MTL - The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!-Chapter 193 fairy old man

  Chapter 193 Immortal Old Man

  The blue light is bright!

   even illuminated the entire third floor.

   This is the performance of the literary spirit.

  Lin Ye knew very well that at the Tengwangge Poetry Banquet hosted by Yan Dudu, only one person could reach this step.

   It is Wang Bo, who is so talented that even the heavens are jealous.

   When a young man becomes famous, heaven is jealous of talents.

   To be honest, I still admire this Lin Ye very much. After all, being able to write such articles as the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng and so many famous poems is enough for all scholars to admire.

  Compared to other people sitting at the table laughing loudly, Wang Bo sat alone at the table, looking at the river view outside the window, sipping a glass of wine from time to time.

  Lin Ye walked over and asked, "Brother, I wonder if I can sit in this seat?"

  The long table in front of Wang Bo is for three people, but it may be because of Wang Bo's desolation that other people did not choose to sit at this table.

   "Brother, do as you please."

  Lin Ye smiled and sat on Wang Bo's right side. Although he was 100% sure in his heart, he still asked, "Have you asked your brother's name yet?"

   "Prince Ann."

   "Brother Zi'an, it's Xialin night."

  Hearing that the other party said his name was Wang Zi'an, Lin Ye confirmed it, and this was it.

  Wang Bo, named Zi'an.

  Wang Bo's conversation was not very happy, but how could Lin Ye let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He also wanted to know what kind of state of mind Wang Bo was in when he created this preface to the Tengwang Pavilion.

   "Brother Zi'an's accent doesn't sound like Hongzhou people?"

   "No." Wang Bo simply replied, obviously not wanting to talk too much.

  But Lin Ye didn't care about Wang Bo's emotions, and continued: "Brother Zi'an is here to visit Hongzhou, or is he here to visit relatives and friends?"

   "Just passing by, I heard that there is a banquet here, so I came here to eat and drink with shame."

  Wang Bo spoke very modestly, and the corner of Lin Ye's mouth twitched. A man's mouth is a deceit. If I hadn't read the preface to Tengwang Pavilion, I would have thought you were here to cheat.

  But Lin Ye was really curious about why Wang Bo came to this banquet in Tengwang Pavilion.

According to the analysis of historians and writers, Wang Bo was on his way to visit his demoted father at that time. From the perspective of the route, Wang Bo did not need to pass by Yuzhang City. I'm not in the mood to attend this banquet.

After all, Wang Bo was convicted and sentenced to prison, and because of him, his father was demoted to Jiaozhi as a county magistrate. Regardless of being a county magistrate, he was still an official, but in ancient times, he was demoted to a remote area like Jiaozhi. Due to the traffic conditions, many officials died of illness on the way before they took office, and when they did arrive, they would also fall ill due to various reasons such as unacclimatized water and soil.

  In ancient times, it was not like modern times. The remote areas in ancient times were uncivilized places, and communication was a problem. The so-called government offices were not useful to the local aboriginal dignitaries.

  Under this background, Wang Bo is a filial person, because his father was implicated in his own affairs, so how could he be in the mood to participate in this poetry banquet?

   "Brother Zi'an didn't tell the truth, it's not the right way for you to pass by."

  Lin Ye tested his words, and fixed his eyes on Wang Bo, but after Wang Bo heard his words, something was wrong.

  Wang Bo's body trembled, and the expression on his face changed slightly, showing a little nervousness.

  Seeing this scene, Lin Ye suddenly had a premonition that Wang Bo would appear in Tengwang Pavilion, and there might be something inside.

   "Who the **** are you?"

Wang Bo finally set his sights on Lin Ye this time, and Lin Ye smiled and said, "I am also a passerby passing through Hongzhou just like you, the difference is that I also know that you will write an article here that will last forever." article."

   "You... how do you know I'm going to make an article?"

This time Wang Bo was really shocked. Although Yan Dudu held a banquet and held a poetry meeting this time, not every guest who came to participate would make a fuss. Most of them just came to join in the fun, and the locals did this , let alone an outsider like Wang Bo.

  No one else knows what I want to write about.

   "I know more than that. Brother Zi'an might as well tell you why you want to participate in this Tengwang Pavilion banquet, otherwise I'm afraid that I will accidentally destroy brother Zi'an's plan."

  Lin Ye pretended to be mysterious, but he was just using words to deceive Wang Bo.

  The ancients were relatively simple after all, not to mention that a great talent like Wang Bo was not good at scheming, otherwise it would be impossible to end up in prison and demoted with a belly full of talent.

   "I was directed by a fairy old man to come to the Tengwang Pavilion."

  Been lured by Lin Ye, Wang Bo told the truth.

  "Immortal old man?" Lin Ye's heart jumped, but don't make a preface to Tengwang Pavilion written by an immortal in a dream.

  No, Wang Bo’s literary brilliance cannot be faked, and the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng must have been written by Wang Bo himself.

   "Yesterday, when the ship berthed in Madang, an old man approached me. He told me that there will be a banquet in Tengwang Pavilion in Hongzhou tomorrow.

   "So you agreed?"

Lin Ye stared at Wang Bo, and Wang Bo shook his head with a wry smile and said, "My father suffered because of me, so I don't have the mood to care about whether the article will be famous forever, but the old man said, if I write a book in the Tengwang Pavilion, winning the laurels will make my ship go fast. , see my father soon."

Seeing Lin Ye's frowning expression, Wang Bo thought that Lin Ye didn't believe it, so he continued, "I didn't believe it at first. The ship travels a thousand miles a day, isn't that faster than a spaceship, until the old man waved his hand, and a wind blew up on the river, and I was blown away. The ship was blown to Hongzhou, which is hundreds of miles away, and it was really fast, so I had to believe the old man's words, and the old man must be a god."

   "The old man sent you to Hongzhou?"

  Lin Ye didn't really believe in immortals, but this person could have expected that Wang Bo would write a famous article in Tengwang Pavilion, and he could use the wind to send Wang Bo to Hongzhou. His strength should not be underestimated.

   "Wait... You said that after you win the laurel crown, he will send you to the place where your father is, and let your ship make rapid progress?"

  Lin Ye suddenly thought of something. Historians have analyzed it, and most of them think that Wang Bo died on the way to visit his father, that is to say, he has not seen his father yet.

   If this assertion is correct, wouldn't it be inconsistent?

  There is this fairy-like old man who sent Wang Bo thousands of miles away, how could he capsize and die because of a little wind and waves at sea?

   "Yes, that's what that fairy old man said." Wang Bo replied with a nod.

  Lin Ye pondered for a moment, and the expression on his face suddenly became playful. From this point of view, the identity of this fairy old man may not be simple.

  (end of this chapter)