"you……"
Li Wenbo's face turned red and he felt angry at Wang Han.
Liang Feifan said in a deep voice: "Brother Bo, you see, these ants are like that, their good intentions are treated like donkeys. We are the chosen ones, and we are from two different worlds. There is really no need to waste time with them!"
"Are you in charge of labor and management?"
Li Wenbo glared at the idiot, turned around and got into the carriage.
Liang Feifan's eyes were filled with gloomy eyes. He clenched the reins tightly, feeling extremely humiliated.
But then I thought... A man must be able to bend and stretch.
My status is not as good as Li Wenbo, so there are only advantages to being cowardly.
There will always be opportunities to turn around in the future.
At that time, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years!
"Brother Bo taught me that Fei Fei talks too much! Hehe..." Liang Fei Fei slapped himself twice.
"..."
Li Wenbo fell silent, knowing that Liang Feifan was a ruthless person.
But it’s also so spineless.
He has absolutely no character as a scholar.
Unlike me, I dared to question him at first. This is the character and 'excellent' tradition of literati.
He sat in the carriage, his body shaking due to the bumps of the carriage, thinking about what had happened to Wang Han.
To actually look like this?
Suddenly, a note fell from his sleeve, and Li Wenbo was stunned for a moment, feeling that he had seen it before.
He picked it up, opened it, took a look, his eyes widened, and then quickly closed them.
"No...it can't be right?"
Li Wenbo clearly saw the content of the poem. It was a poem, but he did not read it carefully.
But when he saw the handwriting, he knew whose hand it was.
"It's my poem. He...he asked me to use it in the holy meeting. This poem..."
Buzz!
Li Wenbo read this poem carefully and found that the poem had been sealed and had not officially resonated with heaven and earth.
That is to say...
This is to make him shine in the holy meeting.
Looking at it carefully and feeling, Li Wenbo's eyes suddenly turned red.
This poem is truly from his point of view.
If it appears in the Holy Assembly, it will definitely resonate with the Holy Lord, other Holy Sons, and most of the powerful people in the Holy Academy.
Even, this poem can let the Holy Lord and every scholar of the Holy Academy relate it.
good!
That's great!
"There is only mud in the water, and the moon is not visible in the turbid water."
"It's okay if you don't see the moon, but the water is deep and you can't see anyone walking there."
"..."
"The fallen leaves of the trees are gone, drifting in the wind."
"It's the same as being sad when you have no one to care for."
"The court (country) is shameless, how can it become famous?"
"The condor Meng Ze, ignores the kite."
"With one strike for you, the power will reach the sky."
Li Wenbo recited silently in his heart, feeling his soul trembling. He quickly closed the poem and kept it carefully.
"Master, don't worry, we know what to do... As long as you have confidence, master, we will risk our lives to enter the core of the Holy Court!"
Li Wenbo swore in his heart.
…
time flies.
The bachelors of the Holy Academy were busy in Taishan Academy, and the entire Taishan Academy seemed to have become a holy place for literary practice.
This place is not restricted by the formations of the capital, and there are scholars and bachelors flying here and there, having a good time.
There are also people riding cranes and dancing around the Hongqiao.
There are also female bachelors, playing under the waterfall, smiling sweetly.
The Holy Meeting was convened and the final countdown finally entered.
People from all walks of life, those who were invited, those who joined in the fun... all gathered in the capital at this moment.
The restaurants were full and the houses were rented.
All the heroes gathered together, and the capital was bustling with activity.
Under night.
Taishan Academy is brightly lit, aura and talent blend together, the fragrance of books overflows, and the aura is fragrant.
at this time.
Yi Lin, played by Lin Yi, was already in place at the bamboo hut.
"After waiting for a long time, I finally waited until today. After waiting for a long time, I finally got my dream..."
Snapped!
Lin Yi couldn't help humming in the hut, but then decisively slapped himself.
"Why are you so proud? No one knows who the winner is until the last minute..."
Lin Yi quickly calmed down.
Sudden.
Lin Yi raised his brows slightly, sensing that someone had entered the bamboo forest. After a little sensing with his spiritual sense, he knew who the person was.
Kong Zhongzi!
Lin Yi quickly got into the mood, picking up a pen and practicing calligraphy in the bamboo house, looking like he was immersed in the world of calligraphy and couldn't extricate himself.
"Yi Lin!"
Kong Zhongzi entered the bamboo house and saw Lin Yi practicing calligraphy seriously. He couldn't help stroking his beard and chuckled.
He nodded secretly, admiring Lin Yi's attitude very much.
"Holy Lord? Why are you here?"
Lin Yi looked at Kong Zhongzi in surprise, and then apologized and said: "The student was practicing calligraphy just now and couldn't go out to greet me. Holy Master, don't blame me!"
"No wonder, no wonder!"
Kong Zhongzi shook his head and walked over to Lin Yi's desk to see that he was really practicing calligraphy.
"Okay! What kind of font is this? It's thin, hard and clear, with strong strokes!"
A look of surprise appeared on Kong Zhongzi's face. He had seen many bachelors of the Holy Academy who were highly accomplished in calligraphy.
But most of them are based on the predecessors, adding personal style and characteristics.
For people like Lin Yi, he almost created his own calligraphy method. At a glance, it feels pleasing to the eye.
It is decisive and decisive, and the strokes are like hooks.
"Skinny gold body!" Lin Yi responded.
This is a font created by Xue Yao, the ancestor of Slim Gold Body in the previous life, and was later learned by Song Huizong.
When writing in this font, the pen movement is agile and fast, the handwriting is thin and strong, and it is thin without losing its flesh, and it is graceful.
Even the font created by Lin Yi is closely related to the thin gold style, using cursive writing techniques to write the regular script.
Lin also dared not say how talented he was, but he was still quite confident in calligraphy.
"Skinny gold body? Appropriate, not only appropriate for these words, but also for your person!"
Kong Zhongzi looked at Lin Yi and said, "Even when naming a font, you didn't forget to include a gold character. You must have been bullied too hard by the imperial court..."
"Child, don't worry. With the Taishan Academy and the Zhenguo Holy Courtyard, our Holy Court will control the rules of literature and Tao for another thousand years, inherit the great rule of heaven, and the court and all things can be regarded as bastards or saints. For hospital use!”
Kong Zhongzi discussed this topic with Lin Yi without hesitation.
Because in Kong Zhongzi's view, for the Holy Academy to reach this point, it cannot lack the literary talent of 'Yi Lin'.
From now on, the true interpretation of the Holy Academy's literature and teachings will be transcribed by 'Yi Lin'.
His fonts are really beautiful.
It can be a benchmark for calligraphy in the Holy Academy.
Lin Yi frowned without any trace, this Kong Zhongzi was really ambitious.
"It seems that the reason why he took the bait was that he was blinded by ambition. The Holy Academy was in decline, and he couldn't wait to rise. The emergence of Taishan Academy and Mingfu Poetry was the last straw he wanted to grasp... "
Lin Yi suddenly realized something in his heart.
Kong Zhongzi is not stupid.
Nor was he enlightened.
He made a choice that was most suitable for the Holy Academy under the guidance of many factors.
Kong Zhongzi tried to capture the magpie's nest with a dove.
What seems to be support for Taishan Academy is actually a transition... When all the resources of the Holy Academy come over, Taishan Academy will change owners.
"It's a pity...he calculated everything, but he didn't realize that Taishan Academy belongs to me..."
A smile appeared on Lin Yi's face, he looked at Holy Master Kong and said, "What the Holy Master thinks is so beautiful!"
