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Chapter 612 The Revival of Demon Gods and Monsters
Chapter 612 The Revival of Demon Gods and Monsters
Seeing the Left Prime Minister's expression, everyone naturally understood what he meant, and then echoed him by raising their wine cups and quickly drinking them down.
Here, Ye Ru embarrassed the Left Prime Minister, and no one dared to continue to provoke him.
"The purpose of this literary gathering today was initially to allow everyone to exchange knowledge, but I never expected such a thing to happen. It is my fault, and I will punish myself with three cups of wine."
The Left Prime Minister continued, then poured three cups of wine and continued drinking.
He then continued, "How about this: Ye Anshou's talent truly lives up to the title of Juren (a successful candidate in the imperial examinations). Why don't we have Ye Anshou compose a poem? What literary gathering is this without poetry? Don't you agree?"
"Yes, this literary gathering is originally for exchanging poems and articles. Today, Chief Scholar Ye has condescended to come here, so of course we must learn from him."
“This is feasible. I want to be the second person to write poetry.”
"Your pretentious poems are probably not even as good as a single line from Ye Anshou's poem. You want to be the second best? You are really overestimating yourself."
The Left Prime Minister was undoubtedly a master at creating a lively atmosphere. In an instant, everyone forgot about what had happened before and began whispering among themselves.
"How about it, Chief Ye, why don't you give me one?"
The Left Prime Minister looked at Ye Rudao.
"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, I'll offer my humble opinion as a starting point. How about this: I'll take this ice fan as a prize, a way of giving something away for free. If anyone's poem surpasses mine, the ice fan will belong to them. What do you say?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru sneered inwardly, then calmly took out the fan again, placed it on the table, and smiled.
"Great, that's excellent."
Everyone laughed.
"In that case, I'll write a poem about reading. This poem is based on my understanding of reading when I was a student. I'll use it to encourage myself and also to have everyone comment on it."
After speaking, Ye Ru took out paper and pen, and then began to formulate his thoughts:
"A half-acre pond opens like a mirror, reflecting the sky and clouds."
After writing down these two lines of poetry, Chen Tianjian read them aloud.
The first two sentences caused everyone to whisper among themselves, sharing their thoughts.
"I know, I understand the literal meaning of this poem, but as for its deeper meaning, we'll have to wait for Ye Anshou to write out the next two lines before we can truly appreciate it."
A scholar pondered deeply for a while, then said with a wry smile.
"Is this half-acre pond the one at Nanxi Academy?"
A scholar frowned, then relaxed, and tentatively asked.
"Yes, this guy is really something."
Ye Ru smiled and said:
“I was feeling down before, so I secretly traveled around to different places. I read a book at Nanxi Academy and had some profound insights there.”
Then, Ye Ru continued writing:
"How can the canal be so clear? Because it has a source of living water."
As Wen Xiang looked at the poem, he nodded in praise from time to time, saying, "This poem uses a square pond as a metaphor to vividly express a subtle and indescribable feeling of reading."
"Because the poem describes the pond water as not being stagnant, but rather being fed with fresh water, making it as clear and bright as a mirror, reflecting the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds."
"From this poem, we can see that when people read and write poetry, they need to have a state of spiritual inspiration. Although the feeling expressed in the poem is only about reading, it is profound and rich in connotation, and can be interpreted in a wide range of ways."
The Prime Minister's words of appreciation drew praise from many scholars, and even the Left Prime Minister nodded in agreement, a rare occurrence for him.
"Whether it's writing poetry, composing essays, or doing anything else, one needs to constantly learn new knowledge in order to gain new insights from it. In this sense, it is beneficial to his writing."
The comments from the Left Prime Minister and the Minister of Literature were standard and conventional, prompting everyone else to nod in agreement and then fall silent.
The two prime ministers were, after all, well-read scholars, and their words revealed all their thoughts, so the prime ministers had nothing more to say.
"I've finished writing. Now it's your turn to write."
Ye Ru put down his pen and looked around, and for a moment no one dared to write anything.
Ye Ru's writing was far superior to theirs, so they didn't want to humiliate themselves further.
"what happened?"
Seeing the way everyone was looking at him, Ye Ru frowned and said.
"Ye Anshou, your poem makes us ashamed. To avoid losing face, let's not write it."
A scholar said with a wry smile.
"How could that be? I was just throwing out a brick to get the jade, it's nothing."
Ye Ru bowed to the scholar and smiled.
"Enough, enough, let's not try to show off our skills in front of Guan Yu. Let's have a drink."
The scholar gave a bitter smile, thinking to himself that he could never write such fine verses again.
"In that case, I'll gladly accept this ice fan."
Ye Ru shook his head helplessly, and then said.
"Please take Ye Anshou. We are just green leaves, only able to set off this beautiful flower. Perhaps we can even leave a mark on history books in the future, haha."
Many people smiled and said that they originally came here for two reasons: to participate in the literary gathering and to see Ye Ru's talent. They also had a bit of wishful thinking, since Ye Ru had only recently been promoted to the rank of Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial civil service examination). If they could surpass him in poetry, it would be a way to elevate their own literary reputation. But now, they had no choice but to give up.
"I respect you all."
Ye Ru picked up a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, and everyone else followed suit.
After Ye Ru finished writing his poem, no one else wrote any more, but since many of them were talented and romantic men, the atmosphere remained lively.
After several rounds of drinks, many people left, and Ye Ru returned to his residence with the Minister of Literature and Minister of War.
A few days later, the people from Mount All Saints finally arrived.
"Report! Someone outside requests an audience with Chief Justice Ye Ru."
One afternoon, while Ye Ru and others were talking with Wen Xiang and others, a servant came in to report.
"Please."
Ye Ru and the other two looked at each other for a moment, then waved their hands.
"Haha, Chief Scholar Ye, how have you been? It's been a few days since I last saw you, and you've actually become a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial examination). Congratulations, congratulations!"
After a while, a loud voice rang out here.
"Lin Ru, the Half-Saint, how have you been?"
Upon seeing Lin Ru's arrival, Ye Ru and the others stood up and spoke. The Minister of Literature and the Minister of War also stood up, sensing Lin Ru's strength and secretly admiring him.
These are truly people from the Holy Mountain; their strength is absolutely terrifying.
"These two must be the civil and military prime ministers of the Yanhuang Kingdom, right? I am Lin Ru, greetings."
Lin Ru looked at the civil and military officials, then bowed and said.
"I have long admired the name of Lin Ru, a semi-saint. I am truly sorry for not welcoming you properly. I apologize for my lack of respect."
Wen Xiang returned the greeting with a smile.
"Yes, I'm here to receive Ye Ru. They don't know about the resources of Zhong Sheng Mountain, but you, as civil and military officials, should know."
"Ye Ru's performance in Jin State made the people of Sanshan want to recruit him to our side."
"Moreover, the learning resources of Mount Zhongsheng are unparalleled by any other academy in the world. Am I right?"
Lin Ru smiled.
"Yes, what you say makes sense. If Ye Ru can enter the Three Mountains to study, it will allow him to grow very quickly."
Wen Xiang nodded and said that he knew the power of Zhong Sheng Mountain. After leaving, one could directly reach the level of Hanlin without taking the imperial examination, which was much better than taking the imperial examination here.
"Therefore, I came to take him back today. The dean also said that after he comes out, he will definitely be promoted to Hanlin."
Lin Ru nodded and said that when he went to other places to recruit students before, the civil and military officials of other countries were not willing, but Li Baiyuan's actions made him look at him with new eyes.
"Well, in that case, we'll follow the Half-Saint's wishes."
Wen Xiang and Ye Ru exchanged a glance, and the former spoke.
"Alright, Ye Ru, come with me now. For the sake of the Holy War ahead, you must study hard and strive to reach the level of a Hanlin scholar within a year."
Lin Ru's expression suddenly turned serious, and what he said surprised both the Minister of Literature and the Minister of War.
"Half-Saint Lin, are you saying that the Holy War will also be involved by the Holy Mountain?"
Chen Tianjian raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, according to our clues, the demon gods and monsters should be about to revive. Our three sacred mountains are also actively increasing our defenses. If the human realm falls, our sacred mountains will be the last barrier for the human race."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru's expression changed.
"A demon god? A monster god?"
"Yes, the demon god and the devil god. According to the intelligence we have gathered from the Holy Mountain, they are on the verge of revival."
"If they are all truly revived, they will likely lead the demon and monster races in a massive attack on our human and dragon races."
"At that time, we half-saints alone will be no match for the two of them."
Lin Ru said in a deep voice, and you could tell from his expression that this holy war was of great importance.
Even a single misstep could lead to the extinction of the entire human race.
"I never imagined that this holy war would be so severe. This is truly adding insult to injury for our human race."
Wen Xiang lowered his head and paced back and forth. The human race had not yet recovered from the last Holy War, and now another Holy War was about to begin. This was the biggest blow to them.
"If that's the case, then who's backing the demon race now?"
Chen Tianjian asked.
"If I'm not mistaken, that should be an avatar of the Demon God. The Demon God is not in any danger now, but the most important thing is to prevent them from being resurrected."
"Does the Half-Saint of Mount Saints not have a solution to this matter?"
Li Baiyuan said in a deep voice.
"If there were such an opportunity, the Dean would have sent someone long ago. Unfortunately, there are many demon saints among the demon race, and this is their only chance. It would be a waste for us to go."
Lin Ru said with a wry smile, then looked up at the sky and continued:
"It's getting late, and I need to go back and report. I'll take Ye Ru back with me."
"Well, may the Half-Saint rest in peace."
Seeing that everyone agreed, Lin Ru waved his sleeve, and the two of them disappeared from the spot.