Dajingzhen Xuansi

Hearing this, Li Yunbai's mind couldn't help but move, this man's tone is not small, could it be that he really did it?

Gradually, Li Yunbai's expression softened: "Okay, then please write the previous couplet!"

The young man was very confident when he heard the words. He had a faint smile on his face, walked to the front, and began to write on the wall:

The breeze is ten miles away, accompanied by the bright sun, and all kinds of purples and reds are in full bloom.

The garden is full of spring, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall!

Hang Tianyi couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, what kind of nonsense is this, who gave him the courage to be so arrogant?

But at this time, Hang Tianyi saw that Li Yunbai was surprisingly not angry, but fell into deep thought.

Hang Tianyi instantly understood that this world is not a little bit worse than the ancient times on Earth.

In his opinion, the first two verses are nonsense, but if you don't study them harshly, and if there are famous works by predecessors, you can barely make do if you read them occasionally.

"This is simply a big joke. Obviously, the first couplet is far behind the last couplet!"

The one who spoke was Zhong Fuqu. Yesterday, she came here with Hu Zhongxue and Gao Yunfeng. This couplet of poems was a night of pondering. The more you ponder, the more extraordinary you feel!

Good things, if you continue to talk about it, there are problems no matter how you look at it.

Hearing the words, the young man sighed: "That's right, this girl also noticed that the previous couplet was really bad, and that's why I didn't engrave it on it!"

Hearing this, Hang Tianyi was stunned. Did he meet a master?

This explanation is simply impeccable!

Li Yunbai's mind also began to move. As a great Confucianist, he understands better than anyone else that when writing poetry, it is impossible to make every sentence good.

Therefore, many poems, a whole poem, and famous ones are just one or two sentences.

At this time, many disciples of Qingyun Academy were completely dumbfounded, because they did not expect that some things could be explained in this way.

Well, explaining these is not the key point, the key point is this person's character, which is almost the same as the temperament on this door.

Even Hang Tianyi was taken aback.

Are you going to reveal this man's identity now?There is no need for it. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. He Hang Tianyi, it is better to continue to be a small catcher.

In fact, even if you are a fast catcher, you are on the cusp of the storm. If so, then in this academy, it is better to keep a low profile.

"Oh, it's really difficult for me!" Hang Tianyi secretly sighed, he never thought that one day, it would be so easy for him to become famous.

In my previous life on earth, I read a lot of people on the Internet, and I also copied poems and articles.

At that time, I felt that it was too incredible, it was simply a win.

Now, he actually won by lying down for once.

However, for him, copying some poems doesn't seem to solve the problem.

In this world, poetry is also a manifestation of power. If you know Confucian skills, then...

Before he knew it, Hang Tianyi's breathing became short of breath, because he had never had an indescribable desire for Confucian exercises like he does now!

"No, you have to restrain yourself. When a person has a desire and it becomes uncontrollable, something big will happen!"

Hang Tianyi hurriedly suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart, took a deep breath, and watched quietly, what extraordinary performance this young man will have next.

Zhong Fuqu was at a loss for words for a moment, and many students of Qingyun Academy blushed, unable to speak a word.

Hang Tianyi thought to himself, aren't these scholars all very good?

Such a predicament has probably never happened before.

"Ask Gao's surname and name!" Gao Yunfeng stepped forward.

He found that today many people are vying for this couplet of verses, but the real poets have obviously not come out yet, which is really ironic.

People like Gao Yunfeng have always had a clear understanding of themselves.

"Under the Zuoqiu armor!" When the young man spoke, he looked arrogant.

"What a Zuoqiu Kai, are you a student of Baifeng Academy?" Zhong Fuqu said.

Zuoqiu Kai smiled indifferently: "Is there no one in Qingyun Academy who can write good poems?"

"You..." Zhong Fuqu's face was ugly, but she didn't know what to do.

"Huh?" Hang Tianyi discovered that even the academy seems to have competition!

This Zuoqiu Kai of Baifeng Academy obviously won't let it go.What can I do?

After all, the person who wrote the lettering and writing the poem is himself, no matter what, Qingyun Academy can't let Qingyun Academy fail to come down because of himself!

At this moment, the scholars of Qingyun Academy were all blushing. They just stared at Zuoqiu Kai, but they couldn't do anything about him.

"You didn't write this poem!" Li Yunbai said, at this moment, there was an indescribable coercion on his body.

Zuoqiu Kai's expression couldn't help but shudder, and he couldn't help but walk a few steps towards the picture behind, his face suddenly became pale beyond description.

Not only that, but beads of sweat came out.

"Mr. Li, how can you prove that this poem was not written by me?" Zuoqiu Kai was not afraid. He believed that no matter how powerful Li Yunbai was, it would be impossible to slap him to death, right?

Li Yunbai frowned slightly, he knew that continuing to suppress with cultivation was not his demeanor of being a Confucian.

But the biggest headache right now is not knowing how to prove it!

"You can't write such a poem!" Li Yunbai said.

"Mr. Li, you said you couldn't write it, so is it true that you can't write it?" Zuoqiu Kai said.

Li Yunbai frowned even tighter!

"How do you prove that you wrote this poem?" Hu Zhongxue said calmly.

Zuoqiu Kai took a look at Hu Zhongxue. This person looked very quiet, but when he opened his mouth, he hit the vital point directly.

"I can't prove it, but it's still the same sentence, how can you prove that I didn't write it?" Zuoqiu Kai said.

When many scholars heard the words, their faces turned red, their eyes widened, their mouths trembled, but they couldn't say a word.

Hang Tianyi looked at this group of scholars who were as popular as monkey butts, and thought to himself, those of you who rely on your mouth for food, at this time, you can't speak.

Eyeballs rolled, Hang Tianyi looked at Wei Mingyang, and suddenly had an idea.

Walking to Wei Mingyang and saying a few words, Wei Mingyang stepped forward: "I can prove that this poem was not written by you!"

"Oh? Really? How do you prove it?" Zuoqiu Kai was full of interest. He didn't believe that a child could solve the current predicament.

Wei Mingyang said: "It has to be proved, it's actually very simple!"

"Is that so?" Zuoqiu Kai said.

Wei Mingyang said: "That's true!"

Hang Tianyi was stunned again, the conversation between the two really had a taste of Gu Long and a great martial artist.

Could it be that they are traversers?Have you really read Gu Long's book?

Hang Tianyi hurriedly put an end to the messy thoughts in his mind, he still wants to continue watching the show!