Chapter 1339: Zhangtai Meeting (II)
- As if she felt the "call" in everyone's hearts, she saw a person come forward, arrived at the central table, took a pen and ink, and was about to go to the blank banner to write, this person is not exactly who Jiang Ping is.
"Bold, you pariah, you dare to dance and ink here, don't retreat quickly!" Someone shouted from the sidelines.
Jiang Ping glanced at the man and said lightly: "Originally, I didn't want to participate in you, but I was a little interested in the orb that was the winner's lottery, so I offered one or two!" ”
As soon as they heard this, everyone was stunned, and then they all exploded, what, this untouchable is too arrogant, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said that he was interested in the Nine Spirit Beads that Her Royal Highness Princess Oulia took out as the winner's lottery head, and it seemed that he was determined to get this pearl, which is also too arrogant!
Princess Ouliya's beautiful eyes lit up, and she spoke: "As long as they are participants, they are naturally qualified to dance and write here and participate in the competition of the poetry meeting. ”
Jiang Ping said: "Then I will be the one who will not give in." ”
As he spoke, he took the pen and ink, went straight to a blank banner, picked up the pen and wrote, and no one stopped him at this time, and the eyes of the audience were all focused on the other party's pen for a while, waiting for the other party to write something.
If you want to say that the most tense situation in the center of the field is none other than the third prince A Hanyu, he is really worried about what the other party will write, and he is shocked, and he has won the leader of this poetry meeting, and a pariah has won the leader of the poetry meeting. He, the organizer of the poetry club, has also become a big laughing stock.
He would never allow such a situation to occur. However, the other party has the support of Princess Oulia, and he can't stop the other party from writing. Therefore, I can only stare dryly and anxiously.
However, he thought about it again, this poetry will be produced frequently, especially the two poems of Wuding and Autumn Wind, which can be said to be masterpieces, whether the other party can write better or not, at most it is the difference, as long as he operates it himself, he will not go to the winner of this poetry meeting.
Thinking of this, I was a little more determined.
Under the watchful eye of the audience. I saw Jiang Ping pick up the pen and start writing on the banner:
"On the shore of mountains and seas, there are gods and men living in them! Its shape is also, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind......"
As soon as they saw this, the audience couldn't help but fall silent and gasp. Just looking at the beginning of this poem, it is quite amazing.
Everyone was shocked for a while, and the audience was silent, and there was no noise at all. Just hold your breath and watch with the tip of the other party's swimming pen.
And at this moment, the third prince A Hanyu already had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't do anything at the moment, so he could only let the other party write it.
"Look at it from afar. It is as bright as the rising sun. Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. Sincerely. Trim the fit. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain. Neck stretch show. The quality of Hao is dewed, the fragrance is not added, and the lead is Huafu Yu. The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful posture, and quiet and leisurely. Tenderness and flattery in words. The strange clothes are magnificent, and the bone image should be drawn. The brilliance of the cloth, the brilliance of the Yaobi. Wear gold and emerald jewelry, embellished with pearls to show off your body. Practice the literature of the long journey, and drag the light of the fog. The fragrance of the faint orchid is stumbling in the corner of the mountain. So he suddenly indulged in the body, in order to play. Leaning on the left and picking the flag, the right shade the laurel flag. Hold your wrist in the gods and pick the turbulent Xuanzhi. ”
I have to say that the other party's handwriting is ugly, but everyone's minds are no longer on this, and they are all shocked by the beauty of the words and sentences.
Seeing this, the shock in everyone's hearts has been incomprehensible, they never thought that there would be such a wonderful verse, depicting a picture-like fairy, so far they have been amazed, but the other party's pen has not stopped, they have to continue to read.
"The aftermath is pleasing to its beauty, and the heart is oscillating but not pleasant. Unscrupulous media to pick up the joy, relying on microwaves and excuses. May the sincerity be the first, and the jade will be appreciated. The belief and cultivation of the beautiful woman, the Qiang practice ceremony and the poem. Anti-Qiong Jue is peaceful and Yuxi, referring to the abyss and the period. The money of the dependents is real, and I am afraid of the spirit of self-deception. Feeling the abandonment of words, hesitation and suspicion. Accept the harmony and quiet ambition, and Shen Li to prevent self-sufficiency. ”
So Luo was inspired and wandered. The divine light is clutched, and the yin and yang are at first glance. The light body of the Zhu stands with a crane, if it will fly but does not fly. The pepper is coated with lush and intense, and the steps are thin and fragrant. The super long chant is eternal admiration, and the voice is mournful and long. Er is a mixture of spirits, and his fate is a roaring couple. Or play Qingliu, or Xiang Shen Zhu. Or pick pearls, or pick green feathers. From the second concubine of Nanxiang, with the traveling daughter of Hanbin. Sigh the incomparable melon, sing the solitude of the morning glory. Yang is light and sloppy, and the sleeves are trimmed to prolong. ”
"The body is flying fast, fluttering like a god. Ling Bo microstepped, Luo socks dust. Impermanence is the rule, if the danger is safe. Enter the difficult period, if you go back. Turning the eyes and flowing essence, smooth and jade. The words were not spit out, and the breath was like a quiet orchid. Gorgeous and graceful, it makes me forget to eat. ”
Seeing this, the audience was completely stunned, and they had fallen deeply into the artistic conception of the text, and they couldn't extricate themselves.
Jiang Ping's pen did not stop, he continued to write, noticing the silence around him, he turned around occasionally, and saw that the audience was stunned, and his face was also strange, this "Luo Shen Fu" is really long enough, so let's continue to write.
I saw him continue to write:
So he closed the wind, and the waves were quiet after the river. Feng Yi sounded the drum, and Nuwa sang the song. Teng Wenyu rode with the police, and Ming Yuluan passed away. The six dragons are like their heads, and they are the descendants of the cloud car. Whale salamanders are clamped and clamped, and waterfowl are guarded. So Yue Bei Lan, through Nangang, Su Ling, back to Qingyang, move Zhu lip to Xu Yan, Chen handover outline. The way of hating people and gods is different, and resentment is not appropriate in the prime of life. Resist Luo to cover up the tears, the waves of tears. The mourning will be eternal and mourning, and the mourning will be in a foreign land. There is no affection to serve love, and to dedicate the Mingjue of Jiangnan. Although he is hidden in the Taiyin, he has always placed his heart on the king. Suddenly did not realize what he was abandoning, and the night was darkened. ”
So he put his back on the high and stayed with his feet. Imagination of the last feelings, hope and sorrow. The reformation of the spirit body, the light boat and the trace. Floating in the long river and forgetting to return, thinking and increasing admiration. The night is sleepless, and the frost comes to the dawn. Command the servant and drive, and I will return to the east road. He tried to resist the strategy, but he couldn't go. ”
At this point, I finally stopped, threw the pen, swept my eyes over the audience who were still sluggish, and went straight to the side again.
"Good, good poetry, poignant and beautiful, gorgeous rhetoric, affectionate thoughts, if there is sustenance, people can't help themselves!"
A beautiful applause and exclamation sounded, breaking the long-standing silence in the field, which was made by Princess Ouria.
At this time, everyone came back to their senses from the intoxicating illusion, and looked at each other for a while, with different expressions.
They thought that after the two masterpieces of Autumn Wind and Wuding, there would be no more works that could compete with them, but now as soon as this poem of this untouchable man came out, it suddenly overshadowed the first two, and in front of the poignant and beautiful poem of the other party, the first two seemed to be nothing.
I didn't expect this untouchable to be a blockbuster again and write such a peerless masterpiece!
The hearts of the people were amazed, envious and jealous.
How can this pariahs be so talented? No, I'm afraid that this peerless masterpiece is plagiarized by him again, and it is the work of a certain ancestor of his Malan people!
But no matter what, this is a peerless masterpiece that they have to admire, and they can't say half a sentence of slander! The contagion of art knows no borders and races, and in the face of such a peerless masterpiece, they have to bow their noble heads and admit its beauty.
Seeing the strange silence in the field at this moment, the third prince A Hanyu was secretly frightened, the more weird the scene, the more worried he was, could it be that everyone had really been impressed and shocked by this poem of this untouchable, this was not a good thing for him.
In all fairness, for this poem, he also has to admit that this is a peerless masterpiece, to say that he is at the head of this poetry meeting, there seems to be no doubt, however, he can't admit this, to blame it is from the hands of a pariah people, he can't allow a pariah to win the head of the poetry club Such a ridiculous thing, this is definitely a big joke, his three princes will also become a laughing stock of the empire, this will be a huge blow to his reputation, he will never tolerate such a thing.
He coughed lightly, broke the silence in the field, glanced around, and said lightly: "This poem is just Er'er, most of them are piled up, and there is not much new meaning. ”
Someone immediately chimed in: "What the third prince said is right, if it is just a pile of words, then no matter how gorgeous it is, it is empty and cannot achieve a good work." ”
Many people also chimed in.
Princess Oulia immediately disagreed, and said: "How can you say that, this poem, the words are gorgeous and vivid, the imagination is rich, and the beautiful posture of the goddess is extremely beautiful, just this text is enough to be proud of the predecessors, and I am afraid that there will be no one in the future!" ”
"And the article also uses a romantic approach, through the realm of dreams, to describe the sincere love between man and God, but in the end because of the 'special way of man and God' can not be combined and melancholy separated, it can be said that the love is sincere and touching, how can it be said that it is empty. This poem is endowed with feelings and scenes, and it is really a rare lyrical masterpiece! ”
"It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind...... The body is flying fast, fluttering like a god. Ling Bo microstepped, Luo socks dust. Impermanence is the rule, if the danger is safe. In the difficult period, if you go back...... The mourning meeting will never be extinguished, and the mourning will be passed away in a foreign land......"
At this time, someone shouted loudly, it was Bai Fu, I saw that he was intoxicated at the moment, and muttered to himself, "These words and sentences alone are amazing, and I can't help myself!" It's truly a masterpiece! (To be continued......)