Great Blue Night Watchman

A completely changed "On the Passage of Qin" slowly took shape under his writing.

The central idea is: The ancient kingdom of Ximu did not die from foreign enemies, but from internal affairs. He is a typical example of someone who played a good hand of cards to pieces.

The invasion of foreign enemies is not isolated from internal affairs, but is closely related. If there are moths inside a high-rise building and the building is riddled with holes, don't blame the foreign enemies for destroying you, because you were seeking death yourself.

This point of view is sharp and novel, spicy yet legal.

With a twist of the pen:

"Look at the sky, officials and businessmen collude to fight for the people's fat and oil. Officials and bandits collude to slaughter the elders of a city. The people have no food for three days. Senior officials are worried about body fat. How is it similar to the end of Ximu? Don't forget the past, The teacher of the future is to treat the country as a gentleman, observe the past, examine the current world, participate in human affairs, observe the principles of prosperity and decline, and judge the expediency of power, so that the departure is orderly, and changes are in accordance with the times, so that the country is stable over a long period of time."

At this point, all answers have been answered.

Lin Su checked it again, and it was correct. He raised his hand and gently pulled the bell above. The silver bell vibrated silently. The holy light flashed in front of him, and the test paper flew into the void.

At this moment, it is still three hours before the exam starts.

Lin Su pushed open the examination room and strode outside. Two teachers from Baishui Academy stood at the door, staring at him in surprise: "This student, what happened?"

"Nothing's wrong, I've finished the exam!"

The teacher's eyes suddenly opened wide. It had only been three hours!

Lin Su had already gone away, and another instructor spoke: "He is Lin Su. He also handed in the paper in three hours in the Haining Provincial Examination that day."

The instructor on the left closed his eyes slightly and slowly opened them again: "It's a pity that I can't see his test paper. I really want to see with my own eyes what he wrote in three hours."

The rule of the scientific examination is that the temple only gives the results of the evaluation and does not disclose the content of the work.

"It's not necessarily that you can't see it..."

The teacher was slightly surprised...

The teacher on the right said: "The Holy Parable has just been transmitted from the temple. In order to broaden the path of Ci and establish new heights on the Literary Way, in this scientific examination, all Ci that has reached the Wucai level or above will be compiled into the "Holy Dao Ci Chapter". It will be displayed simultaneously on the day the list is released.”

The teacher's eyes lit up: "On the day when the results are released, they will be displayed simultaneously? This honor is far beyond the ordinary Psalms of the Holy Word..."

The day when the list is released is the most sacred day in the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States. Almost everyone is paying attention to the gold list. What an honor it is to display the words and chapters on the gold list at this time?

The two teachers were silent for a long time and raised their heads at the same time: "It seems that we need to learn Ci. If nothing else happens, in the next few years, Ci will become the most popular vocabulary in literature and art, and will become the common pursuit of everyone. If you are not proficient in Chinese words, how can you have the dignity to teach?”

"Yes! The temple is committed to building Ci into another peak alongside poetry. The intensity in the early stage will be unusually great. The golden avenue of Ci has emerged, and the future will be extremely broad. Unfortunately, no one in the world is familiar with it. Ci is a new literary path. The generation of Ci masters, the "Nanchu laymen", are far away in the ancient country of Nanyang. They are thousands of miles away from here. Nanyang... Nanyang students are blessed, Da Cang. Originally, the writing style was not as profound as others, and now it is Lost the initiative... ugh..."

Lin Su walked down from Baishui Academy step by step.

Suddenly, a drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the end of the white jade steps was shrouded in mist. A small lake appeared in front of it, with weeping willows like smoke on the lakeside and vast mist on the lake.

Lin Su was slightly startled. When he came, he took the academy's shuttle boat directly. He didn't pay attention to the scene between Huichang and Baishui Academy. Now it seems that there is a small lake. He arrived early from Qiankun Academy that day. When I handed in my paper and went home, I crossed the Yangtze River and got into danger on the way. Now that Baishui Academy has handed in my paper in advance, there is a lake in front of me. Who can cross it?

Just as he was looking around, a small boat appeared from the wind and waves on the lake, and slowly enlarged in his sight. There was a man wearing a raincoat sitting on the boat, sitting on the bow fishing.

Lin Su's eyes penetrated the misty rain and landed on the bow of the boat. There was a pot of wine on the bow. Although the boat was rising and falling with the waves, the old man and the wine were as motionless as a mountain. Lin Su's heart moved slightly. This person was not ordinary. How can a fisherman, or a fisherman in general, carry alcohol with him?

Such a person is more like a hermit.

As the boat approached, the old man chanted softly on the bow: "One coop, one lawn, one lonely boat, one fisherman, one fishing hook, a new poem and a pot of wine, a new poem and a pot of wine...a new poem and a pot of wine... …”

Until the ship was about to dock, he was still repeating "A new poem and a jug of wine", but he could not recite the last sentence...

Lin Su added: "One person can catch a river of autumn alone!"

"... One person can catch a river of autumn all by himself! How wonderful!" The old man suddenly looked up, as if he had just discovered Lin Su's existence at this moment.

Lin Su finally saw the old man's face clearly. He was an extremely elegant old man with not many wrinkles on his face. He looked like he was probably in his early forties, but his hair was half black and half white, and his eyes were as bright as autumn water. With the indifference of seeing through the world, the overall feeling is that he is three points older than his appearance.

"I've met you, sir!" Lin Su bowed lightly.

He still knows people with his eyes. This is Baishui Academy, and even the janitor has literary roots. This person can go boating and fishing on the lake on the day of the scientific examination, and he can also pronounce a poem, which is quite extraordinary. He is certainly not an ordinary person.

The old man smiled slightly: "Did you hand in the paper in advance again?"

Lin Su's eyes widened: "Do you know me?"

The old man's word "you" exposed the mystery. If he didn't know that he, Lin Su, had submitted the paper in advance for the provincial examination that day, how could he have mentioned the word "you"? How many people in the world have submitted their scientific examination papers in advance?

The old man smiled: "Lin Su, the colorful crazy demon, turned in the paper in advance every time, and he was indeed worthy of the word 'crazy'; when he uttered a poem, he was able to write a clear stroke, and he was indeed worthy of the word magic."

Lin Su scratched his head...

The old man said: "One man, one man, one boat, one fisherman, one fishing hook, one new poem, one jug of wine, one man alone fishing in the river... Can poetry be of any interest?"

"It should... be possible!"

"Five colors or seven colors?"

"Can't reach Qicai!"

"Why?"

Lin Su hesitated slightly...

"But it doesn't matter!" The old man stared at him, his eyes flashing. He chanted this poem repeatedly, and he felt more and more that it had endless charm, but the person in front of him still seemed to feel that it was quite lacking. Where was it?

Lin Su bowed slightly: "Sir, please forgive me, student Meng Lang. This poem is extremely rare. Even if it has slight flaws, it is a pity. How about I dare to change a few words for you?"

"Please!" The old man also bowed slightly, which was an attitude of discussing knowledge on an equal footing.

Lin Sudao: "In the first sentence, there is a coop, a lawn, and a lonely boat. The word 'lone' is repeated, so it is more appropriate to change it to the word 'bian'."

One coop, one lawn, one boat...

The old man's eyes lit up, it was wonderful! excellent! Any more?

A fisherman has a hook, which is a little too real and the artistic conception is a bit different. How about changing it to "one foot of silk tape and one inch of hook"?

One foot of silk tape and one inch of hook...

The old man laughed loudly and put his hands together. A small table suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and two more chairs were placed under the buttocks. The old man raised his hands and drank wine: "With this change, there is room for modification in the third sentence. Let's sing a song A bottle of wine!”

"Excellent!" Lin Su drank the wine in one gulp.

The old man raised his hand, took out the gold paper, and wrote the poem just now: a coop, a hat, a small boat, a foot of silk ribbon and an inch of hook, a song and a bottle of wine, one person fishing alone in the river!

When the poem is completed, the colorful light fills the air, and the autumn rain in the sky is reflected like a rainbow in the colorful light.

The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling extremely happy.

A wonderful colorful poem was completed by the two people's combined efforts.

The old man stopped laughing: "A thousand pieces of gold are easy to come by, but a good friend is hard to find. Meeting you today brings great comfort to your life. I have something to ask you, and I hope you can tell me directly."

"you say!"

"Where is your path?"

road?

Lin Su was somewhat confused...

Participating in the scientific examination, passing it all the way, and gaining a literary heart is the path he has been taking now, but what about next? What if everything goes well and I pass the Jinshi exam? Be an official? What should he do in the current official state? There is still a fatuous emperor on the throne. Does he help this fatuous emperor govern the country? Use your own creativity to make these miscellaneous things more convenient for you?

If not, what else could he do?

Rebellion?

Traveling around the world? To hone the power of martial arts? Do you regard Xiaolin's flying knife as your own pursuit?

Why bother and why bother...

Lin Su held up the wine glass and murmured: "I suddenly realized that I don't seem to have a clear goal. Maybe what I yearn for is my wife and children on the hot bed..."

Suddenly, he was slightly startled. What did he see?

Above the wine glass, there are densely packed words. These words are extremely small: "Mountain Dwelling Travel Notes" There are seven idle houses and three old trees. Under the setting sun of winter snow, there is no one around...

And the wine in the cup actually has words in it, and the words are even smaller: "乐死" is known as Lexi, which originated from the Jin Dynasty. It is like a clang and a mulberry, and its sound is...

Lin Su suddenly raised his head...

"Where your heart is, that's where the road lies. Cherish it!"

The old man's voice came, and he didn't know where it came from. The lake in front of Lin Su was gone, the people were gone, and the weeping willows were gone. The chair under his butt was never a chair. It was just a white jade step, and the chair he held in his hand The wine glass turned into nothingness, leaving behind the last four words: Travel Notes of Mountain Dwelling. The four words suddenly turned into light mist and passed by his eyes.

Lin Su's whole body was shaken.

Everything just now is not something that really exists, it is all an illusion created by the power of literature and art.

Able to construct words into wine glasses, wine, weeping willows, small lakes, boats...

What an astonishing power it is?

This is an extremely mysterious realm called the literary world!

What is the literary world? A realm above the literary path - directly constructing a world with the power of the literary path!

The old man just now has opened up the literary world!

In the world, people in the literary world are all great figures who stand tall and above the ground. In the literary world, they are god-like existences.

who is he?

The only thing Lin Su could remember was "Mountain Dwelling Travel Notes", but he had never seen this article before and had no idea who wrote it...

The golden bell tolled.

Lin Su was shocked again. It only took him three hours to complete the scientific examination, and he changed a poem with the mysterious old man by the lake. In his mind, it only took less than half an hour, and now it was clearly over. After more than ten hours, the scientific examination was officially over.

In the literary world of mysterious people, the rules of time can also be changed...

At the end of the general examination, the candidates finally finished the day and night of scientific examinations and walked out of the examination room exhausted, including Lin Jialiang. Three years ago, he had participated in the general examination. He was in high spirits that time. Why? Because he ranked seventh in the foreign examination, he had participated in the Luming Banquet, he was one of the ten outstanding figures in Quzhou, and he was the second son of the Hou Mansion. In his opinion, those who participated in the Luming Banquet did not have to worry about taking the exam. Others If his name falls behind Sun Shan, he will definitely be on the list.

But reality hit him hard and he failed.

The provincial examination and the provincial examination are completely different concepts. There is no direct correlation between the provincial examination results and the provincial examination.

From then on, he had a very ambivalent attitude towards the examination. He hoped that this day would come soon, but he was afraid that it would actually come.

When the examination came, his family was in decline and he was no longer the second son of the Hou family. When things changed and people changed, a third brother suddenly appeared to accompany him...

Can you pass this time?

May the ancestors of the Lin family bless him and his third brother to go to high school!

The Lin family needs them. The Lin family can no longer withstand twists and turns...

Lin Jialiang searched the crowd, looking for his third brother, but he couldn't find him. No one came out of the third brother's examination room at all...

No way, Third Brother, did you hand in the paper in advance again?

Fortunately, he turned his eyes and saw his third brother under the tree on the roadside in front. Fortunately, fortunately, you finally listened to the advice and didn't hand in the paper in advance this time...

"Third brother!" Lin Jialiang took a few steps over and grabbed Lin Su's hand: "How is it?"

"Just like that!" Lin Su responded casually: "What about you?"

"I... I think it's still a bit mysterious... The policy theory is just fine. I'm not satisfied with the poems, but I can't see what's wrong. I blindly revised a few versions. The time is coming, so I have no choice but to submit them. , the outcome is unknown.”

It was only at this moment that Lin Jialiang truly realized how important the third brother's guidance was. In the past few days, he only had to write. Anyway, it was in the hands of the third brother. If you didn't write well, the third brother would draw a circle and you would try again. Just make targeted modifications, but today, the third brother couldn't draw a circle for him, and he suddenly lost his sense of direction. He was trying to figure out the modifications based on his previous experience, but he didn't have enough confidence.

A person next to him smiled: "Second Young Master Lin, does Third Young Master Lin also feel confused?"

Lin Su glanced back and saw that the speaker was He Mintao, Jie Yuan of Jicheng Mansion.

He Mintao added: "I know I'm dissatisfied, but I don't know what's wrong. Just because of one thing, you don't have the guidance of a famous teacher. How many people in the world know how wonderful it is when you are new to the scientific examination? Because of this, the foundation is the first." Time has divided the students who took the examination into three, six or nine grades. Haha, it is getting more and more difficult to turn around after settling down..."

Lin Su smiled faintly: "So Brother He claims to have a profound knowledge and has been taught by a famous teacher, but he doesn't know who your famous teacher is and what level he is in?"

Another person opened the folding fan and flapped it gently: "Brother He and I are fortunate enough to have received the guidance of Li Pingbo, a great scholar in the capital. One of Mr. Li's poems should be among the top in the world, except for the generation of poets from Nanchu. , I’m afraid no one in this world can defeat him, right?”

This person is another Jieyuan, Du Zhou.