I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

"The vast ocean swallows up the rainbow, and the rolling waves shake the sky.

The wind rolls up the clouds and the thousands of sails dance; the sun shines brightly and the sky is red.

The mountains are towering up to the clouds, and the rivers are rushing like the rainbow.

"With lofty aspirations and ambitions, I will conquer the world with my smile."

Ji Jingchun slowly read out the poem on the paper. Every word seemed to carry a rhythm that made people intoxicated.

He nodded slightly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction, obviously admiring the poem very much.

"Who did this?"

In the crowd, an ordinary-looking man, upon hearing that his masterpiece was praised by the great scholar, seemed to be struck by lightning and instantly emerged from the crowd.

He waved his arms excitedly and shouted loudly.

"It's me! It's me!"

Ji Jingchun looked at him and nodded slightly, stroking his beard and smiled: "Not bad."

Although it is just two short words, the meaning is self-evident.

The man was even more ecstatic upon hearing this and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I got it, I got it!"

Seeing this, the people around seemed to be strongly stimulated.

One by one, they buried their heads in their work again, hoping to create even better poems.

At this moment, Yan Xiu walked slowly to a mahogany table.

Roll up your sleeves, pick up the pen, dip it in ink, and write.

His movements were as smooth as flowing water. He was isolated from the noise and bustle around him and appeared very calm and composed.

After finishing writing, Yan Xiu blew gently to dry the ink.

Then he came in front of Ji Jingchun and smiled.

"Please have a look, Mr. Ji."

When Ji Jingchun saw Yan Xiu's young appearance, he didn't pay much attention to him.

After all, there were many promising young people of similar age to Yan Xiu present.

But when Ji Jingchun saw the poem on the paper clearly, his eyes widened suddenly and even his speech became stuttering.

“This…this this…!”

He stood up suddenly with the rice paper in his hand.

The loud noise instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Great poem, great poem! A masterpiece for all ages!!"

Ji Jingchun widened his eyes and held a corner of the rice paper tightly with both hands, fearing that it would grow wings and fly away in the next moment.

Seeing how excited he was, everyone came closer, wanting to take a look at the poem on the paper.

Ji Jingchun calmed down his excitement and came to Yan Xiu.

"You did this?"

Yan Xiu nodded calmly.

Seeing him nod, Ji Jingchun immediately continued the conversation.

"I want to take you as my disciple, what do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they caused a huge commotion.

If you can say that it is lucky to be recommended by Ji Jingchun to practice in Mo Yun Academy.

For those present, being able to become a disciple of this great scholar was like a blessing from their ancestors.

After hearing Ji Jingchun's words, everyone gathered around, wanting to see who had received this honor.

The man who had just been praised by Ji Jingchun now had a sullen face and was filled with indignation.

He racked his brains but could only get a nod of approval from the great scholar, while Yan Xiu in front of him directly got the opportunity to become his disciple.

How could he not feel indignant at the huge gap between the two?

"Teacher, I wonder what is so special about this brother that he has caught your eye. Why don't you let us learn more about him?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.

These words immediately resonated with others.

They all echoed, wanting to see what kind of abilities this young man had that Ji Jingchun favored him so much.

Ji Jingchun also heard the dissatisfaction and jealousy in their words.

He immediately placed the paper in his hand gently on the table and spread it out carefully, afraid of wrinkling any corner.

Then read the poem on the paper.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dancing with my shadow, it feels like I am not in the human world. "

The person who received Ji Jingchun's nod of approval and who also held the greatest hostility towards Yan Xiu, was stunned after reading this poem.

At the same time, everyone on the field no longer had the disdainful expression on their faces, but fell into silence.

Finally, someone sighed softly.

"This poem should only exist in heaven, how often can it be heard in the world?"

For a moment, everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of the poem and unable to extricate themselves.

"How about it, is there anyone who is dissatisfied?"

Suddenly, the people around were silent, not daring to make any more noise.

Ji Jingchun suddenly snorted and laughed.

He walked up to Yan Xiu, his old face filled with a kind and gentle smile.

"My dear friend, what do you think of what I just said?"

Yan Xiu naturally would not agree to this.

He showed up this time just to fight for an opportunity for Xie Shucheng and Lin Jianqiu to study.

Yan Xiu smiled calmly and did not refuse directly.

"Old sir, let me think about this overnight and give you an answer tomorrow, okay?"

Ji Jingchun naturally wouldn't say no.

"Okay, okay, I don't know where you live, I will come to visit you personally at noon tomorrow."

When Yan Xiu told Ji Jingchun the address of the clinic, it caused another round of exclamations.

Who would have thought that the talented man who could write such a masterpiece was just an ordinary doctor in a clinic?

For a time, many people felt that all the years they had spent reading the books of sages had been in vain, and they felt ashamed and embarrassed.

Ji Jingchun ordered people to frame the piece of rice paper on which Yan Xiu wrote the poem and placed it on a table for people to admire.

"My dear friend, this poem seems to be unfinished, and there is a sequel to it. I wonder if my guess is correct?"

Upon hearing this, everyone who was originally immersed in Yan Xiu's poetry was shocked once again.

Yan Xiu secretly praised in his heart.

This great scholar is indeed worthy of his reputation. He was able to foresee that there would be a second half of the poem just by reading the first half.

He didn't hide it and nodded.

"Mr. Ji guessed correctly, there is indeed a second stanza."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone rushed in like a tide and surrounded Yan Xiu.

Their expressions were extremely excited, with an urgent desire in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to see the next stanza.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted.

"My dear brother, I am willing to pay five thousand taels for this piece of yours!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately met with a burst of laughter.

Someone said disdainfully: "Five thousand taels? How can you afford that? I'll give you ten thousand taels!"

"I'll pay thirty thousand taels!"

"Forty thousand taels!"

The bids came one after another, each one louder than the last, and the prices kept rising.

Everyone knows that as long as they can buy this piece, they will be able to have a place in the Confucian community.

Even if you spend one hundred thousand taels of silver, you will be able to get it back by then.

"This young master offers two hundred thousand taels!"

At this moment, Liu Daoyuan, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke.

The price he offered was enough to discourage everyone and they dared not bid.

Even if someone could offer so much money, they would not dare to compete with the Liu family.

Seeing everyone openly wanting to pay to buy this piece, Ji Jingchun's face turned the color of liver with anger.

"Vulgar! Vulgar!"

In his heart, such masterpieces cannot be measured by money and are worthy of being passed down through the ages and praised by future generations.

Liu Daoyuan sneered at this.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is."

"My friend, I am Liu Daoyuan from the Liu family. I would like to offer you two hundred thousand taels of silver to buy your next piece. What do you think?"