"Why hasn't it been on sale yet, I've been waiting for more than half an hour. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What's the hurry, "Chinese Studies" won't fly away. ”

"Having said that, I'm afraid I won't be able to grab it, there are only two or three hundred copies of "Chinese Studies" in this branch every year, and there are five or six hundred people here...... I heard that the two poems that Su Mitian made in the county trial will be listed in "Guoxue", if you can't buy them, won't you regret it for a year?"

"You're okay, my young lady likes Su Mitian's poems very much, if I can't buy this year's "Chinese Studies", I will inevitably be beaten on the board. ”

"Don't say it, it's on sale!"

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the door of the bookstore, only to see a few guys setting up a table at the door, and then putting "Chinese Studies" on the table one by one.

Many people immediately rushed forward clamoringly, for fear that they would not be able to grab the books.

"Ouch, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, the table is going to fall!" one of the guys immediately shouted, "There are many purchases this time, everyone has a share, a share!"

Only then did the guests stand still and began to line up neatly.

A middle-aged man at the front shouted: "Shopkeeper, do you have any poems by Su Mitian in this issue of "Guoxue"?

"Hehe, you'll know when you buy it. The man smiled mysteriously.

"Profiteers!" many laughed and cursed in unison.

In fact, there is no need to ask, everyone knows that it is impossible for Su Yi's poems not to appear in "Chinese Studies".

The first person paid 500 yuan, took "Chinese Studies" into his arms, and finally squeezed out of the crowd, and began to read it with the help of the lantern on the side of the road.

Su Yi looked at it from a distance, and saw that this book was only 300 pages, but it was sold for 500 words, and she teased that the National Court was dark enough.

After a while, his eyes flew with a touch of golden light, and he turned a few pages one after another, and his face immediately turned red, and his expression was so excited that he looked like a poor man had picked up 10,000 taels of silver, and he opened his throat and roared loudly.

"Oh my God! There are more than two poems by Su Mitian! It turned out to be five poems in unison, and the sky was falling!"

"Wouldn't it? "Chinese Studies" has always been limited to two works per person per year, are you dazzled?" one of the people in line immediately questioned, thinking that the former was grandstanding.

In addition to "Determination" and "Drunken Death", three other poems by Su Mitian have also been included in "National Studies", and "Dragon City Flying General" is also among them!" The man raised the book in his hand, and was so excited that he was incoherent.

Hearing this, there was an uproar, and even Su Yi raised her eyebrows.

Hearing "Dragon City Flying General", everyone is not calm, this is a legendary salvation poem!

For a while, the team was in chaos again, and many people squeezed forward desperately, all wanting to immediately confirm whether what the former said was true or false.

"Ouch, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, the table is over, it's over!" exclaimed one of the men.

With a bang, the desk collapsed, hundreds of copies of "Chinese Studies" were scattered on the ground, and many people immediately stepped forward to rob them, and after taking the book, they dropped a string of money in their hands, and then squeezed out of the crowd and hurriedly flipped through the books.

The guys are struggling to collect money.

After a while, I heard someone shouting.

"Sure enough, it is five poems singing in unison, and Su Mitian's majesty is fully appreciated!"

"Where, where?!"

"It's more than 270 pages, and other people don't need to read it, just turn to Su Mitian's five poems!"

Many people turned to the back, and immediately boiled, and the crowd was high-spirited and thunderous.

"We have a total of seven works in South Xuzhou, and Su Mitian alone occupies five articles, my mother, born as a native of South Xuzhou, died without regrets, died without regrets!"

"It's not just death without regrets, I can't wait to take this book to reincarnate immediately, so that Su Mitian's five poems become a part of my mind!"

"Wow, "Dragon City Flying General" actually has Lao Yuanrong's own commentary, and that Jiang Ruzi also commented on this poem as a 'divine product'. ”

"That's nature, this is a savior poem, if it's not a divine product, what else can it be called a divine product?"

Everyone sighed in unison and praised each other.

"Hey, I've heard a little about this song "Self-Dispatch", and I heard that it triggered the spectacle of four morning bells, but this "Night Shooting Tiger" is unheard of, it is really written by Su Mitian?"

It was written by him, and there are comments from Guangzhou Huang Laofei below. ”

Some people took a closer look at the comments, combined with their own understanding and read "Night Shooting Tiger", and felt that this poem was subtle.

"It turned out to be written on the night of the first day of the new year...... 'Pingming looking for white feathers, not in the stone ridge', wonderful, wonderful! It's not a stone face, it's not a stone back, the arrow is biased into the sharp corners of the stone, which shows the superb archery skills of the sage Li Guang!"

And when he shot an arrow at night, he didn't check it at the time, he just left, and he didn't find it until dawn, which vividly described the self-confidence of the shooter. ”

"Writing two famous poems in one night, I'm afraid it's difficult for even Jiang Ruzi himself to do it, right?"

......

Many buyers held "Chinese Studies" in their hands, savored them, and couldn't stop praising Su Yi's five poems.

Affected by the commotion on this street, many people also learned about Su Yi's five poems and gathered together.

There are more and more people on this street, and Su Yi no longer has a place to stand still.

"Let's go, shall we?" Su Yi turned her head to look at Su Shi'er.

"Hmm!" Su Shi'er nodded slightly, but her pretty face was slightly red, hearing everyone praise Su Yi like this, her heart seemed to bloom.

Since Su Yi was disguised, no one noticed him.

After Su Yi left, a few people talked about other topics.

"Being able to see Su Mitian's five poems singing in unison should really make people excited and sleepless, but why did Feiwen Pavilion suddenly change the rules, and the restrictions in the past were not all two?"

"The last page of "Chinese Studies" reads, because the style of the human race is becoming more and more prosperous and classic works are emerging in an endless stream, so the space limit has been lifted, and there may be supplements every year in the future. ”

"I see, Su Mitian has caught up with the good times. ”

Most people sighed, but one person had a strange look and muttered, "How do I always feel that it is the space limit that Feiwen Pavilion specially canceled for Su Mitian......"

......

After walking on the street for more than half an hour, the two returned home.

Su Yi returned to the house and immediately began to practice Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.

But the result was decadent, Su Yi broke ten more brushes, but he couldn't even copy the first word of "Yan Qinli Monument", so he had to read.

In the study day and night, Su Yi spent a quiet March.

For nearly a month, Su Yi studied at the county college during the day, exchanging experiences and feelings with her classmates by the way, and after returning home, she buried herself in reading and took time to go shopping with Su Shier.

Every time Su Yi goes shopping, she will go to different bookstores to buy a few brushes to go home, and the next day when Su Shier cleans up the house, she can always find many broken brushes.

Although Su Shi'er was puzzled, she didn't ask too much.

Unfortunately, no brush can withstand the grief and anger of Yanti calligraphy.

Su Yi's calligraphy improved slowly, so she had the idea of borrowing from history.

But he couldn't find out what kind of brush Wang Xizhi used at the beginning, and he could withstand the majesty of his own calligraphy.

After putting aside the calligraphy again, Su Yi used the time before going to bed to simulate the battle, although the condensation of morale increased slowly, but after a month of accumulation, there has been great progress; if you use specific values to describe it, the morale of the new martial arts is one point at the beginning, and it is one hundred after reaching the peak, then Su Yi is about ten points, and this month's exercise has made his morale more than five or six points condensed.

He has made great progress in his trial strategy, double shot and dance knife, and he is confident that he will be able to pass all five points.

And Su Yi's residence soon spread in the ears of some high-level officials and some top wealthy families, and many people sent invitations or greeting posts, but Su Yi politely refused one by one on the grounds of preparing for the exam.

Soon on the last day of March, Su Yi had just returned home from the Military Academy and received an invitation from Xiang Men.

Su Yi took it back to the room and read it, the content was that Xiang Huarong, the current head of the Xiang family, invited him to go to the Xiang family's mansion to talk about it.

Su Yi was thinking about whether to go, and suddenly Ji An came to report: Xiang Tingshi was already waiting outside the door in person.

"Well, it doesn't look like it's okay if you don't go. ”

Su Yi shrugged her shoulders, stood up, and after simply tidying up her clothes, she went out to greet Xiang Congliu.

As soon as she walked out of the house, Su Yi's eyes immediately lit up, and in front of her was a luxury car equipped with eight unicorn horses, which was several times more luxurious than the luxury cars in Ji County.

"Wouldn't it be harder to refuse to pick me up in such a car?"

Su Yi felt helpless in her heart, but she still kept a smile and greeted Xiang Congliu.

Xiang Congliu still wore his signature gentle smile.

"This time, the head of the Xiang family wants to invite you to have a private conversation, so he sent an invitation, do you want to meet his old man?"

"My lord, you came to pick it up in person, and Xiaosheng couldn't refuse. Su Yi said with a wry smile, not polite.

"I did it on purpose. Xiang Congliu said with a smile.

Su Yi rolled her eyes.

got into this luxury car, Su Yi immediately asked.

"Master Thorn Shi, is it really the invitation of the master of the Xiang Sect? Why haven't you heard anything about it for a month, but you want to invite me on the eve of the chess conference, what do you want to talk about?" Su Yi asked a few questions in one breath.

"Well, originally when you came to the state city, Xiangmen should have set up a banquet to entertain you, but you were worried about the military industry, and the owner of the door was worried that it would disturb you, so he chose to invite you today;

Su Yi nodded.

"As for what happened, I think you should be able to guess a little, but let's talk about it after we get to the door. Xiang Congliu said, tapping his fingers on the board, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Yi didn't ask much, but opened the curtain and looked out the window.

At this time, it was just night, and the cooking smoke curled in the state city, and there were few pedestrians on the street, but the Qilin horse luxury car still slowed down so as not to hit people.

When many people saw the car, they immediately bowed their heads slightly and saluted.

......

(ps: there are two more shifts in the evening) (to be continued.) )