The core law of poetry is the use of peace.

As long as this point remains unchanged, even in another world, the poems that Xu Qi'an survived in his nine-year compulsory education will still have a place to use.

Xu Xinnian glanced at him and raised his chin: "There is a bird in the sky and a worm on the ground." Birds pounce and insects reincarnate. ”

"Poof...."Xu Lingyue covered her mouth and chuckled. But after being glared at by Xu Qi'an, he lowered his head with a slightly red face.

.... It's so poisonous, I want to hit him. The corners of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched, this is a poem written by the original owner when he was ten years old, and it was enlightened by the three brothers and sisters of the Xu family (Xu Lingyin was still a tadpole at the time), which was the father of the aunt and the grandfather of Xiucai.

Once, Xiucai's grandfather tested their poems, so this amazing poem came into being.

The aunt sneered, "Ning Yan, it's not that the aunt looks down on you, the old Xu family has also produced a seed of reading." Your uncle and nephew's words are like worms. ”

"I can't write words well, and I still make poems. The aunt pouted and rolled her eyes.

The second uncle was a little embarrassed and coughed: "Ning Yan, let's not get involved in the affairs of the scholars, today Xiu Mu, let's take a hand in the courtyard?"

The implication is that you kid don't make a fool of yourself, you don't understand the things of scholars, and you lose face and cause Lao Tzu to be ridiculed by his daughter-in-law.

"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight. Xu Qi'an said lightly.

The aunt rolled her eyes and lowered her head to drink the porridge.

Second Uncle Xu wiped the oil stains on the corners of his young daughter's mouth.

Xu Xinnian frowned, just one sentence, I couldn't hear anything, but Xu Qi'an was able to write such a neat seven-word quatrain, which was already very surprising.

"The north wind blows geese and snow. ”

Xu Xinnian was stunned for a moment, and in his mind, a sense of picture arose.

Xu Lingyue raised her head and looked at her cousin in surprise with smart beautiful eyes.

Xu Qi'an lowered his head and drank porridge and said nothing.

"What about the back, what about the back?" Xu Xinnian asked urgently, it felt like listening to a storyteller in a teahouse. When it comes to the wonderful place, I suddenly beat the wood: I know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown.

It makes people want to hit people.

"I can't write poetry. Xu Qi'an glanced at his aunt lightly, he just felt that his aunt was very dignified and beautiful today, and there was absolutely no hint of asking her to apologize.

The aunt stared at her big Kazlan eyes, turned her head and asked her son, "Is this poem very good?"

Xu Lingyue said softly: "It's very meaningful!"

She has limited reading, but she can also hear that the first two sentences are excellent seven words.

Seeing the attitude of his daughter and son, Xu Pingzhi was shocked, staring at Xu Qi'an without blinking, with both stunned and expectant eyes in his eyes.

"Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you!" Xu Qi'an chewed the fritters and threw out the last two sentences.

Smack... The chopsticks in Xu Erlang's hand fell on the table.

"Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you...."He muttered to himself, immersed in the artistic conception and unable to extricate himself.

Xu Lingyue's delicate body trembled, and goosebumps appeared on the back of her hands.

Xu Pingzhi grinned: "Damn, why do you sound a creepy feeling." ”

The aunt was not convinced, but agreed with her husband's words.

The power of poetry lies in this, it is a kind of spiritual shock, even if people who can't write poetry don't understand the laws of plainness, but when they read masterpieces, they will still have uncontrollable scalp numbness.

This feeling, when Xu Qi'an used to study, he was often shocked by the first masterpiece in the Chinese textbook.

"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow, don't worry about the road ahead without knowing yourself, no one in the world knows you. ”

Xu Xinnian couldn't help but stand up, and two blushes of excitement surged on his face, which made him look even more beautiful.... Coquettish.

What a masterpiece!

Although he is not good at poetry, as a reader, who does not yearn for a hundred poems about fighting wine, and when he hears good poems and good words, he can't help but sing and his blood is boiling.

"You.... When will you make poetry?" Xu Xinnian stared at Xu Qi'an, his eyes were bright, shocking, and puzzled.

"When did I say that I couldn't write poetry?" Xu Qi'an laughed: "The poems I made during the enlightenment can represent the present? I have always been quite poetic, but I just don't show it." ”

"It turns out that Ning Yan is the reading seed of our Xu family," Second Uncle Xu was overjoyed, and smiled: "I knew that I would let you study at the beginning, and quit the old and practiced martial arts." ”

The aunt was not convinced, and opened her mouth, but she could not say a strong rebuttal.

No, in that case, I can't write, and the second martial artist won't be.... Xu Qi'an knew that the original owner was a scumbag, and studying was a pure waste of time, so it was better to drop out of school and move bricks on the construction site.

Xu Xinnian is not the material for martial arts, counting on a creamy little raw iron with fine skin and tender meat?

"But ah, this is a poem written by Ning Yan, forget it after listening to it, say goodbye to the old, you can't take it for yourself, it's not for the reader. Second Uncle Xu said.

Xu Xinnian said 'heh', disdainfully responding to his father, is he that kind of person? turned to Xu Qi'an and said: "This poem is borrowed from me, and I will explain that you are the person who wrote the poem." ”

It is I who do the death.... Xu Qi'an nodded slightly: "Go ahead, take it and pretend.... Appearing before men. ”

The business of reading people is, of course, the appearance before people.

This poem was originally intended to be sent to Xu New Year to make contacts, but he didn't care who the signature was.

is not a confucian, poetry actually has little effect on him, which is why he did not use poetry to appear in front of people for a month.

The environment doesn't allow it.

Spend all day with a group of people who dance knives and guns, and chant poems to them, it is better to teach them to sing the man who sets the horse pole.

"What about the name of the poem?" Xu Xinnian asked.

..... I forgot. Xu Qi'an's face stiffened, "This poem was inspired by me, there is no name, you will think about it." ”

......

After breakfast, Xu Xinnian took his father's beloved horse from the backyard and hurried away. The uncle and nephew discussed in the courtyard, and the point stopped.

"Yes, my skills have improved again, and if I want to go further, I can only step into the realm of practicing qi, but the qi machine needs the sympathy of heaven and earth to be born. Second Uncle Xu took the sweat towel handed by the servant and wiped his cheeks: "In addition to the medicinal bath, there must also be a master of the God Refining Realm to open the gate of heaven for you." Otherwise, you won't be able to step into the Qi cultivation realm for the rest of your life. ”

The Divine Refining Realm is the seven grades in the martial arts path.

"Second uncle, what do you want to say?" Xu Qi'an wiped his sweat.

"I was born and died in the Battle of Mountains and Seas, and only then did I accumulate military exploits, and only then did I get the masters in the army to open the gate of heaven for me and step into the realm of qi training. Second Uncle Xu sighed: "In the second year of going home, there will be a New Year." ”

"Now that the world is quite peaceful, you don't even have the opportunity to accumulate combat merits, how can you practice qi? If you don't practice qi, won't you become a family?"

"Ning Yan, the second uncle is old, and his only wish is to see you marry a wife and have children, so that I can be worthy of your dead father. ”

"Let's take it one step at a time. Xu Qi'an said perfunctorily.

In addition to accumulating credit, there is another way to get promoted, and that is to throw money at it.

Prescriptions and masters can be solved with silver.

Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, so the imperial court strictly controls the number of martial artists, and it is clearly stipulated that masters of the god refining realm are not allowed to open the gate of heaven for anyone in private, and if they want to open the gate of heaven for the heirs of the family, they need to report to the government.

However, today's Dafeng bureaucratic atmosphere is extremely poor, corrupt officials are rampant, and the majesty of the imperial court is weakening day by day, even if they dare not disobey the law openly, there are still many masters of the God Refining Realm who will look for trading partners on the black market.

Xu Qi'an's efforts to make money were saved with the idea of replacing meritorious deeds with silver.

Otherwise, I'll be stuck in the Refining Realm all the time, what's the use of me asking for this iron rod?

The aunt led a pair of daughters over, stood under the eaves of the cloister, and shouted: "Master, the warm day is warm, you can take Lingyin and Lingyue out for a walk." ”

Second Uncle Xu frowned: "I have something." ”

"Isn't it Xiu Mu today? ”

"I asked my colleagues to have a drink, and I'm going to leave later. Otherwise, let Ning Yan take them out to play. ”

Girls from scholarly families are usually raised in deep boudoirs and can't go out shopping at will.

The Xu family is a family of military generals, and there are not so many harsh tutors.

Xu Qi'an looked back, just in time to meet the clear and bright eyes of the twenty-eight girl, the girl who was blue and better than blue in appearance pursed her lips, a little introverted shy, and bowed her head slightly.

"Just idle. Xu Qi'an nodded.

Looking back, I took my sixteen-year-old girl out shopping in my last life, and it was still the "golden years" of the eighteen-year-old, of course, the girl at that time could not be compared with Xu Lingyue at all.

PS: Thanks to the alliance leader of the "Fallen Stars" boss, it will be updated after it is put on the shelves.