Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

Lu Lin: ...

if not?

Chapter 280 The Great Change of Living People

Originally, everyone was only concerned about making money, and no one noticed Lu Lin at all.

As a result, Zhang Xin'er jumped out and blocked him back.

"Sister, please let me go."

Zhang Xin'er put her hips on her hips, and said domineeringly: "Since ancient times, when picking up a bride, one has to go through the hurdle of her family's family. If you pick it up so easily, you won't be bullying her in the future."

"Yes, yes, we can't let them in so easily."

What logic is this?

"alright."

Lu Lin didn't intend to get away with it.

"What do you want, tell me."

At this time, Chang Ning also ran out, thinking for a while: "Today is a happy day, Master Hou wrote a poem, if Jiaxing listens and likes it, you will pass the test."

poetry?

The ancients were really troublesome, marrying a daughter-in-law had to compose poems.

"If you are successful, you will write poetry when you write poetry."

Lu Lin thought for a while, and said directly: "It's advisable to drink wine, and grow old with you. The piano is in the palace, so it's better to be quiet."

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count."

Chang Ning was the first to jump out and object.

"That's right, what kind of poem are you talking about? Are you bullying us for not having studied? This is clearly from the Book of Songs."

Since when did Zhang Xin'er become so cultured?

Lu Lin felt a little resentful, bowed his head and said to Xu Jingchang, "Take care of your wife."

Xu Jingchang shrugged and expressed his apology: "I can't control it."

"Don't care if it's my poem or not, just ask Jiaxing if he likes it."

Lu Lin began to play tricks, and he finally understood that this group of people didn't ask him to write poems at all, but they clearly wanted to block him.

They are lively and lively, laughing and joking.

Jiaxing sat quietly in the room, covered with a red hijab, waiting for Lu Lin to come in to pick her up.

The servant girl came back and reported: "Princess, my uncle was blocked by the grandson and asked him to compose a poem, otherwise he will not be allowed in."

Then he recounted the poem written by Lu Lin.

Jiaxing couldn't help snickering, what kind of poetry is this, it's obviously plagiarized.

But let the servant girl go out and tell them that she likes this poem.

When the people on Lu Lin's side heard that the princess liked it, they immediately cheered.

"Have you heard it? If the bride says she likes it, then this question is over."

"That's right, whether the poem is good or not, the bride has the final say, you don't count."

After all, he was about to hug Lu Lin and rush in, but how could he let people go like this, and quickly blocked them again.

"No, no, no, I just wrote a poem. We heard that Master Hou has a lot of talents, so we have to perform it."

"Yes, yes, let's put on a show."

Lu Lin knew that they would not let him go so easily, so he raised his hand to calm them down.

"Quiet quiet."

"Perform a little bit, no problem."

When he spoke, everyone looked at him happily.

"What are you performing?"

Lu Lin thought for a while: "How about acting something you haven't seen before, and transforming into a living person?"

"The big change?"

A group of people are fresh, how can this change?

"How?"

"I just went from the door to the inside."

what?

Does this work?

How can it be?

"Okay, you change, I'll see how you change."

Zhang Xin'er and the others looked at him eagerly, wanting to see how he would change.

Lu Lin didn't ink any ink, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to change.

But suddenly it stopped again: "No, the location is too small, you all need to disperse outside, changing this place requires a lot, and there will be a puff of green smoke coming out soon, so don't hurt you."

Seeing that he spoke decently, everyone obediently retreated to the periphery, leaving a large space for him, waiting to see how he would change.

Lu Lin rubbed his hands, stomped his feet, and pretended to be ready.

Seeing that he looked decent, everyone thought it was true, and all of them watched his every move with concentration.

At this moment, Lu Lin saw the opportunity and rushed inside.

Just now everyone gathered at the door, unable to rush in at all.

But now that the crowd has dispersed, there is a row of people standing at the door, and it is not dense.