April 20, 24th year of Zhaohua.

The annual spring festival at Wenweng Academy in Chongqing Prefecture was officially held on the banks of the mountain lake, three miles away from the suburbs.

This is a literary prosperity in Chongqing Prefecture.

Countless handsome men and pretty women in Chongqing Mansion left the city early on this day and went to Shanse Lake.

The mountain lake is not big.

It is located between a vast field, just at the foot of the West Mountain.

If you stand on the west mountain and look at it, it will be like a shining pearl embedded in the green meadow.

A tall platform has already been built by the mountain lake, which is where those talents come on stage to write poetry.

The morning sun was rising, and it was still early, but many people had gathered under the platform.

Xia Hua is here too, but she is a little far away from those crowds.

She already knew the poem by Li Chenan.

She also knew that Li Chenan would not come to participate.

But she came anyway.

She wanted to see if this literary fair would have a similar poem to it.

She also wanted to know how the tens of thousands of young students would react after the old man read out Li Chen'an's poem.

Lin Zifeng is also by Xia Hua's side.

He didn't know the poem by Li Chenan.

He thought Li Chen'an would come to participate.

Otherwise... why did the junior sister get up early?

Why did I spend some time putting on makeup?

Women are tolerant to those who please themselves!

The little junior sister's every move was in Lin Zifeng's eyes.

He has been silent these two days.

Because he knew that the younger sister's heart could no longer tolerate any other person!

He looked at the western mountain in the distance and sighed slowly, saying that Li Chen'an was the dog!

Today's article meeting is his strength!

It's time for him to show off again.

If he stood on the platform, picked up his pen and wrote an invincible poem... The little junior sister's heart was already captured by him, and if we came again, I wonder if it would fascinate the little junior sister!

What are the Tianshan Mountains down?!

Sanlang is the same. His Highness the Crown Prince wants to kill Li Chen'an and ask His Highness to invite the killer from the Dark Night Club to do this job. Wouldn't it be better!

Lin Zifeng suddenly shook.

Dark Night Meeting!

yes!

Dark Night Club is one of the most mysterious organizations in Wu Kingdom.

It is not a sect in the world.

Because the Dark Night Club has no mountain gate area at all, and no branch office was set up.

So no one knows who the leader of the Dark Night Club is, nor what kind of people there are in the Dark Night Club.

They only do one thing-

Killed by the employer!

The one who gives money is the employer.

They only recognize the money and promise to kill the person they should kill!

There was once a rumor in Wu State that it was said that the Dark Night would even speak out, as long as the money was given enough, they would even dare to kill the emperor!

Someone really contacted the envoy of the Dark Night Club through special channels, but the result was... killing the emperor and cashing out a billion taels!

Too expensive.

No one can afford such a large sum of money.

This matter ended without success.

But it made the reputation of the Dark Night Club even more resounding.

Lin Zifeng's lips curled up, and he finally smiled—

The junior sister will definitely not kill Li Chenan again.

When I returned to Wu, I had to find the envoy of the Dark Night Club.

Killing Li Chenan probably doesn't require much money.

Just as Lin Zifeng was making this idea, there were more and more people here, and it became noisy.

Xia Hua did not notice the change in Lin Zifeng's expression. She was a person who liked silence, but now she was listening to what the handsome men and pretty women said with her ears.

"Brother Xie!"

"Brother Zhong!"

"The eight men of Shuzhou gathered here... I'm afraid there will be a few amazing works in this Spring Festival Gala!"

"There is the Regent, and although we are known as the Eight Jun of Shuzhou, the Regent is a poetic poet in our Ningguo!"

"Brother Xie, what do you mean is the Regent who will come to the Cultural Conference in person?"

"Brother Dou, this is indefinite!"

"By the way, Brother Xie, you were on the Water Mirror Platform a few days ago, and you really saw the Regent with your own eyes?"

Xie Qingquan immediately smiled with extreme pride.

He rolled up his sleeves, opened the fan in his hand, slapped it twice, closed it with a "bang!", and arched south with both hands.

"This is my great honor to thank me!"

"Xie not only met the Regent, but also said a few words of encouragement to Xie!"

"The hateful thing is that Gongsun Erniang..."

Xie Qingquan looked at him with a look of lingering: "If it weren't for Gongsun Erniang assassinating the Regent's... I would have sat at the Regent's table!"

"I was thinking about looking for an opportunity to ask the Regent to give me a poem, even if I write a sentence, it would be great."

"Why……"

"However, I will leave for Kyoto tomorrow to participate in the autumn examination. I think I will have the chance to see the Regent again in Kyoto!"

There are many people around Xie Qingquan!

These people all looked at Xie Qingquan with great envy.

At this moment someone asked: "Brother Xie, what does the Regent... look like?"

The fan in Xie Qingquan opened with a "brush" sound, and he stretched his neck and raised his head slightly.

"Regent, eight feet tall, and the elegance of the wind!"

"I took three steps in a row when he stood there!"

"That is the domineering aura on the Regent!"

"His eyes... are powerful without anger!"

"His God...is hard to see!"

"His literature can shock the world, and his martial arts can also weep ghosts and gods!"

"He... is the real civil and military genius in Ningguo for thousands of years. He is even brighter than this rising sun!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened. This... the Regent is so perfect?

Isn't it almost like God?

"Everyone, I know you can't believe it."

"Think about it, the killer of Gongsun Erniang and his fellow brothers suddenly attacked the Regent. If the Regent did not have the protection of the gods of the heavens, and without the protection of the domineering dragon energy... how could he be safe?"

"This is true..."

The word "long" didn't have an exit. On the stage, the Wenweng Academy was standing on it with a few old men.

The normal old master of Wenweng Academy interrupted Xie Qingquan's words.

"It's the spring season."
To be continued...