Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 108
[Chapter 108 Spring and Autumn Holy Page]
“Pfft…” Nanyuan took a sip of tea and sprayed himself all over, looking at the picture in the shadow stone, listening to the voice, it was clearly Wan Anbo and Chen Luo.
“This…how did this Wan Amber get into the competition?” Someone from the audience exclaimed.
“That’s right, isn’t it only Confucian scholars who can participate in Wenlei? Wan Anbo is also a Confucian student?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, Mr. Nan said that in the court, some people questioned Wan Anbo because he didn’t awaken his talent for thorough reading. Amber wrote the poem “Ode to Bamboo”!”
“But…what’s going on?”
All eyes turned to Nanyuanxi for a moment.
Nanyuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted at Xiao Er; “Quick, quick, get my Xingmu, today I want to comment on ‘Linhuang Lei’ on the spot!”
…
Linglonglou.
“Ah, it’s Wan Anbo!”
“Wan Anbo also participated in the literary competition?”
“Didn’t Wan Anbo say that he was not a Confucian scholar before?”
“Don’t talk, let me watch Wan Anbo quietly…”
… …
Zheliu Academy.
Shengwen Square erupted into strong cheers when Tian Xiangwan introduced himself, and just after the students had vented their enthusiasm, they heard a young voice from the
phantom—”Daxuan Wan’anbo, Chen Luo.”
“My mother!” A student immediately burst out, “This is… Wan Amber?”
“Wow—why did he get in the competition?”
“What should I do? Do I support him now or support him? Senior Sister Tian?”
“You are stupid, he and Senior Sister Tian are together.”
In the elegant room at the head of the courtyard, Kong Tianfang pulled out one of his beards by mistake, and looked at Tian Haiyi: “Hai Yi, is this the Chen Luo we knew?”
Tian Haiyi also stared at the phantom to confirm again and again, He nodded and said: “Head of the hospital, that’s right!”
Kong Tianfang suddenly slapped the table: “Then what is he doing up there?”
Tian Haiyi also looked puzzled: “Could it be Wen Xiang’s killing chess?”
“Killing chess ass, that Smelly chess basket, are you still qualified to play dark chess?”
Tian Haiyi: ((((┏(; ̄▽ ̄)┛I
didn’t hear anything, I don’t know, and it has nothing to do with me!
…
Compared to the reactions of various places in the capital, The Dongque scene was more than ten times more lively.
After all, as the literary name of “The Shame of a Literati” spread far and wide, almost everyone knew that Wan Anbo and Chen Luo had extraordinary literary talents. Unfortunately, without the talent for thorough reading, he could not give birth to a righteous spirit. But
the problem is, Wen Lei’s competition requires awe-inspiring righteousness.
Then what is he doing on stage?
For a moment, everyone’s eyes are on Yan Baichuan, who is in charge of the selection of the candidate. The
Prime Minister frowned and wanted to ask questions, but his lips twitched slightly, and he endured it. But Ye Heng, who was sitting above, said curiously: “Minister Wen, this Wan Anbo is not a Confucian scholar, how can he arrange for him to go to school?” Wen Lei?” Wen Xiang turned his head and said with a faint smile: “Your Majesty, do n’t worry, Rong Chen will tell you
soon.”
Ye Heng nodded and stopped asking. In the group, the rabbit demon next to Bai Qingqing was sweating profusely and knelt on the ground: “Young master, as far as this servant knows, Wan Anbo is indeed not a Confucian scholar!” Bai Qingqing also had a serious look on his face: “Get up. There must be something wrong with this matter, but even if it is him, he will definitely not be able to pass my test.”
At this moment, Hou An’s voice was thought of again in Dongque Square, suppressing the noise of the audience.
“Invite the emissary of the demon race to make a proposition—”
Bai Qingqing stood up from the soft seat, her tall and curvy figure, her eyes were instantly firm, and she stepped down from the demon’s viewing platform step by step with her slender thighs. On the jade high platform. Bai Qingqing showed off her fox ears unabashedly, with a furry fox tail behind him, swaying and swaying with her waist, it has touched the hearts of many people.
She stepped onto the high platform made of jade, nodded to the left and right respectively, and then saluted respectfully to Ye Heng, who was in the high position in front of her: “Qingqiu of the fox clan, Bai Qingqing, was ordered by the Palace of the Holy Monarch of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom to go to Daxuan. See Your Majesty, Emperor Daxuan.”
At this time, the people in the surrounding area were in commotion again, and even the astonishment of Chen Luo’s appearance on the stage before was suppressed.
“Is this the daughter of Princess Danluo? She really has the demeanor of Princess Danluo!”
“Princess Danluo in those days, I don’t know how many literati and refined scholars she admired, but I didn’t expect to get a fox in the end.”
“It doesn’t matter, which hero put This young master of youth just remarries.”
“What should I do? I want to support the young master of youth!”
…
Regardless of the voices outside the arena, Ye Heng looked at Bai Qingqing seriously, and said gently: “Don’t worry about it.” Let’s salute. After seeing the salute this time, there is no need to give more salutations. When I was young, Sister Dan Luo protected me a lot. After she passed away, my heart ached. You have entered the mystery this time, so stay a little longer. Take a look at Daxuan Capital for your mother.”
Bai Qingqing once again blessed Fuli: “Qingqing understands, thank you Your Majesty.”
Ye Heng nodded, and Hou An said again: “Please ask the demon envoy to come up with a question!”
Bai Qingqing Standing up, his eyes passed in front of the four people on the stage, and finally stayed on Chen Luo for a while, then moved away again.
With a slender move of Bai Qingqing’s hand, four clusters of light flew out from the mission’s seat in an instant, hovering over the high jade platform. With a wave of Bai Qingqing’s hand, the four clusters of light dissipated, revealing four scrolls with bark patterns on them, revealing an old aura on the scrolls.
“The Holy Page of Spring and Autumn?” As soon as the bark scroll appeared, a great historian sitting in the auditorium got up and looked at the four scrolls of bark, “This is the holy page of Spring and Autumn!”
Bai Qingqing heard the voice of the great historian , smiled slightly, bowed slightly, and said, “That’s right, this is the holy page of Spring and Autumn.”
“There are ancient trees that transform demons and survive for three thousand years, so they can be called ancient trees of Spring and Autumn.”
“Take its bark to make paper, It is the holy page of Spring and Autumn.”
“In the past, the most holy teacher of Confucianism, Kong Sheng, took the bark of a 30,000-year-old tree and wrote “Spring and Autumn”. Today, Qingqing dare not treat the handsome Confucian, and asks for an ancient tree on Qingqiu Mountain A few volumes of bark from the venerable are made into the sacred pages of Spring and Autumn.”
“The right to be the paper for today’s literary competition.”
Wenxiang frowned slightly.
…
“Despicable.” In the
Beifeng Building, Nanyuan Xi smashed the Xingmu in his hand with hatred. Although his cultivation base was not high, he knew a lot about Confucianism. Hearing Bai Qingqing’s words at this time, blurted out.
“Mr. Nan, is there any particularity here?” someone asked.
Nanyuan took a deep breath and explained: “Everyone doesn’t know. This Spring and Autumn Holy Page is stained with the vicissitudes of time, and non-passed poems cannot leave traces on it. Poems that can be written on the Spring and Autumn Holy Page must be written on the Spring and Autumn Holy Page. It’s a poem handed down from generation to generation.”
“According to the rules, there are two restrictions on the literary competition in the arena. But Yaozu’s move is equivalent to adding one more condition.”
Some people wondered: “Then we refuse to drop it, can’t we?”
Nan Nan Yuan Xi shook his head: “It’s customary for Wen Lei to use the pen, ink, paper and inkstone provided by the party who created the question. Once in the past, the Yaozu used the sacred bone of the great sage of the Yaozu as the brush, and no one could handle it. Fortunately, the book sage Wang Xizhi He was born out of nowhere, fought with the holy pen for an hour, and finally subdued the opponent, and just passed the level.”
“Handed down poems…” Everyone looked at Xu Ying again, and their eyes fell on Chen Luo, “With Wan Amber, there must be no problem!”
At this time, Bai Qingqing in Xu Ying said again: “This time Wen Lei, the first restriction is—”
Fortunately, it’s a continuous update, otherwise this chapter…
haha, the third update.
(end of this chapter)
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