Remember in one second, wonderful at any time.
Although this triptych is no more cunning and weird than Xu Yi's, it is definitely not something that can be faced in an instant.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yi picked up the wolf hair and brushed off a couplet under a couplet.
Ye Piaoling hurriedly looked around, only to feel the darkness in front of her eyes, but she saw that the couplet read: Yansuo Pond Willow.
And his first couplet is astonishingly: Peach Burning Jinjiang Embankment.
With a bang, the whole place was shaken.
"Absolutely, truly absolute, fire, metal, water, earth and wood, wood, fire, metal, water and earth, the five elements versus the five elements, it's really wonderful."
"Not only that, the artistic conception is also very consistent. Scenery against sceneries, movement and stillness are in harmony. It is truly a wonderful feeling. It is a genius."
"Mr. Xu is a great talent and deserves to be called the Immortal of Poetry!"
"I have heard of this couplet a long time ago. It is said to be an absolute in Jiangbei. It has not been cracked by anyone for fifty years. I am lucky enough to see this absolute high-level breakthrough today. I am really lucky in my lifetime."
"…………"
The onlookers were extremely excited, and the eyes of the noble ladies looking at Xu Yi were so intense that they almost set the entire hall on fire.
Xu Yi was at ease, and even had a strange feeling. How could the absoluteness of his previous life appear here? After thinking about it, he came back to it.
Time and space have changed, but there are too many similarities between this world and the ancient world.
Although they are two time and space, with extremely close cultural backgrounds, it is not surprising that the written fruits of Yinjie are close.
Looking carefully at the other two couplets, Xu Yi recalled them a little and found that they looked familiar, but there were some differences in some words and the time and space.
To understand it from another perspective, in that time and space, one plus one is two, and this world still does not have one plus one being three.
There is no essential difference between the absolute composition of the same words and the superposition of numbers.
After thinking about this, Xu Yi felt relieved.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
The Marquis of Anqing clapped his hands enthusiastically, "If you can hear this battle in this life, you will have no regrets even if you die. Mr. Xu's talent is truly astonishing. He is so absolute that he can defeat it with just one hand. Why don't you put the remaining five couplets together and use them all?" Complete them all so that we can open our eyes again."
As soon as Anqing Hou said these words, the whole audience responded with a roar.
Xu Yi waved his hands and said, "So absolute. It took a lot of effort to fight against the last one. Xu has no good match for the other five pairs for the time being. Why not leave other outstanding people to fight against him? Now, it is the year of the competition. Scholars from all over the world have gathered in the divine capital. Talented people are like crucian carp crossing the river. I believe that these five absolutes will be broken in a few days. Please just wait for a few days."
Xu Yi wasn't lying, he was really wrong.
He is curious but does not seek a clear explanation. Even if the falling leaves were not the peaches burning on the Jinjiang River embankment, but the willows locked in the pond, Xu Yi would not be able to come up with the second line for a while.
But everyone in the audience didn't see it that way. They all thought that Mr. Xu was deliberately wrong and wanted to release these five couplets to make the world famous.
"Mr. Xu's magical skills, Ye Mou is willing to be defeated. Take your leave!"
say. Ye Piaoling strode towards the door without even looking at King Pu'anyi, who was about to turn into an ice sculpture, and was far away in an instant.
King Pu'anyi focused on Ye Piaoling from the corner of his eye, with murderous intent in his heart.
Leaves drift away. All eyes focused on Gu Yunzhen.
Gu Yunzhen clapped his hands gently and said with a smile, "Although Mr. Xu is a latecomer, his talent is astonishing. After this battle, Mr. Xu has become a poet and a saint.
Surely no one would doubt him anymore, and Gu Mouyuan should be willing to accept the defeat. However, since he was entrusted by others and was loyal to others, this battle was unavoidable. "
Xu Yi said, "How do you want to compete, Mr. Gu?"
"Let's compare poems. Although I have a reputation for not being poetic, I also pride myself on having some experience in poetry."
Gu Yunzhen was also helpless. Ye Piaoling took advantage of the opportunity and died a heroic death. Facts have proved that this road is impassable, so the only way to fight is with a dignified formation.
"How to decide the outcome? Mr. Gu will not forget the opinions of thousands of people," Xu Yi said with a smile.
"Gu's character is more than that."
"How to compare, divide rhymes and limit rhymes, or refer to objects?"
Gu Yunzhen pointed at Yan Zi and said, "These are too simple. Let's do this. This girl will paint a painting on the spot, and you and I will write poems for the painting."
The heart of poetry is actually the heart of painting, which refers to Gu Yunzhen's ability to combine the three flavors in his paintings and refine them into poetry.
"Xiao Yan is mine, Mr. Gu must think carefully." Xu Yi didn't want to take advantage of this.
But she never thought about the special feeling contained in "Xiao Yan is mine". When Yan Zi heard it, it was like a clear spring pouring into her heart, which made her feel so comfortable that she almost cried.
"It doesn't matter!"
Gu Yunzhen gently twisted three strands of long beard, which were very broad.
Xu Yi nodded and smiled at Yan Zi, "Xiao Yan, come here!"
"Son, yes, but I don't know how to paint."
Yan Zi waved her hands repeatedly, and she was afraid that she might accidentally cause trouble for her young master.
"There is no need for fine brushwork, just draw whatever you want. The girl has a beautiful heart, so whatever she draws should be spiritual.
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Gu Yunzhen chose Yan Zi not out of hot-headedness, but after careful consideration.
As the saying goes, appearance comes from the heart. Yan Zi has a pure appearance, so he must be a pure and kind person. The painting of this generation shows the spiritual heart the most.
It was just convenient for him to practice painting in order to find the true meaning.
Before Yan Zi could refuse, she saw the young master smiling at her, his eyes full of encouragement.
Yan Zi's heart was filled with heat, and she was no longer afraid. She picked up the wolf hair, stood in front of the table, concentrated her mind, closed her eyes slightly, and after half a stick of incense, she opened her beautiful eyes and started writing leisurely.
But I saw streams, distant mountains, boats, wild trails, birds, ancient temples, mountains and forests...
Various objects appear one by one, but it is a picture of a fishing boat returning late.
The writing is immature, but the objects are clear and full of charm.
As Yan Zi finished writing, Gu Yunzhen stepped around the table and began to observe the pattern from all angles. He suddenly stopped his feet and sat cross-legged on the ground. His lips moved slightly, as if he was in meditation.
Xu Yi remained motionless, staring at the pictures, his mind racing. Poems came one after another, but he threw them away one by one. Finally, a poem flew into his chest, and Xu Yi moved.
The wolf hair dipped in thick ink kissed the snow-white paper, and lines of beautiful thin gold bodies jumped out again.
Everyone's eyes followed the movement of the wolf hair, and unconsciously, the surrounding circle shrank a lot.
One row, two rows...
Xu Yi painted eight rows in a row. Each row had seven characters, which were all poems.
Xu Yifang stopped writing, and Gu Yunzhen stood up suddenly, grabbed the wolf hair, and walked to the case. Just as he was about to write, his peripheral vision caught Xu Yi's words and he couldn't move them away anymore.
After watching it for a long time, the wolf hair fell down with a snap, and blossoms of dark plum blossoms bloomed on the paper.
Suddenly, Gu Yunzhen raised his head and sighed, "He is a genius, he is truly a genius. With you, I, Gu Yunzhen, can't claim to have a poetic heart. I'll give it up!"
With crazy shouts, Gu Yunzhen rushed out of the door like crazy.
King Pu'anyi was going crazy. He even suspected that Gu Yunzhen and Ye Piaoling were sent by God to trick him. They were both bastards!
To be continued.
Remember in one second, wonderful at any time. The higher self comes from the mortal world,,//, qq group
