Look at the next chapter, Chapter 7, Narushu, Seizen.

The person who issued the scroll gave the poem scroll to Fang Yun, and then took away the thirty test papers of "Please Divine Words".

Fang Yun looked at the requirements of the test paper, and wrote a poem to choose one of the spring and the side plug.

Fang Yun sighed: "Writing poetry! This is my strength." ”

In my previous life, I don't know how many Tianjiao left thousands of poems, which have been passed down through the ages, and it doesn't matter if I can't write, but we can copy them!

So Fang Yun listed the conditions in his heart, to rhyme one of the four rhymes, if it is a side poem, and it must be in line with the idea of the main battle, it must be a celebrity work, and it must be a good ranking in the exam, and become a child as much as possible.

Fang Yun picked and chose a poem by Du Fu's "Twilight", a five-character poem, which is a very famous side poem, and the rhyme is in line with the yang part of the four rhymes.

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"The twilight of the year is far away, and the border corner still uses soldiers. Smoke and dust in the snow ridge ......"

When he wrote this, Fang Yun suddenly stopped writing.

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Inside the Confucius Courtyard, Yan Hui said: "The twilight of the year is far away, and the border corner is still using soldiers. Smoke and dust in the snow ridge..."

After tasting it, he sighed and said, "Good poetry, good poetry!" and said angrily: "What about the rest of the story? Why don't you finish it? Real people are annoying." ”

Inside the school bully group.

Datang-Qiu Gong: Do any of you know this Du Fu? This poem is not shallow, and it is not an unknown person.

Western Night Country-Deng Qiu: It turned out to be a remnant poem, it's really aggrieved, who knows the full text?

I haven't heard of Du Fu's name, this poem should be very famous after it appeared, and it is the first time I have seen this residual poem, and I have never heard of it before, which is really amazing!

In front of the mobile phone, many people are curious about who this Du Fu is and what the full text of this poem is, and their hearts are itching!

Li Shimin of Chang'an chanted: "The twilight of the year is far away, and the border corner still uses soldiers. Dequan, how about you say that I will raise some salaries for the soldiers?"

Dequan next to him bowed down and smiled: "Your Majesty is benevolent, they will definitely be grateful!"

Li Shimin looked outside and said: "I enjoy all the glory and wealth in this palace, but those soldiers are in the bitter cold land of the border pass, enduring hunger and cold, and when they are in the twilight of each year, they will scold me when they look at their hometown from afar!"

Dequan hurriedly said, "No." Your Majesty is the Ming Jun alive, they are bathed in Your Majesty's holy virtues, and it is too late to be grateful, how can they insult Your Majesty?!"

Li Shimin smiled slightly and said: "I plan to let Cheng bite Jin Daizhen to inspect the three armies, send military salaries and supplies to the three armies, and from today on, the treatment of all soldiers will be doubled." ”

Dequan bowed down and said, "No!"

Inside the Heavenly Court Purple Condensation Palace, the Jade Emperor smiled and said: "Where is there any Du Fu? This poem is also the first time in the Three Realms, I didn't expect you to be so low-key, write a poem and come out with a virtual author, this is not like your style, is it difficult or Qingya's girl can't write it?"

In the Tianmen Mountain Hanging Island Bookstore, Li Qingya sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting the girl who had fallen asleep with one hand, and sliding lightly with the mobile phone in the other hand, and chuckled: "Sui Dusk, what a good name, I didn't expect him to be inserious, and he also wrote a good poem, and he must bring down the whole poem tomorrow." ”

The readers regretted for a while, and continued to look down, and Fang Yun wrote Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" again, which was shocking again, especially those Confucian students really couldn't remember which Confucian Meng Haoran was?

"Spring Dawn" has both a beautiful rhyme and ups and downs, so the poetry is mellow. It shows the poet's love for spring, but he does not say it all, does not say it thoroughly, "the windward door is half-open", allowing readers to speculate and guess, and it is full of hidden twists and turns.

It's really a very rare good poem, but the problem is that it's an unknown author, is it really a virtuous person hidden in the wild? There really are so many virtuous people in the wild?

Readers continue to read with doubts, and the next thing is that Fang Yun is empowered to become a saint before the child, and in order to determine the ranking, Cai County Decree asks for the Holy Words for Fang Yun.

Especially in this paragraph, Yan Hui's eyes lit up, this kind of ritual is not difficult to do, he and others can do it, what makes Yan Hui care the most is that here points out the cultivation path of Confucianism and Taoism in the other world.

Cai Xianling's eyes were like ice, his body was surging, and a chill spread in the reading room.

When Jinshi was angry, his talent could be turned into a spear and sword that could kill people, which was extremely terrifying. ......

After Yan Hui finished reading the ten chapters, he turned off his mobile phone, knocked his fingers on the face stone table, and said to himself: "Talent, when the jinshi is angry, the talent can be turned into a spear and sword that can kill people." ”

Isn't the purpose of asking Zhang Mingxuan to help write this book also to seek a way out? The talent in this book really made Yan Hui's eyes light up, and his heart became excited for the first time in a long time, and he was full of expectations for the following content.

There is no talent in this world, but there is a literary atmosphere, according to the description in the book, talent and literary qi are very different, and talent can directly affect heaven and earth as a means of attack. However, the literary qi is different, the scholar can only nourish himself, strengthen the muscles and bones, and purify the soul, to say that the offensive effect, the literary qi is worse than the so-called internal strength cultivated by ordinary people, so many Confucian monks will also practice the exercises of other schools, such as Taoism.

Only when you study and become a great Confucian, the sun and the moon enter your mind, and your literary spirit turns into a heroic and righteous spirit, can you truly be called a Confucian monk, and how difficult is it to become a great Confucian? How difficult is it to make progress after becoming a great Confucian? Even if you reach the point where you have reached this point, isn't it still that the road ahead is slim, and it is difficult to make inch?

Yan Hui is full of expectations for this new world of Confucianism, Taoism, and holiness, and he doesn't know what kind of situation it holds? In this world where Confucianism and Taoism are supreme, what kind of path will Confucianism take?

The more Yan Hui thought about it, the more difficult it was to calm down, he picked up his phone again, read another article from the beginning, and rewarded one million with his fingers, leaving a message: Update quickly!

Not only Yan Hui, too many people are attracted by "Confucianism and Taoism", there is a background introduction in these ten chapters, and many characters in the background are extended from reality, which is very intriguing, and the unique cultivation method and social structure in it are eye-catching.

There is also the origin of the contradiction, the protagonist broke out in the examination room, the saint before the child, please the holy judge, all of which make the reader very happy, my Tang scholar is powerful, crossing the other world to hang and beat the other world.

There was a lot of discussion on the Internet, and there were also discussions in reality, and the readers were asking each other who Du Fu was and who was Meng Haoran? No one knew each other until midnight.

Early in the morning, Zhang Mingxuan stretched out of bed and said, "Comfortable!"

In the courtyard outside, Li Qingya was practicing calligraphy in the shade of a tree with a brush.