I Become A Saint By Studying

The crowd is rioting.

The plans of many literati bachelors were completely disrupted, and they were not confident enough to perform on the spot, and their faces were full of anxiety.

Lin Cong smiled secretly in his heart and said, "That's what makes it interesting. Since this essay meeting is hosted by my prince, of course it should be taken care of in every way."

"The prince doesn't need those opportunistic literati and bachelors."

"The ones with real talent and learning are good horses. If a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation is born in Yueyang Tower, the emperor will be happy. At that time, the silver dragon soft armor bestowed by the emperor may be given to this prince..."

The theme of the essay meeting is Yueyang Tower, which is the meaning of the sixth prince Lin Cong.

In order to make King Teng happy, Lin Cong also got along with his uncle King Teng, who was highly praised by King Teng.

Most of the Bachelors of the Holy Academy and the Bachelors of the Academy in Yueyang Tower will not make a move.

They came here especially because they wanted to see the lower capital, and those talented people who could stand on the stage.

Among the seven great talents, there are some who are good at writing poems, but they all seem to be following orders.

The holy son Li Xiyang looked at one of the seven great talents, the man nodded slightly and stood up.

"It is Du Pi, the little poet saint among the eight great talents, and his poetic talent is second only to the seventh saint son of the Holy Academy, Yang Zining, the number one scholar!"

"Okay, if the little poet sage makes a move, it must be the poetry of Guanzhou with great talents!"

"Quick, I'm really anxious."

There was a sensation inside and outside Yueyang Tower, and the eyes of many beauties shone like stars.

Du Pi has handsome features, a strong figure, and a light blue Confucian shirt covering his body with fluttering sleeves.

With a calm expression, he cupped his hands towards the literati and scholars inside and outside the building, court officials and academic officials of the Holy Academy, and said in a loud voice, "I am not talented, I wish eight steps into a poem, and I am showing my ugliness!"

"what?"

"Seven...seven steps into a poem? Does Du Pi have such a poetic talent?"

The scene was boiling, and even the beautiful woman screamed.

‘Little poet saint? Poetry in eight steps? I lost...' Lin Yi was deeply moved, if he hadn't been able to transfer the famous techniques of the sages, he might have lost in a complete mess.

He actually knows some limericks, but there's no need to make a fool of himself on this occasion.

Tomorrow's court meeting, I'm afraid it will become a joke.

Lin Yi looked at Du Pi, the sage of poetry, and looked forward to his eight-step poem.

clatter!

Du Pi stepped forward with one step, his body was full of talent, his Confucian shirt was calm and active, and his heroic spirit was overwhelming.

Everyone is waiting for his first poem.

clatter!

He took another step, and everyone was silent, but they were also waiting for his first poem.

clatter!

third step.

...

clatter!

After taking the fourth step, everyone was a little depressed.

Halfway through the eight steps, a poem has not been written yet, so why don't you pretend to be okay?

Du Pi's expression was calm, and he recited a poem: "The northern country is frozen and snowy, and the silver sea is curling up with goose feathers; when you climb the mountain and look down, the silver is more enchanting..."

The poem is over.

A strong talent of heaven and earth condensed into a white dragon of talent in the void, hovering above Yueyang Tower.

Then it plunged into Du Pi's eyebrows, and the Confucian shirt was buzzing, overflowing with talent.

A smell of books filled the entire Yueyang Tower.

"it is good!"

The holy son Li Xiyang praised with a smile, "Five steps into a poem, although there is no talent to pass through the state, but there is also a dragon of talent gathered, and the talent is four times high. The scenery outside the Yueyang Tower is written, but it is also suitable for the occasion!"

"Brother Du is doing great!"

"It's really catchy, and the silver dress is even more enchanting, wonderful!"

Many academicians of the Holy Academy also praised it one after another, shaking their heads, looking intoxicated.

"That's it?"

Lin Yi was completely stunned. Can doggerel be talented enough to gather talents from all over the world?

He fell silent quickly.

No wonder he came to this world, several poems are incomplete, not Guanzhou or Mingzhou...

It turns out that the level of poetry in this world is really not high.

"kindness?"

"kindness?"

Lin Yi's voice was not loud, but to the ears of a group of literati, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Many people noticed him.

The holy son Li Xiyang couldn't hear Lin Yi's voice, he listened to the voice and debated his position, and instantly locked on Lin Yi outside the Yueyang Tower.

One after another, they stared at Lin Yi in unison, and the literati beside him subconsciously moved a few steps away.

Fu Yuheng and Zhong Zizheng stood up abruptly.

Li Mo Bai, the senior official of the Academy, also stood up.

'In the literary society, excellent poems are born, even the slightest voice will be watched by people, because stepping on people can maximize fame. '

Lin Yi realized in his heart that he knew why he was targeted as soon as he opened his mouth.

These literati and bachelors are waiting for someone to hit their guns.

Du Pi's eyes were burning, and he landed on Lin Yi, cupped his hands slightly, and said indifferently, "I've heard about Lin Jieyuan for a long time, and the lyrics just now are amazing, but it's a pity that you didn't play the piano music, and the lyrics were not written by Miss Ningxiang. I have a little regret, otherwise it will be enough to go through the state."

"Your article is well done. The article written by Tengwang Pavilion Preface to Mingfu is admirable."

"Although you are talented in both words and articles, poetry is different from words and articles. It is a combination of words and articles."

Du Pi shook his head slightly, and said, "You are young and arrogant, and it is inevitable that you will be a bit flustered with such a reputation. I understand, but even the talents of heaven and earth recognize my poems. You still don't agree, but I am a little confused. Are you worse than Wen Dao?" Can you better distinguish between good and bad poetry?"

puff!

puff!

After Zhong Zizheng and Fu Yuheng heard Du Pi's words, they couldn't hold back for a while, and spouted out a mouthful of tea.

Of course Lin Yi is not as good at writing, but...he has the authority to comment on your poems of Du Pi.

The holy son Li Xiyang looked at Zhong Zizheng and Fu Yuheng, frowned slightly, a little confused.

"I have no disapproval."

Lin Yi shook his head and explained, "It's just...the poetry of the little poet is not as good as Guanzhou, which makes me a little disappointed!"

far away.

Lin Yunhong smiled lightly and said, "The emperor is kind-hearted, but also sharp, that's right!"

King Teng nodded in approval, feeling a little excited inside.

Is his Yueyang Tower going to be as famous as Tengwang Pavilion?

"Hahaha!"

Du Pi laughed back angrily, and said, "Does Lin Jieyuan think that he can be so arrogant after writing the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng"? Do you understand poetry? With your age and talent, to be honest...Du even doubts your "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng". The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng was taught by others!"

Wow!

There was an uproar in the crowd, Lin Yi became famous because of the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng, and Du Pi's words were nothing more than killing people.

Not only directly denied all of Lin Yi's talents, but even Xie Yuan's identity was watered down.

The holy son Li Xiyang nodded and said, "This holy son thinks so too. The words he gave to Miss Ningxiang just now must have been taught by others!"

The crowd was in an uproar again.

The literati and bachelors whispered to each other and talked a lot, Ningxiang girl frowned and stared at Li Xiyang and Du Pi dissatisfied.

Fu Yuheng and Zhong Zi were about to stand up to prove it, but found that Lin Yi shook his head and laughed.

"Uh?"

Everyone was a little stunned.

Li Xiyang said, "Laugh? Want to change the subject in this way?"

"No no no~"

Lin Yi shook his head, and said, "Li Shengzi looks like a clown when he targets his subordinates everywhere, so he couldn't hold back for a while!"

"you!"

The holy son Li Xiyang was furious, and stood up abruptly, his body surging with energy.

at the same time.

Countless auras burst out from inside and outside Yueyang Tower, but they disappeared in a flash.

That moment.

Li Xiyang had a feeling of suffocation, as if there was some terrifying powerhouse hidden in Yueyang Tower.

Lin Yi looked up at Li Xiyang on the Yueyang Tower, and said, "Li Shengzi doesn't need to say much, how about a bet between you and me? If I win, I will take the Demonic Beasts on both ends of your cart!"

Wow!

There was a deathly silence at the meeting place, and everyone looked at Lin Yi in amazement.

So... so crazy!

Zhong Zizheng murmured in a low voice, "Li Xiyang is really about to be irritated, it seems that the Shadowless Beast is going to change its master!"