v4 Chapter 390： This word kills...

"Brother Liu, don't be rude!" When Shi Lezhi heard that Chen Luo was going to fight three questions in a row, he immediately said, "Entering the city is a solemn matter, no joke!"

To be honest, if Chen Luo came alone, it would be his own business to be embarrassed. If it was too much, he would be kicked away by the presiding officer above the city gate.

But now it represents his Shi Lezhi's face, not to mention it seems that this kid should be the heir apparent at home. If he loses his face, wouldn't that make the girl Liu in the carriage anger him?

Absolutely impossible!

Thinking like this, Shi Lezhi hurriedly shouted to Chen Luo: "Brother Liu, you don't have enough poetry, it's rare to come across a good opportunity like entering the city, and focus on learning."

"It's just for the sake of my brother that I tried my best to complete a problem of entering the city. You can't talk nonsense!"

This could have been said by voice transmission, but for the sake of his face and the seriousness of telling Miss Liu, Shi Lezhi almost shouted, and everyone heard Shi Lezhi's voice for a while.

"Ah, it turns out to be a big talk! When I heard that just now, I thought it was Marquis Wu."

"Wuhou is now thousands of miles away in Dongcang City, how could he come to join in the fun?"

"Hey, today's young people, half a bucket of water is swaying blindly..."

Immediately, the surrounding discussions rang out.

Above the city gate, the three Confucian scholars who judged this time also frowned slightly. They never liked those who were splendid in their tongues and had a straw in their chests, but the official in charge touched the cold sweat on their foreheads.

"My lord, what are you trying to do?"

"Fried fish pond?"

"That surnamed Shi, do you know who you are talking to again? Poetry is not enough? Didn't you point to Li Qinglian for being illiterate?"

The official's mind was racing; "Just now he called Wuhou Liu Gongzi? It seems Wuhou did not explain his identity!"

"This wave...is it the 'playing as a pig and eating a tiger' in Wuhou's novels?"

"I have to cooperate!"

Thinking of this, the Wenchang Pavilion official coughed, looked at Chen Luo, and shouted sharply, "Arrogant! Did you know that these three poems were carefully selected by Cui Cui in the city?"

"It's a bit too loud to threaten to break the three questions before the first one is passed!"

"No one is allowed to block it, this officer has to listen, how do you solve the three questions!"

When everyone listened to the words of the Wenchang Pavilion officials, they always felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't say it. On the contrary, the three great Confucian scholars were mature and sophisticated, and they heard three points of joy, three points of reverence, three points of anticipation, and that point of sternness in the stern shouts of Wenchang Pavilion officials!

The presiding officer said so, naturally Shi Lezhi didn't want to say more, he just sighed deeply, and in front of everyone's eyes, he glanced at Chen Luo with incompetent eyes, then retreated to the side of the carriage, and said in a low voice: "Miss Liu, I'll turn around for Brother Liu later."

"Thanks a lot, no need!" Yun Siyao said lightly, "It's better to let him lose face, teach him a lesson!"

Shi Lezhi echoed: "Yes, young people, the more frustrated they are, the more courageous they are. When I was young, I was ridiculed by others. Later, I worked hard and made a little achievement today."

It's just that these words didn't attract any feedback from the carriage, and Shi Lezhi just thought it was Miss Liu who was nervous about her younger brother, so he stopped talking.

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"Hi--" Just when Chen Luo was thinking about which poem to choose, Daru Ge, who was standing in the middle, took a deep breath, and Daru Li and Daru Lu beside him looked at Ge Daru suspiciously, and said with a voice transmission. : "Brother Ge, what's wrong?"

Ge Daru said in a soft voice, "You two, look at that kid's carriage and the groom with the whip!"

Blue light flashed in the eyes of the two of them, and when they looked at Mastiff Lingling, their pupils suddenly enlarged: "Demon... Yaozu?"

"More than that! The old man can't see through his cultivation! His cultivation is definitely not weaker than mine!"

"Brother Li, look carefully, the men and women in the car!"

"Although I can't see the breath, why do I have a feeling of trembling!"

The three looked at each other.

"Not ordinary people!"

"Master Wang knows their identities!" The three quickly looked at the officials of Wenchang Pavilion, who felt the gazes of the three great scholars, smiled bitterly, and said through voice transmission: "I can't tell you. After reading the poems, the three will be able to Guess it!"

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and immediately wanted to understand the reason: Rarely confused!

No matter who he is, don't be too vicious when commenting on poetry, that's fine!

Thinking of this, the three of them took out their judgement status again and chatted on the tower.

"Brother Li, this question of the years, I remember that the Cui family also dealt with it." Lu Daru said.

Li Daru nodded: "Exactly. In response to this question, Cui Hu, the unicorn son of the Cui family, wrote a good sentence 'I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still laugh in the spring breeze', which summoned the spring breeze all over the city and urged them to open up. Baili Peach Blossom!"

"It's also interesting to say." Ge Daru said, "Actually, this poem was originally a poem of artistic conception of another poem."

"What I'm dealing with is the two sentences in "Spring River Flower Moon Night" by Zhang Ruoxu, a great scholar in Chunjiang: Who is on the riverside to see the moon for the first time, and when is the beginning of the year for Jiangyue to look at people!"

"If you say that, Li Qinglian's song 'I can't see the ancient moon today, this month once looked at the ancients' is also similar in purpose!"

"There are also 'people in the past have gone on a yellow crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here', and Li Qinglian's artistic conception poem 'Phoenix on the Phoenix Stage, the phoenix goes to the Taikong River Artesian' are such artistic conceptions!"

"However, there is nothing new in writing such poems. It turns to lament the vicissitudes of the world with the eternality of one thing. The first one is amazing, but the later ones can only be brilliant if they work **** the words and phrases."

The conversations between the great Confucians did not shy away, and the Confucian scholars present were all ears and eyes, and all the contents of these conversations were included in their ears, and they were shocked.

Where are these three great Confucians chatting, they are clearly thinking through the question!

Didn't you hear it? As long as you find an eternal thing, lament the vicissitudes of the world, and use some thought in words, this question will be solved!

For a time, everyone's mind was wandering.

There are tricks to writing poetry. For example, the eternal things, the sun, moon, stars, rivers, lakes, and seas can all be included in poetry.

Write about parents, write about love, write about friends, and sigh about right and wrong, wouldn't it be a problem?

In an instant, many students had the idea of ​​poetry in their minds. At this time, they looked at Chen Luo one by one, and they felt that this person was so dawdling. He quickly finished writing it down, and let them go up and show his demeanor!

...

Chen Luo frowned slightly at this time: This mood does not have to be exactly the same, just hold the word time.

If it is said that time changes, the world is vicissitudes, the open-minded person sighs, the sentimental person is sentimental, in the end, it all turns into regret.

"If I have one more ticket, will you come with me!"

The cruelest thing about time in life is not to let life have an end, but to let life have regrets, looking back on the past, helpless, powerless.

If only I had been braver...

If only I could say...

If I opened my arms at that time...

If you hadn't turned around and left...

Because if there is, it will be a pity.

Chen Luo finally picked up the pen and wrote the first breaking word on the city wall——

After reading the end of the world, the bitterness of parting, and the return of no way, such as scattered flowers.

The bottom of the flower is speechless, and the green window is twilight in the spring and the sky.

Waiting for the Acacia lamp to be appealed, there will be a ray of new love and a thousand threads of old hatred.

The most important thing is that the world can't keep it, Zhu Yan recites the mirror and the flower recites the tree!

In an instant, Ruoyouruowu's sadness spread out from the poems, and in an instant, it filled the nearby hundred miles. Everyone inexplicably felt a wave of sadness in their hearts, but this sadness had nowhere to go.

"Baili Shiqing!" Some students responded, "It's Baili Shiqing!"

"It is a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation!"

"Who is he? This son... No, who is this gentleman!"

All the Confucian scholars were excited for a while, they had just witnessed the birth of a masterpiece.

Shi Lezhi opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

He is obviously a playboy, how can he have such a poetic heart?

However, "Baili Poetry" can only be triggered by the first work, so it cannot be prepared in advance.

"Wonderful Hand Odds! Odds!" Shi Lezhi kept comforting himself in his heart, a stiff smile appeared on his face.

"Three great Confucians, how about this poem?" Someone raised his head and shouted, and everyone looked at the three great Confucians.

This shout finally called out the three great Confucians from the immersion of the masterpiece.

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"Hey..." Li Daru spoke first, first with a long sigh, "Life is already hard, why do you want me to see such words?"

"I thought that after parting, my heart was like stone. But when I returned to my hometown, the old people had withered like flowers. When we parted, we whispered in front of the flowers. Now only the green windows and blue sky are the same as before, but it is no longer the scenery we saw together at that time. Only the first half of the que , it is enough to connect the mood.”

"Let's look at the second half... ah..." Speaking of this, Li Daru sighed again, but he couldn't continue.

"The second half of the queer, murderous intentions!" Lu Daru said, "When the Acacia lamp is filed, I thought it was already a good time, and it was considered a reunion after a long absence, and we could talk to each other, but a few words came. The new love has brought back thousands of threads of old hatred."

"If it was... if I came back... the good times have passed, how can this little new love make up for the thousands of old hatreds that separated the time!"

"But it's not as painful as the last sentence!"

Ge Daru nodded: "The most important thing is that you can't keep it in the world, Zhu Yan Cijingjinghua Cishu! This old man loves and hates this word very much!"

"Why do you say goodbye? I once drank wine with you, lived and died with you, walked with you for a period of time, and spent a period of time with you!"

"Then leave and never come back."

"If you can't keep a word, you won't come again!"

"Flowers have a re-opening day, and people are no longer young!"

"There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches!"

"This little gentleman, when you say this, let me wait for these aged people How to face it again!"

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Hearing the comments of the three great Confucians, Chen Luo bowed and bowed: "It's a shame!"

Then, he looked at Shi Lezhi with a stiff smile: "Brother Shi, I succeeded!"

Shi Lezhi nodded awkwardly: "Liu... Brother Liu is amazing!"

At this time, the Wenchang Pavilion official who seemed to have seen through everything finally said: "Three great Confucians, can this word be considered a breakthrough?"

"Breaking the question? What are you kidding? It's okay to break the city!"

"I've been through, this little...you said that I want to break three questions, hurry up and start the next one!"

"Exactly, just announce it!"

The official of Wenchang Pavilion looked at Chen Luo: "Do you want to continue to solve the second question?"

Chen Luo nodded, the official patted the city wall, and the second line of the poem immediately emerged——

"Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic, it is sadness. Don't be the general feeling in your heart."