Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

The latest website: "Impossible!" Ye Shuyi and Lu Changle looked at each other.

For the rare flowers in the soft garden, the location of each plant is particular. After all, the garden can only be opened once every ten years. This decade is the birth of the first child of strange flowers.

But a flower fell, a peanut, and it appeared in the same position, which... was not in line with the rules of the formation.

Lu Changle walked over to Ye Shuyi without a trace, Ye Shuyi took out the seal of the city master of Leya to investigate, and said, "There is no problem with the formation."

Lu Changle frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe Wuhou's talent is amazing?"

Ye Shuyi raised her head, looked at Chen Luo in the image, and complained softly, "This person, every time he comes to Leya, he has to do something different!"

At this time, the others were eagerly waiting for Chen Luo to continue writing poems.

...

Chen Luo looked at the flower buds swaying in front of him, and raised his brows slightly.

This flower looks so rude.

Swaying pose!

Am I, Chen Luo, that kind of casual person?

Wang Bugui also nodded, and while harvesting the rare flowers below the third rank, he said, "Brother, let's change place!"

Chen Luo raised his leg, intending to change the place, but the strange flower suddenly gave birth to a branch, entangling Chen Luo's leg.

"This..." Wang Bugui's eyes were straightened. Before he came, the elders in the family once said that the rare flowers of the third grade and above in the soft garden have flower bones. The so-called soft garden flowers are Confucianism and have their own flowers and bones.

But why is this flower so active?

Could it be... a courtesan?

Chen Luo helplessly looked at the strange flower, feeling that he had identified himself!

"Forget it, it's the same anyway, so let's go!" Chen Luo sighed and reached out to the flower bud.

Because Chen Luo was already in the flower field before, the flower question did not appear. Now that Chen Luo intends to release this flower bud, he can only touch it again to stimulate the flower question.

The moment Chen Luo touched the flower bud, a sad mood quickly came.

At this moment, Chen Luo's eyes flashed, and an illusion appeared again. It was outside the Leya City Lord's Mansion, and a thin figure stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

...

"Eldest brother!" Lu Changle cried out, and immediately apologized to Ye Shuyi, "Princess forgive me!"

Ye Shuyi looked at the picture in the video and shook her head slightly: "Master Lu doesn't have to do this. This is the test question that my mother put in."

"It turns out that my mother always knew!"

Lu Changle's complexion was complicated, and he looked at the figure in the picture again. That figure was named Lu Weiyang, and logically, he should be the head of the Lu family.

At the invitation of Princess Roufu, Lu Weiyang became the teacher of Princess Qingyue. Princess Qingyue is Ye Shuyi's mother.

It was only ten years of teaching, which made Lu Weiyang and Princess Qingyue have a special affection, but at that time, Princess Qingyue had already made a marriage contract. In the end, Lu Weiyang went north alone, went to Yumenguan to fight to the death, and died in the battlefield.

Lu Changle thought that only he knew that the eldest brother stood outside the city lord's mansion all night the day before leaving the city, and finally sighed: "I have no fate in this life." He went and never looked back. The Lu family also tacitly stopped mentioning this descendant, as if the Lu family did not have this person.

That was the seed of reading that the Lu family valued most back then!

Just so forgotten.

He never imagined that Princess Qingyue knew all this, and put this scene into the Hundred Flowers Test.

Princess Qingyue's intention is very clear. She wants someone to write poetry later. She wants to let people know that there has been a great scholar in this world, and his name is Lu Weiyang.

Lu Changle suddenly felt a little sore in his nose. This incident involved the reputation of Princess Qingyue. He thought that there would be no more reversals, but he never expected that Princess Qingyue would actually let it out by herself.

Now, this scene fell in front of Chen Luo's eyes.

That is a great talent that has been handed down from generation to generation!

...

The illusion disappeared, and Chen Luo sighed slightly.

The meaning behind the picture has also been passed on, not only he knows it, but everyone knows it.

Life is the hardest, and there is no fate.

Passionate and spare hatred since ancient times!

Chen Luo raised his head, thinking of getting the lonely Mochizuki figure in his mind, his fingers dropped——

A few times, I sat down and played the flute, and the red wall of Yinhan looked into the distance.

It seems that the stars are not last night, for whom is the wind dew for mid-night.

The lingering thoughts exhaust the cocoon, and look like the heart is broken after peeling the banana.

In three or five years, in March and May, the poor cup of wine was never consumed.

...

After the poem was written, a deeper regret spread, and everyone outside Rouyuan could not help but let out a long sigh, as if to express the bitterness in their chests.

"Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hate has nothing to do with the wind and the moon." The great Confucian of Caotang College sighed, "I heard that there was an unknown great Confucian in Yumen Pass in the early years. The barbarian kings perished together. I learned today that it was Lu Weiyang of the Lu family!"

The great scholar of the Shihao family nodded: "Princess Qingyue is not without affection, but the most fearful thing in the world is the word 'helpless'. After reading all the regrets in the world, only missing will hurt the most."

The Great Confucian of the Yellow Crane Academy shook his head gently, "Let's not mention the things behind this, just talk about the poem Wuhou..."

"It seems that this star is not last night, why is it mid-night in the wind! What a lonely and desperate sentence."

"The time of the past is right in front of us, but it can't be reproduced. I can only stand alone in the night sky. The world is big, and there is only one person. How could I know that Princess Qingyue was not looking at the moon from the wall at that time?"

"Look at the third sentence, Mr. Yishan said, "Spring silkworms are dead until their silk ends, wax torches turn to ashes and tears begin to dry." How similar, can be comparable!"

"Wuhou, great talent!"

The comments of several great Confucians naturally spread, and many people nodded their heads for a while.

Ye Shuyi was silent for a moment, then said, "Master Lu, after you go back, let Lu Daru's ranking stand up."

"My mother doesn't care, let alone your Lu family."

"As soon as Chen Luo's poem came out, Lu Daru lived forever."

Lu Changle hurriedly bowed deeply to Ye Shuyi, then turned around and bowed to Chen Luo in the picture, but did not get up for a long time.

...

In the soft garden.

The colorful words suspended in mid-air paused, and then floated into the strange flower. The flower bud of the strange flower trembled slightly, and then the petals slowly stretched, and at the same time, a strong floral fragrance came out.

"The fragrance of flowers strikes people!" Wang Bugui leaned over to Chen Luo, "Big brother, it's a sign of the second grade."

As soon as Wang Bugui's voice fell, the whole flower fully bloomed, and a strong fragrance came out. At this moment, a ray of light flew out of Chen Luo's body and fell into the flower.

At this time, there seemed to be a phantom condensing on the flower, Wang Bugui smiled and said: "The flower shadow is coming out, it's the second... eh?"

Before Wang Bugui's words were finished, the phantom actually transformed into a bird, and then the bird opened its mouth, and a clear bird sounded.

"Birds and flowers!" Wang Bugui was overjoyed, grabbing Chen Luo's hand, "It's the first product! The first product! The first product!"

Just as Wang Bugui shouted, the fragrance of the flowers spread suddenly, quickly spreading to the three hundred li soft garden, and then, continuing outward, revealed the soft garden formation!

...

"Birds and flowers!"

"A rare flower!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation outside Rouyuan, mixed with this unbelievable voice, "Wen Yun has improved the quality of the rare flower from the third rank to the second rank, but can it be improved from the second rank to the first rank?"

"In those days, lay master Yi An also became a first-class poet, and then Wen Yun has slightly improved the quality!"

"Everyone, in case... I said in case, Wuhou's next poem, the poem becomes a first-class poem, if the rhyme is further improved..."

"Holy grade? Impossible! Emperor Lin has not been consecrated, how could the soft garden she set up cultivate holy grade flowers! Impossible!"

"Stop discussing this, the fragrance of exotic flowers fills the city..."

...

Leya City.

A strange fragrance was born out of thin air and spread throughout the city.

"Hahahahaha, Wuhou! It must be Wuhou!"

"Hurry up and let the children breathe the fragrance of flowers. This is the fragrance of Wenhua's exotic flowers. It can improve literary talent!"

"Quick, quick! How much can you breathe with your nose!"

"No fart, no one is allowed to fart!"

In the whole Leya City, adults gathered children over their heads one by one, and the children were breathing heavily.

...

Inside the soft garden.

Several rays of light flew quickly, it was Ling Jueding, Liu Chenzhou and Xia Qingchuan.

The three looked at the birds flying around Chen Luo and the blooming flowers, and looked at each other.

Ling Jueding sighed: "Wuhou, half a cup of tea!"

I only parted with you for half a cup of tea, and you urge you to open a wonderful flower?

Can you still have fun!

Liu Chenzhou opened the paper fan and fanned it, and said with a smile, "If you don't make a saint, I won't write poetry in my life!"

Hurry up and be sanctified. After you are sanctified, you don't have to compare yourself with us.

Xia Qingchuan blinked, jumped to Chen Luo's side, and hugged Chen Luo's arm.

"Wuhou...Brother, do you think I look good?"

Chen Luo probed Xia Qingchuan's head with his fingers, and bowed his hands to Ling Jueding and Liu Chenzhou: "I laughed."

Liu Chenzhou waved his hand quickly: "Don't say that. We are the joke! I'll make you laugh!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but smile.

Ling Jueding said with a smile: "Forget it, my poetic heart is frustrated, and I guess I can't write any good poems. It's better to follow Wuhou and see what other masterpieces you have created."

Liu Chenzhou also nodded: "The title of the next poem is "Crossing the Rouyuan Garden with Liu Chenzhou and Composing a Poem".

Xia Qingchuan stared: "No, it should be "A Poem Composed by Xia Qingchuan, Ling Jueding, and Liu Chenzhou in Rouyuan"!"

Wang Bugui coughed dryly, indicating that he was still there.

Chen Luo laughed and choked on his saliva: "Cough, cough... must... cough, cough!"

"Let's go then!" Liu Chenzhou put the paper fan together, "There is an undetermined exotic flower ahead, I will lead the way!"

Chen Luo nodded, stretched out his hand and took off the first-class exotic flower, but the moment he picked it, the flower stem burned out again, and another exotic flower sprang from the ground, swaying.

Almost at the same time, Liu Chenzhou said "Huh?" ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and said, "Strange, I just saw that the undetermined flower disappeared!"

At the same time, the phantom of a bird condensed from a pint of exotic flowers fluttered around the bud of the new exotic flower, which seemed to let Chen Luo continue to release this exotic flower.

At the same time, the book of life and death in Chen Luo's mind trembled again. Chen Luo saw a flower in front of him, but the flower field was nowhere to be seen, but the stone statue of the bird.

At this moment, strange things happened.

The heads of those stone statues turned and all looked at Chen Luo.

The eyes carved by the stone statue actually turned.

At this moment, these stone statues seemed to have become living creatures.

However, Chen Luo did not feel malice in the eyes of the bird stone statue, but a kind of expectation...

(To be continued)

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