Liu Long is a master's student in ancient literature. He was reborn in the Zhou Dynasty, but became a poor scholar selling calligraphy on the bridge.
The child bride was malnourished, so Liu Long had no choice but to take the scientific examination for someone else's stupid son.
In order to save his family, he left his hometown and unexpectedly won the first prize on the imperial list.
At the age of thirteen, he wrote "Man Jiang Hong", which shocked everyone and inspired the morale of the army. After hearing this, the soldiers on the border were all excited and mounted their horses to kill the enemy.
At the age of 16, when I was in high school in Qiuwei of the provincial examination, I was moved to the point of breaking my guard by an article titled "Linjiang Immortal, Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passing East".
He went to Beijing to take part in the imperial examination, and was named Huiyuan by the Minister of Rites, starting with "Four Sentences from Hengqu".
When he participated in the palace examination, he wrote: "One hundred and forty thousand people all took off their armor, and not one of them was a man." He was directly selected as the number one scholar by the empress, and ranked first.
From then on, he rose through the ranks in the officialdom and was deeply loved by the empress. At the age of twenty, he was already the deputy emperor of the empire.
He wrote "Three Hundred Zhou Poems", which made paper expensive in Kyoto and was included in the permanent must-read textbooks of future generations.
After taking power, he even built the border areas to rival Jiangnan, and tortured the enemy troops until they were called Tian Khan.
Pushing the country to a level that does not belong to the feudal system.
From then on, the empress couldn't sleep at night because of him, the courtesan in the brothel didn't think about food and tea because of him, and the Loli princess of the enemy country cried every night because of her.
Generals fought bloody battles after listening to his poems, great literary figures burst into tears after reading them, and students all over the world regard him as the first literary saint in ancient and modern times.
Many years later, Liu Long looked back at the mountains and rivers: "I am a wild commoner in my hometown, how can the world compare to me?"
