Lu Tongpan smiled and stepped forward in the eyes of everyone. With one hand, he pulled up the black cloth covering the cultural treasure.
"Ouch!" A three-foot-long saber-toothed tiger phantom appeared in front of everyone.
It ran wildly out of the crowd and came to the outside of Longting Tower, roaring to the sky.
Wang An was stunned and the roast chicken in his hand fell to the ground: "My mother! What is this!"
Some Confucian scholars who had just entered the country couldn't help but tremble when they saw the shadow of the saber-tooth tiger king, and their hearts were almost broken with fear.
In the moonlight, the shadow of the Saber-Tooth Tiger King stared at the moon, slowly disappearing, turning into sparkling stars.
Zhou Dagu woke up from the coercion of the Tiger King and turned around to look behind Lu Tongpuan. Behind him was a writing brush about seven inches long.
The whole body of the pen is white jade, with a hint of imperceptible red inside. The tip of the pen is white, pure white.
Dong Daru stood up and looked at the brush, and was a little surprised: "How dare your Qingxue Mansion be willing to take out such a thing?"
Guo Fujun felt a little hurt, and he didn't want to take it. He could use other things as prizes. How could he attract everyone's attention, and how could he allow the eradication of the Lotus Cultists to be carried out unknowingly.
Eradicating the Lotus Cult and reporting it to the court was a credit, but being discovered by outsiders that there were Lotus Cult activities in Qingxue Mansion was a serious crime!
He pretended to be generous, raised his head and laughed: "Our Qingxue Mansion is the capital of Xiangzhou, with a vast land and abundant resources!"
"It's just a scholar's treasure, why would you want to part with it!"
Off the field.
Niu Ruxian looked confused, and Zhu Jinwen explained on the side: "Confucianism has a separate name for the third grade and one realm, which is the realm of a great scholar. Confucian cultural treasures are also divided into four grades and three realms. This treasure is what belongs to the great scholar realm!"
Lu Tongpan pointed at Wenbao and explained: "Everyone should have seen just now that Wenbao was showing off his power!"
"All the raw materials for this pen come from the corpse of a king-grade saber-toothed tiger demon!"
"The body of the pen is made of the left tooth of a saber-toothed tiger, and the tip is the tail hair of a saber-toothed tiger."
Lu Tongpian stretched out his right hand, a halo of talent fell on the white brush, and suddenly a tiger's roar came from the brush.
Zhou Dagu even saw a saber-toothed tiger king raising its head in the pen holder, as if looking at his territory.
"Everyone read that right, there is a saber-toothed tiger demon king sealed in it." Lu Tongpan introduced: "Ten years ago, my Qingxue Mansion border army killed a saber-toothed tiger demon king that mistakenly entered the Two Realms Mountains. , the master of Yangshan Temple was entrusted by the Lord to refine this barbarian-killing pen!"
"The saber-toothed tiger monster feeds on the barbarians. If you write a war poem with this pen, you can have five more layers of suppression on the barbarians. If you write an original war poem, you may be able to summon the spirit of the saber-toothed tiger king and induce the tiger's roar!"
Zhu Jinwen looked at the pen with longing in his eyes: "This thing is worth my money. A great scholar once offered ten thousand taels of gold in exchange for it, but Mr. Guo Fu didn't even agree."
Niu Ruxian also showed his desire for the first time: "Only a second-grade demon barbarian dares to claim the king. The teeth of a second-grade demon king can kill people by inserting them. It would be great if this thing could be used as a hidden weapon!"
"I have decided, this time at the Dragon Boat Festival, I will not show mercy, I want this thing!"
The second-level monster and barbarian is a king, but this saber-toothed tiger king is actually only a third-level and first-level cultivation.
However, it can also be called a saber-toothed tiger demon king.
Zhu Jinwen rolled his eyes at him: "You have a bit of a misunderstanding about your own strength!"
"Hmph!" Niu Ruxian looked at the person with his nostrils: "Zhou Mingzhou doesn't write poetry, so who else can be my opponent in this literary meeting?"
"Sir, let's start the literary competition quickly! My inspiration for poetry is about to explode! I really can't contain it!"
Many people present knew the name of Niu Ruxian's poem, so everyone just found it funny.
Lu Tongpan handed over to Dong Daru: "You are a guest from afar, so it is up to you to decide the topic of this literary meeting!"
"You are so reassured, old man, that you are not afraid that I will explain the questions to us Yanbei Confucian students in advance?"
Guo Fujun shook his head: "These three words Dong Da Ru deserve this trust!"
Dong Daru smiled and nodded: "In that case, I will decide the topic this time!"
"I see that everyone is coming on a dragon boat, so the topic this time is the boat! Everyone can start!"
Lu Tongpan waved his hand and saw a boy holding a large incense stick one foot long.
"This incense can burn for an hour, so let's limit it to the incense. If the incense lags behind, no matter what fancy poems we write, it won't count!"
Mr. Guo Fu waved his hand and looked around at the students: "Play music! Have fun for all of you!"
A musician came down from the second floor.
The woman was sitting in front of the piano, nodding to everyone, playing the piano with her delicate hands, and the sound of the piano touched people's hearts.
Zhu Jinwen looked at the woman and was even more surprised: "This... is actually the Liu family!"
Niu Ruxian was confused: "Who? Do you know him?"
"Master Liu, a pure herdsman in Kyoto, who entered Confucianism and Taoism through fun, once had a semi-sage saying that if Master Liu were a man, he would at least be able to touch the door to the second-level realm now!"
"She is about the same age as you and me! How can she be so powerful?" Zhou Dagu was confused.
"A gentleman is good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting. There may be very few people who enter Taoism through playing chess, calligraphy and painting. Like Dong Daru, there are only two people in the whole Dasheng, and the other one is from the royal family! If you enter it with music, you will get it if you don't. , after entering the Tao, one step will lead to a thousand miles!”
Zhou Dagu understood that music is indeed a strange thing. Poetry and music are indistinguishable. Many ancient poems in the past life are actually ancient lyrics. If there is music, you can still sing it!
Zhou Dagu suddenly felt calm when he heard the music.
Wang An had a crazy smile on his face: "Brother Gu, it sounds pretty good. It's not the same thing as Sister Ran, but it's not as good as the music you play!"
Zhu Jinwen looked at Zhou Dagu strangely: "Brother Dagu, are you also proficient in music?"
Zhou Dagu raised his hands and said, "I understand a little, I understand a little!"
"Brother Zhu, Dong Daru has already come up with the title. Why don't you use the music of the Liu family to compose the poem?"
Zhu Jinwen shook his head: "We have already thought about what poems we can write for the Dragon Boat Festival, and they are nothing more than chanting ancient times and writing about boats!"
"You said, by coincidence, my brother happens to have a Dafu poem in his heart, which is written about boats. I have been thinking about it for a long time, and it seems that I will write it today under the guidance of Dong Daru!"
Zhou Dagu was surprised: "Is this really what Brother Zhu wants?"
Zhu Jinwen sold the lawsuit: "Just think!"
Zhou Dagu knew in his heart that he would buy it.
There are not many people buying poems, but they do happen. Some people write down the first few lines and leave only the last line of poetry, either by dictation or in code. As long as they can hide the rules of heaven and earth, they can sell the poems in their hearts to others. others.
"Bang!" Fireworks exploded in the sky in the distance.
Zhou Dagu stared at Guo Fujun's face and saw the corners of his eyes twitching.
Mr. Guo Fu raised his glass and toasted Dong Daru: "This is the fireworks show of our Qingxue Mansion. I will use fireworks to entertain you all!"
Wang An was confused: "Why are fireworks the same as sword lights?"
Zhou Dagu shook his head and looked towards the sky in the distance, where a sword light appeared.
He understood that at the beginning of the Dragon Boat Festival, the strangulation of the Lotus Sect also began secretly.
However, it is unclear who will survive and who will die in this peaceful night.
They are all unknown!
Zhou Dagu picked up the dessert and put it in his mouth. He didn't care about others, he only cared about the girl.
Is she still safe?
"Yes! I have a poem!" A student from Yanbei Prefecture shouted. It doesn't matter how talented the person is as the first person to write a poem. As long as he can write poems and can go out of the county, he will be remembered.
Some students will compete for the first place in order to leave a name in front of the great scholar.
However, it is not an easy task to write county poems in a short time.
Lu Tongpan pointed at the boy and waved: "Come forward, get your pen and ink ready!"
"Bang!" Another firework exploded in the sky in the distance!
Wang An was confused: "This time the fireworks look like a fist and a lotus!"
Zhou Dagu stared at the fireworks, feeling nervous.
Longting Tower is full of laughter, and students are full of energy when they pick up their pens.
