After a while, the guard with the letter of recommendation walked out of the academy and spoke to Wushan in a much gentler tone.

"Please follow me!"

Wu Shan bowed, straightened his clothes again, did not squint, raised his head and chest, and followed in.

The guards led Wushan to the door of a school house, made a gesture of invitation, and then withdrew.

Wu Shan bowed again, and then walked into the schoolhouse.

In front of the main hall of the school, one person is in the center, one is on the left, and one is on the right, sitting three middle-aged blue-clothed scholars, all with high crowns and bundled hair, sitting there, there is a bookish breath constantly coming.

After Wu Shan quickly glanced at the three scholars, he hurriedly clasped his hands in front of his chest and bowed from front to back.

"Student Wushan, I've seen a few teachers!"

No one spoke, and the three scholars in front of the hall were all looking at Wushan.

It's not that Wushan is handsome and chic, nor how elegant and outstanding Wushan's temperament is, but because the letter of recommendation handed over by Wushan is from Chu Qingyi.

Chu Qingyi is a well-known talented woman in Qinglu Academy, and to be recommended by Chu Qingyi, the three scholars all want to know what is special about Wushan.

After the three scholars finished looking at Wushan, their eyes exchanged glances, and the scholar in the middle spoke.

"No need to be polite!"

The voice is peaceful, faint and distant, and the opening gives people the feeling of a literati.

"Your name is Wushan?"

"It's the students!"

The scholar in the center nodded, looked at Wu Shan and continued to ask.

"Is there a [Wen Dou Book]?"

"Yes!"

While answering this question, Wu Shan had already taken out the [Wen Dou Book] from his arms, bowed down and handed it out.

"Is it really condensed [Wenqi Dadou]?"

When the middle-aged scholar asked this question, there was a little more solemnity in his voice, as if this question was more important and serious than all the previous questions.

"Student sure!"

Wu Shan raised his head and looked at the middle-aged scholar, his eyes were intent, full of confidence, and his voice was calm and powerful.

The middle-aged scholar looked at Wushan, nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said.

"There are both [Wen Dou Shu] and [Wen Qi Da Dou], I have no problem here."

After the middle-aged scholar finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the senior scholar sitting on his left.

The bachelor on the left nodded slightly, looked at Wushan, and said.

"I will prepare the four treasures of the study room for you, and within half an hour, you can compose a poem and manifest your chest Chinese fight with literary qi."

Wu Shan was stunned when he heard this, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he hurriedly bowed.

The bachelor on the left ignored the ecstasy on Wu Shan's face and looked at the bachelor on the right.

The bachelor on the right looked at Wushan, and then looked outside the door, a spring breeze blew, and the bachelor on the right smiled and said.

"It coincides with today's spring equinox, so you can write a poem on this topic!"

When the words fell, the bachelor on the left waved his hand, and a square table appeared in front of Wushan, and there was a set of excellent four treasures of the study on the square table.

The so-called four treasures of the study room are pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

However, Wushan felt that the four treasures of the study should be changed to the five treasures of the study, and a table should be added after the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

And this table is the table.

How can you write without a desk? Right?

It is said that Wu Shan looked at the five treasures of the study room that appeared in front of him in amazement, and suddenly found that the [Wen Dou Book] in his hand was gone, Wu Shan looked at the three scholars in front of the main hall, and found that his [Wen Dou Shu Shu] and the letter of recommendation were lying quietly on the long table in front of them.

Wu Shan retracted his gaze and carefully looked at the four treasures of the study on the square table.

Good stuff! Great stuff!

Wu Shan cautiously stepped forward, looked at a drop of turquoise ink that had been ground in the inkstone, his eyes widened, and he shouted in surprise: "Spirit ink? ”

The three scholars in front of the main hall looked at Wushan, and they were all indifferent.

It seems that Wushan has never seen the world, and in their opinion, it is just a trivial matter.

"You've only got half an hour!"

The bachelor on the left kindly reminded Wushan, and when Wushan heard this, he immediately realized that his performance just now was a little inappropriate, and his fuss was afraid that all of them fell into the eyes of the three scholars.

Wu Shan stood up straight, bowed to the three scholars, then took a deep breath and adjusted his state.

In fact, I don't blame Wushan, these things are simply the most expensive luxury goods for Wushan, who can't get enough to eat.

Wu Shan stood in front of the square table, pondered for a quarter of an hour, and finally chose the poem he wanted to write.

So, Wu Shan picked up the pen, but his hand immediately stopped in mid-air.

Wu Shan looked at his big hand in surprise, to be precise, looking at the jade pen in his hand, the weight was just right, like an extension of his fingers, this feeling made Wu Shan intoxicated.

After being stunned for a while, Wu Shan came back to his senses, and then lightly dipped it in the green spirit ink in the inkstone with a face full of surprise.

The jade pen was raised, the nib of the pen was full of ink, but the green spirit ink in the inkstone did not decrease in the slightest.

In this short period of time, Wushan has adjusted his state to the peak.

Put the pen down, go smoothly, and do it in one go!

Wu Shan looked at the four lines of poetry he had written, and felt very satisfied.

The top and bottom are neat, the front and back are flush, the size is the same, and there are some reckless temperaments of Wushan himself mixed between the lines.

Call......

Slowly exhaling a breath, Wu Shan looked up at the three scholars sitting in the main hall.

However, it was empty, and there was no one.

Before Wu Shan could be surprised, a faint comment came from behind him.

"The pen is smart, the gesture is smooth, not bad!"

"The pen walks the dragon and snake, strong and upright, it's okay!"

"The size is neat, reckless, and a little interesting!"

This is the comment of three scholars on Wushan calligraphy, different people, different angles, different comments.

For Wushan, who can't afford to buy the four treasures of the study, the only thing he can do is to practice good handwriting.

At the same time, this is also Wushan's greatest effort to lose at the starting line, Wushan hopes that his good hand can shorten the distance with those proud sons of the sky.

At this moment, a blue light jumped out of the paper, and the blue light was two feet and three feet long, and it burrowed into the [Wenqi Bucket] in Wushan's chest with a bang.

Wushan was directly fixed on the spot, the blue light that was two feet and three feet long was the talent born of Wushan's poems, and at this moment the talent was absorbed by the [Wenqi Dadou], and Wushan's whole person seemed to have entered a state similar to enlightenment.

Outside world, watching Wushan absorb two feet and three feet of cyan talent, a white bucket loomed in his chest, and the eyes of the three scholars showed expressions of surprise, appreciation, and joy.

The three scholars did not say a word, and stood quietly around Wushan, faintly forming a triangle, and actually had the intention of guarding Wushan.

At the same time, the three scholars also turned their attention to the poem that Wushan had just written on the square table.

"The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, and it will be prosperous as soon as it arrives. Come to sweep the snow of thousands of mountains and return to the flowers of all countries. ”