"Thirty, thirty floors!"

Seeing that "The Thousand Years" surpassed Changliu's "Ci Heming", a deafening wave of frenzy suddenly erupted inside and outside the building. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Arriving here, the brilliance of "The Millennium Chronicle" is no longer conspicuous, only slightly stronger than the surrounding poems. By the time it reached the thirty-first floor, the blooming light was already the same as the poem next to it.

Seeing that the competition between "The Millennium Chronicle" and thousands of poems gradually settled, some of the spectators sighed regretfully, and some even questioned the unfairness of the evaluation of the Crane Tower, of course, more of a satisfied cheer.

It's just that most of the people present are the people of Yuejiang City, and they naturally think that this poem praising Yuejiang City is no better, so no matter how high the ranking is, there are still many people who feel that it is not high enough.

Even if "The Millennium Chronicle" came out on top and jumped to the first place in this poetry meeting, it was directly two floors ahead of "Ci Heming" and reached the unique height of the 32nd floor, countless people are still dissatisfied.

Because this represents the glory of Yuejiang City, the higher the ranking, the more they can feel the pride of honor as the people of Yuejiang City.

"Not satisfied......"

"How is it only the thirty-first floor?"

"But it's also the best of this poetry meeting. ”

"Yes, now only the son of Bai Mingmen and the son of Wu Susan and Wu Gongzi of the Great Xia Legalist family have not made a move. But as soon as "The Millennium" came out, it almost became the undoubted champion of the poems, and it is hard to say whether these two dare to write poems or not......"

"Who would have thought that Gongzi Wen Song would write such a poem "Thousand Years", which can be called a lore!"

"As soon as "The Millennium Chronicle" came out, it was difficult for Zixuan Gongzi and Legalist Wu Gongzi to ride a tiger!"

"If it were me, eighty percent would be ashamed of myself, and it would be more decent to admit defeat. ”

The surrounding buzz gradually changed direction, and people began to speculate with great interest. Because of the "Millennium Chronicle" itself and its achievements, it must have put great pressure on the remaining Zixuan and Wu Susan, and at this time, what choice the two will make has become the focus of people's speculation.

"I didn't hold up in front of me, and now I'm sitting on wax, hey!"

"If you want me to say, if you force your hand now, if you lose, your reputation will be ruined, so it's better to admit defeat directly!"

In the midst of the discussion around him, Bai Mingmen Zixuan suddenly smiled, and asked Wu Susan opposite very gracefully, "Brother Wu, please first?"

Wu Susan looked back and found that the junior brothers and sisters were all extremely worried and concerned, so he couldn't help but smile, and arched his hand to Zixuan Gongzi: "I said before, if you are a guest from afar, how can you take the lead from the guest, Brother Zixuan will invite you first." ”

"Then you're welcome. Zi Xuan let out a long laugh, jumped up from his seat, hunted with long sleeves, and flew to the giant pillar in the hall like a big peng spreading his wings.

In the midst of many exclamations, his jade pen was raised high, and he pointed at the height of the giant pillar of more than ten zhang, and then the pen was like flowing water, and the lines of grass appeared one after another. When people came back to their senses, he was already like a light feather, settled in front of the giant pillar, just mentioned the payment, and bowed his hand to the four directions with the jade pen, and said lightly: "Accept." ”

"Ascending the Crane Tower"

The saint resigned the spirit crane and feathered this immortal.

One dreamed of Taoism, and the third world woke up to the heart.

The four seas and nine states are old, and the six roads and ten generations are true.

Mortals dream of begging, I brew my own immortal fetus.

"This!"

There was silence all around, and suddenly there were countless gasping voices, all shocked by the boldness and courage of this poem.

Obviously, this is a sermon poem.

At the beginning of the poem, it was written that Zixuan came to the Crane Tower today, thinking of the most famous allusion to the Crane Tower, in the past, the sage Gou said goodbye to the spirit pet crane that had been with him for many years, and the feather on the top of the Crane Tower.

This is "the saint remarks the spirit crane, and the feather is this immortal." ”

The Dengxian and Feather mentioned here are both honorary titles, but in fact, to put it bluntly, the Gou saint lived for three lifetimes and three hundred years old, and even the saint was about to end his life and passed away here. The reason why it is said that he feathered and ascended to immortal is that when the saint dies, he will avoid his own transformation and affect the world, or prevent the corpse from changing and creating a catastrophe in the world, he often chooses to disperse his whole body and amazing cultivation, refine his body, and completely dissipate in the world, leaving no relics.

The world admires such a saint who never forgets the world until death, so when it comes to his passing, he will beautify them as a mortal fetus, not to pass away, but to ascend to the sky as an immortal.

In Zixuan's poem "Ascending the Crane Tower", the second sentence "One dreams of Taoism, and the third world awakens the heart", which is also longing and praise. Speaking of the saint in this life, he had a dream, forgot all the Tao and the Dharma, lived in it for three lifetimes and three hundred years, and woke up no longer with a mundane heart.

To the third sentence "The four seas and Kyushu are old, and the six roads and ten worlds are true", it is to imagine the realm of a saint, to be able to travel the whole world freely, and there is no place in the four seas and Kyushu that has not been there. In the tenth life of the six realms of reincarnation, the truth is sought in this way, and only then can he become holy and become an immortal.

The last sentence "mortals ask in their dreams, I brew immortal fetus" is talking about this kind of saint's realm, mortals can only pursue imagination in dreams, and he Zixuan does not dream, has been struggling to brew immortal fetus, only waiting for one day to truly become holy and immortal.

In this poem, his arrogance is revealed in the plainness, disdainful of being in the company of the mundane, and wants to compare himself to a saint in this world.

His ambitions and aspirations are so high that they can be captured in the poem!

"It's crazy!"

"No wonder when people in the world mention his son Xuan Gongzi, they will call him a crazy son, just look at this poem and know a thing or two!"

There was an uproar around, and the song "Dengci Crane Tower", which occupies a huge pillar more than ten zhang high, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then appeared on the wall of the building, green like fairy light, dazzling and extraordinary!

It is like a sword out of its sheath, and as soon as it appears, it will break through countless poems and soar upwards with the momentum of rushing straight into the nine skies!

10th floor!

Twentieth floor!

Thirty floors!

It rose at an astonishing speed, even breaking through the floors, throwing the poems made by the previous poetry congregation far under it, and soon surpassed Changliu's "Ci Heming", and equaled Wen Song's "Thousand Years".

"Three, thirty-first floor!"

"It's over!"

Reaching such a height, the speed of "Ascending the Crane Tower" will plummet, and it will surpass the thirty-first floor where "The Millennium Chronicle" is located, and when it reaches the thirty-second floor, the climb seems to have become extremely difficult, and it is so slow that people are anxious about it. However, in the end, it still barely squeezed up to the thirty-third floor, reflecting the surrounding poems and texts, shining in all directions, showing its nobility and strength.

Seeing this scene, many spectators were moved, revealing extremely complicated expressions.

"It even surpassed the Millennium. ”

"Is it really that good?"

"Could it be that the literary talent and ambition of Prince Zixuan have been recognized by Cihelou?"

"It's a little unfair, it's not that I don't like Zixuan Gongzi, just from the poetry and text, it is obvious that Wen Song Gongzi's "Millennium Chronicle" is more atmospheric, how can it be ranked as good as this "Dengci Crane Tower"?"

"I've lived half my life in a daze, only to find out that I have achieved nothing like this, and I don't want to seek immortals in the world, isn't it really a dream?"

For a time, the ranking of "Ascending the Crane Tower" attracted a lot of opinions, and there were all those who said anything, some praised, some questioned, some dissatisfied, and some envious and awakened.

However, in the lobby, Changliu and Wen Song's faces changed slightly, and finally their faces were bitter, and they forcibly smiled and got up to congratulate Zixuan Gongzi.

"Congratulations to Brother Zixuan. ”

"The final ranking of the song "Ascending the Crane Tower" is also quite meaningful, and it has the meaning of breaking the thirty-three heavens in a row, which is really a good sign. Wen Song took the lead in calming down, and said meaningfully: "It seems that Brother Zixuan may really have the hope of becoming a saint and ascending to the immortal, congratulations." ”

Zixuan faced the two of them, but he still got up and responded with Daoyi, but he still only replied with two faint words, "Accept." ”

"Senior brother, what's so good about this poem "Ascending the Crane Tower"? If you want me to see it, the evaluation of the Crane Tower is unfair, how can this kind of arrogant poetry be as magnificent as the senior brother's "Thousand Years"?"

"It's not just that we feel unfair, you listen to the voices around you, many people are upset for our senior brother!"

"Where can "Ascending the Crane Tower" compare to Senior Brother's "Millennium Chronicle"?

Wen Song and Changliu's junior brothers and sisters couldn't calm down, they were all indignant, and they all felt that this result was very unfair.

"Silence!"

Who would have thought that as soon as they spoke, they were scolded by Wen Song, and turned his head to look at them sternly, "Since we have come to participate in the poetry meeting, it means that we recognize the fairness of the poetry meeting, otherwise why bother to participate?"

Changliu also frowned, and then seriously warned his junior brothers and sisters, "If you feel unfair, you shouldn't come in the first place, but if you choose to come, you should admit the result." Losing is losing, let's admit defeat calmly, so that people will not look down on it more, if you are willing to gamble and not admit defeat, it is disgraceful. ”

Seeing that the younger brothers and sisters were either stunned or gloomy, they were all like frosted eggplants, and they lost their previous strength. Wen Song and Changliu glanced at each other, both smiling bitterly, and then Wen Song shouted in a deep voice: "You have all read so many sage books, how can you still stick to temporary success or failure?"

He wanted to wake up his younger brothers and sisters, but the younger brothers and sisters were still depressed.

"But the two senior brothers, you have excellent qualifications tomorrow, and you are still working so hard, why did you still fail?"

"I feel so sick in my heart. ”

Hearing their muttering, Changliu suddenly smiled, "There are talented and hardworking people in the world, how can I and Senior Brother Wen Song not only know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, this is the reality." It's a bad thing to lose today, but it's also a good thing to do the opposite, because it can force us to work harder and force us to win back next time, isn't it?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the junior brothers and sisters looked good, and they cheered up, "Senior brother is right, I lost this time, try to win it back next time!"

"We will always have your back!"

"Victory is not arrogant and defeat is not discouraged, we understand!"

Listening to the immature declarations and encouragement of the younger brothers and sisters, Changliu and Wen Song looked at each other and smiled, and finally faded away from their previous frustration.

On the other side, the students of the Legalist family also looked at Wu Susan, because he was the only one who didn't make a move, and he had to make a move at this moment. However, the previous masterpieces came out one after another, and one ranked higher than the other, Rao is that they have confidence in Wu Susanji, and they are inevitably worried at this moment.

"Senior Brother......

Hearing that they hesitated to say something, Wu Susan interrupted with a smile, "No need to say it, I understand." ”

He straightened his sleeves under the gaze of countless people, straightened his hat, and then got up calmly, dipped his pen in golden mango ink, strode to the giant pillar, and groaned slightly, and he had put down his pen seriously.

"Long Miles"

In order to seek the truth of the Tao and the law, worship under the teacher.

Jurisprudence and the world, candle chicken pen and ink book.

Seeing the suffering of the people, seek the law for the Ming Dynasty.

Say goodbye to the teacher and go to the original spirit.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are far away, and sincerity is not compromised.

Just ask for one life, can you change the sky?

Writing this, the noisy voices of the people of Yuejiang City, who could not see the poems outside the building, continued to drift in, and the building was already silent. Wu Susan hesitated for a while, as if he had unfinished intentions, but in the end he sighed, raised the payment, bowed to the four directions, and returned to his original position.

Although some young students were touched, they were more confused, but when they saw their senior brothers, Zixuan, Wen Song, Changliu and many others were stunned, and suddenly a little confused.

"Do not do it?" murmured Changliu in distraction.

Wen Song's body and mind trembled slightly, "Do your best to change the sky?"

"What a legal principle, the world, the candle chicken pen and ink book, a few crosses, the way to the world's students studying hard, Rao is born in Taoism, I actually feel the same way, Su San's writing is really good. ”

Zi Xuan's eyes shone brightly, and he praised a sentence, but his words changed sharply, and he suddenly turned sharply, "Dare to ask Third Brother Su, in the eyes of Third Brother Su today, is there no light at all? It is all darkness? Do you need Third Brother Su to work hard in this life for the dawn?"

This poem is very simple and straightforward, and it seems to be written about Wu Susan's experience of more than 20 years in his life.

In order to learn and worship famous teachers, gain insight into law and reason, people, the world, and feelings, and live a hard reading day accompanied by pen and ink books and candles at night, and roosters at dawn. As he grew older, he was born again and saw countless people's sufferings, and began to think about using legal principles to create a better tomorrow. In recent days, I said goodbye to my master, relatives, friends and old friends, and came to Lingyuan across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, sincerely unwilling to live a lifetime, but to gain something, and then do my best in this life to change a bright future.

However, the place that Zixuan grasped was what he wrote in his poem, as if the world was full of ink and there was no bright artistic conception, and he immediately asked.

In the face of his questioning, Wu Susan said calmly: "In my opinion, even Lingyuan is full of people who are corrupt and pervert the law, and there are people in the fish and meat villages, how can they come to the sky?

His rhetorical question was like thunder on the ground, and his sentences were very sharp, which made Zixuan suffocated. Because what Wu Susan said is the true meaning of Legalism, the ideal that countless Legalists tirelessly pursue, even if he is a Taoist disciple, he dares to say a word wrong at this moment, and the Legalists immediately dare to attack it!

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the battle of truth of the school, no one dares to easily provoke a war, and he Zixuan does not have this qualification. Once he dares to find fault in this, the Taoist is afraid that he will not start a war with the Legalists for him, but will only sacrifice him to appease the anger of the Legalists.

"Okay, what a poem. Seeing that Zixuan was angry, afraid that he would make a big mistake under his impulse, Wen Song hurriedly interrupted, smiling and admiring, "Brother Wu's great ambition is even more admirable. ”

Changliu was silent for a moment, and then got up and gave his hand, "Third Brother Su has the great ambition of seeking heaven for the people of the world, so that a certain person is very taught. ”

Zixuan also came to his senses in time, closed his eyes and tried to calm down his anger, and when he opened his eyes again, he was calm, and he also got up as a salute, and said lightly: "Third Brother Su has great ambitions, and he has been taught." ”

Everyone could hear that his words were not sincere, but he was not convinced, and then he sat down without waiting for Wu Susan to return the salute, and raised his eyebrows as if he was smiling, "Then let's see how many floors can be broken by Brother Su's grand ambition." ”

The three-way dispute has made the four people have a thrilling feeling, and for a while, no one dares to speak out easily, and the silence is eeri.

Wu Susan and Zixuan looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly smiled, "Let's take a look together." (To be continued.) )