There is a small wooden building in the backyard of Tai College.

There is a lush bamboo forest in the northeast corner of the courtyard outside the small wooden building.

There is a small lotus pond outside the bamboo forest.

There is a big banyan tree by the lotus pond.

Under the big banyan tree is an old table.

There are only seven or eight lotus flowers in the lotus pond, but there are five or six dragonflies.

The stillness of the lotus flowers and the movement of the dragonflies make this small lotus pond become smart.

And then there is the annoying cicada chirping on this big banyan tree on this sunny afternoon, which makes this small yard full of life.

There are six people sitting around the table under the big banyan tree!

But at this moment, none of these six people made the slightest sound!

As a result, only the sound of cicadas remained.

Wei Xuanmo, the great Confucian of the Yue Kingdom, and his four disciples were watching the old man Hua Manting write on the table, and three words "Will toast" had fallen on the paper!

This poem had been heard by Wei Xuanmo and his disciples on the first day they entered the Jade Capital City.

But at this moment, when Hua Manting wrote this poem again, they suddenly found that this feeling was completely different from listening!

Hua Manting's elegant book shows the free and easy expression of the poem "Will Enter the Wine"!

When the first sentence fell on the paper, even though they could memorize the poem backwards, they still felt the majestic momentum.

The flowers were full of flowers, and after a few breaths, the whole poem jumped on the paper.

He put down the brush, smiled slightly, and raised his eyes to look at Wei Xuanmo, "In Guangling City in March, in the Qianmo Academy in Guangling City, he drank wine and composed this poem!"

"It is precisely because the old man saw this poem he wrote with his own eyes that the old man regarded him as a New Year's friend!"

Wei Xuanmo also raised his head, "This son is talented, but I still have some doubts!"

"Tell me, Weaver. ”

Wei Xuanmo pointed to the poem, frowning slightly, "He is only seventeen years old, according to what you just said, he was unknown in Guangling City for the first seventeen years, and was even considered a fool by people." ”

"You and I both know that poetry and articles are mostly based on the accumulation of daily life. There are many talented literati in the world, although there are also geniuses, but a genius like him Li Chen'an suddenly became a blockbuster once he opened his mind...... I've traveled all over the world, and I've never seen such an amazing genius boy!"

So I'm a little skeptical, especially this one in this poem...... Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop...... This Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng are obviously the names of two people. ”

"Do you know if there are two people like this in Guangling City?"

In addition, this poem is heroic and emotional, and the words also reveal the poet's arrogant and arrogant character. ”

"But according to what I know about Li Chenan in the past two days...... He seems to be extremely meticulous in his work, and he is also very modest in his temperament, which seems to have nothing to do with this arrogance and loneliness, but has the legacy of his grandfather. ”

Without waiting for Hua Manting to explain, Wei Xuanmo continued:

"Speaking of the poem he created, the song "Tianjingsha" did create a new genre, but the style of this "Tianjingsha" is completely different from this song "Will Enter the Wine"!"

"The so-called literary style, those famous poems that have been handed down for thousands of years in the world, they each have their own characteristics. ”

"Or agitated and high-pitched, or graceful and beautiful, or beautiful in words, or simple and easy. ”

"There are cases where different styles appear in the same person, but very rarely, but each of Li Chenan's poems gives me a different feeling!"

"I can't believe that he can learn from others without leaving a trace, but I think ...... These poems were written by different people!"

Wei Xuanmo picked up the teacup, looked at Hua Manting, and said meaningfully: "Does Ningguo need such a person?"

Hua Manting stroked his long beard and raised his eyebrows, of course he understood the meaning of Wei Xuanmo's words-

Raise the power of the major Confucians of Ningguo to make that Li Chenan a god!

Now Ningguo is not restless, so he erected the flag of Li Chen'an, making him the idol of Ningguo's scholars, and then the poems he made, and even what he said, will become the object of Ningguo's students!

At such a time, Li Chen'an said again why scholars read, of course, it would make all the scholars in Ningguo think deeply, follow, and even change their ideals for it.

His prestige will be unrivaled among scholars for a while.

So at this time, if Prime Minister Ji and his family made a move on Li Chen'an and let Li Chen'an die, the consequences would ...... I'm afraid that it is the students of Ningguo who are raising their arms and shouting for him, and it is more likely that this huge group of students will not be able to step down for him.

Or maybe step down right away!

This may be Ji Tai's concern that he wants to kill Li Chenan now!

This may also be the reason why Zhong Li's mother no longer has any sound these days.

When the words Li Chen'an said were engraved on the stone tablet and erected in front of the archway of Tai Academy, when Li Chen'an broke away from the Fish Dragon Club and drew a clear line with Ji Tai, his reputation was unparalleled among the students in Kyoto!

"Of course Ning Guo needs such a person!"

"But you're wrong!"

At that time, when he wrote the poem "Will Enter the Wine", I also asked him who Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng were. ”

"He said, Master Cen's name is Cen Xun, and Danqiu's name is Yuan Danqiu, they are not from this world!"

Wei Xuanmo was stunned, and then heard Hua Manting say again: "He said...... He met these two people in his dreams and regarded them as confidants, and he still remembered them very clearly when he woke up. ”

This cannot be verified.

This kind of thing is too mysterious to distinguish its truth from falsehood, and Wei Xuanmo has no choice but to give up if he believes it.

"As for your style of writing,"

Hua Manting poured Wei Xuanmo a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, he was ordered to participate, I think you will get to know him again at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, and I am convinced that there is really that kind of genius in this world that ordinary people like me can't imagine!"

Hua Manting's words surprised Wei Xuanmo and his disciples.

With Hua Manting's literary attainments, he actually thinks that he is an ordinary man, but he thinks that Li Chenan is a genius that even he can't reach!

Doesn't this mean that his poetry is unbeatable?

Of course, the four of Yan Biao didn't believe it, because they were called geniuses in Yue Kingdom, not to mention that they came here this time with a lot of such geniuses!

Even if he, Li Chenan, has great ability, it is impossible for him to single-handedly provoke dozens of erudite teenagers in the Yueguo Prison!

Of course, Wei Xuanmo didn't believe it either.

The proposition of the Mid-Autumn Festival, for the sake of fairness, was handed over to Emperor Ning by him and the four great Confucians of the Tai Academy, and was not signed.

At the literary meeting, no one knows what topics Emperor Ning will choose, and even whether he will also order one or two topics.

Even if he Li Chen'an has great ability, after all, he only has one brain, how can he be able to compete with his group of extremely excellent disciples?

Of course he couldn't say that.

"Brother Hua's words aroused my strong interest in him. ”

"If it's convenient for Brother Hua, can you ask him out, I also want to meet him!"