Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 326 Farmer, Vast Ocean, Sea of ​​Literature
Inside the examination hall, Chen Xu closed his eyes.

The purple smoke rose from the answer sheet in front of him, shining brightly, which surprised everyone in the room.

Perhaps it wasn't just that the audience was astonished; the writing was so profound it should have shaken the world.

But Chen Xu paid no attention to the strange phenomena in front of him.

Because at that very moment, his once calm sea of ​​words suddenly surged into a turbulent upheaval.

Meanwhile, in the sea of ​​literature, the inkstone boat, which had always drifted with the tide, suddenly grew larger amidst the rolling waves, growing out of thin air.

One zhang, two zhang... five zhang, ten zhang!
The inkstone, which was originally a flat boat, has been transformed into a well-proportioned and expansive vessel.

At the bow, the keel waterwheel stands proudly like a dragon's head.

At the stern, a half-real, half-illusory figure had appeared indistinctly.

The figure wore a straw hat, held a sickle, and leaned on a hoe.

His back was even somewhat hunched, and his face was deeply lined with wrinkles.

At first glance, he was clearly just an ordinary old farmer.

Why did an old farmer's figure appear in Chen Xuwen's sea?

Yes, this is the old farmer in the poem "Sympathy for the Peasants".

Once "The Strategy to Suppress the Locust Demon" was completed, Chen Xu's literary talent surged, and at the same time, the first poetic genius was finally born.

He was not the chivalrous hero Chen Xu had been expecting, but rather the old farmer from the poem about sympathizing with farmers!

An old farmer stood at the stern of the boat, his back hunched and his face weathered.

At first glance, he seemed so ordinary and insignificant.

However, when he stood at the stern of the boat with a hoe, the turbulent Wenhai suddenly calmed down.

boom!
The ink boat fell from the crest of the wave onto the water's surface.

A single sail rose high in the center, braving the howling wind, and sped toward the opposite shore of Wenhai.

On the opposite bank, a grand outline, like mountains or a starry sky, faintly appeared.

Although those blurry outlines disappeared into the thick clouds in an instant, it was this fleeting glimpse that finally gave Chen Xuwen's ink-colored ship a direction to sail.

No longer like before, drifting with the tide, oblivious to everything.

An old farmer stood silently at the stern of the boat, gazing into the distance.

He wasn't a leader, nor did he appear particularly powerful, yet the strength he possessed was as calm and unfathomable as a deep, still ocean.

This poetic genius is far more complex than he appears on the surface!
As Chen Xu carefully sensed all the changes within the sea of ​​words, the intense emotions in his heart subsided.

He has a strange sense of control.

My thoughts merge with the sea of ​​literature, and all changes are like the wind and forest within my heart.

At the very center of the ink boat, the inkstone pool remained, and the originally colorless literary aura in the pool now faintly shimmered with a clear light.

This is a transformation in literary style!

Chen Xu had not yet officially obtained the title of Juren, but his literary talent was already undergoing a transformation on its own.

Clearly, before long, even if he fails to achieve fame and fortune, Chen Xu's literary talent will have been completely transformed.

However, since he could make his writings appear like purple smoke, how could Chen Xu possibly fail to achieve fame and success?

This time, let alone the title of Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial examination), Chen Xu will surely win the top prize in the provincial examination as well. If he can't succeed, who can?
Who dares to succeed!

In the vast sea of ​​literature, all changes occur in the blink of an eye.

Inside the examination hall, the shocked people finally came to their senses.

The first person to be overjoyed was Cui Yunqi.

He looked up at the sky, watching the wisp of purple smoke rise. His expression shifted from blank to suspicious, then to dispelling his doubts and releasing certainty.

Finally, there was boundless confidence and joy.

"It must be Brother Chen! It must be Brother Chen! Otherwise, how could purple smoke appear in this examination hall?"

"Your writing is truly magnificent, Brother Chen. I can hardly believe what earth-shattering masterpiece could have caused purple smoke to rise into the sky."

It began as purple smoke; could this be... some kind of world-changing masterpiece?

Cui Yunqi murmured to himself, his emotions surging and shifting once more.

He was incredibly proud, and even though there was no audience, he felt a sense of self-satisfaction. But in an instant, Cui Yunqi became worried again.

This article is truly groundbreaking!

Such articles, though rare and exceptional, are not guaranteed to please everyone.

After all, it's a "world-shaking" level change.

Your writing is truly remarkable, but if there really were such a thing as "changing the world," would the "world" that was changed be happy?
Of course, all of this could also be Cui Yunqi worrying unnecessarily.

He sat in his cell, gazing at the wisp of purple smoke.

Suddenly, a leisurely bell rang out over the examination hall.

thump—

It's the Heavenly Bell, it's rung!
The writing produced purple smoke, and the Heavenly Bell responded to this, ringing out gently at that moment.

This bears a slight resemblance to the insect pests that Chen Xu once attracted to strike the bell during the prefectural examination.

At the same time, a burst of laughter rang out from the Star-Observing Platform:

"Excellent, wonderful! The writing rises like purple smoke, and the bells of the heavens resound in unison. This is the spirit of writing, chosen by heaven and earth."

Chen Xu from Jichuan County, are you ready to come up on stage?

You have already achieved the top score in this provincial examination, so you don't need to take it again.

"Clerks on both sides, please collect the scroll. I intend to personally present this 'Purple Smoke Essay' to His Majesty and have it recorded in the Tianzheng Academy."

That's the voice of chief examiner Feng Xing!

The entire examination hall erupted in uproar once again.

Feng Xing's words specifically named names.

The rest of the examinees were finally able to confirm that the purple smoke that had just risen above the examination hall was indeed due to someone producing an astonishing essay.

And the person who wrote the article was indeed Chen Xu.

The brief uproar was quickly suppressed as the patrolling soldiers shouted, "Silence! Silence!"

Bang Bang Bang!
Just then, the familiar sound of a wooden clapper was heard.

The time for the entire audience to collect their tickets has finally come.

"Collecting papers! Collecting papers! Quiet down! No moving! Anyone who moves will be considered to be cheating!"

As expected, most people stopped moving around.

Only Luo Wenhuan, who was diagonally opposite Chen Xu, could no longer hold back, and a metallic taste rose in his throat.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Luo Wenhuan shouted, "I hate it so much! Ah..." In his pain, he suddenly fell forward.

Seeing that he was about to soil the roll of paper on the table, Luo Wenhuan was terrified and suddenly twisted his body.

And so, in an extremely contorted position, bang!

Suddenly, it crashed into the brick wall on the side of the cell.

Luo Wenhuan shouted, "I didn't commit suicide! Collect my papers, ah!"

He cried out in pain, his head covered in blood, and collapsed to the ground.

Amidst the murky bloodstains, Luo Wenhuan heard footsteps approaching, followed by the voices of the inspecting soldiers:
"He's fainted, and he says he didn't commit suicide. What should I do?"

"What should we do? Hurry up and collect the papers! We still need to collect the next one, don't waste time."

The sound of soldiers putting the answer sheets into sealed rune boxes was like a rustling sound.

Upon hearing this, Luo Wenhuan finally felt relieved and could finally faint without worry.

He still held a sliver of hope, refusing to believe that his writing was inferior to Chen Xu's, and therefore he was determined to submit his paper successfully.

He wanted to show the world how brilliant and outstanding Luo Wenhuan's answer sheet should have been.

How could he possibly be inferior to Chen Xu?
He was not convinced...

Luo Wenhuan successfully fainted, unaware that another familiar face in the same examination room was also faking it.

(End of this chapter)