A product of Wenxin.

What's that concept?

Among the literati in the world, there is not one in the million who can obtain a good literary heart.

Every literati who has a good literary heart is a real pride of heaven.

If Chen Huaiyi is a first-class Wenxin, then there is nothing to say, it can only be said that he is a genius with extraordinary talents.

But Chen Huaiyi's Wenxin was originally only nine grades, the lowest level.

It is already very excessive to be able to rise to the third grade in just a few days.

Now I want another product, which is even more excessive.

Liu Suifeng coughed and knocked on Chen Huaiyi's head: "What are you doing when you are a product of Wenxin?" Want it? ”

Chen Huaiyi blinked: "Can't you?" ”

Liu Suifeng shook his head: "It's not a question of whether it will work or not, it's ...... How so? This is beyond our ability, the higher the level of Wenxin, the more difficult it is to refin, it is a great Confucian, maybe very, very careful, not to mention that there is a biggest problem. ”

"What's the problem?"

"There's a lot of high-quality original style, and it has to be a constant stream of it."

Chen Huaiyi grinned and said, "Master, it means that as long as there is a steady stream of original literary energy, you can elevate my literary heart to a first-class grade?" ”

Liu Suifeng was stunned and stared at Chen Huaiyi for a long time: "Wait a minute, let's discuss." ”

When the words fell, he waved his hand, and muttered together with Xu Ruogu and Wang Wanzi.

Chen Huaiyi listened hard, but he couldn't hear anything.

Seeing that the three of them communicated very frequently and even a little intensely, they also became apprehensive.

can make the three great Confucians so nervous, it can be seen that it is indeed not easy to refine the heart of the text.

Or, forget it?

Waiting for the saint to make a move?

The sage's shot should be guaranteed.

Just as he was worried, seeing that the three of them had finished communicating, he hurriedly stood up straight: "Master, how is it?" ”

Liu Suifeng asked seriously: "It is extremely difficult to upgrade from three products to one product, and two products in a row, but we have discussed it, you can try it, but you need to come up with your own massive literary atmosphere." ”

Chen Huaiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem! ”

"Is that really okay?"

"There is nothing else, how much high-quality original style you need!"

"Apprentice, you can think about it carefully, if there is a lack of original style in the refining process, even if the sage makes a move, I am afraid that it will not be able to help you," Liu Suifeng's expression was very serious: "Refining the author's heart with an original style is the best effect, even if the sage shoots is no exception, you go from the ninth grade to the current three grades, whether I shoot or the sage shoots, only use your original style, that's the reason." ”

Chen Huaiyi nodded heavily: "Master, you have something to say." ”

"At least ten poems that astonish saints."

"Can?"

"Enough!"

Chen Huaiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was going to be much, it was just ten shocking saints." ”

Liu Suifeng: "......"

Xu Ruogu: "......"

Wang Wanzi grabbed Chen Huaiyi's ears angrily: "It's just ten amazing saints, you have such a big breath, even if your master is a great Confucian, it's just a shocking hymn." ”

Chen Huaiyi spread his hands: "It's really simple." ”

Wang Wanzi was even more angry: "Simple? Then let's start and see if it's the three of us who pull the crotch, or if you pull the crotch by yourself, boy, I'll make it clear to you, if you fail to refine because of your own reasons, you are not allowed to blame us. ”

Chen Huaiyi nodded heavily.

"Then let's start," Wang Wanzi looked at Liu Suifeng and Xu Ruogu: "We are Confucians, we can't be looked down upon by this kid, if something goes wrong with us, we won't be able to raise our heads in front of him in the future!" ”

Liu Suifeng and Xu Ruogu nodded at the same time: "Then let's start." ”

After speaking, the three of them looked at Chen Huaiyi together.

Chen Huaiyi shook his head at Xiao Yinling, the little senior sister: "Little senior sister, grind the ink." ”

Xiao Yinling experienced such a series of major events, and the whole person was dizzy as if in a dream.

Hearing Chen Huaiyi's call, he reacted, trotted to Chen Huaiyi, poured water, and sharpened ink.

Chen Huaiyi spread out a stack of rice paper, brewed for a while, and licked the ink.

Then, splash ink.

"The white horse is decorated with golden bonds, and it gallops northwest."

“……”

"The one who controls the string to break the left, and the right one destroys the moon branch."

"Raise your head and rub it, lean over and scatter the horse's hooves."

“……”

"Donating your body to go to the country, seeing death as if you were going home."

"Cao Zhi."

"White Horse Chapter."

The poem became a stunning saint.

Liu Suifeng and the three of them glanced at each other and nodded at the same time.

This poem is really well written.

Although the style is relatively ancient, the momentum is quite brave, and there is a heroic spirit that looks at death as if it were home, and it is vivid and vivid with horses.

It's a good poem.

And Cao Zhi is obviously in the same series as "Luo Shen Fu".

So, it's really worth looking forward to.

In case there is another article that moves the world......

That scene is exciting just thinking about it.

At this moment, the three great Confucians all showed a look of long-lost anticipation, and couldn't wait to see how many good poems, good words and good articles Chen Huaiyi could write in the name of Cao Zhi.

Then, their wishes were immediately granted.

Part II.

"Cao Zhi, give the white horse Wang Biao."

"In May of the fourth year of the early Huang Dynasty, King Baima, King Rencheng and Yu ......"

"Emperor Cheng Minglu, death will return to the old frontier ......"

"Taigu He is scarce, and the mountains and trees are lush and ......"

"Xuanhuang can still enter, I think about it to ......"

"What will the Taixi do, the mandate of heaven is against me......"

"Bitter and thoughtful, the Mandate of Heaven is suspicious ......"

Gifted, amazing saints.

In the sky, the saint who had just appeared because of the "White Horse Chapter" simply sat on the clouds and quietly looked down at Chen Huaiyi.

Liu Suifeng and the three of them were surprised and delighted.

Happily, Chen Huaiyi really came up with another Fu with the same style as "Luo Shen Fu".

What is surprising is that Chen Huaiyi really didn't lie, he can really create with fictional characters, and the poems and articles he creates are completely consistent with the identity characteristics of fictional characters.

The knowledge points in this "Gift to White Horse Wang Biao" are completely consistent with "Luo Shen Fu", and there is a clear context at all.

And Cao Zhi is only a less important role in Chen Huaiyi's mouth.

But for such a not-so-important role, Chen Huaiyi has made so many wonderful poems and articles.

What about important roles?

If every character is so attentive, then tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of characters will accumulate and what a grand work it must be.

This work is really going to come out, and sanctification is probably easy to come by.

Even the saint rank of the attained saint is probably stronger than that of ordinary saints.

Thinking of this, they glanced at each other and reaffirmed their inner thoughts, they must protect Chen Huaiyi to grow up.

If Chen Huaiyi had an accident because of the mistakes of the three of them, he would inevitably feel guilty for life.

Chen Huaiyi concentrated on splashing ink.

He wanted to come up with ten astonishing saints as quickly as possible.

No!

Ten articles are not insured!

Twelve!

It just so happened that Cao Zhi had twelve essays handed down.

Take it all out in one go.

You can also make a collection.

Chen Huaiyi thought of this, and did not hide it, and moved out "Meditation Fu", "Rosemary Fu", "Relief Text", "Calvary Saying", "Returning to Si Fu", "Nine Sorrow Fu", "Idle Fu", "Stage Fu", "Turtle Fu", "Wine Fu" and "Hibiscus Fu".

Eleven essays and one poem.

Coherent.

One by one.

Xiao Yinling's ink grinding speed can barely catch up with Chen Huaiyi's ink speed.

Liu Suifeng and the three of them guarded the whole process.

And the phantom of the saint in the sky also waited quietly, without saying a word, just quietly staring at Chen Huaiyi.

waited for Chen Huaiyi to put down his pen before he spoke softly.