Mu Youqing then raised her chin and walked away with Lin Xuan with a proud face.

Xuanzhu shook her head in Mu Youqing's arms and said, "that uncle is very unpleasant."

Xuanxi nodded in agreement: "yes, he is a person who likes to show off, and his mother taught us not to be such a person."

Mu Youqing doted on kissing the two little girls: "you're right, aunt, I hate such people too!"

Xuanhan and Xuanyou are in Lin Xuan's arms and raise their small hands to Lin Xuan at the same time.

He said with one voice, "Dad is the best!"

Mu Youqing giggled: "you little girls, I'm afraid others don't know your father's good!"

"Of course!"

The four little girls nodded at the same time, with a proud face.

My father is the best in the world, hum!

Seeing their backs drifting away, laughter came from time to time.

Sima Wenyi held his fist tightly and looked annoyed:

"Damn it, it turns out that Youqing's cousin brother-in-law is the poet!"

The two people who followed him shook their heads and sighed.

"Look at the expression of Miss Youqing, I admire her cousin who likes her very much!"

"This is also human nature. After all, her cousin's wife is very handsome and so talented."

"Hum!" Sima Wen's spaghetti was unwilling. "All the literary giants gathered at this conference. I'd like to see where her cousin's brother-in-law is sacred!"

With that, he greeted the other two and walked quickly to the top of the mountain.

When Lin Xuan and Mu Youqing took the children outside the Wenquxing hall, they heard a roar of people inside.

Obviously, most of the people attending the conference have arrived.

Before entering the door, I saw eleven gold inlaid seats side by side on the farthest platform.

Lin Xuan judged that the eleven seats were the most important eleven VIP seats, including Jiang Jiubai.

At this time, ten of the seats were already occupied.

The remaining one is obviously Lin Xuan's.

There was much discussion in the hall about the remaining seat.

"The 11 VIP seats of this conference are even more dazzling. Who can take the last seat?"

"I heard that it was the man who wrote 'sunset and solitary ducks flying together'."

"This man deserves this honor for being able to write poems with such eternal talent!"

"What envy! If I could sit on it, I would wake up with a smile!"

As soon as Lin Xuan entered the door, Shangguan Jie hurried over.

Shangguanjie's face was full of compliments. After saluting Lin Xuan with a fist, he took him to the VIP seat on the high platform.

At this time, the whole audience focused on Lin Xuan.

The white haired old man in a white robe, Jiang Jiubai hurried forward and said, "this is the emperor's husband. He is really a talent!"

After shangguanjie's introduction, Jiang Jiubai already knew Lin Xuan's identity.

At this time, I saw Lin Xuan's elegant appearance, like a relegated fairy, and I appreciated it very much.

Seeing Jiang Jiu's white head, the rest of Shen Yakang and other great literary giants and Tai Dou also got up and greeted Lin Xuan.

Although they have a high position in the literary world.

However, Lin Xuan is not only the emperor's husband, but also can write the poem of eternal talent.

Talent and status are noble enough to win Jiang Jiubai's respect.

The people under the stage also praised one after another.

"The man who wrote that poem was Emperor Fu. He was really powerful!"

"The emperor is so handsome and talented. He is really a winner in life!"

"Oh, I envy you so much!"

Different from the praise of everyone.

Just stepping into the door, he saw his teacher Shen Yakang saluting Lin Xuan.

Sima Wenyi's face was extremely poor.

A strong sense of frustration haunted him and swept away his pride.

Lin Xuan's identity, talent and appearance are all top.

Even the teacher saluted him. He was Sima Wenyi. He didn't deserve to be compared with Lin Xuan at all!

With Lin Xuan, how can Mu Youqing look at herself?

Thinking of this, Sima Wenyi only felt that the piece of paper with eternal love poems in his hand became hot.

Now he wouldn't even let him take it out.

Gritting his teeth, Sima Wenyi crumpled the paper, turned around and left the hall with a lost look.

He doesn't want to stay here and watch Lin Xuan shine and enjoy the style supported by thousands of people.

At this time.

Lin Xuan has said hello to Jiang Jiubai and other top ten literary leaders. Jiang Jiubai and they return to their seats respectively.

Lin Xuan also sat in his own position.

Fortunately, the chair is wide enough for four little girls to sit with him.

I saw four lovely girls like kittens sitting in Lin Xuan's arms.

This time, the tens of thousands of people who talked about Tao in the literary world all looked envious.

In particular, some male literati want to go home immediately and have a daughter with their wife and love them well.

It's really xuanzhu and their four little girls. They're so popular.

Lin Xuan with four children, such a warm scene, almost melted everyone's heart.

And in the crowd's dark sigh, a holy light suddenly lit up.

Behind Lin Xuan's VIP seat, a huge statue up to 100 meters was born in the light.

He was dressed as a scholar in a robe. He held a pen in his left hand and a book in his right hand. He looked up at the sky and had an extraordinary atmosphere.

With the knowledge given by xuanjue Tianshu, Lin Xuan recognized the statue as Wenqu star at a glance.

Xuanzhu pointed to the statue and asked, "Dad, is this grandpa Wenquxing?"

Lin Xuan showed a trace of admiration: "do you know Wenqu star, too?"

"Yes!" xuanzhu nodded. "My mother taught me."

Lin Xuan nodded silently. Xuan Zhu is the most polite of the four children and the one who likes literature best.

Presumably, the Eastern Emperor Ziyou also found her characteristics and taught her according to her aptitude.

"However, my mother simply mentioned grandpa Wenquxing."

"I don't know what kind of person he is!"

Xuan Zhu frowned.

Lin Xuan said with a smile: "according to legend, Wenqu star is the fourth star of the Big Dipper, and the main branch a star comes to earth."

"He is in charge of the world's scientific reputation, literary and ink officialdom, and he is also talented and literary."

After listening, xuanzhu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "it turns out that he is a literary grandfather turned by the Big Dipper."

"You can say so." Lin Xuan felt that xuanzhu's understanding was really high and the summary was in place.

Xuanzhu asked again, "why do people make a statue for him?"

"Of course it's because I admire and love him." Lin Xuan smiled and touched xuanzhu's small head.

"Oh, oh." xuanzhu nodded.

Xuanxi's big eyes turned and his mouth smiled with two lovely dimples:

"Then I'll build a statue for my father, too."

Xuanhan raised four fingers: "I'll make four, one for each of us!"

Xuan's young head shook: "not enough! I want to make 1000, 10000!"

Xuanzhu, xuanxi and Xuanhan all look shocked.

"Xuan you, you made so many things. What if you can't help being robbed by others?"

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