The family is too invincible, forcing the system to be blackened and upgraded

"..."

Looking at the front of my eyes, I reluctantly parted with Song Wanjun who didn't want to give more than what I wanted to give.

He lowered his gaze again and looked at the contents on the roll of rice paper.

receive?

How to charge?Looking carefully at the expression on Song Wanjun's face, Chen Mu was really worried.

If she accepts it, she will be depressed for a while.

What's more, this thing was originally sold because it was useless for me to keep.

Take it back... sell it again?

Ye Qingcheng saw Chen Mu's embarrassment, so he took the initiative to take a step forward and said, "Miss Song, in fact, this writing was written by the young master himself, and I will take it to the auction city to sell."

As soon as these words came out, Song Wanjun's complexion went from frozen to unbelievable, and immediately, there seemed to be twinkling stars in his eyes.

Meaning of worship, uncontrolled overflow.

Even though he already knew the answer, he still couldn't help opening his mouth, and asked again and again, "Young master, this poem, no, all these poems, are you writing them?!"

Chen Mu could clearly feel that Song Wanjun's respect for him at this moment was more from the bottom of his heart than before.

"It was indeed written by me." Chen Mu nodded and admitted.

This is not something to be ashamed of, and there is no need to hide it.

Hearing this, the old eunuch felt that this fate is really wonderful!

Maybe there is still a chance for the marriage?

Chen Tianlin on the side stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of rice paper on the table, held it up with both hands, and murmured softly, "One body fought for three thousand miles, and one sword once became a million master!"

To be honest, Chen Tianlin didn't have much research on calligraphy and poetry.

But right now, coupled with the words that are so masculine and willow-boned, the words that penetrate the back of the paper, and such overbearing verses, even he can't help but be deeply touched.

My son, how talented are you?

Pick up a few more, and the more you look at it, the more surging your heart is, and it is difficult to cool down.

It is not difficult to understand why even Song Wanjun, who is the most talented woman in the Great Wu Dynasty, would show such admiration after learning that these poems were written by her own son.

"The eldest princess came from afar, and I don't have anything to give. Since you like my poems so much, I'll write a special one for you."

Chen Mu wrapped the rice paper with aura, opened it, spread it flat, and stood in the air.

Then he took out the brush, dipped it in the ink that Ye Qingcheng had ground, held it on his back with one hand, raised the other hand, and danced quickly on the rice paper.

Beautiful posture, pleasing to the eye.

Song Wanjun, Chen Lintian and others hurried to Chen Mu's side, impatient to see the poem he wrote.

Chen Tianlin read out:

"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

"If it weren't for the meeting at the top of Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon!"

"Okay, well written!"

The old eunuch also admired sincerely, "When I see the clouds, I think of her gorgeous clothes, and when I see the flowers, I think of her gorgeous face. She is so beautiful, she is either the fluttering fairy on the top of the Jade Mountain, or the moonlit goddess in front of the Yaotai Palace!"

In his opinion, this poem is perfectly suitable to describe Song Wanjun.

Enough to reflect her beauty!

"Thank you, Young Master, for the reward, Jun Wan will definitely cherish it!" Song Wanjun's pretty face blushed, and her voice was a little weak.

He deliberately buried his head, not wanting to be seen.

"Since that's the case, I won't keep two more people." Chen Mu asked Ye Qingcheng to be in charge of seeing off the guests.

Song Wanjun hesitated to speak, turned around and left Qingyun Mansion together with the old eunuch.

"Mu'er, being a father won't disturb your cultivation anymore."

Chen Mu could see that what Chen Tianlin said was that he just wanted to go back as soon as possible and make himself a cup of Enlightenment tea.

Don't tell me if you see through, "Father, walk slowly."

Before leaving, perhaps he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to accept such a precious Enlightenment Tea Cake empty-handed.

Or, after worrying that Chen Juexin would find out about this matter, he would scold himself.

After Chen Tianlin walked a few steps, he came back again.

With a wave of his hand, three jade bottles, a total of fifty ninth-grade pills, appeared on the stone table.

"These pills, I think, should be enough for your breakthrough."

Looking at those bottles of pills, Chen Mu just wanted to say:

In cultivation, isn’t it all about breathing?

However, no matter what, it was Chen Tianlin's wish, and Chen Mu did not refuse, "Thank you, father."

Thinking about staying, there will always be times when it will come in handy.

Even if you don't need it yourself, you can still give it to others, earn rebates, win people's hearts and so on.

Outside Qingyun Mansion.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng who closed the courtyard door tightly, Song Wanjun's thoughts were complicated.

Seeing Chen Tianlin passing by, he was about to walk away, and immediately said, "Holy Master, please stay!"

"What else is the eldest princess?" Chen Tianlin stopped, and continued: "If it is related to the marriage between the two families, Mu'er disagrees, I really can't make the decision, I hope you understand."

"I am a person who doesn't like to force others."

Song Wanjun shook her head, "That's not the case. I want to ask the Holy Master to let me stay in Tianyuan Holy Land. I would like to become a disciple of Tianyuan Holy Land."

"Princess Dawuchang, do you want to enter my Tianyuan Holy Land?" Chen Tianlin looked embarrassed.

How could Chen Tianlin not know about Song Wanjun's careful thinking.

This son of mine is guilty of peach blossoms!

Sensing Chen Tianlin's eyes looking towards him, the old eunuch hurriedly said: "I think His Majesty will definitely agree."

From the old eunuch's point of view, since it is impossible to get married, letting Song Wanjun stay in the Tianyuan Holy Land and act as a proton is an alternative.

Everyone knows that Song Ao dotes on Song Wanjun, and keeping her in Tianyuan Holy Land is equivalent to taking advantage of Song Ao's weakness.

In this way, Tianyuan Holy Land no longer has to worry about whether the Great Wu Dynasty will have a heart of rebellion.

The old eunuch couldn't help admiring Song Wanjun's intelligence.

As everyone knows, what she thinks in her mind is completely different from what Song Wanjun thinks, they are not on the same level at all.

"In that case, take this token and report to the inner courtyard." Chen Tianlin transformed a token and handed it to Song Wanjun.

He made an exception and promoted her to be a disciple of the inner court.

After all, she is a princess of a country, and she is very likely to become her own daughter-in-law in the future. She can't be allowed to start as a handyman like everyone else, right?

"Thank you, Holy Master." Song Wanjun raised his hands and took the token respectfully.

Looking up again, Chen Tianlin had disappeared without a trace.

"Eunuch Yan, I will trouble you from the royal father's side." Song Wanjun said to the old eunuch.

"Princess, don't worry, this old servant will do his best!"

Based on what he saw and heard in Qingyun Mansion today, the old eunuch believed that after Song Ao heard this, he would definitely praise Song Wanjun for his flexible thinking.

Immediately, the two separated.

The old eunuch walked towards the flying boat.

Song Wanjun turned around and went to the inner courtyard to report, admiring the poem Chen Mu gave her while walking, admiring constantly.

On the face, the blush is even better than before.

No matter how much other people praise, in her eyes, it can't compare with these four lines of poems.

Realize that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!

……

As for Chen Tianlin, he had already returned to the Holy Master's Mansion.

Gudu Gudu!

Quickly boil a pot of cold water in the palm of your hand.

Then carefully break off a corner of the tea leaves and put them in it.

Putting the lid on the pot, I couldn't wait, "It's been half a year since I last drank this Enlightenment tea. I hope this time I have the opportunity to experience it again, so that the body and mind can be refreshed when suddenly enlightened."

The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to achieve enlightenment.

Especially for someone as strong as Chen Tianlin.

Correspondingly, however, the return that one epiphany can obtain is much higher than that of others.

Looking at the big enlightenment tea cake in his hand.

Thinking, no matter what, you can have an epiphany once, right?

Chen Tianlin thought he was lucky.

Little did he know that this Enlightenment tea was completely different from the Enlightenment tea he was familiar with.