Although "Silent Night Thoughts" is a masterpiece that has been praised through the ages, it is still a small poem due to the limitation of its scale, and it does not have the energy to invite the moon, so when Jiang Zhong felt the spurting out of the literary atmosphere, he was really taken aback.

Then Wen Qi circled the top of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, invited the bright moon in the sky, and led down a pillar of light from the sky, pouring into his body from the top of his head, which shocked Jiang Zhong inexplicably.

However, at this time, Jiang Zhong did not have the extra time to think about the reason behind the vision of Inviting the Moon, because after the Wen Qi and the Moon Hua entered the body, the regeneration of the supernatural scene in the body, first the Wen Qi generated from "Silent Night Thoughts" did not disperse at will as usual, but suddenly exploded, and suddenly exploded into a terrifying ocean, and then the moonlight pillar submerged into the ocean, scattered into sparkling waves, swaying and gradually dissipating, and finally the light disappeared, the waves subsided, and everything returned to silence and darkness.

After a while, a round of bird's egg-sized moon slowly rose from the sea, although the moon is small, the light is not weak, the brilliance is sprinkled, instantly illuminating the entire sea surface, the bright moon and the sea reflect each other, freeze a vast picture of "the moon rising from the sea".

Jiang Zhong's deeply shocked mind slowly calmed down, and an indescribable quiet and peaceful aura traveled throughout his body, and his body and mind were all smooth.

In the autumn of 5125 in the Julian calendar, Jiang Zhong, the seventh prince of Jiang State, awakened his courage in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, but the gall was not gold, silver, or iron, but the "moonlight gall" condensed by the essence of Yuehua bathing in the sea of literature, which can be called the first case in history.

Soon the sea of illusion dissipated, and the moonlight slowly faded, and at this moment, Jiang Zhong vaguely sensed that there was a soybean-sized Venus hanging below Xiao Yue, and was about to carefully identify it, when the vision disappeared suddenly, not only the sudden soybean could not be seen, but even the Wen Gu that had just awakened was also hidden.

Jiang Zhong tried to close his eyes and look inward, but naturally to no avail, in the text, Jiang Zhong's literary courage was just formed, and the gathered literary qi was only a couplet, a five-character poem, which was not enough to perform the method of literary qi and hun body;

Therefore, Jiang Zhong closed his eyes and looked inward at this time, and the result was a self-evident "black eyes".

"What is that soybean? Is it a golden martial spirit?"

Jiang Zhong couldn't help but wonder in his heart, since the courage had been awakened, why did he condense a golden martial spirit?

Could it be that the courage and courage can coexist?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhong's mind suddenly flashed a person, to be exact, a Taoist priest - I don't know people!

According to Jiang Zhong's memory in this life, this "unknown person" is the closest to the present time, and he is also the most famous genius who has both literary courage and martial arts.

According to rumors, he had already been admitted to the martial arts champion before participating in the Great Literary Meeting, and then the scientific examination, it was to the deer singing twenty-two sounds, opening eight trees and apricot blossoms in the middle of the two yuan, and finally awakening the Dacheng literary courage in the Great Literary Meeting, a poem and an article gathered majestic literary atmosphere, lighting up the gold list in one fell swoop, and won the champion of the literary list with ** good results, achieving the first place in the civil and military arts, and shaking the three clans.

Subsequently, he was a university scholar for a year and a generalissimo for a year, "very boring", so he resigned and went to the other side to become a Taoist priest, calling himself "I don't know people", I don't know anything about the past, and since then I have been in love with the mountains and rivers and traveled all over the world.

Jiang Zhong was limited by his identity, and it was difficult to see and hear comprehensively, but from his few memories, he could definitely judge that the courage and martial spirit could indeed coexist, and there was a sense of foil and integration between each other's cultivation.

Knowing that he couldn't look inside, Jiang Zhong no longer continued to do useless work, walked to the window, looked at the moonlit night of Jiang Gong from afar, only to see the bright moon and breeze outside the window, the sky and the ground were clean, the weather was different from what he had seen before, and he was appreciating, and he heard the words "Daddy and Mother at home" intermittently in his ears, and looked sideways, but it was two little maids passing by in the verandah in the distance chatting, it stands to reason that even at night, they can't hear their conversation at such a distance, let alone see their figures.

Just thinking about it, my heart moved again: ""Silent Night Thoughts" has been handed down, relying on its simple language and far-reaching meaning, which has expressed the universal resonance of wanderers for thousands of years, as for the poem to invite the moon, it always seems a little lucky, but there is another sentence called 'here and this scene', this little poem is not only about homesickness, looking at the world, the strongest, most tangible, and densest place of homesickness is not the most unsightly palace?"

Jiang Zhong figured out this verse, nodded to himself, and thought to himself: ""Silent Night Thoughts" can invite the moonlight to come, naturally because it coincides with the strong resonance of homesickness of countless people in this palace.

In any case, now that we have awakened our courage, we should nurture and nourish it as soon as possible to make it stronger, so that we can save my mother from the sea of suffering as soon as possible. ”

Integrating the memories of Jiang Zhong in this life, although he has not met his mother who was locked up in the Hanyu Palace, the admiration in his heart is spontaneous, and it is no different from before.

"Jiang Zhong, what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhonggang was determined to save his mother, when he suddenly heard someone talking behind him, he was taken aback, turned around, and saw a girl in a bright red dress standing there, looking at him with a smile.

"Red, Nine...... Princess, when did you come?"

The girl in front of her is named Jiang Hongdie, the ninth princess of Jiang Guo, and Prince Yutang and Prince Yulu were all born to Queen Wei.

"Just came. Casually, he walked to the window and looked up at the moon that had risen to the middle of the sky: "At this time, the spirit of the moon is the clearest. ”

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Hongdie looked at Jiang Zhong with a smile again, and said, "I was just watching the stars with my master, and suddenly I saw a piece of moonlight descending and falling here, so I came over to see if I was curious, did Seventh Brother write a poem to invite the moon?"

The master in Jiang Hongdie's mouth is the national teacher of Jiang Guo, the master of Xingchen Pavilion Zhuge Xingchen, there are nine princes and princesses of Jiang Wang, but Zhuge only accepts the nine princesses as the only heirs in accordance with the ancestral rules of Xingchen Pavilion, and the rest of the princes and princesses also want to apprentice, but the national teacher does not agree, and even Emperor Jiang's face is not good.

Jiang Zhong had felt that the Ninth Princess was unfathomable before, but now this impression is even more significant, at this time, hearing her suddenly call herself "Seventh Brother", he was slightly vigilant, but his face was silent, and he pointed to the manuscript paper on the table and said: "I suddenly felt something, and I wrote a poem by hand." ”

"Oh, I'll see. As he spoke, he walked over to read the poem, read it again, and said strangely: "'Bow your head and think of your hometown', isn't the hometown of the seventh brother in this palace?

Jiang Zhong recognized the appearance and color, knowing that the ninth princess, who had been loved by her father and mother since she was a child, could not understand the meaning of the poem, nor did she explain, smiling and acquiescing.

Red Butterfly stretched out her hand to grab Jiang Zhong's wrist, and was about to speak, when she heard someone outside shouting: "It's water!

Jiang Hongdie frowned slightly, and said, "I'll go and have a look, and I'll talk to Seventh Brother when I come back." ”

As he spoke, he leaned over, and floated out of the window so lightly, Jiang Zhong was slightly stunned, and then slowly raised his right arm, looking meaningfully at the wrist that Jiang Hongdie had held, at this time, the golden bean in his body suddenly jumped.