The male supporting role has been promoted [Quick Transmigration]

The emerald green bamboo forest is full of good air and misty clouds.

As the sun sets, the earth is smudged with yellow, and the sky is full of fire and clouds. In the depths of the bamboo forest, two people are engaged in a literary competition.

Xu Ran leisurely put his left hand behind his back, and stood with his body on his back, holding the best Langhao pen in his right hand, and quickly wrote on the white rice paper, with a calm expression, almost no pause, and the writing was completed.

Xu Ran was so calm, which naturally put a lot of pressure on Song Rong. He is the only son of the Liang King, and he is still a little bit strong, but he also knows the high standards of Tianfu Academy, so he has put so much effort into it. Who knows? In the end, it all became a waste of hard work.

From the first time he met Xu Ran, he knew that Xu Ran was a formidable opponent, but he lost his advantage, and now he could only rely on what his former husband taught him to write.

Thinking of this, Song Rong frowned and began to bury his head in the rice paper to answer the questions earnestly, sweating profusely before he knew it.

Time flies, the setting sun fades, the bright moonlight is projected gently on the earth, and the bamboo forest is also quiet, only the sound of two people's Langhao pens sliding on the paper can be heard.

Xu Ran wrote the last word, put down the Langhao pen, and said to a dark place not far away, "I'm done."

Song Rong was startled, and speeded up his hand. He still had a lot to write.

Lan Po came out from the dark, "There is still time."

"Is there a rule here that you can't submit the papers in advance?" Xu Ran asked.

"That's not it."

"Okay, I'm handing in the test now. I'm very tired and need to rest." Xu Ran yawned, it was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and he usually went to bed early at this time.

Lan Po raised his eyebrows and stepped forward to accept his answer sheet, "We have prepared a wing room, but you seem to be very confident in yourself."

"If you don't have confidence in yourself, who else do you have confidence in?" Xu Ran asked back.

Lan Po laughed, "Yes."

After watching him leave, Song Rongsheng was afraid that he would be left behind, so he immediately ended and handed in the paper.

After both of them had left, Lan Po took the test paper and went to look for the flagon weirdo.

The flagon weirdo never leaves the wine in his hands, and always wears a wine gourd loosely around his waist. He looks sloppy and doesn't look like a teacher at all.

"Hi~ Did they finish the exam?"

"Well, here is the answer sheet."

The jug geek's misty eyes cleared up for a moment, "Have you seen it?"

"not yet."

He sat up slowly, raised his head and took another sip of wine, "You already have an idea in your mind."

"I would like to hear your views."

"Then let's take a look at his answer sheet."

What they read first was Song Rong's. Song Rong handed in a thesis on scenery, with sharp words and complete structure. From the spring in the south of the Yangtze River to the heavy snow in the north, he had a strong sense of substitution. It can be seen that his literary skills are not good. Difference.

Lan Po narrowed his eyes, "King Liang really cares about his son."

"That's not."

This article will definitely be shocking to the outside world, but in front of the two of them, it is just a well-behaved article.

Song Rong was in poor health and could not learn martial arts, so he was carefully taught by the master invited by King Liang since he was a child. "The appellation.

This time he was going to study in the academy, and Huaishan Academy immediately sent him an invitation. Who knew that he was so angry that he insisted on going to Tianfu Academy, the first of the four academies that no one had passed.

He is capable in himself, and of course he would like to be reminded to increase his confidence. Who knew that Cheng Yaojin, such as Xu Ran, had been killed. Fortunately, he was free to answer the questions, and he answered the topics he was best at. Song Rong was full of confidence.

Lan Po turned over Xu Ran's answer sheet, and a scent of pen and ink came to his face. On the white rice paper, there was a magnificent scene of bamboo forest, black soil, gray leaves, bamboo joints with distinct layers, branches and leaves, and the lines were extremely realistic.

The hippopotamus curled his lips, "He's digressing."

Lan Po was a little disappointed, but he still opened all the papers and fixed the four corners with an inkstone, only to see that Xu Ran wrote a poem in the upper right corner.

[Green bamboo rises for a thousand days, and the frost clears the pond.

The rock breaks and establishes its roots, and grows a hundred feet high in anger.

In the old days, when the south wind blew, it was difficult for new branches to emerge.

But seeking enlightenment, fame and fortune are like dust. 】

This poem is titled "Ode to Bamboo". It begins with the growth process of bamboo, and then describes the harsh environment of bamboo growth and the extremely strong tenacity of bamboo.

Suddenly the topic changed, and it began to be a metaphor for the "southern wind" of the previous dynasty, which meant that there were lessons from the previous dynasty that emphasized literature over military affairs.

The last sentence is Xu Ran's wish. I only hope that people in the world can achieve the most basic enlightenment, be able to read and think independently, and other fame and fortune are no different from dust.

These few short verses vividly express the meaning that Xu Ran wants to express. With the landscape and bamboo forest painting next to it, the artistic conception is transcendent, sober and refined, which makes Lan Po's eyes shine.

He carefully read the poem several times, and analyzed it word by word, only to find it endlessly aftertaste, and there was an inexplicable surge in his heart.

"Good! Very good!" The flagon weirdo felt more and more miraculous the more he looked at it, "He completed the answer sheet in just two quarters of an hour, and most of it was painted bamboo, which means that when you announced the topic, he had already With the answer, now the little doll is amazing!"

Lan Po nodded in satisfaction, "I thought he was good from the beginning."

"Who is good?"

When the two of them were discussing, an old man walked in outside the door. The old man had gray hair but was neatly combed, and he was holding a cane in his hand.

Lan Po replied, "Teacher."

This old man is Mr. Chen who was mentioned by the owner of the herbal tea shop the day before yesterday.

His health is getting worse and worse, and he still hasn't given up his search for an heir. It's just that this time his illness came suddenly, so he had to entrust Lan Po to help him take the exam.

Lan Po handed the answer sheets of the two to Chen Taifu. The Taifu narrowed his eyes, and after reading Song Rong's test paper, he said, and commented lightly, "He wrote well, and it suits my taste, but he is too deliberately catering to me. .”

Then he turned over Xu Ran's answer sheet, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

The jug weirdo didn't dare to drink in front of Mrs. Chen, so he quietly hid the wine gourd and asked cautiously, "Sir, what do you think of him?"

Chen Taifu stroked the white beard on his chin, nodded slowly, "His painting style is chic and realistic, the ink and ink are thick and light, without any repetition and impurity, clean and neat, he is a top-notch painter."

Then, he said, "This poem is grand and magnificent, with profound artistic conception and everyone's demeanor. Who is he? I want to meet him."

Chen Taifu is notoriously picky, but today, they heard Chen Taifu praising others for their demeanor, which is obviously impossible, and Chen Taifu also proposed to meet people, which is a bit intriguing.

"Then what about Song Rong?" the jug weirdo asked.

Chen Taifu waved his hand, "Send it back."

"Where is King Liang?"

"Is he the son of King Liang?"

"Yes."

"No wonder, no wonder his style is so familiar..." Chen Taifu murmured to himself, his expression suddenly turned ugly, "Send it back, I will never accept this kind of cheating student."

The moment Song Rong heard the news, the sky was gloomy.He dared to come here because of his ability, and because he had a large group of people behind him to help him study Taifu Chen's character and preferences, and the things he wrote were naturally biased towards Taifu Chen.

If Xu Ran hadn't stepped in, it would be a sure thing for him to enter Tianfu Academy.

The students who were confirmed to leave had to leave the next day, so no matter how indignant Song Rong was, he could only ask someone to pack up his things. He thought that both of them had been eliminated, but who knew that on the way to leave, they met Lan Po who was leading him. Go to Xu Ran from Taifu Chen.

"You passed?!" How is this possible!

Seeing his blushing, Xu Ran added fuel to the fire, "Yes, have a good journey."

"This is impossible!" Song Rong couldn't accept that he had lost to an unknown person. He had always been conceited, and he saw that the other party was led by Lan Po to the dean's room. Appreciation, this is simply a fantasy!

Seeing that Song Rong was not lightly irritated, Lan Po frowned slightly, "It's time for you to leave the academy."

"What are you, you dare to talk to me like that!"

Song Rong immediately scolded Lan Po, obviously attributed all this to Lan Po's making things difficult and Xu Ran's meddling, "I won't let you go, just wait for me!"

The air pressure around Lan Po suddenly dropped a lot, and the temperature of his voice also dropped to freezing point, causing Song Rong, who was on the opposite side, to feel a chill penetrate into his body.

But that feeling was only for a moment, and soon Lan Po returned to his usual face.

After Song Rong left, Xu Ran saw the legendary Taifu Chen. Taifu Chen didn't say anything else, but asked him to sit down, "Come and play chess with me."

Chen Taifu held the black stones, Xu Ran held the white stones, the two sides confronted each other, fighting back and forth, Xu Ran didn't care about the identity of the other side, he saw every move, and from time to time he added obstacles to the other side.

"It's not easy to enlighten everyone in the world." Chen Taifu said suddenly.

When Xu Ran dropped a son, Chen Taifu immediately frowned, "The simplification of the way lies in the human heart. The heart is the embodiment of wisdom and the backbone of the country."

He didn't answer Chen Taifu's question directly, but Chen Taifu also understood what he meant. This is a pioneer who is dedicated to awakening Chen Guo's sleeping spirit.

It's not that no one has thought of this, but no one has ever succeeded, including Taifu Chen himself.

"You are the only student in Tianfu Academy, and all the teachers will come to teach you tomorrow."

Chen Taifu made the last move, the situation was settled, Heizi was powerless, he was surrounded by Baizi all around, he said dejectedly, "This old man lost."

After playing chess for decades, he has never lost. This is the first time he has lost to a brat.

"Teacher..."

"Don't call me Taifu."

Facing Xu Ran's surprised gaze, Chen Taifu felt the joy of countering Xu Ran, squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, "Call me Master."

*

The next day, Tianfu Academy issued a notice, and the content of the notice swept across the entire Chen Kingdom like a storm.

Tianfu Academy, which has not had a student pass for ten years, has finally admitted a person. Who is this person? !

Wang Yuanzhi, a playboy at the age of 20, was assassinated by his own uncle, took away his family property and became a fool. Five years later, he woke up from a dream, entered a private school, took the children's test, and became a junior three yuan, but it was only a few months.

The olive branch of Huaishan Academy was rejected, and he insisted on taking the entrance examination to Tianfu Academy, but he was actually admitted!The world can't help but sigh that he is the real genius!

And the last piece of news was like a bomb that completely detonated the discussion on Wang Yuanzhi.

Taifu Chen has accepted his disciples!Chen Taifu accepted Wang Yuanzhi as a closed disciple.

Chen Taifu's last student was Emperor Chen, and his second student was Wang Yuanzhi. What does this mean?

This means that Wang Yuanzhi has become the emperor's younger brother!

The author has something to say: [Good air is dense, flying clouds are misty] from Song Dynasty Xu Fu's "Treading on Shasha · Sujing Jianglan"

The poem "Ode to Bamboo" in the article was compiled by the author himself [cover face]