Among the four gentlemen, there is Chen Qiao, a master of arithmetic.
He is a master of magic, and he studies strange and obscene skills. He is also a heretic and has considerable experience in psychological research.
He stared at Yan Qi for a long time, with a playful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
The Guoping man touched Chen Qiao lightly: "Old Master Chen, why are you smiling? I haven't seen you smile for several months, but I didn't expect you to smile now."
Chen Qiao blinked: "You don't understand, you don't understand..."
Guoping Ren said: "Do you understand again?"
Chen Qiao held his head high: "Of course I understand."
The Guoping man asked back: "Now that you understand, then go and deal with this strange boy."
"That's not easy."
Chen Qiao walked up to Yan Qi without any politeness and said, "Young master, please come."
Yan Qi glanced at Chen Qiao and said based on his feelings: "Hello, Mr. Chen Qiao."
After that, I went to study the beautiful pictures of West Lake.
Chen Qiao chuckled: "Sir, since you like this painting, I might as well give it to you."
"Hey...how can you be so embarrassed?"
Yan Qi said he was sorry, but he was very quick, like a monkey grabbing a piece of fruit, and he grabbed the beautiful picture of the West Lake in his hand.
Everyone screamed in shock.
This technique was so fast, and in the blink of an eye, the painting was in this guy's hands.
So lucky.
Wang Heng said with envy, "How much is it worth for Guoping and Tang Bufan to join forces to paint? Hundreds of thousands taels is not too much."
Li Shu was so greedy that he only asked: "Why is this guy so lucky? Why can't he give it to me? I don't accept it."
Wang Heng was still angry: "Shameless. He said he was sorry, but he was so quick to act. He said one thing and did another. He really lost the face of a scholar.
Yan Qi retorted: "I am not a scholar."
"You..." Wang Heng was speechless.
The people from Guoping were also stunned: "This..."
Chen Qiao signaled him not to say anything.
Yan Qi gave the painting to Qiuxiang: "Don't you like it? Take it."
Qiuxiang beamed.
Although she liked the painting, she was too embarrassed to ask for it.
Because the identities of Guoping Ren and Tang Bufan were so extraordinary.
The two men joined forces to paint, and the painting became priceless.
If you ask shamelessly, people may not give it to you.
Even if he paid for it, he wouldn't sell it because of his noble temperament.
If Yan Qi takes action and feels troublesome, Brother Qi is already so
There are so many things going on, and I feel very melancholy. It’s better not to cause trouble to Brother Qi.
But unexpectedly, Yan Qi took the painting back as soon as he took action.
so happy.
Qiuxiang did not forget to bow to the four old gentlemen: "Thank you Mr. Guo, thank you Mr. Tang, thank you Mr. Chen Qiao, and thank you Mr. Zhao Hong."
Chen Qiao smiled heartily: "Girl, you don't have to be polite, you sharpened this ink, and this painting should be regarded as your reward for sharpening the ink."
Everyone let out a long sigh.
Isn’t this reward too precious?
If I had known better, I would have sharpened ink. I could grind it all day and all night.
The people of Guoping are still covered.
It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with the painting, but he didn't know what Chen Qiao meant.
Is this painting given to Yan Qi related to his poetry?
The Guoping people were still hesitating. Unexpectedly, Yan Qi bowed deeply to Chen Qiao first, and then said to the Guoping people and Tang Bufan: "I have been thinking about it for a long time and have no ideas, but standing next to the four gentlemen, I can feel the four gentlemen's feelings." Aura, suddenly inspired, I reluctantly composed a poem."
The people of Guoping understood now.
Depend on!
This guy actually wanted this painting.
I really didn't see it.
If you want it, just say it, won't it be over if I give it to you?
If Chen Qiao hadn't seen through the mystery, he would have been kept in the dark.
Chen Qiao smiled proudly at the Guoping people.
That means: This painting is not given away for free, right?
The people from Guoping waved to Yan Qi expectantly: "Come here."
Wang Heng on the other side curled his lips: "How dare an ordinary man do anything he wants to do?"
Li Shu snorted: "A lowly person dares to break into a house?"
Yan Qi ignored their nonsense and said to Qiuxiang: "Grind ink and copy books for me."
Qiuxiang took out the rice paper, polished the ink, and holding the brush in her hand, she looked at Yan Qi with a flash of beautiful eyes, admiration and admiration in her eyes.
The four gentlemen looked at Yan Qi with great anticipation.
Everyone also focused on Yan Qi.
Wang Heng said strange words: "You are full of straw bag, but you still have to learn to walk in Handan. What good poems can you write? You are empty..."
Yan Qiyin said: "
It's better when the water is shining and clear,
The color of the mountain is also strange when it is empty and covered with rain;
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West,
Light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable. "
As soon as the seven-character rhymed poem came out, the originally noisy scene fell silent.
Only the wind blows, the birds fly, and the lake sways.
Wang Heng was still angry and saying strange things just now.
However, after listening to this poem, I immediately closed my mouth,
Dare not say another word.
Li Shu also shrank his head and hid behind Wang Heng, muttering softly: "Brother Wang, this... you are belittling..."
"piss off."
Wang Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Please give me a thumbs up. This poem is so amazing that we little people can't criticize it."
Li Shu's mouth twisted and his eyes squinted: "You're numb, you're going to be squeezed to death today. Who is this guy? A pervert, really a pervert."
The talented people and beauties had been brewing for a long time before bursts of applause broke out.
The talented people looked at Yan Qi with envy and hatred.
The beauties locked their eyes on Yan Qi, wishing they could pounce on him and pledge themselves to him.
"This young master is so powerful. He has created a masterpiece of poetry."
"This poem will surely be passed down through the ages."
"With such great talent, can you share it with me?"
…
The people from Guoping were stunned and stunned for a long time. Then they took a deep breath and clapped their hands fiercely: "What a poem, what a poem."
Some talented people shouted: "What's so good about it? Mr. Guo, please give me some advice."
Guoping Ren said: "Shangque describes the water and mountains of the West Lake, as well as the sunny and rainy state of the West Lake. Under the rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are confused and confused, and it is very strange."
"Xia Que, with a sudden change of pen, he uses his spirit-drawing style to describe the sunshine and rain of the lakes and mountains. Instead, he uses appearance to judge the spirit. He uses only a metaphor that is both ethereal and appropriate to convey the charm of the lakes and mountains. , it’s both freehand and realistic, it’s amazing, it’s really amazing.”
The Guoping man paused and said loudly: "To sum up, the artistic conception of this poem is much higher than the humble work I just became interested in. This young master is really powerful."
Everyone exclaimed.
No one expected that Guoping people would put this poem above their own works.
As a master of one side, a bachelor of the Royal Academy, and the master of the crown prince, it is really amazing that he can say such humble words.
At the same time, it also shows that this poem is indeed amazing.
Tang Bufan said to the Guoping people on the side: "Such a genius, Mr. Guoping, why don't you take him into your sect and give him some training?"
"snort!"
The man from Guoping glanced at Tang Bufan, his face turned red, he felt a little regretful and even a little embarrassed: "This boy's cultivation level is not inferior to mine. If I take people in, how can I teach them? Don't you feel embarrassed?"
"Ha ha!"
Tang Bufan laughed heartily and patted the Guoping man on the shoulder: "In this life, he is the only one who can make the old man so helpless."
The Guoping man shook his head, feeling both helpless and amused.
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