When Luo Guan was about to put away his pen, he slowly raised his head and looked at the altar and the sky above.

The sound of drums, chanting, and cheers was overwhelming, as if shaking the world and giving people a sense of unreality.

Luo Guanlin saw the dazzling above his head, under the wind stopping, the sea flag slowly falling, he watched quietly, in a trance, his heart was like this, and the dust settled.

The wind had stopped, but he still heard a whistling sound, which he thought was probably coming from his heart.

The wind suddenly passed through his heart, swept away all the dust that had just settled on his heart, and after that, his heart was as clear as a mirror.

Luo Guanlin's mind followed the state of mind, and there was also a brief blank of clarity.

He held the pen and looked up at the blue sky, and the figure under the blue sky, on the altar, in this moment of blank thoughts, completed some kind of epiphany that he had never thought of.

It turns out that people really have a sudden epiphany at some point.

But this so-called "sudden" is not really without warning, it must have originated from a long period of self-confrontation, and even before that, you never wanted to or dared to face it.

After a while, Luo Guanlin slowly turned his head and looked around.

He was in a state of both sober and chaotic at this time, so looking around, he only felt that there were all kinds of qi floating in the air, including people's spirit, literary atmosphere, and extremely rare and rare, the embodiment of man and power, and this heaven and earth, harmonious coexistence and co-prosperity.

That's the real thing.

This situation and this scene, now in Jiangdu, is a grand event, and if it is covered by Huainan Road, and even the entire Dasheng...... That is, the prosperous age.

This is Luo Guan's personal feeling, and he also embodied this feeling in this poem.

This narrative poem is more than 100 words long, and every sentence is sonorous and powerful.

Wang Yue picked up the sprinkling poem, read it again, and felt more and more amazed, and even said: "When this poem comes out, there will be no more poems here today, and it will ......."

As a classmate, Wang Yue knew that Luo Guanlin's best skill was critical storytelling—not even his comfort zone, but his ruling zone.

"Guan......" Wang Yue forgot his feelings, and almost blurted out with a "Guanlin": "What do you want to be the name of the poem?" ”

Luo Guanlin looked around: "I made "Guanjiang Capital Sacrifice to the Sea to Give the World Book"——"

This "Book for the World", in just three days, has caused a sensation throughout Jiangdu.

Then, together with other poems and texts about sacrificing to the sea, accompanied by the catkins of Lixia, they flew out of the Jiangdu City in a fluttering manner.

The first half of Luo Guanlin's "Book of Gifts to the World", signed by Qian Shi, depicts the grand occasion of Jiangdu's sacrifice to the sea and the vigor of the people's hearts, outlining a fascinating picture of grand events. The second half is criticism and questioning, the words are painful and angry, and sharp as a knife, all of which are the voices of grievances for the people.

However, his criticism and questioning are all vassal generals, officials, heroes, and those who are used and fooled by the people, and the whole article does not directly target the current court and the empress's mistakes.

"Qian Shi" This person is a strategist under the command of Chang Sui Ning, the assassin of Jiangdu, and the voice of the strategist largely represents the will of the lord.

Luo Guanlin didn't want to add unnecessary trouble to Chang Sui Ning at this time, so that those officials in the DPRK and China would have the opportunity to attack her.

But not everyone is as sensitive as Luo Guanlin, most people's hearts are very easy to lose their proportions, and the grand occasion of sacrificing the sea makes the literati who yearn for the prosperous era dizzy, and many people write sharp words denouncing and lamenting the current court and emperor.

Chang Suining had already expected this, and all the poems and texts that circulated on the matter of sacrificing to the sea were collected by the students of the Wuer Academy, and then handed over to Zheng Chao and the gentlemen of the Wuji Academy for screening and picketing. If there is a particularly radical voice, Zheng Chao will invite people to tea, know it with reason, move it with emotion, make it clear what is at stake, and block those voices that are unfavorable to Jiangdu from spreading wildly.

As far as Chang Suining is concerned, those voices are not only unfavorable to Jiang Du and her, but once they spread, they will also have immeasurable power to boost the current situation.

Nowadays, there are too many people who want to rebel, and all voices criticizing the court will inevitably be wantonly exaggerated and used by people with good intentions, accelerating the deterioration of the situation and hurting more people.

Chang Sui Ning is not loyal to the current court, but she will not contribute to the formation of divisiveness, which is contrary to her ways.

She wants to show the grand occasion of Jiangdu's sacrifice to the world, so as to achieve certain goals, this is the sword of public opinion and people's hearts, but for Chang Suining, some swords can be used, and some swords should never be used no matter how sharp they are.

If she can't even keep this line, then there is no need to talk about the so-called way.

"The situation is different, and those who can hold that line can really talk about asking for the lives of the people...... Otherwise, the sword in their poems will still fall on countless people. ”

In the Wuyi Courtyard, Zheng Chao put down a radical and sharp poem and sighed: "It's a pity that there are very few people who can control this thought. ”

He was once a radical, and for this he became a madman in the eyes of his people, and he hit his head and bled out, and then he became a mess and went to the other extreme...... This way, it can be regarded as peeling the skin and removing the bones, so that there is today's Zheng Guancang.

It is precisely because of his empathy that Zheng Chao is willing to patiently persuade and remind those madmen who write radical poetry...... No, literati.

But...... There are too many crazy people in this world!

Zheng Chao sighed and threw a stack of radical poems on the bookcase.

Writing letters to his nephew earlier hurt his wrist, and now his throat is about to smoke.

After all, in the past few days, he has to persuade dozens of crazy people every day, but there is still an endless trend of such crazy people and crazy articles...... If this continues, he feels that he needs to be channeled too!

Unable to find someone who could guide him for the time being, Zheng Chao tried to guide himself, and he casually picked up the "Guanjiang Capital Sacrifice to the Sea to Give the World Book" on the side——

It's also a sharp word, but sharpness is also about direction, look at Mr. Qian's, this is the real Fan Wen!

This poem was indeed regarded as a "model text" by Zheng Chao, and in recent days, the gentlemen in the various schools of Wuji Academy have been analyzing the essence of this article, and let the students write down their feelings after watching it.

Because of this, Qian Shi's fame has become very famous among the literati of Wueryuan and even Jiangdu.

As soon as a person becomes famous, it is inevitable that people will look at it deeply, and it is not only the poetry that will be deeply analyzed, but also Mr. Qian's name.

There are many people who are curious, this Mr. Qian is very rich...... Could it be from a merchant family? Or was he very poor when he was a child, and he lacked money to a certain level?

For this reason, in the dead of night, Luo Guan often sat up suddenly, twisted his eyebrows and showed remorse - hasty, he shouldn't have signed.

Some of the ...... Sure enough, he was born unsuitable for attention.

Knowing that his friend regretted this, Wang Yue also had great remorse - he should have resisted the pressure of his conscience that day and signed his name! For the sake of friends, what is the style of a mere literati?

And the impact of money and even this name is far more than what appears on the surface.

Under such attention, after coming and going, someone dug it up again, Qian even this person, born in Wuxing Qian - as everyone knows, this is the result of Wang Changshi's casual question that day, and Luo's mother answered casually.

Wuxing and Jiangdu are not far apart, because Qian is very famous, soon an acquaintance found the Wuxing Qian clan, expressed admiration, and couldn't help laughing and blaming: [There is such a person in the clan, and he has become a guest in the Changjie envoy's mansion early...... Such a glorious lintel, I have never heard my brother mention it! 】

Facing the eyes of acquaintances who "you can hide too much", the head of the Qian family: [......?? 】

Is it the first day he's known about it?

That's a lot of money...... Which one exactly?

But he Wu Xingqian has not had a bright child for many years, and it is naturally impossible to say on the spot that he doesn't recognize this person.

So the patriarch of the Qian family and his clan lit lamps and boiled oil overnight, gathered to look through the family tree, and didn't even let go of the five suits.

However, even so, there is no trace of money or even this person.

It's also strange that this name is really different, and there is not even a duplicate name or homonym.

The Qian family, who had found nothing, looked at the patriarch in unison with dark eyes.

Facing the eyes of the clansmen, the patriarch of the Qian family made a final summary - obviously there was a problem with the family tree!

Wuxing Qian's inheritance has been around for a hundred years, who can guarantee that there will be no omissions? It's time to brush up on your family tree!

When this remark came out, the Qian family agreed.

On the same day, the Qian family selected several calm and qualified clansmen to rush to Jiangdu to claim the lost clansmen Qian Zhiwen.

Luo Guanlin, who was about to be adopted, knew nothing about it.

At this moment, he is receiving praise from the lord.

"Recently, I have read this psalm a hundred times, and now I can recite it backwards." Chang Suining said confidently.

What she said was not a boast, but a real truth.

The writing of the world has long been unified, and everyone has learned the same text since enlightenment, but the same text will be very different after different people have passed through different combinations.

This is the innate charm of Chinese characters, and it is also an innate ability to be proficient in using Chinese characters in various senses.

Luo Guanlin is the best among the people who can use words as knives.

Previously, when Chang Suining saw the article to discuss the post, he was amazed by the sharpness of this person's pen.

Now, the knife is finally willing to unsheath it for her.

It was in vain that she invited the other party to watch the sea ceremony several times.

Listening to Chang Suining's praise, Luo Guan sat behind the public case, and said lightly: "My lord's previous "Essay on behalf of the people of the world to discuss Xu Thief" is also memorable. ”

"Mr. actually took the initiative to talk about Xu Thief." Chang Suining smiled with relief: "It seems that Mr. has now let go of the old things." ”

And letting go of old things often means regaining the ability to accept new people and things.

Luo Guanlin was stunned and did not answer.

Chang Suining smiled and said: "My essay was made by many people, and most of it is just a gimmick. ”

Luo Guanlin twitched the corner of his eyes, and used "inciting people's hearts" to praise the lord directly, and there was probably no second one in the world.

But he really felt that he was being praised.

That's kind of ...... Is it a tacit understanding?

Chang Suining took out a piece of paper and said casually: "If I were them, I would definitely be restless if I were scolded like this." ”

The "they" in her mouth refers to the remaining six state assassins in Huainan Province who are unwilling to recognize her as the new envoy of the festival.

In Qian Shi's poem, he greeted them with special care, and the poem said: "See the clear spring of life, and do not allow the people to drink, but only want to trap the people as domestic animals, so that they can drink blood and eat meat]——

Although there is no name, it is very clear who it refers to.

"Sir, this poem has helped me a lot, and the project is going very well." Chang Sui Ning struck while the iron was hot and said: "It's just that in this plan, there is another matter, and I also want to ask Mr. for help - this matter is only for Mr. to do." ”

Luo Guanlin: "...... What do you mean? ”

"There's a list here." Chang Suining handed it out, Luo Ze took it, and handed it to Luo Guanlin.

Chang Sui Ning said: "The people above them are all the key, if you can secretly rebel against them, and then ambush the remaining six states, you will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort." ”

At these times, Sui Ning has already thoroughly understood the states of Huainan Province, and she already has a game of chess in her heart about what to do.

Since the festival of the sea, this game of chess has begun to move.

Luo Guanlin took the list, and there were not many people on it, but there were only a few people, which showed that they had been screened repeatedly.

Seeing that Luo Guan was looking at the list, he was silent for a while, and Chang Suining said: "If it is inconvenient for Mr. to go, I will not force it." ”

"There is no inconvenience." Luo Guanlin folded up the list and put it in his sleeve: "As the adults just said, what a certain can do is nothing more than 'inciting people's hearts', and this matter should be left to me." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and raised his hand to salute: "Without further ado, please let the adults prepare for the departure." ”

Chang Sui Ning was stunned for a moment, then got up and raised his hand to return the salute to Luo Guanlin: "Thank you, Mr. for your help." ”

Luo Guanlin would agree, which she expected, but she didn't expect it to be so crisp.

All changes in attitudes seem to be self-evident.

Luo Guanlin turned his head and asked Luo Ze to go back and pass the word, and asked his wife to pack a few simple clothes for herself.

Wang Yue went to the first seven halls, and he roughly handed over the official duties with Yao Ran.

After everything was quickly prepared, Luo Guanlin raised his hand to say goodbye to Chang Suining.

"Mr. be careful all the way, everything is based on Mr.'s safety."

After Luo Guan responded, he turned around and retreated.

"Sir—"

He walked a few steps, and suddenly heard the clear and determined voice of the girl behind him.

"Mr. is really helping me, helping Jiangdu, and helping the people of Huainan Province. In the future, I will also help my husband achieve his grand wish to see the prosperous world. ”

Luo Guan paused at his feet.

"See the prosperous age", these three words were also written by him in that poem.

These three words are the greatest vision of his life.

Now, the little girl behind him made such a promise to him in a promising tone.

Xu Zhengye once assured him that he tried to believe it. After that, he decided not to take these words lightly. What's more, the person behind him is still a woman.

Without hesitation, he sneered and walked away—if it had been a year ago.

"In this way, so-and-so will wait for the day when the adults fulfill their promises."

Luo Guanlin didn't look back, finished speaking, and strode out of the study.

Outside the study, the greenery is abundant, the wind and the sun are warm, and the eyes are full of life.

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The younger sister who picked it up is very cute when she raises it!

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