Chapter 17 (1/2)
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.