Meng Chen was in a dilemma, on one side is the silver scale fish, and on the other side is the persuasion of poetry, how to choose?

Seeing Jun Immortal holding the orange seat and gradually moving away, Meng Chen finally sighed and said, "A poem, a silver-scaled fish!"

How does it feel like haggling for clothes......

Jun Immortal paused, looked back at Meng Chen, and sighed: "Dean, two silver-scaled fish are really indispensable, one for me to replenish my body, and the other for Xiao Tang's brain, Xiao Ha can only look at it and drool, or you can give me three." ”

"Okay, okay, two is two!"

Meng Chen hurriedly agreed, otherwise the three might not work later.

As soon as he heard that Meng Chen had given the fish, the orange seat who was dozing off suddenly raised his head, and suddenly he was completely sleepy!

"You read, I'll pick up the pen. ”

Meng Chen ignored the fat cat's eyes, spread out a piece of paper, took out the golden pen, and rubbed his hands, with some expectation on his face.

Jun's immortal poems will inevitably shake the world, and he will write this heirloom poem, perhaps he will be able to get a little luck, so as to improve his writing.

"Yo, Dean, looking at your posture, it seems that you are planning to write an inscription?"

At this time, Zou Shoufu walked over, smiling, his figure flickering, and immediately appeared in the gazebo.

Meng Chen's heart moved, why did this old guy come over too?

Then, Meng Chen's face did not change, and said with a smile: "Seeing that the garden is full of spring, I just intend to practice calligraphy and calligraphy, how can Shoufu have time to come to me?"

"Come to Jun Immortal. ”

Zou Shoufu replied and said: "Then let's read your calligraphy first, I haven't seen your inscription for a long time, if you can write a word that contains the emperor's meaning, this trip will really not be in vain." ”

The old immortal deliberately came over to rub his talents!

If you don't come sooner or later, you won't come until you are immortal and want to compose a poem!

The old man sacrificed two silver-scaled fish for this poem!

Even if Shousuke is here today, he doesn't want to take away a wisp!

The expression on Meng Chen's face remained unchanged, but he complained frantically in his heart.

This cabinet chief assistant is not busy with state affairs on weekdays, assisting His Majesty, but he ran to his side to walk around, and when he turns around, he must let people impeach and impeach this old thing, so as not to run into the old man's academy all day long......

After thinking about it, Meng Chen looked at Jun Immortal, and after seeing him look at the courtyard, his face suddenly became solemn.

Poetry, coming!

"The lights of the third watch and the fifth watch of the chicken are when the boy is studying. ”

Jun Immortal's voice was loud, as if it had spread throughout Yanjing, making the people who had just survived the cold winter gradually wake up.

In the sky, the golden sun hung high, emitting endless light and enveloping Yanjing.

In the streets and alleys, many students and literati felt that something was wrong, looked up at the sky, and suddenly found that the talent and qi gathered into clouds, and the qi penetrated the sky, and a huge stone gate of Wendao stood in the clouds.

"Another shocking article is on the scene?"

"Jun is immortal!

"The direction of talent falls on Ziyang Academy, or Dean Meng may make a hand-me-down poem. ”

“......”

When they saw Caiyun Sky and Wendao Stone Gate, everyone immediately thought of Jun Immortal.

Then some people were not very convinced, thinking that this was the work of Dean Meng Chen.

Meng Chen's eyes were hot, and he quickly picked up the pen to write down the poems, and the pen walked away from the dragon and snake!

"The black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late. ”

When the words fell, a flash of holy light also appeared on Jun Immortal's body, soaring into the sky, and a phantom figure stood in the cloud stone gate, tall and majestic, like a saint descending.

This wave of special effects...... That's a perfect score!

Jun Immortal looked at the golden Ziyang Academy, took a step curiously, and saw that Yanjing was full of golden light, and his heart was full of admiration.

"Good poetry, good poetry, good poetry!"

"It's a good sentence, the black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late!"

After Meng Chen finished writing this poem, he signed the letter: In the early spring, in the early spring, Xiaoyao Hou wrote poems and persuaded students in Ziyang Academy.

Next to him, Lord Shoufu finally came back to his senses and shouted, "Write me up, write me up!"

He also has to rub his talents!

He's a reader, too!

Meng Chen didn't bother to pay attention to him, this was what he got at the price of two silver-scaled fish, how could it be that you, an old horseman, could you rub it if you wanted?

The heavenly talent fell in the Ziyang Academy, forming a mist.

Meng Chen even posted this poem on the list to exhort the young man to cherish his years, study diligently, and make a difference.

Many of the returning students were ashamed when they saw this psalm.

"Xiaoyao Hou is really a great Confucian, every poem is enough to praise future generations. ”

"He is the son of luck, the first realm gathers talent, and the second realm opens the holy vein, how can he be compared to ordinary people. ”

"Let's study diligently and strive to see his back as soon as possible. ”

"Fortunately, this person still stayed in Yanguo and did not go to Yasukuni. ”

Recently, I heard that our Dayan and Yasukuni armistice were armistice, and it seems that they are planning to join forces to attack Shikoku. ”

"Tell me about it!"

“......”

Jun Immortal heard many people whispering, his face was modest, and his expression was calm, as if this was not something to be boasted about.

But Zou Wei found that when many people were praising Jun Immortal, the holy vein aura in Jun Immortal's body was quietly circulating, and he gradually began to forge his body.

Zou Wei was surprised: "You're going to break through the realm?"

"Not yet. ”

Jun Immortal shook his head and said, "How can it be so fast, the last time I broke through the realm was still in the cold winter, and now it's only early spring, if you want to break through the realm, I'm afraid it will have to wait until the end of summer." ”

"You seem to be quite unhappy?" the corners of Zou Wei's mouth twitched slightly.

The cultivation methods are all different from ordinary people, what is there to sigh about!

"What's the matter with me?"

Jun Immortal didn't have anything to do with Lord Shoufu, Zou Wei came to him, there must be something to ask for.

"The Confucian scholars of Hengguo and Qianguo have come to Guozijian, and now it is the poetry conference, and I hope you can pass the sacrifice. Zou Wei said.

"Hmm. ”

Jun Immortal just responded, then walked to the side of the aura fish pond, beckoned slightly, and the two silver-scaled fish fluttered and fell into the fish basket.

Orange Seat was full of joy, crawled to the side of the fish basket, and reached inside to tease the meat paws, laughing happily.

When Meng Chen saw this sad scene, his face was stunned, and he sighed deeply.

Finally, I waded through mountains and rivers to move a pool and came back, and I went to the Tailing Holy Land to ask for nine silver-scaled fish, and now there are only four left......

............

After leaving Ziyang Academy, Jun Immortal and Zou Wei got into the carriage, sacrificed the Holy Ding, put two silver-scaled fish into it, and began to bake.

Orange shrunk the saint a little, then lay down to the side and watched, licking his nose and mouth from time to time.

"How many defeats?"

Jun Immortal glanced at Zou Wei and asked with a smile.

He originally planned to go to the most famous Qianxianglou in Yanjing for lunch at noon, and by the way, he took the two silver-scaled fish for processing.

But after seeing Zou Wei, he knew that he couldn't eat lunch, so he could only barbecue on the way.

Zou Wei was a little ashamed, and said: "Hengguo is ruled by Emperor Wen, after seven games, Hengguo has won all, and I am ...... Yan"

Even if the latter words were not spoken, Jun Immortal knew that the Yan Kingdom was completely defeated and had no victory.

Hengguo is a prosperous empire, different from the Yan State and Yasukuni, the two empires that are at war all the year round, there are the most poems born there, and many great Confucians gather, making Hengguo prosperous and prosperous.