Chen Liang and Xie Yu smiled after drinking, and pulled Zhang Yi and others to push the cup and change the lamp.

"Dare to ask who is the surname of this literary friend? I am afraid that this poem can reach the point of 'out of the county'. Why don't you write on the spot and let me wait and see. A blue-clad man who looked to be in his fifties stood up and asked.

Chen Liang hurriedly put down the cup, stood up and said, "Xiaosheng Chen Liang, thank you for your praise." However, this Dongshan Literary Club has always been the last to write articles together, and Xiaosheng can't break the rules. ”

The old man smiled and nodded, drank a drink with Chen Liang, and sat down satisfied. The young man doesn't like to be in the limelight, but it's good.

It is well-known in a county, a sonic boom, a state, a town, and a world-famous. It is the fifth-class realm of the reader's writing articles, referred to as "out of the county", "Dafu", "Mingzhou", "Zhenguo", and "passing the world".

However, these realms apply to the elevation of the human level. After the scholar cultivates to the point of lifting, the atrium evolves into a bronze house, and the fire of the heart of the heart turns from a beam of free qi into a lamp standing in the center of the heart, and then it can be called the real light of the heart.

When a scholar is promoted to a lifter, the light in the atrium is only as thick as a hair, an inch long. When the light grows to a foot, it will be shortened to an inch again, but it will become as thick as chopsticks. Then it loops again to the thickness of a finger...... It wasn't until he became an arm thick and rose to a foot long that he could be promoted to a tribute.

Xiucai ignites the fire of his heart, and raises people's books and literary movements. The road of cultivating people is longer than that of Xiucai, and it is difficult to meet the light of Wenxin by absorbing the literary qi alone, so it can only rely on lifting people to make excellent articles, communicate Wenyun into the heart, and quickly increase their own strength, which is the Wenyun of lifting people's books.

Out of the county article, if it is a person who has just been promoted, it can increase the Wenxin light by an inch of hair thickness. Dafu article, up five inches of hair thickness Wenxin lights. The Naruto article can increase the thickness of chopsticks by one inch. Zhenguo articles can rise by an inch of finger thickness of the Wenxin lamp.

As for articles that have been passed on to the world, few people have written them.

It is rumored that the Xie family of the Eastern Jin Dynasty had a person named Xie Lingyun thousands of years ago, and when he was lifting people, he became a tribute from heaven with a song "Hill Fu" that spread all over the world, and became the world's pride in the Great Zhou Dynasty at that time. I just heard that he later wanted to replace the dynasty, and was suppressed by the Xie family in Wuyi Alley, and died depressed.

Chen Liang's poem has a good artistic conception, if it weren't for the fact that bamboo leaves are not like peach blossoms, I am afraid that this poem may be able to reach the realm of Dafu.

......

The article meeting continued, and Chen Liang threw bricks and jade to make a good song. The rest of the people are naturally not to be outdone, but the poems with the theme of peach blossoms have been flooded, and it is extremely difficult to bring forth the new.

Zhang Yi sat quietly aside, and saw many scholars singing and chanting poems, as if he had returned to the past. Thousands of students of the Holy Academy, such a literary meeting would be held every three or five days, and the sound of reading in the Holy Academy at that time was probably not comparable to the entire Great Zhou Dynasty combined.

"Xiao Yi, have you thought of a poem?" Zhang Lin lightly bumped Zhang Yi, and he also opened his mouth to compose a poem, but it didn't cause much reaction.

Zhang Yi came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet." Again. I'm not going to be in the limelight. ”

"Then how can it be done...... Zhang Lin hurriedly came to Zhang Yi's side and said eagerly, "There are a lot of people from the Chen Mansion who came today, and they have just participated in the poetry fight. You see, that guy over there is the second son of the Chen Mansion, who is laughing at us. ”

Zhang Yi followed Zhang Lin's finger and saw a blue-clothed man about thirty years old not far away looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of disdain. Seeing Zhang Yi looking at him, he laughed even more presumptuously with a few readers beside him.

"Xiaosheng Zhang Yi, with an idea, wrote a poem, please taste it. Zhang Yi stood up and bowed to everyone present, and after that, he deliberately arched his hand towards the Chen Mansion and a few people.

Several people in the Chen Mansion cut off, especially the second son of the Chen Mansion, who was already ready in his heart, no matter what kind of splendid article Zhang Yi made, he would definitely suppress it. So Zhang Yi's salute, they pretended to turn a blind eye.

Xia Chengfeng and Xie Yu sat in the first seat, their eyes wandering over Zhang Yi. What kind of amazing poems will this genius make from heaven?

"Zhang Yi, he is the talent who descended that day?!"

"It turned out to be him, I said Feng Qiao, the two talented people, and the person who made the county words just now, why did he treat him like a guest. ”

"Polite and courteous, worthy of being a descendant of a wealthy family. ”

When the readers heard Zhang Yi introduce himself, they hurriedly returned the salute and signaled Zhang Yi to invite first. The attitude of the people in the Chen Mansion turning a blind eye made others extremely despised, but above the Wenhui, they tried not to offend the people of the Chen Mansion.

"Ah Yi, can't you even help it?" Feng Chonglou looked at Zhang Yi with a smile, he originally thought that Zhang Yi would have to brew for a while, but who knew that he would stand up and compose a poem so early.

Qiao Juzheng and Chen Liang naturally looked expectant.

Zhang Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the fan of Fengzhonglou, and said loudly: "Set up a green ox cart and sing a peach mountain." He drank good wine and was not ashamed. ”

The second son of the Chen Mansion was pretending to drink and turned a blind eye to Zhang Yizuo's poems. Who knew that Zhang Yi suddenly came to the sentence "Monkey drinks fine wine", and he was so angry that he squirted out a mouthful of wine.

"Please comment. ”

Zhang Yi also pretended not to see, bowed to the readers, knelt in place, and smiled silently.

The second son of the Chen Mansion was flushed, but he really looked like a monkey's ass.

Chen Fu is a top family that is about to be promoted to a wealthy family, and there is the one standing behind him, how dare the scholars present be offended, and they all smile and return the salute. As for the evaluation, forget it.

Most people don't dare to offend, and naturally there are no descendants of famous families like Feng Chonglou here.

Feng Chonglou picked up the fan, shook his head and stood up, and said, "Okay, good, this poem is very good." I waited for the ox cart to sing and get drunk, all eyes were on it, quite heroic, but I didn't expect to go up the mountain, I met a few monkeys, this monkey snatched the peach blossom wine, and also wanted to learn to drink, but I didn't know how red my butt was, and I really didn't know how ashamed I was. ”

"Well, well said!"

As soon as Feng Chonglou's words fell, some people applauded.

The second son of the Chen Mansion is angry, and the Feng Mansion is also a famous family, so he has no way to take the Feng Chonglou. But who is this applaudation, does he want to die?"

Xia Chengfeng stood up, stood up and applauded and said, "This is the famous wind genius, his words are incisive, and he can be regarded as solving my doubts." ”

"Oh, how do you say that?" Feng Chonglou saw Xia Chengfeng applauding, and couldn't help but treat him differently. The reputation of the White Horse Academy is extremely high, and Xia Chengfeng, as a disciple of the academy, did not even think about cheering for Zhang Yi and himself.

"This time, Dongshan Wenhui will fight poems, with peach blossoms as the theme. I just listened to Zhang Yi, I only heard that the peach blossoms were not seen in the peach mountain, and I was a little puzzled, listening to your explanation, I realized that it was peach blossom wine. ”

Xia Chengfeng smiled all over his face, as if he was really puzzled, and said, "The one sitting over there must be Qiao Juzheng Qiao's talent, you two, I don't know which college you want to apply for?"

Feng Chonglou saw Xia Chengfeng giving face like this, so he naturally returned the courtesy: "In the Fuliu Country, there is no academy comparable to the White Horse Academy." Ah Qiao and I naturally preferred White Horse Academy. ”

"Then I and Senior Brother Zhang Yi will definitely greet you at the gate of the academy. ”

"Thank you!"

Xia Chengfeng Chonglou and the two bowed, and then sat down with a bow.

Zhang Yi's song is nothing, he just wants to vent his anger. But he didn't expect Xia Chengfeng to help out, and this White Horse Academy attracted him a little.

But in Xia Chengfeng's words, there are other meanings. After all, this Dongshan Literary Conference is a grand literary meeting, this time the poem is themed on peach blossoms, Zhang Yi should make a peach blossom poem, if it is famous, it will be of great benefit to his literary name.

Chen Liang was born in a poor family, young and old, so he naturally heard this kindness, and he said in a low voice: "Zhang Yi, Feng Qiao, the two talented people made two Mingzhou Yongmei poems at the Dongshan Literary Conference three years ago, and they moved a state, and they were named as talented people. ”

Feng Chonglou looked at it with a smile, and Qiao Juzheng nodded frequently, all supporting Zhang Yi to make another song.

"Don't hurry, wait for them to come first. If I speak one after another, I will inevitably be a little confused. Zhang Yi picked up his wine glass and invited a few people to drink together.

Many readers are not very good at writing poems when they see the sky descending from the sky, and they have become a lot more courageous, and they have expressed their poems that have been brewing for a long time.

The second son of Chen Mansion cleaned up his mood, but prepared a good peach blossom poem, which reached the level of going out of the county, and it was probably not far from Dafu, which attracted bursts of applause from everyone.

Zhang Yi smiled, stood up, and arched his hand towards Xia Chengfeng: "I have just been reminded by Xia Juren, Yi is like an initiation, and he has gained a lot. After thinking about it, it should be a peach blossom poem to be presented to the literary meeting. ”

"Groan!" Xia Chengfeng was clean and neat.

Xie Yu sat on the side and was generous, she rarely saw her smile in the whole literary meeting, and only a few poems that reached the county level, she chuckled and applauded. At this moment, Zhang Yi stood up again, she became interested and stared at Zhang Yi curiously.

When the sky descends to show talents, it is not only the talent that waits for learning.

Whether it is "The Noble Son of the Poor Family" or "Persuasion Poems", Xie Yu is very amazing. The four words of the noble son of the poor family express the dreams of many children of the poor family, and persuade to learn poetry, even after ten thousand years, I am afraid that some people will sing the sentence "There will be no seeds, and men should be self-reliant".

Zhang Yi raised his feet and walked towards the Liuyu Pavilion, where a peach tree grew obliquely on one side, and the peach blossoms on it were extremely brilliant.

After approaching, Zhang Yi gently plucked a peach blossom and walked towards Xie Yu.

"Last year, in this pavilion today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. ”

"The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Zhang Yi recited poetry as he walked, and when he walked in front of Xie Yu, the whole poem was just finished. He leaned over and handed the peach blossoms to Xie Yu, and said softly: "This bouquet of peach blossoms is particularly pretty, and it really matches Miss Xie very well." ”