Chapter 257: Verse

Although the mood was gloomy that night, on the boating lake, the night was hazy and the beauty was accompanied, but it also made people happy. General Lin was a man who wanted to be very open. He drank a few glasses of wine, tasted fairy's little lips, and quarreled with the master sister. His mood calmed down, and he never remembered what happened.
The next morning, I opened my eyes and woke up. The sky was bright, and the golden sunlight came in through the screens of the paintings, and they fell on the ground to make golden holes, which are beautiful. The couple embracing each other on the bed, showered in golden light, were warm and indescribably warm and comfortable.
"A brand new day!" Lin Wanrong yelled, smiling, stretched his waist, stretched and stretched his neck, and the blanket covering his body slipped down.
The Qin Xianer holding Ning Ning in his arms, a long eyelashes shaking, slowly opened his eyes, his cheeky face with a hot red halo, white arms stretched out, holding his neck tightly, exhaling Ru Lan said: "Xiangong, the hour is still early, sleep again."
Lin Wanrong touched her peppermilk and laughed, "The plan of the day lies in the morning, and when you touch the fairy, it's called spring. You don't sleep, you don't sleep, just go to the sun."
"Hate--" Qin Xian'er blushed and shouted, but his eyebrows were full of surprises: "Sangong, are you all right?"
"Of course it's okay. What can I do!" Lin Wanrong laughed.
"Xiangong, you like your temperament that is not afraid of anything." Qin Xianer grinned.
Lin Wanrong said in her ear: "Little obedient, I'll take you to find a coincidence, OK, your sisters will serve her husband together at night."
"Necrotic--" Qin Xianer was red-faced and scared to speak. She didn't get along with other women, but she had no complaints about Qiao Qiao, perhaps Qiao Qiao's gentle and lovely nature, to her appetite.
Fairy laughed with her husband. Seeing him in a very good spirit, it seemed like a change of person last night's funeral, and he put down his heart, and served him well in clothes and baths.
Lin Wanrong glanced around this magnificent painting and nodded, "Xianer, you dowry is really rich. After a few days, I'll take a rest and buy some houses in Jinling. Let's live in a few houses. The others will engage in real estate and stir up the house prices in Jinling. Let's make a lot of money by sitting on the ground. "
Qin Xianer laughed: "Sangong, do you have so much money?"
This girl, dare to look down on me, hey, Lin Wanrong smiled twice, and touched her tender buttocks hard, and said, "Your husband and I have more silver, but now I live in Xiao's house. A few days I started to buy land and a house. Then I married a few more wives, gave birth to more dolls, and became a happy fairy. "
Qin Xianer hummed, "How many wives do you want to marry? I won't let them in."
If you can't get in, you can't help it. The couple teased for a while and got out of the cabin, but saw An Biru standing on the bow, holding a sword in his hand, waving like a dragon. The sword is sharp and shining.
Lin Wanrong clapped her hands and laughed, "It's so cheap, so cheap, my sister really trained well."
An Biru kept his sword quiet. Seeing the obscene smile on his face, he knew that he had no good intentions, and laughed: "I can't practice this sword as cheap as my little brother's. You are really good and cheap. Love is cheap, giggle— "
There was really nothing to say to this sister. Qin Xianer covered her lips and smiled slightly, and asked, "Sangong, didn't you say there was a rush to get back to Jinling? What are you going to do?"
In this way, Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered that today is the day when the poetry festival opened, and he promised Luo Ning to go, but he did not know where the poetry festival was held. The sponsorship has always been cleverly done to help Luo Ning, and he has never intervened.
"You said you didn't believe me," Lin Wanrong sighed. "Actually, I rushed back to Jinling to attend the poetry fair."
"Well." Qin Xianer and An Biru laughed at the same time, Xian Er was okay, then An Biru could not help but said: "Sai poetry? Little brother, you still have this kind of Ya Xing? Not sister Look at you, do you write poetry? "
Lao Tzu was born to be lascivious, Lin Wanrong hesitated and said bitterly, "I know it won't, but someone forced me to come and promised others that I can't lose my integrity. This is the foundation of my foothold."
"Xiangong, the man you promised is a woman. Otherwise, you won't fight back for your life." Qin Xianer grumbled.
It ’s still Xianer who knows me. It ’s a wonderful person who slept with me for a few days. Lin Wanrong yelled,
This, I ’ll tell you later. Right now I ’m going out, Xianer, will you go with me? ? "
Qin Xianer nibbled red lips and hummed, "You will be good friends. What am I going to do, aren't you upset with the husband? I have something to do today. You can just have fun outside, just play. But Mo took the woman home. The threshold of our Lin family is high, and not all women can come in. "
Sweat, it really has its teacher and its apprentice. The style is really the same. Xianer no longer entangled herself, Lin Wanrong felt a little strange. This girl offered to not follow, obviously it was not her style. In the end, there is nothing more important than her husband.
When the painting was cast ashore, Lin Wanrong jumped out of the boat to be separated from the apprentices of Xianer. It wasn't until the two beauties could not see the shadows that he nodded secretly. This time back, let Qiaoqiao buy a few villas in Jinling. Don't have too many rooms. One morning is enough to share with his wife and son. It's barely enough.
On the third day of marriage with Qiaoqiao, he left Jinling, and after more than half a month passed, he did not give Qiaoqiao a letter. After coming back yesterday, I suffered a blow and hugged Xianer for a night. Thinking about it, I was really sorry for Qiaoqiao Nini. Feeling guilty, he headed for the restaurant.
I do n’t know. I was shocked when I walked on the street. On both sides were posted many slogan banners of the Symposium. The signs were also emblazoned with "Food for Immortals" below. As expected, he announced no Everywhere.
The inns on both sides are full of talents from all over the place. Not only are the restaurants and accommodations full, I heard that even the business along the Qinhuai River has doubled. There are all kinds of talents on the street. Some people have lived for a few days, and some have just arrived from outside the country, and from time to time they sound the astonishment of old friends, brother and brother Xianxian. Those who care about it also have to talk about verses. There is a sound of poems everywhere in Jinling City.
Is this Jinling verse poetry so attractive? The talents on the banks of the Yangtze River in several provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and even in Beijing, have come to know anyone who knows the two words. The atmosphere was really overwhelming.
He wondered for a while and smiled, the more people came, the better. Lao Tzu's announcement offensive is not a joke. Jinling's second store is about to open soon. After a few days and coincidence, go to Beijing to open a few semicolons, find Qingxuan, and solve the fairy. Love, realize the dream of family reunion in Beijing.
Going proudly, when I reached the restaurant, I never saw the shadow of Qiaoqiao. Even Dong Qingshan and his father-in-law didn't know where to go. After asking a few guys in the shop, I learned that due to the large number of people participating in this year's poetry conference, the number of things to prepare for sponsorship has also increased a lot. Since yesterday, they happened to arrange at the poetry conference.
It turned out to be this way, Lin Wanrong sighed long in his heart. Such a talent would attract enough people to attract a lot of people in such a poem society.
Lin Wanrong showed little interest in this poetry event. If it was not for Luo Ning's sincerity, he would not bother to care about it. But now that I'm back, I have to go and see if I can write poetry is another matter. The old saying is good, the focus is on participation!
He came downstairs, but he didn't know where to go-where was the verse meeting held? For a long time, he just knew that there was such a thing, but he never knew where this literary event was held. It was really ashamed to think about it.
I was about to hold a personal question, and suddenly I heard a gong ringing. There were two teams of public men in front, each with more than 50 people. They held various plaques and stood side by side. They looked very spectacular. One of the leading gongs in the forefront struck and sang loudly: "The grand event in the literary world, the flower of Jinling. The Jinling Poetry Festival, full of reputation in the Dahua Dynasty, Jiangsu Governor Luo, and Jinling House Yinhou, welcome all talent Come. "
The men in this line were wearing fiery uniforms, and the team was long, looking very eye-catching. Lin Wanrong was amused in his heart secretly, wasn't it just a poetry match? How did this old Luo publicize everywhere, lest others don't know, he's enough to show off. There were hundreds of people in this public. Looking at the bright red team, he suddenly remembered that Tao Wanying, why did he not see her come here? It's not going to date with the son-in-law.
"Hey, man--" Lin Wanrong took a family member passing by, and the blue shirt looked kind. The family circle was always the source and source of gossip, so he chose this talent: "Little brother Lin San, would like to ask--"
"Cut-" The Ding gave him a dismissive look, and despised: "You look like this, but also want to impersonate our third brother Lin, the idol of the Jinling family, and don't urinate and take pictures. Lao Tzu was in Xiao last month. I saw my third brother at home, and I drank with him. He was born with a lot of looks and manners. How can you kid imitate— "
"Oh, yes, my brother is so tall, and Yushu is in the wind, what can I fake? My brother said the other way around. My name is Sanlin. I would like to ask this man, what is this poem? So lively! "Lin Wanrong said modestly.
The Ding nodded with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder. "Did you come to Jinling just now?"
"Exactly, exactly, dude really looks like a torch and sees through." Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up.
"That was natural. I drank with my third brother." Jia Ding said proudly: "We Jinling, Wuhua Tianbao since ancient times, outstanding people and spirits, this Jinling's first beauty and first lady Miss Luo and our third brother Lin are among them Two exotic flowers. "
Lin Wanrong hurriedly cut him off: "Brother, please tell me something about this poetry club. Why are there so many talents to participate?"
"It's a fuss!" Jia Ding glanced at him and said, "Miss Luo Ning is not only the first talented woman of Jinling, but also the first beauty of Jinling. She is also the governor of Jiangsu's Governor Luo, who is rich and rich and born like flowers. She wants to choose Alas, the talents all over the world are not rushing in like a rush! "
"Do you mean, Miss Luo may have to choose from this poem?" Lin Wanrong asked. He had heard the news before leaving, and was not sure at that time.
"It's not possible, it's certain, even the notice is out, no one in Jinling City knows it." Jiading said.
Are the notices out? Selected poems? I , this is difficult work. Lao Tzu couldn't do it, Luo Ning's girl's vision was already high, and Lao Luo still had such a puppet idea. The father and daughter pervert each other.
"What does the notice say?" Thinking of the scene sent by Luo Ning from the top of the army before he joined the army, his heart warmed up again and asked urgently.
"The notice said that Miss Luo was just two decades old, loved poetry, and was quite admired by the world ’s bachelors. I would like to take this opportunity of the Jinling Poetry Association to choose a good match for Miss Luo. As long as she is of the same age, she considers herself a scholar. You can sign up to participate. So there will be a swarm of talents from around the world-alas, your kid won't come to participate in the poetry fair too! "Jiading said.
"Where and where, my brother can't even recognize a few words, isn't it shameful to participate in this poem fair?" Lin Wanrong hurriedly said.
"That's true too. All the talents in this poem reception are talented from all over the place. If you are going to sign up, you can make people laugh at the big teeth. Is it so easy for you to be a husband of Miss Luo? There are three conditions, one is to be talented, the other is to see her favorably, and to have both of these points, and she has to take the exam for herself. If you answer the question, you can be paired with her. Can you, you? "Jiading disdainfully said.
What's wrong with being a man? Lin Wanrong laughed twice and patted the family's shoulders and said, "Thank you guys, let the third brother invite you to drink someday."
After inquiring about these things, although Lin Wanrong had doubts in his heart, he was not so blind-headed. He took a few steps forward and saw a sign that read a line of characters— "The Reception Office of the Poetry Club". Several master-like people were sitting critically, and when they saw him coming up, they hurried up and said, "Please give me a number and a famous thorn!"
Number and name thorn? what number? Lin Wanrong was puzzled, and the master explained: "Oh, that's the number you sent to you when you passed the first test. Please show me."
First try? I , when did I have the first test, Luo Ning's little girl didn't talk about it. When he saw that he couldn't get the number, the master's face changed: "It's another one who wants to get confused. Go away and walk away. Uncle has no time to wait for you--"
I , you eat Lao Tzu and drink Lao Tzu, the attitude is so bad, I fired you. He was about to have an attack, but there was a man next to him sneakingly holding him and saying, "Brother, do you want a number? Do you want a number? Twelve silvers, the lowest price in the city, the price is fair, and there is no bullying."
Lin Wanrong won a moment, and immediately understood that this is the legendary ox party, no matter how difficult your ticket, they can get it. The man hesitated when he saw him, and said, "Xiaotai, I paid a lot for Xiangxiu to line up. Each person made a few poems to pass the customs. They also had to open up all the relationships, and they had to give benefits every New Year. This price is very fair. There are hundreds of talents entering the city every day, not everyone can pass, this number can be very tight, you hurry up, the verse will start soon, if you will be in the evening again "Ms. Nalo would be in the arms of others."
The last sentence is so critical, Lin Wanrong is a big ox in his own right, and bites his teeth: "Three or two silver, don't pull it down!"
The man reluctantly said, "Okay, if you are so refreshing, then you will be two or three." Lin Wanrong took the number one, but it was an invitation style. The most prominent sign on it was the sign of food as a fairy, not like it seemed to take a risk.
Hey, yes, the printing is very beautiful, Lin Wanrong took the silver and walked forward, but was held by one person, and said, "Xiaotai, do you want a number, do you want, the lowest price in the city, one or two silver, Eight bucks are okay— "
I ah, Lin Wanrong yelled and turned to look for that person.
It was not good to start today, and he was severely slaughtered before he entered the field. Lin Wanrong was upset and went to the reception with a somber face.
Or the two masters, as if he had not seen him at all, took the number sheet in his hand, glanced at it, and smiled: "The order number is correct, please give me a name thorn, I will wait for you to log in!"
Lin Wanrong took out his pencil and wrote two words, saying, "This is my name, the native."
"Sanlin? Oh, it was the third son, Jiu Yang's big name. This is your poem number. It corresponds to your name one by one. Please put it away." Your mother, this can also be Yang Yang, Lin Wanrong. Putting the number in his arms, without looking at it, he went straight in.
"Slow, slow—" The master stopped him in a hurry, and smiled: "Three sons ~ EbookFREE.me ~ According to the rules of this conference, please take your time-"
"Convenient? What's convenient?" Lin Wanrong puzzled.
"呶 " Master pointed at him behind, Lin Wanrong looked back and saw a big sign there: "Finalists please pay for tea or two in advance."
, Grabbing money, Lin Wanrong was startled and turned around: "What does this mean? Doesn't the Poetry have food for the immortal sponsors? How can I collect money again? Is there any king law?"
Master sneered, "We do n’t know if you do n’t sponsor or do n’t sponsor, but this is a rule set by the relevant people in the conference. If you want to participate in this poem, it ’s against the rules. . "
Speechless, Luo Ning is also a good hand to catch money, hey, you squeezed my eight or two silver today, I will let you pay back many times in the future.
"Take it, you don't need to find it." Lin Wanrong shook his wrist, and a piece of snow-laden silver fell on Master's hand, and he moved forward chicly.
The two masters looked at the silver in their hands and looked at each other. You could get two or two and find a fart.