"Good poem." The two Fire Cloud Sect disciples outside Meiyuan couldn't help but cheer. Listening to the poem that seemed to have a clank and iron bones, their whole body felt their blood surge.
The senior brother clapped his hands: "It seems that this year's plum blossom viewing is much more exciting than in previous years, and I can still hear such a powerful poem."
The junior brother nodded: "This poet is more reliable, unlike other talented people who love each other all day long, but what they hear is shabby."
The senior brother suddenly thought of something and looked at the cold windy peak of Yunshan Mountain and said: "The world only knows how to recite poems, but they don't know that the Mongolian country outside the Great Wall has already been watching with eager eyes..."
"..." Only a few sighs were heard outside the plum garden...
This world is an era with completely distorted history, and there are even more bizarre and supreme martial arts. The Yan State is in this alien world of martial arts. Everyone in the world worships powerful warriors. Before this, the people of the Yan State were all interested in the world of martial arts.
The major sects of the world followed suit, and many scholars even abandoned literature and martial arts to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, resulting in a situation where the royal family and the court had many generals and few civil servants.
Since the history of the Central Plains for hundreds of years, all the ancient dynasties in the major dynasties have implemented the policy of establishing the country with force and governing the country with culture. Today's Yan State is naturally no exception. Facing the increasingly powerful nomadic people outside the Great Wall, it has established a country and established a country.
The powerful Mongolian people were as cunning as jackals and as vicious as snakes and scorpions. If we relied solely on force, it would be difficult to resist the strong Mongolian people. For this reason, since the founding emperor of the Yan Kingdom, a literary style has flourished, hoping that the Yan Kingdom will emerge.
Produce countless counselors—ruling the country with culture
Think about it, today there are academies and schools everywhere in the Yan Kingdom, and the literary style is quite high, but there are only a few truly talented people. Most of them are children from rich families who can write a few poems and show off their coquettishness outside.
Therefore, Xingwen style has both good and bad sides. Under the influence of elegance, the people of Yan State will enjoy a peaceful and prosperous age and forget the four words of being prepared for danger in times of peace.
The Mongolians have long since begun to secretly learn the martial arts secrets of the Central Plains, and their strength has become stronger and stronger. The martial arts of the Central Plains are extensive and profound, and there are numerous sects, large and small. It is precisely because of this that the Mongolian talents with strong and powerful bodies cannot
Anyone who dares to commit an invasion must pay tribute to the Yan State every year, but now the Mongolian State has not paid tribute to the Yan State for many years. It is conceivable that the Mongolian State's ambition is growing day by day, and the Yan State is about to be in turmoil.
The ground is gone
Perhaps because they are accustomed to enjoying peaceful and prosperous days, the people of Yan State are not aware of the upcoming crisis in Yan State, but it is also... Yan State has several long-established sects that have existed for hundreds of years, headed by the Buddha Sect.
If there is a war in the Yan Kingdom and the people suffer, the Buddha Sect will definitely be the first to take action. With the power of the Buddha Sect, even the royal family will be shaken. In addition, the royal family that rules the Yan Kingdom, all the princes are top masters, and the emperor is even more profound.
Unpredictable, Yan State is definitely not an opponent that can be easily provoked...
Although the style of writing has been promoted for more than a hundred years and has experienced several emperors of the Yan Kingdom, the harvest has not been high. There are only a few truly talented counselors who have emerged. The emergence of one emperor in a generation is already very remarkable.
The current Emperor of the Yan State, the Emperor, is approaching his old age and has yet to appear a talented man with literary, Taoist and military skills. He originally thought that each generation is inferior to the previous one, but the appearance of Zhu Ziming, who is full of amazing talents and knowledge, astonished everyone, and it seems that this generation is the most talented person.
The great talent, the real number one talent, appears
Zhu Ziming has become a new star in the literary world, but as for Zhu Ziming's talent, everyone is not sure that he can continue as before. However, today's performance of Zhu Ziming in Meiyuan once again impressed everyone.
The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold... These breathtaking words express the poet's tenacity. Everyone chanted softly and sighed: "If Mr. Zhu does not serve the court, what will happen to our country?"
What a big loss…”….
"Who are you?" Gao Mingyuan was shocked. If the two superb poems he had just written could be considered plagiarism, but this poem was really shocking, he asked seriously.
The students in the academy all shouted: "You don't even know the director of our academy, so your life has been in vain."
Looking at the scholars in white clothes, Gao Mingyuan thought for a while. He had never heard of the director of Lingyuncheng Academy. He suddenly looked shocked and said in a daze: "You are Zhu Ziming."
Who else could have such talent in poetry, not Zhu Ziming, the director of Mingli Academy?
Zhu Ziming smiled slightly: "Zhu Ziming is my real name..."
Hearing this, Gao Mingyuan sighed loudly and shook his head: "I am really blind, and I actually used a big knife in front of Brother Zhu."
Yun Wanqing said softly: "Mr. Gao, after today's defeat, I hope you can understand that there is still another mountain higher in the future. Don't rely on your talents and knowledge, and then you will be arrogant and have your eyes higher than the top."
Gao Mingyuan was the son of the magistrate of Hengzhou. He had been pampered since he was a child, and he was somewhat accomplished in reading. As a result, he had a high self-esteem, but his heart was not bad. Yun Wanqing saw that he no longer bullied the weak, so she kindly reminded him.
road.
"Thank you, Miss Yun, for reminding me," Gao Mingyuan smiled bitterly. In Hengzhou, he had few opponents, and now he lost completely. Although his self-confidence has suffered a big blow, he has also matured a lot.
Zhu Ziming chuckled and said: "Brother Gao, as the ancients said - although famous flowers have owners, I am here to loosen the soil. Although this is a good thing to say, you have loosened the wrong soil..."
Uh... everyone was stunned when they heard this. Although the famous flower has its owner, I am here to loosen the soil. Such shameless words can still be called ancient sayings. If the literary saints of the past and present heard this, wouldn't they be angry?
How much blood does he have?
The gentlemen in the academy rolled their eyes when they heard this, and almost fainted. Master Zhu's words left the word "Wenli" too far behind. This is nonsense.
"Pfft," many young masters and ladies laughed out loud. Mr. Zhu is really good at joking.
Gao Mingyuan couldn't laugh or cry. Yun Wanqing was a strange woman, and Zhu Ziming was even more a strange man. He dared to read such a "rebellious and unethical" poem. The two were really well matched.
"I was confused for a moment..." Gao Mingyuan said with a helpless smile: "Miss Yun, we will meet again if we are destined."
Yun Wanqing said calmly: "I won't give it away..."
Immediately, Gao Mingyuan quickly walked out of the plum garden and walked down the mountain.
Hengzhou's great talent fled away in defeat. Zhu Ziming once again showed off his power. The scholars in the academy cheered again. Director Zhu was indeed the most powerful and once again showed off his power for Ling Yun.
"I didn't expect our little Qingqing to be quite charming, hehe..." Zhu Ziming said with a smile.
Yun Wanqing's pretty face flushed, and she said coquettishly: "Brother Zhu, are you making fun of me?"
Zhu Ziming laughed and said: "How dare I? I'm afraid of being beaten up by Yun Cainv's many suitors."
"You also said..." Yun Wanqing was ashamed and angry and hit her with a pink fist.
Zhu Ziming dodged her pink fist, and Yun Wanqing chased after her again. The two chased playfully under the plum blossom tree. The plum garden was filled with Yun Wanqing's joyful laughter, and her graceful figure was floating lightly in the wind.
The plum blossoms immediately stretched out, and the pretty face with picturesque features bloomed with a peerless smile like plum blossoms. Every frown and smile was so beautiful...
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ps: Brother Gao is actually a soy sauce artist. His poems should not be too monotonous. He must write about a person and highlight Zhu Ziming's talents, so he came up with a soy sauce...