The family is too invincible, forcing the system to upgrade to black

Chapter 35 Did you write this poem? !

“…”

Looking at the present, he reluctantly gave up Song Wanjun, who didn’t want to give it more than he wanted to give it.

Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the contents on the roll of rice paper.

Take it?

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

If he took it, she would be depressed for a while.

Besides, he had kept this thing because he had no use for it, so he sold it.

Take it back... and sell it again?

Ye Qingcheng saw Chen Mu’s embarrassment, so he took the initiative to step forward and said, “Miss Song, in fact, this calligraphy was written by the young master himself, and I will take it to the auction city to sell it on his behalf.”

As soon as these words came out, Song Wanjun’s expression went from frozen to incredible, and then there seemed to be stars in her eyes.

Admiration overflowed uncontrollably.

Although he already knew the answer, he still couldn't help but ask 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 heartfelt than before.

"Indeed, I wrote it." Chen Mu nodded and admitted.

This is not a shameful thing, there is no need to hide it.

The old eunuch heard this and felt that this fate was really wonderful!

Maybe, there is still a chance for marriage?

Chen Tianlin, who was standing aside, reached out and picked up a piece of rice paper on the table, held it up with both hands, and murmured, "I have fought for three thousand miles, and my sword has been a million masters!"

To be honest, Chen Tianlin didn't study calligraphy and poetry much.

But now, with the words that were so strong and powerful, and such a domineering poem, even he couldn't help but be deeply touched.

My son, is he so talented?

Picking up a few more, the more he looked at them, the more excited he felt, and it was hard to cool down.

It is not difficult to understand why even Song Wanjun, the most talented woman in the Dawu Dynasty, showed such admiration after learning that these poems were written by her son.

"The princess has come from afar, and I have nothing to give you. Since you like my poems so much, I will write one for you."

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

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

The posture was graceful and pleasing to the eye.

Song Wanjun, Chen Lintian and others quickly went around Chen Mu, eager to see the poems he wrote.

Chen Tianlin read out:

"The clouds think of clothes and the flowers think of beauty, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is gorgeous."

"If we hadn't met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace!"

"Well, well written!"

The old eunuch also praised sincerely, "Seeing the clouds reminds me of her gorgeous clothes, seeing the flowers reminds me of her gorgeous face, such a natural beauty, she is either a fairy on the top of the Jade Mountain, or a goddess shining in the moonlight in front of the Jade Terrace!"

He thought that this poem was the most suitable to describe Song Wanjun.

It was enough to show her beauty!

"Thank you for the reward, young master, Wanjun will definitely treasure it well!" Song Wanjun blushed and her voice was a little weak.

She deliberately buried her head, not wanting to be seen.

"In that case, I won't keep you two for a long time." Chen Mu asked Ye Qingcheng to see the guests off.

Song Wanjun hesitated and turned around to leave Qingyun Mansion with the old eunuch.

"Mu'er, I won't bother you any more while you practice."

Chen Mu could see that Chen Tianlin said that, but in fact he just wanted to go back as soon as possible and make a cup of enlightenment tea for him.

Seeing through, but not saying it, "Father, take care."

Before leaving, perhaps he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to come empty-handed and accept such an expensive enlightenment tea cake.

Or, he was worried that Chen Juexin would scold him after knowing this.

Chen Tianlin walked out a few steps and turned back.

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

"I think these pills should be enough for you to break through."

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

Practice, isn't it just breathing?

But, no matter what, it was Chen Tianlin's intention, Chen Mu did not refuse, "Thank you, father."

Thinking that if he stayed, he would be useful in the future.

Even if he didn't need it, he could give it to others, brush rebates, win people's hearts, etc.

Outside Qingyun Mansion.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng closing the gate, Song Wanjun was in a complicated mood.

Seeing Chen Tianlin passing by and about to walk away, she immediately said, "Holy Lord, please stay!"

"What else does the princess want?" Chen Tianlin stopped and continued, "If it has something to do with the marriage between the two families, Mu'er disagrees, and I really can't make the decision. I hope you understand."

"I don't like to force others."

Song Wanjun shook her head, "It's not like that. I want to ask the Holy Lord to let me stay in Tianyuan Holy Land. I am willing to become a disciple of Tianyuan Holy Land."

"Princess Dawu, will you enter my Tianyuan Holy Land?" Chen Tianlin looked embarrassed.

How could Chen Tianlin not know Song Wanjun's little thoughts.

My son is destined to be in love!

Feeling Chen Tianlin's gaze towards him, the old eunuch hurriedly said: "I think the emperor will definitely agree."

In the old eunuch's view, since marriage is impossible, letting Song Wanjun stay in Tianyuan Holy Land and act as a hostage is also an alternative.

Everyone knows that Song Ao dotes on Song Wanjun. If Tianyuan Holy Land keeps her, it is equivalent to grasping Song Ao's weakness.

In this way, Tianyuan Holy Land no longer needs to worry about whether the Dawu Dynasty will rebel.

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

Little did he know that what he thought in his mind was completely different from what Song Wanjun thought.

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

Promote her to the inner courtyard disciple.

After all, she is a princess of a country. In the future, she is very likely to become his daughter-in-law. You can't let her start from chores like others, right?

"Thank you, Lord." Song Wanjun raised her hands and took the token respectfully.

When she raised her eyes again, Chen Tianlin had disappeared.

"Eunuch Yan, I'll trouble you with my father's side." Song Wanjun said to the old eunuch.

"Please rest assured, Princess. I will do my best!"

Based on what he saw and heard in Qingyun Mansion today, the old eunuch believed that Song Ao would admire Song Wanjun's flexible thinking after hearing it.

Soon, the two separated.

The old eunuch walked towards the flying boat.

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

Her face was flushed even more than before.

No matter how much praise others gave, in her eyes, it was not as good as these four lines of poetry.

Realize that there are people beyond people and there are heavens beyond heavens!

...

As for Chen Tianlin, he had already returned to the Saint Lord's Mansion.

Gulp!

Boil a pot of cold water quickly with the palm fire.

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

Cover the pot lid, with an impatient look on his face, "It has been half a year since I last drank this enlightenment tea. I hope I can have the opportunity to experience it again this time, and feel the pleasure of enlightenment."

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

Especially for a strong man like Chen Tianlin.

However, the corresponding reward for an enlightenment is much higher than that of others.

Looking at the big piece of enlightenment tea cake in his hand.

Thinking, how about it, I can have an enlightenment once?

Chen Tianlin thinks that his luck is not bad.

He has no idea that this enlightenment tea is completely different from the enlightenment tea he is familiar with.

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