Dad: The Beginning Of The Game, The Empress Brought Her Daughter To My House And Forced Me To Marry

Chapter 170 The appearance of Donghuang Ziyou is indeed beyond doubt!

Under the leadership of Meng Changsheng, Lin Xuan entered the imperial city in a mighty chariot.

Along the way, countless people stopped and watched.

Because many people recognized the chariot that took the lead, it was the imperial chariot exclusively used by the emperor.

So they are all guessing.

In the other chariot, who is the big man, who can let the monarch of Blue Wind Nation personally lead the team to greet him.

It is different from the unknown passers-by outside the palace.

Blue Wind Nation's top giants and nobles, princes and ministers have long known that Lin Xuan is coming.

Therefore, thousands of people waited early outside the palace gate, eagerly waiting.

The man who wanted to see Empress Xuan Bing with his own eyes was so splendid.

Especially those royal daughters of the youthful age, they even guessed in their hearts that Lin Xuanding was a beautiful man rare in the world.

Therefore, they were more eager to see how handsome Lin Xuan was.

Soon, as the royal guard of honor came slowly, everyone showed excited expressions.

"Beixuan Heavenly Emperor is finally going to show his face!"

When the convoy stopped, Meng Changsheng got off the bus first and trotted to Lin Xuan's car to ask him to get off.

This scene, watching everyone present.

But everyone thought about it, Bei Xuan Heavenly Emperor was extremely noble.

Even if the monarch personally serves, it is reasonable!

After Lin Xuan took his daughters out of the car door, the audience burst into exclamations.

"Sure enough, as I thought, Bei Xuan Heavenly Emperor is really like a fairy!"

"God, he is too handsome!"

"I'm so envious of Empress Xuanbing, to have such a man!"

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to salute Lin Xuan.

"I've seen Difu!"

Lin Xuan bowed slightly to everyone in return.

Being so polite, but not losing the demeanor of the superior, everyone was amazed again.

Subsequently.

Lin Xuan followed Meng Changsheng and walked into the Great Hall with a group of royals to gather together and have a good time.

Seeing that Lin Xuan was able to face everyone's toasts with ease, his face remained unchanged after a few rounds.

The royal family couldn't help but let out a sigh: "The emperor is really huge, a thousand cups are not drunk!"

Since the little girls were in a hurry to attend the temple fair, the party ended in a hurry.

Accompanied by Meng Changsheng and more than a dozen princes and ministers, Lin Xuan took his daughters out of the palace gate to the place where the temple fair was located.

Dragon King Mountain Temple on the west side of the Royal Palace.

Looking around, there is a sea of ​​people in front of you, the incense is lingering, and the light and shadow are bright.

A variety of snacks and amusement facilities are dazzling, and it is very lively.

Meng Changsheng said: "The Dragon King Temple Fair in my country is the largest temple fair in the nearby hundred countries."

"Not only is there a gathering of food and entertainment from all over the world, but also a variety of talented people come on stage, which is quite interesting!"

Lin Xuan nodded slightly: "It does look like what you said."

Meng Changsheng immediately showed a smile on his face.

The emperor's words obviously really praised himself for governing the country well, so that the country was prosperous and the people were prosperous and prosperous.

To be so affirmed by the emperor, he felt that he was a very competent monarch!

As Lin Xuan walked into the temple fair, all kinds of passers-by took the initiative to avoid a path.

Although Meng Changsheng and others changed into casual clothes, they still couldn't hide their aristocratic spirit.

And Lin Xuan, who was surrounded by their stars, was like an immortal, making people afraid to approach blasphemy|blasphemy.

So, although the temple fair is crowded.

Lin Xuan's journey was unobstructed, and he looked very strange.

"Look, Dad, there is an old grandfather sitting on the high platform with his back to everyone. It's so interesting!"

Xuanzhu pointed to a high platform ahead and said.

Then the little girls took Lin Xuan and walked there quickly, wanting to see what interesting things happened.

Lin Xuan saw that the old man on the high platform had his back to everyone.

In front of him, there is a huge picture of a beautiful woman.

This painting is exquisitely crafted and lifelike.

The women painted in it are like Celestial Immortals.

Taifu Han Wenjie, who was beside Meng Changsheng, said, "This madman Du really knows how to join in the fun. He really has him everywhere!"

Xuanzhu asked curiously, "Grandpa, do you know the old grandpa on the high platform?"

Han Wenjie nodded and smiled:

"Naturally know. His name is Du Lingfeng, and he is a rare genius with both poetry and painting!"

"And because he was obsessed with painting and writing poetry all his life, he was called 'Du Lunzi'!"

"Then why is he sitting here with his back to everyone?" Xuanxi then asked.

Han Wenjie said: "That's because he painted a picture of a beautiful woman that is unique in the world, but he feels that no beautiful poem can match the beauty in his painting."

"So, whenever we have a major temple fair in Wuliangtian, he will appear with this painting, waiting for a poem that can be written that fits the beauty in his painting."

"If he can't write it, he won't turn around to take a look, and he will even mock a few words. So the literati in this world likes to compete with him, so he has to turn around and take a look at himself!"

"Oh, then this Grandpa Du is really interesting!"

Xuanzhu and the others immediately set their eyes on Du Lingfeng's back.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed elegantly and graceful stepped onto the high platform.

Seeing him appear, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"Hey~ isn't this our Infinite Heaven's Poetry King Qi White Tiger?"

"Yes, it is indeed him!"

In the spotlight.

Poetry King Qi White Tiger doesn't talk too much. He writes and writes on the desk behind Du Lingfeng.

In less than five breaths, he wrote two poems.

"Winky eyes closed shyly, Dan's lips opened with a smile."

When he read these two lines, the audience was full of admiration.

"As expected of a generation of poets!"

"Just two sentences, let a peerless beauty jump on the paper, it's really amazing!"

"I admire you!"

...

Qi White Tiger couldn't help but smile when he heard everyone's praise.

He is confident enough to impress the madman Du Lingfeng.

Unexpectedly, Du Lingfeng sneered sarcastically: "The king of poetry, that's all!"

Qi White Tiger frowned slightly and said, "Are these two sentences of mine not worthy of the beauty you drew?"

Du Lingfeng said without moving:

"The four words of winking eyes and lips, only the appearance of a beauty is written, but have you written the temperament and charm of this beauty?"

"You claim to be the king of poetry, but you are so superficial, it's really disappointing!"

Hearing his words, Qi White Tiger couldn't help but look sullen and embarrassed.

Gritting his teeth, Qi White Tiger sighed, then turned and walked off the high platform.

Indeed, Du Lingfeng's evaluation is very objective, he did not write the temperament of the beauty in the painting.

However, it is easy to write, but difficult to write.

His lifelong pursuit of writing poetry.

In order to prove his own talent, he specially Closed Door Training for a year, and after thinking hard about Meditation two beautiful poems, he came out here.

Unexpectedly, he was still beaten by Du Lingfeng in the head.

And as Qi White Tiger left the stage sadly, everyone in the audience silently shook their heads.

Since Du Lingfeng put up this painting, countless talented writers have failed in front of him.

Now even a generation of Poetry Kings are leaving so lonely, it seems that it is really difficult for anyone in this world to be recognized by Du Lingfeng!

"Taifu, you are very talented in writing, why don't you try it?" Meng Changsheng said at this time.

Han Wenjie quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"Going back to your majesty, the old minister has already thought about it in his heart, but I really can't think of any sentence that can compare to the beauty in Du Lingfeng's painting!"

When Xuanzhu and the others heard this, they could not help but nodded silently: "Yes, Aunt in the painting is very beautiful!"

Xuan You couldn't help but add: "But I still can't compare with my mother!"

This sentence made Meng Changsheng, Han Wenjie and others couldn't help but agree.

"Her Majesty Empress Xuanbing is the number one immortal face of Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, how can the woman in this painting be compared to her?"

Lin Xuan nodded slightly, the appearance of Donghuang Ziyou was indeed beyond doubt.

Afterwards, he was ready to take his daughters to other places to play.

At this time, an old man in white came over and saluted Lin Xuan: "So Mr. is here too!"

Han Wenjie looked at Wu Caiyong, the old man in white, in surprise: "Wu Daru, why do you call the emperor a gentleman?"

Wu Yongcai was the head of the Blue Wind Academy, and he was a famous scholar in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain.

Although Han Wenjie is an official servant, he still has to regard Wu Yongcai as a teacher in terms of his literary attainments.

Wu Yongcai said with a smile: "In the last discussion in the literary forum, I had seen the emperor's style with my own eyes."

"Difu is the sage of literature that we all respect in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain. He is unparalleled in the world, so he should be called Mr.!"

"So it is!" Han Wenjie looked surprised.

Meng Changsheng took the opportunity to say, "Emperor, since you are a sage in the world, you must show a little talent for the world to admire!"

Wu Yongcai nodded: "Yes, there are many literati and writers now watching Du Lingfeng's paintings."

"Sir, why don't you take this opportunity to open the eyes of the people in this world!"

Han Wenjie and other princes and ministers also tried their best to persuade Lin Xuan to come to power.

When Xuanzhu and the others saw this, they naturally wanted to see Daddy's glorious appearance, so they urged Lin Xuan to come on stage quickly.

Being pulled by the four little girls, Lin Xuan had no choice but to step onto the stage with a face that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After searching the Xuanjue Heavenly Book at random, combined with the beauty in the painting, he wrote two poems on the paper.

(End of this chapter)