Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

"A great Confucian scholar is indeed a great Confucian scholar, incomparable to those who indulge in worldly pleasures!"

"..."

Listening to the flattery from the officials in the court, Yuan Jing 893 Di Jiu 64 had a playful smile on his face.

He could certainly hear the underlying meaning in those words.

Because of the Sangbo bombing, Su Nan offended the Wang faction, and now he has gone to Yunzhou to investigate Yang Chuannan's collusion with bandits, which is equivalent to offending the Qi faction!

Previously, there was also the case of the assassination of Princess Pingyang 3.0, in which Su Nan was also involved, and Liang's faction was also very dissatisfied with him.

Before even entering officialdom, Su Nan had already offended all the major political parties in the imperial court.

For anyone else, this would essentially mean the end of their career in government.

However, the more this was the case, the more Emperor Yuanjing valued Su Nan.

Wei Yuan was a lone minister, but he was also an unstable factor.

If someone could replace him, that would be the best outcome!

not to mention.

Compared to Wei Yuan, Su Nan earned Emperor Yuanjing's greater trust.

This kid only likes fine wine and beautiful women, but I have plenty of those, I can give them all to him.

Therefore, the more the officials in the court criticized Su Nan, the happier Emperor Yuanjing became.

Moreover... just thinking about what he would see next made Emperor Yuanjing want to laugh.

then

After everyone had finished speaking, Emperor Yuanjing revealed a half-smile.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you all."

"Yang Gong said in his memorial that this poem was written when he passed through Qingzhou in southern Jiangsu."

The vast imperial study suddenly fell into complete silence.

Those who had just been praising Yang Gong and using it to belittle southern Jiangsu all fell silent.

Silent Novel: 97, Wu Liu 324~1 Mio, her face stiff.

The scene was... quite awkward at one point.

Looking at the deathly silent court, Wei Yuan actually smiled slightly.

This poem was indeed written in southern Jiangsu.

It seems he wasn't just a playboy who only knew how to enjoy life!

Those officials who had previously criticized southern Jiangsu now petitioned with blank expressions: "Your Majesty, we request to emulate the Qingzhou Provincial Administration Commission and uphold the majesty of our court!"

"..."

It's acceptable to imitate.

But they never mention whether the poem is good or bad.

"Prelude!"

Emperor Yuanjing smiled faintly and then withdrew from the court.

Chapter 85 Li Miao was truly shocked: You're actually number three?!

Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.

A wild goose flew in from the horizon, heading straight for Qingyun Mountain.

The wild goose flew over courtyards and pavilions, and in the exquisite little pavilion on the cliff, in the second-floor observation hall, it was easily caught by a hand.

In the distorted light, the cloud goose transformed into an exquisitely crafted paper goose, lifelike in its appearance.

Inside the hall, three great Confucian scholars gathered together.

"Yang Ziqian has sent back a book." The great master Li Mubai turned around with a smile and told the two great scholars who were playing chess in the room.

Two terrible chess players.

Zhang Shen and Chen Tai were engrossed in their fight, and without even looking up, casually asked, "What are you writing?"

Li Mubai unfolded the letter and read it with a smile on his face. Before long, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then his expression gradually became ferocious.

"Shameless! Utterly shameless!"

Li Mubai suddenly grabbed the letter and roared.

"That shameless scoundrel Yang Gong is a disgrace to the world, unworthy of being a scholar!"

“I, Li Mubai, am ashamed of him, ashamed of him.”

The sudden roar startled the two great scholars, Zhang Shen and Chen Tai.

"What's wrong now? A letter from Ziqian can make you so angry?"

Zhang Shen shook his head helplessly and let out a laugh.

“Chun Jing, your temperament is a bit lacking. You are short-tempered and easily angered, which is why you lost to Wei Yuan back then. Look at Wei Yuan, he is calm and composed, as immovable as a mountain.”

The Confucian scholar Chen Tai shook his head and said, "Chun Jing's personality is indeed a bit impatient. Let me see the letter."

Li Mubai was already extremely angry, his heart filled with the color of lemons. He snorted and threw the letter onto the chessboard.

Zhang Shen reached out and picked it up, then read it intently. Yang Gong and Yang Ziqian wrote in the letter that he had met the governor's entourage in Qingzhou and had encountered Su Zhexian again.

Yang Gong lavishly praised Su Zhexian, calling him a poet immortal who was unparalleled before or since.

As he continued praising her, Zhang Shen sensed something was off; it seemed to be showing off and that she was being beholden to someone who had taken advantage of her.

Further down, there is a poem:

"You eat your food and labor, you take the people's blood and sweat. The common people are easy to oppress, but Heaven is hard to deceive!"

There was also a line of smaller text next to it.

The banished immortal from southern Jiangsu persuaded his friend Yang Gong to take up an official post!

The letter also stated that it was taken from the inscription on the stele.

Rumble!

The cliff face shook violently, rocks tumbled, and the air in the pavilion vibrated violently.

The roars of the two great Confucian scholars, Zhang Shen and Chen Tai, echoed throughout the entire Yunlu Academy.

“Yang Gong, that old scoundrel, is unfit to be a teacher. I suggest that he be expelled from Yunlu Academy.”

"One farewell poem is fine, but this one also belongs to him? I refuse to accept this!!"

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! He even wrote a letter to brag about it!"

……

Yunzhou.

Su Nan left the post station and went straight to Lan Kwai Fong.

This is not some brothel, but a very famous winery!

Perhaps because Lan Kwai Fong was not far from the post station, Nangong Qianrou did not accompany them.

This was naturally done intentionally by southern Jiangsu.

After all, he wanted to give Li Miaozhen a chance to test him.

If Nangong Qianrou is always with her, wouldn't she have no chance?

Su Nan entered Lan Kwai Fong, ordered the finest wines, and chose a private room on the second floor facing the street.

He watched the pedestrians on the street, sipped the unique wines of Lan Kwai Fong, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Su Nan could sense a gaze watching him from afar.

"See that? That decent-looking guy. Your task today is to seduce him."

In a teahouse on the street in the distance, Li Miaozhen, dressed casually and inconspicuously, stood at the window of a private room on the second floor.

Her gaze was fixed on Su Nan, who was drinking by the street.

Beside Li Miaozhen was a charming woman dressed in an exquisite silk dress, with flowing black hair and beautiful jewelry.

The woman had a beautiful face, delicate skin, and bright, black eyes that resembled black pearls. Her lips were painted with a vibrant red lipstick.

She has a graceful figure and is full of charm.

The woman looked at Su Nan in the distance, her red lips slightly parted, and said with a smile, "Master, this man is so handsome."

"After seducing him, can I absorb his vital essence?"

For a demon, vital energy is a great tonic.

"no!"

Li Miaozhen immediately spoke with righteous indignation.

"This person... is Su Nan. He frequents the brothels, so he must be in poor health."

"Don't touch him!"

Li Miaozhen recalled the instructions given by the members of the Heaven and Earth Society, and felt a sudden surge of inexplicable irritation.

This Su Nan isn't a cultivator; he's been indulging in wine and women for years, so his health must have been weak to begin with.

If Su Su were to drain my life force, I'm afraid I'd collapse in no time.

"ah!"

"So he was... the banished immortal Su Nan!"

The ghostly Su Su let out a scream, and her eyes began to sparkle with desire.

Although she is dead, I admire such a talented scholar the most.

Li Miaozhen quickly patted Su Su's forehead.