Xu Kai woke up from the dead silence.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a simple and somewhat dilapidated room.
It turns out that this is not the silence of death, but that I really died.
After merging the memories, Xu Kai finally knew what happened.
In short, he traveled through time.
Xu Kai looked at his body in silence, which was no different from his body when he was sixteen.
This is Tianyan Continent, a world where Confucianism and Taoism are practiced. As long as you read and write, you can become stronger. Literati can use their pen and ink as soldiers, cut down mountains and fill seas, turn down the stars and hang the sun, and level the world with their literary spirit.
He stood up. There were many books in the room. This is natural, he is a student in this world.
The original person wrote a poem to participate in a poetry exchange meeting. During the meeting, he showed his poem, but the scholar Sun Pingxin tore up the poem written by the original person in public, and then cursed him without any cover-up. This led to the original person's death. His body was lost and his mind was in a trance. When crossing the river, he accidentally lost his footing and fell into the water. He fell seriously ill, which allowed him to cross over.
He turned over the paper on the table, wanting to see what the original person had written that could make Sun Pingxin, who was always gentle and elegant in his memory, lose his composure.
"Song of Snow"
"Something is flying in the sky, and there are piles here and there. Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven built a golden palace and sifted lime?"
"...?"
Even if Xu Kai knew nothing about writing poetry, he knew that this poem was garbage.
No wonder people almost cursed.
Xu Kai held his forehead and finally said softly: "Since I have inherited your body, I should accept your karma. Don't worry, I will make Sun Pingxin more embarrassed than you."
After saying this, Xu Kai suddenly felt his soul relax, as if some last obsession had dissipated.
Xu Kai didn't pay much attention to this matter. Although he was a doctor of science in his previous life, he also studied Chinese. There are so many excellent poems, wouldn’t it be possible to pick just one or two to overwhelm them all? So he stood up and started looking through the books in the room, trying to understand the world.
The human race occupies more than 70% of the Tianyan Continent, which is divided into the Ten Directions Empire and the Central Empire. In addition, there are countless ethnic groups, but generally speaking they can be divided into three major categories - monsters, demons, and evil things.
In addition to external enemies, there are also so-called disasters within Tianyan Continent, but this book is very vague about it.
After having a general understanding of the customs and customs of Tianyan Continent, Xu Kai began to read history books. The first character in the opening chapter was——
Heaven does not give birth to a master, and eternity will be like a long night - the most holy teacher, the first saint of the human race, Confucius.
"……Um?"
With an ominous premonition in his heart, Xu Kai continued to read.
In addition to Kong Sheng, there is also the Taoist Li Er who proposed that Tao can be Tao but not Tao.
There is the Dharma Saint Han Fei who sets the course for all nations and guides the latitudes of heaven and earth.
There is Li Bai, the poet who brought wine and sword to conquer the world.
There was also Xin Qiji who fought in nineteen consecutive battles on the border and defeated the demon coalition in one fell swoop.
There is also a story written in stone, which describes Cao Xueqin's joys and sorrows all over the world.
…
From various schools of thought to Tang poetry and Song lyrics, from parallel prose to Qing Ci, and even Yuan opera and Ming and Qing novels, Tianyan Continent is all-encompassing and has everything. All the famous lines from ancient and modern times that Xu Kai can think of are here. It has been spread all over the world that even the authors of some obscure poems and ancient texts that are difficult for non-professional scholars to know are still alive and have even become the supreme power to move mountains and reclaim seas.
If he were to be a copycat, Xu Kai felt that he might be slapped to death by those powerful saints.
"...It's over. Do I want to copy that person's Qin Yuanchun? But this society is a feudal society. If I write such an article, I guess even if there is no literary prison, a literary prison will be built for me."
Xu Kai said depressedly. There are allusions to Qin Yuanchun in this world, but the problem is that if such a poem that despises ancient and modern emperors was written by the current emperor, there is nothing wrong with it, but if he dares to write it when he is not even a child, he will be killed the next day. The nine tribes must be killed.
"No, I don't seem to have any nine clans, right? Speaking of which, if I really get killed by the nine clans, I might be able to find one or two relatives through this."
Even if we take a step back and write Qin Yuanchun, there will only be one or two songs available. What will happen next?
The depressed Xu Kai played with the inkstone in his hand and couldn't help but think, could it be that he had just made a promise and was going to break it immediately?
"Xu Kai... Hey, Xu Kai, you're awake!" Someone exclaimed from the door.
Xu Kai turned around and saw that this person was his friend and classmate Huang Tu, who was the one who saved him from falling into the water.
"The name Huang Tu...is right. Huang Tu doesn't have that meaning in this world." Xu Kai thought to himself, and then said to Huang Tu: "I'm fine, Huang Tu, thank you very much."
"Hey, let's say thank you." Huang Tu patted Xu Kai's shoulder, "The child test next month, are you sure about it this time?"
The path of spiritual practice begins when he is a child. With the addition of literary spirit, he is extraordinary and unparalleled.
Tongsheng also refers to the state of mind. In the child-study examination, there is no test on the Four Books and Five Classics, nor on the composition of poems or lyrics. There are only two questions: asking the heart and understanding the way. If the answer arouses the literary spirit, you can pass it.
Therefore, even if my predecessor's poems turned out to be that weird, I was still certain of passing the Tongsheng Examination.
"This is the fourth time, Brother Kai, if it doesn't work out, let's go work." Huang Tu said earnestly.
...It seems like there is no certainty.
Xu Kai said calmly: "Sun Pingxin mocks me so much, I at least have to take the exam to show him."
Huang Tu said with some embarrassment: "Well, Xu Kai, I don't think this is entirely his problem..."
Xu Kai didn't know what to say to retort, so he had to go to school with Huang Tu with a sullen face.
When the two of them arrived at the school, Xu Kai looked around and suddenly felt a sense of admiration in the looks coming from all around.
"I remember, didn't they all despise me before?" Xu Kai was a little confused.
These people had already despised themselves for failing three times in the childbirth examination. In addition, they wrote such a bad poem. Shouldn't they despise and ridicule me even more?
Still Huang Tu explained: "You were sick a few days ago and didn't come to class, so you don't know. In fact, after Sun Pingxin read Qian's poems, he became more and more angry when he thought about it on the way back. How could there be such stupid poems in the world? Suddenly I also felt that this poem mentioned the Emperor of Heaven, and there might be something profound in it. I kept studying it until midnight, and finally confirmed that your poem was rubbish. He immediately became so angry that he vomited blood. He became seriously ill and has not been able to get out of bed until now. Woolen cloth."
"...?"
Why are you sicker than me?
"I heard that directly hurting people with poetry is a method only used by talented people. My classmates saw that you used this method before you even passed the junior high school entrance examination, so they admired you very much." Huang Tu added sincerely.
"..." For the first time, Xu Kai felt that a sincere face could be so annoying.
