Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 269 Confucianism and Taoism Struggle (66)
Under the gaze of the two of them, Chu Ningyan lifted up the golden book.

However, in the eyes of the two of them, Chu Ningyan had nothing on her left hand. "Do you have something in your hand?"

"A book, I took it from Liu Heng..." Chu Ningyan thought for a while, but still didn't speak out.

"You got it from Liu Heng?" The emperor blinked desperately, trying to see what was in her hand.

Qin Zhen next to him did the same thing, even stretched out his hand, carefully approached Chu Ningyan's left hand, and lowered it little by little until his finger touched Chu Ningyan's palm, only then realized that his movement was wrong, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Um, sorry." Qin Zhen blushed a little.

Chu Ningyan shook her head, "No problem."

"Are there really books here?"

"Liu Heng's secret should be this book. However, you shouldn't be able to see it, so I'll copy it down." Chu Ningyan sat down in front of the desk as she spoke, "This book is called Three Hundred Ancient Poems, written by Liu Heng before. The poems all come from here."

"From the introduction of the authors of these poems, etc., this collection of poems comes from another world." Chu Ningyan said her guess.

"What? No, another world?" The emperor stood up quickly, took a long step, and came to Chu Ningyan in two steps.

"Well, the names of these people are not in history." Chu Ningyan said while transcribing, gradually the literary spirit of the imperial study rose.

"Writing energy rises, and poetry appears?"

The emperor and Qin Zhen looked at Chu Ningyan and the words she wrote in surprise.Literary qi can only appear in literary poetry when it is in the present world, and literary qi cannot appear in transcription.

Now that the poems she transcribed had been spread by Liu Heng long ago, yet this transcribing once again showed a strange phenomenon of literary spirit, which is really miraculous, "This..." Before the two of them were completely surprised, figures began to appear in the rising literary spirit , From vague to clear, that is the picture of each poet when they write poems.

If the two of them still doubted the authenticity of other worlds just now, then after seeing this scene, they are convinced. This is recognized by the culture and spirit of heaven and earth.

As more and more poems were written, more and more literary spirit gathered in the imperial study, almost turning into substance. From a distance, the palace was wrapped in a layer of thick fog, and from a distance it looked like a palace in the clouds.

The vision in the imperial study room quickly attracted the attention of people outside the palace.

"Prime Minister, something seems to have happened in the palace."

"What's the matter?" The prime minister, who was reviewing the documents in the bookstore, didn't know the change in the style of writing at this time.

"There is a gathering of literary energy in the direction of the imperial study room, and it seems to be... a sign of the coming of the literary sage." The subordinate said hesitantly.

The prime minister raised his head and frowned while writing carelessly, "The sage of literature is coming? Do you know what you are talking about?"

The subordinate felt numb from the sight, so he said bravely, "My lord, the cultural anomaly has attracted the attention of the whole city. The scribes in the city are all heading to Changsheng Street at this time."

The prime minister threw away the documents in his hand, stood up and walked out of the study. The unusually active vitality of heaven and earth made his heart tighten, "Prepare the car."

"Yes!"

"Today is that great Confucianist entering the palace?" The Prime Minister strode so fast that he walked like a runner. The subordinate next to him had shorter legs and had to trot to keep up.

"No!" The subordinate quickly said, "Several ministers sent people to inquire about this matter just now, and the subordinate specifically asked about it."

The prime minister paused, who caused that?

When the city's literati gathered in the direction of the imperial palace, those who were in the deep cultural center naturally also discovered the problem.

The emperor and Qin Zhen had already closed their eyes and started reciting Confucian classics, so as to take advantage of the cusp advantage to attack the next level of literature.Not to mention, such a strong literary style, coupled with pieces of gorgeous rhetoric and profound meaning of the articles, let their understanding of classics, both poetry and prose, be further improved.

As for asking Chu Ningyan to stop copying, they hadn't thought about it, but Chu Ningyan, who was immersed in poetry, could not hear the sound of the outside world at all.

The emperor rejoiced more than once. This time, the vision happened in the position of the imperial study. Even if the scholars of the world had doubts, they did not dare to risk the disgrace of the world.

Three hundred ancient poems could not be copied in one or two hours, so when the prime ministers entered the palace to beg to see the emperor, Chu Ningyan was still copying, and the style of the imperial study was too much to be seen.

According to the report of the palace people, all the humerus came from the Great Xia Dynasty, and the emperor could not excuse his absence at will, so he could only leave the imperial study room to meet them in the nearby palace.

"Your Majesty, what is the reason for the unusual literary style in the imperial study?" They had found out clearly along the way that no one else entered the palace today except the prince of Qing County and the eldest son of the Liu family.

"A cultural treasure." The emperor thought for a while, and felt that it was most appropriate to describe it as a cultural treasure.

"Wenbao?" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. They also had some guesses about the source of such a big commotion, but they were more inclined to become saints of Confucianism, but they never thought it was Wenbao.

What Wenbao can have such an astonishing style? "Could it be Wensheng Wenbao?" All the humerus looked directly at Shengyan with burning eyes.

The emperor nodded slightly, "The difference is not far."

"Your Majesty, do you dare to ask someone to present this cultural treasure?" Since it is a cultural treasure, there is no competition for interests, and besides, the cultural treasure has already been dedicated to the emperor.

Of course, it doesn't really matter who submits the cultural treasures, it's just better to be prepared if you know about it.

"Liu Heng." The emperor didn't hide anything, it was originally Liu Heng's property, and now he realizes his mistake and presents the treasure, isn't it reasonable?

"Liu Heng?"

"Poetry Fairy Liu Heng?" Those who love poetry still admire Liu Heng, a new scholar.Many of his poems were read repeatedly by them.Sometimes I even think as an author, how the other party writes poems.

However, the result of their doing so often fails, because many times, they really don't understand why the other party can write poems with popular words and profound meaning, and poems with gorgeous rhetoric and carefully piled up.

For this reason, they often bickered and debated, but in the end no one was convinced.

"Poetry Fairy?" The emperor was surprised, can one become a Poetry Fairy by copying other people's poems?
"Your Majesty, I must not be aware that this Mr. Liu..." Liu Heng's poetry fans excitedly introduced Liu Heng's amazing deeds.

The prime minister noticed the emperor's disapproving expression, and thought about it in his heart, His Majesty did not like this person.Well, the play that Liu Heng put so much effort into acting the day before yesterday is probably not going to work.

"In this way, Liu Heng is quite talented. It's a pity that such a talent is only focused on poetry." The emperor smiled lightly.

"What Your Majesty said is true." Seeing the emperor's calm tone, the fan was startled and dared not say any more.Almost forgot that His Majesty puts more emphasis on strategy than poetry.

"It's just that Mr. Liu should be rewarded for presenting such a valuable cultural treasure, but there is no precedent before. How to reward him still needs to be discussed."

The emperor nodded, and looked at one of his fans, "Aiqing is right, Lu Aiqing, your Ministry of Rites is responsible for drafting the list of rewards."

Lu Shangshu felt his back go cold when he heard the words, and the originally easy work felt hot.

(End of this chapter)