The woman by the lake slowly turned around. She looked like a young girl in her mid-twenties, but her eyes were like a lake of spring water, stripped of the youthfulness of a girl and filled with the brilliance of a wise man.
"Isn't it the provincial examination today? If you don't guard the examination room, why do you come to my place?"
"That person is here!" Qiu Mochi was a little excited.
"who?"
"This is the person who wrote "Jian Jin Jiu" and sent my teacher to the extreme state of literary mind!"
"Is it him?" Blue waves rippled in the girl's eyes: "What is he doing?"
"Take the provincial examination!"
"What? He will take the provincial examination this year?"
"I was also surprised. He said he came here to feel the atmosphere. Auntie, would you like me to bring him here after the exam? Auntie wants to ask him to write a 'painting poem'?"
My aunt has been obsessed with painting all her life. Her paintings are close to the realm of "separation of reality and reality", but they can never be truly separated and lack a little mystery.
The aunt is a tragic figure. Why is she said to be tragic? It has nothing to do with real love, but because as a daughter, she is doomed to have difficulty realizing her ambitions in this society.
She likes writing and painting, and is extremely talented. If she were a man, she would have broken through the scientific examination and gone straight to Qingyun Road. But she is a woman, and women cannot take the road of scientific examination. They can only explore by themselves.
If there is no famous teacher, all things in the world are famous teachers.
Without guidance, she sought guidance on her own from the classics of various schools of thought.
In the first ten years of her life, she traveled in a small boat through the water towns of her hometown, leaving behind countless fresh and refined paintings.
In her middle ten years, as a ten-year-old child, she visited famous mountains and rivers all over the world.
In the next ten years, she painted the earth as a prison, sealed herself in the Qiankun Academy, gathered all the rivers, merged the heaven and the earth, and walked out on her own painting path...
She used painting as a matchmaker many times to seek a meeting with Deng Xianchu, a big figure in the literary world and a master of painting. However, Deng Xianchu never saw her and only sent back one sentence: "Painting is a side branch of literature. If you don't understand literature, how can you talk about painting..."
What do you mean? He, Deng Xianchu, only discussed the art of painting with literati. You, a woman, are not even a literati, so what do you know about the art of painting? You are just a wild person, and you are not worthy of elegance!
She originally thought that she would only be able to explore on her own in this life, but more than twenty days ago, Mr. Baoshan, who was in the same realm as her, broke through the ultimate literary heart and took the crucial step.
The step Mr. Baoshan took was closely related to one person's wine and one person's poetry, so she also hoped to meet this person...
That person took part in the scientific examination today and came to Qiankun Academy.
The aunt stood up slowly, turned around twice, and finally shook her head: "The key to Mr. Baoshan's breakthrough is to find good wine, and good poetry is only a supplement; besides, poetry about wine is easy to come by, but poetry about painting is difficult! He is not good at painting.
"Tao, it is impossible to write poems and paintings. Meeting each other hastily and disturbing each other will only disturb a pool of spring water."
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Four golden bells!
The entire Qiankun Academy was filled with light!
This stream of light is isolated from all directions, and no one can transmit any information. In today's world, magical powers are emerging in endlessly, and sending messages from thousands of miles is a common thing. If the examination room is not closed, the candidates' test paper questions will soon be leaked, and those candidates' homes will be leaked.
Ask a few experts to quickly send back the answers, and then there will be no need to take the exam at all.
Lin Su raised his eyes and stared at the oil lamp in front of him.
The oil lamp was a light at night, but it had another purpose during the day.
A line of gold characters appears above the oil lamp: Compose a poem, with seven rhymes, which reflects the love between the two places and the reflection of their hearts.
Very common question.
Everyone knows it.
Literati have one thing in common, they are relatively coquettish, right? They can create a sweetheart without even having a sweetheart, not to mention the romantic talents, who doesn’t have many sweethearts?
Therefore, this question is basically a sub-question, and almost everyone has drafted it, so it can be considered as sunny.
Dozens of poems flashed through Lin Su's mind instantly. She must admit that the literati are really cool...
Today is just the provincial examination, should I use the killer level? Just pick up a song and you will definitely pass. However, before the exam started, he made a big bet with twenty-four people. This bet can only be won, not lost!
Even if the other party plays a mistress, I will play a king bomb! You bite me...
After pondering for a moment, he wrote "Last Night":
"Last night, the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of the Guitang Hall. There were no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there was a clear understanding in my heart."
When it comes to coquettishness, it has to be Li Shangyin. The emotion in his poems is unparalleled!
Half of "Untitled" is enough to crush all enemies!
For about five minutes, he sat there chewing his nails. Where is the next question? Get it as soon as possible!
After waiting for a stick of incense, the oil lamp came on:
The second poem uses "Painting" as a poem, with five words.
As soon as this title came out, it was in sharp contrast with the first poem. In the first poem, the whole courtyard was happy, while in the second poem, the whole courtyard was wailing.
How to incorporate paintings into poetry?
Even if there are paintings, you can write poems based on the paintings. But how can you write poems when there are no paintings in front of you?
There are few paintings and poems in the first place, and it is even more difficult to come up with outstanding ones.
Today's test question is too biased. Who wrote it?
Not to mention that all the students were wailing, even Lin Su was heartbroken...
There really weren't many poems about painting throughout the ages. He could only remember less than thirty poems, and even fewer of them were outstanding...
After pondering for a moment, he started writing.
"painting":
“Looking at the mountains from afar, they are colorful, and hearing the sound from the water up close, the flowers are still there after spring has passed, and the birds are not surprised when people come.”
There is not a word about painting in the whole article, but after reading the whole article, it is clear that it is about painting, like a riddle and a poem. It is fresh and refined, and really talented...
Haha, I'm bragging.
After two poems, it’s time for the main course, strategy!
Lin Su did not dare to despise policy theory. He had read countless policy theories and remembered all types of policy theory in his mind. However, this society was different from the general feudal society. Policy theory was actually students making suggestions. If it was out of touch with the social form, policy theory would
It's just complete waste paper.
On the oil lamp, the policy topic appears:
"The centuries-old national fortunes of the four kingdoms of Han, Chu, Lu, and Jin were ruined in one day. This is the title for a policy discussion."
Lin Su slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky. Han, Chu, Lu, and Jin are four countries, all in the northwest of Da Cang, sandwiched between Da Cang and Da Yu. These countries have paid tribute to Da Yu for many years and have bowed to Da Yu.
Cutting off land, giving gifts, money, and women, but even such a low profile could not bring peace to the country and the people. Thirteen years ago, the new emperor Ohsumi came to power, and a million-strong army swept across the four countries and took them all into his pocket.
Once the four kingdoms were lost, Da Cang lost its northwest barrier and directly bordered Osumi, which brought great security risks to Da Cang.
Lin Su let out a long breath and wrote: "The Theory of the Four Kingdoms... The four kingdoms were destroyed because of the disadvantages of non-military forces, poor fighting skills, and the disadvantages of bribery..."
With a thousand words written eloquently and eloquently, Su Xun's world-famous "On the Six Kingdoms" was reinterpreted in his writing, giving it a different style...
Everyone knows about Osumi's ambition.
It was not that no one in the four countries resisted at that time. However, the mainstream of society was a group of weaklings. They were afraid of offending the powerful enemy. The army suppressed the situation and caused them to lose their positions as masters, their beautiful wives, their gold and silver jewelry, and their vast hectares of fertile land. Therefore, they would rather take the territory.
Money and folk women exchange for short-term peace.
If you trade these things for peace, what will be the result?
Osumi will become stronger after getting your supplies.
The people have lost their psychological support and their hearts are scattered.
Unless your country is subjugated, God will not allow it!
Therefore, the four countries deserved to perish!
The Four Kingdoms are dead, and no one wants to summon their souls. The purpose of this policy is not to summon the souls around them, but to use the past to describe the present. How similar is the situation today to the original Four Kingdoms? Osumi occupies the northwest, looking down on the vast sky.
, but the officials of the imperial court repeatedly complied with Ohsumi's unreasonable demands, which led to Ohsumi's march eastward, occupying cities and land, and the people in the northwest were living in dire straits.
Zhang Wenyuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, is a representative figure of the Zhuhe faction.
It was precisely because Lin Dingnan was at odds with his political views that he conspired to kill Lin Dingnan.
Lin Su's writing is full of wind and emotion. The more he writes, the more involved he becomes. It seems that he has really become a member of the Lin family, standing on the golden palace and making impassioned speeches... This chapter has been completed!