Literati Sanctification

Chapter 36 Ling Yueliu

Yongfeng City, as the imperial city of the Jiang Kingdom, naturally has a large population, and after Ping Jianyi sent this poem "Happy Rain on a Spring Night", this poem of township was spread in the imperial city in a very short period of time. open.

"It's a good poem of township, just relying on the artistic conception in the poem, it is indeed enough to become a township poem."

A talented scholar in Confucian shirts, seeing the poems in his hands, was sitting opposite the same group of talented scholars, and seeing the happy rain on a spring night in his hands, he immediately applauded.

"Yeah, it can attract the spring rain, and now the crisis in our Jiang country has been resolved, and the happy rain on the spring night is indispensable."

A talented scholar immediately nodded his head when he heard the words, and said, "I just don't know the name of this young man. I really admire him."

"I only know that it was written by a young man in Heshui City, and I don't know the rest. If it is in this imperial city, I will definitely pay a visit to him instead of discussing this poem."

The other genius also shook his head and sighed at this time.

"This kind of talented person will not be unknown in the future. I think there will be opportunities in the future. Right now, I can write this poem and see if I can bring down the spring rain. If it is possible, tomorrow we will go to those dry places. place, and pray for rain in person.”

At this time, a gifted scholar said that a gifted scholar who can write such a poem of subduing the country, and only at the age of a teenager, will definitely achieve it in the future, and he will be famous in this Jiang country.

"That's a good word. Right now, it's time for us to serve our country. As long as we can attract the spring rain, we can solve the problem of drying up."

A talented scholar nodded at this time when he heard the words, and said, although this poem can indeed attract the spring rain, but if some talented scholars with insufficient literary spirit are not talented enough to write with such a profound literary atmosphere, then even if It is possible to write this poem, but it may not be able to attract spring rain.

In addition, if you don't understand the poem well enough, even if the style is enough, it will still have no effect. Therefore, it doesn't mean that the poem will have that effect once it comes out and is more casual.

If it is not enough to understand clearly, then after writing such poems, it will be of great benefit to the talented man himself.

Everyone made up their minds and called people to bring pens and paper, and began to write one by one. When writing, everyone also intended to compete. Whoever can attract the spring rain will win over the others.

This is very easy to confirm, so at the moment, when they think that they are not worse than the other party, everyone concentrates on writing, and after each poem is written, there may be poems that contain literary spirit, but they can There is not one song that brings down the spring rain.

Seeing this, everyone's faces were a little unsightly, and they continued to bury their heads and write hard. Finally, after an hour, a stream of literary energy rose straight into the sky, and then a trace of rain fell directly.

Everyone was startled suddenly, and then they looked up, and when they saw the direction where the literary spirit was soaring, they immediately felt relieved.

"It's in the direction of the Hanlin Academy. It seems that some of the great scholars there are writing this happy rain on a spring night."

The talented man looked at the direction of rising Wen Qi, then looked at the drizzle outside, and immediately opened his mouth to speak. After he finished speaking, several bursts of Wen Qi rose again, and the drizzle suddenly became denser a bit.

"Those are some romantic places."

A gifted scholar looked at the direction where the literary spirit was rising, and immediately said, those places are very familiar to them, and they guessed those places at a glance.

At the moment, I also understood that in a place like that, it can be said that there are a lot of talented people, and there are many talented people among them. It is very normal that they can attract the spring rain at the moment.

After the cultural qi in these places rose one after another, another cultural qi rose up. Unlike other places, this cultural qi appeared to be much thicker. Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then looked carefully. Immediately, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"That's the residence of the talented girl, Ling Yueliu, right?"

A talented man looked at the literary spirit that was much stronger than before, and then asked, when the thick literary spirit appeared, it quickly suppressed the other literary spirits, and it was clear at a glance who was more talented.

"Over there, the talented people in other places can be suppressed by myself, and only Miss Lingyueliu is the only one who thinks about it."

A talented scholar nodded immediately when he heard the words, and then said, there was also a touch of admiration in his eyes looking in that direction.

"Miss, you are so amazing, your poems are perfect, and you have suppressed all the poems of those talented scholars!"

In a boudoir, a servant girl looked at the soaring literary spirit, and immediately said to the woman in the white skirt in front of her, her eyes were full of sparkling expressions while speaking.

Hearing this, the woman casually put down the ink pen in her hand, and then tidied it up. Just this tidying up showed everyone's ladylike temperament, and then she turned around, revealing her peerless face, and looked at it. After the few Wen Qi places in the distance, the expression on his face did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"It's just that I have a deeper understanding of this poem and read it earlier than other people, so the literary style is a little stronger. That's it, it doesn't mean that they are all suppressed."

Hearing this, Ling Yueliu immediately shook her head and said, there was no arrogance on her face.

"It's been said all the time that in this imperial city, Miss's talent is definitely No. 1."

Hearing this, the servant girl immediately grabbed her fingers and said, the little girl is more concerned about these names, she has a different personality from her own family, when the young lady faces these things, she always has a calm expression, while she always enjoys it. , Everyone respects their young lady.

"Talent No. 1?"

Hearing this, Ling Yueliu's face immediately moved slightly. After subconsciously looking at the poems on the table, she shook her head slightly.

"Xiao Ru, don't mention this again from now on."

"What's the matter, miss."

When the servant girl heard the words, she immediately looked at her young lady with some grievances. She had said this before, but the young lady had never said that to her.

"I heard that the talented person who wrote this poem is just a young man. Although your lady has written some poems these years, when has there ever been a poem by Zhen Guo, and this person has solved such a problem for Jiang Guo? Big difficulty."

Hearing this, Ling Yueliu shook her head and said, a trace of curiosity arose in her heart about the young man who wrote this poem.

The maid heard the words, and after looking at the poems in front of her lady's desk, she pouted immediately. In her heart, her lady is always the most powerful.

(End of this chapter)