fake prince

Chapter 607 Long Yin

The next morning, in front of Daihou's mansion, the butler Zhao Zhu had just sent away a guest when he saw an ox cart coming and stopped in front of the mansion.

A man jumped out of the car, saw Zhao Zhu standing at the door, and immediately stepped forward to salute, "Butler Zhao."

"You are?" Seeing someone coming again, Zhao Zhu's heart beat a little, and he had a bad feeling.

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Zhao Zhu's premonition was confirmed.

"Steward Zhao, I'm the steward of the Yao Mansion. I'm here this time to sue the Marquis on behalf of my master. My master left Beijing last night because of family affairs. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back within ten days and a half months. , A few days later, I really can't participate in the literary meeting, this...do you think?"

"Your master also has something to do that day?" This was the third person to decline today, and the expression on Zhao Zhu's face couldn't hold back anymore.

He frowned: "I'm just a housekeeper, and I can't decide this matter on my own. You follow me and go to see Mr. Jian who is in charge of the Wenhui."

After speaking, he led this person to see Jian Qu.

The guest who had just sent away just refused the Wenhui for the host. Jian Qu was depressed when he saw Zhao Zhu leading another person to find him, and his heart sank.

When the visitor said what he wanted in the future, Jian Qu's mood was indescribable. He still had to suppress the surging anger and barely exchanged a few words with the visitor. Hearing that Yao Xun, whom he had invited, had left Beijing last night, Feeling even more dissatisfied, he had to force a smile: "Since that's the case, there is no other way. I hope there will be a chance next time."

Zhao Zhu was asked to send the steward out, while he threw the teacup in his hand heavily on the table and said angrily, "What do you mean by that? I promised and then regretted it!"

"What, someone repented?" A person came in from the outside and asked.

Jian Qu looked up and saw that the person who came in was Cen Rubai, one of his own, so he couldn't help but tell Cen Rubai about the fact that three people came in within an hour and refused to decline the essay meeting.

Cen Rubai frowned after hearing this, and said after a long time: "You can't blame them all for this matter, Master Jian, I'm afraid you don't know yet, now there are rumors in the capital that whoever comes to our mansion to participate in the literary conference will hate King Qi. This reaction is not surprising."

Among all the kings, King Qi is the one with the loudest voice and the strongest power, and he has been operating in Beijing for many years, which really makes many people fearful.

Jian Qu heard this, and frowned: "That's right, but if everyone is afraid of King Qi and dare not come to the Daihou's Mansion, wouldn't this essay meeting be impossible to hold? What will happen to the people in the capital then?" Look at the lord?"

This is the first literary meeting held after the master's naturalization, and if he can't even hold it, the embarrassment will be lost at home.

Cen Rubai pondered: "Don't report this to the lord in advance. If there are still people who come and refuse, we will immediately visit again and decline the guests, and then invite some new guests to try to get more guests to come. After four days, the Wenhui will be held in the whole capital. If the publicity is open, no one will be allowed to attend the literary meeting, which will lose the face of the Hou family."

Jian Qu agrees with this: "Since this is the case, I will ask someone to list some famous scholars in the capital. Officials cannot invite them because of avoiding suspicion, but there are quite a few scholars in Beijing. There are also some local scholars who are well-known. If so, you can also send an invitation card to invite you to participate in the literary conference."

In the entire capital city, the number of candidates and scholars combined is quite impressive. If you choose some well-known people among them, there are still a lot of people. They don't believe it. At that time, even a dozen people will not be enough!

The wild Taoist standing at the door just heard the conversation and planned to go in. Hearing this, he couldn't help showing a thoughtful expression, turned around and walked towards Su Ziji's courtyard.

When he got to the study room, he found that the master was sitting there quietly playing music. He was not an outsider, and he didn't pay attention to polite manners, so he sat aside and waited quietly.

"Before the lord asked me to stop the steward of the Qi palace and give ten taels of silver to steward Chen, what is the purpose?"

"It's strange to say that, although this manager Chen is usually greedy for money, he is always cautious in what he says and does, and never makes his own opinions. As a result, not long after receiving the money, he even let out a word in the brothel and asked me to spread the news of the publication, which has attracted the attention of the current public. Undercurrents are surging in the capital, and there are many discussions."

"My lord, did this move to show weakness to His Majesty? But in this way, the Hou Mansion will not be able to hold a literary meeting, and this face will be lost."

"It's really what I guessed. The Lord sacrificed quite a lot. How important it is to make an appearance for the first time, but the Lord was able to trample on his face and use it to dig a hole for King Qi. I am afraid that no one who is suspicious will do it." Believe it, there is the Lord's handwriting in it."

While the wild Taoist was deep in thought, Su Ziji had already completed the notation silently.

“【蟠龙心法】+10，15级（5/15000），资质+1，资质17→18（10），文心雕龙获得【只字片语】！”

"Finally upgraded."

Suddenly, Su Ziji's eyes lost focus, and seemed to see through the void, beyond the boundary of time and space, and projected to a distant place...

Near the Panlong Lake, the restored Dragon Girl Temple has all been replaced with new names. Due to the rain caused by the Dragon Girl's locust extermination, there is still some incense.

"Hello, Master." A young man swept the floor diligently, and greeted whenever he saw him.

"Okay!" The old man Sun from the temple had a smile on his face. He is a lonely old man. As far as this apprentice is concerned, he is regarded as his son. After leaving the servitude, now that he is finally back, he has become more respectful and diligent, which is a great thing.

At this moment, he suddenly shook his body, and the apprentice quickly supported him: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you hear?" Old man Sun was taken aback.

"..."

The apprentice didn't hear anything, but Old Man Sun heard it. A deep and majestic dragon chant radiated in all directions, surging like an ocean, and filling the sky like an endless storm.

And people's eyes turned involuntarily to Panlong Lake, which was the center.

"My lord, my lord?" The whisper in his ear made Su Ziji come to his senses. He was stunned for a few minutes before realizing that he had been in a trance.

Su Ziji stared at the window in a daze, the sky was still dark, but suddenly, a gap in the clouds opened, and the sun shone down, shining on his body.

"Is this authority?" Su Ziji felt the authority implied in it, and his heart was burning hot. At this time, it was difficult to distinguish carefully, and he was experiencing new changes.

"Just a few words?" Su Ziji found that when he was leveling up in [Beautiful Dragon Heart Technique], Wen Xin Diao Long was also leveling up.

"Just a few words: within the controllable range, using this technique on people can make them say a sentence or two that the caster wants under certain circumstances, without being suspected."

This kind of skill is in the same line as the previous [Wen Xin Diao Long], but [Wen Xin Diao Long] affects emotions. After the skill is activated, what words will be said when it is activated by keywords or the environment actually varies from person to person. Unable to control, prone to some errors.

But [Single Phrases] can make the person who uses the skill say a specific sentence or two under certain circumstances. This kind of skill is simply the magic of the gods.

(End of this chapter)