I Become A Saint By Studying

"What? The test question is... King Teng?"

Outside the Tengwang Pavilion.

After Teng Wang Lin Yunying learned of the test questions of the township examination, her whole body became stiff as if struck by lightning.

hum!

My brain was buzzing even more at this moment, and I couldn't believe it.

It's actually... King Teng!

Isn't this giving him a chance to live forever?

"As long as someone's answer sheet is amazing enough, praise this king, praise this king, this king will really be famous forever, and his name will last forever!"

Teng Wang Lin Yunying felt that she was about to faint from happiness, and he must write a letter to His Majesty.

Praise to His Majesty's Imperial Academy, this exam question...is really great!

"Congratulations, King Xian!"

"Writing about King Teng in the Pavilion of King Teng is really a wonderful thing. In addition, this provincial examination is invigilated by several big figures. It can be seen that there are some unborn talents among the candidates. Live forever!"

Many scholars sighed again and again, and the flattery was extremely loud.

Teng Wang Lin Yunying moved her ears slightly, looked at the scholar who flattered her, and said, "What's your name?"

The scholar hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Student Zhu Zhiyun, one of the eight great talents in the capital... I have met the prince!"

"Are you interested in going to King Teng's mansion to become the king's staff?" Teng Wang Lin Yunying said.

Plop!

Zhu Zhiyun quickly fell to the ground and said excitedly, "Students are willing to serve by the prince's side and saddle for the prince!"

Teng Wang Lin Yunying helped Zhu Zhiyun up and treated him as a corporal, which shocked many scholars deeply.

"This king doesn't care about reputation. If there are scholars who have written articles handed down in this township examination, this king will be satisfied..."

Teng Wang Lin Yunying said with emotion.

yes!

As long as there is an article handed down from generation to generation, his name as a virtuous king will be famous all over the world!

...

Tengwang Pavilion faces the riverside outside.

Lin Yi wrote the answers carefully with each stroke. After all, the talent of the article is high or low, and fonts also account for a large proportion.

Reading without practicing handwriting is as meaningless as eating without a bowl.

A good handwriting can make the article sublime.

And the handwriting is like a person, and a person who can write good handwriting has a high probability of being talented and elegant.

"The time is September, and the order is in the third autumn. The water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, and the smoke is condensed and the mountains are purple."

Lin Yi knows exactly what fits and what doesn't.

"Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", as an eternal parallel essay, has amazed countless eras. For thousands of years, how many people have been overwhelmed by it, making people look up at the mountains.

Lin Yi was also deeply shocked by this parallel essay, and he memorized it by heart.

Now that he was able to write this parallel essay in the rural examination, he was also very excited.

It's the kind... wishing to share the literary treasures belonging to his world with people in this world.

We never lose.

Lin Yi was in a turbulent mood, he looked up at the scenery of the mountains and rivers from time to time, the big boat sailed on the river, his heart was bold, and he wrote like a god.

"The mountains are towering and emerald, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilion flows down, and there is no land below. Cranes, ducks, and Zhuzhu, the lingering back of poor islands; Guidian Langong, that is, the shape of hills and mountains."

"Lvyan rushes to the ground, the home of Zhongming Dingshi; Gejian Mijin, the home of the green bird Yellow Dragon. The cloud sells the rain, and the colorful area is bright."

Lin Yi took a deep breath, a strange light bloomed in his eyes, and Wenxin Wengong trembled, "The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky..."

"Splendy sounds and cool breezes, slender songs are condensed but white clouds are suppressed."

"The sky is high and the earth is far away, and the universe is endless; when happiness is exhausted and sorrow comes, there are countless emptiness."

"The terrain is extreme and Nanming is deep, Tianzhu is high and Beichen is far away."

"Guanshan is difficult to cross, who will be sad for those who lost their way?"

"Old and strong, would you rather move the heart of the white head? Poor and strong, the ambition not to fall into the blue sky."

Lin Yi is getting better, and when he closes his eyes, he seems to have traveled back to the ancient times of his previous life, incarnated as Wang Bo, and scribbled a pen at the banquet held by Governor Yan Boyu after the Tengwang Pavilion was rebuilt.

This ancient parallel essay "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" was written.

"The high pavilion of King Teng is facing the Zhujiang River, and Peiyu sings Luan to stop singing and dancing."

"The painted buildings fly towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls in the rain in the western mountains at dusk."

"The shadows of the leisurely clouds and lakes are long, and things change and stars move a few degrees in autumn."

"Where is the son of the emperor in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River outside the threshold..."

Click!

Lin Yi was about to finish writing the last three words, but suddenly, the desk in front of him could no longer bear the weight of the answer sheet, and shocking cracks appeared directly.

rumbling~

At the same time, auspicious clouds of talents gathered in the sky above Tengwang Pavilion, and Wen Lei roared in the auspicious clouds.

The sky is condensed with faint clouds and smoke, and the mountains in the evening mist are purple.

On the surface of the river outside Tengyun Pavilion, only auspicious clouds are reflected in the water, shining brilliantly.

Wow!

This sudden vision shocked tens of thousands of people inside and outside Tengyun Pavilion.

"What happened?"

"Brilliant and prosperous, whose poem is this?"

"In the literary examination, talent cannot be used. Whose article can have such a terrifying talent, and can resonate with the talent of the world. This is an article handed down from generation to generation, article handed down from generation to generation!"

Many scholars in Tengyun Pavilion looked down, each of them was terrified and shocked.

They are dull.

They couldn't believe their own eyes.

"My lord, the name of King Teng is destined to last forever and be praised by people for thousands of years. Such visions are enough to be recorded in the annals of history. Congratulations, lord, congratulations, lord!"

Zhu Zhiyun saw this gradually rising vision, and hurriedly congratulated Teng Wang Lin Yunying.

However.

King Teng was stunned.

His body was stiffer than before, his whole body was tense, and his toes were almost digging through the soles of his shoes.

He heard what Zhu Zhiyun said.

But why doesn't he know what this means?

He, Teng Wang Lin Yunying, is not only famous all over the world, he is absolutely unprecedented!

"Who, who wrote this poem, my king... I want to host a banquet for him, I want... I want to..."

Lin Yunying was short of breath, and her brain was almost blank, so that she didn't know what to do in order to be worthy of the candidates who wrote such essays.

Why don't you just ask His Majesty for instructions...to consider him as a adopted son?

"This king must recognize him as his adopted son!"

Teng Wang Lin Yunying said loudly.

All the scholars fell silent, they were not jealous, because...the other party was fully qualified!

What kind of licking is it that can flatter King Teng and blow out such a big vision?

...

In the Tengwang Pavilion.

The invigilator Zhong Zizheng, Fu Yuheng, Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai, including Li Mo Bai and Liu Yangming, sensed the vision of heaven and earth, and rushed out of the attic in unison.

They soared into the air, looking up at the vision around them.

Auspicious talent.

Wen Lei moved.

Their Wenxin and Wengong trembled slightly at this moment, and their eyes fell on Lin Yi in unison.

But what surprised them was that Lin Yi's answer sheet was mediocre, and there was no abnormality.

On the contrary, the answer sheets of many candidates around, under the blessing of the vision of heaven and earth, each one of them can be seen vividly on the paper.

Showed great talent.

"This is not a vision that poetry can bring, it is an article...at least it is an article handed down from Mingfu!"

The voice of Fu Yuheng, the dean of the supervisory academy, became hoarse.

Mingfu!

Although it is not enough to become a sub-sage, if it is completely insightful, it is enough to spy on the realm of great Confucianism.

And for great Confucians, it also helps them go a step further.

So not only Fu Yuheng was tempted with Liu Yangming and Zhao Tai, but even Zhong Zizheng, Li Mo Bai and Yan Shuangwu, three great scholars, also became short of breath.

But now, this article has not yet fully formed, and there is no real Mingfu.

Once Ming Mansion, the entire Huatian Mansion will be shrouded in clouds of talent and auspiciousness, which will not disperse for several days.

The scene of auspiciousness descended from heaven, God bless Dayan!

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