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Chapter 132 Becoming a God and Proving the Way, It's the Right Time

Hongdu, in the backyard of Yunxi Building, a thin woman was holding a huge wooden basin, which was filled with muddy water with oily flowers. She walked out of the courtyard door with difficulty, as if she was about to pour the water into the The river in the backyard.

This woman has clear and bright eyes like autumn water, and her facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional, which makes people want to take a closer look.There was a hint of sadness on her face, as if she had been crushed by the burden of life, but her eyes were serious and firm, letting people know that the burden of life would not crush her.

Lin Yuhan is from Ningyuan City, north of Hongdu, and his father is the garrison of Ningyuan City.

Originally, she was also living a life of rich clothes and luxurious food. She had been literate since she was a child, and she even had a literary name. Her father once joked that she would let him take part in the government examination.

Lin Yuhan also dreams of becoming a Jinshi and becoming a good official who loves the people like a son like his father.

Unfortunately, the battle a few years ago destroyed everything for her.

Ningyuan City fell, her father died in battle, and she fled to Hongdu with her mother.

It's a pity that she fled all the way. Because of her father's death, her mother became sick from worry and worry. The little money she had brought with her during the escape was quickly spent.

These years of experience made her realize how naive she was before.

He once heard a great Confucian say that it is very simple to solve the problem of people not having enough food and clothing. They only need to rent out their idle houses and idle carriages, and then they can generate a good income. Well!

At that time, she thought it was very reasonable and admired this great Confucian.

Only now did she realize how ridiculous she was at that time. The people couldn't eat enough to wear clothes, and there were still unused houses and carriages?

Whoa!

Pour the dishwashing water into the river, and stand under the willow tree by the river, Lin Yuhan couldn't help laughing, that's not the only thing that the great Confucian talked about back then, but now that I think about it, it has become a source of happiness.

Thinking about those funny things back then, and being blown by the river wind again, Lin Yuhan only felt relaxed and happy, and all the blockages in his heart disappeared.

Looking at the willow tree swaying freely in the wind, she couldn't help feeling a little envious, if only I could become a tree in my next life!
[If there is an afterlife, I will be a tree,

Stand for eternity.no joyful gestures,

Half rests in the dust,
Half fly in the wind;

half in the shade,
half basking in the sun.

Very silent, very proud.

Never rely on, never seek.

If there is an afterlife, it will turn into a gust of wind,

A moment can become eternity.

No sentimental feelings, no sentimental eyes.

half free and easy in the rain,

Half travels in spring;
Lonely, go on a long journey alone,
Take away all the faint thoughts,

never miss, never love;
If there is an afterlife, to be a bird,

Flying through eternity, there is no trouble of getting lost.

There is a fiery hope in the east,

There are warm nests in the south,

Repel the setting sun to the west, awaken the fragrance to the north.

If there is an afterlife,
I hope every time we meet,

can become eternal. 】

Excited, Lin Yuhan sang softly and sang this poem.

These days, he is also paying attention to the new poems of [Beihai], especially the two new poems by the Taoist poet Lin Qian, which she loves so much that she will spend time pondering and studying them whenever she has free time every day.

Maybe it was due to her accumulation, or maybe she got it by chance. At this moment, she transformed the emotion in her heart into words and chanted it.

At this moment, she seemed to have really turned into a tree, dancing freely in the wind.

Suddenly, it became the free wind in the sky, wherever you want to go, you can go there!
The next moment, she turned into a bird again, flying in the sky, finding a branch to rest when she was tired, and rushing to the sky again when she wanted to fly...

At this moment, she felt unprecedented freedom!
As if she had found the great harmony of life, she threw down the wooden basin in her hand, opened her hands, felt the temperature of the wind, as if she really turned into a bird.

The river wind was raging, and madly swept towards Lin Yuhan under the tree.

The talent in her body boiled, attracting the awe-inspiring energy to flow towards the seven orifices.

It lasted for a quarter of an hour before the river wind gradually calmed down, and Lin Yuhan finally understood what happened, and a pair of autumn-like eyes burst into bright light!

She was already on the threshold of being promoted to the ninth rank of Confucianism and Taoism, but she was unable to be promoted because of her lack of talent. She never thought that with a new poem, she would attract a vision, which would help her enlighten her and step into the ninth rank of Confucianism and Taoism.

"New poetry can actually promote Confucianism and Taoism!"

Lin Yuhan's eyes were shining brightly, and she felt as if she saw a way to reach the sky!

The difficulty of creating new poems is lower than that of poems and melodies. Of course, if you want to attract the vision of heaven and earth, in addition to expressing your feelings and being in harmony with heaven and earth, the quality itself will not be much worse than poems of the same level, but after all , is simpler.

Moreover, she feels that this new poem seems to be more likely to attract visions, just like his father gave the warriors higher pay in the past. Heaven seems to be encouraging the behavior of writing new poems?

Boom... boom... boom...

At this moment, she felt that the Wen Palace was shaking, as if the Wen Palace had encountered an earth dragon and turned over.

Lin Yuhan's complexion changed drastically. Could it be that because he was promoted with new poems, his foundation was not stable, and the Palace of Literature collapsed by itself?
However, this kind of shock did not last for too long, and what Lin Yuhan was worried about did not happen. She was just staring blankly at the wall of Wen Gong's case, terrified!
The wall of Wengong case was originally divided into two parts, "Collected Works" and "Book Sea" are equally divided.

But now, the case wall has turned into three parts, one is "Collected Works", the other is "Book Sea", and the newly appeared "New Youth", the three form a tripod.

Lin Yuhan has heard that when he was in Shengqian, "Poetry List" appeared, when Zhao Qianshi appeared, "Ci Bang" appeared, and later "Music List", but as time went by, fewer people wrote poems, lyrics and songs. The list also gradually disappeared and was merged into "Anthology" and "Book Sea".

Now that there is a new list, does it mean that after poetry and music, another new style of writing has appeared?
Lin Yuhan didn't understand the meaning of the word "new youth", but all the new poems on this list had clearly told everyone what this list was about.

In addition to the two poems by [Beihai] and the two poems by Lin Qian, the song "If there is an afterlife" she wrote just now is also on the list!

And it was ranked fourth, and the fifth was the song "You Are Still By My Side" by [Beihai].

Lin Yuhan trembled with excitement!

"Lin Yuhan!"

"You're being lazy again!"

"Do you still want this month's salary?"

At this moment, Lin Yuhan was awakened from the Wen Palace by a sharp roar.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard was a little old man with a melon cap and a goatee. He was the shopkeeper of Yunxi Tower, and he had deducted Lin Yuhan's wages twice this month.

Seeing this disgusting old man again now, Lin Yuhan threw the wooden basin over and strode towards the crowded street ahead.

"Fuck you, I'm quitting!"

Ninth-rank Confucianism and Taoism can enjoy imperial subsidies, just so that talented people can study with peace of mind, and she no longer has to accept it.

(End of this chapter)