In the past month, Xu Gang has lived a repetitive life every day, going to school, memorizing, practicing archery, and practicing swords...... Of course, the affection with Liu Ziyi is indispensable.

Hu Yunyang was also very honest during this time, he never asked Xu Gang for trouble, and even once met him on the wooden bridge of the pond, when he saw that it was Xu Gang, he quickly retreated from the bridge and walked around from the pond.

After more than a month, Xu Gang's swordsmanship has improved, and he has practiced to the forty-fifth style of picking stars and changing the moon; And the progress of archery is not bad, although there is no arrow heart, but it can also be targeted!

Xu Gang also put the four books and five classics into his head, and at the request of Liu Fuzi, memorized 800 poems and songs, all of which were selected from the "Book of Songs", "Chu Ci" and the "Yuefu" and the big and small fu of the Han and Wei dynasties, as well as the poems of Chen Ziang, Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei, Han Yu, Yuan Zhen, and Bai Juyi after the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty.

There is still more than half a month, Qiugong is about to start, and there are many students in the school who will participate in the current university examination, so Liu Fuzi talked about the rhythm and how to make poetry today.

"Cheng Xiaoliu, get up and recite Li Bai's "Folding Willows". Liu Fuzi was the first to call Cheng Xiaoliu.

Cheng Xiaoliu stood up, thought for a moment, and then groaned slowly:

"The weeping poplars blow the green water, shaking the east wind year.

The flowers are bright and jade, and the leaves are warm and the golden windows are smoking.

The beauty thought for a long time, and was sad about it.

Climb the strip and fold the spring, and send it far away in front of the dragon court. ”

Soon Cheng Xiaoliu finished reciting, and Liu Fuzi did not let him sit down, but looked at Xu Gang: "Xu Zhengyuan, you can recite Li Bai's "Shu Dao Difficult" again. ”

Xu Gang stood up as he said and blurted out: "Oh, it's dangerous!" The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky! Silkworms and fish, why is the founding of the country at a loss? He is 48,000 years old, and he is not populated with Qinsai. ……”

Liu Fuzi nodded and secretly praised, it's good to never forget it!

"Hu Yunyang, get up and tell me, which of the two poems they memorized is better?" Liu Fuzi didn't let Xu Gang sit down, and continued to call Hu Yunyang.

"Students think 'Folding Willows' is better!"

"Tell me your reasoning?"

"The poems of "Shu Dao Difficulty" sound like they are said in passing, without honing the words, and there is no poetry rhythm at all; And "Poplar Willow" is not only neatly worded, but also every sentence seems to have been pondered repeatedly, which is a rare good poem! Hu Yunyang thought for a moment and expressed his opinion.

"Xu Zhengyuan, tell me what you think." Liu Fuzi looked at Xu Gang again.

Xu Gang arched his hand and said, "Mr. Hui, students prefer the poem "Shu Dao Difficult"! ”

"Ignorance! actually likes poems without poetry, although Li Bai is a poet, but not every poem he writes is good! Hu Yunyang interrupted Xu Gang's words very rudely, and said with contempt.

For a long time, he had never been against Xu Gang, but today he actually jumped out, which made Xu Gang feel a little strange.

However, he didn't say much, glanced at Hu Yunyang, then looked at Liu Fuzi and continued: "Students feel that when composing poetry, they can't stick to the law of poetry. When poetry is like a spring, if you are entangled in poetry, wouldn't you be ashamed of poetry? Exit into a chapter, just rhyme. ”

"Brother Zhengyuan, that's a good point!" Su Shi, who is usually known as a good child in class, actually got up suddenly and applauded him when he heard Xu Gang's words, completely ignoring that he was in class at this time.

Su Zhe, who was sitting next to him, was also taken aback by his move.

"Uh~~ Sir, fellow students, I'm sorry, I was a little excited just now!" When Su Shi saw that everyone was looking at him, his face immediately turned red, and with an apologetic expression, he bowed his hand and said.

Well, let's be proud of you for a while! Hu Yunyang saw Su Shi standing up to support Xu Gang, his face was a little cold, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Regarding Su Shi's excitement, Liu Fuzi didn't care, nodded, and asked them all to sit down: "What you said makes sense, but if you want to achieve good results in the imperial examination, you have to ponder the modern style poems." ”

Liu Fuzi paused slightly, and continued: "You don't need to learn ancient style poems, you can blurt out when you want to compose poems, just rhyme with them, and whether you write well or not depends on your talent. Today's poems are different, they must be written according to the rhythm of the poem, carefully consider every word, every sentence, and carefully carve. ”

When Hu Yunyang heard that Mr. said that he wanted to write poems according to the rhythm of poetry, he immediately raised his head arrogantly and looked at Xu Gang, Su Shi and others provocatively. But I didn't hear that Liu Fuzi was talking about poetry, not poetry!

"Therefore, you should pay attention to the fact that whether it is five words, or seven words, or eight verses, it is called a verse; The four sentences are called quatrains, and in the rhythmic poem, there must be two couplets, which is called 'poetic rhythm'. Poems written according to the rhythm of poetry are more likely to be favored by the examiners. Liu Fuzi made a summary.

Xu Gang silently took Liu Fuzi's words to heart, after all, his goal was to be named on the gold list, not to become a poet who would be passed down through the ages.

The day's class ended quickly, and Xu Gang came to his house as a guest at Su Shi's invitation.

During this time, Xu Gang and Liu Liyi often went to Su Shi's house to exchange knowledge, and Su Xun was also happy to see it, and his attitude towards Xu Gang also changed a lot, and sometimes he would participate in it.

With the help of the Su Shi brothers, Xu Gang was already able to compose a complete poem. The poems he is writing now are subdued and catchy when recited, but they lack some artistic conception.

And Su Shi also achieved his goal, and the two brothers entered the door of martial arts. Xu Gang not only asked Liu Ziyi to find an internal strength method for them, but also helped them open up some meridians.

The Su Shi brothers are very smart, and their understanding is also very high, in just one month, they have already practiced a meager line of true qi in their bodies, and their bodies are stronger than before!

The four of them chatted while walking, and soon left the school and walked in the direction of Su Shi's house.

"Hu Yunyang, what do you want to do?" Su Shi looked at Hu Yunyang, who was standing alone in front of them, and frowned.

"It's nothing, it's just that my hands are a little itchy, and I want to hit someone!" Hu Yunyang clasped his hands on his chest and kept shaking his right foot, just like a ruffian!

"What an insult!" Su Zhe glanced at him and scolded softly.

"Are you alone?" Xu Gang felt that this matter was not so simple, Hu Yunyang dared to provoke himself in class today, and he must have something to rely on.

"To deal with you, Lao Tzu alone is enough! If you hadn't attacked Lao Tzu last time, if you wanted to defeat Lao Tzu, did you really think it would be that easy? Hu Yunyang said with contempt on his face.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed!" Xu Gang snorted coldly, and suddenly looked at the first plane tree behind Hu Yunyang's right, the trunk was very large, and there was no problem hiding two people.

"Since you're here, why hide, get out! Otherwise, you won't have time to save him in a moment! Xu Gang looked at it for a moment, and then said slowly. Of course, he would not simply think that with Hu Yunyang's temperament, if he dared to provoke himself alone, then the only one who could hide people nearby was this sycamore.

Liu Ziyi and Su Shi followed Xu Gang's gaze and looked at the sycamore, its crown was large, and the leaves were layered on top of each other, resembling maple leaves. The evening breeze hit, making a "rustling" sound.

"Since you can't wait to see me, then you will!"