[Liao Zhai] I live in Lanruo Temple

As the immortals who went to search for Liu Qingyu and asked for poems came back with a full load, the bustling small circle that belonged to them originally spread to the underworld unexpectedly but within reason.

Perhaps more people who participated did not like this way from the heart, but just followed the vulgarity, but it really set off a style of writing.

A large number of Yin officials and ghost messengers imitated the immortals and Suoshi. Since Liu Qingyu was in danger in the underworld and served as the king of Hades for a while, and his power was still there, they dared not harass Liu Qingyu herself.

Therefore, the eyes of the Yin officials and ghosts all shifted to Wang Keshou, Ning Caichen and An Youyu.

The three of them once presented poems to the Mountain God together with Liu Qingyu. Although their reputation was not as famous as Liu Qingyu's, it was spread among immortals and ghosts and attracted a lot of praise.

Once the three of Wang Keshou fell asleep at night, there would always be many Yin officials and ghosts who would enter their dreams.

Ning Caichen and An Youyu were quite frightened at first, but they became flattered immediately after learning their true purpose.But every day, either writing poems in a dream or participating in a poetry meeting held by the yin officials in a dream, no one can bear it. In the end, Ning Caichen and the others have become numb.

"Ghosts are floating in the underworld recently!"

After processing the official documents, Wei Pan took the Yin officials to go out to inspect, and he couldn't help sighing when he saw all kinds of things in the underworld.

"Thanks to Mr. Liu Dalang's blessings in the underworld in the past, my lord and I have rectified the atmosphere of the underworld. Compared with the smoky atmosphere in the past, it is now a great deal." The subordinate replied with a smile.

Another Yin official said: "What's more, today's impetuousness is caused by poetry. They just have a little hobby of asking scholars for poetry. It's really not a bad thing. It's better than accepting bribes, being greedy and corrupt, and doing a lot of things. Something that violates the iron bars of the law of hell."

"That makes sense." Wei Pan pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, then whispered after a pause: "Recently, I've often felt numb for no reason. I'm afraid there will be a big change in the world. It's not easy to maintain peace in the underworld. They have something to do. Alright, so that you don't get too idle and don't know what to do, and you will hurt yourself and the hell."

Under the attitude of the upper echelons of the underworld, the ghost messengers and the Yin officials were not restrained. When Liu Qingyu had the opportunity to gather with a few people again, he saw three pairs of identical panda eyes.

Liu Qingyu couldn't help but chuckle.

Ning Caichen said aggrievedly: "Don't laugh now, the guests in the underworld are too enthusiastic. When I came here, I met some teachers and teachers. Seeing the expressions on the faces of the three of us, they thought that we lived too much at night, and everyone tried to persuade them to pay attention to the influence. To be ashamed to death."

An Youyu said with a crying expression: "When it gets dark, you have to 'pick up guests', and you can relax when it's dawn. It's also a 'pickup', but compared with the one in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, we are all whitewashed. Whoring, it's too sad."

Wang Keshou, who looked like he was about to ascend to heaven, slightly opened his lifeless dead fish eyes and uttered words with difficulty. "As humble as I am, I don't want to talk."

Mu Yunxing's enchantment was reduced by him from the whole house to only Liu Qingyu's bedroom. Wang Keshou was not under the protection, and because he had a better relationship with Liu Qingyu, he was the most difficult of the three.

Liu Qingyu suppressed a smile, "I'm sorry everyone, I've hurt you all."

"I don't know why recently, there have been a lot of nourishing celestial herbs sent by the gods one after another. Take some back and make a good supplement."

It's not that Liu Qingyu didn't know the reason why the immortals donated the medicine, but it was rather embarrassing to say it, so he simply pretended not to know the reason for Ning Caichen and the others.

In fact, the reason is simple to say.

After visiting Liu Qingyu that day, the immortals came several times one after another, and every night they found a barrier covering Liu Qingyu's bedroom, and they would not leave until dawn.

With so few little wits, it is certain that some immortal will have a tryst with Liu Qingyu at night.

Thinking that mortals are far weaker than immortals, and that Liu Qingyu is a thin and weak scholar, his body may not be able to handle it, so the little clever fairies began to give Liu Qingyu medicinal materials for nourishing yin and nourishing yang in different ways.

Liu Qingyu began a long silence.

Then he turned around and gave them all to those gentlemen who were old and strong and had more than a dozen concubines in their families.

Then something embarrassing happened again.

After the gentlemen used it, the effect was so good that one or two sneaked to Liu Qingyu's door to ask for it.

As a result, they all chose to come to the door at about the same time on the same day, and they all met together.

Dali Siqing and others looked at each other and found that they had the same purpose, so they all abandoned their old faces.

They ate and drank tea around Liu Qingyu, and gathered together to discuss which medicinal material was more effective and felt better. The scale of the conversation broke through the sky, and there was no integrity.

Sure enough, it was the old gingers who made the show.

Since then, Liu Qingyu has been afraid of the gentlemen like tigers, avoiding them all the time.This is how similar to the situation when the gentlemen regarded Liu Qingyu hiding in Tibet like a wolf, tiger and leopard.

Mere tonic medicinal materials are actually more popular than the brushes and inkstones he got from the mountain gods and Luocha Haishi.

Are you still a qualified literati? ! !

Next time, all the medicinal materials will be given to the second princess of Xuanju Kingdom, who needs to use them even more now that she has enthroned as the emperor and has recruited dozens of imperial husbands.

Liu Qingyu thought that way at the time, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. In the end, the second princess of Xuanju Kingdom didn't see the shadow of the medicinal materials, but instead made Ning Caichen and the others cheaper first.

"Brother Liu, it is widely spread that you are a once-in-a-century poetry talent. As far as I know, there are already more than a dozen scholar associations preparing to post to you in the next chapter. Brother Liu, make preparations as soon as possible. It's up to you to work hard." Ning Caichen was full of sympathy, and patted Liu Qingyu's shoulder twice to comfort him.

There is no smoke in the battle between literati, but sometimes it is difficult to deal with ghosts and gods.There will be many times the first time, and it may not be easy to stop.

Liu Qingyu picked up the tea lid and pushed aside the tea leaves in the cup, said calmly, "No, I don't have time to talk to you."

The merits are about to be enough, and troubles will only become more frequent. He doesn't think he will have much free time.

"I personally think it's inappropriate to have so many posts. Brother Liu can accept not all posts, but it's best not to reject them all."

An Youyu rubbed her sore eyes, and then said: "Otherwise, I will offend some narrow-minded members of the association, and the other party will definitely spread the word that you are as cowardly as a mouse and surrender without a fight. Those people's mouths hurt people." Let’s come to a set, it’s light to make arrangements to belittle your vain reputation, I’m afraid that some people will use dirty tricks to deal with you.”

"Brother An is right." Ning Caichen and Wang Keshou agreed with it.

Liu Qingyu didn't feel worried at all, her brows and eyes were leisurely and calm.

He raised his head to the sky, took a deep breath of the scented air, smiled and said to the colorful butterflies, "Then tell them to try it, and see if their mouths are better, or I am better."

Less than two days before the end of the conversation between the four, the first messenger from the most famous scholar association in the imperial capital sent a post, followed by the rest of the literary societies not to be outdone.

There was an endless stream of visitors to the Liu residence, and when the last person left, the invitation cards had filled the entire desk, stacked half a finger high.

Liu Qingyu responded to An Youyu just like the day before yesterday, without exception, she declined all of them.

The Zhujia Wenshe was ambitious and had been wishing to defeat Liu Qingyu for a long time, but when they learned that Liu Qingyu could not refuse to come, there were not a few of them furious.

Just like today, there are groups of people who come to Liu Qingyu's house to block people to ask what happened, and there are also those who have mean-spirited ideas and gather members of the literary society to discuss how to deal with Liu Qingyu.