In Xiacheng, the capital of Wu, the king Sun Jianshi was enjoying the flowers and viewing the scenery in the imperial garden with the eldest princess Sun Lingxiang. Suddenly, a Hanlin Academy attendant Hong Jingzhang met with him urgently. He held a roll of demon wolf fur rubbing paper. When he saw Sun Jianshi, he bowed and shouted long live.

If a Confucian scholar with a literary position is in his own right, he only needs to bow and bow to the king when he sees a king, but does not need to kneel down. If he is a great scholar, he can be the "imperial teacher" of a country and accept the courtesy of the king. As for the semi-saints, he has become a transcendent. Most of them either spend their entire lives participating in the management of the entire Tianren Continent in the six divisions of the Temple, but most of them sit under the statue of Confucius to comprehend the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, or travel to the endless sea and heaven outside the sky, looking for new heaven and earth, and implementing the path they have understood.

"Hong Aiqing, what you hold in your hand is the "Yanqiu Ci" from the day before yesterday? I have been waiting for a long time!"

The day before yesterday, when Su Lin wrote the "Yanqiu Ci" in Zhenguo, the jade seal of the king Sun Jianshi resonated. At that time, Hong Jingzhang had no hesitation to spend his holy power to send the full text of the "Yanqiu Ci" to Xiacheng, Kyoto.

However, the king Sun Jianshi refused to look at it and insisted on waiting for the rubbing version sent by Hong Jingzhang, combining Su Lin's majestic handwriting to examine and study it.

The poems of Zhenguo are not small. At first glance, the insights will be the deepest, and the best way is to witness the author's writing with his own eyes, which will definitely be of great benefit to take the entire creative process into his eyes. Of course, not everyone can see the birth of the word "Zhenguo" with his own eyes, so if you look at it for the second best, you will combine the author's handwriting to understand the author's creative process from one stroke, one horizontal stroke and one stroke, and understand the thoughts and emotions contained in every word.

Therefore, the king Sun Jianshi managed to cope with the excitement and curiosity in his heart and waited for Hong Jingzhang to bring another feast for the rubbing of "Yanqiu Ci".

"Tianguo poetry? Brother, my country of Wu has released the poetry of Zhenguo this year? Why don't I know when? Which great scholar teacher's blood-crying work?"

The eldest princess Sun Lingxiang, who was beside the king Sun Jianshi, came forward in surprise and stared at the slowly unfolding "Yanqiu Ci".

"Emperor sister, haha! You can't imagine that the Confucian scholar who wrote "Yanqiu Ci" is not a great scholar, not even Hanlin and Grand Secretary."

The king Sun Jianshi laughed three times, then he held the "Yanqiu Ci" with both hands, his eyes were bright, and he praised: "What is love in the world? It is to teach people to agree with each other..."

"Isn't even a Grand Secretary? Oh my God! Then how talented and talented should be this person?"

The eldest princess Sun Lingxiang just exclaimed, but her eyes were immediately attracted by "Yanqiu Ci". She stared at her intently, staring at each word, as if she was climbing peaks one by one, and her daughter's heart was softer. She was even more empathetic and moved by the lovely and loveful love of the poem.

“………For thousands of years, to stay for the poet, I sing and drink hard, visit…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The last three words, the eldest princess Sun Lingxiang chewed them carefully one by one, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings, and there were waves surging in the sea of ​​wisdom. When she came to her senses, she had already found that she was crying and crying, as if she was the wild goose who sacrificed love. This love was deeply touching, this love promised life and death, and this ambition was unswerving!

"Brother! This... Which talented man wrote this "Yanqiu Ci"? I was caught in it without realizing it. When I woke up, I felt even more uncomfortable. My emotions and thoughts were surging. This person has a great talent!"

The eldest princess Sun Lingxiang took out a gold handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks. As the eldest princess of a country, she opened up the sea of ​​wisdom with her national fortune, read sages, and was good at poetry and articles, and reached the position of Jinshi. She often spoke in the court to ridicule the pretentious articles of some poor and corrupt scholars. But now she is deeply attracted and impressed by Su Lin's poem "Yanqiu Ci" to conquer the country.

So Sun Lingxiang unknowingly put down the princess figure and anxiously asked the emperor's brother Sun Jianshi for the identity of the author.

"The emperor is careless! Look at the end of the poem, isn't there a signature for the author?" Sun Jianshi, the king of the king, smiled and pointed to the signature at the end of the poem and sighed, "The lyrics are good words, what a pity! It's just a poem that describes the love between men and women. Although the love between men and women is vividly described, the love between men and women is indeed fascinating and touching, but it is still a little love. Such poems about country-controlling are useless and even harmful to the country. If everyone reads this poem and learns that the wild geese sacrifices love for love and regards love between men and women as the principle of life as the supreme principle, wouldn't it be a mess of the laws and regulations, and the normal life of the people of Wu?"

"The emperor's words are nothing!"

The eldest princess Sun Lingxiang looked at the author's signature at the end of the poem. When she saw the word "Su Lin", she felt a move in her heart. She had already remembered it deeply. When she heard the feelings of the emperor's brother Sun Jianshi, she immediately retorted, "The holy book "The Book of Rites: Liyun" says: "Eating, eating, men and women, the great desires of human beings exist." This is the saint's warning that the love between men and women is the nature of human beings and the great relationship. Just like the love of "life and death" in "Yanqiu Ci", it follows the nature of human beings, how can there be any mistakes?

The country-level war poetry and lyrics may be able to improve the combat effectiveness of border soldiers, and the country-level governance strategies may be able to improve the richness of domestic products, but these are the ends... The true essence is the human ethics of our country. This song "Yanqiu Ci" is essentially teaching the people to respect human ethics, enjoy the love between men and women, and be determined to be loyal love... In the eyes of the emperor, a song "Yanqiu Ci" is far more than ten war poetry and lyrics!"

The eldest princess Sun Lingxiang is full of insightful insights and even cited classics. The light of thoughts and wisdom flashes in the wisdom keys, which makes the king Sun Jianshi unable to help but nod, and smile bitterly, saying self-deprecatingly: "Is it because I am stupid! I am the emperor, you can see the most essential part through everything. I only think that the battle poems and lyrics of the country can greatly increase the combat power of soldiers, but I ignore the most fundamental part of people's livelihood."

"The emperor's brother is too honored, and the emperor's sister is also inspired. However, the emperor's brother just admitted that Su Lin, the author of "Yanqiu Ci" in this country, is not even a Grand Secretary. Could it be that he wrote "Yanqiu Ci" with his literary status? The emperor's sister has always heard of the Jinshi in Wu, but has never heard of any talented men named Su Lin? I hope the emperor's brother will say it clearly."

After saying the previous words, Sun Lingxiang felt that her thoughts and spirituality had become much stronger, and her literary cultivation was more stable. Her literary position was a Jinshi, and she was promoted by combining her national fortune with her own talent. However, like the imperial examination system, national fortune was also an external force. Even if Sun Lingxiang could use national fortune without restrictions based on her status as the eldest princess, she could only help her reach the Jinshi position to the greatest extent.

If you want to go further, you also need to rely on your own understanding and thoughts. Only by being able to firmly firmly in your heart and implement your own wisdom can you achieve the position of a Grand Secretary.

"This Su Lin is a rare genius. I have known him before, but I didn't expect that he was the first student of the Zhicai case to write the words of "Sheng Guo". It seems that I really underestimated him."

The king Sun Jianshi smiled and sighed, "This son is not a minor matter, and it is related to the upcoming disaster in the Tianren Continent. I have always let him go without interfering in his growth. But this time he even wrote "Yanqiu Ci". I really don't know how to reward him? If I don't reward him, wouldn't it be criticized and said behind my back that I am a foolish monarch who has made contributions but has not been rewarded?"

The king of Wu, Sun Jianshi, who held the jade seal of a country's destiny, could naturally sense the great disasters of days in the dark. The feeling of danger approaching step by step was very annoying, but also helpless. However, Sun Jianshi was glad that Su Lin, as the most critical "Sacred Words and Wisdom", was in his own country, which made him feel that he had the initiative, at least had an advantage over the other eight kings.

It is just that the holy words are enlightened, and they are related to the great disaster. Sun Jianshi temporarily understands how the day count is arranged, so he just silently keeps paying attention to Su Lin's dynamics and does not interfere. But now that Su Lin has written the "Yanqiu Ci" of Zhenguo, if he doesn't make any statements, it will make people suspicious.

"What? Tongsheng? How is it possible? Brother, don't make a joke about me? How can a mere Tongsheng who has just become a wise man write poems about the country?"

Originally, writing poems about the Jinshi literary status and writing poems in the country was enough to shock Sun Lingxiang, but now I learned from the air of the emperor Sun Jianshi that Su Lin was only Tong Sheng's literary status and could not stop talking.

"Your Highness Princess! This matter is absolutely true. I have seen it with my own eyes. Su Lin does have only Tong Sheng's literary position."

Hong Jingzhang, who was standing aside, proved that in this way, Sun Lingxiang would not be allowed to believe it. She came to her senses and accepted this incredible fact, and said to Sun Jianshi, "Brother, Su Lin can write poems about Zhenguo with his position as a child. According to the rules of our Wu Kingdom, the author of the poems and articles of Zhenguo is a great blessing for the country. He can be named Duke and enjoy half of the country's fortune. If you want to reward Su Lin, you can do it according to the rules."

"Inappropriate! Inappropriate! Emperor girl! Logically speaking, the poetry of the country can bring great effects to the entire country, and it is indeed no exaggeration to reward such a reward. But Su Lin is still just a Tongsheng, a Duke of Tongsheng, and it is unheard of! He became a Duke of a country at a young age. This is not a reward for him, but a praising and killing him."

The king Sun Jianshi waved his hand and rejected, "It's okay to have half of the national destiny. Moreover, as long as Su Lin absorbs the national destiny of our Wu Kingdom, he will put the interests of our Wu Kingdom first, and there will be no harm in all the benefits."

After saying that, the king Sun Jianshi took out the jade seal of the country from the universe in his sleeve, covered it heavily in the void, and said sternly: "The first child in the case writes about the country, and half of the country's fortune will be honored."

The jade seal in the country was buzzing, and the powerful power of national fortune turned into colorful light and stormed the sky. At this time, Su Lin, who killed Zhao Shuang with the art of killing the heart, was filled with heroic spirit, and had a clear mind in his mind, and his thoughts were smooth. He was riding his horse and whip back to Fengle County, but unexpectedly, at this time, a colorful light fell from the sky, and the huge and majestic power of national fortune was poured into him.
Chapter completed!