Wen Meng patted his head, and when he looked up, he found that Wei Laozheng was looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Zheng Wen took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wei Laodao:

"Teacher, I also came today because I want you to ask for advice, there are two poems on this paper, and the students dare not comment on it, and I want the teacher to help me read it. ”

"Oh?"

Wei Lao glanced at Zheng Wen in surprise, he knew the level of his proud disciple, seeing Zheng Wen's solemn face, he knew that it was not a joke, and even he didn't dare to comment on the poems, presumably the poems on this paper should be very extraordinary, Wei Lao opened the paper with some curiosity.

The first thing that catches your eye is the article "Haiyan".

"On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrel flies proudly like black lightning. ”

Just seeing the first sentence, Wei Lao realized the extraordinaryness of "Haiyan", and his face became a little more solemn, creating a tense and turbulent atmosphere at the beginning.

The petrel cried and flew, like black lightning, through the clouds like arrows, and its wings swept the droplets of the waves. ”

"It has long heard of fatigue in the wrath of thunder, and it is convinced that dark clouds cannot hide the sun, yes, not the sun!"

"The tempest! The storm is coming! This is the brave petrel, flying proudly in the roaring sea, in the midst of the lightning, and this is the prophet of victory crying out: Let the storm come more violently!"

If "Haiyan" made Wei Lao see a picture of a battle to the death against oppression, then the shock that "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" brought to Wei Lao was far more than that.

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. ”

The opening chapter sings high, the pen is extraordinary, summing up most of China's severe winter and snow scenes, and the next few sentences are written in the east and west, north and south, up and down, inside and outside, and the pen is powerful.

And the next piece of the word writes the vast time, Qin Emperor Han Wu, Taizong Gaozu, Mao Dun Shan Yu, objectively and fairly evaluated their short and long, and then naturally launched the infinite pride of "all the past, a few romantic characters, and also look at the present".

After reading the two poems, Wei Lao couldn't help but close his eyes, such good poems, even Wei Lao can't comment lightly.

After a while, Wei Lao opened his eyes, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote a sentence on the paper.

"There is a first-class embrace, a first-class knowledge, and a first-class good poem. Then he handed it to Zheng Wen and was silent

Zheng Wen took it with both hands and gasped, he didn't expect his teacher to give such a high evaluation of these two poems, you must know that with his teacher's status in the cultural circle, countless dignitaries and nobles ask for a ink treasure but can't get it, a word is like this, let alone such a high evaluation.

Even if it's me, the teacher has never commented like this, right?

"Xiao Zheng, I don't know whose masterpiece these two poems are? I really want to discuss with this kind of talent, I am ashamed to say that I am the president of the Poetry Association, and I will never be able to write such good words in my life. ”

Zheng Wen saw that Wei Lao was looking at him expectantly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"I don't know who the author of these two poems is. ”

Wei Lao nodded, a trace of disappointment flashed on his face, Zheng Wen saw this, and hesitated:

"I should be able to find a way to get in touch, though. ”

Boss Wei was overjoyed.

"Xiao Zheng, if you get in touch, be sure to introduce me. ”

"Okay, teacher, in fact, I still have two poems by this person. ”

Wei Lao was stunned when he heard this, there are still two songs?

"Quick, show me. ”

Zheng Wen took out another piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wei Lao.

Wei Lao was like a treasure, and opened it carefully, and he gasped at this sight.

"This, this is anti-poetry, right?"

"When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom, and the incense array will penetrate Chang'an, and the city will be full of golden armor. ”

Wei Lao was fascinated by it, and for literati, when they met a good work, this kind of spiritual pleasure was indescribable.

"Okay, a good one will be at the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance. ”

Wei Lao stood up fiercely, his face was full of red light, and he said excitedly.

Seeing this, Zheng Wen hurriedly stood up and said, "Teacher, you are not in good health, don't get excited yet." ”

Wei Lao slowly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, glanced at Zheng Wen's pocket and said, "Xiao Zheng, is there anything else?"

When Zheng Wen heard this, he was a little embarrassed and said, "It's gone." ”

Hearing this, Wei Lao was a little disappointed, shook his head and said:

"Xiao Zheng, you must find a way to contact this great talent, such a great talent must be pulled into our Poetry Association. ”

Seeing that Zheng Wen was a little stunned, Wei Lao smiled and said a little bitterly: "Don't think I'm too hasty, it's true that in recent years, the imperial literary world has shown a trend of not being able to catch up, not to mention that the empire's cultural exchange conference is about to be held, which is also a last resort." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Wen understood, and he didn't blame Zheng Wen for being surprised.

You know, due to the empire's long-term emphasis on culture, the development to the present, the empire has a perfect hierarchy in terms of culture, both the author and the poet have their own ratings, a total of ten levels, and a big association like the Poetry Association, all those who can become members are all members of the fifth level or above, and they also need to have a certain reputation, although judging from these poems, the author who wrote these poems is undoubtedly a ghost, but Zheng Wen knows that the author of these poems is a pure newcomer who writes online articles, and he is a little bad in terms of fame, I am afraid that when the time comes, it will damage Wei Lao's reputation if he does not get the recognition of the people when he enters the Poetry Association。

Now after listening to Wei Lao's considerations, and thinking of the fact that in recent years, the empire has been at a disadvantage in the cultural exchange conference, and the Western countries led by the rice country are even counted, even some of the subordinate countries of the empire have actually pressed the younger generation of the empire in the cultural exchange conference, which makes the older generation of imperial literati very angry, there is no doubt that Wei Lao is the representative of the older generation of literati, thinking of this, Zheng Wen had no choice but to keep silent.

Wei Lao saw that Zheng Wen understood what he meant, and he was quite relieved in his heart, as the saying goes, people become good when they are old, although Wei Lao has made proud achievements in academics, but Confucianism has always paid attention to self-cultivation and Qi family governance and leveling the world, Wei Lao is not a corrupt Confucian, he still has to be flexible when he should be flexible, and resting on his laurels is just the way to bring about his own destruction, at this moment, seeing Zheng Wen want to understand, he didn't say much, as if he thought of something, and the topic changed:

"Xiao Zheng, I heard that for a while, the National Youth Literature Creation Contest invited you to be a judge?"

Seeing Zheng Wen nodding, Wei Lao said solemnly:

"In recent years, I have also heard about the Youth Literary Creation Competition, some people have completely lost the arrogance of literati, I don't care about these people, but you are my disciple, you must be fair and fair to be a judge this time, the young generation of the empire cannot be ruined!"

When Zheng Wen heard this, his face was solemn and said:

"Don't worry, teacher, the disciple won't let you down. ”

Wei Lao nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't talk about this, come, eat first, let's have two drinks." ”

When Zheng Wen came out of Wei's hometown, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and when he got home, Zheng Wen turned on the computer, logged in to the poison bar forum, and sent a reply.

"There is a first-class embrace, a first-class knowledge, and a first-class good poem - Wei Shu. ”

Zheng Wen has always been very famous in the poison bar forum, and many netizens have paid attention to Zheng Wen.

"It is worthy of being a thief, and even the doctor boasts that a thief has a first-class embrace and first-class knowledge, so that he can write first-class good poems. ”

"Look at it clearly upstairs, this is Wei Shuwei's big comment. ”

"Little brother newcomer, please ask all experienced gentlemen to solve my doubts, who is Wei Shu?"

"Upstairs, you're here to be funny, right? Wei Shuwei doesn't know him, the honorary president of Yenching University in the imperial capital, and he keeps a formation downstairs. ”

"Taishan Beidou in the literary world. ”

"Former president of the Imperial Writers' Association. ”

He is currently the president of the Imperial Poetry Society. ”

"Winner of the Empire's highest award for literary achievement. ”

"I'm going, so fierce, the thief is also fierce, and these cattle people are full of praise for the thief's poetry. ”

As soon as Wei Lao's comments came out, several of Ye Chen's poems suddenly became famous, but this time it was not on the Internet, but also in the imperial literary circle.

Origin Chinese Network.

Ye Chen refreshed the webpage again, and finally saw that his "Covering the Sky" once again topped the new book list, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and a smile appeared on his mouth.

What makes Ye Chen even happier is that with this shareholder style and its own quality, "Tomb of the Gods" has also appeared on the new book list, and is now ranked fourth.

Ye Chen opened his book review area again, looked at the opinions of book friends in the book review area, picked out a few meaningful book review replies, and prepared to continue the codeword.

At this moment, Ye Chen found that his penguin was beating, and it was sent by a stranger with the ID "Dr. Tea" in his "Covering the Sky" book friend group, since he was a book friend, Ye Chen clicked on the message.

"Excuse me, are you the author of "Covering the Sky"?"

"I am. ”

"Hello, I am Zheng Wen, professor of the Chinese Department of Yenching University, I have something I want to discuss with you, I wonder if you can give me your contact information?"

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that he had met a liar, but this liar was really stupid, he actually said that he was a professor at Yenching University in the imperial capital, Ye Chen felt a little funny, a professor at Yenching University would be idle enough to read his own online articles?

Yanjing.

Zheng Wen looked at the computer screen and was a little stunned, he tried his best to ask the administrator of the poison bar forum to get Ye Chen's contact information, why did he suddenly ignore himself, and he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time.

"Presumably he was too busy," Zheng Wen comforted himself, and faintly felt that something was wrong, so he had to turn off the computer and prepare to rest.

Ye Chen didn't know what kind of opportunity he had missed, the code code was three o'clock in the morning, and he finished uploading today's chapters, and even the manuscript recommended for breaking out tomorrow was also prepared and set up to be released on a regular basis, remembering that he was going to participate in the competition tomorrow, Ye Chen went to bed to rest, recuperating and preparing for tomorrow's game.