Zhao Xun stood up abruptly, first gave Li Taiping a cross-hand salute, and then, under Jia Xingwen's somewhat shocked gaze, he put one hand behind his back and began to pace and contemplate.
As a time traveler who majored in classical literature in his previous life, he had a rich reserve of poetry. If he failed in the poetry competition after coming to the Zhou Dynasty, his previous life would have been in vain.
Zhao Xun not only wanted to compose poetry, but also improvised poetry.
After walking for seven steps, Zhao Xun smiled slightly: "Zhao has shown his shame."
"Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue sky. "
As soon as this poem came out, the painting boat suddenly became silent.
Although these scholars have very ordinary poetry skills, it does not mean that they do not understand what good poetry is.
Zhao Xun's poem was top-notch in terms of imagery, emotional progression, and ideological stance, and it completely stunned everyone.
After a long time, someone woke up from a dream.
"Good poem, really good poem. What a line. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring. Everyone in the world feels that spring is full of vitality, but autumn is bleak and miserable. But Mr. Zhao bluntly said that autumn is far better than spring, which reflects his high spirits. .This is how young people should be!”
"Yes, yes, the last two sentences are the best. In the clear sky, a crane is lining up on the clouds, and a crane is soaring into the sky. The scenery suddenly becomes magnificent, and the mood becomes cheerful. It leads the poem to the blue sky, showing that Mr. Zhao goes straight up to the sky. His ambition is so high."
Zhao Xun thought to himself that these guys' taste skills were quite good, and it was already pretty good to be able to dissect the poem like this.
"you flatter me."
Zhao Xun cupped his hands and said modestly.
When Li Taiping, the lord of Yonghe County, heard this poem, his eyes were full of love and envy.
"Zhao Xun, your poem is really amazing. I like it very much."
Li Taiping is a straightforward person. He never plays coy about what he likes but expresses it clearly.
"Thank you for the compliment, His Highness the County Lord."
Zhao Xun nodded slightly.
At this moment, Zhao Xun suddenly felt that the acupuncture points all over his body seemed to be penetrated by a stream of true energy, and his body trembled subconsciously.
This feeling was so similar to when he was at Qinglong Temple.
It’s Haoranqi!
If once is a coincidence, twice is definitely a story.
If Zhao Xun guessed correctly, as long as he recited a good poem, he would activate the aura of awe-inspiring energy hidden in the sea of consciousness to penetrate his whole body.
The last time he fought against the Dongyue swordsman at Qinglong Temple, Zhao Xun relied on the burst of awe-inspiring energy to finally turn the corner and defeat his opponent. Although his life was not in danger this time, he was still in the limelight.
Is awe-inspiring energy associated with poetry?
Zhao Xun was very excited after getting this conclusion.
If martial arts cultivation relies on day-to-day accumulation and breakthroughs in actual combat, literary, Taoist and Confucianism cultivation relies more on meditation and perception.
Zhao Xun has so many poetry reserves, but he still worries about not being able to make achievements in literary studies?
If "Wenzong's First Enlightenment" is an introduction, then the poem is the connection between Zhao Xun, Haoran Academy and Haoran Qi.
As long as this connection is connected, he may improve in his literary and moral cultivation.
"Zhao Xun, are you okay?"
"Mr. Zhao? Mr. Zhao?"
Amid everyone's exclamations, Zhao Xun gradually pulled away from his thoughts and returned to a calm state.
"Your Highness the County Lord, dear brothers, Zhao is fine. Thank you for your concern."
These words deceived others, but not Jia Xingwen.
There was a hint of worry in his eyes, but he didn't say much.
It is not appropriate to reveal too much in this situation.
It won't be too late to wait until we get back to the Bad People's Office.
"That's good."
Li Taiping breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Your poems are very good, and I like them very much. You must attend the Qujiang Poetry Festival in one month, so that those who are proud of themselves can see what is real." Great talent.
"Uh, this..."
Zhao Xun looked troubled.
"What, you don't want to go?"
"That's not true. However, I am worried that it will affect the handling of the case."
"You don't have to worry about this. As a rule, on the day of the Qujiang Poetry Festival, all bureau offices will take a break, and the bad guys' yamen are no exception. You can come with peace of mind."
Li Taiping said proudly.
Hiss, this Yonghe County Lord is really going to die without saying anything shocking.
Can the word "bad person" be mentioned casually?
Sure enough, after hearing that Zhao Xun was a bad person, the scholars who were still praising and boasting about him suddenly showed fear on their faces, and some even subconsciously stepped back.
It's no wonder that the reputation of bad people is not very good in the Zhou Empire. Some families even use bad people to scare their children to prevent them from crying at night.
Li Taiping, the young ancestor, did not realize the seriousness of the matter and said to himself: "If you are really worried, I can ask my father to say hello to Feng Hao."
"Then there's no need for duck."
Zhao Xun smiled bitterly.
"Why not?"
"No need to..."
Zhao Xun wanted to make a joke, but found that Li Taiping couldn't pick up the conversation at all. Not to mention how embarrassing this feeling was.
"Since His Highness the County Lord has said this, I will definitely attend the Qujiang Poetry Festival on time. Please rest assured, Your Highness."
There is no point in arguing with Li Taiping at this time.
What's more, participating in the Qujiang Poetry Society can not only increase your reputation, but also improve your literary and moral cultivation. Get the best of both worlds, why not?
It is true that Zhao Xun is a follower of Gou Tao, and it is true that he likes to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, but it is not true that he just eats and waits for death.
Besides, the young ladies all like progressive young brothers with a boyish look.
Zhao Xun must have a youthful feel. If he keeps his ambition, wouldn't he be loved by everyone, flowers bloom when he sees them, tires get flat when cars see cars, ghosts see ghosts and reincarnations, Buddhas see Buddhas in a daze, dogs see dogs wagging their tails, and pigs see pigs? Arch your mouth.
He is simply like a pear blossom crushing a begonia, super invincible in the universe, the handsome boy of the Thunderbolt Century...
"Well, I will also go there by then."
Li Taiping nodded with satisfaction, then smiled and said: "By the way, this jade pendant is for you. If you encounter any trouble, you can come to see me at Prince Qi's Mansion. There is nothing in Chang'an City that I, Li Taiping, can't solve."
Zhao Xun was stunned for a moment.
Give me a jade pendant as soon as you come up? What is this operation?
Although the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty are open-minded and women are very confident, the County Lord may be a little too open-minded.
Forget it, many friends lead to many paths, maybe people just regard Zhao Xun as a friend, but Zhao Xun is overthinking it.
Of course, in order to leave a better impression on this distinguished friend, Zhao Xun decided to do something.
"Thank you, Your Highness, the County Lord. It would be disrespectful to come and not return. I would also like to send a message to Your Highness, the County Lord."
"What words?"
"The one who is close to the vermilion is red, the one who is close to you is sweet."
After Zhao Xun said this, Li Taiping instinctively lowered his head, his cheeks flushed, and his white teeth bit his red lips.
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