I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Squeezing to and fro in the crowd, finally arrived at Chengxiang Mansion.

What I have to say is that although this is only a partial mansion of Chengxiang Mansion, the degree of luxury is still breathtaking.

According to the official position, King Chengxiang is under Bai Zhengqing.

But in Baicheng, the mansion of King Chengxiang was obviously higher-grade than the white mansion.

The reason is that King Cheng Xiang is the younger brother of the current saint, his own brother.

Although he never asked about political affairs or participated in the decisions of the sacred, his literary attainments deeply influenced the local customs of the world.

In other words, the current sage holds military power and martial arts.

In the hands of King Cheng Xiang, it is Wen.

Therefore, those who come to participate in the poem contest, on the one hand, are out of admiration for the literary talent of King Cheng Xiang, on the other hand, they also want to take this opportunity to be guided by King Cheng Xiang.

There are very few people who really come for the prizes, so basically there are none.

Otherwise, a group of literati and gentlemen, what is the use of the spiritual tools needed by those who want to cultivate martial arts?

However, today is a bit different. At least one person came rushing to this spiritual tool. Of course, this person is Bai Lin.

As soon as he entered Chengxiang Mansion, Bai Lin's eyes began to shine, and it seemed that there was always a feeling of thieves, looking for traces of spiritual weapons everywhere.

This is what it looks like, making the red musk who has been following Bai Lin a little scared, "My son, this is the Chengxiang Palace, don't you want to... steal a spiritual weapon?"

steal?

"Cough...cough..." Red musk's words made the white saliva unable to swallow and cough. "Smelly girl, what are you talking about, am I the kind of person your son?"

When Bai Lin finished speaking, Cheng Yun'er sneered, "If he wants to steal things here, he must have the courage."

Although Cheng Yuner's words are straightforward, they are indeed correct.

Dare to steal things in Chengxiang Palace is essentially the same as stealing things in the palace.

If this is caught, let alone Bai Lin, even the son of the prime minister will undoubtedly die!

But this made the red musk wonder, since it wasn't stealing, how did the son get the magic weapon? Just rely on the few poems in his mind?

"My son, let's go. You've always been... bad at literature. You haven't moved the essays in your room. How can you compare with others?" Red Musk kindly Reminded.

And this also made Bai Lin secretly happy in her heart.

Although Bai Lin used to be a ignorant and knowledgeable guy who only knew how to spend time and wine, Bai Lin, who came through, was a veritable study... it seemed to be a scumbag.

But this is not important. The important thing is, can't remember a few poems in the nine-year compulsory education?

Even if a random song is placed in this world, it must be a masterpiece!

So, are you afraid of not winning?

"Don't worry, my son knows it well." Bai Lin didn't say much.

After speaking, Bai Lin chose a seat by the window, and everyone who came to participate in the poetry contest also entered the venue and greeted each other.

These people look like elegant scholars, because their sitting posture reveals a stern posture,

Unlike Bai Lin, Jian simply sat down with a single butt, one foot still dangling like a cramp.

But, at this moment, someone patted Bai Lin on the shoulder from behind, "Young Master Bai Lin, Bai Lin, I haven't seen him for many days. I miss Wen Cai so much."

Literary talent?

Hearing these two words, Bai Lin's head didn't even turn his head, and a person's name popped out of his mind, Zhao Wencai, when he turned his head, it really was him.

The only son of the Zhao family, Mr. Baicheng Jinxiang Academy.

Don't even think of it as a small Jinxiang Academy. The students in it are all from the royal family and noble ministers. That is to say, Zhao Wencai taught, but the future of Taiwu Shengguo.

Therefore, the identity of this gentleman has also made Zhao Wencai a consistent arrogance, which is not regarded by ordinary people.

And the reason why he speaks so politely to Bai Lin is entirely because of his grudge!

The previous Jinxiang Academy had a big fire, which was set after Bai Lin was drunk.

The reason is that when Bai Lin was drunk and happy in the brothel, she accidentally wrote a poem, but it happened to be heard by Zhao Wencai who was passing by, so she copied it down and rhetorically, and then it became his famous saying.

This also led to the fact that when Bai Lin wrote this poem in the poetry contest, she was directly regarded as a plagiarism and was thrown out of Chengxiang Mansion.

Afterwards, Bai Lin learned that it was Zhao Wencai. After being drunk, she burned Jinxiang Academy in anger.

And that fire, although it didn't hurt anyone, it burned Zhao Wencai's work for nearly half his life, which made him almost crazy!

Although he did not retaliate against Bai Lin in this matter, he, a talented man from a literary family, participated in the poetry contest with Bai Lin every year, and stepped on Bai Lin to top the list every year!

This is how he suppressed Bai Lin, and this year is no exception!

It's just that Bai Lin, who used to be addicted to alcohol like his life, is a bit awkward, and is naturally not Zhao Wencai's opponent in literature, but now, the situation is different.

Seeing Zhao Wencai, who was laughing and talking in front of him, Bai Lin also smiled slightly, "It turned out to be Brother Zhao, disrespectful and disrespectful."

It was this ordinary reaction that made Zhao Wencai stunned.

In previous years, every time she saw Zhao Wencai, Bai Lin was almost always gritted her teeth, and even moved rough in public again.

But now, he actually smiled at himself?

Although Zhao Wencai didn't understand what was going on, he didn't take it to heart. After all, he had been able to trample Bai Lin under his feet every year before, and this can only be the result today.

At the moment, Zhao Wencai got up, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said with raised eyebrows and low eyes: "It's not a coincidence that Mr. Bai, you met me again today. This time the poetry contest, you may have to run for nothing." "

mad! Too crazy!

This is clearly not to put Bai Lin in his eyes!

In this regard, although Cheng Yun'er and Hong Mu beside Bai Lin looked ugly, they couldn't say anything.

If she stands up for no reason and protects Bai Lin while speaking, it will make Bai Lin's situation even more embarrassing.

Bai Lin, with a heartless smile, raised his face to look at Zhao Wencai and said: "It doesn't matter if you run for nothing. The important thing is that I never take other people's things as my own."

"You mean, brother Zhao?"

These words were obviously referring to Zhao Wencai's original verses plagiarized by Bai Lin, which made Zhao Wencai's face suddenly darkened and flung his sleeves away.

However, Bai Lin waved his hand with great interest, "Little Honghong, study ink for my son."

Hearing the sound, Red Musk froze for a moment. He still didn't realize what Bai Lin was going to do, but he still studied the ink according to Bai Lin's instructions.

And Cheng Yun'er, who was on the side, kept curling his mouth and looking at Bai Lin, "There is still something like that, just you, the flowery swinger, what poems can be eye-opening to others?"

While Cheng Yun'er was muttering, Bai Lin was already waving a brush.

"The Zhao family originated from the vice-president, and the Wen Gong Qingjie was strong. He was so tall that he could hide his eyes. He hated the situation where things were difficult. He did not go to the tiger's lair to seek life. He had to be gentle with the emperor, and his face was greasy and fragrant."

After finishing writing, Bai Lin threw the pen directly, and deliberately rushed towards Zhao Wencai who was not far away and shouted: "Oh, my stomach seems a little uncomfortable, no, I have to go to the latrine."

In the large crowd, speaking like this in front of a room of literati, everyone around him cast a strange look at Bai Lin.

However, Bai Lin didn't care, got up and left, and also took away Cheng Yun'er and Red Musk.

"Bai Lin, you are sick, why are you pulling us both when you go to the latrine?" Cheng Yun'er was almost mad.

Although Red Musk didn't speak, he didn't understand what Bai Lin wanted to do.

After walking out of the Juwen Hall, Bai Linxiao said mysteriously: "You are there, who would dare to copy my poems?"