Chapter 373

A pair of scrolls was sent to the banquet center. After a while of discussion, the officials of the four sides suddenly quieted down!

Most of the officials can see that this is the poem "Zhi Han GUI Jun", which specifically insults Gu Hai. Now in front of everyone, do you want to give this poem to Gu Hai? Isn't that pointing to Gu Hai's face?

After the previous discussion, Gu Hai and his party immediately knew what was written in the scroll.

Li Shenji's eyes brightened and a faint smile appeared. He took a sip of his glass and looked to the direction of the ancient sea.

Long Wanyu also heard the name of Zhihan Guijun, and knew what was in the scroll. Was it scolding her brother-in-law? Longwanyu again nerve big, also understand Xikang King uneasy good intentions.

Longwanyu eyes a stare, will stand up, kick over the table.

However, Gu Hai suddenly took long Wanyu's hand and stopped her.

"Brother in law, what are you pulling me for? The old man is uneasy and kind Longwanyu immediately called.

"Oh, it's OK. Other people give gifts. We'll follow. I'll see what it's about." Guhai said with a smile.

"But..." Long Wanyu was stunned.

Gu Hai smiles and shakes his head.

"All right!" Long Wanyu nodded, but he still glared at King Xikang.

But king Xikang looked at Guhai, Ziwei and Changsheng with a smile.

"For us? Three of us, just give us a present? How to divide it? Sure enough, I'm going to die! " Changsheng said with an unhappy face.

"It's very stingy. We don't have enough to eat. I heard just now that when we invite a guest, we need the other party to make a contribution. Now, only three people can give us a gift. How stingy Ziwei also nodded.

Ziwei and Changsheng don't murmur very much, but at the moment, everyone is quiet, holding a force, waiting for Guhai to see the color change after the content. The two voices immediately spread to everyone's ears.

It also spread to the whole city.

Countless people are also embarrassed.

King Xikang's face turned black. What I give you is the poem in the scroll, not the scroll, but three copies? If it wasn't for the live broadcast, King Xikang really wanted to stop these two people and step on two feet again. What are you doing? Pick your mother!

"Don't you open it, Mr. Gu?" Xikang Wang asked with a smile.

"What are you looking at? In this scroll, we have to write two broken words or draw a broken picture. We're going to vomit when we look at it. It's really stingy. It's good to give us something to eat! " Changsheng is dissatisfied.

"Yes, it's mean!" Ziwei nodded.

Obviously, Changsheng and Ziwei still don't know the contents.

King Xikang's right hand under the table had been clenched into a fist. His fists were blue. Are these two idiots really stupid or fake stupid?

"Well, King Xikang wants to show off his gift. Let's do as the Romans do." Guhai said with a smile.

What is gift giving? Do you want to show it? Can you talk? Is that who I am? How can Guhai talk like those two goods, so annoying?

However, Guhai promised to open the scroll in public, so King Xikang could only look at Guhai with a smile. Wait for you to open it and see how this poem makes you step down.

"Come on, get the desk and let King Xikang show off his gift!" Guhai said.

King Xikang did not speak with a smile.

A group of officials and 200 million people in Dadu city saw the anger under the rigid smile of King Xikang, which was also a burst of heartache. Is this the face of Gu Hai or the face of yourself. Why does it look wrong?

The desk is in front. The scroll is on it.

"I'll open it. What's in it that I want to show off?" Ziwei stepped forward.

Changsheng grabs one end of the scroll and Ziwei slowly sticks it to the desk to show it.

The scroll opens gently and a white light rushes up into the sky.

"Hum!"

Like a white meteor, straight above the clouds in the sky.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, with the pillar of white meteor as the center, a gust of wind suddenly rolled up around, like a tornado, around the pillar of white meteor.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Above the sky, suddenly gathered rolling clouds, around the top of the light column, slowly rotating. There was thunder. All of a sudden, a lot of rain fell from the rotating giant clouds.

The rain fell and was swept around by the strong wind.

White light, magnificent momentum.

"Haoran Zhengqi? Is this the first volume? "The first stroke of calligraphy?" Changsheng was slightly stunned.

"The wind and rain are startled by the falling of the pen? How can you be righteous Ziwei was also slightly stunned.

The smell of storm and rain burst everywhere. Although a group of monks sat on the square, the wind and rain couldn't fall down, but the panic was filled with longing for the officials. In most cities, 200 million people are even more excited.

"This is the first stroke of calligraphy, and the first breath of calligraphy sealed up by King Xikang?"

"Is that the white meteor Haoran Zhengqi? I've seen the teaching of Wuyue academy before, and they can also write the noble and upright spirit, but it's only a few, but it's a meteor in the sky. It's boundless! "

"What a Book way!"

"What is it?"

"Ah《 To Han Guijun

"How can a gentleman get rid of villains? Villains are like grass!

But if you want to encourage your heart to be naturalized, you don't have to work hard! "

"Don't you scold Gu Hai? Is Guhai a villain? It turns out that King Xikang gave this scroll. Ha ha ha

"The pen falls to startle the wind and rain, the noble and upright spirit comes out!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"King Xikang wrote well, these three villains, just don't give them face!"

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Countless people in the city applauded.

In the restaurant.

Wan'er fairy's face sank, showing a trace of anxiety.

The other yard is in the middle.

Sima Changkong and Shenwu Wang look up to open the sky and see the huge sky in the picture. Their brows are slightly wrinkled.

"The spirit of calligraphy? If King Xikang didn't specialize in politics, he would be a rare talent in calligraphy The king frowned.

"This poem opens in this place, Guhai, they really attract the attention of the whole city for us!" Sima said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Sima, don't you think this poem is good?" King Shenwu looked at Sima Changkong.

"Not bad!" Sima Changkong did not comment much.

"The name of the ancient sea, from today on, will be crushed by this poem!" It's a pity that King Shenwu hissed for a long time.

Sima Changkong did not speak, but looked at the picture in the sky.

Most of the people in the city cried out. Some officials of Wuyue academy also drank.

"Good poem! This poem is hard to find in the world

"The first scroll of calligraphy is all treasures in the world. It's a pity to give such a big gift. Ha ha ha!"

"What a shameless villain

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Some of the officials were drinking and laughing. However, the supporters led by Mo Yike, Qin Zibai and Chang Sheng did not say a word.

But king Xikang touched his beard, showing a proud look, but his eyes were sharp at the three people.

Ziwei and Changsheng are both sky class pens. They still have the ability to appreciate them, and their faces Suddenly sink.

"I don't know. Are you satisfied with this poem?" King Xikang said with a smile.

How can Ziwei and Changsheng praise this poem that obviously scolds themselves? The cries of all the people around also showed a mockery of the three.

Long Wanyu is about to blow up her hair.

But Gu Hai said with a smile: "it's just smooth, but it's not so good!"

"Eh?" All around, the laughter of the officials stopped abruptly.

"Not bad, not bad!" Ziwei, Changsheng immediately cried.

"Wow

At the moment, the people in the city are in an uproar.

The pen falls to startle the wind and rain, and the noble and upright spirit appears. Isn't it better? Is this ancient sea intentional? That's right. How can a shameless villain understand the essence of the calligraphy of King Xikang and the righteousness of the calligraphy?

In the banquet, on the square, the officials were about to scold, but king Xikang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ha ha ha, Mr. Gu can't say better. So, Mr. Gu can certainly write better than that? When the two countries meet today, would Mr. Gu also write a poem? Let's also see how much literary talent Mr. Gu's delegation represents King Xikang burst out laughing.

Let Gu Hai write poems on behalf of Da Qian mission?

A group of officials immediately looked at King Xikang, who was really far sighted. Let Guhai write, Guhai certainly can't write. It's not only an insult to the three villains, but also a great pressure on the arrogance?

All the officials were silent, staring at the ancient sea together.

You said it yourself, but you wrote it?

Li Shenji sat on one side, not cutting in, as if waiting for Gu hai to make a fool of himself.

"Mr. Gu, what's the matter? Dare not write? Do you make a song that's not "no better" to open our eyes King Xikang said with a smile.

At the moment, most of the city.

Wan'er fairy was worried, and the sound of criticizing Gu Hai was everywhere.

In the picture, Gu Hai takes a glass of wine, drinks it, and says with a smile: "I'm in the next book, and it's also plain!"

"Mr. Gu dare not write?" King Xikang was aggressive.

"Oh, but isn't it hard to surpass this poem?" Guhai laughs.

"Oh?" King Xikang raised his eyebrows, showing a trace of disbelief.

"Ziwei, Changsheng. This time, you are wronged. This time, I'd like to send you a song "Xiake Xing" to rectify your name Guhai opens his mouth.

"Xiake line?" There was a trace of doubt around the officials.

"Xiake? Just these two villains who stab people in the back? Ha ha ha ha...! " King Xikang said with disdain.

"For me, it's troublesome to grind forever and write Ziwei!" The ancient sea sank.

"Good!" Two people immediately answer a voice way.

Suddenly, Bingji orders to set up a desk again. Ziwei grows up and begins to grind, waiting for Guhai to dictate.

All the people look at the ancient sea and write poems? You must die! Just you? How about chivalrous? Are these two villains still swordsmen?

No matter how much people despise, Gu Hai's dictation has already begun.

"Han Ke man, Hu Ying, dry hook, frost and snow!

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which is as sharp as a meteor!

Ten steps to kill one person, ten thousand miles without leaving the line!

When it's done, brush your clothes and hide your merits and fame!

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With Guhai's dictation, Ziwei wrote it one by one.

Ziwei is a heavenly brush, and its writing power is even more amazing. Moreover, the artistic conception of calligraphy has reached the acme. When one stroke is written down, the white light reaches the sky. Zhao Ke man, Hu Ying, Wu Gou, Shuang Xue Ming! The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which is as sharp as a meteor!

Two five character poem, almost everyone's disdain smile suddenly a convergence.

"What a neat and free poem! It's as if there's an indescribable spirit in it! " Sima Changkong in the metropolis was surprised.

"Boom!"

With two sentences, a healthy spirit stronger than Zhi Han GUI Jun soars to the sky, just like a bigger meteor, soaring into the sky and illuminating the surrounding world.

King Xikang's face also changed. Can Guhai write poems? How is that possible?

How can it be that Gu Hai wrote five character poems, and the description of the artistic conception must be worse than that of seven character poems. Why did he take off the paper and come out with a righteous spirit of surpassing Zhihan and returning to the army? That feeling, there is a kind of people look up to the feeling? Most importantly, it seems to be the beginning of a poem?

Long poems are more difficult than short ones. Zhihan Guijun is just a short poem with two sentences. Can Guhai write more? It's not going to collapse, is it?

Ten steps to kill one person, ten thousand miles without leaving the line!

When this sentence appeared, the officials on the scene suddenly felt their hair standing up, and in an instant, countless goose bumps appeared all over their bodies.

In a flash, everyone seemed to see the empty shadow of a swordsman, charging everywhere with his sword and killing everyone.

The swordsman came to his face, pointed directly at the heart of the people, killed one person in ten steps, and did not leave a line for thousands of miles. He immediately described the image of the swordsman in the first two sentences incisively and vividly.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Suddenly, from the Xuan paper in Ziwei's pen, there are more magnificent healthy qi than before, and ten meteor like healthy qi, straight into the sky.

The storm swept the sky and the sky was bright. For a moment, the noble righteousness formed by Zhihan Guijun was dim.

When it's done, brush your clothes and hide your merits and fame!

"Boom!"

Another 20 meteor like pillars of righteousness soared up into the sky.

A breath of dust came to my face.

Most of them are in the city.

"Hoo

Sima Changkong stood up abruptly.

"If you kill one person in ten steps, you can't stay for ten thousand miles! When things are done, brush your clothes and hide your merits and fame? Good poetry, good poetry. Ha ha ha ha, Mr. Gu's calligraphy is so powerful. It's a kind of worldly spirit, swordsman? What a knight Sima Changkong said excitedly.

The people in the city are stunned at the moment.

"How can it be? The awe inspiring righteousness is more than that of King Xikang? How could it be? "

"If you kill one person in ten steps, you can't stay for ten thousand miles! When it's done, brush your clothes and hide your merits and fame! Why did I get goose bumps all over my body? What a thrill, what an atmosphere

"Looking back at Zhihan's return to the army, how can I feel that I can't go on seeing him?"

"Xiake? You mean those two little people? Are those two villains swordsmen

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In the city, the number of people who don't know the way of calligraphy has been separated from that of the noble and upright spirit. However, the people who know the way of calligraphy have a shivering feeling of being drenched in ice water in summer, and all the goose bumps come out. This is a kind of enjoyment of dust.

This is Li Bai's Xiake Xing, a poem immortal on the earth when Gu Hai was young. The location has been changed a little, but the spirit of poetry immortal naturally comes out of the paper.

As soon as the four sentences came out, they completely suppressed the atmosphere of returning to the army. The Supreme Court made a judgment.

Who is competing with Li Bai when his poems come out?

"Still writing, not finished? What else The faces of the people in the city changed.

But see the picture, Guhai continue to dictate, Ziwei continue to write. It's not just four sentences. There's something behind it.