I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"Cooperation?" Chen Luo looked at Yan Baichuan with a puzzled expression.

Yan Baichuan stroked Own's long beard, nodded and said, "That's right. Tomorrow will be the Emperor Lin's competition, and I would like to ask Wan Anbo to represent me in Wenchang Pavilion."

"Impossible!" Song Tuizhi said suddenly, "It's inconvenient to expose the fact that my junior brother absorbs the stars and Dafa to gain the righteousness of Confucianism."

Yan Baichuan looked at Song Tuizhi, and said: "A war poem handed down from ancient times, or a defensive war poem evolved from a righteous poem, came out, and the poetry of Confucianism's road to heaven shook. Do you think those who set foot on the long bridge of seeking Don’t Wenzong and even Bansheng have any feeling at all? Back off, this matter cannot be hidden.”

"Since we can't hide it, let's make it public. Let everyone see that Chen Luo is nothing more than absorbing righteousness by means. The disadvantages and restrictions are there, but it can make everyone feel at ease."

"Otherwise, everyone will make random calculations, and there will be big trouble."

Song Tuizhi was silent, and nodded after a while. He admitted that what Yan Baichuan said made sense.

However, when he was beside Chen Luo just now, he didn't feel the vibration of the poem. This Yan Baichuan was in Wenchang Pavilion, so he could come here in the first time.

What the hell is Cultivation Base, old boy? Did he set foot on the long bridge of seeking?

"That... Wen Xiang." Seeing that the fourth senior brother had acquiesced in this matter, Chen Luo asked, "What is Lin Huang Lei?"

"Lin Huang Lei is also called Wen Wu Ping Yi Lei. His Majesty Lin Huang imitated the rules set by the previous court in order to solve the matter about the monster race." Ye Dafu, who has been acting like a good baby since the appearance of Wen Xiang Hastily explained.

"Back then, Emperor Lin ruled the world, and the monster clan surrendered. But after all, the interests of the races are different, and there will still be disputes. Some disputes are like a mess. It is difficult to judge whether the public is right and the woman is right. So Lin Huang set up a fair Discussing, taking the meaning of quelling the discussion."

"The arena is divided into two parts, one is the literary competition, and the other is the martial arts competition. The literary competition can be compared with debates on classics, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and even the scenery of the world; the martial competition is actual combat. Two people, multiple people; restrictions can be added to this.”

"According to the rules of the Linhuang competition, between the human race and the monster race, if one party proposes to open the Linhuang competition, the other party will set the conditions for the competition. One challenge will decide one matter."

"Wen Xiang, is the student's explanation complete?" After Ye Dafu finished speaking, he quickly expressed his gratitude to Yan Baichuan.

Yan Baichuan nodded slightly, looked at Chen Luo, and continued: "Zhou Zhengxiang wanted to take advantage of the dispute over the wood transport in Monster World to involve the luck of the human race and the luck of the monster race, so he wanted to allocate places to the monster race. But he ignored the barbarian race. The primary target of the attack is our human race, and the forty monster races may have changes in the late stage."

"The truth is that twenty are enough for the Yaozu, and at most it can't exceed 10%, which is the number of thirty."

"Therefore, the prime minister refused to give up the quota of Wenchang Pavilion, and he couldn't compete with the prime minister, so there was the matter of Emperor Lin's competition."

"The imperial court has already negotiated with the Yaozu mission, and then we will hold a civil and military double competition, with ten places in each competition."

After listening, Chen Luo finally had a certain understanding of Linhuanglei, and continued to ask: "Wenxiang means that I should be admitted to Wenlei?"

Yan Baichuan smiled and said, "Naturally. Who do you win in a martial arts competition?"

Chen Luo: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

Who do you look down upon, I have already reached thirty-two acupoint(s), do you want to try the Dugu Nine Swords that can issue Sword Qi?

Yan Baichuan paused for a moment, and said: "This time, the person who wrote the question of the Yao clan is Bai Qingqing, the young master of the Qingqiu lineage of the fox clan. Female. Take it back, Princess Dan Luo, do you still have an impression?"

Song Tuizhi sighed: "Beautiful and talented, I naturally remember her. I didn't expect his daughter to go on a mission on behalf of the Yaozu in a blink of an eye."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Luo again: "Princess Danluo chased our elder brother hard back then, but it's a pity that the goddess wanted to support the king but had no dreams, and the relationship ended without a problem. By the way, it's good that you know about it. Second senior sister mentioned it in front of you. Even if you mentioned it, don't say that I told you."

Eight Trigrams is on fire in Chen Luo's heart: There is a story in it!

"Ahem!" Yan Baichuan coughed dryly, and brought the topic back, "According to the news, this Bai Qingqing has the blood of Nine tailed Fox, and she has awakened to read through Talent, dual cultivation. The topic is poetry."

"It's about composing poems, but actually you can write poems and songs. It's the easiest way to fight! But because of its simplicity, there must be many restrictions in it, so composing poems and fighting has always been the most difficult!"

"How many poems have been handed down through the ages are all forced to come out on the Wenchao."

When Yan Baichuan said this, he seemed to have touched something on his mind, and sighed: "Thinking about the past, the poetry flourishes. The poet Li Qinglian, who was drunk, forced the great ape clan demon to take off his boots, and wrote "Yunxiang Clothes" The famous article of Hua Xiangrong'."

"In addition, Xin Jiaxuan swiped his brush 'Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows down, stars are like rain'. For a time, thousands of trees bloomed, and the night in Zhongjing was like day..."

"My Yan Baichuan was born at an untimely time, and I have never seen such a beautiful scenery. In this dynasty, poetry has withered, and in the past hundred years, there are only two people who have become great Confucians with poetry. This is the fault of my Wenchang Pavilion..."

"Bai Qingqing is only Huaxin years old this year. According to the rules, the people we should deal with should not be older than this age. I have been searching the Tianxia Academy for the past two days, looking for a matchmaker, but I didn't expect you to send me such an old man." surprise."

"The poems handed down from ancient times need to be nurtured with awe-inspiring righteousness before they can receive the power of Heavenly Dao."

"Since you have an excuse, you can replace me in Wenchang Pavilion. I can trust your literary talents!"

Chen Luo frowned slightly: This means, you want to prostitute me for nothing?

At this time, Ye Dafu rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Wenxiang, if I, Dage, win, the Wenchang Pavilion must be rewarded a lot, right? Why don't you tell me. You know my , I like to hear these things!"

Wen Xiang glared at Ye Dafu, and said: "This is to serve the country, of course..."

Song Tuizhi suddenly snorted beside him.

"Junior Brother, I just remembered the matter of Princess Dan Luo, so don't talk about it in front of Second Senior Sister!"

In particular, the words "Second Senior Sister" are emphasized.

Yan Baichuan frowned, and said, "Of course there is a reward. If you win the competition, you will be given one of the ten spots."

Song Tuizhi stood up: "Junior brother, there is nothing serious these few days, do you want to accompany me back to Lingzhou?"

"Three! Three places!"

"By the way, she received the silkworm brocade you sent to Second Senior Sister. She likes it very much. She wants to come to the capital to see you."

"Five! No more!"

Song Tuizhi then sat down leisurely, closed his eyes and rested his mind, Ye Dafu's eyes looked straight.

This tm is called bargaining for scholars!

Look left and right and hit the mark!

What's the use of my title as Prince Jing's son, I might as well have a teacher!

Seeing that Song Tuizhi had negotiated the conditions for him, Chen Luo felt at ease.

After all, there are logs in this Monster World!

It is also a good thing to have a few more people to help you grab the wood.

But about this Second Senior Sister, I'm so curious...

...

"Young master, here are the things." The rabbit demon walked into Bai Qingqing's boudoir, followed by four rabbit demons of the same height, each holding a long wooden box, the rabbit holding the wooden box The demon opened the lid of the box, revealing the contents inside.

It turned out to be four rolls of bark, made into scrolls.

"Young master, relying on the four volumes of the Spring and Autumn Holy Pages you found, unless the human race produces another Li Qinglian or Su Poxian, we will definitely win."

The corners of Bai Qingqing's eyebrows were slightly raised, and she smiled slightly. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you sure that Wan Amber didn't read the Talent thoroughly?"

The rabbit demon looked determined: "According to the feedback of all the news, the servant is sure!"

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