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What kind of war poem does "Fixing the Storm" belong to? Is this an idiot question that Lin Chenmo asked?

Suddenly, someone subconsciously said, "Naturally, it's a demon slaying poem." But soon, the person who spoke just kept silent, "No, it's not a demon slaying poem!"

"It's a poem that inspires the three armies!"

Someone replied again, "Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Pingsheng, this is naturally an inspiration for the poetry of the three armies, at that moment, I don't seem to be afraid of the 'demon corpse miasma rain'." ”

"Wait~"

Suddenly, someone said, "This is obviously a marching poem, bamboo canes and sandals are lighter than horses, and even bamboo canes and straw sandals can move faster than horses, isn't it a marching poem?"

All of a sudden, there were different opinions. At this point, no one felt that Lin Chenmo's previous question was idiotic, because as he said, they couldn't define which kind of war poem this "Fixing the Storm" belonged to.

Lin Chenmo smiled bitterly and came to Fang Xiaoli's side.

Fang Xiaoli's face was also helpless, and he spread his hands lightly and said, "I don't know either." ”

"Fang Xiaoli, since this poem "Fixing the Storm" was written by you, it is up to you to define it. ”

"Is this okay?" Fang Xiaoli said confusedly.

At this time, a Xiucai walked out, "It's inappropriate, but now there is no way to define what kind of war poems you "Ding Feng Bo", according to the rules once set by the Dongshu Mansion and the Taixue Palace, you can choose this kind of list by yourself for future generations." ”

"I see. Fang Xiaoli had not been in contact with the two academies earlier, and he didn't know about it, but after hearing about it this time, he nodded slightly, and then thought about it again, and then said, "Since "Fixing the Storm" is used to calm the wind and rain, and the poem contains the equivalent effect of 'inspiring the three armies' and 'marching', it is better to call it 'Wind and Rain Poetry', what do you think?"

Lin Chenmo chewed on the four words of 'Wind and Rain Poetry', half loudly, clapped his hands and praised, "Praise!"

"Great praise!"

Several literati nodded at the same time.

Only then did Fang Xiaoli speak, "Then define "Fixing the Storm" as a poem of wind and rain. ”

The wind rises, the clouds surge.

Everyone was shocked.

"Could it be that the 'Demon Corpse Miasma Rain' is coming again?"

"No, you see, this is the spirit of Haoran! There is a great Confucian coming!" Someone with sharp eyes found that a figure appeared in the wind and clouds, with hair and eyebrows, with a bit of elegance and dust, surrounded by him, there are endless words, and in his hands, he is holding a golden room, which looks majestic and extraordinary, with the smell of books, which makes people yearn for it.

"Look, it's the Golden House!"

"It's really the Golden House! So the person who came is Shao Daru of the Taixue Palace?"

"Hey, that's the Golden House, rumored to be, if you have the ability to enter the Golden House to study, you can go outside for a year a day, it's really a holy place for learning, and it is said that on the bookshelves in the Golden House, there are many Confucian remarks and approvals, which are easy for us to understand, but unfortunately we don't have this opportunity. ”

"It's just that the Great Confucianism is coming, what is the so-called thing......?

Someone boldly guessed, and instantly set their eyes on Fang Xiaoli.

"Where is Fang Xiaoli?"

The majestic voice sounded, the sound was not loud, but it ran through the first realm of the entire 'Demon Hunting Field', where the sound passed, everything recovered, and the whole world seemed to become a paradise on earth.

Fang Xiaoli stepped forward a few steps and hurriedly said, "Student Fang Xiaoli is here." ”

In front of any great Confucian, semi-saint, or saint, but anyone who reads should regard himself as a 'student', and should not step up. Even if Fang Xiaoli and Shao Bowen are familiar with each other, in front of so many people, they must not break the rules.

Shao Bowen raised a smile on his face silently, and then he spoke, "Fang Xiaoli wrote "Fixing the Storm" for the benefit of all the people, and even formed a 'wind and rain poem', and because of his meritorious service, Taixue Palace and Dongshufu gave Xiucai an identity, a second-order literary product, and a foot of literary spirit!"

A black light descended.

Black mang's second product!

At the same time, Fang Xiaoli's literary atmosphere continued to rise, and his two-inch literary tone directly jumped to one foot and two inches, which was several times higher.

At the same time, a ray of light enveloped Fang Xiaoli inside, and outsiders couldn't see it clearly.

Shao Bowen laughed without an image, "Congratulations." ”

"Thank you, Senior Shao. ”

Shao Bowen waved his hand, and then said, "In fact, as early as when you wrote "Jiangchengzi", you had the ability to be promoted to Xiucai, but at that time, I was afraid that you would be complacent and waste your talent, so you were not canonized, and "Man Jianghong" is the same, but your authorship cannot be announced, and you are afraid of great turmoil. ”

Fang Xiaoli nodded lightly, naturally understanding that there is no fame, but I am afraid that there will be many readers who will not be convinced, and then there will be a debate, if the identity of the author of "Man Jianghong" is exposed, naturally no one will be unconvinced, but in the same way, he will also be in dire straits, and the demon clan will be eyeing him.

"Just understand. Shao Bowen said, "But this time the wind and rain poem "Fixing the Storm" is different, it is not as majestic as "Man Jianghong", it can destroy demons, even if it is exposed, no one is dissatisfied, originally this time Lao Qu came with me, but if the two major academies are here to award a scholar with the status of 'Xiucai', it is too appalling." ”

"Then why are you Senior Shao coming, Senior Qu?"

"Haha, let's guess boxing, he lost to me......" Shao Bowen laughed.

Fang Xiaoli was stunned, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.

"Fang Xiaoli, I have discussed with Old Man Qu about whether you are a demon clan, and it is no big deal, even the 'Holy Courtyard' is willing to accept you, why can't we, not to mention that you have contributed a lot to the human race, and you have already put aside the identity of the demon clan, at this point, Taixue Palace and Dongshu Mansion will definitely be on your side. ”

"Thank you, two seniors. Fang Xiaoli hurriedly moved, his heart full of gratitude.

"Actually, I don't want to give you the status of 'Xiucai' so early, it's just that the 'Demon Hunting Field'" is too dangerous, having a second-grade literary position is enough for you to protect yourself in the first five realms, the hope of my human race, I don't want to die prematurely. Shao Bowen said.

"Yes. Fang Xiaoli nodded humbly.

"In that case, I will take my leave. ”

"Seniors go slowly!"

The next moment, the light disappeared, and Shao Bowen rode away in the Golden House.

It was only at this time that everyone who came back to their senses congratulated one after another.

"Fang Xiucai, congratulations. ”

"Congratulations!"

“......”

Fang Xiaoli said, "Thank you." ”

After another moment, Lin Chenmo stepped forward and asked, "Fang Xiucai, what are you going to do next?"

"I want to keep going, the more I hunt the demon clan, the more benefits of the empowerment will be in the future, and I don't want to give up this opportunity. Fang Xiaoli replied.

"You saved my life, and I'll go with you. ”

Fang Xiaoli turned around again and said, "I don't force you to stay, you can leave on your own after a month, Fang Sheng who wants to be with me can't guarantee your life, but Fang Sheng promises that he will do his best to protect your integrity." ”