Night, the moon and stars are scarce, tonight's moonlight is very round, very bright, like a **** jade plate scraped in the sky, laying a layer of white gauze on the earth, at this time the time is very late, almost every household has closed the door and turned off the lights to sleep, but it is not all like that

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

The inner courtyard of the Lin Mansion is not small, with rockeries and ponds, as well as 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 martial artist who had been cultivated in secret, that is, the military general who flew to cut off the head of the tiger demon last time, Sun Fu was the highest officer of the Chenxian guards, and he was a lieutenant, because he was often there

Tang Renjing, the magistrate of the county, arrested the prisoners and was called Sun Zhutou by many people!

Sun Fu is tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a resolute appearance, and a clear face with clear water chestnuts, like a knife, especially a pair of eyes, which are very sharp, revealing the fierceness of the generals, giving people a feeling of imposing momentum, making people dare not look directly, holding a silver-white big knife, horizontal

The knife sits next to the stone table!

In fact, there were far more than two people here, Lin Huaiyuan and some of the Lin family's family members were hiding in the wings and main houses around the courtyard, always paying attention to the changes outside!

In the main hall, Lin Huaiyuan and his wife Wang, concubine Gan Yuying and daughter Lin Xuelian together, with four maids and two family members, the matter of the corpse baby has spread in the Lin family and won the hearts of the people

Panic, no one dares to be alone, almost all of them are concentrated here!

"Master, is it okay to rely on Sun Duwei and Ning Caichen, look at that Ning Caichen, he is still writing there, no matter how you look at it, he is a weak scholar!"

In the house, Wang looked at Sun Fu and Ning Caichen in the inner courtyard through the window, she was more at ease with Sun Fu, but she couldn't believe Ning Caichen, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Ning Caichen was even more unreliable than ordinary family members, and the appearance of a weak scholar made people suspicious

Can this product kill a chicken, especially at this time, Ning Caichen is still writing there, which makes her feel that this product is very unreliable!

"Sister is too careful, since the master invited Ning Gongzi here, there must be something outstanding, hidden in the government and the opposition, small hidden in the market, I think Ning Gongzi must have something outstanding!"

Gan Yuying next to her said, she said very carefully, it seemed to be plain words, but it was secretly thorny, on the surface, she was talking about Ning Caichen, I believe that Lin Huaiyuan's gaze can invite Ning Caichen, Ning Caichen must have something extraordinary, and Wang's words questioned Ning Caichen

, It was an indirect questioning of Lin Huaiyuan's gaze, and sure enough, Gan Yuying's words fell, and Lin Huaiyuan looked at Wang's gaze with a little more unpleasantness, and said in a deep voice-

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

"Ah, Wenqi!"

This time, it was Gan Yuying who was surprised, she just said that, just to disgust the Wang family, in the Wang family, the Wang family is the wife, and often suppresses her, the dispute between the wife and the concubine is not a rare thing in the big family, she can still tolerate it at first, but the Wang family

From time to time, she put her wife on the shelf in front of her, and the so-called clay man also has three points of anger, so Gan Yuying fought back, as long as she had the opportunity, she would compete with the Wang family, she didn't expect that what she said casually before, Ning Caichen was really not simple!

Born in a scholarly family, she herself is a talented girl, she is naturally clear about the literary atmosphere, and she understands what it means to comprehend the literary atmosphere, but in her memory, which literati who comprehends the literary atmosphere is not a generation of literary masters, it can be said that the comprehension of the literary atmosphere is basically all

It can be called everyone who is literati, because the literary atmosphere is a kind of comprehension of reading, and it cannot be comprehended without profound knowledge as the foundation, but every literary person is not over forty or fifty years old, like Ning Caichen, who is not in a hurry to weaken the crown, he understands the literary atmosphere, which is absolutely amazing!

The Wang family stopped talking, she is Lin Huaiyuan's bad wife, not a talented woman, but she has also heard of the literary atmosphere, and the literati who comprehend the literary atmosphere, once they become angry and thoroughly grasp it, their identity is not the same as those scholars, even their Lin family must be polite

stay, so she doesn't talk anymore!

"However, he has only just comprehended the literary tone, and he has not yet completely mastered the formation of condensation, so he called Sun Duwei to help tonight!"

After a pause, Lin Huaiyuan said again, Wang was relieved, he had just comprehended the literary tone, and there was no condensation form, so Ning Caichen had not yet transcended the category of ordinary people, Gan Yuying did not speak, but a pair of beautiful eyes were very bright, even if there was no condensation, it was already very remarkable

, comprehended the literary tone, and it is not as good as the weak crown, is it far from the condensation of words!

Gan Yuying's eyes were very bright, looking at Ning Caichen writing in the small pavilion outside the window, dressed in a white Confucian shirt, with a slender and elegant body, a handsome face, a pair of eyes dark and deep, very serious, flashing with the light of wisdom, attracting her attention, born in a scholarly family, she from

The most ideal husband is a literati, a capable and elegant literati, but later the family fell into the middle of the road, he had no choice but to marry Lin Mansion, married Lin Huaiyuan, who was twenty or thirty years older than her, as a concubine

Heart, she is indeed lonely, married into the Lin family, but most of the time she is alone in the empty boudoir!

At this moment, there was a seed called restlessness growing in Gan Yuying's heart, but she covered it up well and didn't show it!

In the courtyard, Ning Caichen was straight, writing and drawing on the white paper in front of him, this time he did not copy the book, but did whatever he wanted, and wrote whatever he wanted-

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and does not return, you don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk"

"Jin Se gratuitous fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian!"

"The heart of spring is full of flowers, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray!"

"The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, hate their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies."

Word by word, outlining the short sentences of poems without rules, all of them are written at will, writing whatever comes to mind, feeling that touch of aura, perhaps the greater the pressure, the greater the motivation, Ning Caichen can clearly feel that the layer of barrier formed by the literary atmosphere is within reach

, It seems that as long as you have a bucket lightly, you can take that step, really control the tone, and form the words, but it seems to be missing a little thing, take half a step, and the last half step is a little bit unstepable!

"It's not close!"

Ning Caichen was a little anxious, he was eager to take that step, completely become angry, condensed and formed, and had the means of attacking, instead of staying in the pregnancy stage, only in this way could he have enough confidence to deal with the next corpse baby, this world is very exciting

, he still has a good life and doesn't want to give his life to a corpse baby!

"Whew, whew!"

The wind was blowing, the night wind was howling, and the rows of peach tree branches in the courtyard were rustling, rolling up a layer of sand and gravel dead leaves on the ground, and Ning Caichen's clothes and hair were blown messy!

"Hmm!"

Sun Fu, who was 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 if Ning Caichen's clothes were blown and his hair flew up, the paper under Ning Caichen's pen never moved

, that is, he wrote and threw a few blank pieces of paper full of handwriting next to him and did not move, the wind blew on it, as if it was blowing on a piece of iron, not on the paper, if it was an ordinary paper, under such a strong wind, it would have flown up a long time ago!

(PS: Chapter 1!)