My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

Mr. Fang stroked his long beard and said slowly:

"Three thousand students from Xiling gathered in Zhuxi to participate in the grand literary gathering."

"Cross the Bamboo Creek, pass the Shuxiang Gate, and go through six passes to reach the Lanting Pavilion."

“The road may not be far, but it is not easy to walk!”

"Here are waterfalls, mist, flowing water, fragrant tea, old folks like me, and successors like you."

"Seeing your articles, I am very happy."

"This question from Lanting is, what are your thoughts when you come here and see this scene?"

"It can't be poetry, so choose any form, write whatever comes to mind, describe today's events, and express my feelings at this moment!"

Qi Shao and Zhuo Yihang were dumbfounded when they heard this!

Mr. Fang did not mention a word about the imminent war in Akinohara!

Not to mention the word "chicken ribs" that the emperor had said!

What the hell...!

After preparing for a whole night, Mr. Fang, the great scholar, actually gave a question so casually!

Where is the current affairs discussion?

Let’s not discuss whether Akinohara should fight or not?

Damn Chang Huan, where the hell did you get this inside information?

Bai Shaoqiu was also a little confused.

He turned his head to look at Qi Shaotong who was stunned, and immediately laughed.

This guy shouldn't have fooled me.

But he must have been fooled.

Fortunately, I am not writing about that time, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

He withdrew his gaze and inadvertently glanced at Qi Ye behind the old scholar Si.

He didn't know Qiye, but Qiye's expression at the moment was also one of surprise.

Even the old scholar Si had a strange look on his face.

The elder scholar Si looked at the elder scholar Fang, but he didn't ask in the end -

This last question is definitely the current issue!

But at this time, Old Man Fang completely changed his question!

He had a thought in his mind and suddenly thought he understood.

In the court,

The pro-war faction, led by the right prime minister Qin Shiwen, was almost wiped out.

The peace faction headed by the left prime minister, Ye Kyoro, has completely gained the upper hand!

The generals want to fight but can't!

Because even the emperor doesn't want to fight!

But from the perspective of these ignorant students, they are passionate young people in the prime of their lives.

They certainly don't want to cede Xingguo's territory without a fight!

This will make people all over the world look down on you!

Let the world think that the men who make a living have no backbone!

Then when they write this commentary, they will definitely curse the cowards in the court and even insinuate it towards the emperor!

This will cause big trouble.

Bai Shaoqiu's poems "Fisherman's Pride" and "Autumn Thoughts" were very likely to cause a stir in the court, not to mention the even more sharp-tongued contemporary commentary.

Therefore,

The old scholar Si raised the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly. Old man Fang... this old guy is so tactful even though he is about to retire!

At this time, it seems that the best option is for everyone to keep their mouths shut and avoid getting into trouble.

So what would Bai Shaoqiu write about such a spontaneous article with his own topic?

There are two desks next to Lanting.

Bai Shaoqiu did not go over because Jiuye had already placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him.

"That's right,"

Jiuye bowed his body and whispered:

"Your Highness is delighted to learn that Mr. Bai has passed the sixth test and has asked me to inform Mr. Bai."

"Speaking of this... this is the last question. Please write it down with your brush, Mr. Bai."

"Don't worry, Mr. Bai. His Highness doesn't care what happens to Mr. Bai's handwriting."

"His Highness said... it doesn't matter how ugly it is, he just wants to take a look."

Bai Shaoqiu: “…”

Mr. Fang suddenly laughed:

"Brother, write!"

"As for handwriting, I believe it doesn't matter how ugly it is!"

"The bones of the article are what's important!"

"Brother is definitely not the kind of superficial person who can judge a person by his words!"

"I will never dislike you because of your handwriting!"

"Come on, come on, Brother Bai, please put down your pen. I... can't wait any longer!"

What can Bai Shaoqiu do?

He reached out and grabbed the brush on the pen holder.

The way you hold the pen is still correct.

There is no problem with this first step.

Then, dip in ink.

There's no problem with that either.

His movements were so smooth and flowing that he didn't look like someone who didn't know how to use a brush at all!

Everyone looked at Bai Shaoqiu, and suddenly they felt hopeful again.

Could it be that Bai Shaoqiu's handwriting is also very good?

Did he use charcoal simply because he didn't have the money to buy ink and inkstone?

Bai Shaoqiu sat upright.

He held a pen in his right hand, his arm suspended in the air, his face looking solemn.

Everyone held their breath.

The only sound that can be heard here is the roar of the waterfall.

The old scholar Fang's gaze fell on Bai Shaoqiu's face. At this moment, he saw the most serious side of this young man.

He was happy in his heart.

This shows that Brother Bai is confident!

Facing two great scholars without fear!

As he held the pen and concentrated, he fell into deep thought and seemed to have forgotten everyone around him.

amazing!

This young man has spent ten years cultivating a heart of rock and the ability to remain unmoved by external things.

Great potential!

The future may...

Just when he was praising Bai Shaoqiu in his heart, Bai Shaoqiu started writing!

On paper...

A ball of ink!

Old Master Fang's heart trembled, and then he saw Bai Shaoqiu pick up the pen again, and then wrote three words under the ink...

Lanting Preface!

Is it considered a word?

He immediately swallowed his saliva and took a breath of cold air!

Oh my God!

This... counts as a word, right?!

Lanting is here, preface... preface to what?

Could it be that he would fail at this last question?

If I had known this would happen, I would have just let him write another poem!

Hey……

Did I overdo it?

This was also the first time that Mr. Si, the great scholar, saw Bai Shaoqiu’s calligraphy!

He was also shocked at this time!

The Prince of Zhenxi and his princess on the opposite side also poked their heads out and saw the blob of ink and those three words on the paper...

The couple looked at each other, thinking that this handwriting was comparable to Sibaozi's!

Bai Shaoqiu didn't notice the expressions of the people around him, nor did he feel the subtle atmosphere created by his three earth-shattering and soul-stirring words.

He was recalling the Lanting Preface.

The original novel begins with the ninth year of Yonghe, in Kuishou...

Now it is May 11, the sixth year of the Wenzhi reign.

You can't just copy it, right?

He didn't even know whether there was a Yonghe year in the history of this world.

What if these people want to be serious about it? How to explain it?

So, after hesitating for a moment, he started writing again!

And everyone's heart trembled:

"On May 11, the sixth year of the Wenzhi reign, in early summer, we met at the Lanting Pavilion on Mount Izumo."

He stopped again.

Because the next sentence should be "修禊事也", which refers to a sacrificial ceremony, and it describes people playing by the water on March 3rd to pray for blessings and ward off disasters.

You shouldn't show off!

This is trouble!

What can we do?

Just bite the bullet and change it!

'It's a literary matter!'

'All the wise men have arrived and students have gathered.

This place has high mountains and steep cliffs, lush forests and bamboo groves, and clear and turbulent streams, reflecting the surroundings...'

This will be much easier later.

The scenery is mostly the same. As for the flowing wine cups and winding water, you can imagine it. As long as there are no major flaws, it can all be explained.

So he dipped the ink again, and this time he was more careful not to leave any ink clumps on the paper.

He still didn't notice the expressions of the crowd at the moment.

And so he went on.

"Today, the sky is clear and the air is fresh, with a gentle breeze..."

"...Though their tastes and preferences are infinitely different, their calmness and restlessness are different...I am content with my happiness, unaware that old age is approaching..."

"The ancients said: Life and death are also great, how painful is it?"

Most of the text is still written, and the handwriting... is still so ugly!

But this article has been slowly unfolding in front of everyone!

Especially the two great scholars Si and Fang on his left and right, at this time they no longer had any regard for these ugly words!

There was only surprise in their eyes at this article!

Then Bai Shaoqiu's writing became as smooth as a moving dragon, without any sense of stagnation.

A beautiful article slowly emerged from his pen.

“… Future readers will also be moved by this article.”

Bai Shaoqiu put down his pen.

look up,

Smiled slightly,

"It's embarrassing!"