Starting from Comprehensive Martial Arts: Bu Dao Lu

Chapter 119 Seal (1)

He looked at the palace man who was walking quickly.

The empress smiled and said, "Empress, could it be that my mother has written another masterpiece!"

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Just look at it."

Looking at the poem, the queen sighed and said, "Queen mother, how can you say this talent is so powerful. It is rumored that someone in the Han Empire could write a poem in seven steps. I didn't believe it before, but this Muji made me believe it." ah!"

The queen mother smiled and said: "China is vast, with billions of people living in it, so it's not surprising that there are geniuses. It's just that this humanistic style is changeable, and it's really hard to figure out his temperament!"

"Father, this Muji has produced three masterpieces before entering the Changchun Garden. Isn't it true that King Zhao participated in the competition?" Chen Heng said with a worried face.

The old man was extremely indifferent.

"King Zhao is the one-word king of the Ming Empire, and a mere literary name is irrelevant to King Zhao. As long as King Zhao shows up at the poetry meeting today, no one can take away King Zhao's demeanor. Moreover, this Muji" The old man's voice became smaller and smaller, and Chen Heng couldn't hear clearly at all, but the old man's face was full of mysterious smiles.

Looking at his father's smiling face, Chen Heng also murmured in his heart, could there be some secret?

In the whole world, if anyone knows Zhu Qi's literary talent, it must be the old man.

Chen Heng is an official of the imperial court, and he rarely goes to Zhao Wang's mansion to avoid suspicion.

Emperor Xiaokang and the other princes came to Zhu Qi to talk about state affairs, and they didn't know Zhu Qi's literary talents at all;

As for Dao Yan, when he saw Zhu Qi, he was mostly playing tricks, planning secretly, and developing the Martial Arts League, and Zhu Qi didn't have the heart to show off his talent.

Only the old man often played chess and chatted with Zhu Qi when he lived in the palace.The old man is a man who has read a lot of poetry and books. When Zhu Qi was with the old man, his inadvertent talent was revealed and the old man was shocked.Therefore, the old man knows Zhu Qi's talent very well.

Moreover, isn't Mu Ji together equal to Qi?
Although the old man had many guesses in his heart, he would never say anything until the last moment.

In these years, in order not to cause trouble to the Wangfu, the Chenfu has long developed the habit of being cautious in the imperial capital.

"Mr. Mu is a great talent. "Early Spring" has been rated as a masterpiece by you gentlemen and is being announced. I don't know whether Mr. Mu is going to the Winter Hall or..." Yu Qian who came in a hurry was still panting.

Zhu Qi said: "Let's go to the Winter Hall to have a look!"

"Yu XX leads the way for Mr. Mu, and Mr. Mu comes with XX!" Yu Qian said, and walked inside.

Zhu Qi also took steps to keep up.

The courtyard of the Winter Hall is larger than that of the Autumn Hall.

To Zhu Qi's surprise, there were many more literati and scholars stranded in the fourth pass than in Qiuting.

Zhu Qi stepped forward and looked at the notice hanging in the winter hall.

There are only four big characters on the notice: "Singing ambitions with poetry!"

Seeing these four big characters, Zhu Qi immediately understood why so many people were stranded in the Winter Hall.

Since ancient times, the highest pursuit of literati has been self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and world peace.

But before self-cultivation, there are righteousness, sincerity, and determination.

Aspirations are of great significance to literati. Every accomplished Confucianist will have great ambitions.

As for the poems of Yongzhi, literati dare not write indiscriminately, and it is not easy to write.

After all, those who have little ambition are a minority, and most people are still drifting with the crowd.

Therefore, this level is difficult for so many people.

Zhu Qi stepped forward and stood still in front of the desk.Yu Qian followed closely behind and stood aside.

To be honest, when Zhu Qi saw the title of "Song of Aspirations with Poetry", the first thing Zhu Qi thought of was "Song of Lime".However, brother Yu Qian was standing next to Zhu Qi, no matter how thick-skinned Zhu Qi was, he would be ashamed to take on Yu Qian's "Lime Yin" in his previous life!

Apart from "Lime Yin", the first thing Zhu Qi thought of was Zhang Zai's Hengqu Four Questions in his previous life.

Since it is a game clearance, Zhu Qi will not be embarrassed, and Zhang Zai did not stand in front of him.

"Set up your mind for the heaven and the earth, set up your life for the people, set up a legacy for the sages of the past, and create peace for all generations."

Zhu Qi didn't add a title for these four sentences, because he couldn't!

These four warnings, which seem like poetry but not poetry, have such a high intention that they are unique even in the mainland of China.

So, not to mention Zhu Qi, there is no one in the entire mainland of China who can add a title to these four sentences.

Yu Qian, who was standing aside, watched Zhu Qi write these four sentences with a brush, and his whole body was shaking with excitement.Faced with these four sentences, not to mention Yu Qian, even any great Confucian would be excited to babble here!
These four sentences perfectly describe the highest ideal of the literati.

The good thing is that he was humble and firm, and after recovering his emotions a little, he bowed deeply to Zhu Qi.Zhu Qi expected Yu Qian's reaction, but he didn't expect Yu Qian's reaction to be so big!Hastily stepped forward to help Yu Qian up.

The weird behavior of the two also attracted the attention of many people. Some people saw that Yu Qian was trembling all over and thought that he was suffering from a sudden illness, so they wanted to approach and help Yu Qian.

Seeing someone approaching, Yu Qian seemed to come to his senses.He yelled suddenly and said, "Everyone, don't come close. I am a student of Song Lian University and the deacon of Changchun Garden Poetry Club Yu Qian." As he said, Yu Qian took out a wooden token from his bosom.The great Confucian judges of the Poetry Club will bring their disciples to the Poetry Club to practice and see the world.All the literati who participated in this situation knew about it, and it was no surprise.

Seeing Yu Qian holding up the token with a solemn expression, everyone stopped coming forward.

Yu Qian held up the badge and said to the boy in the winter hall: "You wait for ten people to lean against this desk, and no one is allowed to approach within three feet. If someone breaks in, hit them with sticks. The rest of the people will seal the winter hall. In and out, I am responsible for what happened."

Seeing Yu Qian's solemn face and stern tone, although the servants in the hall were puzzled, they did not dare to disobey Yu Qian's order.

It's really that Song Lian's name is too big.

Song Lian was the teacher of the princes of the Ming Empire personally appointed by Emperor Hongwu, and now he is the teacher of the emperor, the teacher of Emperor Xiaokang.

Yu Qian is Song Lian's disciple, and even the deacon of the Poetry Association. He took out his token to issue orders, and the servants in the hall would dare to disobey.

Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the boys had built a barrier around them and sealed off the hall.

Zhu Qi looked on in a daze, wondering what Yu Qian was doing.

Yu Qian pointed to another young man and said, "Go to Huaguang Pavilion, and invite the judges Han Guogong, Song Xueshi, and Chengyi Bo to come here! Just say that something happened in the Winter Hall, which is related to our great Ming Empire community! Hurry up!"

After giving orders to the servants, Yu Qian bowed to everyone in the hall and said: "Something happened in the hall, and Yu didn't dare to take charge. He has already ordered people to invite you gentlemen to come here. Please wait for a while, brothers. Yu Qian will bear the consequences."

The literati, who were a little restless, calmed down instantly after hearing Yu Qian's words.

The literati and scholars who can walk to the Winter Hall are not fools!Since Yu Qian dared to risk the dissatisfaction of the world and sealed the Winter Hall, he must have something to rely on, otherwise Song Lian would not be able to save him.After all, the poetry society is promoted by the royal family.

Literati cultivate their minds, even if there are one or two impulsive people, they will be held back by others. After all, Yu Qian's news is really not trivial.

Just wait for some time!

They can wait.

Literati are the best at judging the situation. Now that Yu Qian is in full swing, they don't want to be in trouble.

If so, there is really something they don't know, because their recklessness destroys, the sword of the empire can kill people.

(End of this chapter)