Liu Juzheng, a four-grade high Confucian, is an official worshipper in the Wind Pavilion, equivalent to the secretary of the prime minister's Zhongshu Ling and Zhongshu Shilang, and is also one of the candidates for the future prime minister.

He looks like he is forty years old, in fact, he is more than eighty years old, he is not tall, his appearance is not good, his figure is also slightly fat, he lingers all day long, he looks red, but his eyes are always gloomy.

Although Chen Yanjun met Liu Sheren for the first time, the original owner knew a lot about him.

Because before Yijiazi, Liu Juzheng, like the original owner, was a poor scholar from a small place.

Fifty years ago, Liu Juzheng visited flowers in high school, and then entered the country to supervise the Confucian classics.

Chang'an City, which has lived in Chang'an City with a strong aura for a long time, suddenly condensed one day and automatically entered the product, only then did he realize how talented he was!

At the age of twenty-three, he began to practice Confucianism and Taoism, and in just thirty years, he was promoted to the fourth-grade Confucian master, but unfortunately because he missed the golden cultivation age, he did not gain an inch in the next thirty years, and stopped at the fourth-grade Confucian master, one step away from the great Confucianism.

Ten years ago, he became an official in the Feng Pavilion, and he wanted to take the official road to climb power and gain power, and obtain cultivation resources and secret methods to practice.

It's a pity that he came from a humble background, his level of whiskers and horses is average, and he is unwilling to do real black-hearted things, so he has been an official for ten years, and he is still a sacrificer...... You must know that other people generally only have five or six grades.

In the past few years, I have been depressed, so I simply lie flat and linger in the land of fireworks......

Chen Yanjun suddenly realized that Liu Juzheng, a fourth-grade Confucian master in front of him, who was not good-looking, was already the pinnacle that the poor children of this society could climb.

It stands to reason that the fourth grade is not weak, but Chang'an City is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, there are more than 100 third-grade powerhouses, and a fourth-grade Confucian master with no background has to bow his head and behave.

However, what Chen Yanjun didn't know was that Liu Juzheng had recently met his nobleman, Mrs. Zhang.

If he can cling to Old Madam Zhang, he will be able to climb to Gonggong Qiu, enter the Shence Army to seek a real official position, and get more high-level cultivation resources to impact the three grades.

The three provinces and six departments, Fengge Luantai, have long been turned into a puppet organization that only obeys the orders of Gonggong Qiu.

This time, Liu Juzheng was secretly invited by the Zhang family to make twelve poems on twelve themes for Zhang Gongzi in advance.

Being drunk wasn't in the plans, though......

Huo Longwei shouted:

"This is Princess Heian!"

Only then did Liu Juzheng realize that what he said just now had insulted the princess, and he was so frightened that he woke up half of the wine and quickly knelt on the ground.

Before he knelt down, he heard Mrs. Zhang say:

"How can Lord Liu say that he is also a four-grade Confucian in Fengge Luantai, and he will be the prime minister in the future, how can he kneel on the ground casually?"

"Sober up, look carefully, the person sitting on the top is the princess of Ping'an, not the Lingzu Emperor in Tianyuan Palace."

When Liu Juzheng heard this, he had to stand back again, and said with a bitter face:

"That's what Mrs. Zhang said."

Turning and bowing to the princess again, he crossed his hands and said:

"Liu drank too much just now, offended the princess, and asked the princess to surrender."

Chen Yanjun looked at the curvature of his bowing body, and he had the spirit of Japanese bowing.

is obviously the strongest in the audience, but he is submissive to the princess and Mrs. Zhang, and he has no aura of a strong man at all.

It's too real.

It is true that the world respects the strong, but it is not based on the individual, but about the background and the power.

A poor child with transcendent talent, who has worked hard all his life to drill camps, is ultimately just a dog of the powerful.

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, fortunately he had a plug-in, otherwise he would lie flat on the spot and not explain.

Li Chan saw Liu Juzheng groveling and looking bitter, and she didn't care about anything.

"I have heard that Liu Sheren is extremely talented, and it is already boring enough to be a housekeeper, and there is no need to condemn again."

Liu Juzheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your magnanimity!"

Mrs. Zhang didn't greet her, and got straight to the point:

"Lord Liu is amazing in poetry and writing, and has always upheld justice, I just happened to meet it today, so I invited to help blindly evaluate the masterpieces of the two sons, I wonder if Liu Da can help with this little favor?"

Liu Juzheng hurriedly bent over and bowed his head:

"Liu, you will not fail in your mission!"

……

Less leaning.

than the beginning of the poem.

Chen Yanjun and Zhang Gongzi sat face to face at the table of the Eight Immortals.

In front of him was a pen and inkstone of paper, ink, and a lit incense.

Liu Juzheng sat down at this time, picked up the teacup, looked at the two handsome talents, and inexplicably remembered himself when he was young.

Li Chan couldn't wait to say:

"Open the poem."

The matchmaker led by the Zhang family was responsible for unraveling the paper ball that Cheng Zhiang had written the poem title in advance.

"Take mountaineering as the title of the table, write about the cultivation of feelings, limit the seven laws, and limit the time of one stick of incense."

When Li Chan heard this, she turned her head to look at Cheng Zhiang who was standing beside her, frowned and complained:

"Dr. Cheng, I asked you to ask the question, is this how you cheated Chen Gongzi? He is a mortal, how can he have a sense of cultivation? ”

Cheng Zhiang was speechless for a while.

He does have some selfish intentions.

He learned to be rich and rich, but he couldn't enter the product all year round, thinking that he had been abandoned by the times, so he wanted to hear the young people's cultivation and understanding, or have something to gain.

It just so happened that Zhang Gongzi lived with the army all the year round, and only entered the product after returning to Chang'an as an adult.

And although Chen Gongzi is a mortal, he looks extraordinary, and he may have an understanding of qi cultivation.

Zhang Wei was also relieved when he heard this poem title.

He quickly regained his demeanor, and when he saw Dr. Cheng's embarrassed face, he opened the folding fan and excused him:

"Why don't mortals have a spiritual understanding? The perception of failure is also an understanding, and it will be even more profound, enough to wake up the world and avoid detours. ”

Chen Yanjun didn't squeak.

I feel that someone is targeting him as a copyist......

Who would have had a spiritual understanding in normal ancient times?

can only be approximated to read the perception instead.

In addition, it is necessary to write mountaineering on the surface, which is limited to seven laws and one incense stick.

The first poem that came to his mind with a similar theme was Su Shi's "Title Xilin Wall".

Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.

- The poem is good, quite insightful, but unfortunately it is not the Seven Laws.

The second song that comes to mind is Du Fu's "Ascending".

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiaoxiao, endless Yangtze River rolling......

- Mountaineering, Seven Laws, written after the Anshi Rebellion, Chen Yanjun's original owner has never heard this poem in this world.

It's a pity that what I wrote was not a spiritual practice.

After thinking about it, I didn't think of the right one.

Now, it's really embarrassing for him, a master of copying the public!

Fortunately, he is a Chinese student.

If it really doesn't work, I will write a second-rate seven-law poem in accordance with the perception of the third realm of qi cultivation.

He had all the names in mind: "Climbing the Five Finger Mountain".

After thinking about it for a few words, I couldn't bear to read it......

It seems that whether it is the original owner or Chen Yanjun himself, the poetry is very ordinary.

Poetry, in the final analysis, is an art, and it is not something that can be mastered by reading the Chinese Department for four years.

Chen Yanjun pondered and meditated on the masterpieces of his previous life, but he did not find a suitable mountaineering and comprehension of the seven laws.

He suddenly realized a problem.

Why did the copyists in those online novels in his previous life always copy poems and perfectly integrate into the plot?

He suddenly understood.

It turned out that the author first chose the poem, and then designed the plot according to the poem.

But in the real situation, the text is copied, but what is encountered is a propositional composition, and there are many restrictions......

Without the strong support of the author, the copyist is not so good!

Fortunately, the previous competition has been won, otherwise the current situation is really a bit panicked.

Chen Yanjun looked up at the princess...... The sword beside me, I kind of want it.

And Mrs. Zhang's face just now is really hateful, and no poems can be sneak attacked.

Chen Yanjun pondered and meditated, and when he looked up, he saw that eighty percent of the incense had been burned.

Cui Yourong and Xiaoyue, as well as Du Qiumao beside the princess, were all nervous and sweaty palms.

It's a strange feeling.

Obviously, Chen Yanjun has won Wu Luo, but everyone still doesn't want to see him lose in poetry.

It can be seen that the people of the Tang Dynasty attached great importance to poetry, and only poetry was amazing, and it could be regarded as a real talent!

At the same time, Zhang Gongzi, who was on the other side of the Eight Immortals table, seemed to have finished writing the book.

Seeing that Chen Yanjun was still meditating, he said in a very low voice:

"Don't be reluctant, it's just a mortal, and it's not a shame to write about some landscapes and willows."

Chen Yanjun was stunned.

Landscape flower willow ......

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village!

Seven Laws!

Sentiment!

The author is Lu You, a native of the Song Dynasty!

Perfect.

"Thank you!"

Chen Yanjun whispered a word of thanks, and then buried his head and worked hard to write.

After a hundred breaths, he wrote four lines of poetry in lines-

Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Xiao Gu followed the Spring Society, and his clothes were simple and ancient.

From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon idlely, you will knock on the door with a sword all the time and night.

- "Visiting Shanxi Village"

However, in order to fit the times, he changed the "cane" in the last sentence to "cane".

The protagonist in the poem instantly became younger, and the poem faded away from the village flavor and became extremely elegant.

It means to climb the mountain in search of the legendary swordsman hermit, and encounter all kinds of quaint mortal life on the way......

Although there are some forced explanations, Chen Yanjun can't copy anything better at the moment, so he can only make do with it.

What's more, integrating into mortal life is indeed a kind of cultivation!

For example, Hua Fan in Xiuzhen's novel "Immortal Rebellion" is written like this.

For example, Chen Yanjun and Han Ping's predecessors have both reached the third realm of qi cultivation and can practice in the daily life of mortals.

Others can't understand it, it's because the realm has not arrived, don't blame him!

Steady.

Steady!

……

Sandalwood burns out.

It's time.

A young servant of the Cui family came over, re-copied the poems of the two, and handed them to Liu Sheren.

Liu Juzheng put down the teacup and picked up one of the poems first.

The little girl's words are really ugly......

Liu Juzheng pretended to be displeased, and he didn't plan to read it carefully, and began to read poetry while reading words.

"The first song, "Climbing Bailu Mountain on a Snowy Night"

"Ahem, Liu said one more thing, Bailu Mountain is a Confucian holy scene in the outer city, many people have been there, and it cannot be judged that this poem was written by Zhang Gongzi...... All these years, mortals can go up. ”

"I'll read through it first, and listen."

“

The snow falls and the pond is covered with fish and warm, and the wonton cangmu is cold.

The wind whispers for a long time, and the night is quiet, and the shadow confuses the light and the candle.

The morning valley is painted in white and shallow, and the glow splashes ink and smoke.

Lonely Hong is tired and has nowhere to go, and the frost temples are all over the mountain and I don't know how to return.

”

Chen Yanjun frowned, and the more he listened, the more wrong he became.

This poem...... Not bad!

Is it really made by Zhang Gongzi in front of him?

He was skeptical.

At the same time, I feel ashamed: the Copyist Guild will always think that the good poems written by others must also be copied......

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The poem is written blindly, and it is sprayed lightly.