I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 1 Homework
Dagan, Changsha City, Taoli Academy in the south of the city.

"Everyone has been studying in the academy for more than ten years, and it's time to start preparing for nourishment!"

"From today, you can contribute poems and articles to "Collected Works" or "Book Sea". The ten people who rank the worst in the mid-term assessment will be expelled from the academy, and those who rank in the top ten will be eligible for the government examination recommended by the academy. "

On the podium, the old man in a long gown and a melon cap said seriously.

Lin Qian, who was sitting among the classmates, was filled with despair.

This is the world of Confucianism and Taoism. As a guest of Blue Star, he originally thought that he could soar to the sky and reach the pinnacle of life by being a copyist, just like the Confucianism and Taoism he had read before.

However, after being here for half a month, he discovered that the world has all the familiar ancient poems in his mind!

Not only that, these original authors are even alive and well.

The poet Taibai killed three thousand demons with a single sword in the western region three years ago, took the head of a demon king among the thousands of armies, and left after drinking and singing.

A few days ago, Poet Demon Bai Juyi held a poetry meeting in Kyoto...

Lin Qian felt a chill in his neck if he wanted to copy the poems of these bigwigs to take over.

But he is just an ordinary self-media writer in the blue star. How can he have a literary talent comparable to those famous writers in this Confucianism world?
Don't talk about those literary giants, even the classmates in this academy, he can't compare.

Taoli Academy is the most ordinary academy in Changsha City, but he has the qualifications to recommend students to participate in the imperial examination. In this world, the imperial examination is the only way for ordinary people to rise up!

There is another one, of course, is to publish poems and articles in the Palace of Literature, to attract the praise of the world, to gain talent, and to practice Confucianism and Taoism.

Scholars in this world have palaces of literature, thatched huts, pavilions, palaces, etc. in the sea of ​​knowledge.

The same thing is that there is a plan wall in all Wen Palaces, on which you can view the "Collected Works" edited by Daru and published every half a month, or the "Book Sea" with a higher degree of freedom.

Similarly, even if the poems and articles written on it are submitted to the "Collected Works", if they can be selected, they can be seen by scholars all over the world.

"Book Sea" has relatively lower barriers to entry, but unless it can be on the ranking list, no one will pay attention to it.

If it can be recognized by the literati, and it can be applauded, it can attract talents to imbue the body, cultivate arrogance, and cultivate Confucianism and Taoism!

Poet Immortal Taibai once aroused the pride of the world with a song "Xia Ke Xing", gained a stone of talent, and was promoted to a semi-sage!

Ci sage Dongpo earned countless tears with his song "Jiangchengzi", gained great talent, and was promoted to semi-sage!

The two paths of imperial examinations and Confucianism and Taoism do not conflict, and can even be said to be complementary.

If you want to make a difference in this world, there is only one way to go!
In this life, he was also called Lin Qian in his previous life. He had an elder brother, Lin Zhen, who worked as a policeman in the county government office. His elder brother was talented in martial arts, but in order for him to study, he didn't have enough food to supplement his energy and blood, and he didn't have medicine to treat his body. He died at the age of 12. The eldest brother who entered the ninth rank of martial arts, ten years later, is still the ninth rank of martial arts.

There is also a younger sister, Lin Xinyun, who works hard every day, washing clothes for the neighbors in the neighborhood and earning a meager salary. In addition to subsidizing the family, all the rest is used to support Lin Qian's education.

I have to say, the former is really a jerk.

But things had come to this, he was the hope of their family, and Lin Qian couldn't let them down.

"Everyone, don't be intimidated. Although the requirements of "Collected Works" are high, after all, it is a half-monthly period, and the number of published content is fixed. Therefore, as long as you are not too unlucky, you will encounter a large number of geniuses or great scholars who publish articles, and you want to be on the list. , it's not that difficult."

"Little Poet Fairy Jiang Yushan, have you heard of it? He once wrote a poem "A Journey to the Changsha Mountains" in the anthology, which won thousands of hits, attracted his talents, and entered the ninth grade of Confucianism and Taoism. , now he has become a Jinshi in high school and has become a Hanlin Bachelor!"

"He used to be a student of Taoli Academy!"

Perhaps because he noticed everyone's low mood, teacher Li Changce encouraged them.

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the classroom really became lively. Many self-confident and talented students were eager to try, and began to conceive poems and essays, imagining that in a few months, they would be like that little poet fairy and be admired by the great Confucian scholars. Fancy, high school Jinshi...

"I believe everyone will not disappoint the teacher!"

"Okay, get out of class!"

Li Changce was very satisfied with the effect, and after saying something with a smile, he walked out of the classroom first.

"Lin Qian, have you decided what to write?"

On the way back from school, Zhang Zehan walked beside Lin Qian with a sad face.

He was the eldest son of Zhang, a wealthy family in the city, but unfortunately he was not expected to study, so he naturally had a similar taste with his predecessor, Lin Qian, and became friends.

Reading in this world is fairer than Lin Qian's previous life. Even if you have money, you can't get people to write articles for you, because talent needs to be recognized by the world. It's not your articles. No matter how you publish them, you won't get half a point Talent can be easily exposed.

"Poems are too difficult, articles are obscure..."

"A dead end!"

Lin Qian doesn't really want to pay attention to this rich second generation right now. The other party can go back to inherit the family property if he is fired from the academy, but he can only go to the north of the city to move bricks if he is fired.

"Why don't you write novels?" Zhang Zehan didn't really seem to have no ideas at all, "I've inquired, the editor-in-chief of "Collected Works" this time is Cao Daru!"

Lin Qian's eyes lit up. When it comes to novels, he doesn't feel sleepy anymore.

But it quickly faded away. After all, the novels here are very different from those in the previous life, and the readers here may not necessarily buy it.

What's more, novels have always been at the bottom of the literati's contempt chain, even if someone proves a great Confucianism through novels, it can't change.

As for that great Confucianist Cao, although he was certified as a great Confucianist through novels, his own attainments in poetry and prose are not shallow. If Zhang Zehan wants to speculate, I am afraid he will have a bad nose.

Thinking all the way, before I knew it, I had arrived at the door of the house.

This is a two-entry hut, the courtyard door is open, and the front yard of less than fifty square meters is full of various clothes to dry.

Lin Qian didn't know how this hut came about. He had no memory related to it in his previous life. He only remembered that he lived here with his elder brother.

Walking into the small courtyard, following the sound of pounding clothes, you can see a girl in sackcloth struggling to rub the clothes in the tub, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand from time to time, pinching her sore back waist.

"Second brother, you're back!"

"There are snacks prepared in the house, you eat first, and I will cook after I finish washing this basin of laundry."

Lin Xinyun looked up when she heard the sound, and when she realized that it was Lin Qian, a bright smile burst out on her cute round face.

Lin Qian shook his head, walked towards his sister, rolled up his sleeves and squatted beside the tub, "Let me help you!"

"You are a scholar, how could you be allowed to do this kind of work, the elder brother will definitely scold me if he finds out."

Before Lin Qian could squat down, Lin Xinyun raised her hand to block him.

"That's right, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

"Lin Qian, how can you do such a thing?"

"If you want me to say, Lin Xiaomei doesn't need to do this kind of work, why come to my house to be a maid, why should I suffer this kind of suffering?"

Lin Qian turned his head and looked at Zhang Zehan who followed him into the courtyard.

Good guy, after a long time, I thought he was a good friend with similar tastes, but I didn't expect it to be "righteousness" because of sex!
(End of this chapter)