"What?"
"Lin Jieyuan is so...why is he targeting Li Shengzi's shadowless beast?"
All the scholars were dumbfounded.
But they can also understand that Li Shengzi was too high-profile when he appeared. Who wouldn't want to sit on such a monster?
But the problem is that the Holy Son Li Xiyang is a strong man in the fourth-grade gentleman realm, so he is trying to steal food from the tiger's mouth!
Somewhere in Yueyang Mountain.
A white monster with a deer's head and a tiger's body was breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It seemed to have sensed something and looked towards the direction of Yueyang Tower with some joy.
"Oh? What are you betting on with this Holy Son?"
Li Xiyang narrowed his eyes and sneered: "This holy son is the legendary saint's mount, the only one in Dayan!"
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment and explained: "Li Shengzi misunderstood. I didn't mean to ask you to pull the cart. I know that you are the only one in Dayan, Li Shengzi!"
puff!
Zhong Zizheng took another sip of strong tea and looked at Lin Yi in fear.
Fu Yuheng and Li Mobai were even more stunned. This kid... was too fierce.
"you!"
Li Xiyang stared at Lin Yi angrily. If the aura hadn't made him afraid just now, he might have taken action long ago.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to bet on?"
A meaningful smile appeared on Lin Yi's face.
The purpose of agreeing to my father to come to Yueyang Tower this time is to make a name for himself. To put it simply, it means to be a king.
So that at tomorrow's court meeting, my father will take the lead in mentioning today's Yueyang Tower Cultural Meeting, and take the opportunity to reveal his identity when the courtiers and officials are praising him.
The process is this.
The key depends on when he, the king, will be thrown out.
And with Miss Ningxiang's "Chi Ling" opening the way, it's time for a pair of king bombs to hit all the literati for a spring!
Wonderful!
"I'll bet with Li Shengzi... whether I can win the title of Kuiyuan in this literary conference!" Lin Yi said loudly.
Kuiyuan also means the first in literary circles.
Wow!
The whole place was in an uproar, and everyone was shocked by Lin Yi's words again.
This Lin Jieyuan is really fierce.
"???"
Du Pi in the Yueyang Tower felt numb all over. He said with a blank look on his face: "Is Du being ignored like this?"
It was obvious that he was at odds with Lin Yi.
But Lin Yi didn't take him seriously at all? He also made a bet with the Holy Son Li Xiyang that he could capture Kui Yuan of this literary society.
"Lin Jieyuan is very arrogant. How dare you speak so wildly here when you are trying to test Jieyuan from a small town?"
"Lin Jieyuan doesn't pay attention to the talented people in the capital at all. He doesn't know that the top scholar and number one scholar in the capital are in the Yueyang Tower!"
At this time, several Li Shengzi gathered around, giving full play to their dog-eat-dog spirit and ridiculing Lin Yi.
"good!"
Li Xiyang had long wanted to crush this lackey of the imperial court, but now he got it without any effort. He said coldly: "I made a bet with you. I want to see what you, the provincial exam master, can do to win." This article will be Kuiyuan!"
Today there are all the geniuses in the capital, but I am afraid that a small country will try to solve the problem.
The atmosphere at the entire cultural gathering suddenly became lively, with some people laughing and others admiring him.
On the other hand, the oiran ladies invited by Hongxiufang had worries in their beautiful eyes. They did not want such a talented young man to fall into the hands of the saint who seemed to hate him.
but.
The three cabinet bachelors and some courtiers present could not help but stroke their beards and chuckle.
"This Lin Jieyuan is from the imperial court. If he can get this Wenhui Kuiyuan, the imperial court will be proud this time."
"The Imperial Imperial Academy's bachelors are always squeezed between the Holy Court and the Academy. I hope Lin Jieyuan will vent this bad breath for the imperial court!"
…
Lin Yi no longer hid his clumsiness and went straight to the prepared desk, which was fully equipped with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
'It's a pity that there is a shortage of people who study ink, literature and art. If you want to enter the Holy Academy, you have to work hard...' Lin Yi sighed softly in his heart.
Upstairs, Li Wenbo wanted to go up and study ink, but he knew he couldn't.
"The little girl is studying ink for the young master."
A gust of fragrant wind came, and Miss Ningxiang came to Lin Yi at some point.
It's okay to add fragrance to the red sleeves. Lin Yi nodded slightly and chuckled: "Thank you, Miss Ningxiang."
Miss Ningxiang smiled slightly.
Lin Yi didn't want to waste too much time, so he dipped his pen in ink and wrote on the paper while reading:
"On the Yueyang Tower, the sun shines through the window, and the shadow reaches the red jade building in the deep pool."
Boom!
A thunderous sound suddenly sounded between the sky and the earth. Just when everyone thought it was going to rain, they saw the energy of heaven and earth gathering above Yueyang Tower.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Lin Yi felt relieved in his heart.
It's not that I'm afraid that my poems won't be good, but that I'm afraid that I won't be able to attract the talents of the world. Now it seems that I'm worrying too much.
He continued to write, and at the same time read: "I look forward to the end of winter (spring) with all kinds of wishes, and the water of Ling Lake will flow into the Xijiang River."
Boom!
Thunder breaks out again between heaven and earth.
'I didn't use Haoran's righteousness, it should just be ordinary...'
Before the thought in Lin Yi's mind could stop, the talents from heaven and earth gathered seemed to be inspired by something.
A pillar of air shot into the sky from the paper on the table, exploding like fireworks over the Yueyang Tower, and traversed the entire capital.
When~
The melodious literary and heavenly sound resounded throughout the Yueyang Tower.
The whole body was shaken violently, and a numbness shot from the soles of the feet to the sky.
"Talented Mingzhou..."
Miss Ningxiang dropped the inkstone from her hand, ink splashed all over her body, and the face under the veil was full of shock.
Wow!
The moment the poem was written in Mingzhou, all the literati stood up subconsciously.
Their eyes were full of disbelief. Lin Jieyuan had already composed a Mingzhou poem of extraordinary talent?
This kind of talent is not several times better than that of the little poet Du Pi?
No wonder he dared to tell Du Pi's poems, which disappointed him. It turns out that his poetic talent has reached this level.
very scary!
But soon, these literati and bachelors seized the opportunity to understand Lin Yi's poem and draw the talents of heaven and earth into their bodies.
Prince Teng was a little excited. The emperor's nephew came up with Mingzhou Poetry. Although the Yueyang Tower is not as good as Prince Teng's Pavilion, it is still very good.
"It's just Mingzhou, not as good as the Mingfu article in the provincial examination!"
The Holy Son Li Xiyang was quite disdainful and shook his head regretfully, with a bit of disappointment on his face: "If that's all, this Wenhui Kuiyuan, I'm afraid you won't have the opportunity."
"This Holy Son is thinking about how to deal with your disrespect..."
Lin Yi asked suspiciously: "Li Shengzi is so anxious? How do you know that this is just a poem?"
"Miss Ningxiang."
As soon as Lin Yi opened his mouth, this one of the three beauties in the capital, a noble man, began to grind ink with his bare hands, add fragrance to his red sleeves, and couldn't hide his surprise.
besides?
Is there such a strange man in the world?
"What? Can Lin Jieyuan play another song?"
The literati and bachelors outside Yueyang Tower were almost numb.
But Lin Yi obviously didn't give them a chance to breathe. As shocked as they are now, all the officials in the court will be surprised when they meet tomorrow.
"The lake is level in winter (August), and the water is too clear."
"The steam is steaming over the dreamy lake, and the waves are shaking the Yueyang Mountain (city)."
"If you want to help without a boat, you will live in the shameful sage."
“Those who sit and watch fishermen only envy the fish.”
Click!
There was thunder between heaven and earth again, and the talent of heaven and earth followed Lin Yi's reading and writing, which had long been concentrated in Yueyang Tower.
All the literati looked at Lin Yi blankly, their whole bodies trembling uncontrollably.
When~
The sound of literature and heaven sounds again.
Everyone's body trembled again, and the bachelor of letters who was the first to recover had already begun to shake his head and comprehend, crazily absorbing these talents of heaven and earth.
For them...it's time to publish!
The ten taels of silver were well spent!
Not only does it have His Majesty’s signature, but you can also witness the birth of two Mingzhou poems, so comfortable...
