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Chapter 45 Do You Really Think This Is Writing a Scene?
A quarter of an hour later, the vision of heaven and earth dissipated, the arrogance dissipated, and Lin Qian regained his sobriety.

At this time, he was also a little bit like a dream.

Originally, he thought it would take him some time to break through to the eighth-rank cultivation realm, but unexpectedly, he broke through like this!
Just now, he was admiring the scenery of the Xiangjiang River and looking at the lights of Wanjia, but suddenly he felt a sense of pride and ambition, as if he had been beaten into chicken blood by someone, and this poem couldn't help popping up in his mind, and then, he Just read it out.

"Brother Lin, does this poem have a name?"

Only then did Lin Qian see that Huai Yixiu had come to him at some point.

""Qinyuanchun·Changsha""

Hearing this name, Huai Yixiu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly looked at Lin Qian with more fiery eyes.

Then he seemed to think of something, turned around and took the wooden box from the servant, and handed it to Lin Qian, "Brother Lin's poem attracted the vision of heaven and earth, and it was recognized by the world. Leader, well deserved!"

"Giving this Shuiyun brush to brother Lin is like giving a sword to a hero, and giving pink powder to a beautiful woman. Who is in favor and who is against?"

At this moment, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stood up and said timidly, "It's really not me!"

"But I don't think it's appropriate."

"The theme of tonight's poetry meeting is 'reform', but this poem has nothing to do with reform. Although it is a poem of the way of heaven, it is far superior to other works tonight, but it is off topic after all. Yunbi, I think it's a bit unfair!"

In fact, it wasn't just this young man, many people present had such thoughts, but after all, even if Lin Qian didn't give the Shuiyun pen, they wouldn't be able to get their turn. Naturally, they wouldn't talk too much and offend a talented poet with unlimited potential.

But after all, the young man is a newborn calf and is not afraid of tigers. For the sake of justice in his heart, he still stood up. At this time, he thought that he would never bow to power and authority in his life. , too big to be reasonable? .

Hearing this, Huai Yixiu laughed, and many of the students also laughed.

Before Huai Yixiu could speak, someone burst out laughing, "You don't think this poem is really describing a scene, do you?"

[Independent cold autumn, the Xiangjiang River goes north, Juzizhoutou] Juzizhoutou, which is independent in the cold autumn, looks at the water of the Xiangjiang River flowing northward.This represents the tall image and tenacious spirit of the changer!
[Looking at the red mountains all over the mountains, the forests are all dyed]Looking at the mountains after autumn, the red mountains and forests symbolize great prosperity, and the political reform movement is on the rise. Filled with thousands of firewood, it will soon burn into a raging fire."

[Manjiang is clear, hundreds of boats are competing for the flow] The water of the river is green and clear, and hundreds of large ships are competing to sail, which symbolizes the magnificent revolutionary trend.

[Eagle hits the sky, fish flies in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom] The vigorous eagle spreads its wings and flies in the sky, and the free fish swims freely in the crystal clear water. All creatures compete in this autumn season. more freedom.This means that all classes and strata are fighting for the right to life and freedom...

This student explained sentence by sentence for the young man who raised doubts, until the end [hitting the water in the middle of the current, the waves restrain the flying boat], even he couldn't help being full of pride again, wishing he could do something for Daqian now!
After listening to the explanation, the boy lowered his haughty head and stared at the floor, wishing he could find a crack to get in.

As for those who felt unfair like the teenagers before, they are glad that they didn't stand up just now, otherwise, they would be the ones who would be ashamed.

Now, no one had any objections to Lin Qian's position as the leader, and Huai Yixiu handed over the wooden box again.

Lin Qian was not polite, and took the Shuiyun brush, he deserved it.

He could feel that Huai Yixiu seemed to be deliberately guiding him to get this cultural treasure, perhaps digging a hole for him to jump into.

However, under the influence of Huai Yixiu's Confucianism, he read "Qinyuanchun·Changsha", so there is no need to be polite, no matter what plots Huai Yixiu has, the soldiers will come and cover them up.

He wanted approval from the Dao of Heaven, but he needed the right time, place and people. After all, Huai Yixiu had helped him!

If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you will have to wait for the next time.

Of course, even if Lin Qian was still sober, he might give it a try. He didn't care about the effect of concentrating talent, but he was very interested in enlightenment.

Under his teaching these days, the little girl is not far from opening the Wen Palace.

But my eldest brother practiced martial arts since he was a child, and had no interest in reading. He was only limited to literacy, and he hadn’t opened up a writing palace for a long time. Much more convenient.

They have been in Fucheng for more than half a month, and they don't know how the elder brother's affairs are handled, and the elder brother has not seen them yet!
A banquet ended successfully, the guests and hosts had a great time, and a poem of heaven was born. It is foreseeable that this Qionghua Banquet will definitely be famous in history. Although they did not get a treasure, everyone's interest is still very high.

Rejecting the other students' invitation to visit the Nishang Building, Lin Qian took his younger sister, Zhang Zehan, and Chen Ruikang and his party out of Qionghua Building.

Those three Changsha students who had abandoned Lin Qian and the others before, looked at the backs of the group of people leaving, and their guts were almost green with regret. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world.

"Second brother, you were too handsome just now!"

On the way, Lin Xinyun looked at Lin Qian with starry eyes, her little face was already flushed with excitement.

She had also heard Zhang Zehan talk about the scene of Lin Qian's last poem on the Dao of Heaven before, but what others said was not as shocking as what she saw with her own eyes.

The scene of the waves stopping the giant ship was still vivid in her memory. She never thought that the world of Confucianism Cultivators would be so turbulent and magnificent.

He patted the little girl's head, loosened her hair in a wicked way, and said with a smile, "Study hard in the future, you can be so handsome!"

"Be honest, did you do it on purpose before? Or did you secretly make up lessons?"

Zhang Zehan said a little sourly, "In the past, everyone was clearly at the same level, but now that I have been expelled from the academy, you have become a genius?"

"Maybe this is the epiphany!"

Of course Lin Qian wouldn't tell him that I'm dead!

"No matter how persistent you are, you may be able to realize your epiphany."

Lin Qian encouraged him, but on second thought, Zhang Zehan himself might not have wanted this epiphany.

"Forget it, I think doing business is pretty good."

Zhang Zehan shook his head. Studying is a kind of torture for him. He is also happy to be expelled from the academy. After finally escaping from the prison, he will not go back.

"I'm still going about my business!"

"You should also study hard and strive to be promoted to a semi-sage as soon as possible, so that when I go out to do business in the future, I will start with a sentence, Brother Lao Tzu is a semi-sage, who can't take a look at me?"

"Set a small goal first, and get the No. 1 Jieyuan in the government test!"

(End of this chapter)