Being famous was indeed different. There were wild bees and lascivious butterflies everywhere. Lin Wanrong thought coquettishly in his heart. When he got near, he cupped his hands and smiled, "Ladies, are you calling me? Hello everyone, I am Lin San. Nice to meet you ladies. "
Those who did not know Lin San, upon seeing his unique attire, knew that this must be the little servant Lin San who had been in the limelight recently. Other than his looks, they could not see any abilities.
A few ladies that he had met at the academy pulled Lin San and chattered, "Brother Lin San, I heard that you defeated the couplet king of the seven northern provinces. You are so powerful!"
"Third brother, third brother, how did you think of becoming an imperial scholar when you are not old? How did you feel at that time? Did you feel insulted? Was it because you wanted to stand up for us Jiangnan scholars? "
"Third brother, where did you learn this magic trick? Can you demonstrate it live? "
Lin Wanrong smiled bitterly and shook his head. When these girls gathered together, they were quite open-minded. It was just that they looked a bit scary.
As for the other scholars, there were not many who had attended the banquet that day. They did not personally see how Lin San defeated Shen Banshan. They had all heard the rumors. Now that they looked at this little servant, there was some curiosity in their eyes, but more of it was disdain and jealousy.
Human nature was full of different forms. Lin Wanrong looked at everyone's expressions and sighed in his heart. Luo Ning smiled and said, "Brother Lin, how do you feel having so many followers?"
"Hmm, it seems that next time I will publish a collection of poetry couplets. It will be called" Lin San and Couplets ". Maybe it can sell for a lot of money." Lin Wanrong joked.
Luo Ning smiled and said, "Do you still need to think about it? Someone has already thought of it. Right now, the storytellers in the teahouses and wine shops have compiled the story of your time in Hangzhou's Qing Yu Lou and your elegant demeanor at grandmother's birthday party into a story, which they are now preaching in the teahouses. "
Lin Wanrong laughed. It sounded good to have someone doing free publicity, but he really wanted to keep a low profile.
Lin Wanrong pointed at a few scholars who were glaring at him like tigers watching their prey and said, "Miss Lo, where are those people from? He doesn't look like a scholar from Jinling. "
Luo Ning nodded and said, "Brother Lin has a good eye. The Jinling Poetry Competition is about to begin, and those people are all scholars from the north. We're going on an excursion with them today. "
Lin Wanrong said, "Don't tell me you're also from the Northern Seven Provinces Book Club? Aren't you here to seek revenge for Shen Banshan? "
Luo Ning nodded and said, "The Northern Seven Provinces Book Club is open to all scholars who haven't passed the first rank. I think they are the same. Brother, to tell you the truth, ever since you defeated Shen Banshan, more scholars have come to participate in the Jinling Poetry Competition. There are also many elites from the north. I'm afraid the battle between the north and the south is unavoidable. "
"With competition, there will be development. This is good." Lin Wanrong smiled and said. Scholars don't differentiate between north and south, but organizations like the Northern Seven Provinces Book Club have drawn a geographical boundary for themselves. This is why there is a battle between the north and the south.
"But we, the Jinling Poetry Society, as the host of this poetry competition, can't lose face." Luo Ning smiled and said, "That's why I want to pull you in and make you the treasure of our society."
Treasure of the society? Sweat, how can I get this title? Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Alright, then I'll be thick-skinned and be your treasure. I hope you won't be disappointed."
Hearing his nonsense, Luo Ning let out a soft sigh and blushed. She was so shy that she didn't dare to speak to him anymore.
After meeting up with the scholars from the Jinling Academy and the north, they set off for the outside of the city. Lin Wanrong was the most eye-catching among them, regardless of his attire or skin color. Naturally, he attracted a lot of attention. Along the way, a few ladies followed beside him, constantly handing over their newly written poems for him to correct. From time to time, there would be a hint of love in their eyes.
How could Lin Wanrong have such thoughts? She threw the books of the few young ladies to Young Master Biao's hands and said with a smile, "This little knowledge of mine was all taught by my Young Master. Everyone should look for him to correct me …"
The Young Cousin picked up the letters and pretended to say, "Miss, this' spring wind tickles my heart 'is not appropriate. Why don't you change it to' spring wind caresses my chest '?"
Luo Ning had already gotten off the sedan and walked beside Lin Wanrong. She smiled and said, "Brother Lin, in a few days, I'm afraid that all the ladies in Jinling City will be enchanted by your talent."
Enchanted my ass, I'd rather they be enchanted by my strong chest muscles. Lin Wanrong shook his head and said, "Miss Luo, you said that an important person is coming today. Do you know how important this important person is?" He thought for a moment, could it be Xu Wei? Impossible, this old man is busy exterminating the White Lotus and cleaning up the bureaucracy in Jiangsu. His whereabouts are very secretive. Why would he appear in public? Could it be that he is also trying to "keep a low profile" like me?
Luo Ning smiled and said, "It's my teacher when I was in Beijing's Jinghua Academy. She is also a famous female scholar in the north. She is quite famous among the scholars in the north and south. For people like us who study poetry, of course, she is an important person."
"Female scholar?" Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment and said, "How old is she? Is it the Female Chancellor who gave us the couplet last time? "
Luo Ning shook her head and said, "It's not her. This person is my teacher. She is already in her fifties or sixties. She specially came from Beijing this year to participate in the Jinling Poetry Competition. She just arrived yesterday. Today, we specially invited her to go on a trip. "
Lin Wanrong nodded. It was Jinghua Academy again. This Jinghua Academy was probably equivalent to Peking University in this era. Even an old lady from there dared to call herself a Chinese scholar. She was even an important person in the eyes of Luo Ning and the others. She was indeed unfathomable. If there was a chance, he could send Second Miss there to further her studies.
As the group chatted, they had already reached the outskirts of the city. Although it was early winter, there were still green mountains and clear waters. Endless fields came into view. Amidst the dense fog, a few farmers who had woken up early were diligently plowing the fields with their plows and harrows, looking very relaxed.
Lin Wanrong took a deep breath of the air. It felt good to travel early in the morning with fresh air.
The group stopped in front of a pavilion and saw two figures slowly walking towards them from afar. The one in front was a woman wearing a white robe that reflected the flowers. She looked to be in her fifties or sixties, and the hair on her temples was white. Her expression was serious, and her eyes were cold as if she didn't like anyone she saw.
Luo Ning hurriedly lifted her long skirt and ran over. She bowed respectfully and said, "Ning 'er greets teacher."
This was Luo Ning's teacher? She looked like Abbess Miejue. She was probably not a good person. The students also hurriedly went forward and greeted, "Student greets Mei Guoxue."
Looking at the respectful looks of the students, this Mei Guoxue seemed to be an important person. Lin Wanrong pulled Guo Wuchang and said, "Young Master, do you know this Mei Guoxue?"
"Well, I don't usually walk around the capital, so I don't really know her," the Young Cousin said shamelessly.
However, a young lady who followed Lin San said, "Third Brother, this Mei Yanqiu is a famous Chinese scholar in the capital. I heard that many famous scholars came from her. Even many high officials and nobles in the capital are fighting to be her disciples."
Lin Wanrong let out an 'oh' sound. This Mei Yanqiu actually took in some high officials and nobles as her disciples. Why does she have such a stern face? It's as if I owe her a few hundred coins.
Mei Yanqiu helped Luo Ning up and said, "Good, good. Ning 'er, I haven't seen you for a few years. You've become even more beautiful." Luo Ning shyly responded with two red clouds floating on her face.
Mei Yanqiu nodded and said to Luo Ning, "Ning 'er, after you left the capital, I took in a new disciple. You should also come and get to know him." She nodded to the person behind her and said with a smile, "Come out and meet Ning 'er."
A person walked out from behind Mei Yanqiu and bowed to Luo Ning, "This one is Zhao Kangning. Greetings Miss Luo."
Luo Ning was startled. She didn't expect that this young prince would appear here. He even inexplicably became her master's disciple.
Mei Yanqiu said, "The young prince is kind-hearted, knowledgeable, and talented. I took him as my disciple when I was in the capital. You two should get to know each other better in the future."
As soon as the scholars and talented women of the Jin 'ling Bookstore heard that the elegant and handsome young master in front of them was the world famous Young Prince Ning, they immediately burst into an uproar. The young ladies who were surrounding Lin San all rushed in front of the young prince. Compared to the servant Lin San, the young prince's identity was obviously more like a rich husband.
The bustling crowd around Lin San disappeared in the blink of an eye. Lin Wanrong sighed. Motherf * cker, the Crown Prince's party was really charming. Even if he was a pile of dog poop, as long as it was stained with the word 'royal', it would still be fragrant.
The Young Cousin indignantly said, "What's so good about the young prince? He's not as good-looking as me, and he's not even as talented as Lin San. Isn't it just because he has a good father?"
Luo Ning stood in front of her master. She didn't know whether to stand or leave. Zhao Kangning, on the other hand, was gentle and courteous. He talked and laughed, causing the surrounding scholars and talented women to cheer.
Motherf * cker, you're just blindly bluffing. I'm going to rest. Lin Wanrong found a place and pulled the Young Cousin to sit down. The two depressed people lay down to rest.
After an unknown amount of time, they suddenly heard a warm applause. Lin Wanrong opened his eyes and saw many scholars and talented women surrounding Zhao Kangning and Mei Yanqiu.
Zhao Kangning said with a smile, "Since all of you are praising me, then Kangning will show my incompetence." He pondered for a while and saw a few figures coming from afar. He smiled and said, "My first couplet is, one sheep leads two lambs."
Lin Wanrong followed his gaze and immediately exploded with anger.
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