Ms. Luo might use this poetry contest to choose her husband?" Lin Wanrong asked, he had heard the news before he left, and he was not sure yet.
"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty. Even the notice has been issued, and everyone in Jinling City knows about it." Jia Ding said.
Are the notices out? Sai Shi chooses a son-in-law? Damn, this is a difficult job. I can't do it, Luo Ning's girl has high eyesight, and Lao Luo came up with such a bad idea. The father and daughter are more perverted than the other.
"What did the notice say?" Remembering the scene of seeing off on the top of Luo Ning Mountain before joining the army, his heart became hot again, and he asked hastily.
"The notice says that Miss Luo is in her twenties, she loves poetry, and admires scholars all over the world. I would like to take this opportunity of the Jinling Poetry Contest to choose a good match for Miss Luo. As long as they are of the same age and think they are talented and knowledgeable, they are all You can sign up to participate. That's why there are so many talented people from all over the world—hey, you kid will also come to participate in the poetry competition!" said the servant.
"Where is there, my little brother can't even read a few words, isn't it a shame to participate in this poetry competition?" Lin Wanrong said hastily.
"That's true. This poetry competition will receive talents from all over the world. If you want to sign up, you will definitely make people laugh. Is it so easy for you to take the exam when you are Miss Luo's husband? Miss Luo offered There are three conditions, first, she must be talented, and second, she must like it. With these two points, she must take a personal test. Only if she gets the answer, can she become a pair. Can you do it, you?" The servant said disdainfully.
What's wrong with being a man? Lin Wanrong laughed twice, patted the servant on the shoulder and said, "Thank you bro, I'll ask Third Brother to treat you to a drink some other day."
After inquiring about these things clearly, although Lin Wanrong had doubts in his heart, he was not so blind. After walking a few steps forward, he saw a sign with a large line of words - "Reception of Poetry Contest". Several people who looked like masters were sitting upright. Seeing him coming, they hurriedly got up and said, "Please give me the number and name badge, my lord!"
Number and name badge? What number? Lin Wanrong was puzzled, and the master explained: "Oh, it's the number that was sent to you when you passed the initial test, please show it."
First try? Damn, when the hell did I have the first test, that chick Luo Ning didn't talk about it. Seeing that he couldn't get the number, the master's face changed: "It's another one who wants to get away with it, go away, I don't have time to serve you—"
Damn, you eat and drink from me, and you still have such a bad attitude, I will fire you. He was about to have a fit, but a person next to him grabbed him furtively and said, "Brother, do you want a number, do you want a number? Ten taels of silver each, the lowest price in the city, fair price, no deception."
Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, this is the legendary scalpers, no matter how difficult you are, they can get the tickets. Seeing him hesitating, the man said, "Brother, I spent money to hire a scholar to line up, and each of them wrote a few poems to pass the test. I also need to open up various relationships, and I have to give benefits every year and festival." , the price is very fair. Hundreds of talents come to the city every day, and not everyone can pass. This number is very tight. Hurry up, the poetry competition will start soon. If you wait a little later at night , then Miss Luo can be put into someone else's arms."
The last sentence is too fucking crucial, Lin Wanrong is a big scalper himself, gritted his teeth and said: "Three taels of silver, don't let it go!"
The man reluctantly said: "Okay, if you are so straightforward, then you will pay for three taels." Lin Wanrong took the order, but it was in the form of an invitation card. The most conspicuous symbol on it was the logo of the immortal food, which did not seem like a risk.
Hehe, not bad, the printing is very beautiful, Lin Wanrong took out the silver and walked forward, but was stopped by another person, and said furtively: "Brother, do you want a number, do you want it, the lowest price in the city, one tael of silver each, Eight coins can also be—”
Damn it, Lin Wanrong roared and turned to look for that person, but there was no sign of him.
Unfavorable start today, he was brutally slaughtered before entering the arena, Lin Wanrong was upset, and walked towards the reception with a gloomy face.
Those two masters, as if they had never seen him before, took the number slip in his hand, glanced at it, and said with a charming smile: "The number slip is correct, please give me a name thorn, sir, and I will log in for you!"
Famous ass, Lin Wanrong took out a pencil and wrote two words, saying: "This is my name, a local."
"Sanlin? Oh, it turned out to be the third son, who has long admired his name. This is your poetry competition number, which corresponds to your name one by one. Please keep it." Your mother, this can also be admired for a long time, Lin Wanrong Putting the number in his arms, he rushed in without even looking at it.
"Wait, wait—" the master hurriedly stopped him, and said with a smile: "Third Young Master, according to the rules of this meeting, please do me a favor—"
"Convenience? What convenience?" Lin Wanrong asked puzzled.
"Hey—" Master pointed behind him, Lin Wanrong looked back, and saw a big sign standing there: "Finalists, please pay five liang for tea in advance."
Damn, stealing money, Lin Wanrong was taken aback, turned around and said, "What's the meaning of this? Isn't the poetry competition sponsored by Shiweixian? Why do you want to collect money again? Is there any law?"
The master sneered and said: "We don't know if the sponsorship is or not, but this is a rule set by the relevant people of the conference. If you want to participate in this poetry competition, you must not violate it. We are only responsible for the cashier. For other matters, you can consult the relevant people. .”
Speechless, this chick Luo Ning is also good at grabbing money, hehe, you squeezed eight taels of silver from me today, and I will make you repay it countless times in the future.
"Take it, you don't need to look for it anymore." Lin Wanrong flicked his wrist, and a piece of silver shining with snow fell into the master's hand, and he walked forward gracefully.
The two masters looked at the silver in their hands and looked at each other, you only have five taels for this ingot, what a fart.