I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Everyone looked at the figure who was walking up the high platform, and it was Liu Ruyun who was dressed in white.

After all, Liu Ruyun still bears the name of a great Confucian disciple, so his every move is quite eye-catching.

"Great Confucian disciple, the work you wrote should be much better than mine!"

"What are you expecting? He is a great Confucian disciple from the capital, and the works he writes can easily crush you!"

"It's broken. Doesn't Liu Ruyun, who is the top poet this time, have a great chance to win?"

"That's right, I really don't want that Liu Ruyun to become the first poet!"

"Don't worry, we still have Young Master Bailong. Although he is not from Linjiang County, he is still from Linjiang County. Compared to Liu Ruyun, I hope that Young Master Bailong can win Linjiang County's first poet."

"Yes, I think so too."

Everyone was discussing under the stage, although they didn't want Liu Ruyun to go up, but his literary talents were there, so it was not easy for them to stop them.

And in the match just now, the three major talents in Linjiang County seemed to be a little behind Liu Ruyun, so most of them put their hopes on Chu He.

Chu He had already written the work at this time, but when he looked up, Liu Ruyun went up first, so Chu He decided to wait for a while.

"I have already written a work, sir, please appreciate it." Liu Ruyun respectfully handed over her work.

When Mr. Longxi heard that Liu Ruyun had already written the work, he put down the work of a Confucian scholar in his hand and took Liu Ruyun's work first.

In Mr. Longxi's opinion, although the works written by these Confucian scholars are quite eye-catching, in terms of quality, they are still inferior to Liu Ruyun and other literary geniuses.

Only the works written by Liu Ruyun and those literary geniuses can arouse his interest.

As a great Confucian, Mr. Longxi's perception is still very sensitive, and he doesn't know if it's his own illusion. He always feels that when Liu Ruyun hands over the work to him again, it seems a little unnatural.

However, Mr. Longxi was not so entangled, he spread out Liu Ruyun's works, and began to appreciate them carefully.

"Linjiang has a lot of cool air, so I came here at night.

Seeing Songzhu in the shadow of the stream, I feel sorry for the smoke and light. "

Mr. Longxi carefully read the poem, and his eyes couldn't help showing admiration.

"Haha! Not bad, not bad! As expected of Wang Jianghe's disciple, even the poems he wrote have the same style as him! Unfortunately, there are still some small flaws in it. It would be better if they can be corrected!" You can see It can be concluded that Mr. Longxi still appreciates Liu Ruyun's works.

Liu Ruyun lowered her head and listened to Mr. Longxi's evaluation. When she heard Mr. Longxi's good praise, a trace of excitement flashed in her eyes. I trembled unconsciously.

"Huh? Kid Liu, what's wrong with you?" Mr. Longxi looked at Liu Ruyun suspiciously.

"Mr. Hui, the students couldn't help being excited because they heard Mr. Longxi's approval!" Liu Ruyun said quickly.

"Hmm!" Mr. Long Xi didn't doubt him, nodded and went to look at other works, but he didn't notice that there was already a layer of cold sweat under Liu Ruyun's robe.

That's right, Liu Ruyun's works were not written by him at all!

Before coming to Jiang, Liu Ruyun asked Wang Jianghe for leave because of family affairs, but because Wang Jianghe went out to visit friends, Liu Ruyun couldn't find him for a while.

But when passing by the study room, he found a lot of manuscript paper that Wang Jianghe had thrown away.

In this pile of manuscripts, Liu Ruyun discovered this poem. Although it was just a bunch of failed works to Wang Jianghe, to Liu Ruyun, it was a bunch of treasures that no one wanted.

Liu Ruyun collected these manuscript papers like a treasure, maybe he could use them in the future, but as he expected, in a small Linjiang County, he was forced to use this "hole card".

However, Liu Ruyun didn't copy it completely, but changed the place name in the poem to Linjiang, so as to use it as his own work.

And Mr. Longxi has never seen this poem. After all, the failed works of these great Confucians will not be shown to others.

This allowed Liu Ruyun to take advantage of this loophole.

"Fortunately, fortunately, Mr. Longxi didn't find anything!" Liu Ruyun breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly wiped the cold sweat from her brow.

"Hmph! Bailong, let me see what you are fighting against me this time! This is created by the teacher himself. Although it is only a failure, it is like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer when dealing with a Confucian scholar like you who is not even a gifted scholar! " Liu Ruyun looked in Chu He's direction and thought to himself.

Although Chu He once caused the phenomenon of Wen Dao, Liu Ruyun firmly believed that the phenomenon of Wen Dao was not a Chinese cabbage, which could be caused casually, and he did not believe that Chu He could cause the phenomenon of Wen Dao again.

If Chu He's works can't arouse literary visions, then no matter how good he is, he can only be on par with himself.

Liu Ruyun's works are entwined with traces of Wen Dao's spirit, which is his confidence.

It is not possible for ordinary Confucian scholars to make their works attract the spirit of literary and morality.

Liu Ruyun walked back to her seat confidently.

"Oh! That Liu Ruyun is so arrogant! Brother Bai, you have to suppress him in Linjiang for us soon!" Wang Fugui, who had nothing to do, happened to see Liu Ruyun walking down with easy steps, and he didn't have a good impression of Liu Ruyun in the first place. He turned his head and instructed Chu He.

Chu He couldn't laugh or cry, picked up the work that had been written on the table and walked to the high stage.

Mr. Longxi, who had been paying attention to Chu He on the high platform, also became energetic.

He put down the works of Tao Wenjie and the three of them. In his opinion, the works of these three people are actually better than the works of Confucian scholars, and there is a gap compared with Liu Ruyun's works.

Therefore, all his expectations now are placed on Chu He.

Mr. Longxi was very curious about how much surprise this little guy named Bailong could bring him.

Being able to pick up the pair he played before and triggering the Wen Dao vision was enough to amaze him. I hope this time, he can be even more brilliant.

Chu He walked up to the high platform step by step with his work, and in the courtyard, everyone's eyes followed him, until they came to Mr. Longxi.

"I don't know how to write a poem today, and I invite you to taste it!"