Chapter 159: Talent Writes Poetry
Since his father-in-law Fang Rusong took office as the county guard, Lin Yu's study has also been transformed, not only bigger than before, but also a stove, refreshing and elaborate incense, etc., all of the opposite sex.
The only difference is estimated to be the fragrance of the back sleeves.
The so-called red sleeves add fragrance, that is, the beauty grinds with her hands on the side, and the concubine is ...... Life is beautiful.
The Tao Te Ching is a mental method, Lin Yu really can't think of the kind of appearance behind, the realm is not enough, and three or five hairs have fallen out, so Lin Yu is no longer reluctant.
Hair loss is a very serious matter, which greatly affects his handsome face, and they all say that he is extremely smart, Lin Yu can be smart, but not extremely smart.
Lin Yu picked up the lamp to read a book at night, reading the history of Great Xia, and familiarized himself with some of the past wars in Great Xia, the distribution of cities, the name and year name of each emperor of heaven, etc., so that he knew it in his heart.
lest if you enter the Beijing Division in the future, it will be miserable if you don't know it, not to mention the saints, it will be good if you don't get executed.
A young talent who can create the way of chess and write war songs, but he doesn't even know the history of Great Xia, is too much to say.
Since practicing the Tao Te Ching, Lin Yu has not been exhausted in reading, and his spirit is also very energetic.
But this time, perhaps because he wanted to break his head to recall the content behind the Tao Te Ching, his spirit was a little tired, and Lin Yu fell asleep when he looked at it.
When Lin Yu woke up, it was already noon the next day, and in a place like the study, Xiao Taozi consciously did not disturb.
went to report to Fang Rusong, and said with admiration that his uncle was still studying diligently, and Fang Rusong was very satisfied with this virtuous son-in-law, and his son could be taught.
Lin Yu wiped off the saliva on his cheeks, and after washing, he went to the main hall of the outer courtyard to say goodbye to his father-in-law.
Fang Qingxue was in retreat and studying, and he was nowhere to be seen, Lin Yu was also accustomed to this, he was really curious, how awesome was that the ancestor of the Fang family, Fang really inherited the mental method, and how could he retreat and practice at every turn.
"The son-in-law has said hello to my father-in-law!"
Lin Yu bowed his hand and bowed, Fang Rusong smiled and sat down, and then Zhao Dongru and Lu Yong, the new staff members of the county guard mansion, also entered the main hall one after another, looking at Lin Yu and nodding slightly.
Lin Yu, as a junior and student, naturally couldn't nod in response, but got up and bowed.
"Last night, the old man heard that you went to Wanxiang Building, and the county guard also brought a servant to get people......
Zhao Dongru said with a smile.
Lin Yu and Fang Rusong glanced at each other, both of them were very embarrassed, the old otaku man Fang Rusong coughed lightly twice, and said: "The news is not accurate, Lin Yu is going to exchange poetry, isn't this ...... A poem was also made. ”
"Oh?"
Zhao Dongru and Lu Yong's bodies trembled, they glanced at each other, and a touch of joy appeared on their faces, as if they hadn't seen Lin Yu's poems for a while.
I don't know what kind of poem it is this time.
"I have a bad memory, so it's better for the virtuous son-in-law to tell the two seniors himself......" Fang Junshou said frankly.
Lin Yu touched his nose, he wanted to read it directly, but after thinking about it, he wanted to see what level the seven-character quatrain poem "Golden Silk Clothes" had reached last night.
Talent resonance is the best way to test.
"Why don't you write it out?" Lin Yu first glanced at his father-in-law, and then looked at Zhao Dongru and Lu Yong.
"It's too troublesome......" Fang Rusong frowned.
Why should you write something that can be read in one sentence? I have to say that this old otaku, who only knows how to engage in scientific research, has derailed from the circle of literati.
"No, no, that's great!"
Lu Yong danced excitedly, and said happily: "The poem that you kid wrote in the Caiqi Pavilion before has benefited the old man a lot, and this time you have opened up, it must be even more amazing." ”
Lu Yong smiled and smiled, and suddenly found that Zhao Dongru's expression was very unfriendly, so he woke up and swallowed one of Lin Yu's poems by himself.
Immediately sweat rained down.
Zhao Dongru glanced at Lu Yong and said, "You old puppet is really hidden, I said how could you stand up to excuse Lin Yu before, I thought your temperament had changed, it turned out that you had already taken the benefits, and you were not willing to stand up and speak until then......"
"Presumably, your talented poem 'Huanxi Sha' in the inner courtyard was written by Lin Yu, right?"
Zhao Dongru looked at Lu Yong indifferently.
Lu Yong's face turned red, nodded and said, "The old man has been talented for too many years, isn't this a helpless move......"
As the head of the Inner Court, Lu Yong seemed to be a little afraid of Zhao Dongru, which surprised Lin Yu.
However, I was relieved to think that I was able to go to the outer courtyard Wentang to participate in the test, which was the relationship between Lu Yong and Zhao Dongruto.
These two must have been friends for many years.
In fact, it is precisely like this, Lu Yong, Zhao Dongru and Fang Yan were all students of Shengqian Academy, and they had a brother-in-law relationship with classmates.
After all, Zhao Dongru cared about Lin Yu's new poems, so he couldn't wait to send someone to bring paper, pen, inkstone, and a square table.
Lu Yong and Zhao Dongru in the main hall gathered around the square table, but it was Fang Rusong, sipping tea slowly and methodically, looking like an official master.
"The teacher is so anxious, I don't dare to write ......"
Zhao Dongru and Lu Yong saw Lin Yu lifting the pen, and their breathing became short, and Lin Yu smiled bitterly.
Cough!
Zhao Dongru stroked his beard under his chin, his face was slightly red, and Lu Yong was also embarrassed, after all, he had lived for such a long time, and he couldn't hold his breath.
Lin Yu was grateful to his mentor Zhao Dongru, but he was not so enthusiastic about Lu Yong, he took a deep breath, he held the pen and dipped it in ink, and as soon as his thoughts moved, his talent was instilled in the tip of the pen.
In an instant, the combination of talent and ink actually emitted light, just like the weapon in Lin Yu's previous life after playing the game, it glowed and shiny, which was quite magical.
Lin Yu was full of confidence, talent drove talent condensation and pen tip, and suddenly the pen flew rapidly, and the more beautiful italic characters began to be exposed on the white paper.
"Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth, the flowers can be folded and straightened, and there are no flowers......"
"Empty broken branches. ”
Hula!
The poems written in one go did not bring any movement at first, and just when Zhao Dongru and Lu Yong were suspicious, suddenly the genius of heaven and earth in the county guard mansion changed strangely.
Immediately afterwards, a wind from the talent of heaven and earth blew directly into the main hall, and everyone's robes were blown up.
At the same time, the poems of the 'golden silk clothes' on the paper suddenly bloomed with light, directly entangled with the talents of heaven and earth.
Then, the two strands of talent condensed into a pillar of talent like a rope, which was directly wrapped around the body surface.
There seems to be a hint of empowerment, but in the end it still did not reach a higher level, and it stayed at the point of being talented.
"Talented!"
In just twenty-eight words, it directly resonated with heaven and earth, triggering a vision of talent, and Zhao Dongru and Lu Yong were stunned for a moment.
And the old otaku Fang Junshou even fell to the ground with a teacup and sat on the ground, dumbfounded......
(End of chapter)