Futile!

All in vain, unless the cold weather is warmed up. Otherwise, the ice wall will be erected, and at that time, even Si Tu will be exhausted. Eventually, you will be exhausted to death ...

It was precisely because he knew that Si Tuxing's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and there was a little more unspeakable worry on his face.

"Your Excellency!"

"But I'm worried about this cold winter ... ”

At this moment, a Confucian dressed as a Confucian with arrogance on his face, like the pride of the sky, walked over and asked softly.

"How?"

"Do you have a way to deal with everything in front of you?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but stagnate, and there was a little more expectation in his voice.

Because the person in front of him is not an ordinary Confucian student, but a child of the Confucian family.

After the Confucian family was a saint, they had a family history, a lot of books, and a good education, so most of the children of the Confucian family could become talents, and they had a high influence in the literary world and the national society.

For example, the contemporary head of the family, Kong Li.

He not only served as the sacrificial wine of the imperial court, but also served as a well-known sub-saint in the literary world.

The cultivation of a body is unfathomable, and it is also the efforts of generations.

No one dared to despise the Kong family.

Whether it is the royal family or the minister, they all regard the people of the Kong family as guests.

Don't dare to slack off!

How the dynasty changes, the Kong family is standing...

Even today's people are silent about the Kong family and are very jealous.

Although Situ was not afraid of the people of the Kong family, he did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

Especially for a few Kong family junjie, I am particularly concerned. Even, let the three law divisions collect the information of the younger generation of the Confucian family...

Kong Xiangdong, who just spoke, is a young handsome man and the best son of our time.

Legend has it that when he was born, the ring ruler in the Confucian Temple kept trembling, and the spirit of Yimu rose to the sky...

It is precisely because of this that the contemporary head of the family named Dong.

Because the East belongs to wood... And give him high hopes.

Kong Xiangdong did not live up to everyone's hopes...

Enlightenment at the age of three, and opening up the courage at the age of eight. Become a showman.

Such a speed makes many old Confucians feel ashamed...

More and more people are full of hope for his future, and some people predict that Kong Xiangdong will definitely be able to achieve the holy throne in the future.

As long as he doesn't fall early, he can ensure the prosperity of the Kong family for hundreds of years...

Although this is a vision, it is not without reason.

Because on the day of Kong Xiangdong's courage, there were all kinds of visions in the air.

It is said that there are more scriptures flying out of the Confucian Temple. This is the recognition of the ancient sages and sages, no less than the receipt of Shaman.

Of course, this is just a legend, and the people of the Confucian family are silent about this matter. Whoever asked, they were all concerned about him ...

Everyone has no choice but to speculate secretly in their hearts.

But...

Everything is not without signs.

Kong Li, the contemporary head of the family, attaches great importance to him, personally takes him by his side, and teaches and edifies him day and night.

That says it all.

It is precisely because of this that although Kong Xiangdong is only in the age of a weak crown, his cultivation in literature and Taoism is already very profound, and he is not inferior to ordinary Confucianism at all.

It is precisely because of this that everyone in the world will call Kong Xiangdong the unicorn of the Confucian family!

If it weren't for encountering such a freak as Situ Xing.

He must also be a shining being of the age ...

However, it is a pity that he crossed the sentence of Situ, a freak who surpasses genius and cannot be measured by common sense.

It is precisely because of the birth of Situ Xing that the light on Kong Xiangdong's body has dimmed a lot...

Kong Xiangdong took the initiative to stand up today, seemingly for the sake of Situ Xing to solve the problem, but he didn't have the idea of secretly competing with Situ Xing.

After all, in the face of the current situation, even Tianjiao Si's imprisonment is helpless...

If he can solve the dilemma in front of him, doesn't it mean that he is better than Si Tu Xing?

Thinking of this, Kong Xiangdong's breathing couldn't help but become a little shorter, and his eyes showed a strange light... Before Situ finished speaking, he preemptively said:

"Your Excellency!"

"Although the realm of the late life is not as good as that of adults, he has carried a few sage articles!"

"One of them is a spring grudge. ”

"As long as it is recited, within a radius of ten miles, it will definitely bloom in spring... ”

"Poetry of Spring!"

Hearing Kong Xiangdong's words, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but stagnate, and there was a bit of indescribable surprise in his eyes, he didn't understand why Kong Xiangdong was so excited, but his face showed a sudden look.

I am really ... I forgot about it.

The Mo family is good at magic workmanship, and is even better at the art of public wood.

Confucianism, on the other hand, is better at studying knowledge and poetry.

In the previous life, poetry was just a small way, but in Daqian it was not. A good poem can not only communicate the literary atmosphere of heaven and earth, but also conjure up all kinds of auspicious images.

For example, Wang Bo's "The Story of Yueyang Tower", it is said that on the day the poem was written, the colorful glow was ten thousand roads, and the autumn water was the same color as the sky...

For example, Situ Xing's "Burrow Ming", on the day the poem was written, the fragrance was hundreds of miles, and there was the sound of Lang Lang reading in the air.

Of course, the most famous of them is the war poem...

A good warrior can be worth thousands of troops, and it is precisely because of this that Confucianism can become the mainstream. There are also many great Confucians, and Hongru fought on the frontier.

Kong Xiangdong, the overture of spring, is made by the sages of the Middle Ages, as long as it is recited, a radius of hundreds of miles, will be brilliant.

Later, with the flow of time and the volatilization of energy, each time you recite it, you can only cover the range of ten miles...

Although it cannot change the current predicament in essence, it provides a very good idea for Si Tuxing.

As long as a poem of Zhenguo can definitely make the 800-mile cold river into a warm spring country.

After getting Situ Xing's approval, several familiar Confucian disciples nodded to each other, and after exchanging glances vaguely, they paced forward and read one by one:

Spring resentment

The screen window sunset is getting dusk, and no one in the gold house sees tear stains.

The lonely empty courtyard is late in spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and do not open the door.

As they recited it, their literary courage suddenly shone brightly, and their white literary qi soared into the sky, stirring the clouds and rain.

There is even an old man in green clothes, shaking his head in the tone, as if reciting.

The pear blossoms began to bloom, and a trace of spring breeze blew the green branches, and the cold air instantly became warm.

The towering glaciers are beginning to melt at a rate visible to the naked eye...

Originally, the big boat, which was extremely difficult to walk, was like an arowana out of the swamp, and it became flexible in an instant...