To be honest, he really couldn't understand what was written on it.
But, we can't just call someone a mother-in-law.
So Lu Xu reluctantly agreed to the cursive writing thing.
But if he wanted to appreciate poetry, he really had a hard time.
After all, how can you appreciate this poem if you can't even read the words?
But Laojianghu is indeed an old Jianghu, and those extra roads are not in vain. The extra salt is not for nothing.
He rolled his eyes and said, "You can't tell anything about your poetry just by looking at it."
"After all, throughout our history, those great poets with great reputations always had to recite their poems."
"After all, the rhythm, rhyme, and artistic conception of this poem are all known only to you, the poet."
"If you don't recite it and ask me to wait and just look at it, I probably won't be able to tell anything about it."
"So, how about you recite it too?"
Snapped!
Pei Burang slapped Lu Xu on the shoulder, making him grit his teeth.
Although it was true that he was in the Gang Qi realm, this slap was slapped by someone who seemed to be a celestial being.
In addition, as we age, our energy and blood decline, and our martial arts skills decline instead of rising, so this slap really hurts!
But the physical pain was nothing. What really made Lu Xu's heart skip a beat was Pei Burang's unsmiling attitude.
If you take this slap, you will find that I am telling you nonsense, right?
But soon, he realized that he was overthinking it.
Bang bang, Pei Burang slapped Lu Xu three times in a row on the shoulder.
That unsmiling face suddenly widened, revealing a bright smile.
"Unexpectedly, you are also someone who understands poetry!"
"Don't judge people by their appearance! The ancient saints are sincere and I won't deceive them!"
"Ahem, that's natural." Lu Xu stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, hoping to use this action to resolve the unnaturalness on his face.
Even with his thick skin, he felt a bit ashamed for the first time.
At that time, I immediately recited the Lu Family Education Heart Sutra silently in my heart. Within a moment, it was back to the original state.
Such a confident look makes ordinary people think that he is really a poet.
"In that case, I will recite it for you to listen to." Pei Burang's face was filled with a look of eagerness to try.
"Pay attention to your emotions! Real poets recite poems with rich emotions!" Lu Xu gave a timely reminder.
Pei refused to hear the words and nodded solemnly, then stood on tiptoes, held his head high, and looked like he was preparing to recite a poem.
His expression was even more solemn, like a pilgrim.
Then, a majestic voice full of emotion sounded!
"Yongxue~"
"One piece ~ two pieces ~ three or four pieces ~"
"Five, six, seventy-eight~ninety pieces~"
"Thousands of pieces! Ten thousand pieces! Countless pieces!"
"The plum blossoms are gone when they fly in!!!"
At the last word he saw, Pei Burang even merged with the Gang Qi, so that the sound waves burst into waves, and the sound was like the roar of thunder.
Lu Xu looked at this scene and was stunned on the spot.
This... looking at such power, he could guess that Pei Burang must have added Gang Qi into it.
If he wanted to, he could do it.
But the power of the two is not the same.
Is this really what the Gangqi realm can achieve? Could it be that he is really a heavenly being?
Lu Xu's throat twitched and he swallowed.
But then, he frowned.
Not because of anything else, but because of this poem!
Although Pei Burang's martial arts cultivation has already reached the mysterious level, he may even have truly reached the legendary realm of heaven and man.
However, deeply influenced by the Heart Sutra of Lu family education, he chose to speak his mind directly without fear of power.
"Is this the poem you wrote?"
"I want meter but not rhyme, I want rhyme but not rhyme, and there is artistic conception. There is a bullshit artistic conception. I really don't know anything about it!"
Lu Xu stiffened his neck and looked sideways at Pei Burang, expressing his rebellious spirit of not fearing power.
If Pei Burang had been rebuked like this just now, he would definitely be angry.
At the worst, you have to walk away.
But now..., his eyes rolled around, as if he had grasped Lu Xu's lifeline.
He was not angry, but said lightly: "Have you ever heard of Huainan poet Gu Beichuan?"
"Huainan Poet Gu Beichuan? Who is that?" Lu Xu frowned, as if racking his brains to search for such an unknown person, and finally determined that there was no such unknown person in his mind.
"Huh?" After hearing this, Pei Burang suddenly became interested: "You don't even know about the famous Huainan poet Gu Beichuan?"
"Have you heard of "Zhen Yumen"? Have you heard of "Joining the Army"? These are all his masterpieces!"
"He is in the south, and he is even more famous as a literary star in the sky descending to earth!"
"To put it bluntly, in such a prosperous literary world right now, there are quite a few people who are better than him in terms of qualifications."
"But in terms of fame and works, he is probably unique!"
"This is a figure who has re-established the pattern of Daqian's literary world in the past year!"
"You really haven't heard of it?"
Bang bang bang!
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Before Pei Burang finished speaking, he heard Lu Xuyi applauding seriously and saying three good words in a row!
Every one of them is so heartfelt and so affectionate.
"This Gu Shijun's reputation is really astonishing!"
"To be honest, I really like his works."
"Before going to bed every day, you should read it for at least an hour."
"If you don't believe it, you can go to Zhengyang Hou Mansion another day. My bed is filled with his collection of poems!"
Pei Burang was stunned again. Somehow, he always felt that the scene in front of him was quite familiar.
After thinking clearly about the cause and effect, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, consciously grasping the lifeblood of the Zhengyang Marquis.
This person is a man who cares about face. You can never say that he doesn't understand. Even if you don't understand, you have to pretend to understand.
"Speaking of which, my ancestors were also originally from Huainan, and they moved to Qiandu by chance."
"Maybe, this Gu Shijun and I have some unknown connections!"
"After all, our ancestors are all cultural people!"
"Okay! I didn't expect that Brother Lu would be such a person who cares about Beichuan's poetry collection. It's really late for you and me to meet each other!"
"Do you still think I know nothing about poetry?"
Zhang Xu frowned when he heard this, not knowing why.
No matter how powerful Gu Shijun is, he is just another person, what does it have to do with you?
You are so close to me, do you want me to say something against my will? How to praise his ignorant poetry?
snort!
Excuse me!
You've seen the wrong person!
I, Lu Xu, am familiar with the Lu Family Education Heart Sutra, how can I be this kind of person!
Lu Xu snorted coldly and was about to refute it immediately.
However, before he could say anything, he heard Pei Burang saying lightly: "Even Gu Shijun praised my poems and essays when they saw them, saying that they were very well written."
"Brother Lu, as a senior reader of Gu Shijun, your opinions must be very pertinent."
"It's not like those palace eunuchs who have no eyesight and can't spot rare items."
For a moment, Lu Xu opened his mouth, then froze on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.
