I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

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Suddenly, a blank scroll flew out from Ge Huaiying's sleeve. The scroll unfolded and covered the city wall. In an instant, all the poetic sentiments of the painting fell on the blank scroll. At first glance, it seems to be the four-line poem "full of ships full of clear dreams pressing the Galaxy Cluster", and it seems to be a picture of a drunken boat, which is very mysterious.

Everyone's eyes were about to emit green light, staring straight at the picture scroll. This is the intention of poetry and painting. Although it is only a one-time treasure, it is enough for hundreds of Mongolian children to contemplate day and night. There is a high probability that a poetic image will be planted in the soul, and the road to poetry is almost smooth.

The lowest is also a master.

Become a master as soon as possible, and the chances of becoming a great Confucianist will also be greatly increased!

It can be called the treasure of family fortune!

It's just that the picture scroll didn't care about everyone's eyes at all. Once the scroll was rolled, it was harvested into a bunch, and then flew towards Chen Luo.

There are thousands of beautiful things in the world, but they are not related to you.

...

Shi Lezhi felt a little pain in his brain.

The state of mind that had just calmed down experienced violent ups and downs again.

Three poems in a row, the poems are handed down.

From poetic, to pen and ink, and finally poetic and picturesque...

Such performance, such literary talent, such age!

Could it be that one?

Shi Lezhi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he took a deep breath.

No no no.

How could it be such a coincidence!

That one is still in Dongcang City!

In that capacity, how could it be possible to travel without any guard of honor.

Impossible impossible!

There are heroes in the grass and grass of the world, maybe Brother Liu is such a great talent in poetry.

It must be so!

At this moment, a Monster Qi erupted behind him, briefly attracting everyone's attention.

When Shi Lezhi turned his head, he saw Qing Muchan, the demon servant of own, staring at him in disbelief.

"Uncle Qing, you..." Shi Lezhi was taken aback for a moment, Qing Muchan was considered to be an older demon servant in his family, and he was also the strongest among the three demon servants who followed him this time, and he was at the peak of fifth rank Breaking Spirit Realm.

If he felt right just now, Qingmu Chan broke through.

Promoted from the Fifth Rank Breaking Spirit Realm to the Fourth Rank Fusion Spirit Realm.

Shi Lezhi felt a little certain in his heart, feeling that he had at least a little more confidence in front of Brother Liu.

So what if your poetic talent is extraordinary, but I am protected by the fourth rank monster!

The fourth rank is in the Spiritual Realm, and it is only one level away from the Great Saint of the demon race. Even if you return home, you can no longer be treated as a demon servant, but as a family guest.

Shi Lezhi was about to go forward to congratulate him, but that Qingmu Chan walked over excitedly.

Shi Lezhi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately noticed that Qingmu Chan's breakthrough had attracted some attention, and instantly understood Qingmu Chan's thoughts.

Uncle Qing wants to find some faces for himself.

Think about it, the fourth rank big monster pays homage to him in full view, and he can more or less let himself share the limelight of Brother Liu.

#刘东虫三诗打青宁，青木草 fourth rank worshiping the Lord#

Shi Lezhi thought of the trending tags in a blink of an eye.

"It's Uncle Qing who loves me!" Shi Lezhi felt a little moved, so he took a deep breath, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, and waited for Qingmu Chan.

Then, Qingmu Chan walked past Shi Lezhi.

gone……

past……

Passed by.

"Huh?" Shi Lezhi turned his head, and was about to call out to Qingmuchan when he saw Qingmuchan respectfully kneeling on one knee in front of the carriage, with an excited expression on his face, and shouted: "Qingmuchan's bloodline, Qing Erxi, has seen the ancestral veins Takako."

The Yao clan is respected by bloodlines, and the bloodlines that go straight to the Great Saint level without bottlenecks are called ancestral veins, and they are the authoritative class in the same clan.

In fact, Qing Erxi's own blood is not pure, and being able to cultivate to the peak of the fifth rank is already an unexpected accident. According to his own understanding, there is no hope of breaking through to the fourth rank Realm in this life.

But the Medicine Pill that the green frog gave back to Shi Lezhi just now changed everything.

If only relying on the medicine pill of Jin Guagua, of course it can't help Qingmu Chan breakthrough, it can only make his demon power more pure, but Qingmu Chan found that there is a trace of ancestral breath in the medicine pill.

That is when the top ancestral nobleman used himself as a furnace to refine the Medicine Pill, he blended a trace of pure aura. Although this aura is only a tiny wisp, it has the meaning of the ancestor of the toad, which made him, a mottled green wood toad, The bloodline was sublimated in an instant, which helped him break through to the fourth rank Realm.

How could he not know that he had met a great good fortune.

"Zi Sunqing Erxi begs to see Grandpa Zumai!" The fourth rank demon shouted again with an excited tone.

Shi Lezhi stayed where he was.

That cute little frog?

Oh, it's impossible! Absolutely impossible!

At this time, there was a crisp frog cry in the carriage.

"Gah!"

"Quack! (Then the Medicine Pill is your master's reward for explaining the problem to me Dage, no need to ask for help from Mr. Ben!)"

"Cack! Cack! (Don't disturb me to listen to the great Confucianism explaining poetry! I'm a cultural frog!)"

Then, there was another low murmur.

"Quack... (That pill is not sugar-coated, I'm not interested...)"

Shi Lezhi's scalp was numb.

A monster pet is so generous, so that person's identity is simply Shi Lezhi's seventh uncle, Shi Hammer.

The meaning of the little frog is very clear, the feeling of explaining in front of the city gate is paid off with this Medicine Pill.

Shi Lezhi remembered what he had said before, and his face instantly burned like fire!

Half a person! I'm a little more ingenious!

Shi Lezhi, what did you do just now!

Talk about benevolence and righteousness to Confucius, and drag the Taoist master to do nothing?

Lost my mind!

Wait, if Brother Liu is really that one, then the woman in the carriage...

As we all know, Zhulin sent a guardian for that one, a woman.

A woman who forced the chess master to tear up the chess scriptures.

Shi Lezhi didn't dare to think about it anymore, how could a thunderbolt hit him in such a beautiful blue sky?

It's March in Yangchun, why is my heart a little cold?

He looked at the carriage compartment.

I should be under the car, not here.

...

All the students present were qualified for the spring examination, so they naturally had some experience.

As soon as this poem came out, and related to the previous two questions, everyone knew who the person in front of them was.

For a moment, everyone looked at Chen Luo with piercing eyes.

It can be regarded as seeing a living person.

At this time, Chen Luo didn't seem to see the eyes of everyone, put away the scroll of poetry and painting, and cupped hands towards the great Confucian on the city gate.

"Thank you Ge Daru!"

"Xiaosheng Liu Dongchen, please be a great Confucian to appreciate poetry!"

I know you know who I am, but you are all pretending not to know who I am, so I also pretend not to know that you are pretending not to know who I am.

Hearing Chen Luo's thanks, Ge Huaiying's bones softened by half, and he quickly smiled and said: "Wu... I don't need to thank you for my part."

All the Confucian scholars were tired: what are you pretending to do! I can see it all.

Deception, but that's all.

However, the hearts of the students changed.

We know that you are pretending not to know that we pretend not to know who you are, so let's pretend that we really don't know.

Since we don't know who you are, it's okay for everyone to get closer, right?

Wait for a chance to cut off the chicken head and burn yellow paper to worship, what if it succeeds?

Um! nothing wrong.

After figuring out this verse, some students immediately said loudly: "The three great Confucians are invited to comment on Brother Liu Xuexie's poem!"

In his words, he said the three words Liu Xuexiong very seriously!

"Exactly!" Wenchang Pavilion official said hastily, "let's get down to business first, and the last poem that breaks the title needs three great Confucian scholars to check it out!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell back to the four lines of poem on the city wall.

At this time, even though the picturesque meaning in the poem has been collected, the poetic rhyme remaining in the poem also promotes the blossoming of poetic flowers.

"Ahem..." Li Daru couldn't hold back for a long time, and took the lead to speak: "The west wind blows the waves in the old Dongting, and Lord Xiang's hair became white all night. These two sentences can only be said to be wonderful sentences, but they are not perfect. words."

If you want to promote first, it is an old comment.

"However, I love the word 'blowing old' the most. Ordinary people use words to refine their characters, and most of them are blowing and wrinkling to form poems, but Wu...cough...Liu Xiaoyou uses blowing old, which is refreshing."

"It's old and wrinkled, but it adds to the sense that the youth has passed away. Dongting is like a beautiful woman who is twilight, which makes people sigh."

"Mr. Xiang needn't say much, Mr. Qu's Nine Songs have described it. Mrs. Xiang cried out for her husband's weeping blood. She integrated this allusion into the image of Dongting's old age. How lonely!"

"These last two sentences..." Li Daru paused slightly, intending to whet everyone's appetites, but Lu Daru said directly: "These last two sentences are amazing!"

"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water. The magic of this sentence lies in the three words, the sky is in the water."

"Du Zimei said that 'a boat in spring water is like sitting in the sky', and this sentence 'you don't know the sky is in the water', one is to go to the sky by boat, and the other is to embrace the sky and enter the water, which is the same! The old man remembered another famous sentence 'half acre square pond Once opened, the sky, clouds and shadows linger together', which is also a general scenery."

"When an ordinary person writes here, it should be the peak meaning of the whole poem. Unexpectedly, Liu Xiaoyou once again elevates the poetic meaning and wrote the last sentence'full boat clears the dream to press the Galaxy Cluster', from the scene to the dream!"

"Is it a light boat that presses the Galaxy Cluster? No, it's a clear dream for the people on board!"

"Lay Yi'an has a good saying, 'I'm afraid that a boat in Shuangxi can't carry a lot of sorrow'. It's the first time to use a boat to carry sorrow, which is to let the sorrow out. But this sentence is full of dreams, but it reveals openness and chic. .”

"Compared with the title of the poem 'I sing and the moon wanders, my dancing shadows are chaotic', it is as lonely as it is, but as chic as it is."

"However, in my opinion, Qinglian Xian has a poem, which fits very well with this poem."

"Ji Huai is happy and strong, thinking about flying, wanting to go up to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon. Draw a knife to cut off the water and let the water flow more, use wine to dissipate the sorrow and worry more. Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads out to make a flat boat!"

"If it wasn't for the fact that Xiaoyou Liu wrote the poem, I saw it with my own eyes, and I would have believed it if I said that the poem "Galaxy Cluster" was written by Li Qinglian!"

After saying so much in one breath, Lu Daru let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at Ge Daru: "Brother Ge, what do you think?"

Ge Huaiying looked at Lu Daru with a smile on his face.

I was finished by you again, what should I say?

Well, you forced me!

Ge Huaiying sighed and said: "Seeing this poem today, I'm afraid I won't be able to discuss other poems with peace of mind in the future."

"There are poems in front of me that I can't read, but Qingning's three poems are in my heart."

"Old man, from now on, I won't comment on poetry!"

With a gloomy tone and confused tone, Ge Huaiying stood on the top of the wall and bowed to Chen Luo, who quickly returned the salute.

But Ge Huaiying couldn't get up for a long time, and Chen Luo couldn't get up either.

The old and the young, just separated by the city wall, worshiped each other.

At sunset, the setting sun fell on the two of them, as if it had frozen into a beautiful picture.

This scene was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

Some students lamented: "If you worship Wenhua, you are really a great Confucian."

"The great Confucian bows down to respect Wenhua, and the young man also pays respects to his confidant! This is a good story, a good story through the ages!"

"We actually witnessed a good story happen! It's worth it, even if we lose our reputation, it's worth it."

"Take a photo quickly, one thousand taels of silver, who will sell me a photo talisman!"

"I'll pay two thousand taels, hurry up, they'll get up in a while...huh? There seems to be no sign of getting up."

On the city wall, Li Daru and Lu Daru looked at each other and looked at Ge Huaiying who was still bowing down.

Fuck!

Hello will!

The Wenchang Pavilion Confucian coughed dryly, and the sound spread throughout the city.

"Three questions broken!"

"Qingning City, respectfully invite Mr. Liu to enter the city! Mrs. Cui came out of the mansion to welcome..."

At the same time, a loud voice resounded in Qingning City.

"Qingning Cui family, you are welcome!"

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