Fuzhou Prefecture.

The snow fell and drifted across the house with black tiles and white walls by the river.

Among these many houses is a study.

Bamboo and wood are planted outside the study, and one or two orchids are planted. A thin layer of floating ice is formed on the inkstone pool under the vegetarian.

In the study, stacks of ancient books are stacked.

Lin Feng took an ancient book from the bookshelf, looked at it for a few glances, and then picked up the pen and wrote on the paper. Suddenly, the sound of the door came from outside the courtyard. Lin Feng stopped slightly on the paper and continued to write.

"Brother Fu Zhang!" A cheerful voice came from outside the study.

Lin Feng smiled and put his pen on his pen and stood up. He opened the door of the study and a cold wind suddenly penetrated into the room.

The visitor is Lin Liao, the mountain leader of Lianjiang Academy.

Lin Feng and Lin Liao are considered to be cousins. Although they are far apart, they have a good personal relationship on weekdays.

The two bowed to each other, and Lin Feng invited Lin Liao into the house to sit down.

Lin Liao asked with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time. After Brother Fu Zhang was at home, he would not go out and leave it under the snow window. I don't know what to do?"

Lin Feng said to the book: "Look, I'm just asking my friend to compile the official chronicle."

Lin Liao felt uncomfortable when he heard this. As a fourth-rank official, he was really talented at home to compile books. However, Lin Liao said to himself: "This matter is very good, and it is a move that will be remembered for future generations."

Lin Feng was very happy to hear this and said, "It's not a good thing. It's just that we are used to literature as our career and inkstones as our fields, so we are unwilling to let ourselves be idle."

Lin Liao couldn't help but admire Lin Qingyan's leisurely and leisurely look, but he still said, "I heard that Lu Zongbo was deliberately running for you and seeking a recovery. I wonder if he has any signs of it?"

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "I have already quit."

"Why did you quit? I heard that Yan Chao was running a lot about this matter." Lin Liao said in shock.

Lin Qing sighed: "My father's health is getting worse day by day because of his brother's affairs. At this moment, I really can't leave my body, otherwise no one will serve the medicine."

Lin Liao also lamented that Lin Qing was very filial to his parents, and he had always known that he had sacrificed his career.

Seeing Lin Qiong’s face depressed, Lin Liao quickly changed the topic and talked about some things in the academy.

Lin Feng listened and smiled with some interest on his face, "Okay, if it weren't for my family, it would be great to go to the academy to teach students."

Lin Liao said: "Oh, that's so light-hearted. The disciples of the academy now always think that being smart is smart, but they are unwilling to work hard. They are just talented and unwilling to work hard. How can they succeed in learning? I am afraid that I will let down the entrusted lord of the old mountain every day and can't sleep at night."

Lin Qian advised: "You can't be anxious about this matter, just teach me slowly."

Lin Liao smiled bitterly and said, "Like Yanchao, Xiang Gao, who is talented and willing to study hard, is hard to come by."

"Is that so? When Yan Chao was studying, I thought it was very naughty!"

As Lin Qing talked, Lin Liao and the other two laughed.

The two were chatting together, and Lin Qiang's servant walked into the bookstore.

"Master, this is the mansion report I just copied."

Lin Feng nodded, took the newspaper and took a quick look, then paused for a moment, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Look at it."

Lin Liao took the newspaper from Lin Feng and read it. As he looked at it, he suddenly laughed and said, "What a good thing, Lin Sanyuan's piece of paper is to leave the foreign country, please feel free, please feel free!"

Lin Jian nodded with a smile.

Lin Liao took the residence and reported: "Brother Fu Zhang, lend me this item."

"What are you doing?"

"Of course, I took it back to the academy and told the students about it so that they would be happy," Lin Liao said with a smile.

Lin Qing nodded and watched Lin Liao leave.

Then Lin Feng returned to his study and continued writing.

Jinling City.

It was snowing heavily.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, officials and scholars from Jinling brought beautiful prostitutes to brothels.

Although it was the cold winter, the prostitutes were still wearing thin shirts. Compared with the capital, Jinling City was undoubtedly much more luxurious.

It is common for officials to go out to brothels in private, and the censor also opens his eyes and closes his eyes.

In front of the brothel in the water, the fire is warming up the fine wines.

Several officials each held a beautiful woman in their arms, and Lin Shibi, who came to Jinling to serve as an official, was also among them.

Several officials said to Lin Shibi: "Brother Tianrui, when he arrived in Jinling City, he really entered the land of gentleness, like a fish in water."

A beautiful prostitute on the side was serving wine to Lin Shibi. Lin Shibi swallowed the wine and said with a smile: "The people in the capital are old-fashioned and boring. How can they meet Jinling? You can meet all the friends. When you are alive, you will walk around the brothels on the banks of the Qinhuai River. Even if you are granted a title to a marquis, you will not be as happy as us."

After hearing this, these officials laughed and scolded: "Who has traveled to you? I'm just coming to the brothel to understand the people's sentiments."

As he said that, an official held up the face of the woman beside him and said, "Little woman, why are you wronged and troubled? Come quickly to me."

The woman was soft and said pretentiously: "Master, the folk girl is suffering, and her chest hurts."

"Okay, I will rub you!" After saying that, all the officials laughed.

Lin Shibi also smiled.

After laughing, the officials suddenly said, "I heard that Lin Sanyuan wrote a letter to the state in Beijing this time, which shocked the foreign countries. The officials from all over Jinling were admired by all. Brother Tianrui and Lin Sanyuan had a friendship with each other, and it was the same year again. Can you tell us? Is Lin Sanyuan's literary talent really that shocking?"

After hearing the man say this, the officials and prostitutes stopped fighting and asked with a smile: "Yes, Brother Tianrui, talk to us."

Lin Shibi heard this and asked, "You really want to inquire about Lin Sanyuan from me?"

"I wish to get it, I wish to get it."

"Since that's the case, let's drink the wine in front of you first." Lin Shibi said with a chuckling.

Everyone was booed, but they wanted to learn the news from Lin Shibi, so they had to drink it.

So Lin Shibi said slowly: "Speaking of this, Lin Zonghai is indeed a literary talent and has the ability to remember everything. When I first met him, the two of them competed to see who could choose one sentence from the Four Books to solve the problem first."

"Guess what? At that time, Lin Zonghai was only twelve or thirteen years old, so I didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, this man was very cunning and actually took the whole article's office early, so I was defeated."

After hearing what Lin Shibi said, everyone laughed.

"But," Lin Shibi paused, "I may not be as good as Lin Zonghai when it comes to articles, but when it comes to writing poetry and essays, he is not even one-tenth of me."

After hearing Lin Shibi say this, everyone asked disbelief: "Brother Tianrui, take this matter seriously, don't bulge!"

Lin Shibi said disdainfully: "Who do you see that I have lost in this Qinhuai River poetry fight? Even if you call Lin Zonghai in front of you, he will not dare to mention poetry to me."

When everyone heard this, they said, "It's true."

Lin Shibi immediately drank a sip of the wine, looking mysterious.

When the beautiful prostitutes in the brothel looked at Lin Shibi, their eyebrows and eyes were filled with affection, and they all thought to themselves that this person's poetry talent is better than Lin Sanyuan. If I had a marriage with him, it would be worth it. (To be continued.)
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