Build Daddy a Statue!

Mu Youqing then lifted her chin, looking proud and aloof as she walked away beside Lin Xuan.

Xuan Zhu, nestled in Mu Youqing's arms, shook her head and said, "That uncle is very unlikable."

Xuan Xi nodded in agreement: "Right, he's the kind who likes to show off, and Mother taught us not to be that kind of person."

Mu Youqing kissed the two little girls affectionately: "You're both right. Auntie hates that kind of person too!"

Xuan Han and Xuan You, in Lin Xuan's arms, simultaneously raised their little fingers and pointed at him.

In unison, they said: "Daddy is the best!"

Mu Youqing let out a few giggles: "You little girls, you're so afraid others won't know how great your daddy is!"

"Of course!"

The four little girls nodded together, looking smug.

Their daddy was the best in the whole world, hmph!

Watching their figures fade into the distance, with occasional laughter drifting back.

Sima Wenyi clenched his fist, a look of frustration on his face:

"Damn it, so Youqing's cousin-in-law is that poet!"

The two men following him also shook their heads and sighed.

"Judging by Miss Youqing's expression, she really admires and likes her cousin-in-law!"

"That's only natural, after all, her cousin-in-law is incredibly handsome and so talented."

"Hmph!" Sima Wenyi's face showed reluctance. "At this gathering, with all the great literary masters assembled, I'll see just who her cousin-in-law really is!"

With that, he called to the other two and quickly walked toward the mountaintop.

When Lin Xuan and Mu Youqing brought the children to the entrance of the Wenqu Star Grand Hall, they could hear the clamor of voices inside.

Clearly, most of the people attending this gathering had already arrived.

Before they even entered, they saw a row of eleven Gold-Inlaid Seats on the High Platform at the far end.

Lin Xuan judged that these eleven seats were the most important Distinguished Guest seats, including Jiang Jiubai's.

At that moment, ten of the seats were already occupied.

The remaining one was obviously Lin Xuan's.

And the buzz inside the hall was all about that last seat.

"With all the literary masters gathered at this event, and those eleven Distinguished Guest seats so dazzling, who could be sitting in that final spot?"

"I heard it's the one who wrote 'Sunset Glow and Solitary Wild Geese Fly Together.'"

"A man who can write a line with such timeless talent truly deserves this honor!"

"I'm so jealous! If I could sit up there, I'd laugh in my dreams!"

Just as Lin Xuan stepped through the door, Shangguan Jie hurried over.

Shangguan Jie's face was full of flattering Expressions as he clasped his hands in greeting to Lin Xuan, then led him toward the Distinguished Guest seats on the High Platform.

At that moment, everyone's gaze focused on Lin Xuan.

The White-haired Old Man in a White Robe, Jiang Jiubai, quickly stepped forward and said, "So this is the Imperial Husband—truly a fine-looking man!"

Through Shangguan Jie's introduction, Jiang Jiubai had long known Lin Xuan's identity.

Seeing him now, with his dignified appearance like a banished immortal, he was even more impressed.

With Jiang Jiubai taking the lead, the other great literary masters and titans, including Shen Yakang, also rose one after another to greet Lin Xuan.

Though they held high status in the Literary World.

But Lin Xuan was both the Imperial Husband and capable of writing that line of timeless talent.

His talent and status were lofty enough to earn the respect of Jiang Jiubai and the others.

The crowd below was also full of praise.

"So the one who wrote that line is the Imperial Husband—truly impressive!"

"The Imperial Husband is so Handsome and so talented—he's really a winner in life!"

"Ah, I'm so jealous!"

Unlike the crowd's admiration.

Just as he stepped through the door, Sima Wenyi saw his Teacher, Shen Yakang, bowing to Lin Xuan.

Sima Wenyi's face immediately turned sour.

A deep sense of Defeat weighed on his heart, sweeping away all his pride.

Lin Xuan's status, talent, and looks—every aspect was top-notch.

Even his teacher bowed and greeted him; Sima Wenyi wasn't even worthy of being compared to Lin Xuan!

With Lin Xuan around, how could Mu Youqing ever give him a second glance?

Thinking of this, Sima Wenyi felt the paper in his hand—the one bearing the timeless love poem—turn scorching hot.

Even if he were asked to take it out now, he wouldn't be willing.

Gritting his teeth, Sima Wenyi crumpled the paper into shreds, turned around, and walked out of the hall with a look of dejection.

He didn't want to stay here any longer, watching Lin Xuan shine brilliantly and bask in the adoration of thousands.

At this moment.

Lin Xuan had already exchanged greetings with Jiang Jiubai and the other ten Literary Titans, and Jiang Jiubai and the rest returned to their seats.

Lin Xuan also sat down in his own seat.

Fortunately, the chair was wide enough that the four little girls could sit with him.

Seeing the four adorable girls, like kittens, nestled in Lin Xuan's embrace.

The tens of thousands of people at this Literary Gathering all revealed expressions of envy.

Especially some of the male literati, who felt an urge to rush home, have a daughter with their wives, and dote on her dearly.

Truly, Xuan Zhu and the four little girls were just too endearing.

Lin Xuan, with the four children, presented such a tender scene that it nearly melted everyone's hearts.

And just as the crowd was quietly sighing in admiration, a holy light suddenly blazed forth.

Behind the distinguished guest seats where Lin Xuan and the others sat, a colossal statue, a hundred meters tall, materialized within the light.

He was dressed as a scholar in a long robe, holding a brush in his left hand and a book in his right, his head lifted toward the sky, exuding an extraordinary aura.

With the knowledge granted by the Profound Absolute Heavenly Tome, Lin Xuan recognized at a glance that this statue was the Wenqu Star.

Xuan Zhu pointed at the statue and asked, "Daddy, is this the Wenqu Star Old Man?"

Lin Xuan revealed a hint of admiration: "You know the Wenqu Star too?"

"Yes!" Xuan Zhu nodded, "Mother taught me."

Lin Xuan silently nodded. Xuan Zhu was the most etiquette-conscious and literature-loving of the four children.

He figured that Donghuang Ziyou had noticed her traits and taught her accordingly.

"But Mother only briefly mentioned the Wenqu Star Old Man."

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

Xuan Zhu furrowed her brow.

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "According to legend, the Wenqu Star is the Fourth Star of the Big Dipper, the incarnation of the Star of Civil Examinations."

"He governs the fame of civil examinations in the mortal world, the prestige of literary and official careers, and he himself is brimming with talent and literary flair."

Xuan Zhu pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "So, he's a literary old man turned from the Big Dipper."

"You could say that." Lin Xuan felt that Xuan Zhu's insight was indeed sharp—her summary hit the mark.

Xuan Zhu asked again, "Then why do people build a statue of him?"

"Naturally, because they admire and love him." Lin Xuan smiled and patted Xuan Zhu's little head.

"Oh, I see." Xuan Zhu nodded.

Xuan Xi's big eyes darted around, and two adorable dimples appeared on her lips as she smiled:

"Then I want to build a statue of Daddy too."

Xuan Han raised four fingers: "I'll build four—one for each of us!"

Xuan You shook her little head vigorously: "Not enough, not enough! I want to build a thousand, ten thousand!"

Xuan Zhu, Xuan Xi, and Xuan Han all revealed shocked expressions.

They said in unison, "Xuan You, if you make so many, what if someone steals them because you can't keep watch?"

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