After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 575
Zhaohua 24th April [-]th.

The annual outing spring literature meeting of Wenweng Academy in Chongqing Prefecture was officially held on the bank of the mountain lake in Sanlidi on the outskirts of the city.

This is a flourishing literary world in Chongqing Prefecture.

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

Shanse Lake is not big.

It is located among a vast field, at the foot of the Western Hills.

If you stand on the west mountain and look at it, it is like a bright pearl inlaid on the green meadow.

A tall platform has already been set up beside the mountain lake, and this is the place where those talented scholars come to write poems on the stage.

The sun was just rising, it was still early, but there were already many people gathered under the platform.

Xia Hua is also here, but she is a little farther away from the crowd.

She already knew the poem by Li Chenan.

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

But she still came.

She wanted to see if there would be any poems comparable to it in this essay.

She also really wanted to know how the tens of thousands of young students would react when the old man recited Li Chenan's poem.

Lin Zifeng is also beside Xia Hua.

He didn't know that poem by Li Chenan.

He thought that Li Chen'an would come to participate.

Otherwise... why did Junior Sister wake up so early?

Why did you spend a cup of tea putting on makeup?
Women are the ones who please themselves!

Every move of the little junior sister is in Lin Zifeng's eyes.

He has been silent for two days.

Because he knew that little junior sister's heart could no longer accommodate anyone else!

He looked at the Xishan Mountain in the distance and sighed, Li Chen'an is like a dog!

Today's essay meeting is his forte!

It's time for him to show off again.

If he stood on that high platform and wrote an invincible poem with a pen... Little Junior Sister's heart has already been captured by him, if another guy comes, I don't know if it will fascinate Little Junior Sister!
What are you going to do next to the Tianshan Mountains? !
The same is true for Saburo, if His Royal Highness wants to kill Li Chen'an, wouldn't it be better for His Highness to invite a killer from the Dark Night Club to do the job!
Lin Zifeng was shocked suddenly.

Dark Night Party!
Yup!

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

It is not a sect in the arena.

Because the Dark Night Club doesn't have a mountain gate site at all, let alone set up any branch halls.

So no one knows who the leader of the Dark Night Club is, and no one knows what kind of people there are in the Dark Night Club.

They only do one thing -

Killing people entrusted by their employers!
The one who gives the money is the employer.

They only recognize money, and promise to kill those who deserve to be killed!

Once there was a rumor in the State of Wu, it is said that the Dark Night Club even said that as long as the money is given enough, they would even dare to kill the emperor!

Someone really contacted the emissary of the Dark Night Meeting through a special channel, and the result...killed the emperor, and received a billion taels of cash!

Too expensive.

No one can afford such a large sum of money.

This matter came to an end.

But it made the reputation of the Dark Night Club even louder.

The corner of Lin Zifeng's mouth curled up, and he finally showed a smile——

Junior Sister will definitely not kill Li Chenan again.

After returning to Wu country, he had to find the emissary of the Dark Night Society.

It might not take much money to kill Li Chenan.

Just when Lin Zifeng was thinking of this idea, there were more and more people here, and it became more and more noisy.

Xia Hua didn't notice the change in Lin Zifeng's expression. She was originally a person who liked to be quiet, but at this moment she was listening to what those handsome men and women were saying——

"Thank you brother!"

"Brother Zhong!"

"The eight talented people from Shuzhou are gathered here... I'm afraid there will be some shocking works in this spring festival today!"

"With the King Regent above, although we are famous as the Eight Talents of Shuzhou, the King Regent is a poetic fairy of our Ning Kingdom!"

"Brother Xie, do you mean that the Prince Regent will come to attend the literary conference?"

"Brother Dou, you can't say for sure!"

"By the way, Brother Xie, you were at the Shuijingtai a few days ago, did you really see the regent with your own eyes?"

A very proud smile suddenly appeared on Xie Qingquan's face.

He straightened his sleeves, opened the fan in his hand once, slapped it twice, and then closed it again with a "snap~!", cupped his fists and arched towards the south.

"It is my great honor to thank you!"

"Xie didn't just meet the regent, the regent also said a few words of encouragement to Xie!"

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

Xie Qingquan's eyes flickered: "If it hadn't been for that Gongsun Erniang who assassinated the king regent... I would be sitting next to the king regent!"

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

"Hey……"

"However, I will leave for Kyoto tomorrow to participate in the autumn after the essay meeting is over. I think I will have a chance to meet the regent again in Kyoto!"

Xie Qingquan was surrounded by many people!
These people all looked at Xie Qingquan with envy.

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

The fan in Xie Qingquan's hand opened again with a "swipe", he stretched his neck and raised his head slightly.

"The regent is eight feet tall, and the jade tree faces the wind!"

"When he stood there, I took three steps back!"

"That is the domineering aura of the regent!"

"His eyes... are not angry and majestic!"

"His god... is hard to look at!"

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

"He... is a true all-rounder in civil and military affairs in Ning Kingdom for thousands of years. He is more brilliant than this Chaoyang!"

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

Isn't it close to God?
"Gentlemen, I know you will find it hard to believe."

"Think about it, the killers from Gongsun Erniang and Tongpao Brothers Club suddenly attacked the regent. If the regent didn't have the protection of the gods and gods, and if he didn't have the overbearing dragon aura... how could he be safe?"

"This is true..."

There was no exit for the dragon character. On the stage, the courtyard of Wenweng Academy stood on it with several elders.

The normal old master from Wenweng Academy interrupted Xie Qingquan.

"It's late spring."

"A boy who is a classmate!"

"Everyone, you are lucky."

"You were born in the worst era, but you have met the best era that is just beginning!"

Old Master Chang raised his hands slightly, and said loudly:

"For more than twenty years, the building of Ningguo has been eroded by countless moths and riddled with holes."

"Just when the building was about to collapse, the regent awakened in Guangling under the blessing of heaven."

"That year he was 17 years old, the same age as everyone standing here!"

"He came to Yujing from Guangling, and his poems and articles spread all over the world from Yujing."

"His deeds... also spread all over the world!"

"He influenced all living beings with poems and articles, and he reorganized the court with thunder!"

"Currently, Ningguo has seen a clear and bright scene."

"Many students at the station will also go to Kyoto to participate in this year's Enke Qiuwei."

"I'm here to wish you a bright future, and I want to tell you something first..."

"If you can be named on the gold list... to be an official under the regent, remember to examine yourself three times, and remember the lessons learned from the past!"

"Don't use your necks to try the knife in the regent's hand!"

"Writing can cultivate one's body and convey the way."

"Today's literary meeting will be themed on spring outing... All students, you can enjoy writing books. Your masterpieces will be engraved on the Millennium Stele of Wenweng Academy."

"If he can win the words of the regent king... his name will be kept in the Hall of Fame of Wen Weng Pavilion!"

(End of this chapter)