I Become A Saint By Studying

"The poem on the plaque? It's actually the poem on the plaque..."

Li Wenbo stopped in his tracks when he heard the words of those bachelors, and his expression became tangled, "If I read the poem on the inscription plaque, the food will be cold, which will leave a bad impression on Lin Yi, but... "

"If I miss the poem on the plaque, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

Li Wenbo gritted his teeth and ran towards the main hall of the academy with the food box in hand.

He doesn't want to regret it for the rest of his life!

...

The main hall of the academy is grand and magnificent, illuminated by candlelight.

Countless mathematicians gathered here, staring at the plaque above the main hall with scorching eyes, breathing rapidly.

They know that the poem on the plaque is on the plaque.

It is a great opportunity for them to enjoy the poetry and prose of Mingzhou talented people all the time.

From then on, Pingzhou Academy can truly be as famous as Junji Academy and Qingping Academy.

Unfortunately, the poem on the inscription plaque was covered by a red cloth.

I don't know what kind of poem it is that can become a poem on the plaque.

They waited anxiously.

nervous.

expect.

Excited.

All kinds of emotions are mixed, and I am so anxious that I can't wait to rush to tear the red cloth and see the true face of poetry.

"Dean, when can it be unveiled?"

"The disciple can't wait any longer, and is eager to see the authenticity of the poem written on the inscription plaque!"

Some bachelors were really uncomfortable, so they took the initiative to ask.

"Ha ha!"

Zheng Zhiqiu stroked his beard and smiled lightly, "The hanging hall of poems on the inscription plaque is of great significance. When the time comes, it will be unveiled. Everyone, stay calm!"

In fact, he was also very excited.

This is a very meaningful event for Pingzhou Academy, enough to be included in the history of the academy.

"If the founding master is still alive, he will feel relieved..."

Zheng Zhiqiu suddenly thought of this in his heart, tears filled his eyes.

once Upon a time.

Pingzhou Academy also has some prestige in Jinzhou, but from now on, Pingzhou Academy will be as famous as Junji Academy and Qingping Academy, and famous in Nanxiang Prefecture.

All thanks to Lin Yi.

He is the rewriter of the fate of Pingzhou Academy!

"Master is here!"

"Master Chen!"

"Master Li..."

At this moment, the masters of the academy also rushed over after hearing the news, and all the scholars bowed and saluted.

Even the wife rushed over.

The unveiling is definitely coming soon!

"Quick...quick!"

"The time is coming, it really tickles me to death!"

The atmosphere in the main hall rose in an instant, and all the scholars counted the minutes and seconds, staring up at the plaque covered by the red cloth.

"It's time!"

Soon, Zheng Zhiqiu counted and made a solemn announcement.

At the same time, the two talents shot towards the knot on the plaque.

Crash!

The red cloth slipped from the plaque.

The surroundings were eerily quiet for an instant.

All the scholars and masters stared wide-eyed at the plaque hanging on the main hall.

Don't dare to let out the air.

At the same time, the poems on the plaque finally appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and their eyes were fixed on the poem on the plaque.

Wisps of pure talents from heaven and earth came from all directions, gathered around the plaque, and filled the air with the fragrance of books.

Everyone instantly felt refreshed, with a transparent sense of comfort all over their bodies.

"Sure enough! I knew..."

Master Chen smiled slightly.

This poem on the inscription plaque is exactly the poem written in three steps when Lin Yi confronted He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy.

"Thousands of hammers chisel out deep mountains, and the fire burns like nothing."

"I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces, I want to stay innocent in the world."

A master read out this poem.

During the Setsuna, the master was shocked, and the talent in his body was running uncontrollably. He was pleasantly surprised, "Well, just reading this poem, the speed of talent running is more than three times faster than before!"

"What? Is there such a benefit?"

"This is a poem of words and ambitions. Reciting the poem on the inscription plaque can improve one's talent, make the Humanities Palace clear, and greatly increase the speed of talent circulation!"

"It's such a good sentence that you are not afraid of being broken, you must stay innocent in the world... It is precisely this kind of noble sentiment that scholars of my generation must have!"

All the scholars were emotionally excited, and constantly felt the artistic conception in the poems.

They clenched their fists tightly and their faces were flushed, as if they were about to embark on a journey of smashing their bodies to pieces for the sake of innocence.

This is the power of resonance in poetry.

Talents from heaven and earth came together, and the entire main hall of the academy seemed to have a grand formation of talents.

Everyone felt refreshed, as if they were in a holy courtyard that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Zheng Zhiqiu looked at everyone's reactions and performances, stroked his beard and laughed lightly.

There is nothing wrong with his choice.

If he keeps this poem privately, it will be of great benefit to him.

But...the poem used as a plaque has even more extraordinary significance.

"Dean, which senior wrote this poem on the inscription plaque? Is he in Nanxiang Mansion? The disciple recited the poem just now and felt the inspiring power. The disciple wants to kneel three times and kowtow nine times to the senior!"

A bachelor stood up and said, he looked solemn and was greatly touched.

"The disciple also wants to see the true face of the senior..."

"This poem on the inscription will accompany me throughout my study life. The senior is also my teacher, and my disciples should pay tribute to him!"

More and more academy bachelors stood up.

Their eyes were hot, and they wanted to see the true face of the senior.

The spirit contained in this poem planted a seed in their hearts that is not afraid of hardships and sacrifices.

On the road of life, they found one thing... that is the courage to face Death.

at the same time.

These bachelors who stood up were full of green energy, and they exuded an aura that they didn't have before.

For example, before they were among a group of scholars, no one might notice them.

But now... They stand in the crowd casually, and that is the focus.

It has nothing to do with appearance, but a kind of spirit.

"Okay, very good. In this poem, you have begun to understand the courage of writing, and you will have the courage of a real scholar!"

Dean Zheng Zhiqiu saw the clue, his eyes lit up, he looked at the bachelors with relief, and said sternly, "With the courage of writing, you will read and write poems in the future with your own charm. significance!"

"It seems that the dean's choice of the poem on the inscription is very correct!"

Zheng Zhiqiu's body trembled. He never expected that this poem by Lin Yi would actually make the academy's academics realize their literary courage.

But think about it too.

Even He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy, was too shocked to do anything because of this talented poem.

Even at the expense of Zhu Liren, she wanted to please Lin Yi.

Don't you just know the meaning of this poem?

"Literal gall? Are we beginning to comprehend literary gall?"

"Senior brother Wang Chun, it seems that... your temperament has changed, and you have become like a refined master!"

"You too, this must be the benefit of literary courage!"

All the scholars erupted.

They never expected that careful comprehension of this poem on the inscription plaque would bring them such a big change.

Bravery.

The daring of a literati, people often say that a person is very courageous, but in fact they are talking about courage and boldness.

When a person has courage, he will have a spirit of energy, which is admirable.

You don't need to show off deliberately, wherever you go, people can see his extraordinaryness at a glance.

"You want to meet this senior?"

Zheng Zhiqiu looked at the scholars with a smile, stroked his beard and laughed lightly.