Chapter 217: Heaven will descend on a great task

() Lin Mo wrote: "When the name of the poem is read, the book should be read quickly, and the guest will not come." The world is contrary to each other, how many times will it be open when you are 100 years old? ”

Then he took the opportunity to hand it to He Ren, He Renna hurriedly spread it out in front of the table, looking at the poem given by Lin Mo, He Renna was overjoyed, Ma Ruoya on the side was a little surprised, I didn't expect that someone else had not made a poem yet, Lin Mo made three poems at once, and these are all masterpieces, Lin Mo's talent made Ma Ruoya intuitively see the gap between the two for the first time.

Soon after, everyone wrote their own poems one after another, and the little officials helped put away the poems that had been written, and when most of them had already written them, Du Shaofu and others in the audience began to judge them one by one.

Meng Wenzhao took a poem and said: "People's hearts are like good seedlings, and they are nourished to grow." The seedlings are irrigated with spring water, and the heart is raised by reason. I don't know who made this poem? Although the words are simple, it concisely and straightforwardly explains the truth between people's hearts and reading, and it is a masterpiece that persuades people to move forward. ”

At this time, Zhao He, who was on the side, got up and said, "Go back to my lord, this poem was made by a student." Meng Wenzhao nodded and smiled: "I see, you should make persistent efforts in the future and make more masterpieces." ”

Zhao He nodded respectfully, looked at everyone with pride in his eyes, and his gaze paused on Lin Mo for a moment before taking it back, and then Meng Wenzhao asked everyone to circulate this poem. Then Meng Wenzhao continued to comment, and Du Shaofu watched from the side, after all, this is a banquet for students, Meng Wenzhao is naturally the center of this banquet as a student, and he is only here to accompany him, but Du Shaofu doesn't care, but is looking forward to what Lin Mo's poem will be.

At this time, Du Shaofu picked up a poem and read: "Books should be read quickly, and guests will not come." The world is contrary to each other, how many times will it be open when you are 100 years old? Haha, what did He Ren do in this poem? It's really chic, reading is like making friends, and it is like making friends with yourself. What do you think? As he spoke, he handed the poem to several masters and the teachings Zhang Cheng.

A few people, of course, complimented and asked who did it? He Ren didn't react at first, but Lin Mo on the side coughed, and He Ren reacted at this time, this poem was "done" by himself, although this thing was a little shameless, but He Ren's cheek was still a lot thicker than ordinary people, and he immediately stood up, and said without blushing and heartbeat: "Back to a few adults, this poem was made by students." ”

Zhang Cheng saw that it was He Ren, he was naturally a little skeptical, after all, he had read the papers of the house exam by himself, although the poem was passable, but it was a lot worse than now, if this house test was not answered in other places, plus Meng Wenzhao mentioned it, this He Ren would not have been admitted to Xiucai.

Meng Wenzhao didn't care, and praised He Ren, who was full of pride, as if this poem was what he did.

Then came Ma Ruoya's poem, "Reading is not aware of the deep spring, every inch of time is golden." It's not the Taoist who comes to make the joke, Zhou Qing Kong Si is pursuing. Meng Wenzhao looked at it for a while and said: "What a 'every inch of time and an inch of gold', you should cherish your time when you study, and you should not waste your studies." Although this poem is simple, it contains a great truth, and all students should encourage it. ”

Of course, the scholars hurriedly got up and said, "Xie Ti learns the teachings." Meng Wenzhao smiled: "Don't thank me, if you want to thank me, thank you for this poem, by the way, who did this?" ”

Ma Ruoya hurriedly got up and said inarticulately: "Ash, ash."

Cry blood, do the snow god lock. Meng Wenzhao looked at Ma Ruoyan and said with a smile: "The heavens will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skins." Although you have a mouth disease, but you are extraordinary, you should not underestimate yourself, you will definitely be able to do something in the future. ”

Ma Ruoya hurriedly bowed down and thanked: "Rest, rest, cry blood." Luo Hao waited anxiously on the side, wanting to see what the poem was like and whether the handwriting was the same as Ma Ruoya's.

When the poem reached Luo Hao, Luo Hao didn't care about how the poem was written, but looked directly at every word in the poem, comparing it with Ma Ruoya's self in his memory, but the result was a big disappointment, none of them were the same as the handwriting in his memory.

Lin Mo in the distance naturally kept paying attention to Luo Hao's expression, and when he saw Luo Hao's somewhat disappointed expression, Lin Mo smiled slightly, and said secretly: "Fight with me, you are still a little tender." Ma Ruoyan on the side also understood why Lin Mo wanted to help him write poems at that time, if he didn't help him write it, he would have been exposed now. Ma Ruoyan said in a low voice: "Thank you." Lin Mo nodded in response.

Most of the scholars listened very carefully to the poems written by Meng Wenzhao and the masters one by one, and they were very fascinated by the listening, after all, this kind of opportunity to get the teaching of the masters is still very rare.

In a blink of an eye, the last poem arrived, and the last poem was Lin Mo's poem, which was still read out by Meng Wenzhao and everyone appreciated it. "Half an acre of square pond is opened, and the sky and clouds and shadows wander together. Q: Is that clear? For there is a source of living water. ”

After Meng Wenzhao finished speaking, he looked directly at Lin Mo, and he naturally recognized Lin Mo's words, so he put Lin Mo's at the end, and after commenting on all the poems, he finally commented on Lin Mo's poems, so that everyone present could see how good and bad all the previous poems and Lin Mo's poems were.

Meng Wenzhao handed this poem to others, and he didn't say much, this rumor that Lin Mo got this case by going his own way, if this poem praises a few people with ulterior motives and makes a big fuss, it is better to directly let these people evaluate themselves, and let everyone know how Lin Mo's talent is through this poem.

Meng Wenzhao smiled: "What do you think of this poem? An older master said: "This poem seems to be plain, but it hides waves. Writing about pastoral landscapes is also encouraging everyone to continue reading and learn the truth in books. Although it is a poem, it is far better than a long speech. ”

Hou Fuzi on the side of the rest of the scholars naturally saw that this poem was written by Lin Mo, after all, Lin Mo's unique handwriting must be impressed after reading it, Hou Fuzi naturally knew that Lin Mo would be unstoppable, and today's banquet would become Lin Mo's opportunity to become famous, which was contrary to his expectations.

Hou Fuzi naturally wanted to rectify Lin Mo on this poem, but he really didn't know how to judge this poem, if he said it wrong, I am afraid it would only make everyone laugh.

The scholars were naturally very impressed by this poem, and they all discussed who did it. Meng Wenzhao saw that the time was almost up, so he asked, "Who made this poem?" ”

Lin Mo got up and arched his hand and said: "It was made by the students, this poem is a little negligent in a hurry, and I ask you to teach me a lot." When they heard this, they were astonished, and many of the scholars sighed and said no more

, they already have an understanding of Lin Mo's talents, and it is indeed ridiculous for them to suspect that Lin Mo's case is based on relationships.

At this time, Zhang Cheng said: "Haha, Lin is really talented, this poem opened the eyes of everyone here, this Meng Tixue questions to teach you is your blessing, you must remember Meng Tixue and the teachings of your masters." ”

Lin Mo frowned when he heard this, and deliberately said the sentence "Meng Tixue came up with the question", which was a bit deliberate, as if to indicate to everyone that this question was learned by Meng Ti, and he had a lot to do with Meng Tixue, and there was some way to do this poem so well.

Sure enough, some of the scholars present also heard the meaning of these words, and their eyes swayed back and forth on Lin Mo and Meng Wenzhao.

Meng Wenzhao naturally heard the meaning of this sincere statement, so he said: "Since this time is a banquet for all new talents, we are all foils, you can speak freely here, this has just written a poem, I first came up with a question, the right is to throw bricks and lead jade, it is better to do this, you can put forward good ideas, you can say all the poems you want to do, we can comment on it for you." ”

Everyone was eager to try it when they heard it, and on this occasion, as long as they had some talents, they wanted to show their faces, so they all wanted to take out the poems and songs that they had pressed into the box and give themselves a long face.

Zhang Cheng looked at one of the people in the crowd, and the person immediately understood, and immediately got up and said: "In the high wind, all the adults and masters are here today, and the students have a poem here, and I would like to ask you, especially Lin Shutou, to give me some advice." As soon as Lin Mo heard it, he knew that this was coming at him.

The high wind said: "The spring breeze is too busy, and the lace willow is a layman." Make honey with the swallow as a mud bee, only to blow a light rain and have to be sunny. The name of this poem is called Chunsi, and I also ask you and Lin to give me some advice. Lin Mo was a little helpless when he heard it, he memorized a lot of poems, but this made him comment that he really didn't know how to say it.

Lin Mo got up and said, "Brother Gao, this poem is indeed very extraordinary. Gao Feng was naturally very proud when he heard it, and this poem was also derived from the efforts of many people.

Zhang Cheng and a few people saw Lin Mo praising Gao Feng, which was naturally expected, this Gao Feng Mansion tried the fifth, and pressed Lin Mo on this poem, that is, Lin Mo's poem was not as good as the fifth, and people would naturally wonder if the head of the case was obtained by ability.

Lin Mo continued: "Brother Gao's poem is written in spring, and I happen to have a poem here, so it is better to compare it, so that I can make a more intuitive evaluation." ”

Everyone was stunned by Lin Mo's words, this Gao Feng must have been preparing for a long time before he dared to take it out, and this poem is really good, Lin Mo just got up but he can also take out the poem, if this Lin Mo's poem is not far superior to Gao Feng, then this momentum will be lost.

Although Gao Feng was a little stunned, he quickly reacted that Lin Mo was humiliating himself, so he said, "Then please ask Lin to teach you." Ma Ruoya was very worried about Lin Mo, and complained in her heart about why Lin Mo was so impulsive, He Ren on the side didn't seem to be worried about Lin Mo at all, but looked at Lin Mo with a good show.

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