Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms Chapter 178

"It's a poem! It's a poem title!"

In front of Zhaixing Building, one after another high-pitched voices rang out from the crowd. In the universe, the world only loves poetry, and who doesn't like those wonderful sentences that make one's mouth full of fragrance?

Some people read it directly: "Poems express aspirations, songs are forever words. Reward for singing the poems of Yongzhi, on the 25th day of August of Kuiwei year, Yongji Zhaixinglou."

Someone shouted: "It's a poem of Yongzhi, and the title of today's poem is Yongzhi!"

"Since the opening of Zhaixinglou, a total of six poems have been published, and this is the first time that Yongzhi's poems are mentioned!"

People were talking a lot: "Is it because the recruitment of Wuyin Academy is about to start, so this time, the question of Zhaixinglou will be written with poems of Yongzhi?"

"Oh, you don't know about this. It's not just Wuyin Academy, it is said that Wuyin Academy and Dongyang Academy are united. There is a great Confucian who comes from the capital of God, and he will choose the two most popular in Wuyin Academy. Excellent children, take them to the capital of God..."

The voice of the person who said this was extremely low. If it wasn't for Cheng Ling's excellent ear skills and the ability to mobilize energy to capture all kinds of information, such a voice, in such a noisy environment, she would also Impossible to hear.

But now that he heard it, Cheng Ling could not help but cast his gaze over and take another look at the person who told the "secret".

I saw that this person was very young, with a blue shirt and jade crown, and his appearance was unrestrained.

Although he was also in front of the crowded Zhaixing Tower, he was accompanied by several servants, who formed a circle to protect him. It was such a pomp that immediately distinguished him from the ordinary people around him.

And now the conversation with this young man is also a few young people dressed as Confucian scholars.

Several people chatted lively. When Cheng Ling turned his eyes, the young man who was holding the bamboo slip seemed to be aware of it, and he immediately turned his eyes to Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling's heart suddenly moved: This person must also be a good player in the family, and looking at his perception, he is actually extremely keen.

In Yongzhou City, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Although the power of the rivers and lakes is weak, in terms of the total number of masters, it actually far exceeds Chixia City. At least from Cheng Ling's perception, the chance of her encountering a master in Yongzhou seems to be far greater than that of Chixia.

She is not afraid of the process, and her confidence comes from her own diligent practice.

During this period of time, although she had various chores to be busy with, she never slack off when it comes to practicing martial arts. Heaven rewards diligence, Cheng Ling's kung fu has improved, and the control of his own kung fu is also more proficient and subtle.

A capable person naturally has a sense of self-confidence, so when Cheng Ling was looked back, instead of dodging, he faced the young man with the jade crown, cupped his hands, and smiled in return.

The young man gave a "Huh" and said, "Who is this?"

Without waiting for someone around to answer, he added: "This person is very popular, maybe he can make friends."

How did you get your friends and connections? Sometimes it is such a chance encounter, maybe fate will come.

However, although the young man Yuguan said "this person can make friends", in fact, the distance between his group and Cheng Ling was three or four feet, and there were crowds of people in the middle. An empty word is too difficult to achieve.

The young man then surrendered to Cheng Ling as a response.

At this time, the main entrance of the Star-Zhailing Building suddenly opened.

Inside the door, a group of people walked out slowly.

The idle people who were watching in front of Zhaixing Building shouted again: "It's Young Master Lu, and Mr. Chen, Mr. Huang... There are many, Mr. Wu also came out!"

These gentlemen are basically from Wuyin Academy and are famous local scholars in Yongzhou.

Among them, Mr. Wu has a royal title, is a veritable sixth-grade doctor, and is a professor of citations.

Mr. Wu came from the capital of God and taught in Wuyin Academy for two years. His reputation is even stronger than that of the old mountain chief of Wuyin Academy.

At this time, Cheng Ling heard the young man with the jade crown talking to his companion in a low voice: "This Mr. Wu is said to have been a classmate with the great Confucian who came from the gods. It is because of Mr. Wu's relationship Please, this is Yongzhou."

"That's it, thank you Brother Luo for your pointers."

Companions around the young man Yuguan thanked him one after another, the man nodded, then his eyes turned suddenly, and he fell on Cheng Ling again.

Was it intentional or unintentional?

Cheng Ling looked at him and suddenly understood that this person was on purpose!

What he said just now was not only meant to be said to his companions, but also to Cheng Ling on purpose.

The surname is Luo... Cheng Ling immediately guessed that this was Yongzhou Mu, a son of the Luo family?

Soon, Cheng Ling knew that his guess was correct.

Because it was not long after Young Master Lu and the others came out - Young Master Lu stood up in person first, raised his voice to say a few words of thanks to the people in front of the Zhaixing Building, and then, he spoke again to maintain order and cause everyone to part ways.

The idle people watching the lively were also obedient, and soon, the crowd congested in front of the Zhanxing Building began to separate to both sides, and a middle road that seemed to divide the sea appeared in front of everyone.

Young Master Lu smiled slightly and said, "If you are talking about the topic of poetry, there is one poem that cannot be missed. How about we invite this person to open the topic today?"

Then, he bowed his hands in the direction of the young man named Luo over there.

"Chishui Luolang, Zhuyu is here, Brother Luo, don't hide it."

In the crowd, the subtle voice of discussion suddenly resounded: "It's Young Master Luo of the county governor's office!"

"Luo's family residence was originally by the Chishui..."

"Luo Jinglun is the most famous..."

Luo Jinglun is actually not the real name of this young master Luo, but a name given to him by outsiders. Because it is said that this person has the ability to never forget, at the age of thirteen, he has read Luo's collection of books, full of knowledge.

This kind of name, most people really dare not bear it.

As for Luo Jinglun's real name... Cheng Ling listened to it and inquired about it before, but he knew that this person was originally called Luo You.

Luo You was put on the rack, but he didn't panic. At that time, he was calm and walked to the road in front of the Zhaixing Building, and a few steps came to Lu Gongzi and others.

At the very front of the gate of Zhaixing Building, there is a long table.

The long table was full of ink, ink, ink, and ink. Luo You picked up a pen and said, "Brother Lu, how about grinding ink?"

He took the initiative to pick up the pen, but asked Mr. Lu to sharpen the ink for him!

Lu Gongzi was wearing a Taoist robe, and he was born with an immortal appearance. After listening to Luo You's words, he walked directly to the table where Luo You was standing, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up an ink stick. Sure enough, Just grind ink for Luo You.

In the crowd, someone with good deeds could not help but shouted again: "Okay!"

Luo Jinglun wrote poetry, Lu Gongzi polished ink, what a grand occasion? This trip to the Xingxinglou is not in vain!

Chapter end

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