I Become A Saint By Studying

"what happened?"

The dean Zheng Zhiqiu, Chen Jinbei and other masters quickly surrounded them.

"Wen Zhong..."

puff!

As soon as Master Zhang Miaoyun opened his mouth, he spit out a big mouthful of blood, and soon his ears were bleeding, and his face turned pale, "Wen Zhong... exploded!"

"Wen Zhong exploded?"

"How could Wen Zhong blow up? This is Wen Bao, which can sense the fluctuations of the talents of heaven and earth in Jinzhou."

"Could it be Lin Yi's poem?"

All the bachelors were stunned at the time, especially when a female bachelor's point of view came out, the scene fell silent again.

"Wen Zhong is a bit like the seismograph of the previous life. Wherever the talent fluctuates and reaches a certain level, it will make a sound..."

Lin Yi probably knew a little bit too.

He wondered if Wen Zhong was really blown up by his poems, right?

"Hahaha……"

Dean Zheng Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, then he stroked his beard and laughed lightly, "If I'm not mistaken, the explosion of Wen Zhong has something to do with Lin Yi, which is a great thing!"

"Is it related to Lin Yi?"

All the scholars and the masters looked a little unhappy.

puff!

That Zhang Miaoyun vomited blood again, and his whole body was numb.

"The Wenzhong of Pingzhou Academy can only carry limited fluctuations in talent. Lin Yi's two poems today are full of talent, which arouse the talents of heaven and earth, plus the sound of Wen Dao Tianyin. Only when the Wenzhong doesn't burst will there be ghosts!"

Zheng Zhiqiu was in a good mood, looked at Lin Yi with a smile, and said, "Lin Yi, you really impress the dean!"

Lin Yi didn't expect Wen Zhong's explosive pot to be thrown on his head.

But he admitted it!

And now is not the time to discuss Wen Zhong's explosion, his business is not over yet.

Lin Yi looked at Li Wenbo who was slumped on the ground, and said, "How good is my poem?"

"I……"

Li Wenbo's face turned red, he lowered his head, unable to hold back a word.

Talent Mingzhou.

At least he is only six buckets taller.

And the poems he was proud of were only four buckets high, and when he thought of himself and all the scholars mocking Lin Yi, he felt hot on his face.

climb?

This time he has to climb!

"Some high-quality pen and ink can play a certain role in blessing the talent of poetry..."

At this time, a master stood up and said, "Lin Yi's poems are written with Master Chen's pen and ink. Maybe the poem itself cannot reach the level of Mingzhou, but with the blessing of Master Chen's pen and ink, it is so talented. Amazing, after all, this old man has never seen a golden talent!"

"right!"

"That's true, the old man suspected this just now!"

The other masters nodded, thinking that what this master said made sense.

"Shut up!"

Dean Zheng Zhiqiu scolded directly, saying, "As masters, you are so blind, you can't even see the righteousness, is this dean considering replacing you?"

"What... what?"

The wife who questioned Lin Yi was completely stunned.

The other masters were even more shocked, and their livers were about to split.

Hao...Hao Ran is upright?

All the scholars were stunned, shocked again and again, their minds were almost blank now.

Zheng Zhiqiu said, "You should have sensed it before, that kind of righteousness was brought down by Lin Yi in the county government!"

"This, this, this..."

Those masters stepped back, looking at Lin Yi in shock, their lips trembling.

For no reason, a strong regret filled their hearts.

at the same time.

When Lin Yi stared at Li Wenbo and asked how good his poetry was, Chen Jinbei had already walked over with his poem volume in both hands.

He didn't use his talents, so he seemed a little struggling.

It is not empty talk that a scholar has no talent and is useless.

Chen Jinbei took a deep breath, looked at Lin Yi, the dean and the masters of the academy, and said sternly, "You are only six dollars tall, and the paper weighs sixty-nine catties, which is only a tiny bit away from the poem of Guanfu, who is only seven dollars tall... ..."

"what!"

"What? It's only a tiny bit away from Caiqi Penetrating Mansion? No wonder Wen Zhong will burst..."

The masters no longer knew what to say.

Saying anything will only appear pale and powerless, it will appear that they are short-sighted, and they will appear to be ignorant!

"Ah, it's just the slightest difference, it's the slightest difference!"

Dean Zheng Zhiqiu stomped his feet angrily, "If I take a talented poem to the Holy Academy, it will be enough to exchange for more powerful Wen Zhong and Wen Shu!"

Chen Jinbei said unhappily, "The poems of talented Mingzhou... can also be exchanged for a good Wenzhong!"

"Poetry, I want to read poetry!"

Li Wenbo stood up from the ground, looked at Chen Jinbei, and said stubbornly, "I want to know where I lost!"

He still has a little pride in his heart.

Swish!

Swish!

At this time, all the scholars also came back to their senses, and their eyes fell on Chen Jinbei, wanting to know what kind of quatrain poem Lin Yi wrote!

Chen Jinbei looked at Li Wenbo sympathetically, "Are you sure you want to see it?"

"Look!"

Li Wenbo gritted his teeth.

Zheng Zhiqiu knocked Chen Jinbei on the head with a chestnut, and cursed, "If you tell you to read it, just read it, what are you trying to do?"

"hiss!"

Chen Jinbei took a deep breath and said, "Dean, is this how you treat the heroes of the academy?"

"Academy's literature and art, books and calligraphy, you can Insight as you like..." Zheng Zhiqiu said with a blank expression.

"Hahaha, thank you Dean! Then I read it..."

Chen Jinbei was overjoyed, and then moistened his throat, saying loudly

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Edge has never been tried."

"Show the king today, who has any injustice?"

The words on the poem volume, accompanied by Chen Jinbei's recitation, bloomed a bright golden light at this moment.

Everyone didn't dare to vent their anger, and their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

this poem?

Why does it feel like Lin Yi is mocking the entire Academy of Bachelors...

It means that I have a sword that has been sharpened for ten years, and I took it out today, and whoever has an injustice, just stand up.

The problem is... this is the first quatrain poem in Mingzhou. In the entire Pingzhou Academy, which bachelor would dare to stand up now?

No wonder he was so crazy at the beginning, this is Lin Yi's self-confidence and calmness of a scholar from the bottom of his heart!

Afterwards, these golden lights turned into golden italic characters, jumping on the poem scroll.

With the end of Chen Jinbei's recitation, these small golden characters condensed into a golden long sword, which sank directly into the back of the inscription tablet at the foot of the mountain with a 'swoosh' sound.

The poems shining with golden light are inscribed on the stele one by one.

The whole monument shook violently, and even the whole earth was shaking.

This is because the monument is a huge rock that goes deep into the ground and is connected to the top of the academy hill.

The stele does not fall down, but the academy remains!

The inscription was originally the foundation of an academy, but since Pingzhou Academy has no poems on the inscription, the inscription is just a decoration.

Even Zheng Zhiqiu is not qualified to participate in the Holy Court Assembly.

But it's different now.

Pingzhou Academy has a poem on the inscription, there are still two poems now, and the entire academy also has the power to protect the mountain.

In the face of powerful enemies, the poems on the inscriptions on the inscriptions can be transformed into a large formation to protect the mountain.

The more brilliant the poem on the inscription is, the more terrifying the power it can manifest!