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The inner sanctum was dim, and in the center was a long wooden table, on which were placed eight extinguished bronze lamps.

Behind the wooden table, Dr. Guanglu sat here, slightly closed his eyes, and sat there quietly, exuding a vast, square smell.

"Li Bai?" Doctor Guanglu opened his eyes and opened his mouth lightly, revealing a high authority and a bearing that controlled life and death.

"Yes, the student has seen the adult." Li Bai bowed his head slightly and bowed.

Doctor Guanglu nodded, and said lightly: "Very good, you are the first to enter the inner hall, and in a quarter of an hour, fill in this poem and light the eight copper lamps in front of you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Dr. Guanglu waved his hand, and there was an extra blank piece of paper on the table.

Li Bai picked up the white paper and looked at it, on the white paper, a few lines of small characters, like flowing water, appeared on the paper.

Those who hold the pen and uphold virtue and Confucianism stand, the traffic will be full of rivers, the literati will hold the sword and howl the wind, and the martial artist will sing the blank ink.

These are four lines of poetry, and it looks like it's not finished.

Li Bai frowned, savoring these four verses, seemingly simple sentences, but with another deep meaning, Li Bai's heart couldn't help jumping.

The Tang Dynasty has been a thousand years old, both civil and military, but for a long time, the warriors have long had a lot of complaints about these literati with pen and ink, and these few sentences are the attitude of the literati and Confucian scholars at this moment.

As the spiritual pillars of the Tang Dynasty, these literati did not express their inner dissatisfaction, and even they slowly tolerated it with a broad heart, but even so, these literati were not without fire, but they didn't say much about the whole world, but in this verse, it was completely revealed.

And this is also the key to studying students' adaptability!

Li Bai was inevitably a little nervous in his heart, today, no matter how he answered, this poem would definitely be known by the entire Shangjing City, if his words were quite extreme, he would inevitably offend one party, and this was definitely not something Li Bai could bear.

The seemingly simple battle for the top three has become so complicated and difficult to distinguish.

Li Bai took a deep breath, looked at the vigorous and powerful four lines of poetry on the paper, and fell into deep thought.

For a while, the temple fell into silence, and Dr. Guanglu didn't say much about this, but sat upright and waited quietly for Li Bai's answer.

After pondering for a while, Li Bai took action, holding the pen in his right hand and his left hand rolling up his sleeves, turning the pen manually, and suddenly, a few lines of square, but ethereal handwriting jumped on the paper.

The ink stamped paper goes with the waves.

Thousands of miles of driving.

Two sentences were written, reflecting the first four sentences, praising both the writer and the soldier, and winning the kindness of the two.

Xiangshi caters to the concerted efforts, and this field solves eternal sorrows.

The last two sentences fall, making the meaning of the whole poem instantly different.

Comparing the Wen family to the Xiang and the soldiers to the Shi is exactly the Xiang and the Shi in chess, and Na Tian is where the commander of a country is.

Therefore, the concerted efforts of the previous sentence and the eternal sorrow of this sentence will be tightly trapped in this Tian character, so that a poem of civil and military competition has become a concerted Yongzhi loyal national poem.

Even if this poem spreads, no matter who sees the two, they can't find a trace of dissatisfaction.

Li Bai breathed a deep sigh of relief, put down his pen and ink, and said respectfully.

"Teacher, the student is done...

Dr. Guanglu nodded, stretched out his hand, and the white paper, which was already covered with handwriting at the moment, entered the latter's hand.

Li Bai bowed slightly, secretly glanced at the adult, and saw that the latter seemed to be looking, and his heart couldn't help but get nervous.

"Hahaha, what a good scholar, what an eternal sorrow."

Doctor Guanglu stood up and laughed, looking at it, Li Bai's poem was very appetizing to him.

"Light eight copper lamps, and when the copper lamps are lit, you are the closed disciple of my Guanglu doctor!"

Doctor Guanglu looked at Li Bai with the meaning of audit in his eyes, and looked at the latter deeply.

Hearing this, Li Bai nodded slightly.

However, for the eight copper lamps, although he didn't understand why this was so, Li Bai still did it.

With one hand rolling up his sleeves and the other picking up the fire fold, Li Bai stretched out his hand to light the first lamp.

The light is bright and bright, and it is much brighter than ordinary copper lights.

And in an instant, the scenery in front of Li Bai's eyes suddenly changed, and when he fixed his eyes, he seemed to be in the midst of fire and water, which was very terrifying.

But in an instant, everything disappeared again, and when I looked at it again, it was still the lit copper lamp.

Looking at the first copper lamp that had been lit, and then looking at the remaining seven copper lamps, Li Bai was enlightened in his heart.

It turned out that this was also a test, but Li Bai didn't know what the test was.

Putting away his thoughts, he took the fire fold and lit the second bronze lamp, this one was the same as the previous one, Li Bai was still in a state of illusion, and it was only a few breaths before he became clear.

A few copper lamps in a row, Li Bai is like this.

At this moment, Li Bai was already numb, and the seemingly simple eight copper lamps were not, what could be done in less than a quarter of an hour seemed as long as a century, like the fine sand at the fingertips, and it flowed quietly in an instant.

When Li Bai came back to his senses, all eight bronze lamps were lit, the first seven were bright and bright, but the last one, although it was lit, seemed to be extinguished at any time, swaying, flickering and dimming.

Looking at the eight copper lamps that were lit up in front of him, Dr. Guanglu frowned slightly, especially when he saw the last copper lamp, the latter's brows were even more furrowed.

Seeing Dr. Guanglu's face, Li Bai's heart fluttered.

Doctor Guanglu thought for a while before he spoke, but there was a lot less confidence and more hesitation in those words.

"Tomorrow afternoon, Guanglu Mansion, you are my first closed disciple, step down."

Li Bai was overjoyed when he heard this, and instantly forgot the expression of Dr. Guanglu when he saw the bronze lamp, and his heart was filled with this joy.

"Yes, the student quits."

"Hey... After Li Bai left, Dr. Guanglu sighed, and with a wave of his sleeves, all eight copper lamps were extinguished, and at this time, on the copper lamp, facing the side of Dr. Guanglu, from left to right, each copper lamp had an inscription.

"Faith, wisdom, courtesy, righteousness, benevolence, ladder, filial piety, loyalty."

It's just that Li Bai can't see these eight inscriptions.

Doctor Guanglu picked up the white paper in his hand, savored it, and looked at the last copper lamp, his expression became solemn.

At this moment, he, who is in a high position, doesn't even know whether today's actions are right or wrong.

Just as Doctor Guanglu hesitated in his heart, an auspicious cloud suddenly rose in the inner hall, and an old voice sounded.

The voice reveals the severity, as if you have nowhere to hide in front of this voice, but this voice is gentle, as if this voice can calm the sky and the earth, let people sit back and relax, the voice seems to penetrate the world, like an incomparably long cultural corridor, engraved with boundless and endless ancient books of the literati, making people look up to the mountains and sigh.

"Ziyu, don't worry, the eight lights are on, this is the best answer."