"A poem on a plaque? It's actually a poem on a plaque..."
When Li Wenbo heard the words of those bachelors, he stopped and his expression suddenly became entangled: "If I read the poems on the inscriptions, the food will be cold, which will leave a bad impression in Lin Yi's heart, but... …”
"If I miss the poem on the plaque, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
Li Wenbo gritted his teeth and ran towards the main hall of the academy with the food box in hand.
He doesn't want to regret it for the rest of his life!
…
The main hall of the academy is magnificent and illuminated by candlelight.
Countless scholars gathered here, staring at the plaque above the main hall with burning eyes and breathing rapidly.
They knew that what was on the plaque was the poem inscribed on it.
It is a great opportunity to allow them to enjoy at all times the richness of poetry and prose from the talented Mingzhou.
From then on, Pingzhou Academy can truly be as famous as Junji Academy and Qingping Academy.
Unfortunately, the poem on the plaque was covered with red cloth.
I still don’t know what kind of poem can actually become a poem on a plaque.
They waited anxiously.
nervous.
expect.
Excited.
All kinds of emotions were mixed, and I was so anxious that I wished I could rush up and tear open the red cloth and see the true face of the poem.
"Dean, when can it be unveiled?"
"This disciple can't wait any longer and is eager to see the original poem on the plaque!"
Some bachelors felt really uncomfortable waiting, so they took the initiative to ask.
"Ha ha!"
Zheng Zhiqiu stroked his beard and chuckled: "The poem inscribed on the plaque hanging in the palace is of great significance. When the time comes, it will be unveiled. Everyone, please stay calm!"
In fact, he was very excited inside.
This is a matter of great significance to Pingzhou Academy and is enough to be recorded in the history of the academy.
"If the founder of the hospital is still alive, he would also be happy..."
Zheng Zhiqiu suddenly thought of this in his heart, and his eyes filled with tears.
once Upon a time.
Pingzhou Academy has some prestige in Jinzhou, but from now on, Pingzhou Academy will be as famous as Junji Academy and Qingping Academy, and will be famous in Nanxiang Prefecture.
All this is thanks to Lin Yi.
He is the rewriter of the fate of Pingzhou Academy!
"The Master is here!"
"Master Chen!"
"Master Li..."
At this moment, the masters from the academy also came over after hearing the news, and all the scholars bowed and saluted.
Even my wife came over.
The unveiling is definitely coming soon!
"Quick...quick!"
"The time is coming soon, it really tickles me to death!"
The atmosphere in the main hall rose in an instant. All the scholars counted the minutes and seconds, looking up at the plaque covered with red cloth.
"The time has come!"
Soon, Zheng Zhiqiu made a calculation and immediately made a solemn announcement.
At the same time, two talents shot toward the knot on the plaque.
Wow!
The red cloth slipped from the plaque.
The surroundings were eerily quiet for a moment.
All the bachelors and masters stared at the plaque hanging on the main hall with their eyes wide open.
I didn't dare to express my anger.
At the same time, the poems on the plaque finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Wow!"
The crowd was suddenly in an uproar, staring intently at the poem on the plaque.
Wisps of pure talent from heaven and earth came from all directions and gathered around the plaque, filling the air with the fragrance of books.
Everyone felt refreshed and refreshed instantly, with a clear and comfortable feeling all over their bodies.
"Sure enough! I knew it..."
Master Chen smiled slightly.
This poem on the plaque is exactly the three-step poem that Lin Yi wrote when he was confronting He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy.
"Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if they were idle."
"Don't be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces. You must leave your innocence in this world."
A master read this poem.
In an instant, the master's whole body was shaken, and the talent in his body began to circulate uncontrollably. He was pleasantly surprised and said: "Okay, just by reading this poem, the talent circulates more than three times faster than before!"
"What? Is there such a benefit?"
"This is a poem expressing ambition. Reciting the poem on the plaque can improve talents, make the humanities palace clear, and greatly increase the speed of talents!"
"What a saying, don't be afraid of your bones being shattered, and keep your innocence in the world... Scholars like us must have this kind of noble sentiment!"
All the scholars were excited and constantly comprehended the artistic conception in the poem.
They clenched their fists and their faces turned red, as if they were about to embark on a road to pieces for the sake of innocence.
This is the power of resonance in poetry.
The talents from heaven and earth gathered together, and the entire main hall of the academy seemed to have been set up with an array of talents.
Everyone felt refreshed and refreshed, as if they were in a holy temple that has been passed down for thousands of years.
Zheng Zhiqiu looked at everyone's reactions and performances, stroked his beard and chuckled.
His choice was not wrong.
If he kept this poem privately, it would be of great benefit to him.
But... it is even more meaningful when used as a poem on a plaque.
"Dean, which senior wrote this poem on the plaque? Is he in Nanxiang Mansion? I just recited the poem and felt the inspiring power. I want to kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to the senior!"
A bachelor stood up and said, his expression was solemn and he was greatly touched.
"This disciple also wants to see the true appearance of our senior..."
"This poem on the plaque will accompany me throughout my study career. My senior is like my teacher, and my disciples should pay tribute to him!"
More and more academy bachelors came forward.
Their eyes were burning, wanting to see the true face of their senior.
The spirit contained in this poem planted a seed in their hearts of not being afraid of hardships and sacrifices.
On the road of life, they found one thing...the courage to face death.
at the same time.
These bachelors who stood up had green energy gushing from their heads, and they exuded a temperament that they had not seen before.
For example, before they were among a group of readers, no one would notice them.
But now... they just stop in the crowd, and that's the focus.
It has nothing to do with appearance, but a kind of spirit.
"Okay, very good. In this poem, you have begun to understand literary courage. You will have the courage of a true scholar!"
Dean Zheng Zhiqiu saw the clues, his eyes lit up, he looked at the bachelors with relief, and said seriously: "With literary courage, from now on, your reading and writing of poems will all have your own charm. This is also the biggest poem inscribed on the plaque." meaning!”
"It seems that the dean chose this poem for the plaque very well!"
Zheng Zhiqiu's body was trembling. He never expected that Lin Yi's poem would actually make the academy bachelor realize literary courage.
But think about it.
Even He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy, was too shocked to do anything because of this talented poem.
He even wanted to destroy Zhu Liren to please Lin Yi.
Don’t you just know the meaning of this poem?
"Wen Dan? Are we beginning to understand Wen Dan?"
"Senior Brother Wang Chun, you seem to have...changed your temperament and become like an elegant master!"
"You too, this must be the benefit of literary courage!"
All the scholars were excited.
They had no idea that carefully understanding this poem on the plaque would bring such a big change to them.
Literary courage.
The courage of literary men. People often say that a person is very courageous, but in fact, what they are talking about is courage and courage.
When people have courage, they will have a spirit of their own that makes people admire them.
There is no need to show off deliberately. Wherever he goes, people can see that he is extraordinary at a glance.
"Do you want to see this senior?"
Zheng Zhiqiu looked at the scholars with a smile, stroked his beard and chuckled.
