There is a small wooden building in the backyard of Taiyuan University.

There is a lush bamboo forest in the northeast corner of the courtyard outside the small wooden building.

There is a small lotus pond outside the bamboo forest.

There is a big banyan tree beside the lotus pond.

There is an ancient table placed under the big banyan tree.

There were only seven or eight lotus flowers in the lotus pond, but there were five or six dragonflies.

The stillness of the lotus and the movement of the dragonfly make this small lotus pond lively.

In addition, the cicadas chirping on the big banyan tree in this sunny afternoon make the small yard full of life.

Six people were sitting around the table under the big banyan tree!

But at this moment, none of these six people made the slightest sound!

So, the only thing left here was the chirping of cicadas.

Wei Xuanmo, a great Confucian of the Yue Kingdom, and his four disciples were writing on the table with flowers all over the courtyard, and three words "will toast" had been written on the paper!

Wei Xuanmo and his disciples had heard this poem on the first day they entered Yujing City.

But now, when Hua Manting wrote this poem again, they suddenly found that this feeling was completely different from listening to it!

The elegant cursive calligraphy of Hua Man Ting vividly expresses the freedom and ease of the poem "About to Enter the Wine"!

When the first sentence fell on the paper, even though they knew the poem by heart, they still felt the majestic momentum.

The garden was filled with flowers in one wave, and after a few breaths the whole poem appeared on the paper.

He put down the brush, smiled slightly, and looked up at Wei Xuanmo, "In March, in Guangling City, at the Qianmo Academy in Guangling City, he drank and wrote this poem!"

"It is precisely because I saw this poem he wrote with my own eyes that I regard him as my old friend!"

Wei Xuanmo also raised his head, "This guy is a great talent, but I still have some doubts!"

"Master Wei, please speak."

Wei Xuanmo pointed at the poem and frowned slightly, "He is only seventeen years old. According to what you just said, he was unknown in Guangling City for the first seventeen years, and was even considered a fool by people."

"You and I both know that poetry and articles are mostly accumulated in daily life. There are many talented and literati in the world, and although there are also geniuses, a genius like Li Chen'an who suddenly became a blockbuster once he became enlightened... I have traveled all over the world, and it is true that

I have never seen such an amazing young genius!"

"So I have some doubts, especially this line in the poem... Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, and the cup will not stop... Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng are obviously the names of two people."

"Do you know if there are two such people in Guangling City?"

"In addition, this poem is bold and emotional, and the words between the lines also reveal the poet's arrogant and proud character."

"But based on what I've learned about Li Chen'an in the past two days... he seems to be extremely meticulous in his work and has a humble temperament. It seems that he has nothing to do with this arrogant and aloof person. Instead, he has the legacy of his grandfather."

Before Hua Manting could explain, Wei Xuanmo continued:

"Let's talk about the poem he created. The song "Tian Jing Sha" indeed created a new literary style, but the writing style of "Tian Jing Sha" is completely different from that of "Jin Jin Sha"!"

"The so-called literary style refers to the poems of famous people that have been handed down for thousands of years. Each of them has its own characteristics."

"It may be exciting and high-pitched, or it may be graceful and graceful, or it may be eloquent, or it may be simple and plain."

"It is rare for different styles to appear on the same person, but each of Li Chenan's poems gives me a different feeling!"

"It's really hard for me to believe that he could draw on the strengths of others without leaving any trace. On the contrary, I feel...these poems were originally written by different people!"

Wei Xuanmo picked up the tea cup, looked at Hua Man Ting, and said meaningfully: "Does Ning Guo need such a person?"

Hua Manting stroked his long beard and raised his eyebrows. Of course he understood what Wei Xuanmo meant -

Use the efforts of all the great scholars in Ning Kingdom to make Li Chenan a god!

Now that Ningguo is restless, the flag of Li Chenan is erected and he becomes the idol of Ningguo scholars. Then his poems and even the words he speaks will become the objects of pursuit among Ningguo students!

At this time, if Li Chenan spoke about why scholars study, it would certainly make all the scholars in Ningguo think deeply, follow, and even change their previous ideals.

His reputation among scholars will remain unparalleled for a while.

So if Prime Minister Ji and his family take action against Li Chenan at this time and Li Chenan dies, the consequence... I am afraid that Ningguo students will raise their arms and shout for him. It is even more likely that this huge group of students will prevent Prime Minister Ji and his family from stepping down for him.

.

Or he may step down immediately!

This may be why Ji Tai wants to kill Li Chenan now!

This may be the reason why there has been no sound from Zhongli Ruoshui's mother these days.

When the words Li Chenan said were engraved on the stone tablet and erected in front of the archway of Taiyuan College, when Li Chenan left the Fish and Dragon Society and drew a clear line with Ji Tai, his reputation was among the students in Kyoto.

It’s been the same for a while!

"Of course Ningguo needs such a person!"

"But your guess was wrong!"

"When he wrote the poem "About to Enter the Wine", I also asked him who Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng were."

"He said that Master Cen's son's name is Cen Xun, and Dan Qiu's birth name is Yuan Danqiu. They are not from this world!"

Wei Xuanmo was startled, then heard Hua Manting say again: "He said... he met these two people in a dream and regarded them as close friends. He still remembers them clearly when he wakes up."

This cannot be verified.

It was difficult to distinguish the authenticity of such a mysterious thing, so Wei Xuanmo had no choice but to give it up.

"As for his writing style,"

Hua Manting poured a cup of tea for Wei Xuanmo and said with a smile: "He was ordered to participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. I think you will get to know him again at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival and firmly believe that there is such a thing in this world that ordinary people like us cannot imagine.

Genius!"

Hua Manting's words shocked Wei Xuanmo and his disciples.

With Hua Manting's literary attainments, he actually thinks that he is an ordinary person, but thinks that Li Chenan is a genius that even he can't match!

Doesn’t this mean that his poetry is unrivaled?

Of course Yan Biao and the others didn't believe it, because they were known as geniuses in the Yue Kingdom, not to mention that they had many such geniuses here this time!

Even if he, Li Chenan, was extremely capable, he would not be able to defeat the dozens of erudite young men in the Yue Kingdom Imperial Academy by himself!

Of course Wei Xuanmo didn't believe it either.

For the sake of fairness, the propositions for this Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meeting were submitted to Emperor Ning Guo by himself and the four great Confucian scholars from Taiyuan College, without their signatures.

No one knows what topics Emperor Ning Guo will choose for the cultural conference, or whether he will even order one or two topics.

Even if he, Li Chenan, is extremely capable, he only has one brain. How could he possibly be able to defeat his group of extremely outstanding disciples?

Of course he couldn't say that.

"Brother Hua's words have aroused my strong interest in him."

"If it's convenient for Brother Hua, can you ask him out? I'd also like to meet him!"
Chapter completed!