"Boom ......"

The thunder sounded, and countless people in the capital raised their heads with different expressions.

Countless thoughts, large and small, swept across the capital.

"What's going on? What happened? ”

"Vision! This should be a vision! ”

"Is there anyone who is surprising again? Which academy's talented man Tianjiao is so prominent?! ”

"Hundred miles of vision, this is the first time in decades, right?!"

"No, it doesn't seem to be a hundred miles ......"

"Could it be a vision of 'Wanli Yin'?! No way! That's a hundred years old! ”

The thoughts have different breaths, bursting, calm, deep, ethereal, or compassionate......

And just as these strong men were talking, an extremely strong thought extended from the palace, overwhelming the world, and the voices of all the strong people were suddenly suppressed.

"Silence."

The voice was cold and calm.

The vision in the sky was stunned for a moment, but it dissipated suddenly.

At the same time, the thoughts immediately calmed down, but someone still whispered.

"Why did Lin Xuanji come out?"

"It's also reasonable for people to come out of the Ministry of Rites."

"Also, the Ministry of Rites is the head of the twelve ministries, in charge of the imperial examinations and doctrines, and it can be called the Ministry of Confucianism."

"The appearance of good poetry should be motivating, how can it suppress the vision."

"I don't know, I don't understand, I don't understand."

"One less, don't ask ......"

The voices of these thoughts faded into silence, and finally fell into silence.

……

Of course, that's a high-level thing.

For many ordinary people, for many residents of the capital, they don't know what they have said at a high level.

All they knew was that their hearts beat a few times.

And after jumping these few times, they only feel that some of the resentment accumulated in their lives has been swept away!

This is especially true for the people on Chaoyang Street.

"This ...... What does it feel like......"

The onlookers looked surprised.

No matter who it is, that oppressive feeling is swept away!

Lin Ke's first and second lines of poetry clearly broke into their hearts with an extremely depressing attitude.

It's overwhelming.

But as soon as the second sentence came out, the thunder sounded, and the resentment was immediately eliminated.

Not only today's resentment, but also some of the grievances, grievances, and depressions that have accumulated over the years, all vented with the thunder and the beating of the heart.

"Feeling...... It's so comfortable! ”

Butcher Zhang looked at his hand and made the first sound on the field.

And by the time he spoke, the thunder in the sky had intensified.

The sound of thunder seemed to resound throughout the imperial capital, and the wind blew in every corner except for some special places.

The wind is surging, the thunder is bursting!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that compared with the vision of a hundred miles just now, the vision caused by Lin Ke's three poems is obviously much more moving!

At this time, someone said loudly: "A hundred miles of sound is a poem made by a person, which can cause the resonance of heaven and earth and the vision of heaven and earth, and everyone within a hundred miles can hear this loud sound and see this vision, which is the affirmation of heaven and earth for poetry!" ”

"As soon as the vision of a hundred miles of sound comes out, the heaven and earth within a hundred miles resonate, and some big academies can't appear once in more than ten years!"

Hundred miles are so good?

Many people were amazed.

At the same time, someone asked: "Does it mean that Lin Gongzi's poem is also a vision of a hundred miles?" ”

"I don't know." The person who spoke just now looked up at the sky with a serious face: "If I'm not mistaken, this is a vision of Wanli Yin, but I don't know why it suddenly stopped and didn't send ......"

"Hiss~"

Everyone gasped and looked at the stage. Lin Ke.

And the movement in the sky also ended abruptly, and the sky was clear.

It turns out that this is what Baili Xiang means...... Lin Ke was also unaware of this vision.

He just knows that whether it is poetry and poetry or scripture and righteousness, it needs completeness to be effective.

This is also the most powerful weapon and tool for the world's readers.

However, he still doesn't know what kind of "hundred miles of sound" and "thousands of miles of chanting" are divided into poems and songs.

The poem he used just now was written by Brother Xun.

Brother Xun's poems have always been full of indignation and justice, and at the same time, there is hope and sustenance in the poems.

Just in time for the young man's verses.

Some people say that Brother Xun is not good at writing poetry, but is better at writing articles and thoughts.

However, Lin Ke thinks that at least this poem is very connotative.

Look at the poem on the other side.

Reading between the lines is talking about lowly status, which means:

Since the mandate of heaven has made you a lowly person, then don't deceive yourself, anyway, you lowly people are either prostitutes or forgiven prisoners, and you have turned your back to the loess all day long, how can you compare to those sages who study for the people of the world?

Lin Ke thinks that this person's poems are estimated to be made by a random novel author in his previous life, such as Xiao Baibai.

But what a hundred miles of vision was obtained.

Then he doesn't need to put any poetry immortals and poets at the level of an atomic bomb, wouldn't it be enough to put a poem by Brother Xun?

You must know that Shixian Shisheng is a professional player, Xun Geer is a hobby player at best, and his main business is a thinker.

Putting a pro player to fight the little Karami on the other side is simply overkill.

However, Brother Xun's poems didn't cause much noise when they were released?

Lin Ke looked at the sky with some curiosity, not knowing what the rules used here were to measure poetry and visions.

Brother Xun's poem, Lin Ke always felt that it shouldn't be just so loud.

The young man's vision subsided in only a few dozen seconds, and Lin Ke felt that his poems should take at least a few minutes, otherwise it would be too embarrassing for Brother Xun.

If we use anthropomorphic rhetorical devices, compare the poems in the mouths of young people and the poems of Xun Ge'er to adult men......

Thinking of this, Lin Ke raised his eyebrows.

Brother Xun's poems dare to offend?

You have a way to die.

As if in response to Lin Ke's thoughts, Wang Lin's voice suddenly sounded:

"Lin Ke, someone suppressed your vision!"

"Suppress visions?" Lin Ke looked at Wang Lin in the audience, but saw Wang Lin's face as usual, and knew that Wang Lin didn't want to reveal his identity now.

But the voice in his ear just now was indeed said by Wang Lin.

I only heard Wang Lin continue: "...... I'll go, it's the big guy in the Ministry of Rites who suppressed your vision, forget it, I'll tell you the truth, it was Lin Xuanji in the Ministry of Rites who suppressed your vision, but why did he suppress it, wait......"

Wang Lin's voice continued, but his voice became lower as he spoke, and his eyes suddenly became strange when he looked at Lin Ke: "...... Xiao Linzi, your surname is Lin, right? I'll you, aren't you big-eyed...... Wait, Qi? The military department? ......"

Wang Lin's voice gradually became quieter, but Lin Ke clearly saw that Wang Lin's mouth was still moving.

Lin Ke, who knew a little lip language, only felt ......

It's so dirty!

And just a few dozen seconds later, the sky suddenly changed again.

"Boom ......"

Lin Ke felt the grander voice and couldn't help but smile.

Hold it down?

You want to suppress the vision of Brother Xun's poems?

Did You Know......

Brother Xun'er, their group of people is the group of people who can't overwhelm the backbone......