At night, the moon is sparse, and the moonlight is very round and bright tonight, like a jade plate scraping in the sky, laying a layer of white gauze on the earth. It was already very late at this time, and almost every household had closed the door and turned off the lights to sleep, but not all of them were like

Here, in the inner courtyard of Lin Mansion, torches illuminate the lights here!

The inner courtyard of Lin Mansion is not small, with a rockery pool, a row of peach trees, a small pavilion, and a round stone table!!

At this time, there were two people in the courtyard, a military general dressed in black armor. It was Sun Fu, a warrior with hidden strength cultivation, that is, the general who flew to cut off the head of the tiger demon last time. Sun Fu was the highest officer of the guards in Chen County and the position of the chief lieutenant, because he often stayed in the military service in the city.

The magistrate Tang Renjing arrested the prisoner and was called Captain Sun by many people!

Sun Fu is tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, strong appearance, and a clear face, like a knife cut, especially his eyes, which is very sharp, revealing the sharpness of a military general, giving people a sense of momentum, which makes people dare not look directly at him, holding a silver-white sword,

The knife sits next to the stone table!

The other person is Ning Caichen, who is writing in the pavilion! In fact, there are far more than two people here. Lin Huaiyuan and some Lin family servants are hiding in the wing rooms and main rooms around the yard, always paying attention to the changes outside!

The wings on both sides are all servants of the Lin family, with more than 30 people. In the main hall, Lin Huaiyuan and his wife Wang, concubine Gan Yuying and daughter Lin Xuelian, took four maids and two servants together. The matter of the corpse baby has spread in the Lin family, making people's hearts

In panic, no one dared to be alone, almost all of them are concentrated here!

"Master, can Guan Duwei and Ning Caichen be good? Look at Ning Caichen, who is still writing there now, no matter how you look at it, they are all a weak scholar!"

In the room, Wang looked at Sun Fu and Ning Caichen in the inner courtyard through the window. She was quite relieved about Sun Fu, but she believed Ning Caichen. No matter how she looked, she felt that Ning Caichen was more unreliable than ordinary servants. The appearance of a weak scholar made people doubt.

Can this guy kill a chicken? Especially at this time, Ning Caichen was still writing there, which made her feel that this guy is very unreliable!

"Sister is so concerned. Since the master invited Mr. Ning, there must be something extraordinary. He hid in the court and the country, and the city is small. I think Mr. Ning must have something extraordinary!"

Gan Yuying next to her said that her words were very particular. They seemed plain, but they were secretly thorny. On the surface, they said that Ning Caichen was believed that Lin Huaiyuan's eyes could invite Ning Caichen. Ning Caichen must have outstanding features. Wang's words questioned Ning Caichen.

, indirectly questioning Lin Huaiyuan's eyes. Sure enough, after Gan Yuying's words fell, Lin Huaiyuan's eyes at Wang's eyes became more unpleasant, and he said in a deep voice-

"Ning Caichen has already understood the literary spirit, how can he be compared with those ordinary scholars!"

"Ah, literary!..."

Gan Yuying was surprised. She said that just now, just to disgust Wang. In the Wang family, Wang was the wife and often suppressed her. The dispute between the wife and the concubine was not a rare thing in the big clan. At the beginning, she could tolerate it, but Wang was in the time.

From time to time, she puts on her wife's airs in front of her. The so-called clay man is also very angry, so Gan Yuying counterattacked and would compete with Wang as long as she had the chance. She didn't expect that Ning Caichen was really not simple when she said casually before!

Wen Qi! She was born in a scholarly family and was a young talented woman. She naturally knew about literary talent and understood what it means to understand literary talent. However, in her memory, any literati who understood literary talent was not a literary master of the generation. It can be said that understanding literary talent basically

It can be called a master of literature, because literary students are a kind of understanding of reading. They cannot be understood without extensive knowledge as a foundation. However, every literary master is not over forty or fifty years old. Like Ning Caichen, if you don’t rush to understand literary talent, it is absolutely amazing.

!

Wang didn't speak anymore. She was Lin Huaiyuan's wife, not a talented woman, but she also heard about literary talent. Once the literati became angry and thoroughly grasped, her identity was incomparable to those scholars. Even the Lin family should be polite.

So she stopped talking!

"But he just had just understood the literary spirit and had not yet mastered the formation of the word "condensation", so he asked Duwei Sun to help tonight!"

After a pause, Lin Huaiyuan said again. Wang relaxed and had just realized the literary spirit. Without the shape of the word "condensing", Ning Caichen has not yet transcended the category of ordinary people. Gan Yuying didn't speak, but her beautiful eyes were very bright. Even without the shape of the word "condensing", it was already amazing.

I have understood the literary spirit, and it is not as good as the weak one. Is it still far from the transformation of characters?

Gan Yuying's eyes were very bright. She looked at Ning Caichen who was writing in the pavilion outside the window. She was wearing a white Confucian shirt, with a slender and elegant body, a handsome face, and a pair of dark and deep eyes, very serious, shining with the light of wisdom, attracting her sight. She was born in a scholarly family, she

The ideal husband is a literati, a capable and elegant literati. However, his family fell into decline, and he had no choice but to marry Lin Huaiyuan, who was twenty or thirty years older than her, as a concubine. In the eyes of outsiders, she flew to the branches and became a phoenix, but inside

Heart, she is indeed lonely. She married into the Lin family, but most of the time she stays alone in the empty bedroom!

At this moment, a seed called restlessness grew in Gan Yuying's heart, but she covered it up very well and did not show it!

In the courtyard, Ning Caichen was straight and wrote and painted on the white paper in front of him. This time he did not copy books, but did whatever he wanted, and wrote whatever he thought—

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns, you don't see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and griefed with white hair, and the morning is like black hair and the evening turns into snow..."

"The brocade ser is fifty strings, one string and one pillar thinks about the years of youth!"

"Don't compete with flowers in spring, every inch of lovesickness is an inch of ashes!"

"When God is about to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his heart and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, hate his body, and be empty..."

Word by word, outlines short sentences of disorganized poems and lyrics, all of which are written as you wish, and write whatever you think, and feel the light of inspiration. Perhaps the greater the pressure, the greater the motivation. Ning Caichen could clearly feel that the barrier of literary qi was already within reach.

It seems that as long as you have a light bucket, you can take that step, truly control the literary spirit and form the characters, but it seems that you lack something, and you have taken half a step, but you can't take the last half!

"It's still a little bit!"

Ning Caichen was a little anxious. He was eager to take that step, completely become a gentle and qi-shaped, and have the means of attacking, rather than staying in the stage of pregnancy. Only in this way can he have enough confidence to deal with the next corpse baby. This world is wonderful.

, He still has great years and doesn't want to hand over his life to the corpse baby!

"Huh!Huh!..."

The wind was blowing, and the night wind was howling. The rustling row of peach trees in the courtyard made a row of peach trees rustling, rolling up a layer of sand and gravel on the ground. Ning Caichen's clothes and hair were blown into chaos!

"Um!"

Sun Fu, sitting on the stone bench, looked at Ning Caichen, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes, because he clearly saw that under the night wind, even though Ning Caichen's clothes were blown, his hair was flying, but the paper in Ning Caichen's pen did not move.

Even the few white papers he wrote and threw them next to him never moved. The wind blew on it, as if it was on iron sheets, not on paper. If it were on ordinary paper, it would have already flown under such strong wind!
Chapter completed!