Lin Tailai said enigmatically: "You are wasting your talent. Let me teach you how to become the first female poet in the Ming Dynasty!"

You see, this is the Apparition Palace, one of the three major palaces in the capital, and this is the main palace where people come and go."

Wang Zhiyao asked without knowing why: "So what?"

Lin Tailai pointed to the white wall in the hall and said: "Of course I want to write the work on it for people to appreciate!"

"Really? Even if it is written on the wall, others may not be very interested in reading it." Wang Zhiyao said doubtfully.

Lin Tailai handed over the pen and encouraged, "Go ahead! I'm very experienced in this area. Believe me, I'm right."

Wang Zhiyao took the pen, stood on tiptoe, and was about to write on the wall.

Suddenly, a Taoist priest on duty rushed over and shouted: "Don't write on the wall!"

Wang Zhiyao withdrew his hand and looked at Lin Tailai.

But Lin Daguan didn't care at all, and casually used a trick in his sleeves to directly knock away the Taoist priest who came to stop him.

At the same time, he said to Wang Zhiyao: "It doesn't matter, just write your own."

More than a dozen other Taoist priests in the hall rushed over fiercely, but after Lin Daguan finished the operation, they all fell to the ground.

When other people who came to offer incense saw this scene, a well-informed person exclaimed: "Could it be Lin Jieyuan from Suzhou? He actually hit the Apparition Palace!"

After finishing his work, Lin Daguan turned to Wang Zhiyao and said: "Don't worry about these noises, just keep writing!"

Wang Zhiyao looked at the Taoist priests all over the floor and said hesitantly, "Isn't this bad?"

Lin Daguanren shared his experience: "When I started to enter the literary world in Suzhou, no one would let me write poems on the wall at first.

Later, I relied on the Iron Fist and the Golden Whip to open up the situation. This is the first lesson in breaking into the literary world, take action when it is time to take action.

So it’s really nothing, they are just stepping stones for you to become the first female poet in the Ming Dynasty!

You see, after you beat someone, the excitement started to rise, and you don’t have to worry about no one being interested in reading the poems on the wall!"

At this time, there was an old Taoist priest standing outside the back door of the main hall, jumping to his feet and yelling something.

Lin Tailai yelled over and said: "I am the chief minister's disciple, who dares to be rude to me? Do you want the money and food from the court for this ruined temple? Get out!"

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and then disappeared as if he was flying.

Lin Tailai then smiled at Wang Zhiyao and said: "If it was during the Jiajing period when Shintoism was respected, I would never dare to do this, but it doesn't matter now.

This is the second experience in the literary world, knowing who can be beaten and who cannot be beaten."

During the Jiajing period, Xianling Palace was the place where Tao Zhongwen, the emperor's spiritual mentor and national preceptor, started his career. Who would dare to hit anyone casually here?

Finally, under the guidance and encouragement of Lin Daguan, Wang Zhiyao wrote this "Golden Thread Song" on the east wall of the main hall of Xianling Palace.

Lin Tailai pointed at the Taoist priest on the ground and shouted: "I will send people to look at it every day. If you dare to erase the words on the wall, I will hit you every time!"

Wang Zhiyao: "."

The image of the high-ranking official in front of him gradually overlapped with the image described in his brother's letter from the king's capital.

Lin Tailai walked out of the main hall, but saw Gao Ji still standing at the entrance of the hall, and said in surprise: "What are you still doing here?"

He stood there without saying a word and looked dull.

Wang Zhiyao said softly: "Goodbye Mr. Gao, I wish you will meet a better lover."

"No!" Gao Zhang covered his head and squatted on the ground.

While continuing to walk out, Wang Zhiyao took the initiative and said: "Although the Nu family and Mr. Lin have never met, we have actually been close friends for a long time. Mr. Lin is often mentioned in the letters home from brother Zhidu."

Lin Tailai asked curiously: "What does that little lady think of me?"

Wang Zhiyao replied: "Although Mr. Lin is lustful, domineering, arrogant, and lawless, he is still a good man."

Lin Tailai: "."

How many bad things did the tax envoy say about him behind his back?

Wang Zhiyao asked again: "The poems and lyrics sent by my brother from Zhidu before have improved by leaps and bounds. Are they all due to Lin Jun's elegance and correction?"

Lin Tailai did not answer directly, but only tentatively said: "It seems that the young lady is also really interested in literature. We might as well communicate more in the future."

If she were a female literary youth, it would be so easy to coax her. He, Lin Tailai, has nothing but a lot of poetry in his belly!

Wang Zhiyao smiled slightly: "Who said that the Nu family likes poetry and literature?"

Lin Tailai said in astonishment: "Don't you like it?"

Wang Zhiyao sighed: "If you like the image of poetry, it's just for others to see!

Don’t you male literati all like the tone of talented scholars and beauties? Don’t you all like red sleeves to add fragrance and explain the language of flowers?”

Lin Tailai: "."

Damn it! Suddenly I felt that I actually knew nothing about this Wang Shiwu!

It seemed that what she saw was just what she wanted to see!
Chapter completed!