Chapter 35: Guo Xiang changed his alliance to weaken the enemy's spirit; Huang Rong recited a poem to attack his lazy return.
Last time, it was said that Ban Basi was frightened by Guo Xiang's four-sentence reply and went to Xiangyang Tower to show off his skills. Unexpectedly, he was scared off by Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Zhu Ziliu together. Guo Jing led the Xiangyang martial arts heroes to the meeting. As soon as they entered the Tucheng, they were the first to break down the city gate. The father and daughter teamed up, then showed their power and jumped over the deep pit with Wu Jingfeng, the elder of the Beggar Clan and others who did not know light kung fu.
Guo Jing and his entourage leaped onto the ring. They saw that the ring was covered with a red Persian carpet, and the weapons rack in the center was filled with dazzling knives, spears, swords, halberds and other weapons. Facing the scorching sun, it was very dazzling. A couplet hangs on the wooden pillar in the middle, which reads:
Frost and snow are flying, heroes from the north gather together
In the midst of the storm, all the southern soldiers bowed their heads
Ban Basi was quite frustrated when he saw Guo Jing and other Xiangyang heroes coming to the ring and taking the lead. But are you willing to show weakness to others? Then he stood up, with the energy in his Dantian coming together, Yun Jin laughed and said:
"Guo Daxia is indeed a trustworthy person. He goes to the appointment on time. I am inexplicably impressed."
This laughter shook the whole country, and everyone felt their eardrums numb and their whole body felt uncomfortable.
Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Zhu Ziliu looked at each other and understood that this person was the one who showed off his martial arts on the tower that day. Guo Jing clasped his fists in return and said loudly:
"Where is it? Master came to Xiangyang City again, this time it is much more upright than the last time."
Guo Jing's voice was so heroic that he immediately suppressed Ban Basi's voice. Ban Basi's voice was stagnant. He didn't dare to show off anymore, so he called everyone to meet each other. Guo Jing was not good at words, let alone polite words, so he could only communicate casually. All the heroes accompanying him looked at him coldly and did not return the favor. On the other hand, Guo Xiang met all elders, and it had become a habit to salute him. He also did not avoid the suspicion of men and women, and he loved to make friends with all the drunkards and soldiers in the market. Seeing that the other party was a senior in the martial arts world, he seemed to have no ill intentions and followed his father's lead in clasping his fists and saluting.
Ban Basi laughed a few times, waved his hand and pointed at the eighteen Eight Immortals chairs arranged side by side opposite him, and led Guo Jing and other Xiangyang heroes to sit on the right side.
Zhu Ziliu waved his folding fan as he walked and said loudly to Guo Xiang:
"Miss Guo Er, do you think the couplet hanging on the pillar in the center of the arena is appropriate? Do you want to modify it?"
Guo Xiang nodded and said:
"Yes, Xiang'er also feels that the tone is too arrogant, so please ask Uncle Zhu to change it for them!"
Zhu Ziliu smiled slightly and said loudly:
"The master's arena is well decorated, but it's a pity that the couplet in the middle makes the scenery look bad. Guo Beixia's daughter thinks it should be changed. What do you think?"
Guo Jing twisted his beard and smiled. Huang Rong also saw the arrogant tone of this couplet. Just when he was about to find someone to make trouble, when he heard what Zhu Ziliu said, he clapped his hands and said:
"Xian'er just practiced calligraphy with Senior Brother Zhu. As the saying goes, 'My hands are itchy just after practicing, but my hands will be raw after practicing for a long time.' She must want to show off in front of everyone. In this case, everyone will give her a chance for the sake of my husband and me. Bar!"
Ban Basi snorted, neither agreeing nor objecting, nor was he willing to let others use his pen and ink. He just looked at him coldly.
Zhu Ziliu laughed and handed the bald pen to Guo Xiang. When Guo Xiang heard this, she was not polite. She took the bald pen, bowed her hands, took a few steps towards the middle, then returned to her mother's seat like a whirlwind, stood up, and stood next to an empty Eight Immortals chair. He stepped on the crossbar and leaped into the air. It flies gracefully alternately between the two pillars in the middle, like a colorful butterfly passing through the flowers, with the bald pen in its hand flying on the pillars. The posture is extremely graceful.
As the sawdust fell one after another, Guo Xiang's figure flew up and down. When everyone was dazzled, Guo Xiang had already written it, put his right foot on the pillar, turned somersault in the air, fell gently, and sat firmly on the empty chair next to his mother. When he was sitting down, Guo Xiang threw the bald pen away, and like a flying sword, the bald pen landed in Zhu Ziliu's hand.
The characters that Guo Xiang changed were written in cursive script, with flying dragons and phoenixes, every detail appearing, flying dots and lines, ever-changing, just like the fine carvings of carvers, and like the patterns produced on trees. Zhu Ziliu had already taken the lead in applauding, and the big and small Wu brothers and the heroes of the Beggar Clan also applauded loudly.
Zhu Ziliu held a bald pen in his left hand, shook a folding fan in his right hand, and read aloud:
"'The frost and snow are flying, and the heroes from the north bow their heads. When the wind and clouds meet, the soldiers from the south raise their heads.' Only two words have been changed, and it is full of romance. It is tens of millions of times better than the original couplet! The cursive font is flowing, elegant and elegant. The passion of the poem, the rhythm of the five tones, the unrestrained boldness, and the strong atmosphere of the Han and Tang Dynasties. Even if Zhang Xu is resurrected or Huaisu is reborn, they will not be able to write such a difficult couplet. It seems that Miss Guo Er has been able to write such a difficult couplet in just a few days. , you can understand the three flavors of calligraphy."
Guo Xiang pursed her lips and smiled and said:
"Uncle Zhu was so complimentary that Xiang'er was too embarrassed to deserve it. Uncle Zhu once taught you to write cursive script slowly, but Xiang'er was writing in a hurry, not following the rules, and showing off in front of everyone. She is really ashamed."
The old man and the young man were on the stage as if there was no one else around. One was highly commenting on the calligraphy couplets, and the other was humbly declining. It seemed that they were not here to compete, but to recite poems and appreciate the couplets.
Zhu Ziliu said to Ban Basi:
"Wuna Lama, what do you think? If you are dissatisfied, please change it."
Ban Basi had a gloomy face and didn't say a word. In this round, it was obvious that our side had lost even before the competition. This little girl's qinggong skills are not worth mentioning, but this calligraphy is something that she will never be able to write. If she tries it rashly, she will really make a fool of herself.
Banbasi laughed a few times and said:
"I came here this time just to compete with friends, not to compete in calligraphy articles. Miss Guo Er's calligraphy skill is also considered to be excellent, but this kind of skill is just a means of acrobatics and the like, and it is not worth mentioning."
When Huang Rong heard this, her color suddenly changed and she said:
"No, no, dancing with guns and sticks is also a way of making a living. If the master comes to Xiangyang City to show off his martial arts, he is also here to perform, right? As the saying goes, 'A gentleman speaks but does not use his hands, and cattle, sheep and livestock use their hooves and feet.' Dare you I asked the master if he compares himself to animals?"
Huang Rong had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and she spoke unforgivingly. Ban Basi was immediately speechless and didn't know where to start her answer.
Jin Dao Yan Yanmei said:
"Southern barbarians are very verbal and always like to curse and say all kinds of ugly things. I don't think Gang Leader Huang is going to show off his skills like a common man?"
Huang Rong smiled and said:
"What does it mean to be a member of the market? Please listen carefully and I will tell you slowly——"
After speaking, he sang loudly:
In ancient times, our ancestors had Yan and Huang,
The beginning of civilization is the hidden sword.
Jiuli Chiyou was cruel in nature,
They slaughtered the people and went on a rampage.
Yan and Huang join hands to eliminate violence,
Zhuolu fought with swords and guns.
God will help you when you raise up a righteous teacher.
It is normal to kill Chi You.
Yao, Shun and Yu chose leaders,
Select the virtuous and cultivate the capable ones to abdicate.
Xia Jie's tyranny despised the world,
Instead, there is SenseTime,
Shang Zhou was tyrannical and disrupted the government.
He provoked the people to attack King Wu of Zhou.
…
Militancy has never lasted long.
Showing off force will lead to death.
In peaceful and prosperous times, fighting ceases,
Articles about joyful songs between the ruling and opposition parties!
Huang Rong finished singing and quietly sat down, but the lingering sound lingered for a long time. Although Huang Rong is old, her voice is clear and her words are smooth. She also sings in Wu Nong's soft language. She has a charming and charming attitude. This group of rough northern men immediately felt itchy and wanted to put down their weapons. Hold the cup of wine, shake hands and talk happily.
A tall Tibetan monk sitting next to Ban Basi was fascinated by what he heard and laughed loudly:
"Southern women are indeed worthy of their reputation. Not only are they pretty in appearance and sweet in voice, they are also quick-witted and well-spoken. A song before the competition is really wonderful. If you play another one, I will have a lot of money."
When Huang Rong heard this, her beauty turned pale and she became furious. Seeing that her mother was being humiliated for no reason, Guo Xiang couldn't help cursing:
"Wuna Lama, you are a foreigner and stubborn. I would like my mother to speak sincerely and advise you to change your ways, turn around, and surrender. From then on, the Han and Mongolian tribes have been friendly for generations. Unexpectedly, playing the harp to a cow is in vain."
This lama is Banpasi's younger brother, named Wu Lesiba. He dances with a pair of iron fists and is invincible. Banpasi also invited him out of the mountain in order to be able to win the martial arts competition in Xiangyang this time.
Uleshpa smiled and said:
"Little girl, you wrote very well just now, and you must also sing well. How about you do a part too?"
Guo Xiang said bitterly:
"Ugly lama, dead lama, I see that your face is full of bad luck, your hall is dark, and it says in the fortune book: 'The white tiger is sitting on your head, and there will be disaster if there is no disaster'. When death is imminent, why are you still talking so hard?!"
The monk was so angry after being scolded continuously by Guo Xiang that he took off his shoes and threw them away with a "whoosh" sound. The monk's shoes were like an arrow from the string, and the electricity came towards him. It was too late to hide. Guo Jing and Zhu Ziliu Even if he wants to save him, it is beyond his reach.
Unexpectedly, the monk also deliberately frightened Guo Xiang. The monk's shoes fell off when he was three feet away from Guo Xiang's face, and the two shoes fell upside down on the ground.
Seeing that the danger was gone, Guo Xiang still felt fear. But he still said with a smile:
Monk Fan’s martial arts are too ridiculous.
Go into battle to divine Jichang.
A pair is a Yin hexagram.
The hexagram wants you to meet the King of Hell.
The monk was anxious. His face turned red and he cursed:
"If you fight or don't fight, you're just talking nonsense. It's not fun to fight with these southern barbarians."
Huang Rong laughed loudly and said:
"You think it's a three-year-old child, and it's fun for everyone to play mudball together. A beast like you who only cares about fighting and is worse than a pig or a dog, don't be embarrassed here, just go where you came from! !”
The sharp words of Huang Rong and her daughter made Wu Lesiba blush and turn white. He clenched his fists and his eyes were about to burst into flames. However, the opponents were all women, and they were afraid that their iron fists would not be able to win in the first fight, and they were only angry and itching their teeth. He didn't say a word, he stood up with a "Teng" sound, and the Eight Immortals Chair fell to the ground. Seeing this, Ban Basi shouted:
"Junior brother, don't fall for other people's tricks."
Nāwulespa shouted:
"Brother, you fight first, I'll go and rest..."
Ban Basi knew his junior brother's temper and left immediately. So he hurriedly ordered:
"Stop him."
Several Mongolian soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. They saw the monk's wrists coming together and releasing a breath of evil breath into his two palms. Immediately, two soldiers flew out and their bodies were lying on the spot. When Ban Basi was stopped again, Wu Lesiba had already walked away.
It's true: wielding swords and spears is not a hero, Zhuge can hurt people with his mouth. To know the results, please see the breakdown next time.
