"Do you want to see this senior?"
Zheng Zhiqiu's words made all the bachelors quiet down, and they all looked at him with burning eyes.
A bachelor said excitedly: "What the dean means...can we meet?"
Wow!
The crowd was in uproar again, and everyone was trembling with excitement.
They didn't know who this senior was, but they knew what kind of existence this would be.
First of all, this senior possesses earth-level cultural treasures.
Secondly, those who possess earth-level cultural treasures are at least at the level of the academy dean.
A fourth grade gentleman.
No!
He should be a third-grade scholar.
Because their dean, Zheng Zhiqiu, is a fourth-grade scholar, and even he cannot do this.
"A third-grade scholar!"
"He must be a third-grade scholar! Otherwise it would be impossible to do this..."
Some bachelors guessed the identity of this senior, which immediately made other bachelors' scalps go numb.
He is actually a third-grade scholar.
Are they qualified to see such a senior?
"Fortunately, I came to witness this poem on the plaque, which not only gave birth to literary talent, but also gave me the opportunity to meet a third-grade scholar... I am third in the academy, and the dean will definitely give me priority!"
In the crowd, Li Wenbo, who was carrying a food box, was trembling with excitement and whispering in his heart.
"If you can meet this senior... you will be lucky for three lifetimes!"
"yes!"
"Dean, can we meet this senior?"
The scholars were also very excited and looked at Zheng Zhiqiu expectantly.
They feel it.
There is a great chance to meet this senior.
A third-grade scholar!
This is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime!
"Not a third-grade scholar!"
At this moment, Chen Jinbei couldn't bear it any longer, so he stepped forward and said, "You know this person and have already met him..."
Ding!
Li Wenbo shivered.
Already seen it?
Buzz!
Lin Yi's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, and his heart suddenly went cold, just like the food box in his hand.
"Impossible, maybe... the dean of Junji Academy?" Li Wenbo comforted himself.
"Have you seen it?"
The scholars were stunned and looked at each other, feeling very confused.
When a third-grade scholar arrived at the academy, there was a very grand welcoming ceremony.
This sense of ritual is indispensable.
Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the great Confucian scholars and disrespectful to the arts. It is impossible for the dean to make such a mistake.
How many of the wives also stared?
How come they don't know?
The new faces they had seen during this period were none other than the newcomers Lin Yi and Su Huaizhi.
It's impossible... The senior who wrote this poem on the plaque is Lin Yi, right?
This is completely impossible.
First of all, Lin Yi didn't have any earth-level cultural treasures.
Secondly, it is impossible for Lin to compose three poems in a row that are so talented that they can spread across the country and the state.
Because there is no such genius in the world.
"Haha! Master Chen couldn't be more clear about this poem on the plaque... Let him say it!"
Dean Zheng Zhiqiu smiled without saying a word and motioned to Chen Jinbei to show off his cards.
Uh-huh!
All eyes fell on Chen Jinbei, staring at him.
"Lin Yi!"
Chen Jinbei said it, and deliberately emphasized his tone, saying with a solemn expression: "It's Lin Yi, this poem on the plaque was also written by him!"
"..."
quiet!
The entire main hall of the academy suddenly became deathly silent, the atmosphere was solemn, and you could hear a needle drop.
Snap!
Suddenly, the food box in Li Wenbo's hand fell to the ground, breaking the silence in the hall.
His mouth was slightly open, tears streaming down his face, and his head was buzzing.
Why didn't he... go and deliver food to Lin Yi?
Why did you come here to join in the fun?
Do you want to regret it for the rest of your life?
No!
He regretted it for the rest of his life just because he came here.
After a while!
"impossible!"
A white-faced bachelor stood up. He was the first to deny it and explained: "We can understand literary courage because the poem on the plaque is blessed by the earth-level cultural treasure!"
"We are impressed by Lin Yi's poetic talent, but... Master Chen said that the poem on the plaque is Lin Yi's, but his disciples don't think so!"
"That's right! Lin Yi is a ninth-level enlightened man who doesn't even have a literary reputation. How can he make an earth-level cultural treasure recognize his master? It's a joke!"
"Master Chen, this joke is not funny..."
Other bachelors who came to their senses also expressed their opinions. No one believed that the poem on the plaque was written by Lin Yi.
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
The poems on the inscriptions need to be written on earth-level cultural treasures. For this reason, Lin Yi can be completely ruled out.
"hehe……"
Li Wenbo couldn't help laughing at that time.
He even laughed a little crazy: "Hahahaha..."
"What are you doing? Li Wenbo, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm afraid this book boy is the one who took the blame and went crazy..."
The academicians were so frightened by Li Wenbo's laughter that their scalps were numb, and they laughed without any warning. It was so penetrating!
Chen Jinbei looked at Li Wenbo.
"Wrong, you are all wrong!"
Li Wenbo knelt down, picked up the food box, and opened the food box tremblingly under the attention of everyone.
When he saw that the food was safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief.
All the scholars looked at each other, confused and puzzled as they looked at Li Wenbo, who was behaving abnormally.
at this time.
Li Wenbo untied his Confucian shirt, carefully wrapped the food box to keep it warm, looked at the academicians and said, "The most precious treasure of our academy, the Green Wolf Brush...has already recognized Lin Yi as its master!"
The words fell.
First there was a brief silence, then...
Wow!
The entire main hall of the academy erupted into a shocking uproar, and all the bachelors and masters were so frightened that they had goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Qing... Qinglang Pen recognized its owner?"
"Is it Lin Yi? Doesn't the ancestral motto of the academy...didn't it say...the Lesser Sage...the Lesser Sage can recognize his master?"
"No...it's impossible!"
All the scholars and masters were so shocked that they could not believe that this was true.
Pingzhou Academy is a cultural treasure of earthly origin.
But... even the dean can only use it three times in his life. Only the academy disciples who have found the qualifications of a sub-sage are worthy of possessing it.
That is to say.
Does Lin also have the qualifications to be a sub-sage?
They were all shocked and turned to look at Dean Zheng Zhiqiu.
A master said in a trembling voice: "Dean, are Li Wenbo and Master Chen telling the truth?"
"kindness!"
Zheng Zhiqiu nodded seriously and said: "The poem on the plaque was indeed written by Lin Yi with the Qinglang pen, and the Qinglang set... everyone has recognized the owner!"
"What?"
"One...set? More than just the Green Wolf pen?"
The hair on all the scholars and masters stood on end, and their bodies were trembling.
A sense of numbness went straight to Tianling Gai!
It's shocking enough for a Qinglang pen to recognize its owner.
Unexpectedly, not only the Qinglang pen, but also Qinglang inkstone and Qinglang ink... have been passed down to Lin Yi.
"It's not too late! It's not completely cool yet..."
Li Wenbo felt dizzy, and without caring about his own image, he stumbled towards the small courtyard holding the food box.
At this moment, he was truly convinced!
Two poems inscribed on tablets, one poem inscribed on tablets... This is just the strength displayed by Lin Yi at the ninth level of the Awakening Realm.
What about the eighth-level life?
What about the seventh-grade benevolent person, the sixth-grade Confucian scholar, and the fifth-grade moral conduct...
perhaps.
During his lifetime, when Lin Yitong was born, he could witness with his own eyes the emergence of Cai Qi Guan Fu's poetry, and even... Cai Qi Mingguo.
"It's Lin Yi, it's really Lin Yi!"
"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced..."
"Today he asked us to understand literary courage. As we just said...Lin Yi should be my teacher and kneel three times and kowtow nine times!"
"When three of us travel together, we must have my teacher! Lin Yi should be my teacher! He should be my teacher!"
When the scholars saw Li Wenbo losing his composure, they instantly understood Lin Yi's great potential.
They didn't care about anything else and directly chased Li Wenbo to meet Lin Yi, who had taught them literary courage.
