Taoist Wuliang screamed in excitement.

The monks from the Confucian sects around him looked at Lin Feng with envy, jealousy and hatred.

As disciples of Confucianism, they dreamed that the poems they wrote could be included in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.

Even if you cannot get the blessings of your ancestors, it is nothing.

Because the poems written can be included in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poems, it is a great honor in itself.

Confucian monks pay the most attention to their reputation, in the face of reputation and substantial benefits.

Most Confucian monks will definitely not think about it and choose to gain a good reputation directly instead of choosing to gain benefits.

This is the unique way of Confucian monks doing things.

However, over the long years, few people can enter their poems into nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.

Now, the poem written by Lin Feng, an outsider, has been included in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poems. It would be strange if these Confucian monks did not envy, jealousy and hatred.
Chapter completed!