Although "Quiet Night Thoughts" is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages, it is still a small poem due to its scale and does not have the energy to attract the moon. Therefore, when Jiang Zhong felt the gushing literary spirit, he was really surprised.

Then the literary spirit circled the top of the Chunqiu Pavilion, invited the bright moon in the sky from afar, and led a beam of light to descend from the sky, pouring it into his body from the top of his head, which shocked Jiang Zhong even more.

However, at this time, Jiang Zhong had no extra time to think about the reasons behind the strange phenomenon of the moon. Because after the literary energy and the moonlight entered the body, a miraculous scene reappeared in his body. First, the literary energy generated from "Quiet Night Thoughts" did not dissipate casually as usual, but suddenly exploded and exploded into a terrifying ocean. Then the moonlight column sank into the ocean, dissipating into rippling waves, swaying and gradually dissipating. Finally, the light disappeared, the waves subsided, and everything returned to tranquility and darkness.

After a moment, a moon as big as a bird slowly rose from the sea. Although the moon was small, its light was not weak. The light was shining, instantly illuminating the entire sea surface. The bright moon and the sea shone together, freezing a vast picture of "the bright moon rising from the sea".

Jiang Zhong's heart, which was deeply shocked, slowly calmed down, and an indescribable calm and peaceful aura wandered around his whole body, and his body and mind were all relaxed.

In the autumn of 5125 of the Julius calendar, Jiang Zhong, the seventh prince of Jiang State, awakened his literary courage in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. However, the literary courage was neither gold nor silver nor iron, but the "moonlight gall" condensed by the essence of the moonlight bathing in the sea of ​​literature. It is the first example in history. It is incredible, and I am afraid that the three human races cannot explain it.

Soon the sea of ​​literature dissipated and the moonlight slowly faded. At this moment, Jiang Zhong vaguely felt a golden star as big as a soybean hanging below the little moon. He was about to carefully identify it, but the strange phenomenon suddenly disappeared. Not only was the sudden soybean that could not be seen, but even the awakened literary gall was hidden without a trace.

Jiang Zhong tried to close his eyes and look inward, but naturally he had no results. In Wen, Jiang Zhong's literary courage was first formed, and the literary spirit gathered was just a couplet or a five-character poem, which was not enough to use the method of literary spirit and body washing; in martial arts, one must practice to the state of sitting and silence before he could use the method of introspection.

Therefore, when Jiang Zhong closed his eyes and looked inward, the result was self-evident "blackness with both eyes".

"What exactly is that soybean? Is it a golden martial soul?"

Jiang Zhong couldn't help but feel suspicious. Since his literary courage has awakened, why has he condensed a golden martial spirit?

Could it be that civil and bravery can coexist?

Thinking of this, a person suddenly flashed through Jiang Zhong's mind. To be precise, he was a Taoist priest - he didn't know about people!

According to Jiang Zhong's memory in this world, this "unknown person" is the closest to the present time and the most famous genius who has both the courage and courage of literature and martial arts.

According to rumors, he had already won the top scorer in the martial arts exam before attending the Grand Literary Conference. Later, he even scored two yuan in the scientific exam with twenty-two sounds of deer, and won the eight apricot blossoms in a row. Finally, he awakened the courage of the great literary talent in the Grand Literary Conference. He gathered a magnificent literary spirit in one fell swoop, lit up the top scorer in the Golden List with his best results, and won the top scorer in the Cultural List, becoming the leader of both civil and military titles, shocking the three tribes.

Later, he became a Grand Secretary for a year and a Grand Marshal for one year. He was "very boring", so he resigned from office and went to the Bishang Temple to become a Taoist priest, calling himself "I don't know people". He didn't know anything about the past, and from then on he sent love to the mountains and rivers and traveled all over the world.

Jiang Zhong was limited by his identity and had difficulty in seeing and hearing, but from his few memories, he could be very surely judging that the courage and spirit of literature and martial arts could indeed coexist, and there was a meaning of concise and integration between each other's practice.

Knowing that he could not see inside, Jiang Zhong no longer continued to do useless work. He walked to the window and looked at the moonlit night of Jiang Palace from afar. He saw the bright moon and breeze outside the window, the sky and the earth were clean, and the weather was different from what he had seen before. He was so impressed that he heard words such as "My father and mother are at home" intermittently in his ears. He turned his head to look, but there were two passing maids chatting in the veranda in the distance. Logically speaking, even at night, he could not hear their conversation at such a long distance, and he would not see their figures. Being able to see or hear at this time is naturally because of the awakening of Wengui.

Just as I was thinking, my heart moved again: "The "Quiet Night Thoughts" was passed down from generation to generation, thanks to its simple language and profound meaning, which reveals the universal resonance of wanderers over the past thousands of years. As for the poem "Calling the Moon", it always seems a bit lucky, but there is another saying "This place, this time and this scene". This little poem describes homesickness and looking at the world, the homesickness is the strongest and most intimate, and the most dense place is this most shameful palace?"

Jiang Zhong thought about this section and nodded and thought: "The moonlight can be brought to mind because it coincides with the strong resonance of countless people in the palace. Not to mention the moonlight that has been invited to the moon, if there are more magnificent poems, it is not impossible to gather sorrowful clouds and cover the sun.

In any case, now that I have awakened my courage, I should cultivate and nourish it as soon as possible to make it stronger so that I can save my mother from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

It integrates Jiang Zhong's memory in this world. Although he has never met the mother who is locked in Hanyu Palace, the admiration in his heart arises naturally, which is no different from before.

"Jiang Zhong, what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhonggang was determined to save his mother when he suddenly heard someone talking behind him. He was surprised and turned around and saw a girl in a bright red dress standing there, looking at him with a smile.

"Hong, Jiu...Princess, when did you come?"

The girl in front of her is Jiang Hongdie, Princess Jiang Guo Jiu, Prince Yutang, and Prince Yulu were both born to Queen Wei.

"Just come." As he said casually, he walked to the window and looked up at the moon that had risen to the sky: "At this time, the moon's energy was clearest."

"Um."

Jiang Hongdie smiled and looked at Jiang Zhong again, saying, "I was just watching the stars with my master. Suddenly I saw a moonlight falling down and falling here. I was curious and came over to see. Did Brother Qi write the poem to invite the moon?"

The master Jiang Hongdie mentioned was the national master of Jiang State, Zhuge Xingchen, the head of Xingchen Pavilion, and there were nine people in total. However, according to the rules of Xingchen Pavilion, Zhuge only accepted the Ninth Princess as the only successor. Other princes and princesses also wanted to become disciples, but the national master refused, and even Emperor Jiang's face was not easy to use.

Jiang Zhong used to feel that the Ninth Princess was unfathomable, and now this impression is even more obvious. At this time, she suddenly called herself "Brother Seven", and she felt alert, but her face remained silent. She pointed to the manuscript on the table and said, "I suddenly felt something, and I wrote a poem in my hand."

"Oh, let me see." As he said that, he walked over to read the poem, read it again, and said strangely: "'Looking down and thinking about my hometown', isn't Qi Ge's hometown not in this royal palace? Oh, Qi Ge wants to go back to Tongyu Hall?"

Jiang Zhongjian distinguishes his appearance and knows that the Ninth Princess, who has been loving and loving since childhood, has no way to understand the meaning of the poem, and does not explain it. She smiled and vaguely agreed.

Hongdie reached out and grabbed Jiang Zhong's wrist. Just as she was about to speak, someone outside shouted: "It's gone! It's gone!"

Jiang Hongdie frowned slightly and said, "I'll go and have a look, and I'll talk to Brother Qi when I come back."
Chapter completed!