"Su Shizi is going to compose a poem? This and this...... But the poetry of Zhenguo?"

Rao is Fang Zhengye is a scholar and scholar, and the head of the government of Guide Mansion has not heard of Su Lin's name, so when he heard that Su Lin was going to compose a poem, he also exclaimed in surprise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Great! Great! Su Shizi! If you can make a poem about the thawing of Zhenguo, you will definitely be able to break the frozen surface of the Yellow River!"

The prefect Huang Hezhang was also overjoyed, just now he was still worrying about how to break the ice again, and now Su Lin sent it to the door. According to Su Lin's name, it is not impossible to write a poem about the thaw of Zhenguo.

"The talented Su Lin is going to compose a poem! There are not many opportunities to witness the birth of Zhenguo's poems with my own eyes, so I have to keep my eyes open and take a good look......"

"Yes! It is said that every time Su Lin writes a poem about Zhenguo, the onlookers can often have a lot of comprehension!"

"Moreover, I have heard that Surin's calligraphy is also quite popular. Even Mr. Cai Hecai of the Jian'an Mansion said that Su Lin's calligraphy is comparable to any calligrapher in the Nine Kingdoms! If I can see Su Lin's calligraphy for a while, I must use the holy power spell of 'never forget' to remember his penmanship......

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As soon as the talented people in the mansion heard that Su Lin was going to start writing poems, they immediately became a sensation. One by one, their eyes widened, for fear of missing any detail.

"Zhao Hong, do you see? This is called a genius, and he has gained a lot of admiration before he has even started composing poetry. Moreover, as soon as people make a move, it is the poetry of Zhenguo. Your Zhao family is really itchy in the bones, and you dare to go against such a genius......"

Ye Mingxin was very happy to see such a situation, and as soon as Su Lin appeared, it just became an opportunity for him to turn over and attack Zhao Hong. Although his own talent is slightly inferior to Zhao Hong, but now that he has brought out Su Lin, he can directly make Zhao Hong speechless.

"He is that genius Su Lin, who wrote many poems in half a year, won the first place in the imperial examination all the way, or is he the son of the Su family?"

Although Zhao Hong was very unconvinced in his heart, under Su Lin's reputation, he had nothing to refute at all. In particular, Su Lin's poems of Zhenguo can be recited by almost everyone in the school, which is very classic and talented.

"What? Are you not convinced? Zhao Hong, look at Su Shizi's Zhenguo poems for a while, I don't know how many times better than your "Spring Day". Ye Mingxin saw Zhao Hong pouting, so he sneered further.

"Surin is indeed talented, and several of the poems he wrote are admirable. However, Ye Mingxin, this is a thawing poem. You yourself know how difficult it is to write, and it must be contained in the poem through two thawing ideas in order to have the effect of breaking the ice. ”

Although Zhao Hong left the Zhao family to study alone, he was also a member of the Zhao family after all, and Ye Mingxin used Su Lin to ridicule him, so he had a very bad impression of Su Lin, and after pondering for a moment, he retorted, "Although he Su Lin is talented, he can write many poems of Zhenguo. But this thawing poem is really not something that anyone can write, if the poems he writes do not contain spring, even if it is a poem of Zhenguo, it will not have the slightest effect. ”

Su Lin naturally heard Zhao Hong's words, and he didn't refute them, because he already had an idea in his heart. How can this poem "Yongliu" by the Tang Dynasty poet He Zhizhang not have spring?

It's just that spring is not enough at all, the current ice surface of the Yellow River is directly frozen by the cold ice beads, with the blessing of the demon power of the eldest princess of the dragon clan and the prime minister of the turtle, if Su Lin uses simple holy power to compose poems, even if it is at the level of Zhenguo, I am afraid it will be difficult to break the ice of this cold ice beads.

"Old leaves, go over and collect a little willow leaf from the shore......

Su Lin saw the willow leaves that could still flutter in the cold air, and felt the powerful vitality coming from above, so he immediately ordered Ye Hongye Dao.

"Willow leaves, okay...... Wait a minute, Lao Ye will come when he goes......"

Although Ye Hongye, a scholar, didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Su Lin's gourd, he ran to the shore very quickly and directly picked off the willow leaves of a whole willow tree.

"Didn't this Su Shizi say that he wanted to write poems, and what are you doing picking willow leaves?"

"What's the use of willow leaves? Could it be that he wants to use willow leaves to compose poems?"

"How do you make poems with willow leaves? It's almost the same with willow wood, and the willow wood is carved into a pen barrel, but these are ordinary willow trees, and they have an effect?"

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When everyone saw Su Lin's actions, they couldn't help but be a little surprised, the willow trees on the bank stretched for dozens of miles, and they were planted along the bank of the Yellow River. In fact, it cannot be said that it is planted, because willow trees are very easy to survive, and they can grow quickly as long as a wicker is inserted.

Therefore, in the eyes of these merchants and students of the government, the willow tree is not a precious tree, and it has no value at all. But now Su Lin wants Ye Hongye to pick willow leaves, which is unbelievable enough.

"Shizi, the willow leaf is here!"

The fish basket that Ye Hongye borrowed from the fisherman on the shore, which was full of willow leaves and willow branches, was placed in front of Su Lin and asked, "What are you going to do next?" ”

"Take out a thick willow branch, and then the other willow leaves and willow branches will be mashed and turned into juice for me. This son will use willow juice to write and compose poems......"

Feeling the vigorous vitality on this willow leaf, Su Lin nodded with satisfaction, and then commanded.

"What? The willow leaves are mashed and turned into juice? This Su Shizi really wants to use willow sap to compose poems, right?

"That's right, did Su Shizi use this method to prompt us merchants and provide him with the Holy Power Silver Ticket?"

"It must be like this, otherwise who of you has ever seen a poem written with willow juice?"

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The merchants' minds were easier to study, so when they saw Su Lin's actions, they thought that Su Lin was asking them for the Shengli silver ticket in disguise! Therefore, several merchant representatives discussed it, and in a short time, they immediately raised a million taels of silver tickets and presented them.

"Su Shizi, you have worked hard to break the ice and compose poetry. This million taels of silver is a little bit of the heart of those of us who walk in all directions, and I hope that Su Shizi will not refuse. ”

One of the merchant representatives, holding a silver ticket of one million taels, walked up to Surin and said respectfully.

And this move was seen by the students of the prefectural school, and most of the students were envious, but some students scoffed at it.

"You see, the merchants actually gave 1 million taels! We have just composed more than 150 poems, and those merchants have only given 100,000 taels as lottery heads. But now, Su Lin is composing poems alone, and these businessmen who pick the door have actually taken out a million taels, which is really more popular than people......"

"Don't look at it, what we write are all poems out of the county that can't be written, and the highest is only the poems of Dafu, but the poems of Su Shizi may be the poems of Zhenguo. Certainly worth the price......"

"Hey, if I have Su Shizi's talent, I will stay at home every day, write poems and lyrics every day, if I can write a poem about Zhenguo every day, then I am afraid it will be famous for a hundred years......

"Come on, one poem a day, even if it is Su Shizi, so far, he has only written five or six poems of Zhenguo. I'm afraid I'll never want to write a poem for the rest of my life......"

Among the other students who sneered at Su Lin was Zhao Hong, who, like those businessmen, thought that Su Lin was making poems with willow sap, so he said disdainfully: "I thought he was so talented and upright, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that." For the sake of a little holy power silver ticket, there will be so many hearts and scheming......"

But then, Su Lin's actions surprised everyone, he bowed his hand to the merchants, and then rejected the Shengli silver ticket sent to the door, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, the freezing of the Yellow River this time was originally caused by me. Therefore, it is my duty to solve this scourge. Just now I saw that there were students from the prefectural academy, so it was inconvenient for me to make a move. On the other hand, it was because of my business that I delayed everyone's trip, so how can I accept everyone's remuneration again?"

To be honest, Su Lin really didn't pay attention to this million taels of silver tickets. When the Surin car causes a sensation in the Tianren Continent in the future, how much money will be paid.

"Well, this Su Lin is a bit high-spirited! Even if he accepts this money, no one else can say anything. That's a million taels of silver tickets! Even if he is the son of Su Mansion, I'm afraid it's not a small amount!"

Fang Zhengye, the head of the government, nodded slightly, and said to the prefect Huang Hezhang beside him.

"It's not easy to write poems about Zhenguo! It's just that, Fang Yuantou, since Su Lin is not here to collect the silver tickets of merchants, why does he use willow sap to compose poems?

Huang Hezhang, the prefect of the Guide Mansion, has only been promoted to a university scholar for a few years, so many things have to be consulted by the head of the academy, Fang Zhengye.

"Surin wouldn't use willow sap to write poems for no reason, but I really haven't been able to see what the hell is going on. This is an ordinary willow leaf! What power and thought can it have?"

Rao is head of the hospital, Fang Zhengye is well-informed, and he also frowned and said puzzled. He had seen Ye Hongye pick these willow leaves from the willow trees on the shore, and there was no difference at all!

And at this time, the scholar Ye Hongye had already made the willow sap, carefully packed it in an ink cartridge, held it over and handed it to Su Lin, and shouted: "Shizi! the willow leaf ink is ready......