Chapter 34
I'm Just a Poetry Porter
Chapter 34 I'm Just a Poetry Porter
Xu Ping's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Liu Chun next to him.
"Senior, say something for me, senior..."
But he was kicked away by Liu Chun.
Lin Fan's guess was right. At a critical moment, everyone would think of self-protection.
Although Liu Chun is a martial artist, there is absolutely no one who can become an eighth-rank martial artist is a fool.
The whole city searched and arrested all night, but Su Qin was not caught. At this time, Xu Ping was the perfect scapegoat.
According to what Lin Fan said, all logical relationships are established.
No one would believe that a weak woman like Su Qin could kill Gao Yanei. If it was planned by Xu Ping, then everything would make sense.
"Master Gao, the matter has been settled, can someone go back?"
Lin Fan said to Gao Yang.
Gao Yang waved his hand and ordered Xu Ping to be detained.
Although Xu Ping was still shouting loudly that he was wronged, these were not important anymore.
As long as he was locked in a prison, there would naturally be a hundred ways to get him to plead guilty.
Lin Fan followed Li Shishi out of the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.
"Not bad, even the sage sent someone to watch over you."
Li Shishi glanced at Wang Chongnian who was standing in the distance waiting for Lin Fan, and said sarcastically.
Lin Fan said with a smile.
"..." Master Li.
This bastard, three words can't be separated from the mess on the bed.
"Hmph! Why don't you die from exhaustion?"
Li Shishi said coquettishly.
Lin Fan shook his head and said.
Li Shishi frowned, why do I always feel that this sentence is not quite right, is it the opposite?
"It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, and there will be a Mid-Autumn Poetry Fair on the Bian River, do you know?"
Master Li suddenly changed the subject and said.
He knew about this, but he didn't know why Li Shishi suddenly told him this.
I am a martial artist, and this kind of thing in the past has nothing to do with me.
"Someone wants you to win the first prize in this poetry meeting."
Master Li said softly.
Lin Fan really wanted to go over and touch this girl's forehead to see if she had a fever and was confused.
"Aren't you rushing ducks to the shelves?"
Lin Fan rolled his eyes.
"If you win, I promise to accompany you for one night."
Li Shishi said his reward.
Lin Fan pouted, not very interested, even if he didn't win the championship, wouldn't this girl stay with him?
After all, they are all stretched out.
"When Junior Sister returns, the two of us will serve you."
Master Li increased the price tag.
"That's why you believe that XX can win?"
Lin Fan looked at Li Shishi curiously.
"No matter what method you use, if you lose, I will castrate you."
After Li Shishi finished speaking, Lin Fan couldn't answer, so he turned and left.
"Hey, can the remuneration be paid in advance?"
Lin Fan shouted at Li Shishi's back.
Li Shishi didn't turn his head, but his steps became faster.
Lin Fan turned around and came to Wang Chongnian, took out a tael of silver from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Chongnian's hand.
"Master Lin, absolutely not..."
Wang Chongnian held the money in his hands, and made a gesture to give it back to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan secretly laughed, Wang Chongnian's movements at this time were very similar to the movements used by his father-in-law in the article "Fan Jinzhongju" learned by later generations.
Naturally, he didn't really want to return the money, but after all, Lin Fan was someone the saint paid attention to, so he still had to be polite.
"It's a small thing, please hurry up and accept it, Eunuch Wang. Just now, thanks to Eunuch Wang's righteous words, this little money should be treated as a treat for Eunuch some drinks."
Lin Fan said to Wang Chongnian.
Wang Chongnian smiled when he heard the words, but he didn't refuse any more, and kicked Yinzi up.
"We are all serving saints, so naturally we have to take care of each other..."
This little eunuch is very naughty, he may not be very loyal, but he is very smart.
Returned to Jinxiu Palace.
Lin Fan told Zhu Lian what happened vividly.
Although he was an author of street novels in his previous life, he still knows the basic operation of breaking chapters.
Zhu Lian's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance. After listening to Lin Fan's description carefully, she suddenly said:
"I didn't expect that you, a martial artist, can actually compose poems?"
"???" Lin Fan asked.
This topic jumped too fast, even if Lin Fan reacted quickly, he couldn't react.
There was a faint murderous aura in the air.
This is a sending proposition.
Although Zhu Lian had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he told himself intuitively that a bad answer would definitely be enough for him to drink a pot.
Sure enough, this companion is like a tiger.
On the bed, I can use Wu Song to beat a tiger with a stick,
Too bad it's under the bed now.
Lin Fan glanced at Qian'er beside him from the corner of his eye.
During the period when I was going to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, this girl also came, maybe it was the girl who told me the secret.
There is a tricky smile on the corner of Xiaorou's mouth, little thief, let's see if you are still dead.
Writing a poem for a prostitute will definitely leave a bad impression on Zhu Lian.
Lin Fan didn't speak, but suddenly stared at Zhu Lian intently.
His eyes were so domineering and direct that Zhu Lian, who was so high above him, didn't dare to look directly at him.
At this time, she should reprimand:
"Asshole, this is so rude to me."
But the words came to his lips, before he could say them, he heard Lin Fan speak.
"When you are quiet, you are like beautiful flowers shining in the water, and when you are in action, you are like a weak willow supporting the wind. The heart is more open than dry, and the beauty is like Xizi's three points."
Lin Fan understood that at this time, it was useless to explain, so he started licking directly.
As long as Zhu Lian is licked well, naturally he will not care about the poem he wrote for Li Shishi.
To be precise, the four short sentences are not poems, they should be regarded as a compliment to a woman's appearance.
Although the poem is not signed to whom it is written.
But Lin Fan just stared at Zhu Lian's poem, so the meaning is self-evident.
Zhu Lian couldn't help but blushed, and wanted to reprimand her, but she couldn't bear it.
He obviously praised himself, but I scolded him, how sad he should be.
(Wake up women, he's just trying to get into your bed with such smooth talk.)
Lin Fan carefully observed the expression on Zhu Lian's face, and saw that the beauty's face changed from reproach to surprise, and the expression kept changing.
The atmosphere was a little cold for a while.
He couldn't help but feel a little beating in his heart. Could it be that his tongue skills have declined?
It didn't work, it shouldn't.
Could it be that the posture is wrong.
That's right, wearing clothes may not feel obvious enough.
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Xu Ping's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Liu Chun next to him.
"Senior, say something for me, senior..."
But he was kicked away by Liu Chun.
Lin Fan's guess was right. At a critical moment, everyone would think of self-protection.
Although Liu Chun is a martial artist, there is absolutely no one who can become an eighth-rank martial artist is a fool.
The whole city searched and arrested all night, but Su Qin was not caught. At this time, Xu Ping was the perfect scapegoat.
According to what Lin Fan said, all logical relationships are established.
No one would believe that a weak woman like Su Qin could kill Gao Yanei. If it was planned by Xu Ping, then everything would make sense.
"Master Gao, the matter has been settled, can someone go back?"
Lin Fan said to Gao Yang.
Gao Yang waved his hand and ordered Xu Ping to be detained.
Although Xu Ping was still shouting loudly that he was wronged, these were not important anymore.
As long as he was locked in a prison, there would naturally be a hundred ways to get him to plead guilty.
Lin Fan followed Li Shishi out of the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.
"Not bad, even the sage sent someone to watch over you."
Li Shishi glanced at Wang Chongnian who was standing in the distance waiting for Lin Fan, and said sarcastically.
Lin Fan said with a smile.
"..." Master Li.
This bastard, three words can't be separated from the mess on the bed.
"Hmph! Why don't you die from exhaustion?"
Li Shishi said coquettishly.
Lin Fan shook his head and said.
Li Shishi frowned, why do I always feel that this sentence is not quite right, is it the opposite?
"It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, and there will be a Mid-Autumn Poetry Fair on the Bian River, do you know?"
Master Li suddenly changed the subject and said.
He knew about this, but he didn't know why Li Shishi suddenly told him this.
I am a martial artist, and this kind of thing in the past has nothing to do with me.
"Someone wants you to win the first prize in this poetry meeting."
Master Li said softly.
Lin Fan really wanted to go over and touch this girl's forehead to see if she had a fever and was confused.
"Aren't you rushing ducks to the shelves?"
Lin Fan rolled his eyes.
"If you win, I promise to accompany you for one night."
Li Shishi said his reward.
Lin Fan pouted, not very interested, even if he didn't win the championship, wouldn't this girl stay with him?
After all, they are all stretched out.
"When Junior Sister returns, the two of us will serve you."
Master Li increased the price tag.
"That's why you believe that XX can win?"
Lin Fan looked at Li Shishi curiously.
"No matter what method you use, if you lose, I will castrate you."
After Li Shishi finished speaking, Lin Fan couldn't answer, so he turned and left.
"Hey, can the remuneration be paid in advance?"
Lin Fan shouted at Li Shishi's back.
Li Shishi didn't turn his head, but his steps became faster.
Lin Fan turned around and came to Wang Chongnian, took out a tael of silver from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Chongnian's hand.
"Master Lin, absolutely not..."
Wang Chongnian held the money in his hands, and made a gesture to give it back to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan secretly laughed, Wang Chongnian's movements at this time were very similar to the movements used by his father-in-law in the article "Fan Jinzhongju" learned by later generations.
Naturally, he didn't really want to return the money, but after all, Lin Fan was someone the saint paid attention to, so he still had to be polite.
"It's a small thing, please hurry up and accept it, Eunuch Wang. Just now, thanks to Eunuch Wang's righteous words, this little money should be treated as a treat for Eunuch some drinks."
Lin Fan said to Wang Chongnian.
Wang Chongnian smiled when he heard the words, but he didn't refuse any more, and kicked Yinzi up.
"We are all serving saints, so naturally we have to take care of each other..."
This little eunuch is very naughty, he may not be very loyal, but he is very smart.
Returned to Jinxiu Palace.
Lin Fan told Zhu Lian what happened vividly.
Although he was an author of street novels in his previous life, he still knows the basic operation of breaking chapters.
Zhu Lian's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance. After listening to Lin Fan's description carefully, she suddenly said:
"I didn't expect that you, a martial artist, can actually compose poems?"
"???" Lin Fan asked.
This topic jumped too fast, even if Lin Fan reacted quickly, he couldn't react.
There was a faint murderous aura in the air.
This is a sending proposition.
Although Zhu Lian had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he told himself intuitively that a bad answer would definitely be enough for him to drink a pot.
Sure enough, this companion is like a tiger.
On the bed, I can use Wu Song to beat a tiger with a stick,
Too bad it's under the bed now.
Lin Fan glanced at Qian'er beside him from the corner of his eye.
During the period when I was going to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, this girl also came, maybe it was the girl who told me the secret.
There is a tricky smile on the corner of Xiaorou's mouth, little thief, let's see if you are still dead.
Writing a poem for a prostitute will definitely leave a bad impression on Zhu Lian.
Lin Fan didn't speak, but suddenly stared at Zhu Lian intently.
His eyes were so domineering and direct that Zhu Lian, who was so high above him, didn't dare to look directly at him.
At this time, she should reprimand:
"Asshole, this is so rude to me."
But the words came to his lips, before he could say them, he heard Lin Fan speak.
"When you are quiet, you are like beautiful flowers shining in the water, and when you are in action, you are like a weak willow supporting the wind. The heart is more open than dry, and the beauty is like Xizi's three points."
Lin Fan understood that at this time, it was useless to explain, so he started licking directly.
As long as Zhu Lian is licked well, naturally he will not care about the poem he wrote for Li Shishi.
To be precise, the four short sentences are not poems, they should be regarded as a compliment to a woman's appearance.
Although the poem is not signed to whom it is written.
But Lin Fan just stared at Zhu Lian's poem, so the meaning is self-evident.
Zhu Lian couldn't help but blushed, and wanted to reprimand her, but she couldn't bear it.
He obviously praised himself, but I scolded him, how sad he should be.
(Wake up women, he's just trying to get into your bed with such smooth talk.)
Lin Fan carefully observed the expression on Zhu Lian's face, and saw that the beauty's face changed from reproach to surprise, and the expression kept changing.
The atmosphere was a little cold for a while.
He couldn't help but feel a little beating in his heart. Could it be that his tongue skills have declined?
It didn't work, it shouldn't.
Could it be that the posture is wrong.
That's right, wearing clothes may not feel obvious enough.
(Friends who are reading books, please feel free to ask for a recommendation ticket, come to recommend it, the number of recommendation tickets determines whether the book can survive...QQ browser bosses, if you like it, leave a five-star praise , woo woo woo...)
(End of this chapter)