Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 98
A modified "On the Passing of the Qin Dynasty" was slowly formed under his pen.

The central idea is: the ancient country of Ximu was not destroyed by foreign enemies, but by internal affairs. He is a typical example of playing a good hand to a pulp.

The invasion of foreign enemies and internal affairs are not isolated, but closely related. If there are moths inside the high-rise buildings, the building will be riddled with holes, so don't blame the foreign enemies for destroying you, because you are looking for death on your own.

This point of view is sharp and novel, spicy but not out of order.

With a twist:
"Look at me, the collusion of officials and businessmen, vying for the fat and anointing of the people, the collusion of officials and bandits, dare to slaughter the elders of a city, the people have no food for three days, and the high-ranking officials are worried about fat. How is it similar to the end of Ximu? Never forget the past, The teacher of the future is also to regard the gentleman as the country, observe the ancient times, experience the present, observe the human affairs, observe the principles of prosperity and decline, judge the appropriateness of power, go in an orderly manner, and change according to the time, so the time lasts and the country is safe."

So far, all answered.

Lin Su checked it again, and it was correct. He raised his hand, and gently pulled the bell on the top. The silver bell vibrated silently, and the test paper flew into the void with the holy light in front of him.

At this moment, it was still three hours before the exam started.

Lin Su pushed away the examination room and strode outside. Two professors from Baishui Academy stood at the door, staring at him in surprise: "Student, what happened?"

"It's okay, I'm done!"

The professor's eyes widened all of a sudden, it's only been three hours!
Lin Su had gone away, another instructor said: "He is Lin Su, and he also handed in the papers in three hours for the Haining Township Examination that day."

The professor on the left closed his eyes slightly, and slowly opened them again: "It's a pity that I can't see his test paper. I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of things he wrote in three hours."

The rule of the scientific examination is that the temple only gives the judgment result, and does not publish the content of the work.

"It's not necessarily impossible to see..."

The teacher was slightly surprised...

The teacher on the right side said: "The sacred metaphor has just been transmitted from the temple. In order to broaden the way of ci and set a new peak above the literary way, in this scientific examination, all the ci that have reached the level of five colors or above will be compiled into the "Shengdao Ci Chapter". It will be displayed simultaneously on the day the list is released."

The teacher's eyes lit up: "On the day the list is published, it will be displayed simultaneously? This glory far surpasses the ordinary holy psalms..."

The day when the list is released is the most sacred day in the nine countries and thirteen states. Almost everyone is paying attention to the gold list. What kind of honor is it to display the poems on the gold list at this time?

The two professors were silent for a long time, and looked up at the same time: "It seems that we need to learn ci. If there is no accident, in the next few years, ci will become the most popular vocabulary in Wen Dao, and it will become the common pursuit of everyone. If you are not proficient in words, how can you have the face to teach them?"

"Yes! The temple is committed to building Ci into another peak alongside poetry. The strength in the early stage will be unusually large. The golden road of Ci has been discovered, and the prospects will be extremely broad. Unfortunately, no one is familiar with it. The new literary way of Ci, a generation of Ci ancestry "Nanchu Layman" is far away in the ancient country of Nanyang, separated from here by hundreds of thousands of miles, Nanyang...Nanyang students are blessed, Da Cang, who was originally not as profound as his literary style, but now Lost the initiative... hey..."

Lin Su walked down from Baishui Academy step by step.

The sky suddenly began to drizzle, and the end of the white jade steps was shrouded in misty rain. A small lake appeared in front of it. The weeping willows beside the lake were like smoke, and the lake was covered with misty waves.

Lin Su was slightly taken aback. When he came, he came directly by the academy's guide boat. He didn't pay attention to the scene between Huichang and Baishui Academy. Now it seems that there is a small lake. He came from Qiankun Academy that day I handed in the papers and went home. I was crossing the Yangtze River. I was in danger on the way. Now Baishui Academy handed in the papers ahead of time. There is a lake in front of me. Who can cross him?
Just as he was looking around, a flat boat appeared on the lake from the wind and waves, and slowly enlarged in his sight. On the boat was a man in coir raincoat, sitting on the bow and fishing.

Lin Su's gaze pierced through the fog and rain, and landed on the bow of the boat. There was a jug of wine on the bow. Although the boat rose and fell with the waves, the old man and the wine were as motionless as a mountain. Lin Su's heart moved slightly. This person is not ordinary. Fishermen, ordinary fishermen, how could they carry alcohol with them?
Such a person is more like a hermit.

The boat approached, and on the bow, the old man chanted softly: "One coir, one scorpion, one lone boat, one fisherman, one hook, one new poem, one pot of wine, one new poem, one pot of wine... one new poem, one pot of wine ..."

Until the boat was about to dock, he was still repeating "a new poem and a jug of wine", and he couldn't recite the last sentence...

Lin Su added: "One person catches one river autumn alone!"

"...One person alone fishes one river autumn! Wonderful!" The old man raised his head abruptly, as if he had just discovered Lin Su's existence at this moment.

Lin Su finally saw the old man's face clearly. This is an extremely elegant old man. There are not many wrinkles on his face, and he is probably in his early forties, but his hair is half black and half white, and his eyes are as bright as autumn water. With the indifference of seeing through the world, the overall feeling is three points older than his face.

"I've met Mr.!" Lin Su bowed lightly.

He has good eyesight, this is Baishui Academy, even the janitor has Wengen, this person can go boating and fishing on the lake on the day of the scientific examination, and export a poem, quite extraordinary, naturally not an ordinary person.

The old man smiled slightly: "You handed in the paper early again?"

Lin Su's eyes widened: "You know me?"

The old man's word "you" revealed his mystery. If he didn't know that Lin Su handed in the papers in advance for the rural examination that day, how could he talk about the word "you"?In the world, how many people hand in the examination papers ahead of schedule?
The old man laughed: "Lin Su, the colorful madman, handed in the papers ahead of time every time, and he really got the word 'crazy'; he exported a poem and touched the pen, and he really got the magic word."

Lin Su scratched his head...

The old man said: "One coir, one cockroach, one lone boat, one fisherman, one hook, one new poem, one jug of wine, one person fishing alone, one river and autumn... Can poetry win prizes?"

"Should... be able to!"

"Five colors or seven colors?"

"I can't reach the colorful!"

"Why?"

Lin Su hesitated slightly...

"But it doesn't matter!" The old man stared at him, his eyes sparkling. He repeated this poem, feeling more and more full of charm, but the person in front of him still seemed to feel quite inadequate. Where is it?

Lin Su bowed slightly: "Sir, please forgive student Meng Lang. This poem is extremely rare. Even if there are slight flaws, it is a pity. How about the student boldly changing a few words for Mr.?"

"Please!" The old man also bowed slightly, which was an attitude of exploring knowledge on an equal footing.

Lin Sudao: "In the first sentence, a coir, a scorpion, and a solitary boat, the word 'solitary' is a repetition, and it is more appropriate to change it to the word 'bian'."

A minion, a scorpion, and a boat...

The old man's eyes are bright, wonderful!excellent!Is there any more?

A fisherman with a hook is a bit solid, but the artistic conception is not good. How about changing it to "one foot of silk and one inch of hook"?
One foot of silk and one inch of hook...

The old man laughed loudly, and put his hands together, a small table suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and there were two more chairs under their buttocks. A bottle of wine!"

"Excellent!" Lin Su drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

The old man picked up the gold paper and wrote down the poem just now: one straw hat, one boat, one foot of silk and one inch hook, one song and one bottle of wine, one person alone fishing one river autumn!

When the poem is completed, the colorful lights permeate the sky, and the autumn rain in the sky is reflected like a rainbow in the colorful lights.

The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling infinitely relieved.

A wonderful colorful poem was completed with the joint efforts of the two.

The old man stopped laughing: "A daughter is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find. Seeing you today will bring you a lifetime of comfort. I have a question to ask, and I hope to tell you frankly."

"you say!"

"Where is your path?"

road?
Lin Su was somewhat confused...

Participating in the scientific examination, passing the examination all the way, so that he can gain a literary heart, this is the path he has been walking at present, but what about after that?What if everything goes well and you pass the Jinshi exam?Be an official?With the current state of affairs, what should he do?There is still a fatuous emperor in power. Does he help this fatuous emperor govern the country?Use your own bunch of creativity to achieve these offal, so that they are more convenient for fish and meat?

If not, what else could he do?
Rebellion?
Walk the world?Honing the power of martial arts?Do you regard Kobayashi Flying Knife as your pursuit?

Why bother...

Lin Su picked up his glass and murmured: "I suddenly realized that I don't seem to have a clear goal, maybe what I yearn for is my wife and children..."

Suddenly, he was slightly startled, what did he see?
On the wine glass, there are densely packed words, these words are extremely small: "Mountain Dwelling Journey" has seven leisure houses, three old trees, under the winter snow and setting sun, there is no one in the field...

As for the wine in the cup, there are actually words in it, even finer words: "Le Sacrifice" is known as Lexi, which originated in Jin Dynasty.

Lin Su suddenly raised his head...

"Where the heart is, where the road is, cherish it!"

The old man’s voice came from a vague place, the lake in front of Lin Su disappeared, the people disappeared, and the weeping willows disappeared too. The chair under his buttocks was never a chair, it was just a white jade step, and the chair he held in his hand was a chair. The wine glass melted into nothingness, leaving behind the last four words: Journey in the Mountains. The four words also suddenly turned into a light mist and passed before his eyes.

Lin Su's whole body was shaken.

Everything just now is not a real thing, it is the illusion of the power of Wen Dao.

Able to construct text into wine glasses, wine, weeping willows, small lakes, boats...

What an astonishing power?

This is an extremely mysterious realm called the literary world!

What is the literary world?The realm above the literary way - directly build a world with the power of literary way!
The old man just now has opened the literary world!

In the world, people in the literary world are all big figures who are indomitable, and in the literary world, they are god-like existences.

Who is he?
The only thing Lin Su can remember is "A Journey in the Mountain", but he has never seen this article before, and he doesn't know who wrote it...

The golden bell tolled.

Lin Su was shocked again. It took him only three hours to complete the scientific research. He changed a poem with the mysterious old man by the lake. In his impression, it took less than half an hour. Now it is clearly over. After more than ten hours, the scientific examination was officially over.

In the literary world of the mysterious person, the rules of time can also be changed...

The general examination was over, and the examinees finally finished the day and night of the scientific examination, and walked out of the examination room exhausted, including Lin Jialiang. He had participated in the general examination three years ago, and he was very high-spirited that time. Why?Because his country test is No.7, he has participated in the Luming Banquet, he is one of the top ten talents in Quzhou, and he is the second son of the Hou Mansion. In his opinion, those who participate in the Luming Banquet do not need to worry about taking the exam. If Sun Shan loses his name, he must also be on the list.

But reality hit him hard, and he failed.

The general examination and the local examination are completely two concepts, and the results of the local examination are not directly related to the general examination.

Since then, he has had a very contradictory mentality about the exam, hoping that this day will come soon, but he is afraid that it will really come.

The meeting is coming, his family has come down, he is no longer the second son of the Hou family, when things are changing, a third younger brother suddenly appears to accompany him...

Can you pass this time?
Bless the ancestors of the Lin family, bless him and the third brother both in high school!
The Lin family needs them, the Lin family can no longer stand the twists and turns...

Lin Jialiang searched the crowd, looking for his third brother, but he couldn't find it. No one came out from the examination room where the third brother was...

No way, third brother, you handed in the paper early again?
Fortunately, he turned his gaze and saw the third younger brother under the tree on the side of the road ahead. Fortunately, you finally listened to the persuasion once, and this time you didn't hand in the paper in advance...

"Third brother!" Lin Jialiang walked over a few steps and grabbed Lin Su's hand: "How is it?"

"Let's keep doing that!" Lin Su replied casually, "What about you?"

"I... I think it's still a bit mysterious... The policy theory is fine, that's the poem, I don't feel very satisfied, but I can't see what's wrong. I blindly revised a few editions. The time is coming, so I have no choice but to submit it. , the outcome is unknown."

It wasn't until now that Lin Jialiang really realized how important the third brother's advice was. A few days ago, he just wrote, and anyway, it was handed over to the third brother. If you didn't write well, the third brother would draw a circle. It is enough to make targeted revisions, but today, the third brother can't draw a circle for him, and he immediately lost his sense of direction.

The person next to him laughed: "Second Master Lin is confused, does Third Master Lin also have it?"

Lin Su glanced back, the person who spoke was Jieyuan He Mintao from Jicheng Mansion.

He Mintao added: "I know I'm not satisfied, but I don't know what's wrong. It's just because of one thing. You don't have a famous teacher to point you out. How many people in the world know how to use a word? It's because of this, so the background is the first." Time divides the participating students into grades, haha, it's getting harder and harder to turn over from a poor family..."

Lin Su smiled lightly: "It turns out that Brother He claims to have a profound background and has been taught by a famous teacher, but he doesn't know who your famous teacher is and what level it is?"

Another person opened the folding fan and opened it lightly: "Brother He and I were lucky this time, and both got guidance from the great scholar Li Pingbo in the capital. One of Mr. Li's poems should be among the top ranks in the world. , I am afraid that no one in this world is invincible?"

This person is another Jie Yuan, Du Zhou.

(End of this chapter)