"Don't be surprised that your work was copied without your consent. Zong De said with a smile.

Of course, Chu Qianqiu didn't have anything to blame, but he didn't know what Zong De meant. Zong De also saw his confusion, and said: "The qualifications you have shown show show that the cultural context is strong, and my Luoshen Wenxuan is a four-star Wenxuan, even the Taishu Xuanhuang Continent is second to none, if there is an old man's recommendation, it will definitely be regarded as the core, and the future is limitless." ”

Chu Qianqiu finally understood what Zong De meant, what connection should Luoshui Academy have with Luo Shen Wenxuan, Zong De himself and Luo Shen Wenxuan's Xuan Master may have a good personal relationship, and Zong De also mistakenly thought that Chu Qianqiu wanted to use him to throw bricks and lead jade, and recommend himself to Luo Shen Wenxuan.

"I really came to Luoshui Academy to report. Chu Qianqiu repeated this sentence with a sincere face.

Zong De and the others looked at each other, and they all sat up, seeing Chu Qianqiu's sincerity.

"Young man, you must know that Luoshen Wenxuan is a four-star Wenxuan, our Luoshui Academy is just one of its academies, and its strength cannot be compared at all, you have to think clearly. ”

Wenxuan is a noble place, but also a mysterious place, with many industries under it, and a wide range of involvement, otherwise it would not make the world yearn for and fear. There are many scholars in Wenxuan, and all the scholars in the academy are monks, so it can be said that the academy is the direct output of power for Wenxuan, or a place to train thugs, otherwise even if it is a Jiupin literary master, no one will practice the exercises he writes, and it will be the same as what he doesn't have.

Chu Qianqiu naturally thought clearly, because he was not a real literary master, those exercises were the result of his ten years of hard study, if he had to be labeled as a literary teacher, he could also say the past, because he really had a cultural context in his body, but it was extremely pitiful, with his qualifications, he would not exceed the realm of a second-grade literary teacher in his lifetime.

"There's nothing to think about, I just came to the academy to cultivate. Chu Qianqiu said seriously.

Chu Shizheng, the director of the Supervision Department of the Academy, frowned, he glanced at Dean Zongde, hesitated slightly, and said: "You can write such a long poem at a young age, and you have a first glimpse of the realm of the three-grade literary master, but the cultural context is powerful, but as we all know, the literary context is one of the three great veins, the literary master does not have the talent for cultivation, and you insist on violating the Great Dao, I am afraid it will ......."

Before Chu Shizheng finished speaking, Chu Qianqiu heard what he meant, and saw a complete inkstone appear above his head.

"Your predecessors have already seen my realm, the peak of the Jade Mirror, although my qualifications are only perfect and not very outstanding, but it only took me less than four months from entering the country to the peak of the Jade Mirror. ”

There are two months in the Outer Valley, less than a month of retreat, more than a month in Bishan, and four months in full play! Chu Qianqiu can have such a realm, his luck is really good, or it can be said that fate favors him.

When the perfect inkstone appeared on the top of Chu Qianqiu's head, Zongde's eyes that seemed to be forever squinting suddenly widened, and when Chu Qianqiu finished saying that, he was so shocked that he almost stood up, and the other three were also shocked!

After living for more than a hundred years, he had never seen any scholar with such a strong cultivation talent, Zong De sighed in his heart, shocked! The next second, he didn't speak again, but personally went through the registration and admission procedures for Chu Qianqiu, and sent Chu Qianqiu to a luxurious room.

Chu Qianqiu looked at the room casually, there should be something, there should be something, there should be something, anyway, it was the ultimate luxury, the room was cleaned clean, spotless, after he placed his belongings, he began to meditate.

From the moment he stepped into Luoshui Academy, Chu Qianqiu found that the concentration of Yuan Mo essence here was at least ten times richer than that of the outside world, which was also an extremely important reason why Luoshui Academy became the largest academy in Gancheng.

He greedily absorbed the essence of Yuanmo, like a hungry child seeing breast milk, I don't know how long it took, Yuanmo was saturated, he opened his eyes suddenly, a figure flashed by the window, and he did not hesitate to break out of the window.

But where is there any figure, there is a note sandwiched between the gilded window, Chu Qianqiu opened the note and returned to the room.

"By the window, the academy Xiangfei Rock. ”

This is the content of the note, the handwriting is beautiful, it seems to be written by a woman, Chu Qianqiu frowned slightly, he couldn't remember which girl he knew in Gancheng, besides, he first came to Luoshui Academy, and he didn't know anyone, how could he receive such a note inexplicably, Chu Qianqiu was really moved very inexplicably.

But he went anyway, what if there was a real affair.

When the night moon and stars were scarce, Chu Qianqiu asked left and right and finally found the location of Xiangfei Rock, but the people who pointed the way looked at him like idiots, and some people's expressions were even a little frightened, as if they had seen a ghost, and later he learned that Xiangfei Rock was a forbidden place in the academy.

Xiangfei Rock was in the deepest part of the academy, Chu Qianqiu walked for a long time, passed through a forest, and came to a place where flowers bloomed, and he could vaguely see a tall rock, obscured by ethereal clouds.

"Luoshui Academy really hides the dragon and crouching tiger, and there is such a mysterious place. Chu Qianqiu muttered in his heart and didn't stop.

A hundred steps later, he saw a poem, a poem paved with flowers, but the poem was not beautiful, with moonlit nights, smoke clouds, and even a little infiltrating.

"Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation".

Seeing this poem, Chu Qianqiu was suddenly stunned, he stood still, as if petrified, only from his eyes could he see that he was a living thing, his eyes were sad, and he had turned into a river......

Finally, he moved, he plucked the blooming flowers, and laid out a poem.

"Lonely Wutong Deep Courtyard Lock Qingqiu".

Then he went on another hundred paces, and another poem paved with flowers.

"Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost."

Chu Qianqiu sighed to the moon, his white scholar's clothes were smeared with green leaves, infected with red flowers, his boots were stained with mud, his eyes were slightly red, he picked countless flowers, and fell full of love.

"Seeking and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable."

He hesitated slightly, and added another sentence, "Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing from east to west, north and south."

He is still walking forward, walking into the depths of a hundred flowers, still a hundred steps, or a poem paved with flowers.

"The horn is cold, and the night is cold. Afraid of people asking, crying and pretending to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!".

Tears had already flowed, and he wrote, "The peach blossoms are falling, and the pond is free." Although the mountain league is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, Mo, Mo!"

This was written by Lu You to Tang Wan, who would he write to?

......

......

"The beloved can't be called".

He went on to write, "Heaven and earth are united, but dare to be with the king!".

Then, he sprinkled a path of flowers and a trail of verses.

"Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. ”

"The daughter buys the same thing, and who will complain about this situation. ”

"Acacia is a no-nonsense word, don't waste tears on the flower note. ”

"The night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender. ”

......

......

In the end, he wrote, "Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love".

Then, see a beautiful woman on the side of the rock.

Under the moonlit night, wearing a green coat as thin as cicada wings and as light as snow, the hair is as light as the moon covered by the clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind.

(It's a tangled chapter, Chu Qianqiu and Yin Qingyi reunited, I really don't know how to write, especially the last part, I wanted to write the taste of romance, but the result ...... ）