Lintian continued to look down, because he vaguely remembered that today might be a very cool day for him to slap his face.

That's right, it's today.

Famous poems, as the name suggests, can only be written by scholars and cultivators, who can gather fame and luck, get the promotion of civil officials, and sage clouds: "A poem spreads thousands of miles, and tens of thousands of people admire it, and those who get luck can be the road to fame." ”

Inside and outside the Wangjiang Tower, there was silence, all the people were waiting, the moment this powerful vision dissipated, as if it had been arranged, no one in the audience spoke.

After a long time, the golden light in the sky outside finally slowly converged, and finally disappeared, and the Qingming rainy day, too, ended like this.

Lin Tian kept his composure, although he didn't fully know what happened to the poems he wrote, but he could roughly think that this golden stream, thinking that it was that, turned into tangible luck, it seemed, more than Wang Ming's, that is, he might have won.

The vision outside the Wangjiang Tower stopped, but at this time, the poems written by Lintian were still golden and bright, and on the map, the painting of the landscape, like the real thing, actually came to life, only to see that in the painting, the wind blows the willows, the small river water, the dragon and snake before, hovering in it.

Cangzhou Mansion Yin and Xu Hanlin glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and then turned their hands together in the direction of Lintian. Lin Tian was startled at first, but then, all the people in the field bowed to Lin Tian in the same way.

Lin Tian reacted at this time, leaned to the side, and let out the fortune map. He knew that the people's salute was not to themselves, but to their own poems, more precisely. It should be the luck that the poem induces.

This rule. The world understands it. Where there is a meritorious name above the poetry appears, it must lead to luck, since ancient times there is such a legend, luck is invisible, can be for all things, in the underworld, there is a fixed number, but. According to legend, there are saints in this 'underworld', which is determined by the Lord of Heaven and cannot be violated.

Therefore, if there is an earth-shattering vision, it is the approval of God, and it is the fame and luck given by God, so whoever comes to the scene in person. Salute and thank God for your good luck.

There were also people who didn't believe it. This so-called luck was determined, and he didn't give enough respect, and in the end, he was completely obstructed and died unexpectedly. There are many such examples, and after a long time, people feel that God is really in control.

After a while, the golden light luck in the field also slowly converged, and finally merged into the poem, and the golden font appeared, printing the verses of Lintian.

Lintian also learned from Wang Ming's appearance, stepped forward and said: "Gentlemen, my lord, the younger generation has already completed the poem, I don't know if I can announce it?"

Mr. host, quickly recovered from the surprise, the famous poems are not unseen, in fact, everyone has seen them, on the "Great Xuan Classics", there will be updates every four months, but most of them are talented people, and their literary qualifications are already very high, and there are very few who can become famous in poetry just as children.

The gentleman straightened up, and only said one word: "But!" At this time, there is no need to say more nonsense, of course, it is the key to take a look at the content of this famous poem immediately.

Lintian replied: "Mr. Xie." When he finished speaking, he turned to the side and made a poem.

"The festival is clear and the peach and plum smile, and Noda Aratsuka is only worried. ”

"The thunder is earth-shattering, the dragon and snake are stinging, and the rain is soft in the suburbs. ”

In the first half of this part, as soon as it was pronounced, in an instant, the fragrance of ink rose again, attracting people to enter the country.

The gentlemen on the stage were surprised, "Good sentence, I can't imagine that there are such geniuses among children." ”

"Well, it is indeed extraordinary, worthy of the realm of fame, just from the poetic point of view of the first half of the part, you can get the talent of show. ”

Cangzhou Mansion Yin exhaled and said slowly: "In the Qingming season, the spring rain is continuous, and the grass is green. The spring thunder is ten thousand, awakening all things, the earth is vibrant, and the peach and plum are in full bloom. Wonderful!"

Xu Hanlin nodded and said: "Well, the implicit meaning of this latter sentence is even more powerful, as if I saw that the barren place of the field, the cemetery where the deceased was buried, thought of the predecessors through the beautiful scenery of Qingming, and then, from death to life, there may be a deeper meaning, this poem ......"

didn't wait for Xu Hanlin to finish admiring, and then the second half of the song came.

"People beg to sacrifice Yu Jiao's concubines, and Shigan burns them to death. ”

"The virtuous and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil. ”

The audience was silent, and the three sons of the Wen family widened their eyes, and they couldn't believe the facts in front of them. If it was said that when they were in Wenfu before, the song "Spring Night Rain" was considered luck, then today, the poem of fame cannot be said to be so, and they already know in their hearts that Lintian will not be able to kill it from today onwards.

Wang Ming's heart has sunk to the bottom, this seems to be different from the ending he thought in his heart, why did there appear a person named 'Lintian'? His plan was all in vain, he wanted to be good, let Tuofei lose face once, and at the same time he also took this opportunity to win the approval of Hanlin and show off.

Unexpectedly, there was a person in the sky, a person he had never heard of, a person he had never seen before the game.

At this time, everyone was sighing, the second half of the poem, the meaning of the heart is even stronger, everyone can see it, and it also alludes to Wang Ming and Class A.

The last sentence, "The virtuous and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil." "What is said is that the road of life is not the same, no matter the status, the mind is wise and foolish, in the end, it is 'a hill of basil and return to dust', but how to behave and do things, how to live meaningfully in today's world, is the original intention.

Through today's comparison, he directly whipped Wang Ming and the three sons of the Wen family for their ugliness, which seems to be negative, but in fact they are angry.

Not only all the gentlemen on the stage, but even Cangzhou Mansion Yin and Xu Hanlin nodded and praised.

I don't know when, Xu Hanlin stepped forward, "This poem is very wonderful, and the meaning of the second half is even better, but you haven't named the poem yet, can you mention it now?" Suddenly, Xu Hanlin asked.

Lintian saw Hanlin move in person, hurriedly bowed his hand, and said respectfully: "The student gave Hanlin a gift, and the student also got this poem occasionally, and I didn't think of a better poem name for a while, I think it's still as good as Brother Wang, just call it "Sigh Qingming". ”

After saying this, Lintian looked back at Wang Ming, the corners of his mouth finally raised a slight arc, his eyes returned to a half-open state, coupled with the corners of his mouth that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, maybe only Wang Ming knew in his heart how much Lintian was underwhelmed at this moment.

In fact, this poem was originally a poem in the memory of Lintian's previous life, written by an ancient poet 'Huang Tingjian', and was widely circulated by later generations. Lin Tian just remembered it, so he wrote it directly, but in the end, in order to give Wang Ming a slap in the face, he changed his original name.

Wang Ming's face was flushed, his eyes were wide with anger, and he almost sprayed a mouthful of blood on the spot, originally he wanted to mock Tuofei with this "Sigh Qingming", and wanted to use the same poem title to slap him in the face, but now, Lintian is also called "Sigh Qingming", such a naked revenge, it is too obvious.

Now everyone is laughing in their hearts, in the end, who hit whom in the face?

......... (To be continued.) )