"You are just Yanqiu," Ling Yuehua paused for a moment, "It's called "Yanqiu Ci", what about the second half of the Ci?"

To achieve the greatest results at the lowest cost, Chen Xu always insisted on this attitude, "Let me think about it."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked. Could this lyric that could be passed down through the ages be really made by him in seven steps just now? Who can do this in the world? I dare not say that there is no one after him, at least it is unprecedented.

"Hengfen Road..." Chen Xu was a little embarrassed. Hengfen Road was in the Fenshui area. According to the modern geographical location, the Fenshui is located in the central part of Shanxi Province. You can't go to Shanxi from Jinling to Beijing, right?

"Is this the place where the geese die? I will definitely visit it."

Chen Xu was wrong, and he continued: "I was lonely in the past, and the flute and smoke were still flat. Why not sigh at the soul-suming Chu? The mountain ghosts cried in the dark wind and rain."

The deserted smoke and plain forests are full of bleakness, which makes people feel the terrifying geese committing love.

Qin Mengyao's heart showed a scene: two dead geese were lying on the lonely field, with withered vines and old trees in the distance and were filled with smoke. Who was singing the song of soul-suming? In the cold wind and rain, there were vague harmony between mountains and ghosts. She looked up at Chen Xu, complaining in her heart that this bad man had made tears.

"Heaven is jealous, and I don't believe that the orioles and swallows are yellow earth. For the past thousands of years, I sing and drink hard, and visit Yanqiu."

The geese dies because of love, and the sincerest level of emotions becomes higher, and the heaven will be jealous, so they cannot die like orioles and swallows, and are unknown. In order to make the geese pass through the ages, Chen Xu - he just made up the fabrication, but in fact, it was the old senior Yuan Haowen - who bought the geese from the hunter and buried them on Hengfen Road, which was the sound of flutes and drums, for future generations who valued feelings to come to pay tribute.

Chen Xu's shameless plagiarism, his eyes squinted out the window, looking as if he was not flat.

Qin Mengyao and Ling Yuehua slowly digested the meaning of the words; Ling Ri looked at Chen Xu, and he finally understood how he was virtuous when he was "lost and desperate for defeat". Dong Xiaoge was amazed, no wonder he was favored by Miss Mengyao. If he had this literary talent, he would have been able to embrace the beauty.

"I want to compose a piece for future generations to sing."

“It should be like this.”

Qin Mengyao and Ling Yuehua hit it off again. Chen Xu looked at them and suddenly realized that he had gone off topic. This reminded him of the work "Balzac" by French sculptor Rodan. A perfect hand will attract most of the attention, causing the spirit to be conveyed by the entire work to be ignored, so he did not hesitate to shovel the perfect hand. Chen Xu copied the lyrics of the veterans to express his love to Qin Mengyao. Unexpectedly, the shocking power of "Yanqiu Ci" is far greater than that of the confession itself, so they can't remember the confession.

"Mengyao, I want to marry you." Chen Xu still had a half sentence - whether it succeeds or not, you have to remind him - he didn't say it, but that's what it means.

Qin Mengyao wiped the tears from her face, and although she refused to admit it, she had surrendered in her heart. Even if Chen Xu was forced to take the blame, she would probably only resist twice symbolically.

Of course, women in Yan State cannot do that "you can go to check in a room in thirty minutes online", and Qin Mengyao feels that it should put some pressure on Chen Xu.

"With your literary talent, I believe you can pass the top scorer. When you get to the list of gold, it will be the night of the wedding night."

Qin Mengyao was not aimless. The Great Yan imperial examination was the eight-legged scholar.

The so-called eight-part essay is an article composed of eight pairs, divided into eight parts: breaking the topic, following the topic, starting the lecture, starting, starting the stock, middle stock, back stock, and binding stock. The titles are all in the "Four Books" and the original text of the "Five Classics", and the wording must be in the tone of the ancients. This is to establish words on behalf of sages. The eight-part essay has a certain format, a certain structure, a certain limit on the number of words, and the syntax must also be parallel. The eight-part essay is much more difficult than poetry.

In order to gain fame, scholars have been studying the scriptures in their old age, and have timely writing and writing. Most of the talents selected are "nerds". The eldest young master of the Ling family is much better than those who have "blind eyes and wooden tongues". Of course, eight-legged essays are not useless. Wu Jingzi once wrote in "The Scholars": "If the eight-legged essays are done well, you can do whatever you want, and you can do poetry and fu."

When Qin Mengyao thought about it, Chen Xu became a lyricist in seven steps, and he couldn't handle it?

Chen Xu smiled bitterly. His mother had this idea, and his daughter-in-law who had not passed the family also had this idea. Little did he know his own family affairs. The provincial examination was equivalent to the high school entrance examination, the imperial examination was equivalent to the college entrance examination, and the palace examination was equivalent to the graduate entrance examination. Let’s not ignore it. The key is that he failed the middle school entrance examination. If he wanted to take the provincial examination, he had to go to the Imperial College. Master Ling studied hard on the books of sages, or to be protected by his ancestors. Who would he protect him?

In addition, only donating money to be imprisoned. This is the easiest and most difficult method to enter the Imperial College. The key is that Chen Xu has no money yet and he cannot afford to be a "self-paid student".

"Mingyang, have you ever thought about joining the army?" Yang Yunrui suddenly interrupted. This was his ultimate goal of hosting Chen Xu today. "With your skills, you will be able to shine after joining the army."

Yang Yunrui is an expert. He could see at a glance the value of the "Krafmaga" used by Chen Xu. If it could be extended in the army, the combat effectiveness of the Dayan army would be more than doubled. Ling Ri only had to pay a thousand taels of silver to teach Chen Xu the secret joint skills. Yang Yunrui felt that he would not have any problems in this regard.

Brother Dong Xiao was used to being surprised, but he could not tell that the thin Chen Xu could do kung fu, and this kung fu was praised by the number one master in the army.

Chen Xu looked at Yang Yunrui, and he slowly shook his head, "Mother is here, if you don't travel far, you will have a good time to travel."

Yang Yunrui was a little unwilling to give up. He said, "If you join the army and serve the country, how can you say you are wandering without any reason? Even if you guard the border, you have a destination, right?"

"Brother, are you kidding? The destination is at best a transit station. If you have good luck, you can go to heaven. If you have bad luck, your destination is hell and you will never turn over."

Yang Yunrui's tone gradually became stiff, "Are you afraid of death?"

"Husband..." Ling Yuehua gently pulled her husband's sleeves, and she knew that her husband was angry.

Yang Yunrui is definitely not influenced by women in major events. He glared at Chen Xu: "As a qualified soldier, we must see through life and death. In a dilemma of life and death, we must have the courage to choose death first. Only contempt for death is a brave act."

Qin Mengyao looked at Chen Xu with some concern.

Brother Dong Xiao could ignore Yang Yunrui's invisible pressure, but Ling Changtian felt scared. This was the first time he realized the other side of his brother-in-law. It was a well-deserved strength, and he didn't even dare to look up.

Chen Xu looked calm and shook his head slightly, "I don't agree with your words. I think that in the case of life being more terrible than death, it is true that you dare to live!" ************************************************************ This chapter feels well written, please recommend it, collect it~~~~~~
Chapter completed!