Midsummer has just passed now, and the weather is actually still a bit hot.

At noon, the sun was scorching hot, and Yang Lin's family of three rode a carriage outside the Alum Tower.

As soon as I got off the bus, I saw several Confucian scholars in Tsing Yi approaching from a distance. They were discussing today's dinner. When I passed by Yang Lin, I didn't recognize him at all.

For the entire circle of scholars in Bianjing, most people have heard of the song "Sapphire Case" but do not know the author of the lyrics and music. For this reason, An Junnan defended him and seriously promoted it when he was in the Imperial College.

, but the effect was not obvious, especially after that group of people knew the identity of Yang Lin's son-in-law, they even said things like "What does the son-in-law know about the Qingyu case?"...

As a result, when I heard that Yang Lin had a new work coming out recently, people came to Fanlou all the time.

Mmm, it smells so good——

Whether you are really curious about this person or want to step on him, this opportunity is rare.

Of course, today's Fanlou is reserved by Yang Lin, so you can't get in without an invitation during this time.

It's easy to get invitations. In addition to some that Yang Lin sent out on his own initiative, Fanlou and several senior officials also released enough places.

People who didn't feel much about this matter at first, after learning that others had invitations but not themselves, suddenly felt unbalanced and had a desire to compare. They didn't have to do the follow-up publicity and hype themselves because they had enough time.

Under the circumstances, this matter will naturally become more and more heated.

Of course, there is also the push from An Junnan and the others behind the scenes.

If all this is deconstructed from the perspective of later generations, it is a typical hunger sales model, but the model and means are relatively simple, far inferior to those of later digital manufacturers.

However, it appeared for the first time in this era, and it has attracted enough attention. In the past few days, it has become a hot topic among the entire Bianjing official circle.

In the past, everyone focused on improvisation when writing poems. The so-called poems written in storms and rain became weeping ghosts and gods. If he agreed on a certain date and wrote poems of any quality, he would either have an astonishing talent, or he would

Those who deceive the world and steal reputation.

at this

In an era when entertainment is extremely scarce, few people would miss the opportunity to slap someone in the face or watch someone get slapped in the face.

The people behind Alum Tower have great business vision. After Yang Lin proposed the invitation system, he agreed without even thinking about it. For the sake of his being so righteous, Yang Lin even reserved the ticket area for future generations.

Concepts such as VIP ticket areas were also given to the other party.

As for how much he can comprehend, it all depends on the other party's talent. However, judging from the fact that this matter has become more and more popular, it seems that the other party's ability to comprehend this aspect is not weak...

After Yang Lin arrived, he was led directly to the private room on the second floor by the person in charge of Fan Building. He could just lean on the window and see the scene outside.

There are already people standing at the door. Everyone is rubbing shoulders and looking at the two women checking tickets not far away. Everyone used to be modest and polite scholars, and now they will not jump in line just because they entered a few minutes early.

, but they were looked down upon by the girl they liked. However, there were some who relied on their connections and said hello in advance, and there were also some who were arrogant and unreasonable and wanted to go in without an invitation. The two sides pushed and scolded each other.

Xiaoyun was watching it with gusto on the second floor.

"Uncle, are they all here to see you?"

"Of course." Yang Lin picked up the peanuts on the plate and ate them, while drinking the most 'delicious' wine of this era. He occasionally glanced out the window, but shook his head with a smile: "But after today , I’m afraid that many more enemies will appear out of nowhere.”

Even if those who got the invitation letter had a good reputation, they might not be very grateful to Yang Lin. In all likelihood, they would come to see how he was slapped in the face.

Those who did not get the invitation letter were determined to vent their grievances on him. For Yang Lin, such a result was within his expectation, so he did not have any particularly complicated emotions. On the contrary, after Yun'er heard about it, Somewhat worried.

Shen Yourong looked up at Yang Lin and asked, "Did your husband do this on purpose?"

"I've thought about it a bit, but I didn't expect it to reach this level. Fame is always a double-edged sword. If used well, it can reduce a lot of trouble." Yang Lin nodded and said.

Shen Yourong also nodded slightly, as if he understood something.

After a while, Xiaoyun pointed to the window

Someone outside drove a carriage and said, "Look, Grandpa Zhang is here too."

What came out of the carriage over there was indeed Zhang Yin, a descendant of Zhang Zai, and others. There were also a few old Confucian scholars walking with him. They were all very imposing and seemed to have great fame. They were obviously pulled over by Zhang Yin to support them. of.

When such a person came to Fanlou, everyone would give way, especially since many of the people present were Confucian students and had been influenced by Zhang Zai a lot.

Although the Zhang family has declined a lot now, the words "Establish a heart for the world, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations" still touched too many people. In the foreseeable future, the Zhang family His status in the hearts of everyone will not change much.

These people took the initiative to say hello to Mr. Zhang. At the same time, they were also very curious in their hearts. How virtuous and capable is this son-in-law named Yang Lin, that he actually invited this old man from the Zhang family?

You must know that even today's officials have not invited this old man to come out.

Not only is Zhang Yin here, but the white-haired old men around him are also not simple. They are several leading figures in the literary world today. Such people do not need to kneel down even when they meet the emperor, and they will be listed even if they die. Enter the existence of the Confucian Temple.

Seeing Mr. Zhang coming, Yang Lin naturally didn't dare to take him with him, so he went downstairs to greet him in person.

Later, we saw the arrival of some dignitaries, as well as some long-renowned figures in the literary world, such as Qin Guan, Zhang Xian, Zhou Bangyan and other celebrities.

When everyone met, they first complimented each other, and some of the old courtesans who redeemed themselves from the brothel or married others as concubines also followed their own men, but most of these people didn't have much excitement on their faces. The expression is more of a feeling that things are different and people are different.

Zhou Bangyan saw a familiar figure appearing at the door. He was slightly startled, rubbed his eyes, and almost thought he had seen it wrong.

"Master...is that you?"

The woman over there covered in a white veil paused slightly, turned around and saw it was him. She hesitated, leaned forward and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Zhou."
Chapter completed!