The warbler flies and the grass grows, the trees are shady, and the early spring season is a good time to go green. Twenty miles outside Lin'an City, a row of carriages stopped at the foot of a green mountain.

"When the children arrive, get out of the car. The Master came down from the carriage and shouted as he stood by the side of the road.

"Okay, it's finally here. ”

"Haha, it's finally time to get out of town. ”

In the sound of frolicking, the carriage door opened, and the children walked down from the carriage with the support of the servants, and looked at the green trees and red flowers on the side of the post road with novelty. Every year during the Spring Festival, the master would take the children in the school to sit in a carriage and go to the suburbs, where teachers and students would recite poems together, entertaining and entertaining.

"Brother Jun Xuan, let's get out of the car too. In the front row of the convoy, Luo Qiyan called. Lin Junxuan nodded, waved his hand, and motioned that he didn't need the help of the servant, and walked down from the carriage. Behind Lin Junxuan, there is Luo Chang.

"I think I hear the sound of water, there should be a river nearby. Luo Chang got down from the carriage, listened to it for a while, and said to Lin Junxuan.

"Well, I heard that too. Lin Junxuan nodded.

"Let's all come and stand, and we'll go up the hill later. The master in front of him said loudly.

"The master is calling, let's go over first, and then go look for the river later," Luo Chang said.

"Okay, okay, I'm going too. Luo Qiyan jumped. The three of them walked side by side to the place where the Master was. Lin Junxuan and Luo Chang's brothers and sisters have been together for more than three years, and the relationship between the two parties is not like a master and slave, but more like a brother and sister.

The children gathered together and followed the master along the path through the grass to the top of the mountain, leaving the servants to guard the carriage at the foot of the mountain.

"Everyone get together, don't get separated,...... "Every year in the spring, the master has to tell him again, but as soon as the children leave the city, their hearts are wild, and they can still listen to what the master says." These children are the children of the nobles of Lin'an City, but because of their young age, they have always been grounded at home, and it is also for this reason that every day when the master and son step into spring, it is the time that the children are looking forward to.

"Chirp!!" Some children casually pulled a blade of grass from the side of the path and put it in their mouths, making a crisp sound like a birdsong, and some children broke off the branches hanging from the trees from the side of the road, made a crown and wore it on their heads, frolicking all the way, so lively. The Master smiled silently on the sidelines, and it was only at this time of the year that the Master seemed to be tainted with the joy of the children and became less rigid.

All the way to the top of the mountain, the warm breeze blows, at the foot of the mountain, a stream passes through the blooming peach forest, meanders, flows into the distance, above the woods, a few swiftlets pass by, in the distance, faintly visible a grass house, a few years of peace, Lin'an City also presents a thriving scene.

The master stood on the top of the mountain, bathed in the spring breeze, looking into the distance, and couldn't help but be poetic for a while: "Chi said that the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants." The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks. He stroked his beard with his hand and smiled silently.

"Good poems, good poems, Master is really a good poem. A child in a fancy costume shouted in the shade of the tree, and came out, followed by several servants of fifteen or sixteen years old. Lin Junxuan heard the sound and looked at it, it turned out that Li Hailong of the Pingding Palace.

"Hehe," the master heard Li Hailong's praise, and his beard was shaking, and he was very happy: "It's rare to travel today, I have also taught you poetry and articles, everyone come to compose poems, it doesn't matter if you don't do well, I won't blame you." ”

"The Master said, let's compose poems together and let the Master comment. Li Hailong echoed, and looked at Luo Qiyan's brothers and sisters quite provocatively after speaking.

"Hmph," Luo Qiyan turned his face away.

The master pondered for a moment and said, "It's too difficult, you can't do it, well, let's take the title of 'Yongshu', and it's not limited to the 'tree' on this mountain, as long as you have seen the tree, you can do it." ”

Beside Li Hailong, a cold young man in green clothes suddenly took a few steps forward and whispered in his ear beside Li Hailong, Li Hailong smiled and nodded silently.

"Brother, you see Li Hailong must have a bad idea again," Luo Qiyan said as he looked not far away.

"It's not the first time, so let him be. Luo Chang said indifferently.

Sure enough, Li Hailong took a step forward and said confidently: "Master, I'll do it first--there is a wisteria tree here, so I'll take the wisteria tree as the theme." ”

"Wisteria hangs on cloud trees, and flowers and vines are suitable for spring. Dense leaves hidden singing birds, fragrant wind to stay beautiful. After a song, Li Hailong winked at Luo Qiyan and grimaced. Behind him, the entourage on the side hurriedly applauded and shouted: "Good, good, good poems made by the prince!"

"Hmph," Luo Qi turned his face away in anger. The master listened to Li Hailong's poem, but his brows furrowed, this poem is good, but the last sentence of 'fragrant wind and beauty' has a trace of the breath of a prodigal son, this young age, is not good after all.

"This poem is well written!" the master frowned, but nodded, and did not praise it much. After that, he looked at Luo Chang, in the school, Luo Chang and Li Hailong were fighting with each other, this master knew, the child was just fighting, it was not a big deal, and the master did not stop it.

Luo Chang saw the master looking at himself, knowing that he hoped to make a poem. After bowing his head and pondering for a long time, Luo Chang pointed to a dead tree not far away and said, "Since the teacher said that the theme is trees, I will sing a song 'dead trees'." ”

"Who planted the ancient tree, the yin was reduced from the past. The root of the berry moss is half exposed, and the wind and rain festival is dangerous. The worm beetle will burrow, and the cicada will promote the decline of the leaves. Qiao Tong didn't need to talk about Shao Gongsi. After that, Luo Chang looked at the master.

The master stroked his beard and was silent in thought. Luo Chang's poem is decently done, not bad, but a little tricky, the whole poem, only the last two sentences 'The worm beetle will be the hole, and the cicada will cause the leaves to decline.' Qiao Tong didn't need to talk about Shao Gongsi. It's kind of a mood. The so-called 'Shao Gong' is the prince of the Yu Dynasty, assisting the last emperor of the Yu Dynasty, Yu Qianhuang, so that the Yu Dynasty has more than 60 years of peace and prosperity. It's a pity that after Shao Gong left, the Yu Dynasty suddenly fell apart, and then there were three hundred years of chaos. These secrets, ordinary people don't know, Luo Chang was born in the Purple Marquis Mansion, the Purple Marquis is the country's stock, and it is not surprising to know these secrets. Luo Chang's poem expresses his ambition in the poem, and he is willing to be the Duke of Shao, assist the king, and make the world enjoy peace.

The master is a Confucian student, and Confucianism takes governing the country and leveling the world as his responsibility, and Luo Chang can have this ambition and win the heart of the master. The master also nodded in his heart when he heard it, from this ambition, Luo Chang's intention was higher than Li Hailong's, but ambition is ambition, from the poem itself, Luo Chang is young after all, this poem is a bit tricky, on the poem itself, Li Hailong's poem is still higher than Luo Chang's, but Li Hailong's poem is a little frivolous, but it can't be praised.

"Yes, yes, the poems made by both of them are good, on par. It would be better if the poem could be revised at the end," the Master muttered for a long time, and gave a conclusion.

"Oh, the prince has won, or the son is powerful!" The master's last sentence was originally intended to advise Li Hailong to get rid of that frivolous atmosphere, but Li Hailong's entourage was used by Li Hailong's entourage as the basis for the master to evaluate Li Hailong's poems, and a group of people immediately cheered, and among the students, some of them were attached to the Pingding Palace, and they also cheered.

"Hmph, these guys are so proud, Brother Junxuan, can you help my brother?" Luo Qiyan looked at Lin Junxuan with an expectant face, in the past three years, Lin Junxuan and Luo Qiyan's brother and sister have faced each other day and night, and they have already had a deep relationship with each other. Lin Junxuan has always had the habit of reading ancient poems to nourish his spirit, and Luo Qiyan's brothers and sisters occasionally go to the wing room to see Lin Junxuan, and there are many times, and there are always a few times when they are recited poems, they hear them.

Although Lin Junxuan has repeatedly stated that he doesn't know how to make poems, but he has been heard more times, and it is futile to defend himself, so he admitted it. And Luo Chang seems to have heard something from his mother, thinking that he is after a certain family of poetry in the previous dynasty, these families have been educating children since childhood, under the influence of a strong family poetry culture, at a young age, knowledgeable and courteous, upright atmosphere, can recite poetry right, and it is not a strange thing to write well.

Since the master of the Hou Mansion decided that Lin Junxuan was a declining poetry family in the previous dynasty, he didn't mind that Luo Qiyan's brothers and sisters were too close to Lin Junxuan. After all, although the three hundred years of troubled times have drowned many poetic and scholarly families, they have not drowned out the influence of these poetic and scholarly families. After the establishment of the Hongji Dynasty, the Central Dragon Court sealed the world, creating countless princes and nobles, but after all, these emerging nobles still have a shallow foundation, and the poetry and etiquette are edified, and the scholarly background is also beyond the spur. And where is the right to despise these exiled families?

It's just that Lin Junxuan's performance is too outstanding, not like an ignorant child at all, if Lin Junxuan is actually a beggar from a muddy background, anyone who has been in contact with Lin Junxuan will not believe it, let alone Mrs. Ziyihou. Since Mrs. Ziyi Hou had already decided on this in her heart, Lin Junxuan would naturally not be stupid enough to deny it.

Luo Qiyan has always been scheming when he speaks, and he will say whatever he wants. In the three years of the mansion, Lin Junxuan once overheard Luo Qiyan say that she had seen herself before she entered the mansion, and after asking about it, she knew the reason why she was able to enter the mansion. I am more grateful to Luo Qiyan, Luo Qiyan's request is not excessive, Lin Junxuan naturally will not refuse.

"Hehe, okay. Let's wait and see what other poems are written over there. Lin Junxuan said with a smile.

"Brother Junxuan is so good," Luo Qiyan hugged Lin Junxuan's arm with a happy face.

A 'comparable' evaluation obviously didn't satisfy Li Hailong, and in a moment, there was movement on the side of the prince of Pingding.

"Master, I still have a poem," Li Hailong said not far away.

"Oh, what other poems will the prince have?" the master asked, but his eyes looked at the young man behind Li Hailong. Behind Wang Gongzi's disciples, there is always a group of people who give advice, which is already well-known. Li Hailong's poems are actually done by others, although the master knows it, but he doesn't say it.

Just like a march to a battle, when two armies meet, the commander under his command, and their respective staff members give advice, although the strategy comes from the hands of the staff, but the name is crowned on the body of each commander. Behind the prince's brother fighting poetry, it has always been a competition between the staff of the two sides, which is also a kind of competition in the strength of various provinces.

The master didn't expect these half-grown children to be able to chant many good poems, but he just wanted to take the opportunity of stepping on the spring to cultivate the competitive heart of these children in poetry.

"Master, Yongshu's poems have also been done, so it's better to change them. It's early spring, so you might as well compose a poem with the title of early spring, I don't know what the master thinks?" Li Hailong arched his hand and said to the master.

"Yes," the master nodded, standing with his hands in his hands. With the theme of early spring, it is a little more difficult. Since Li Hailong spoke, he was naturally prepared, and the master waited sideways.

"The willows are cloudy and drizzly, and the remnants of the flowers fall to see the warbler. Li Hailong groaned and looked at Luo Chang proudly.

With the theme of early spring, Li Hailong's poem is almost the same as the poem written by the master.

"Good, good, a 'spring breeze blows the hometown dream overnight, and chases the spring breeze to Lin'an'. The master nodded his head.

A group of noble children who followed King Pingding under the tree applauded and cheered, happier than they were praised by their masters. Li Hailong listened to his master's evaluation and looked at Luo Chang with a provocative expression.

Lin Junxuan groaned slightly, walked lightly to Luo Chang's side and whispered a few words in his ear, Luo Chang listened, glanced at Lin Junxuan with admiration, and then turned back to the master and said, "Master, I'm also done." ”

"Oh, come and listen. ”

"Sheng said that looking for the green mountains, the boundless scenery is new. Luo Chang stepped and groaned softly, the master heard these two points, nodded, this sentence is quite decent, and it is at the same level as Li Hailong, but Li Hailong's last sentence is very appropriate, Luo Chang is not able to pick up at the end of the sentence, but it is difficult to beat Li Hailong.

The boys also held their breath, waiting for Luo Chang's next sentence.

"Wait for leisure to know the east wind, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring!" Luo Chang groaned, and the stone broke the earth.

"Okay! good one' wait for leisure to know the east wind, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring!" the master high-fived and exclaimed, looking at Luo Chang with a shocked face. As soon as this sentence came out, the whole poem suddenly rose to a point of admiration. This kind of poem, let alone the master, even the literati and celebrities of the Hongji Dynasty may not be able to do it. Luo Chang's poem doesn't come out, but as soon as it comes out, Li Hailong's poem will be dwarfed.

"This poem can be a quatrain for the ages, Luo Chang has done a good job of this poem! After I go back, I will frame it with an inscription and send it to the Mansion of the Marquis of Ziyi, so that your mother can know about it!" The master couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Under the shade of the tree, the cold young man looked at Lin Junxuan with a shocked face, others didn't know, but he knew that this poem was actually made by Lin Junxuan. He is endowed with talent, but compared with Lin Junxuan's poem, he is suddenly overshadowed by the bright light and the bright moon!

Although the boys didn't know much about poetry, looking at the master's expression, they probably knew that this poem was amazing, and they all looked at Luo Chang with admiration, their eyes full of envy. You must know that the inscription is the greatest reward for the master's students, and the master has never done this before.

There is no need to compare with the poetry fight, just this poem, Luo Chang completely suppressed Li Hailong, making him completely lose his fighting spirit. Under the shade of the tree, Li Hailong hated his teeth, but he couldn't help it, he just glared at Lin Junxuan hatefully.

The master didn't expect the students to make some amazing verses, but when he got this quatrain, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, muttering to himself, and repeating it over and over again, 'When you know the east wind, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring!' suddenly found that the boys were still looking at themselves, woke up, and hurriedly said: "You are all scattered, go and play separately, remember not to go far." ”

"Oh!" the boys jumped and shouted for joy. For them, Doushi is just an episode, and the real protagonist is still going out to the spring.

"Let's go," Li Hailong waved his hand and left with a group of servants.

"Well, let's go to the peach grove at the foot of the mountain. Luo Qiyan proposed, and Lin Junxuan and Luo Chang nodded. Returning along the trail and passing by the carriage, Luo Chang suddenly stopped: "Or, bring the food box with you, let's go to the peach forest after swimming, and when we are hungry, we just have to eat." ”

"That's fine. Taking the food box from the carriage, the three of them walked together, and after walking for a while through the dense woods, they saw a clear stream carrying some fallen leaves and flowers, passing through the woods in the west.

"If you follow this stream, you will come to the peach forest. Lin Junxuan pointed to the small stream. About half a pillar of incense, the three of them really walked to the peach forest they had seen on the top of the mountain before. The peach grove is full of peach blossoms, and a layer of pink petals is spread on the ground, like a brocade carpet.

The three of them put the food box by the stream, spread out three pieces of cloth, and sat down by the stream to talk and laugh and enjoy themselves.

"I'm so hungry, let's eat. After playing for a while, Luo Qiyan stroked his stomach and said.

"Hehe, eat when you're hungry. Luo Chang said with a smile.

"Ahh

The three of them were about to go ashore, when suddenly they heard a frightened scream in the air, and the three of them turned around just in time to see a child falling from a cliff. At the same time, the sound of children screaming and crying came from the top of the mountain.

The three of them were shocked in their hearts, and they had no idea what was happening on the top of the mountain. The cries of terror and despair continued incessantly, and at this moment, the three of them suddenly heard the master's angry rebuke: "Who are you, and what do you want to do?" The angry rebuke lasted only a few moments, and then came to an abrupt end.

"Brother, I'm afraid!" Luo Qiyan hugged Luo Chang's arm tightly.

"Don't be afraid, is there a brother?" Luo Chang touched Luo Qiyan's head and comforted. But his face was also pale, Luo Chang was also a child after all, he had never experienced this situation, and he would panic in his heart.

"Brother, brother......" Luo Qiyan was burying her head in Luo Chang's arms, and suddenly poked her head out, pointed to the stream in front of her, and said in horror: "You, look at the ...... over there"

The two of them looked at Luo Qiyan's fingers, only to see a red 'torrent' rolling from upstream, and from the air, Lin Junxuan smelled a strong smell of blood—it was blood!

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