Great Blue Night Watchman

Zhang Ju was sitting in his study, looking out the window at the Liuting Lake, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared behind him: That kid is here.

Huh? Zhang Juzheng turned around suddenly.

Shadow smiled and said: He seems to know that he did something wrong and is taking the time to make up for it...

How to make up for it?

How else can I make up for it? Just give gifts to people when you see them... The gatekeeper, Old Deng, took him ten jars of Baiyunbian, and Lao Li also accepted his ten jars. Today is the first day that Lao Li has been transferred here. Look at this The ones I missed...even the girl Xiaoxing got more than a dozen bottles of perfume. A bunch of girls were there to share the spoils, and they were all crazy with joy. Oh, Miss Yiyu was chatting with him...

Yiyu raised his mouth eight feet high yesterday. Now you don't want to deal with him?

At first it seemed that she was planning to clean up, but this guy gave her a bottle of perfume, and the girl was bribed, and her smile turned into a flower. It seems that the crisis has been resolved, and the weather has cleared up after the rain...

This loser... Zhang Juzheng slapped his thigh hard.

Zhang Haoran finally came out.

He came out with his new wife.

As soon as he came out, he heard that Lin Su was coming. He ran away immediately, and the poor new wife had forgotten...

You're finally here! Zhang Haoran punched Lin Su's shoulder as soon as they met.

The new wife in the back was stunned. Is this still her gentle husband?

Happy wedding! Lin Su sent a conventional blessing.

Zhang Haoran smiled: If you want me to be happy, you should give me a gift...

The bride in the back stumbled and almost fell down, stroking her forehead to avoid it. What kind of marriage did I get? I just ask for gifts when I meet people. I am too embarrassed to meet people...

Damn, you are really not pretentious... Lin Su raised his hand and threw a bag to him: There are wine, toys, new perfumes, and some soaps. That's all I brought. How about you? Don't swallow it all alone, give a few bottles to Qiu Mochi and the others, especially Li Yangxin, this guy spends all day in brothels, how can you let people get along without some perfume?

Zhang Haoran was so happy that he waved to the back: Madam, come here, I will introduce you... Hey, why are you holding your forehead? Do you have a headache?

Du Yanran took her hand off her forehead and walked over bravely: I've seen the young master!

Mrs. Sister-in-law! Lin Su returned the gesture.

Madam, this is Master Lin Sulin, the number one scholar in this year's competition!

Du Yanran was suddenly startled, the champion?

The coal, porcelain, white cloud edge, and Spring Tears perfume that you regard as sacred objects were all made by him...

ah? Du Yanran's mouth opened slightly, and she was very shocked. Coal, porcelain, and Spring Tears perfume were the key reasons that attracted her to marry her. She would never have imagined that these artifacts were not made by peerless craftsmen, but by this cultural heritage. The pinnacle of Taoism: the hand of the number one scholar.

Is there a relationship between literature and utensils?

The people of the Mo family are indeed proficient in making utensils, but the people of the Mo family are not from Da Cang...

Let me see if you have anything new... There is nothing new... Zhang Haoran checked the bag. Suddenly, his eyes fell and he took out a small bottle from it, which was Osmanthus perfume. .

Zhang Haoran immediately noticed the difference: This is different from Spring Tears...

It is also a new brand under the Chunlei brand, but it is not made from sweet potato, but from sweet-scented osmanthus. We are in late autumn and only have sweet-scented osmanthus. Next spring, we can add a few more brands.

To put it lightly, everyone was shocked.

How many more brands will be added?

several?

Over thousands of years, how many brands of perfume have there been? The top ones have not changed for almost a hundred years, but in his hands, they increase a few every season...

...There are also poems, no, they are words! Zhang Haoran said: The body is dark and light yellow, the body is soft, the traces of love are far away, only the fragrance remains, why is it light green and light red? It is the best among flowers... This pair of sweet-scented osmanthus The description is perfect! It should be another colorful poem.

That's natural! Lin Su smiled.

Zhang Haoran let out a long sigh: Come on, let me give you a real gift!

The two women who were already shocked were no longer calm now.

What? And a gift?

This bag is already extremely precious, okay? Do you want a gift?

Does it have to be poetry?

Of course, you promised to give me the best poem!

Lin Sudao: I did promise to send you a message to congratulate you on your wedding, but now I have changed my mind...

Zhang Haoran's eyes suddenly bulged...

Lin Sudao: Don't be upset, I will give you something more precious...

Zhang Haoran's whole body was shocked: Qing Ci?

His wife's eyes widened, Qingci? Really? Is it possible to witness the birth of a Qingci?

The tip of Zhang Yiyu's nose suddenly started to sweat. She was most impressed by the green poetry and green poetry. On that day, his Mulan Ci became a handed down green poetry, which directly became her magic weapon in the field. With this magic weapon, she became the leader of the sect. , can truly outperform the rest of the pack!

The combination of the power of literature and the practice of the sect produced such an abnormal change that shocked the entire Bishui Sect. It was precisely because of this that the sect leader seriously examined his relationship with Lin Su and temporarily shelved his plan to take action against the Lin family...

It's not Qingci Qingshi! It's... about your literary career!

Zhang Haoran's whole body was shaken.

The next step to enter the realm of literary mind and great Confucianism is to reach the highest level of literary mind. What he picked up at that time was the Confucian literary mind, and it was a high-grade literary mind. In terms of the Zhang family's background, reaching the highest level of literary mind is just around the corner.

Once you reach the pinnacle of your literary heart, you will face the biggest test on your literary journey: breaking your literary path.

Can he break the literary path?

It was a torture shared by the entire Zhang family.

Now, Lin Su told him that the gift he gave was related to Wen Lu.

Lin Su said: This piece of paper is my gift to you.

He raised his hand and handed a piece of paper into Zhang Haoran's hand.

Zhang Haoran took it tremblingly. There were no poems or words on it, just a page full of words. His heart skipped a beat. He read about the rules for creating the word card, the precautions for the word card, the standard format of the word card, and the core essence of the word card...

What he gave him was not a ready-made Ci Pai, let alone a new Ci Pai song so that he could deceive the world and steal his reputation, but told him the rules for the creation of Ci Pai.

Once he understands this piece of paper, he may create a new word card.

By creating Cipai, he can break through the literary world!

Zhang Haoran didn't move at all, looking at these words carefully, his eyes were brighter than ever...

After about a quarter of an hour, he withdrew his hand and said, Thank you, brother! This is really an unprecedented gift.

After reading it, you can share it with a few of them, but... don't tell anyone else! Lin Su said.

Okay! I will communicate with them alone. I will destroy this piece of paper now! Zhang Haoran's hand shook slightly, and the paper with a thousand words was broken into pieces, and they came down one after another. With his literary talent, only a thousand words were naturally Already memorized...

Let's go and chat over there! Lin Su and Zhang Haoran went to the pavilion by the lake.

The two women looked at each other...

After going to the other side, the man has to talk about business. Women, you might as well enjoy the snow, the moon, the wind and the flowers, taste the perfume, taste the wonderful words, and see how generous this man is...

This man's generosity surprised them. The various top-notch goods here could almost open a shop.

The conversation between Zhang Haoran and Lin Su was also very shocking...

…

The weather has also turned sunny on the Haining River Beach three thousand miles away.

Old Sun Tou and his wife came to the field early in the morning. Yes, they were Lin Su's cheap father-in-law and mother-in-law. Although Old Sun Tou's family was very low-key, they were actually invisible rich people from Haining River Beach. Why did Lin Su give him the money in the first place? He got one thousand one hundred taels of silver from his family.

It's more than a thousand taels. Among the refugees, he is a super rich man!

The old man did not dare to reveal this money.

His daughter had an unclear relationship with Third Young Master Lin, and he did not dare to disclose it at all. Old Sun Tou was such a person, and he would not use Third Young Master Lin's name to bluff others, let alone his daughter's relationship with others. It’s hard to tell anyone about the tricks you play in your own house.

Therefore, throughout Jiangtan, the memory of Sun Zhen is very weak.

They will never know that Sun Zhen is actually on the same level as the two giants Lu Yi and Sister Chen, no... there is also Cui Ying behind them. Sun Zhen is essentially on the same level as these three giants.

After Sun Zhen left, Lin Su never came to Sun's house alone, and seemed to have forgotten that Sun Zhen still had his parents.

However, Old Man Sun and the old lady of the Sun family could feel the care of the Third Young Master.

When the Sun family built the house, the two hundred disabled guards did it themselves. Old Sun didn't ask for all the materials. After the house was completed, the decoration and furniture were delivered directly to the house.

During the Chinese New Year last year, two brothers from Lao Suntou’s hometown came, dragging their children and daughters with them. Lao Suntou was faced with a problem faced by almost everyone in Haining Jiangtan: how to live in Haining Jiangtan. Well, people from their hometown came to join us from thousands of miles away, which caused the population of Haining River Beach to grow rapidly.

Old Sun Tou tried to talk to Uncle Deng, but Uncle Deng made arrangements for himself without saying a word. The second and third sons went to work in the factory, and the livelihood of the whole family was solved at once.

A new school in Haining was built, with 5,000 students enrolled in the first batch. Who wouldn’t want to enroll hundreds of thousands of refugees? However, the number of places was limited, and ordinary people could not get in. It was Uncle Deng who waved his hand, and all the three sons of the second and third sons were admitted to the school.

As a result, the two brothers looked at Lao Suntou like a god.

I keep saying that brother, you are so... so happy in Jiangtan, no problem is a problem for you...

Lao Suntou had a smile on his face, but he was also troubled in his heart...

Lao Deng, did you do this yourself, or did my son-in-law say hello? You should show off your words...

No one said anything, everything was tacit.

When Xiaoxue and Xiaoyue returned to Jiangtan occasionally, they would definitely come over and bring him some supplies for the New Year and the holidays. When asked about Sun Zhen, Xiaoxue just laughed and said that Sister Sun had gone to practice and would not be able to live for two or three years. Will be back next year.

Today, the rain has cleared up.

Lao Suntou and his wife went to the river beach to level the land, and they were about to start planting the last crop of sweet rice this year.

Stepping into the rice fields and looking at the riverbank in front, the old lady looked into the distance: Zhen'er... Zhen'er left at this time last year, right?

It was later than that. She met the Third Young Master on the day the rice was planted, and later stayed at the Lin family for nearly a month before leaving.

It's been a year, and I don't know where she... is.

Don't worry, the Third Young Master is taking care of us. Who will get us...

Lao Suntou's voice suddenly stopped, and he stared blankly at the river embankment in front of him...

On the river embankment, an old man rode an ox slowly passing by.

What's wrong? Old man.

This old man is so strange.

What's strange? Oh... He doesn't seem to be from the river beach... The old lady also saw the old man's face. Every inch of his face looked like a farmer, but she didn't recognize it.

No, how can a farmer ride on the back of an ox?

In the eyes of farmers, oxen are partners. When farming is busy, the oxen exerts great strength. On weekdays, the oxen has to be allowed to rest. Therefore, ordinary farmers are reluctant to ride on the back of the oxen.

This may be a tacit understanding between the dealers and scalpers.

If you are not in this class, you cannot understand this tacit understanding.

The old farmer on the back of the ox swept his eyes across the surrounding fields, and stopped at the waterwheel in front for a long time...

Suddenly, he got off the oxen, strolled across the fields, and came to Lao Suntou: Brother, let me ask you something, who made this waterwheel?

Old Suntou smiled: The novelties on the river beach are naturally made by the Third Young Master. Since I am a local farmer, how can I not know about it?

I'm not from here!

Aren’t locals taking the lead in scalping? Lao Suntou was a little surprised.

The old man then asked: Who is the third young master?

Lao Suntou was even more surprised. Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know who the Third Young Master is? He said directly: The Third Young Master is a god-like figure who has descended from the stars in the sky. His surname is Lin and his name is Su.

Lin Su? A fairy-like figure? Brother, you are so boastful. Tell me, what is so strange about him?

Haha, Lao Suntou is so proud from his bones...

Say it and it will scare you to death, you country bumpkin!

My third son is the number one scholar in Da Cang!

I wrote five colorful poems in the previous school!

My third son is still the god of Jiangtan! Look at the embankment under your feet. It was built by him. The road under your feet was built by him. The factory in front of you is his. On the other side of the river, it used to be just wasteland, but now it is a garden. Behind the garden is Yichuan Lake. They were all transformed by him...

The peaceful smile on the old man's face disappeared little by little, replaced by shock...

On this day, he walked around every corner of the river beach and suddenly stepped on the ox. The ox stepped out of the river embankment and was about to fall into the Yangtze River. A strange thing happened...

The scalper stepped towards the sky step by step, walking towards the capital in front of everyone's eyes.

God... Lao Suntou sat down in the field.

In the town hall, Deng Bo suddenly raised his head: A farmer?

Sister Chen's face, who was talking to them, also changed.

The peasant family Deng Bo mentioned was not a rural person, but a holy family of farmers!

Wearing peasant clothes, holding a wooden hoe, and traveling around the world on oxen, this is their standard equipment...

The Holy Family of Farmers is not in Da Cang, but in Da Qing Country.

When members of the Holy Family patrol the river beach, what impact will it have on the river beach?

…

At Green Willow Villa, Lin Su had a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Haoran told him something.

The governor of Quzhou will be succeeded by the Song Dynasty. Comrade Xiao Zhang is very optimistic. It is a good thing to let your relatives take over as the governor of Quzhou. Song Duzheng's wife and your mother are biological sisters, and they have a close relationship no matter what. Even if they don't confront the court officials openly, they will always take good care of your Lin family's property secretly.

You, please stop teasing Quzhou Zhizhou, the court official has made a concession.

A smile slowly appeared on Lin Su's face, and he echoed: Yes, yes, my close relatives are in charge of Quzhou, so what else is there to worry about?

Zhang Haoran also showed a legendary smile and handed him a cup of tea: Tell me quietly, was it because you secretly used force when Yang De was killed this time?

What are you talking about? Mr. Yang was an honest and upright official, and he died young. I think about it with sadness every time...

Zhang Haoran showed an expression as if he had a toothache and looked at him quietly...

Okay, okay, can you stop being so fake? Do you really think I don't know who Yang De is? Zhang Haoran said: Forget it, let's talk about another person, Qin Fangweng! He is really possible Released.”