MTL - The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!-Chapter 192 As a literati, I like to borrow things to express my ambitions.

  The sunset clouds and the lone ducks fly together, and the autumn waters are the same color as the sky.

  Guanshan is difficult to cross, who is sad for those who lost their way? Meet by chance, full of guests from other places.

  Be old and strong, rather move the heart of the white head? Poor and strong, the ambition not to fall into the blue sky.

   Preface to Tengwang Pavilion, the first parallel prose in the ages.

  Lin Ye, as a native of Jiangxi Province, naturally had this article in his textbooks. When he was studying, he hated Wang Bo to the core, and reciting this article was a pain in the ass.

   And Tengwang Pavilion has become one of the four famous buildings in the south of the Yangtze River because of this parallel essay. Anyone who travels to Yuzhang will not come to Tengwang Pavilion.

   Standing under His Excellency King Teng, Lin Ye was not in a hurry to go in. According to the description of the King Teng Pavilion by the Yuzhang City Appraisal Office, there is a sealed environment in the King Teng Pavilion.

  Ordinary people have nothing to do when they step into the Tengwang Pavilion, but when a foreigner steps into the Tengwang Pavilion, he will enter the sealed realm, but there is also a time limit.

  Every day from Chen hour to the end of You hour, stepping into Tengwang Pavilion outside of this period is the same as ordinary people, and this sealed place will not be activated.

  In addition, the danger level of the sealed realm of Tengwang Pavilion is not high, only the lowest level F.

This is a very interesting sealed environment. The first hurdle for those who enter is the essay test. They have to write an essay first, and after passing it, they have to write three propositional poems. Only when the person who wrote the questions is satisfied can they be considered a pass. passed the first pass.

  Just this first level is enough to stop 90% of the aliens.

After all, Yiren are busy practicing, how can they have time to study articles and poems, let alone write in classical Chinese? According to the records of Yuzhang City Appraisal Office, a total of 68 Yiren consultants from all over the country have come. One who passed the first pass.

  As for non-consultant aliens, there is no way to count whether they have passed the first level.

  The aliens who pass the level will not make any public announcements.

In the circle of aliens, there was also a discussion about the sealed realm of Tengwang Pavilion, and finally everyone came to a conclusion that this is a relatively special sealed realm. It is very likely that this sealed realm is not left by the senior practitioners, but For thousands of years, many literati have come to Tengwang Pavilion to mourn and remember Wang Bo, and the accumulated literary spirit has condensed into this sealed environment.

  Even if the level is really cleared, the benefits that may be obtained have nothing to do with practice, so there are fewer and fewer strangers from this sealed realm.

   Chen time.

  The sun is rising.

  Lin Ye stepped into the Tengwang Pavilion on time.

  The moment he stepped into the threshold of the first floor of Tengwang Pavilion, the scenery around Lin Ye changed.

  Tengwang Pavilion is still this Tengwang Pavilion, but the building has become more simple, with a sense of vicissitudes, and some subtleties of the building are also different.

   "The young master is here to attend Yan Dudu's literature and poetry meeting."

In the building, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper came over and bowed to Lin Ye: "The governor has ordered that all students can participate in this literature and poetry meeting, but they must pass three tests. Please come with me, my lord." .”

  Led by the butler, Lin Ye was taken to a side hall. There was a desk in the side hall. Paper and pens were already placed on the table, and a book boy was already grinding ink by the side.

   Opposite the desk, sat an old man in Confucian clothes.

   "Young Master, as long as you can write an article that satisfies Mr. Qin, you will be considered to have passed the first level. This article is mainly about the content of the governor's rebuilding of the Tengwang Pavilion."

"it is good."

  Lin Ye walked to the desk generously, but didn't pick up his pen. The next moment he appeared in a different world.

   Essay talent, among the people he knew, only An Zisheng seemed to have the best literary talent.

  Repair a letter and send it to the capital.

   "It's been a long time, and I miss you so much. Today, I'm planning to build a loft, which is located on the banks of the Sanjiang River outside Shangyang City. I know that my brother has a great literary talent, so I invite him to write an article..."

The general meaning is, I want to build a loft. Knowing that you have a good literary talent, you write me an article and three poems to praise this building, and then roughly describe the situation of Tengwang Pavilion. Lin Night is to let Xu Bo send the letter to the capital.

  Choosing to hang up for seven days, Lin Ye did not return to the real world, but came to the time and space of hanging up between reality and the other world, and returned to the other world with a thought.

   Seven days have passed, and Uncle Xu also sent An Zisheng's reply letter.

  Lin Ye picked it up and read it again. The writing was very good. He slightly modified some place names. He still has some literary skills.

   After finishing these, Lin Ye returned to the real world and began to write furiously.

   In a few minutes, an article is written.

   "Also please give advice, sir."

  Fortunately, in that part of the world when he was in a different world, he gave himself the task of learning brush calligraphy when he was on the phone. The brush calligraphy written in this hand is elegant and unrestrained, and this old Qin smiled when he glanced at the words.

   "Young master, please go to the second floor."

Elder Qin made a gesture of invitation, Lin Ye turned around and walked towards the second floor, while Elder Qin took a brush and wrote the word "A" on the right side of the rice paper written by Lin Ye, and then put this Articles are placed on the side with only a few sheets of rice paper on the left.

  Second floor!

   It is also a desk and an old man, but standing on the railing on the second floor, you can see the river outside, not to mention the beautiful scenery of the whole Yuzhang, at least the nearby scenery can be seen.

"Young master is able to go up to the second floor. I think it is because he has written beautiful articles. However, scholars' articles and poems are indispensable. The test of this old man is poetry. You can write three poems about the scenery you can see. As long as one can get a second grade Just wait and pass."

"it is good."

Lin Ye nodded. A consultant from the appraisal office wanted to play tricks on this level, because the era corresponding to this sealed environment was the Tang Dynasty, and they wanted to make up the number with the poems written by scholars after the Tang Dynasty. In the end, it was judged as plagiarism.

   That is to say, articles written by later generations of the Tang Dynasty in this world are also not acceptable, they must be original.

  Another world is original.

Lin Ye rewrote the three poems written by An Zisheng, and handed them to the old man. When the old man read the first poem, he just nodded slightly. When he saw the second poem, his expression changed. Standing up, he began to look at Lin Ye.

   "My son is from the capital?"

   "Probably." Lin Ye replied ambiguously.

  The old man continued to read the third poem, and after finishing reading it, he bowed respectfully to Lin Ye: "My lord, please go up to the third floor."

  Lin Ye also knew the reason for the old man's change of attitude. The root cause was that in An Zisheng's second poem, he used things to express his ambition, expressing his ambition to govern the world.

   Hey, scholars like to play with these.

  And when it comes to writing poetry, what kind of poems you write to express your ambition depends on your status and height.

  Emperor Qin and Han Wulu lost literary talent, Emperor Tang Zong Song Zu was less coquettish...

   Words like this are naturally impossible for ordinary literati to write.

  After passing the article and poetry level, Lin Ye strode up to the third floor under the respectful eyes of the old man.

  On the third floor, there were a dozen guests sitting. However, as soon as Lin Ye went upstairs, his eyes were attracted by a young man sitting in the corner, and he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly.

   There is no way, the blue light on this person is so bright that it almost blinds his eyes.

  Lin Ye was a little emotional: "Wang... Wang..."