"Crown Prince Su is going to write a poem? This... is this... a poem about Zhenguo?"

Even though Fang Zhengye is the Grand Secretary’s Literature, he has never heard of Su Lin’s talent and reputation very much, so when he heard that Su Lin was about to write a poem, he shouted in surprise...

"That's great! Great! Prince Su! If you can write a thawing poem about the country, you will definitely break the frozen surface of the Yellow River!"

The prefect Huang Hezhang was also very happy. He was worried about how to break the ice again, but now Su Lin came to the door. According to Su Lin's name, it is not impossible to write a thawing poem about the country.

"The great talent Su Lin is going to write poetry! There are not many opportunities to witness the birth of poetry in the country with his own eyes. I have to open my eyes and take a look..."

"Yes! It is said that every time Su Lin writes poems about the country, scholars and juren who watch can often have a lot of understanding!"

"And, I heard that Su Lin's calligraphy is quite unique in style. Even Mr. Cai He, from Jian'an Prefecture, said that Su Lin's calligraphy is comparable to any master of calligraphy among the nine countries! If you can see Su Lin's calligraphy in a while, I must use the holy power magic of "not forgetting everything" to remember his brushwork..."

...

When the scholars and juren in the palace heard that Su Lin was about to start writing poetry, they immediately became sensational. They widened their eyes, fearing that they would miss any details.

"Zhao Hong, did you see it? This is a talented man. Before he started writing poetry, he had already gained a lot of admiration. Moreover, as soon as he took action, he was a poem about the country. Your Zhao family is really itchy. He dared to go against such a genius..."

Ye Mingxin was very happy to see this situation. As soon as Su Lin appeared, it was just his chance to turn over and attack Zhao Hong. Although his own talent was slightly less than Zhao Hong, now he was able to lift Su Lin out of his way, but he could directly speak out Zhao Hong.

"He is that genius Su Lin? He wrote many poems in the country in half a year, won the first place in the imperial examination, or was he the prince of the Su family?"

Although Zhao Hong was very dissatisfied, under Su Lin's reputation, he had nothing to refute. Especially Su Lin's poems about the country, almost everyone in the government can recite them. They are very classic and talented.

"What? Are you not convinced? Zhao Hong, let's take a look at Prince Su's poems on the country. It must be many times more sophisticated than your "Spring Day". Ye Mingxin saw Zhao Hong pouting, and then sneered further.

"Su Lin is indeed talented, and the few poems he wrote in the country are admirable. However, Ye Mingxin, this is a thawing poem. You also know how difficult it is to write it yourself. You must be contained in the poem through two thawing ideas to achieve the effect of breaking the ice."

Although Zhao Hong left the Zhao family to study alone, he was also from the Zhao family. In addition, Ye Mingxin used Su Lin to mock him. Therefore, he had a very bad impression of Su Lin. After pondering for a moment, he retorted, "Although Su Lin is talented, he can write many poems about the country. But this thawed poem is really not something that anyone can write. If the poems he wrote do not contain spring, even the poems about the country will not have any effect."

Su Lin naturally heard Zhao Hong's words. He did not refute because he had already had ideas in his heart. How could this poem "Ode to Willows" by He Zhizhang, a poet of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, have no spring spirit?

But having spring alone is not enough. The ice surface of the Yellow River is now frozen by the ice beads. With the support of the demonic power of the dragon clan's eldest princess Ao Xin and Prime Minister Turtle, if Su Lin used a simple holy master to write poems, even at the national level, it would be difficult for him to break the ice beads' freezing.

"Old Ye! Go and collect some of the willow leaves on the shore..."

When Su Lin saw the willow leaves that could still rust in the cold air, felt the powerful vitality coming from above, and immediately ordered Ye Hongyedao.

"Liu Ye? Good... The prince wait! Lao Ye will come..."

Although the Grand Secretary Ye Hongye didn't know what medicine was sold in Su Lin's gourd, he ran to the shore very quickly and picked the willow leaves of the entire willow tree.

"Didn't Prince Su say he wants to write poetry? What are you doing when picking willow leaves?"

"What is the purpose of using willow leaves? Could it be that he wants to use willow leaves to write poems?"

"How do you write poems about willow leaves? It's almost the same with willow trees. Willow trees are carved into pens, but these are all ordinary willow trees, and they are effective?"

...

When everyone saw Su Lin's actions, they became a little strange. The willow trees on this shore stretched for dozens of miles and were planted along the banks of the Yellow River. In fact, it cannot be said that they were planted, because willow trees are very easy to survive, and as long as a willow is inserted, they can grow rapidly.

Therefore, in the eyes of these businessmen and students of the government, willow trees are not a precious tree and have no value at all. But now Su Lin wants Ye Hongye to pick willow leaves, which is incredible enough.

"Criminal, Liu Ye is here!"

The fish basket Ye Hongye borrowed from the fisherman on the shore was filled with willow leaves and willow branches. He placed it in front of Su Lin and asked, "What are you going to do next."

"Pick out a thick willow branch, and then mash the other willow leaves and willow branches to turn them into juice. This prince wants to use willow juice to write and write poems..."

Feeling the vigorous vitality on the willow leaves, Su Lin nodded with satisfaction and then ordered.

"What? Willow leaves are pulverized and turned into juice? Isn't this Prince Su really want to use willow sap to write poems? Could he not have the supply of the sacred power silver bill?"

"Yes! Prince Su used this method to remind us merchants and provide him with the Sun Power Silver Notes?"

"It must be like this, otherwise who have ever seen you write poems with willow juice?"

...

The businessmen's heads are easier to specialize in, so when they saw Su Lin's actions, they thought that Su Lin was asking them for the sacred power silver notes in disguise! So, several business representatives discussed it and immediately raised one million taels of silver notes in a short time and went up to them.

"Criminal Su, thank you for your hard work to break the ice and write a poem. This million tael of silver is the only wish of us merchants who are walking around. I hope Prince Su will not refuse."

One of the business representatives, holding a million taels of silver notes, walked up to Su Lin and said respectfully.

This move was seen by the students of the government office, and most of them were envious, but some students sneered at it.

"Look, the merchants actually gave one million taels! We just wrote more than 150 people, and those merchants only took out one hundred thousand taels as the lottery. But now, Su Lin wrote the poem alone, and these stingy merchants actually took out one million taels. It's really awesome for people to get more people..."

"If you don't even look at it, we write all the poems that are out of the county that are not as good as the ones. The highest one is just the poems of Dafu, but the poems of Prince Su may be the poems of Zhenguo. Of course it is worth the price..."

"Hey! If I had the talent of Prince Su, I would stay at home every day, writing poems and lyrics every day. If I could write a poem that governs the country every day, it would probably be remembered forever..."

"Come on! I still have a poem every day. Even Prince Su has only written five or six poems about the country's capital. You! I'm afraid I won't even think about writing a poem about the country's capital..."

Among the other students who scoffed at Su Lin, Zhao Hong. He was like those businessmen who thought Su Lin was writing poems with willow sap, so he said despised: "I thought he was so talented and so upright, but it turned out that he was just like that. For a little bit of sacred power, he would have so many thoughts and strategies..."

But then, Su Lin's approach surprised everyone. He bowed to the merchants, then rejected the Shengli Silver Notes delivered to the door, and said with a smile: "Dear shopkeepers, this time the freezing of the Yellow River was caused by me. Therefore, I have no choice but to solve this disaster. I just saw that the students from the court were there, so it was inconvenient for me to take action. On the contrary, it was because of my affairs that delayed everyone's trip. How could I accept everyone's rewards?"

To be honest, Su Lin really doesn't take this million taels of silver notes seriously. When Su Lin's car causes a sensation in the Tianren Continent in the future, how much money will be?

"Well! This Su Lin is a bit arrogant! Even if he accepts this money, no one can say anything. That's one million taels of silver! Even if he is the prince of the Su family, it's probably not a small amount!"

Fang Zhengye, the head of the government office, nodded slightly and said to the prefect Huang Hezhang beside him.

"It is not easy to write poems about the country! But, Fang Yuantou, since Su Lin was not trying to collect the silver notes of merchants, why did he use willow sap to write poems? What's the point here?"

Huang Hezhang, the prefect of Guide Prefecture, was promoted to the Grand Secretary for a few years, so he had to consult the founder of the institute for many things.

"Sulin would not write poetry with willow sap for no reason, but I really couldn't see what tricks there are. This is an ordinary willow leaf! What power and thoughts can it have?"

Even though the head of the hospital was very knowledgeable, he frowned and said in confusion. He saw Ye Hongye picking these willow leaves with his own eyes from the willow trees on the shore, and there was no difference at all!

At this moment, the Grand Secretary Ye Hongye had already prepared the willow sap, carefully put it in an ink cartridge, held it over and handed it to Su Lin, and shouted: "Criminal! The willow sap is ready..." (To be continued...)

ps: Today’s third update, this is the first update! There are two more updates!
Chapter completed!