When he first saw this red piece of paper from Taoyuan County, Mr. Wang, who was already furious, was extremely unhappy in his heart.
He even slapped the table and cursed on the spot, "Hey! It's a remote and small county, so careless in doing things. Knowing that there are heavy rains in the area that will affect travel, and the journey is so long, why didn't you write it and send it over earlier? In the end, you still have to use it. It took only a few days for the express delivery shop to arrive, what a waste of resources! That damn Taoyuan County magistrate, I have to go to the Holy Lord to get a copy of him!"
Mr. Wang is furious, and the subordinates of the Hanlin Academy should not say anything at this time.
But this piece of paper was delivered by Babai Li after a desperate effort. It was considered very important and had to be taken seriously.
"Sir, the postman who delivered the letter also brought a message from Zhu Rushi, the magistrate of Taoyuan County..."
Lin Qing, a sixth-grade Hanlin Academy student, suddenly stood up and reminded, "He said that this poem from Taoyuan County is very important. No matter how many poems the Hanlin Academy has yet to review, please read this one first. "
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Wang immediately looked at Lin Qing, his eyes almost bursting with fire, "What did you say?"
Lin Qing was startled and waved quickly, "Sir, these are the exact words of Zhu Rushi, the magistrate of Taoyuan County, and they are not the intentions of the lower officials!"
"Zhu Rushi! Zhu Rushi! Zhu Rushi!"
Lord Wang spitted everywhere and performed steadily, roaring into the sky, "Damn it, the Hanlin Academy is run by his family? Does he think he is the current emperor? He can jump in the queue whenever he wants?"
As soon as he finished cursing, he suddenly laughed in anger, almost going crazy, and said "Okay, okay" three times in a row, and then sneered and cursed, "You think you wrote well, right? You want to be limelight, right? Then? I want to see how much you weigh! Zhu Rushi, Zhu Rushi, if I don’t let you sit in jail, I will not call you Wang Zhihuan!"
These words were said so harshly that the overwhelming anger could hardly be quelled.
But when he opened the paper, smoothed out the wrinkles, and looked at the poem with critical eyes, all his anger disappeared in an instant.
Mr. Wang suddenly fell silent. He was speechless for a long time, with infinite regret in his heart. "Zhixian Zhu, I admit that I spoke a little too loudly just now."
A complex emotion mixed with wonder, ecstasy, sadness, and self-blame exploded in Master Wang's chest.
The ups and downs of his emotions made him shudder, and he stumbled back half a step uncontrollably... But even though he was teetering, he still held the red piece of paper tightly in his hand.
"grown ups!"
Lin Qing and others didn't know why, thinking that Mr. Wang was angry because the poem in Taoyuan County was so bad.
The public couldn't help but feel angry, and they all spoke out against Zhu Rushi, "It's just a county magistrate, why should I be angry with him? When this matter is over, just send him to the Ministry of Punishment to collect his guilt."
"Shut up!"
Mr. Wang shook the paper in his hand and cleared the air with one sentence. He trembled his beard and angrily said, "What qualifications do you have to criticize others? Who dares to accuse such a master of poetry and prose?"
ah? Didn’t you just scream the loudest? ...The officials secretly murmured, and then wondered, "Why did your Excellency's attitude change so quickly? Could it be that that poem..."
Everyone's minds were focused, and their eyes instantly lifted up, focusing on the red piece of paper in Mr. Wang's hand.
To be precise, it was the poem on the red paper.
"White Cloth Wins the Snow·Respectfully Invite the Sword Master to Fall Sword in Tai'an City"... Just one glance at the title of the poem made everyone's eyes startle, and they subconsciously held their breath.
At another glance, all the officials were silent and shocked.
The romantic words, the exquisite dialogues, and the wonderful artistic conception seemed to be tailor-made for the Sword Master.
At that moment, the Imperial Palace in front of them seemed to turn into an endless sky, and a figure in white clothes and snow came from the distant sky with a sword, thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye!
The sword comes out of the sky, and everything in the world is difficult to eliminate!
This is the true style of the Northern Sword Master!
Compared with this poem, those previous poems are shit!
After a long time, Lin Qing's mood dropped, and he suddenly fell down in front of the desk in despair, muttering to himself, "Holding a sword and asking, I will kill the immortals and demons infinitely. Except for the triple snow on your body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes? For this song Poetry is graded, am I really worthy?”
An elderly lecturer with tears in his eyes said, "This poem can only be found in heaven, how many times can we ask for it in the world? Everyone, could it be that the hope of Daxia Shilin has returned?"
The young editor and editor was also moved, "This poem shocks the past and the present, and it is an example for future generations like us to learn from!"
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"It is truly a blessing for the literary world of Daxia to have this wonderful poem!"
Mr. Wang concluded.
Holding the paper in his hand, he couldn't put it down, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm. "When this matter is over, I must write to Your Majesty, begging him to give Zhu Zhixian a great future! If he can re-enlightenment of Daxia poetry, in the future, He will definitely leave a mark in the history books!"
Lin Qing gave a timely reminder, "Sir, this poem may not have been written by the magistrate Zhu County. Look at the signature, it only says Taoyuan County. Who wrote it specifically remains to be verified."
Mr. Wang thought for a while and said, "Even if Zhu Zhixian didn't write it, he still has a good eye for recognizing people. He will definitely be rewarded in the future. As for the real author of this poem..."
He suddenly lowered his voice and said cautiously, "We must find out who it is! If possible, send someone secretly to Taoyuan County to invite the poetic genius back to the Hanlin Academy before this poem becomes famous. If we can If you become a colleague and work with him, you may be able to take advantage of him in the future, and you may become famous throughout the ages together!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Hanlin Academy stood at attention.
Celebrities through the ages, what a perfect ending!
Who as an official can refuse such a temptation?
Lin Qing was distraught and stood up immediately, "I will go to Taoyuan County myself! I will leave early tomorrow morning!"
"No! Go now!"
Mr. Wang pointed at him, "Travel secretly, buy a fast horse first, don't be reluctant to spend money, all expenses will go into your personal account, and I will reimburse you later. As long as everything is done, at the end of the year, I will guarantee that you will be a student, followed by a bachelor." Two words!”
To study as a bachelor is to study at the fifth level! How many people have struggled for half their lives!
Lin Qing's eyes shone and she stepped back to prepare without saying a word.
At this moment, the lecturer suddenly asked, "Sir, when will this poem be sent to the academy?"
"No rush! It won't be too late to send him off tomorrow night. By then, Lin Qing should have arrived in Taoyuan County."
Mr. Wang folded the paper in his hand again, carefully put it into his sleeve, and sneered, "Once this poem is handed in, it will definitely cause a sensation. By then, all forces will rush to Taoyuan County to rob people. Our Hanlin Academy We are all cultural people, so we definitely can’t rob them openly, so we can only rob them secretly. Humph, by the time they react, I’m afraid they’ll already be sitting in front of you.”
"As expected of you, sir!"
The lecturer gave a thumbs up and expressed deep admiration.
The others also expressed their admiration.
Master Wang stretched out his hand, glanced out the window, and sighed, "Lin Qing, it all depends on you!"
That night, a fast horse came out of the capital and headed for Taoyuan County under the stars and the moon.
