Great Blue Night Watchman

This is her Dongting Spring Night. Although it is not yet an authentic painting, it has some power in the painting world. What power? Isolate the outside world and bring her and her wild husband inside.

When Lin Su untied her clothes, Qiushui Huaping groaned, I actually used this painting to do this, my painting world will definitely be nothing in the future...

It was late at night, and the villa slowly became quiet.

Sun Linbu stayed in the top VIP room assigned to Lin Su for four hours without moving much.

His eyes were a little red, but his expression was infinitely excited.

Qiushui Changkong stared at Yufangyuan, listening to the reports coming from the girl next to him at any time, his face was also very excited. For four hours, the first master of Qinglian actually kept Sun Linbu for four hours. This was because of his sincerity. Teach!

He would never have thought that Lin Su was no longer in the VIP room. He had played with his other daughter three times in the painting world...

Qiushui Huabing felt something was wrong. Her husband was a little excited. Could it be that he hadn't touched a woman in half a month?

When she asked directly, Lin Su admitted that not only had he not touched a woman for half a month, but he also didn't know when he would be able to go home...

ah?

Qiushui Huaping turned over and lay on his chest, staring into his eyes: When I left Haining, I heard that you planned to choose a Holy Family and enter the temple. Do you want to go now?

Lin Su smiled: Choosing a holy family to enter the temple is my husband's clever plan.

count? No way? Qiushui Huaping's eyes widened...

As soon as the news came out, it quickly spread throughout the world. Everyone in the Haining Lin family knew about it. Mrs. Lin had sacrificed her ancestors three times because of the news. Mo Qing, the little girl, had received instructions from the family and planned to extend an olive branch to him. I don’t know how many people in the world were moved by this news, but what did this little husband say? Just a ploy? !

Lin Su gently caressed the person in his arms and said the wonderful effect of this strategy...

This strategy was first proposed by Zhang Juzheng and Qu Wendong. When they proposed this strategy, they did not regard it as a strategy at first, but as a real way to solve the problem.

In their understanding, Lin Su was faced with such a dilemma, and entering the temple was indeed a good solution.

However, Lin Su made adjustments at the initial stage to turn this method into a strategy.

He doesn't want to enter the temple at this stage, he just spreads a message.

Why?

Triple intention!

The first step is to appease His Majesty, lest this old guy jump over the wall in a hurry and flip the table over for fun. In front of him, Lin Su knew nothing about His Majesty's back-up plans. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for him to fall out with His Majesty directly, and he did not want to provoke His Majesty to break the rules of the game and break the boat right now.

Secondly, he wanted to test the Holy Family. There are eighteen Holy Families in the world. Their strength is profound and their forces are intertwined. He needs to know which Holy Families can be won over and which Holy Families absolutely cannot be won over. As long as the Holy Family is willing to extend an olive branch to him, they can all be won over, and at least they do not need to be classified as hostile.

The third level is that he needs to disappear for a period of time. He hopes that the whole world will know that he is in contact with the Holy Family during this period.

Qiushui Huaping had been so shocked by her husband's first two intentions that she almost fainted. When she suddenly heard the third one, she was surprised: Where do you really want to go?

Yaochi Meeting!

Qiu Shui Huaping's eyes froze: You, a master of literature and art, are going to attend the Yaochi Meeting?

What's the matter? Husband Yanye is also a martial arts master, don't you know?

I know, I really know this. Lu Yi has said it eight hundred times. Your martial arts is most vividly demonstrated in bed. Neither she nor Sister Chen can stand up to you... It's just my husband, why do you have to attend the Yaochi Club? That's all Top master of cultivation, you... just because you are ruthless in Lu Yi, it really doesn’t mean that you can conquer the world with force, and you will find it hard to find happiness even if you are thousands of miles away, is that really okay?

Lin Su turned to her side: Can you give me some encouragement before setting off?

My husband is the most powerful! My husband is the best in the world! Qiushui Huaping opened her mouth to come, but after the slogan was shouted, she hesitated: My husband, how about you play Wen Dao? You are really invincible in Wen Dao. It would be great to recite poetry, write, sing, flirt with girls...

Lin Su slapped himself on the forehead, and the compliment he demanded forcibly seemed to be insincere...

But he still explained...

Some things must be done, even if my husband, I may not be able to fight against all the invincible opponents in the world at this moment (Qiushui Huaping interjected: My husband, be more confident and remove the word maybe)...

Lin Su added, This opportunity must not be missed. Time will never come again. Do you know how often the Yaochi Fair will be held? a hundred years! One hundred years! If nothing unexpected happens, I will most likely not be able to attend the next Yaochi Meeting. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see the top event of the spiritual path. Can I not go? If I don't go, how will I know what the spiritual world is like? If I don't go, how will I know my future direction? In this world, literature, martial arts, and spiritual practice go hand in hand. If something big happens, spiritual practice is also one of the forces. You need to know that thousands of years ago, the great catastrophe was finally solved by spiritual practice...

He talked a lot, and Qiu Shui Huaping kept listening quietly, nodding from time to time, as if he understood.

After Lin Su finished speaking, he patted her butt: Do you understand?

I think, I personally think...my husband is going to attend the Yaochi meeting, and maybe he wants to comfort the loneliness of the Yaochi saint who has been practicing hard for thousands of years...

Lin Su's eyes widened: Saint of Yaochi? She has been working hard for thousands of years? Are you sure that an old woman who has been working hard for thousands of years still needs others to comfort her loneliness?

It doesn't matter whether she needs it or not. What's important is that my husband, you might think...she needs it!

Lin Su accurately grasped a key point from her awkward expression: I kind of understand. You are giving me a vaccination to prevent me from attacking various saints. Okay, show your attitude. This time I’m walking around the world and facing a strange woman, I won’t move at all!”

Well, if you say this, Lu Yi can rest assured! Qiushui Huaping hooked him with satisfaction: It's almost dawn, do you still want to play? As promised, we can play one more time at most...

After about an hour, another trick came into play.

The early morning wind blew across Dongting Lake and also blew away the fog in the lake.

A scroll was opened, the autumn water painting screen returned to Yuehu Tower, and Lin Su's figure flashed back to the guest room.

From the air, he discovered that Sun Linbu had just come out of his guest room and seemed to have stayed up all night.

This is normal. Anyone who has obtained Lin Su’s information has stayed up all night...

He sneaked into the guest room and no one noticed him, including Zhang Haoran.

Because Zhang Haoran came over and knocked on the door: Brother Lin, you really hit it off with that brother Sun last night. You actually talked all night long.

Well, cough...

Why are you treating him so favorably? Zhang Haoran was somewhat interested and asked the same question as Sun Linbu.

Two answers, one true and one false, which one do you want to hear?

We're about to set off. Time is tight. Who's talking nonsense to you? Of course it's true! Zhang Haoran glanced at him.

The real answer is: This person is quite courageous. He will be a breath of fresh air in the officialdom of Da Cang in the future!

What Qingliu? Isn't he just a shit stirrer with the same smell as you? Li Yangxin stretched his head from the side unceremoniously: I have heard that this person wrote an anti-poetry that day and was arrested. You're in Zhongzhou Prison, and the content of your anti-poetry is very consistent with yours, so you're going to catch the 'Luo City Alliance' and curse him to death!

Haha, Huo Qi's laughter came from another room: I seem to have found a trick. If everyone in the world wants to get the guidance of Grandmaster Lin, the fastest and best way is to scold the court!

You... Lin Su pointed at the faces of several people: If you make all the young people in the world cynical and harm the eighteen generations of our ancestors, I will not be responsible.

Zhang Haoran smiled: Brothers, please don't add to this mess... We are about to get married. Are you ready for your poems?

Li Yangxin said: What can we prepare for? We are getting married, so just play a few lively and festive songs casually. Today is the Mochi wedding, and we are supporting roles. Whether you are a grandmaster or a Wenlu, just keep it to me today. Come on, get used to the supporting role.

This is true.

There are two kinds of scenes in the world, which cannot be expressed.

One is a wedding and the other is a funeral.

Because you are not the protagonist!

The person who shines brightest today can only be Qiu Mochi!

The tone was set, and the wedding team set off.

The lineup is unprecedentedly strong.

A large ship set sail across Dongting Lake to Jieyang Mansion.

Two hours later, they saw the escorting procession by the lake. The lineup there was equally strong. The most prominent ones were the literati in the front row. These literati had a good background. They were the seven sons-in-law of the father-in-law's family in Qiu Mochi.

His father-in-law, Mr. Jin, is also a scholar with a literary heart. Although he is in a mess in the officialdom and has been tortured thousands of times by his literary colleagues, this is what makes him different from other people. I have been tortured thousands of times by literary colleagues. , I treat Wen Dao like my first love. My love for literati is deep in my bones.

Where is it reflected?

It is reflected in three points. First, he teaches and educates people. He has been preaching for decades, and his disciples are all over the world. There are seven or eight great Confucians among his disciples. Second, he would give birth to daughters. He found a bunch of concubines and gave birth to nine daughters. Third, he will also look for a son-in-law. His son-in-law would not marry unless he was a scholar. The seven daughters currently married were married to seven literary geniuses, two of whom were literary scholars.

Marrying a daughter from such a family is simply a literary event.

People from all walks of life who are passionate about literature and art have arrived, wanting to see how the eldest son-in-law sets rules for the new son-in-law.

What? rule?

Yes, this is an unwritten rule of the Jin family, that is, the son-in-law also has a first-come, first-served basis. Don't rely on your literary skills and ignore your predecessors. If you say you are a literary genius, who here is not?

Therefore, today's wedding reception and send-off had an invisible shock wave before it even started...

Seeing the wedding boat coming from afar, the Jin family's son-in-law team was very motivated.

Eldest brother-in-law, do you think our eighth brother-in-law will invite his aunt out again today? This person is the fourth son-in-law and was a Jinshi in the middle of last year. Although he was ranked outside the 400th place, his status as a literary scholar , directly flattening the gap between him and his eldest brother-in-law.

At the last engagement ceremony, he also planned to make a move to give the Qiu Shui family a blow. Unexpectedly, the person sent by the other party turned out to be Qiu Shui Huaping, an expert in painting. Qiu Shui Huaping painted a picture on the spot and combined all the people. The sons-in-law were all shocked out of their places, and none of the difficult questions they finally came up with came up.

From that moment on, he had a deep awe of the autumn water painting screen in his heart, which made him understand the eternal law of one level of realm and one level of heaven above literature and Taoism.

Today, if the Qiushui Painting Screen appeared, all the tricks would probably be in vain.

The eldest brother-in-law smiled: Although you are a great scholar, you are not familiar with worldly affairs. Last time it was an engagement ceremony and elders were required to attend. Today is a wedding ceremony. How can there be any elders?

The other side's boat has already approached the shore, and five young figures are standing at the front of the team. Qiu Mochi is in the middle, wearing a red wedding robe, and the four people on the left and right are all wearing ordinary scholar's clothes.

Two red poles stretched out and supported the bow of the ship.

The second brother-in-law stepped forward: The Jin family's rule for welcoming a bride is that you need to recite a poem about golden light before you can land on the beach. There are different teachings: the golden light paved the road, going straight to the west of Dongting!

Countless people in the rear cheered, Jin Guangshi, Jin Guangshi...

The five people on the bow looked at each other...

Zhang Haoran said: The poem about the shore is the poem about the golden light. This is a bit of a high starting point. It is true. There is a poem about the shore when welcoming a bride in Dongting Lake, but generally it is just an ordinary poem. As long as it is smooth and auspicious, That's enough, but today, the other party stipulated that it must be Jin Guangshi, so the starting point is a bit high, it is ridiculously high.

Yeah, do you still abide by the rules we set? Huo Qidao.

What rules? Qiu Mochi didn't understand.

Li Yangxin explained to him: The original rule everyone set was that you should not stand out today, so as not to overshadow you...

C! Qiu Mochi cursed, you guys discussed this behind closed doors in the middle of the night last night and came up with such a broken rule? Why did I ask you to come here? The purpose is to crush me forcefully. You are still worried about stealing my limelight, but you rush to give it a try. After all, I am also a person who has written colorful poems...

Everyone looked at each other, and Zhang Haoran nodded: Then let's crush him! Who will go?

They were whispering to each other, and the bride sitting in the sedan was anxious...

Brother-in-law, you bastard, have you ever seen a poem written in a golden light? How can you set standards like this? My husband cannot recite poems in person today, so he can only rely on his entourage. How many people in the world can recite golden poems casually?

She wanted to lower her standards, but she didn't forget that she couldn't speak today either...

And the people in the front row were happy...

I will make it impossible for you to reach the shore, and I will make you have this memory...

Li Yang took a new step: Anyway, it's the same for everyone, let me do it!

Li Yangxin took up his hand, took out the gold paper, and wrote: It is a pleasure to enjoy things in the west of Dongting. The colorful boats arrive in the east and the sun's shadow moves. It is such a good time and such a scene. Half of the lake is filled with autumn water waiting for the thrush.

When the poem is completed, three golden rays of light reflect the splendor of the ship's bow.

The lakeside was abuzz, and countless people cheered and cheered.

Jin Guangshi, when can we see you? Today, a request has just been made here, and a golden poem has been written over there.

Even if it is the top literary club in the capital, it is nothing more than this.