Corpse demon!

  "I can tell from the poem you just recited that you are a man with great ambitions." The handsome young man stopped smiling and gazed at the lake, saying thoughtfully: "As you said, Jiangnan is renowned for producing talented scholars and beautiful women, many of whom are literati. While this is an advantage, it is also a disadvantage."

  "Oh?" In this era, someone still thinks of these things. Lin Wanrong was suddenly very interested: "This person - oh, brother Ren, what do you mean by this?"

  He almost blurted out the two words "ren yao" (human and demon). Although he probably didnt know what those two words meant, if he really had to explain them, wouldnt that be a huge embarrassment for him?

  The stunning young master nodded and said: "Since the founding of our dynasty by Taizu Emperor, we have always had a habit of emphasizing literature over martial arts, especially in Jiangnan. Talented scholars and beauties all take pride in their literary talents and elegant demeanor. In times of peace and prosperity, this is not wrong, but when the country is facing difficulties and the northern enemy is invading, they still remain complacent, putting the country in a precarious position? A country, a country, only with a country can there be a home. If everyone were like them, the warm breeze intoxicates travelers, and Hangzhou becomes Bianzhou, what hope would our great Huachao have?" The young masters anger grew as he spoke, his face already filled with rage.

  Lin Wanrong has been in this world for a month now. He already knew that the current era was called Hua Chao, the emperors surname was Zhao, and the capital was in Shuntian.

  It is said that the northern border is now invaded by foreign tribes, and the Great Wall army has lost land and retreated step by step. Fortunately, although the Hu peoples army is strong, they did not expect the Great Wall army to collapse so quickly. The Hu peoples army was unprepared for food and grass, and it happened to be the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, so they had to suspend their offensive, retreat back to the grasslands, and regroup and prepare for war, preparing to launch a decisive attack on the Central Plains next year.

  In the early days of the Great Song, Bianzhou was the capital of the Great Song. At that time, the Great Song was corrupt and incompetent, and after the invasion of foreign enemies, the safety of Bianzhou was threatened. The court of the Great Song had no choice but to move south to Hangzhou, and Bianzhou became a secondary capital. Until the ancestors of the Great Hua Dynasty established the country on horseback, drove out the barbarians, and founded the Great Hua Dynasty, but the shame of the secondary capital Bianzhou was unforgettable. Therefore, Lin Wanrongs words "treating Hangzhou as Bianzhou" were also understood and deeply agreed upon by this exceptional young master. (Note: This book is a completely unfamiliar world, and this Great Song is not the familiar Great Song we know, but just happens to have the same name. There will be an explanation later.)

  Lin Wanrong still felt somewhat out of place in this world, but he knew that since he had come to this world, he had to put himself into it. No matter what, these were his own people and he could not allow them to be bullied by outsiders.

  "A country must have both civil and military achievements to prosper. Like this kind of singing and dancing, its better to have less of it." The stunning prince finally made a concluding speech, with a worried look on his face about the country and its people.

  At first, I thought this dead man was always messing around in the pile of cosmetics to get this beautiful peach blossom look, but unexpectedly he still had some ambitions in his heart. Lin Wanrongs impression of this man changed a lot at once.

  But for Lin Wanrong now, enriching the country and strengthening the people is temporarily not his responsibility, so he also did not show much interest.

  The stunning young master was dissatisfied with the talented scholars on the lake, and what he said seemed to make some sense. However, Lin Wanrongs professional experience told him that things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface. Naturally, Lin Wanrong couldnt completely agree with the stunning young masters words.

  Lin Wanrong snorted softly, neither affirming nor denying, and didnt bother to pay attention to that stunning young man, but just gazed at the lake surface, not uttering a word.

  The dashing young master saw Lin Wanrongs expression and thought he was also a scholar, furrowing his brow and saying: "Does your esteemed self have any achievements or honors to your name?"

  Lin Wanrong shook his head and said, "I have never taken the imperial examination."

  You think youre the only one who can talk big, old man? I can do it too. But this kids got a really bad attitude, have you ever seen a scholar or Confucian wearing hemp clothes with their toes sticking out?

  The stunning young man asked again: "Brother, have you ever taken the imperial examination in your hometown?"

  Lin Wanrong continued shaking his head and said: "Even at the entrance of the examination hall, I didnt know which direction to open it."

  "The stunning young master said strangely: In that case, brother, you dont even count as a rea— He had only spoken halfway when he realized his mistake and hastily stopped speaking, taking back the next few words."

  Lin Wanrong understood his meaning, and was furious in her heart: "You dead bookworm, what kind of gaze is that? If I werent a scholar, could I have recited that timely poem? As a proud graduate of Peking University, to put it in modern terms, thats a student from the Imperial Academy. In a few more years, who knows, maybe you can go to the Imperial Academy and become some kind of libationer or something. How dare you look down on me like this?"

  However, its also true that Lin Wanrong hasnt read many books in this era. The demon prince said he doesnt count as a bookworm, and theres some truth to that.

  Lin Wanrong felt extremely displeased in her heart, and softly hummed a tune, slowly reciting: "Outside the mountain is another green mountain, outside the building is another building, when will the West Lake songs and dances stop? The warm breeze intoxicates tourists, directly turning Hangzhou into Bianzhou."

  The androgynous young masters eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands repeatedly, exclaiming: "Good, good, good! A mountain outside the mountain, a building outside the building. When will the West Lake song and dance rest? Brother is highly talented, indeed not ordinary, but relying on this sentence alone, under the vast sky, there will be no one who can rival brother."

  The little servant who had always been cold and hostile towards Lin Wanrong also showed a respectful expression.

  Lin Wanrong couldnt help but laugh inwardly, despising the flattery philosophy of this effeminate young master. However, it seemed that this effeminate young master had grasped his weakness, and the flattery made him feel comfortable all over.

  Its just that the dandy young master looked down on the talented scholar, but he couldnt stop praising the poem recited by Lin Wanrong, its really ridiculous.

  The androgynous young master was also a very astute person, seeing the expression in Lin Wanrongs eyes, seemingly understanding his meaning, hastily said: "Sir is talented, please forgive me, I absolutely did not mean to look down on scholars, its just that the country is currently in difficulty, I really cant bear to see Jiangnan scholars like the country is about to be destroyed, but I am still indulging in pleasure , so I spoke out of turn and offended you, sir, please forgive me." As he spoke, he actually bowed his head and apologized to Lin Wanrong.

  Seeing this guys attitude of confession was very good, and his flattering skills were in place, Lin Wanrong didnt bother to be polite with him either. He hypocritically helped him up, cupped his hands together and said: "What is your honorable surname and great name?"

  "I dare not, I dare not, my humble surname is Xiao, Xiao Qingxuan." The demon prince hurriedly bowed his fist in respect.

  "Oh, its Xiao Brother, Im Lin Wanrong, nice to meet you." Lin Wanrong said with a smile, without any respect.

  "Its actually Brother Lin, forgive me, forgive me." Xiao Qingxuan looked at Lin Wanrong, her white face revealed two dimples again, accompanied by a touch of blush, and there was an indescribable charm between her eyebrows.