Heart Attacker [Quick Transmigration]

[Book title "Song of Qingyun"]

[Yang Yunzhi has been separated from his fiancée who was engaged since childhood for many years. In order to rehabilitate the family, he participated in the Taoyuan Poetry Club and became the eldest princess' concubine. By accident, he discovered that Yunxi, the court lady next to the eldest princess, was his fiancée.He wants to avenge his family's grievances, and marry his beloved Yunxi in an open and honest manner. 】

[Even if the eldest princess is gentle and affectionate, she cannot impress Yang Yunzhi.He pretended to be ingratiating, but in fact he secretly communicated with Yunxi until Yunxi became pregnant and committed suicide.Yang Yunzhi hated the eldest princess deeply, thinking that the eldest princess was vicious and wanted to take revenge on Yunxi. 】

[Yang Yunzhi secretly planned the courtiers' rebellion, exposed that the emperor Jiang Lichen was not of royal blood, wrote war poems, became a sage of literature, and ascended the throne as emperor.He wanted to keep the eldest princess locked up in the palace forever, and suffer for the rest of her life. Every time he saw her figure, he felt soft-hearted. 】

【Ten years in the deep palace, the eldest princess died of illness. Yang Yunzhi finally found out that he loved her deeply, but she was deeply hurt by him because she was gentle and kind. ...]

[Mission: Destroy the main plot]

After Jiang Linchuan finished reading, he looked at Yang Yunzhi with cold and sharp eyes.

This main plot made him deeply uncomfortable.

He even wanted to use the iron fist of socialism to severely punish Yang Yunzhi.

Jiang Linchuan didn't pay attention to whether the current Yang Yunzhi was before or after rebirth, it didn't matter.

But Yang Yunzhi was an emperor before his rebirth, and he has long been used to the life of more than ten thousand people. Now, being pointed at by a group of mediocre people, and frightened by Jiang Linchuan's eyes, anger surged in his heart.

[Yang Yun's resentment value increased by 60]

How dare someone with no reputation look at me like this?

When I ascend the throne, I will be severely punished and never hired!

"It's time, Your Highness's topic is Peach Blossom."

Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

They all bet on Wing Chun Poems or Peach Blossom Poems. I was really afraid that the eldest princess would not play cards according to common sense.

Yang Yunzhi also breathed a sigh of relief, and he was also afraid, what if the eldest princess died and came back to life like him?

Your Highness will not forgive him.

He will never get the love of the eldest princess.

Unless it's the eldest princess who hasn't experienced all that.

As long as the title is Peach Blossom, the eldest princess is still a 16-year-old eldest princess.

His Highness loves his poetry and pen and ink very much, and praised his peach blossom poems.

This time, he must spend time with the eldest princess, and make a good couple.

"Let's write poems, the time limit is half an hour."

Several well-known literati from the Imperial Academy judged, and all the young talents who participated in the poetry meeting began to write poems.

"I'm done."

Yang Yunzhi concentrated on picking up the pen and finished it in one go.

"Peach blossoms are scorching against the spring fragrance, and when you see it, your eyes are like clouds.

I don't know that winter is full of frost and snow, and the fragrance is like bamboo and pine growing. "

This poem is short but meaningful. It compares peach blossoms with pine and bamboo, fades the charm of the flowers, and shows the strength of character.His handwriting is also very good, the cursive script is smooth, the pen is graceful, and the font is beautiful, which is worthy of everyone.

The moment the brush and ink touched the rice paper, the literary energy condensed into light. After finishing writing, peach blossoms rained down all over his body and fell on his hair, matching the plain blue clothes, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Poetry produces different appearances, which is a masterpiece that can be passed down for a hundred years.

The rice paper on his shore exudes a rich fragrance of peach blossoms, which is already very valuable.

"Good poems, good poems... you are worthy of Yang Yunzhi, the champion of the new discipline!"

An old literati with white beard and hair shook his head and read Yang Yunzhi's poem, admiring it non-stop.

Several other people also nodded repeatedly.

Yang Yunzhi smiled modestly, but his eyes were proud, and he looked around in the Taoyuan, trying to see the eldest princess he was thinking of.

He will soon be able to marry the eldest princess again.

He missed the eldest princess so much that he was going crazy thinking about it.

But other participants didn't think so, dissatisfied:

"I'm afraid he already had a draft in his stomach, and the question posed by His Highness the Eldest Princess just happened to hit him. It's just luck."

"Maybe it was written by someone else. How can you confirm who is the son-in-law with just a poem?"

"Do you think you can be a son-in-law? Don't think about it, but a commoner, so what about the new top scholar? There are a few Susukadas in the family, let His Highness work with you, and wait for you to climb up from seventh-rank weaving?"

Yang Yunzhi clenched his fists, lowered his eyes, and did not argue.

Because Her Royal Highness is watching this scene in the dark.

Seeing him being bullied, she feels pity in her heart, and she will take the initiative to speak out to make amends.

Yang Yunzhi waited and waited, waited and waited, but the eldest princess never appeared.

hiss--

I don't know who sucked in a breath of cold air, and there was already a breeze blowing in the field.

Everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look at the handsome young man who was composing poetry in the field.

He's really good looking.Even though Yang Yunzhi is already very handsome, compared with that person, he is still inferior.Just like the gravel meets the pearl, it loses all its brilliance in an instant.

What kind of rich and gentle country can raise it to be perfect, even the hand holding the pen can't pick out the slightest flaw, clean and slender, with well-defined joints, holding the wolf hair pen, calmly, but every word under the pen is full of infinite aura, As if impatient to be born.

There is nothing unusual about the first two sentences, I just think it is plain and palatable,

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortals live in Peach Blossom Temple; Peach Blossom Immortals plant peach trees, and pick peach blossoms to sell wine money."

It's just that such clear and fluent poems bring a breeze around the person who wrote the poem, gently swaying him, making his clothes flutter like a fairy.

"Wake up and just sit in front of the flowers, drunk and come to sleep under the flowers; half-awake and half-drunk day after day, flowers fade and bloom year after year."

He didn't stop, and continued to write. These two sentences brought the cold fragrance of Qingyuan, as if they came from the fairy palace, and reminded people of the Peach Blossom Fairy in his writing.In the garden, the half-bloomed peach trees are competing to bloom, and the pink and white petals are swirling in the wind, refusing to fall.

Everyone stared at those two sentences, and even the sound of breathing became lighter.

What a beautiful sentence!Enough to spread for thousands of years!

Just looking at that verse, I felt an unspeakable shock and indulgence in my heart.

Is there really a fairy among the drunken flowers in the world?

Even if you don't believe it, if you take a look at the person who is writing, and see that his features are clear, his figure is tall and straight, his temperament is outstanding, and he looks like a fairy, he should have no doubts about Taohuaxian.

"I hope that when I die of old age, I don't want to bow before the chariots and horses; the chariots and horses are enough for the rich, and the wine cups and flowers are for the poor."

"If wealth is compared to poverty, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; if there are poor chariots and horses, he has to drive and I have leisure."

In a trance, everyone seemed to see a man in white lying drunk under a peach tree, half drunk and half awake, smiling at the wealth and honor in the world, enjoying the leisure of the world to himself.

Fame and fortune are like dust to him.The flowers bloom and fall, year after year, he only guards the peach blossom garden in the mountains.Not only the peach blossoms in the Taoyuan, but all the peach trees in the capital also bloomed, and the trees were full of haze, which was too beautiful to behold.

At this time, only the young son who wrote poetry remained in everyone's eyes.

There are such extraordinary people in the world!

Such an outstanding person, but he doesn't know his name, his origin!

Jiang Linchuan wrote "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" before the poem, and inscribed "To the eldest princess", and said calmly:

"I'm an idler in the mountains, and I occasionally got a few poems. I heard that the eldest princess chose her husband with poems, so I came here to give you a gift."

"There are countless talented people in ancient and modern times. Poems and poems are easy to come by, but sincerity is hard to find. I present poems to Your Highness, hoping to get rid of this obsession. If you choose a husband and son-in-law... I hope to have a person with one heart and never leave each other."

Jiang Linchuan put down his pen and quietly disappeared.

The people present could clearly see him, but they didn't dare to speak, as if it was a sin to disturb him, they could only watch him disappear into the peach blossom rain.

"Who knows his name?" The old man who had praised Yang Yunzhi before was very excited and couldn't calm down for a long time, watching Jiang Linchuan's back as he went away.

"Lin Chuan."

"Okay! Okay! I didn't expect that I, Da Yue, would have such a talent. How could I not seek fame and wealth? I should report to His Majesty and arrest him to serve the country..."

[Yang Yun's resentment value increased by 80]

[Yang Yun's resentment value increased by 100]

[Yang Yun's resentment value increased by 150]

……

Where is Her Royal Highness the Princess?

Yang Yunzhi didn't expect such a big change. Looking around, he still didn't wait for the eldest princess to appear.

hateful!Who is Lin Chuan?He had never heard such a name in his previous life.It actually completely covered his limelight.

Will the princess marry Lin Chuan?no!

Yang Yunzhi began to recall Lin Chuan's appearance, but couldn't describe the specific appearance.

But he clearly remembered that feeling in his heart, but he couldn't remember it, and it was very uncomfortable.

Who is that Lin Chuan?Could it be that he was reborn again?But in his previous life, Yang Yunzhi had never heard "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" at all, nor had he heard of any abnormal appearance of peach blossoms.

[Yang Yun's resentment value increased by 90]

[Yang Yun's resentment value increased by 100]

……

"Young Master Yang, although you are brilliant, you are still far behind that Peach Blossom Immortal hahahahahaha..."

"Yes, yes, my generation should take the Peach Blossom Immortal as a model, he can drive me away, he really is an exiled immortal in the sky..."

"I wish to win the hearts of the people, and the white head will not be separated. This sentence is very wonderful! The peach blossom fairy is really affectionate and sexual!"

Those few people joked around Yang Yunzhi and praised Jiang Linchuan.

Those thousand-year-old sentences are not something they can write, which makes them completely extinguish their desire for comparison.

But Yang Yunzhi is different, he likes to pretend to be humble and gentle, and is highly praised among civil servants, but in fact he is very arrogant, and he always looks down on those who are not as talented as him.He came from a poor and humble background, but he was arrogant, and dared to think about the princess.

Who didn't see the pride in Yang Yunzhi's eyes before?Fortunately, Lin Chuan was born, and Yang Yunzhi was not allowed to succeed. Does Zhuangyuan Lang's face hurt now?

After Jiang Linchuan finished writing, he slipped back to the quiet room and continued to clean up.

The task this time is not too difficult, just let Yang Yunzhi fail to marry a princess at the beginning, and then stop him from enthroning.

About half an hour later, the song "Peach Blossom Temple Song" originated from Tang Yin was delivered.

"The adults all agree that this poem is the best. Lin Chuan is the leader of the Taoyuan Poetry Club. Unfortunately, this person left after writing it..."

"But everyone says he is the most outstanding person in the world, and he looks great, making him a good match."

"And he said that good poems and sentences are easy to find, but sincerity is hard to find. He also said that he would like to have a person with one heart and never leave his head."

"As soon as Mr. Lin Chuan wrote the pen, the peach blossoms in the entire capital and the palace are in full bloom. Everyone is looking at the flowers..."

"This poem was given to His Highness by him."

"Song of Peach Blossom Temple" exudes a warm light at this time, and after spreading it out, you can see the clear and free-spirited words, which are very elegant.That special cold fragrance also came from the poem, and when you close your eyes, you can see the fairy in white, Peach Blossom Immortal, and you want to see his eyebrows, but you can't peek.

"Mr. Lin Chuan..." Jiang Linchuan read out the word Lin Chuan in a low voice, his eyes were tender, and he looked at "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" with sighs, joy, and longing.

Aunt Wei couldn't help but smile when she saw it, the princess will get married when she grows up, and Mr. Lin Chuan doesn't care about fame and wealth, so he happened to marry the princess.It would be troublesome if it was a descendant of an aristocratic family.

The author has something to say: "Peach Blossom" by Song Zhanchu

"Song of Peach Blossom Temple" Ming Tang Yin

This world will use a lot of poetry, if you don’t like this setting, you can skip this world

The literary setting is derived from Qiqidian's "The Supreme Confucianism and Taoism"