Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 379: Literary Luck
There was a moment of dead silence on the deck.

Everyone was carefully savoring the seven-character poem that Bai Yuan had just written.

“There will be times when strong winds and waves break, so you can hang your sails and sail across the sea.”

Situ Nan frowned and pondered over it again.

Although we don’t know where the Yellow River and Taihang Mountains are, it does not affect the charm of this poem at all.

It first starts with him drawing his sword and looking around feeling frustrated and confused, and then he becomes excited and excited as he rides the wind and waves. It is truly heart-wrenching.

Then he thought about how Bai Yuan had been in Lingzhou in the northern border before. He heard that there was ice and snow there all year round. It seemed that the Yellow River would be blocked by ice if he wanted to cross it.

I also heard that Bai Yuan came from a poor family, but later became a famous star.

Doesn’t this fit the meaning of the poem?

A masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages!

Situ Nan had been familiar with poetry and literature since childhood, and he soon realized that Bai Yuan's poem could even surpass the masterpieces of most great scholars.

His eyes became brighter and brighter.

Judging from his poems, Bai Yuan's luck was the best among anyone he had ever seen!
In Situ Nan's eyes, Bai Yuan's luck was like a scorching sun that was impossible to look directly at.

Fang Hua on the side was also thinking over and over again.

Then he looked at Bai Yuan in shock.

He didn't expect that Bai Yuan was not only good at fighting, but also so good at writing poetry.

Although he disdained such trivial things as writing poetry, he had first-rate appreciation ability and knew too well the value of Bai Yuan's story. Even after a thousand years, it would surely be passed down by those unsuccessful officials in later generations.

Situ Nan did not continue writing poetry.

As soon as Bai Yuan finished this poem, the poetry gathering on the deck today came to an end, because it was impossible to come up with a better poem than this one.

His face was calm, and he did not show any frustration at being overwhelmed by Bai Yuan.

"Master Bai is worthy of being called the Immortal Poet just by this poem."

Hearing Situ Nan's words, everyone was horrified.

The words "Poet Immortal" carry great weight. Since the death of Poet Immortal Du Chun one thousand years ago, no one dares to use these two words anymore.

It just so happened that Situ Nan was the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, and his personal recognition was almost equivalent to official recognition of Bai Yuan's title of Immortal Poet.

A military commander from the northern border became a poet in Xuanyang. How could the literati in the Central Plains and the south of the Yangtze River feel?

Bai Yuan was a little surprised.

He didn't expect Situ Nan to be so straightforward.

In the darkness, a mysterious aura lingered around him.

This is exactly the destiny of literature.

Confucianism attaches the most importance to luck. In addition to the most upright and powerful national luck, there is another kind of luck, which is the literary luck that now falls on Bai Yuan.

The great sage of Confucianism once pointed out two paths for later generations of scholars.

One way, of course, is to enter the world as an official and work for world peace.

The other is to study in seclusion and write books to become a saint.

According to legend, the great sage never obtained any official position until his death, and he took the second path.

This also proves that the power of literature is no weaker than that of the country.

Bai Yuan was overjoyed.

With Wen Yun, the speed of practicing Dantian Breathing Method will definitely be much faster.

Bai Yuan had never expected that he had only wanted to unlock the plagiarism achievement, which was a must for time travelers, on a whim, but he actually brought him literary luck.

This was an unexpected surprise.

All the officials on the deck looked at Bai Yuan with envy.

As disciples of Confucianism, they are more sensitive to luck and have already felt the literary luck in Bai Yuan.

Even the presidents of the four major academies could not obtain such a large amount of literary fortune at one time.

How can they not be envious?

But they were not jealous.

They only feel jealous of what they can reach, and they ask themselves that they will never be able to write such amazing poems as "There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the vast ocean." Situ Nan bowed to Bai Yuan and said, "Master Bai, I will take my leave first."

Seeing Situ Nan's rare politeness, Bai Yuan clasped his fists from a distance.

Everyone lost interest and returned to their cabins in a depressed mood.

The ship sailed south with the wind, making rapid progress.

It took only two days to reach Jiangzhou.

Jiangzhou is the only big province in Jiangnan that can stand shoulder to shoulder with Chuzhou.

This state is the closest to the Central Plains, but the reason why it can be compared with Chuzhou, which has produced several important officials, is precisely because of the Dragon and Tiger Sect that dominates the state.

The people of Jiangzhou may not necessarily respect the government office, but they will definitely be respectful to the Dragon and Tiger Sect.

It’s not just because the Dragon and Tiger Sect is strong enough and has deep foundation, but also because of what the Dragon and Tiger Sect did in Jiangzhou.

Before Emperor Taizu established Xuanyang, demons were rampant on the earth.

The Heavenly Master of the Dragon and Tiger Sect led his disciples down the mountain to slay demons and monsters, making Jiangzhou a pure land on earth.

The people of Jiangzhou have always remembered this kindness.

More than a dozen huge ships slowly approached the shore.

Bai Yuan walked down from the boat and looked at the prosperous Jiangzhou City.

When he went to the south of the Yangtze River with Li Huan and Yan Lei, he had never been to Jiangzhou.

Since the Yan family's reputation was useless in Jiangzhou, Yan Lei didn't plan to waste his time.

Yang Fangyu's family is in Jiangzhou.

The emperor passed through Jiangzhou on his way to offer sacrifices to heaven, and officials of all ranks in Jiangzhou had already been waiting at the dock.

Bai Yuan looked at the two middle-aged men who were kneeling respectfully in front of Emperor Li Chengyuan. They were the prefect and the general of Jiangzhou.

The aura that he inadvertently revealed was far beyond what Kong Sen, the governor of Lingzhou, could compare to.

The foundation of Jiangnan is indeed much stronger than that of several states in the northern border.

Kong Sen was already an outstanding prefect in the northern border, but he was still far behind the chief officials in the south of the Yangtze River.

Emperor Li Chengyuan was eager to offer sacrifices and did not stay in Jiangzhou for too long. He immediately went straight to the Longhu Sect.

The governor and general of Jiangzhou would certainly not miss this great opportunity to show off, and they had already sent troops to clear the way.

There was no one on the official road.

There were already three thousand officials and their entourage who came from the capital, and with the addition of several thousand people from Jiangzhou, the team on the official road seemed even larger.

Bai Yuan was secretly shocked as he looked at the long dragon-like team.

It is said that ancient kings generally did not leave the capital, which was really a waste of money and labor. I wonder how much money this trip would cost.

The Dragon and Tiger Sect is not far from Jiangzhou City, only fifty miles away.

At dusk, this huge team arrived at the foot of the Longhu Sect Mountain.

The emperor's sacrifice to heaven was a top-notch event, so the two remaining heavenly masters of the Dragon and Tiger Sect rarely appeared at the same time and waited at the foot of the mountain.

Looking from afar.

Taoist Pei was still wearing his tattered Taoist robe as usual.

Next to him stood another old Taoist priest, dressed in a purple and gold Taoist robe, with an ethereal appearance and a Taoist demeanor, like a god.

There is no doubt that this old Taoist priest must be the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, Zhang Tianshi.

Emperor Li Chengyuan, Grand Tutor Liang Yuankang, several of the emperor's attendants and royal family members followed the two great heavenly masters to Mount Longhu.

Of course, the remaining thousands of people could only camp on the spot.

Even though the team is so large, except for a few people, everyone else can only watch from afar.

As for the officials who were to offer sacrifices, they had to wait for an auspicious day before going up the mountain, and before that they could only wait patiently.

But just when Bai Yuan moved into the tent, a little Taoist priest appeared in the camp.

He shouted in his childish voice.

"Please ask Lord Bai to come up the mountain!"

(End of this chapter)