The holy bricks of poetry at the national level fell down and built into the Great Wall. Each brick was nearly ten times the size of an ordinary holy brick. An ordinary holy brick could only form a wall with hundreds of bricks. However, Su Lin's "Yanqiu Ci" only had nine holy bricks to form a wall and stood on its own.

Every word of "Yanqiu Ci" with 116 characters is gems, and each word shines with the golden light of thoughts and emotions, making people look up higher and stronger. As soon as the eyes touch the past, they can no longer be moved away.

Hundreds of children, scholars, scholars, Jinshi, and even scholars with great scholars and literary scholars came. Thousands of eyes stared at the nine holy bricks of "Yanqiu Ci", starting from the first word, immersed in the lyrics, experiencing the thoughts and feelings contained in each word, until the last "Yanqiu Ci", it ended abruptly, but the remaining feelings were lingering and endlessly in my heart.

A feeling of loss lasted for a long time. When I finally came over the sadness of the scene and looked at the name of the author of the signature, everyone was surprised and surprised, Su Lin? Who is Su Lin? He was able to write such a deep emotional poem about the country? Which country is Hanlin or a great scholar? Why haven't I heard of a name? Isn't it just a Jinshi or a Grand Master?

In the eyes of everyone, the deep thoughts and feelings that can be understood can also be translated into poetry and presented so vividly that people can immerse themselves in it without realizing it, unable to extricate themselves, and feel empathy and cry. With such talent and ideological realm, the literary position should at least be a Hanlin person, right?

However, none of the famous Hanlin in the Wu State was named Su Lin, and no one in other countries had ever heard of such a talented Hanlin with the surname Su Ming Lin.

Only Hong Jingzhang and the Wu Kingdom's Censors were shocked. Not only did they know who Su Lin was, but one day ago, Su Lin was among them, neither Hanlin nor a great scholar, nor even Jinshi and Grand Secretary. But like them, they were just a small child of the Censors.

"This... how is this possible? Then isn't Su Lin... not already dead? How can he write poems about the country? This... this is definitely not that Su Lin!"

Zhao Zhi, who was in a comfortable mood and had great thoughts, suddenly saw that the signature was Su Lin, and his heart was in a mess. The sea of ​​wisdom in the sky was churning, and the sky was covered with clouds and the wind was chaotic. He was almost crazy and suddenly he was breathing out his heart.

After several steps back, Zhao Zhi reluctantly supported himself on the ground with one hand, then raised his head to look at the "Yanqiu Ci". Every word was so dazzling, like a dazzling sun, evaporating his Zhihai's thoughts water droplets.

Zhao Zhi hurriedly covered his eyes and avoided it, calmed down his jealousy and revenge for Su Lin, and was frightened and trembled. It took him a while to completely calm down, but his expression was no longer as energetic as before, but instead became much more depressed.

"Oh! Zhao Xiu, what's wrong with you? You are worthy of being the son of Zhao Daru. When you see the poems of Zhenguo, you are so excited that you burst into pain! I, Su Yuan, feel ashamed! I admire you! Admiration!"

Seeing Zhao Zhi vomiting blood in anger, Su Yuan applauded and did not forget to make up for a sarcasm. At the same time, he was even more happy. Seeing Su Lin's poem about governing the country proved that Su Lin was not dead and must still be alive now.

"Su Xiu, you... are you really sure that the "Yanqiu Ci" of Zhenguo was written by Su Lin, the chief of the case? Isn't it... not the other Su Lin?"

Hong Jingzhang was still a little unbelievable. Although he had already thought Su Lin was extraordinary before, it was too sensational to be able to write poems about the country by just Tong Sheng?

"Sir Hong, there is no mistake! Look at the handwriting on "Yanqiu Ci", it is definitely Brother Su's handwriting. Brother Su's handwriting is unprecedentedly magnificent and magnificent, and it is impossible for anyone to imitate. If you don't believe it, look at the...yes...it's the song "Autumn Ci", Mingzhou, the work of Brother Su's county trial... The handwriting is the same..."

Yuan Mu was very excited when he saw Su Lin's poem "Yanqiu Ci". He knew that Su Lin was probably still alive, so he pointed to the "Autumn Ci" on the other side and told Hong Jingzhang.

Hong Jingzhang had heard Hong Liyu talk about Su Lin's masterpiece "Autumn Ci", but what he never expected was that Su Lin could not only write Mingzhou's poems, but also win the country in one fell swoop. Mingzhou and Zhenguo seem to be only one level different, but in fact they are a world of difference.

Mingzhou is just a stunning talent, and its thoughts and feelings are desirable. However, the meaning of the country's capital is richer and more important. The laws and policies of each country in the nine countries in the Tianren continent must be implemented by the country-level poetry and essays as the essence to be truly implemented.

For example, Ran Zicheng's previous "Theory of Wealth, Noble and Poverty" was greatly appreciated by the king Sun Jianshi and many wealthy families, but it was only a Mingzhou policy theory. Even if the king Sun Jianshi liked it, he could not force it to implement it. That would only result with twice the result and encounter many obstacles. Therefore, he could only wait for Ran Zicheng to break through to the great Confucian Confucianism, and the "Theory of Wealth, Noble and Poverty and Poverty" was promoted to the policy theory of governing the country, so that the whole country could implement and implement it.

At most, Mingzhou works can only be discussed and studied by the monarch and ministers in the court, but the strategy of governing the country can be directly stamped with jade seals and seals. The country's fortune is at its peak, from top to bottom, and the whole country believes and implements it. This is the world of difference between Mingzhou and governing the country.

"Autumn Poems"?"

Yuan Mu's words were not only heard by the Grand Secretary Hong Jingzhang, but also by other onlookers who were watching, rushed over one by one, rushing to see other works by Su Lin, who wrote the masterpiece of "Yanqiu Ci".

As expected, the poem "Autumn Ci" that writes autumn so optimistically and open-mindedly once again conquered the hearts of these Confucian scholars. Whether it is a scholar or a Jinshi, they were deeply impressed by the talent and thoughts and feelings revealed in the two poems Su Lin.

When these people learned the truth and learned that Su Lin, who wrote these two poems, was just Tong Sheng's literary figure, the shocked expression on his face made Yuan Mu and others unable to forget it for the rest of their lives.

"Great talent! Great talent! Unexpectedly, although I was unable to find the heart stone outside the Wu Kingdom Pass, I could witness the birth of a poem that governs the country. I was also a genius who was a child's literary talent! This trip is worth it! This trip is worth it!"

Zhou Jin, a Jinshi of Chu who was originally depressed, couldn't help but clap his hands, but he seemed to be chewing on the thoughts and feelings of Su Lin's two poems. The fire of thought appeared in the Zhijie, and Zhihai was so excited that he became more profound. He praised, "These two poems must be included in the "Saint Text" of the Temple this month, and "Saint Text" is said to have not appeared in the country's poems and essays for half a year. This poem "Yanqiu Ci" is very touching. Once this poem is released, I don't know how many people in the world will earn tears!"

"The Wu Kingdom has such a talent! I want to return to Yue Kingdom quickly to report to the king that Su Lin must be a major concern for my Yue Kingdom. No matter what, I will send someone to get rid of it!"

Yue and Wu were the old enemies of neighboring countries. The spies of Yue, mixed with these Confucian scholars, were also frightened and promoted Su Lin to the list of Wu Confucian scholars who must be eliminated in Yue.

"Zhenguo! Zhenguo poetry! Su Lin can actually write Zhenguo poetry! Even if I am a poem about Mingzhou, I can't write it, let alone Zhenguo. It's ridiculous that I even use him as my competitor and target."

After savoring this song "Yanqiu Ci", Lin Wanjing felt relieved in his heart. Knowing that the gap with Su Lin was far away, he no longer had the mentality of competing and comparison.

As for Huang Tong from Huanggui County, he sat on the ground incredibly, feeling heartbroken. He could use famous sophistry to persuade himself to continue to oppose Su Lin, but now, under Su Lin's absolute power and talent, he has no intention of resisting or opposing him.

Huang Tong's hands trembled, his face was pale, and the shallow pool of Zhihai quickly shrank. This was a lack of thought and was affected by the fear. Zhihai did not represent the size of power, but represented the depth of a Confucian thought, which is the height that can be developed in the future.

He hurriedly melted the few bricks of holy power, and moved his whole body from his wisdom to try to drive away this fear of Su Lin, but it didn't work at all. Every word in "Yanqiu Ci" was heavily pressed on Huang Tong's heart, making him feel more afraid and fearful, regretting that he had made a grudge with such an outstanding genius as Su Lin because of a few instigations from his incompetent cousin Zhao Shuang. It would not be worth the loss, but it would not be worth the loss! It was extremely stupid! It was extremely stupid!

"The handwriting of this song "Autumn Ci" and "Yanqiu Ci" are written by the same person. It's true that Su Lin is this! Su Lin is not dead, then... Li Yu is still alive! That's great!"

Hong Jingzhang couldn't help but be happy. Since Su Lin and Hong Liyu were fine, they would return sooner or later, the thirteen fog and rain elves could not be distributed to other children in the case. Hong Jingzhang instructed Yuan Mu Haosheng to take it away and return to Sitong Town to wait for Su Lin and Hong Liyu.

As for the other cases, the fog and rain elves were not captured without exception. This trial can be said to be over. Hong Jingzhang ordered them to return to their respective palaces and continue their studies with the scholar class.

Of course, only a small number of the children in the case went directly to the palace after receiving Hong Jingzhang's order. The other children in the case, including the Confucian scholars who came to watch, almost all took out ten taels of silver per foot of precious "rubbing paper" and scrambled to rub the two poems Su Lin and carefully observed and studied.

Not only Su Lin's poems and thoughts, but all these Confucian scholars are people who know the goods. When they first saw Su Lin's font, they were deeply attracted by the magnificent atmosphere. This unprecedented regular script makes the viewer feel a thrilling and thrilling passion.

"Go away... You little boy, dare to come and compete with this Jinshi for the printing of the seal?"

A Jinshi was crowded in the crowd, and he was very anxious and couldn't help but shout at a boy who was blocking his face.

Who would have thought that Tong Sheng was the only one who took the initiative to say: "What's wrong with the Jinshi? Do you look down on us Tong Sheng? Don't you look down on the "Yanqiu Ci" and "Qiu Ci" are the masterpieces of Su Linsu's case head, who is both Tong Sheng! Su and I are the same list of Tong Sheng Tong Sheng! Do you also look down on Su's case head?"

"Transfer... I am a Grand Secretary, half of the teacher in the head of the Su case. Do you want to compete with me? Let me copy the seal first..."

Then even Grand Secretary Hong Jingzhang took out the best monster fur from Qiankun's sleeve and shouted that he would squeeze forward.

"Master Hong, what you said is wrong. How can you use your official position to suppress others? Is the leader of the Su case still a member of our Su family?" Su Yuan, a compiler of the Hanlin Academy, laughed, but refused to let Hong Jingzhang go over him.

Busy and rushing, these juren, Jinshi and Grand Secretary, who were well-read in sages, even fought for the two poems of Su Lin.
Chapter completed!