I Become A Saint By Studying

"Miss Ningxiang is not only beautiful, but also has a beautiful voice. The music and lyrics blend together, which is a match made in heaven."

"Lin Jieyuan has the talent of champion."

"well!"

At this moment, all the literati stood up and applauded for Miss Ningxiang and Lin Yi.

Those qin masters holding the qin and preparing to try it all opened their mouths slightly, and their expressions were still in shock.

Why can it sound so good?

How can the meaning of the words and the meaning of the song fit so well?

"Why does Lin Jieyuan understand Miss Ningxiang's song? Is there some ulterior secret between them?"

Some scholars of the Holy Academy raised such a question.

Li Xiyang, the holy son with a gloomy face, said with a leisurely smile after hearing this sentence, "Because they planned this long ago."

"The lyrics have been written a long time ago, but it's just to create the effect of being talented and beautiful."

"Otherwise, when the lyrics and music come out, how can there be no talent fluctuations in the world?"

Li Xiyang made a judgment based on the fluctuation of talent in the world.

Many scholars of the Holy Academy echoed and agreed with Li Shengzi's judgment, and everyone whispered to each other at the banquet.

Pointing at Miss Ningxiang.

But the bachelor who knew the way of the piano shook his head again and again, feeling rather desolate.

Miss Ningxiang looked at Li Xiyang, wiped away her tears, and said, "It seems that Li Shengzi doesn't know the way of the qin. The birth of Wen Dao Tianyin was the first qin sound imprinted by the world, so how talented the lyrics are? You have to watch... our luthier's radio!"

She placed the slender fingers of her right hand on the guzheng, looked at Li Xiyang without timidity, and flicked her fingers.

Boom~

The dull sound of the piano sounded like Wen Dao Tianyin, resounding through the entire Yueyang Tower.

Immediately afterwards.

The guzheng that carried the lyrics of this song suddenly burst into bright light, which made people unable to open their eyes.

The vigorous energy of heaven and earth surged, quickly filling the entire Yueyang Tower.

The talent produced by this kind of temperament, after the washing of the piano sound, does not require cultivator insight.

It is just like enlightenment, how much talent you can absorb as much as you understand the sound of the piano.

Those literati bachelors who were moved by Ningxiang's songs, and qin masters benefited the most, and countless talents were poured into their literary palace.

Even those oiran ladies who came from ordinary people also benefited.

The bachelors of the Holy Academy didn't get any benefits, because they didn't understand and didn't want to understand.

However, Fu Yuheng, Zhong Zizheng, Fang Qingxue and others have benefited.

This moment.

Those literati who benefited stood up and bowed to Miss Ningxiang to express their gratitude and admiration.

Miss Ningxiang bowed to return the salute, she looked at Lin Yi's leaving Xiangxiang, and said loudly, "I haven't asked the son's name yet..."

"Chi Ling!"

Lin Yi's voice sounded from the crowd, but Miss Ningxiang couldn't find out where he was.

A faint sense of melancholy and frustration came to mind.

The sixth prince, Lin Cong, murmured in a low voice, "This guy... is really self-willed. I thought he was good at poetry, but he is as good as Miss Ningxiang if he doesn't have music and lyrics?"

"This prince appreciates him a little bit!"

But at this moment.

"Ah!"

In Yueyang Tower, there was a sneer, "It's really ugly, who chose the name?"

It was Li Wenbo wearing a white Confucian shirt.

Many people looked at Li Wenbo with doubts on their faces. Who is this person?

She looks mediocre, and she's not a talented person, so what's the point of this hype?

Fang Qingxue frowned slightly.

Zhong Zizheng and Fu Yuheng, two old acquaintances, were also taken aback for a moment, isn't this Lin Yi's book boy?

Zhao Tai couldn't help but drew his knife and chopped this guy down.

Don't you know that is His Royal Highness the First Prince?

How did this Shutong road get farther and farther?

"..."

Lin Yi fell silent, good guy... Is this the beginning of the show? But don't say "Chi Ling" is ugly!

Because Li Wenbo was too ordinary, he was quickly suppressed.

But Li Wenbo's words successfully attracted the attention of the holy son Li Xiyang.

Li Xiyang turned his head and said a few words to a bachelor of the Holy Academy beside him, who nodded...

"Is there a piano expert to offer music?"

Miss Ningxiang adjusted her mood and looked at the literati present.

But his words scared many piano masters. These piano masters who were eager to try have tightened their piano bags...

"When I heard Miss Ningxiang's song today, I realized that I have little knowledge, so I stopped making a fool of myself."

"I've heard about Miss Ningxiang's name for a long time, but seeing her today, her reputation is well-deserved."

Those qin masters smiled, and did not choose to go up to make a fool of themselves.

Unless they can surpass Miss Ningxiang and become famous in one fell swoop, they will really show their shame... They are self-aware.

"This song was written by Lin Jieyuan, a young girl from the church. He is the one who lives up to his reputation. The song "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is well-known in the world, and now there is a Chi Ling, who is even more talented!"

Miss Ningxiang knew that Lin Yi's words were good, and even she was surprised by Deva's changes.

She believed that Lin Yi definitely didn't understand the temperament, but said so on purpose.

The literati and bachelors nodded one after another.

The subsequent chess, calligraphy and painting project also went through a formality very quickly. After all, it is art, and it can be regarded as a fun project for the literary society.

Their home field is the battlefield.

Poetry and articles with strong and weak talents are the finale of the literary society, and they are also the items that everyone is looking forward to.

"As the saying goes, there is no first place in Taoism and writing, and there is no second place in art. Today's literary meeting, everyone must be the same as the little girl, wanting to see who is the number one in the literary meeting, and the number one in the capital."

Miss Ningxiang has Chi Ling in charge of the field, and the rhythm of the entire literary society seems to be under her control.

After the words fell, the literati, bachelors and officials who were a little drowsy suddenly regained their spirits.

"Everyone knows that Wen Daochang looks at poetry, and poetry is the king of Wen Dao!"

Ningxiang girl wearing a veil became more calm and said, "A good poem can awaken our innermost emotions."

"The beautiful poems can make people feel empathy. The "Golden Clothes" and "Wangyue Pavilion Sending Fu Xuezheng Out of Nanxiang" circulated in the capital, Mingzhou Guanfu, so talented, people marvel at the charm of poetry."

"Now, let us approach the world of poetry."

Miss Ningxiang then looked at Yueyang Tower, with a smile in her eyes, and continued, "The venue of this literary meeting is Prince Teng. We are fortunate to see this ingenious and famous building in the capital, so... today's literary meeting will take Yueyang Tower as the theme." .”

"A poem with amazing talents is not decades of hard work, but a feeling and moving of the soul that was blessed to stand here at that time."

"I look forward to the excellent works handed down to the world, and the Dayan Wendao will add another good story!"

After Miss Ningxiang's voice fell, inside and outside the Yueyang Tower, the faces of the bachelors of letters who had prepared poems and were eager to try all of them suddenly turned dark.

"Yueyang Tower? Why should there be a theme?"

"Who asked for this?"

"We prepared for nothing together?"

They thought that there would be no theme for this literary fair, and that a hundred flowers would bloom. They even spent a lot of money to buy talented poems from great Confucians in response to this literary fair.

Now you don't even have the chance to show yourself in front of others?

in the corner.

King Teng looked at Lin Yunhong with a smile, and said, "Your Majesty, I think this kind of poetry will be fair, and it will show your true skills!"

Lin Yunhong couldn't easily expose King Teng, and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, but you're right, this essay meeting should be performed on the spot to test the talents of these scholars!"

King Teng smiled dryly.

...

'Is the theme of this essay meeting is to give away sub-questions? '

Lin Yi in the crowd was stunned for a moment, he knew that once this theme came out, many people would be caught off guard.

But only in this way can we screen out the real talent Tianjiao.