Luo Zhirong smiled bitterly: "It's already autumn, and a few days will be the day of the Autumn Festival in the Plum Garden." If you are interested, please prepare as soon as possible. ”

Song Zheng nodded, this matter is urgent, he must get the new Dao Lei Ding Book.

"Okay, I've been recruiting Wen Xiu these days. ”

Most talented people also have backbone, and Lord Song is now notorious, and I am afraid it is not easy to recruit literate monks.

He passed on the order, thinking that there would always be people in the six states south of the Yangtze River who bent their waists for five buckets of rice. But for three days in a row, all the scum who came were some scum, and with these people, it was better for Song Zheng to go into battle by himself, but he was also a scholar.

When this day came, he really couldn't recruit anyone, so he found a few scribes from the yamen to accompany him and set off.

Luo Zhirong looked at the crooked melons and cracked dates behind Song Zheng, and shook his head secretly, he was no longer optimistic about the outcome of this trip, he guessed that Song Zheng still thought that his identity would fight for him some preferential treatment, but Luo Zhirong knew Lin Zhengu too well, that guy was a man who didn't even buy the account of the emperor.

What did Song Zheng think in his heart? He didn't really have any plans. Everything he knows about Lin Zhengu currently comes from Luo Zhirong's explanation, he doesn't know Lin Zhengu, so he can't come up with any countermeasures, so he can only improvise after he goes.

......

Lin Zhengu's reputation in the world is not obvious because he was also born in the world.

But it is not Hongwu's Outer Heaven Gate, Luo Zhirong is also unclear about his origin, Song Zheng probably understands: Lin Zhengu is about the "outcast" of the Outer Heaven Gate of other countries, as for why he became an outcast, I am afraid that it is a bloody story of the dispute between the great sects and the great families.

Lin Zhengu should have wanted to prove himself hard since he was a child, but he was never recognized, and in the end he was even completely abandoned. He came to the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty and became extremely good and flattering, probably to make up for this lack of childhood.

Under the guidance of Luo Zhirong, everyone went all the way to the north, turned to the northwest in Jingzhou, and in a few days, they came to a vast mountain.

It's still hot and humid in the south of the Yangtze River, but in the north, it's already autumn at this time. The autumn wind blows, and the leaves in the mountains are half yellow and half green, plus the red leaves of some special tree species, it seems that this mountainous area is full of colorful and intoxicating natural beauty.

This is the very famous Taiheng Mountain of the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty, which is vast for thousands of miles, among which there are several peerless domains, the void is unique, and there are even a few "entrances" that appear and disappear from time to time, which can lead to the unknown mysterious void. Among them, there are strange beasts, heavy treasures, and special creatures, which can even enlighten the world.

There are many mysterious legends about Taiheng Mountain in the Hongwu Heavenly Empire.

Luo Qingwei took them from the "Guangheyu" pass into Taiheng Mountain, walked for most of the day, hundreds of miles of mountain roads, and waited until evening, a majestic mountain appeared in front of them, on the top of the mountain there was a palace with golden tiles and cornices, and the sunset shone brightly.

"That is Lin Zhengu's 'God-made Palace', and the building halfway up the mountain is the 'God-made Lower Courtyard'. The poetry part of the Autumn Festival of the Plum Garden is held in the Wangu Plum Garden in the back mountain, and it cannot be seen here.

The second half of the auction will be held in the shrine of the gods, but everyone's residences will be arranged in the lower courtyard of the gods. ”

As he was talking, a spirit rune flew in front of him, and suddenly pulled up in front of everyone and turned into a posture of "facing" everyone, and someone said from the spirit rune: "Dare to ask which Taoist friend came to the Divine Palace?"

Luo Zhirong stepped forward: "Luo Zhirong of the Lower Jade Void Sect was invited to participate in Brother Lin's Autumn Party in the Plum Garden, and these are friends in the Lower Realm. ”

An exclamation came from the spirit rune: "It turned out to be the Luo seniors of the Jade Void Sect, please wait a while, the juniors will go and tell the master, the master has specially explained, and the Luo seniors must be personally greeted when they come." ”

Luo Zhirong smiled faintly and didn't make much politeness. Although Lin Zhengu has a somewhat eccentric temperament, he still knows the depths. As the representative of the Heavenly Gate of the World, he should be treated like this.

There was no sound in the spirit rune, and it didn't take long to wait, and a spiritual light flew out of the god-made palace, the color was colorful, like the wind blowing long clouds, soft but fast, and the sound of laughter came from it, and the host family seemed extremely happy: "Brother Zhirong, every time I send you an invitation, you finally think of my old brother, and are you willing to come and take a look?" ”

The multicolored aura came close in an instant, but it was a feather fan, soft and comfortable, and it flew extremely fast. There was a middle-aged male cultivator of the same age as Luo Zhirong sitting on it, but his long hair was like fire, and a special ice blue crystal eye was condensed between his eyebrows, I don't know what kind of magical power it was.

Luo Zhirong also smiled: "I don't dare to come, I have to pat your ass when I come here, and I have to rush to send you money, I don't have so much jade." ”

"Hahaha. Lin Zhengu didn't care about his jokes, and got down from the treasure: "That's what I do." He pointed to Song Zheng and the others: "Who are these people?"

Luo Zhirong introduced to him: "Actually, this time I came, mainly for this one, Lord Song Zheng, the inspector of the six states in the south of the Yangtze River, Hongwu's most famous ...... recently"

Lin Zhengu didn't care too much, waved his hand and said: "It's a lot of things, since you are your friend, you should have told him the rules, of course I will take care of the people you brought, but the rules can't be broken, at most it's just to lower some standards." ”

Song Zheng nodded, roughly understanding what kind of person this Lin Zhengu was.

Luo Zhirong still wanted to say more, Lin Zhengu had already pulled his sleeves: "Let's go, I haven't seen you for a long time, come and accompany me to kill a game, these disciples and guests in the palace have very stinky chess skills, far inferior to me, they will kill them in three or two strokes, and they will not leave a piece of armor, and they will still enjoy playing against you." ”

Luo Zhirong gave Song Zheng a helpless look, and Song Zheng expressed understanding.

Lin Zhengu dragged Luo Zhirong away, but obviously Luo Zhirong's face was very effective, and a disciple of Lin Zhengu's personal disciple came up and hugged his fists and said: "Everyone, please come with me, the master told you to be distinguished guests, and if you need anything, feel free to tell me." ”

Song Zheng followed behind, and this feeling was now very novel to Song Zheng: in most cases now, it was others who looked at his face, and this time he was borrowing from others.

He smiled and followed the man into the God-made Lower Courtyard.

"The Autumn Festival of Meiyuan will start tomorrow, you guys take a rest first, I'm afraid Senior Luo won't come back, Shizun is easy to catch an opponent, I'm afraid I'm going to have a chess addiction today. The disciple said with a smile.

Shi Zhonghe bowed: "Okay, thank you, senior brother." ”

Song Zheng saw that this Lin Zhengu was indeed acting frankly, tomorrow was the Autumn Party of the Plum Garden, and the guests had arrived tonight, but he didn't greet the guests, just played chess.

Lu Wanmin also smiled: "Sure enough, people with great skills can be willful." ”

Everyone laughed, he and Qi Bingchen were peak ancestors, with hundreds of years of cultivation experience, and they had encountered this kind of perverse character of talented people many times, and they didn't care about it.

Song Zheng has his own belly, and of course he doesn't account for it.

He said to the scribes, "Wait and rest, and do your best tomorrow." ”

Several scribes were worried about this way, they knew how many catties and taels they had, and they were afraid that if they couldn't complete the task, the adults would be angry with themselves. Now hearing Song Zheng say this, although he is still a little worried about the moodiness of the superiors, he is finally a little more down-to-earth.

Lu Wanmin waited for them to go out before asking Song Zhengdao, "My lord...... Don't have any hope for tomorrow's autumn meeting in the plum garden?"

Song Zheng's expression became complicated, and he slowly nodded after hesitation. He still doesn't like this kind of tricks, and he is a little resistant in his heart.

Otherwise, with his status and status, in the entire land of the six states, it is really impossible to find a talented Wen Xiu?

"Then the ...... of your lord"

Song Zheng said: "I want to come over and think of a way." He waved his hand: "Tomorrow, Mei Yuanqiu will take a look at the situation first, and then make a decision." ”

Qi Bingchen nodded.

......

The next day, under dozens of huge 10,000-year-old ancient plum trees, Lord Song Zheng, the young official who was now in the limelight in the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty, had a somewhat ugly face.

Luo Zhirong was also embarrassed to accompany him.

Several scribes were full of shame, and their foreheads were covered with cold sweat. Their performance can't be said to be bad, it's already very good relative to their level, but the other people around them, the level far exceeds them, it's not that they are not unsatisfied, but they are really incompetent.

At the end of the poetry meeting, Song Zheng and his party ranked first.

Lin Zhengu, who was surrounded by the stars and the moon in the center, was full of red light, this time several families really invited a few high-level literary cultivators, and made a few poems that were very much in line with his heart, even if he fell into the ancient in the future, with these poems handed down, he could be famous through the ages.

He was so proud that he couldn't take care of Song Zheng and a few people.

But when I saw Luo Zhirong, I was still a little dissatisfied in my heart: These people you brought are too perfunctory, right?

Lin Zhengu didn't want to buy Song Zheng's account, but Luo Zhirong still wanted to maintain a good relationship with Song Zheng, so he took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, my lord, I'll talk to Brother Lin when it's over in a while." ”

Song Zheng bowed slightly, not holding out much hope.

When others praised Lin Zhengu and it was too late, Lin Zhengu laughed: "You are guests from afar, tonight Lin is a little drunk in the Divine Palace, and everyone will get drunk and rest." ”

He said with a slight meaning: "In the mountains and wilderness, there are no good things to entertain everyone, but fortunately, the ingredients are fresh, they are all wild beasts and reckless insects in the nearby desperate domain, and the old man ordered the guests to go and cut down the best parts directly, and cook the Danshi." ”

Everyone smiled, and naturally there was another wave of sycophants: "Master Lin is generous." ”

"This kind of killing and cooking Danshi directly is an opportunity that you can't even encounter in Jingshi. ”

"Such a feast should be called a pleasure!"

Song Zheng completely understands that this product is probably not only because of the lack of childhood, but also because of the fact that this product itself likes to pretend to be forced.

Luo Zhirong had been waiting on the sidelines, and finally found an opportunity to step forward and whisper to Lin Zhengu: "Brother Lin, Lord Song's side ......"