Lin also entered the mourning hall to express his condolences.
He didn't care about He Weijun writing the elegiac couplet, his eyes fell on the twenty-three spiritual tablets.
Every unfamiliar name.
Lin also kept these names in mind.
in mind.
I still vaguely remember their words: "I swear to live and die with the academy! I swear to live and die with the academy!!!"
"The heroic spirit is immortal and the majesty lasts forever!"
Three bows!
"Master Lin!"
Wang Chun saw Lin Yi's eyes were slightly red, and moved forward to support Lin Yi, choking and sobbing.
Lin Yi patted the back of Wang Chun's hand and said: "The dead are gone, but the living are like this!"
Buzz!
Wang Chun's eyes widened, his body shook violently, and Wen's heart trembled.
Lin Yi walked to his adoptive father Su Huaizhi.
Su Huaizhi nodded towards him.
now.
He Wancheng, Zheng Zhiqiu, Chen Jinbei and other masters all gathered around He Weijun.
"alright!"
After He Weijun finished writing, he put down his pen, dried the ink, handed the elegiac couplet to Chen Jinbei beside him, and said, "Let someone copy it and copy it!"
Chen Jinbei picked up the rice paper and looked at it, his eyes turning slightly red.
"The traces of fragrance are still left on Longshan, and we all admire the remains in front of the hall."
"The peach blossoms and flowing water disappear, and the bright moon and clear breeze travel here and there."
Chen Jinbei choked up and said, "Thank you, Dean He, for the gift!"
Then he carefully handed the rice paper to other masters and asked the bachelors to copy it.
"Wow……"
"Woo!"
As soon as the bachelors saw the elegiac couplet, their moods were greatly affected, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"We agreed to go to Beijing together to take part in the examination. Why do you want to take the first step?"
"Cuilian..."
"Woo, let me go with you!"
A few bachelors were affected by the elegiac couplet and were heartbroken. They rushed to several clay pots with ashes and burst into tears.
Lin Yi was moved.
"Only two pairs are not enough!"
Zheng Zhiqiu frowned at this time and said: "And there is no eulogy at the burial... I'm afraid it's too late to petition the academy now!"
He Weijun sighed: "In the past, when a bachelor died, the Holy Academy sent an elegiac couplet and a eulogy!"
"Pingzhou has encountered such a catastrophe this time. I'm afraid it won't be able to meet the corresponding specifications!"
He Wancheng shook his head.
The masters lowered their heads, their faces turned red, and they were ashamed.
Zheng Zhiqiu, with his white hair and gray beard, seemed much older in an instant. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is all my fault. My lack of teaching skills has caused the death of so many good people in the academy. But now I can't even come up with a eulogy!"
"I am ashamed of heaven and earth, of the Holy Master, of their parents, and even more of their spirits in heaven..."
"Dean!"
All the scholars and masters looked at Zheng Zhiqiu and shed tears before they could speak.
"Let me do it!"
In the midst of mourning, Lin Yi walked out with Su Huaizhi's astonished look on his face.
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
All eyes fell on Lin Yi.
hiss!
He Weijun couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
He was shocked in his heart: "The Yasheng personally presented an elegiac couplet... These bachelor's tombs are going to emit smoke!"
Chen Jinbei smiled bitterly and said: "Lin Yi, this is an elegiac couplet, not a poem, it's different, it's different!"
Zheng Zhiqiu stepped forward, grabbed Lin Yi's hand, and patted it gently: "Good boy, the dean knows your heart, but the elegiac couplet is very different from the poem, and the intention is also different..."
"Yeah yeah!"
"My masters all understand what you mean, so let's forget it!"
Other masters also spoke to persuade.
After all, elegiac couplets are very solemn things. What if Lin Yi wrote some poetry expressing his love for the landscape.
I'm just afraid it will make a joke!
If nothing else, some of the deceased bachelor's parents will attend the funeral tomorrow.
If I saw that these elegiac couplets were all landscape poems, poems about Zhizhi... I would probably be furious.
He Weijun said: "Let Lin Yi try it, I believe in him!"
Zheng Zhiqiu said: "This is not a matter of belief or disbelief. Dean He, even the masters of my academy dare not write about it. This matter... is not a trivial matter!"
The three major events in life, birth, marriage and death, must not be taken lightly.
Don’t mess with etiquette!
"If they hadn't come to the Direct Transfer Courtyard that day, they might not have suffered this disaster!"
Lin Yi walked towards the desk calmly and said as he walked: "A few elegiac couplets are not enough to express my sorrow for them. I just want to do something within my ability now!"
"good!"
He Weijun praised and decisively gave up his position.
He Wancheng glanced at He Weijun and said to himself: "This old man..."
Lin also wrote the book.
"Lin Yi!"
"Lin Yi..."
Zheng Zhiqiu spoke to Chen Jinbei and others, but what Lin Yi decided could not be changed.
He never buries joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in his heart.
Just do what you have to do.
"The bud of life, before it blooms, suddenly breaks, and the sky sheds tears of regret."
Lin Yi writes like a god.
There is no talent instilled, but there is talent gathered from heaven and earth, lingering on the tip of the pen.
Talent is soft and light.
Soothing the hand that wrote the elegiac couplet.
"this……"
When everyone in the mourning hall saw this scene, their mouths opened slightly, and their expressions became moved.
"Talent and talent welcome each other, this is so emotional!" Zheng Zhiqiu was stunned.
The so-called emotion moves the world.
In layman's terms, it means that emotions are vividly reflected in words, and the talents of heaven and earth are attracted by words and emotions, creating this vision.
It can even enhance the talent of the person who writes and nourish the literary palace.
Ordinary scholars simply cannot do it.
Wizard!
Lin Yi is a genius!
"This, this, this..."
All the masters looked dull.
They don't know how to write elegiac couplets, but Lin Yi's writing is full of talent and talent, and his emotions move heaven and earth.
This Master... is not appropriate!
"Master... awesome!"
Li Wenbo was breathing heavily, and his whole body was filled with excitement, as if he was the one who wrote the elegiac couplet.
Lin Yi closed his eyes. Moved by emotion, many elegiac couplets that he could not remember at all appeared clearly in his mind.
He continued writing.
Splash ink!
"The soul is golden and jade, there is no need to rush to see each other, the earth has feelings and will forever sacrifice the soul."
"I still read thousands of poems and books, who can I talk to when I am in love?"
"Fortunately, there is Coventry in the universe, and my unfulfilled ambition lies in Dayan"
"The rich in learning and carving of dragons and the cultivation of literature are in the heavens, and the talented and talented are in the world of horses and stars."
…
Lin Yi wrote faster and faster, and the elegiac couplets that emerged in his mind became clearer and clearer.
These elegiac couplets completely fit his current state of mind.
They are all elegiac couplets to mourn classmates!
His right hand was shaking slightly.
If it weren't for the gentle breeze of heaven and earth, I might not have been able to write these pages in one breath.
Everyone in the mourning hall.
By this time, everyone was numb and dumbfounded.
Even... they faintly felt that the spirit tablet in the mourning hall seemed to be shaking slightly.
No!
It's the urn that's shaking!
This is the movement caused by the talent of heaven and earth contained in Lin Yi's elegiac couplet, brushing against these clay pots of ashes.
"My condolences to the heroic spirit!"
He Weijun suppressed the shock in his heart and said to himself: "As expected of the Ya Sheng... Absolute!"
Sweat broke out on Lin Yi's forehead, but he did not stop writing because he felt it was not enough.
"The poems written by Ming Dynasty and willow trees are the best in learning, and the destruction of orchids and flowers will bring worries to our generation."
"When we study, we hope to achieve great success, but when someone else is conquering jade, we are suddenly surprised to hear the roar of cranes."
Snapped!
Lin Yigang had just finished writing this elegiac couplet. The pen in his hand could no longer bear the erosion of the talents of heaven and earth, and it broke.
This voice.
In the silent mourning hall, there was nothing less than a thunder!
Immediately, it returned to silence.
