Chapter 573 Poems can be written by the censor? [Happy birthday to Xinghai]
"Xuanling, are you doing your old habit again? If you want to be awarded a medal, just award it. What kind of poem should you write?" Li Ke said without hesitation.
"Hey, what do you know? Paintings can communicate with the gods, and words can reveal meanings. How can you survive in Zhongzhou in just a few seconds? Those sect brats from Yangzhou and Qizhou must not laugh at him to death? I mean this well.
, do you understand?" Chen Xuanling chuckled.
"Okay, do whatever you want, maybe these two guys are better than you." Li Ke shrugged.
"Come here, prepare pen and ink!"
After Chen Xuanling gave an order, Marquis Yun clapped his hands, and a waiter brought the desk and pen and ink.
The case is made of pure gold. In addition to the pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed on it, there are also dense formations underneath.
Marquis Yun waved his hand and placed a light curtain directly above the platform, magnifying everything on the table so that everyone in the square could see it.
Obviously, Marquis Yun is still extremely confident in Yun Yang.
"Then...Yun Yang will show his shame."
After the arrangement was completed, Yun Yang picked up his armor and stood in front of the case, holding the pen hanging on his wrist, and began to formulate ideas.
Chen Xuanling stood aside with her hands behind her hands, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, waiting for Yun Yang to finish writing.
Under the stage, all the warriors in the square were talking about it.
We have watched martial arts competitions for a long time. Now, are these two unparalleled top geniuses in Yunzhou going to have another civil fight?
"Oh, why does Chen Xuanling still like this? Will brother Ling Tian lose?"
Ye Baoer criticized Qin Shaoyang.
"Losing? How is it possible!" Qin Shaoyang curled his lips, "Have you forgotten that when Brother Tian first arrived in Yunzhou, he participated in the moon-appreciation party of Jade Xuanji, and then he chanted under the moon, causing the inborn strangeness to come to him without knowing it?
How many streets are there in this Yunyang! When comparing poems, Brother Tian also completely beat him!"
When Qin Shaoyang's voice fell, everyone nodded, thoughtfully, and then all looked at Bian Yujing in unison.
Because, in that moon viewing party, Bian Yujing was the protagonist.
"I...of course Ling Tian will win. His talent will not disappoint everyone. We...just wait and see."
Bian Yujing pursed her lips and smiled, showing off her charm.
She immediately looked at the crowd. In the far distance, there were disciples of Lingyin Pavilion standing there, and among them was Yu Xuanji.
At this time, Yu Xuanji seemed to feel Bian Yujing's gaze and looked back.
Unlike Bian Yujing's confidence, she had a tight face.
It has been a few months since she was suppressed by Bian Yujing at the old lady's birthday party. Yun Yang has been suppressed by Ling Tian in every aspect. This not only makes her unable to hold her head high in music, but also loses her face when it comes to men.
Already.
She couldn't accept it at all. She was so close to Yun Yang, but she was still a head shorter than Bian Yujing.
Why should her life be better than mine?
However, just as Yu Xuanji glared fiercely, she saw Bian Yujing, who was smiling provocatively, actually took out a pair of wine-red sunglasses and put them on!
Not even giving Yu Xuanji a chance to look at each other!
And it just so happens that it’s those sunglasses that have become so popular in Yunzhou City recently!
These sunglasses have now convinced all the women in Yunzhou. For this thing, people go to Shenbing Mansion and major stores every day to see if they are available for sale. But later they found out that this thing was made by Ling Tian, and it was all made by Ling Tian.
There are only about twenty pairs in Yunzhou now, and they are extremely rare. There is not even one in the entire Yunhou Mansion!
After Yu Xuanji saw the photo beads brought by others, she was also fascinated by the unique beauty of the sunglasses, but she knew that with her relationship and status with Yun Yang, it was impossible to obtain sunglasses.
But now, the bitter rival Bian Yujing is so naked and provocative wearing sunglasses.
It made her extremely jealous and furious.
Under the sunglasses, Bian Yujing's jade-like face was almost covered, making her already extremely charming and slightly raised red lips even more charming and extremely beautiful.
When Ye Baoer and others saw this, their eyes lit up, and they happily took out their sunglasses and put them on.
"That's right, Yun Yang is writing a poem, but don't hurt our eyes, put on your sunglasses quickly! Strike a pose!"
Qin Shaoyang also became playful. He put on his sunglasses, crossed his arms across his chest, raised his chin slightly, and curved his mouth, looking arrogant and unruly.
This is the correct way to wear sunglasses. Now everyone has learned this posture.
As a result, it almost caused a riot.
If it weren't for the pressure of Marquis Yun and Chen Xuanling, Qin Shaoyang and others would have been crushed by the women of Yunzhou.
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On the platform, facing Chen Xuanling, Yun Yang and Ling Tian were all very focused.
Finally, after thinking for a moment, Yun Yang raised his eyebrows, dipped his pen in the ink, and the pen flew like a dragon and a snake, and flying words appeared on the paper one by one.
Chen Xuanling watched with interest and then read out loud.
The fog disappears and flying clouds emerge,
The barbarians were slaughtered.
Climb high and raise the golden order,
Thousands of camps call together.
The four-sentence five-character poem is very concise. In Yun Yang's writing, it is done in one stroke without any sloppiness.
After Chen Xuanling finished reading, he couldn't help but nod his head.
At this time, Yun Yang also felt pride rising in his chest. He put down his pen and raised his hand, looked at the audience and shouted, "Climb high and raise the golden order, thousands of camps will shout together!"
His voice was full of luck and domineering.
The officers and soldiers of the Yunwei Army also started shouting and shouting. In an instant, their fighting spirit was concentrated, and the sky became violent.
Lines of red clouds spread across the square. Although they were very faint and far less grand than those on the battlefield, they still made people look at them.
"Good, good poem! You are really good. The wording of this poem is not bad, but it is very heroic. As a marching poem, it is already a masterpiece." Chen Xuanling said two good words.
In the audience, the expressions of Qin Shaoyang and others also changed slightly.
In any case, Yun Yang's poem seems to be what it is.
However, Qin Mingyue and Bian Yujing shook their heads together.
This kind of poetry is far behind Ling Tian's.
"Thank you Uncle Chen for the compliment. Yun Yang just did it casually." Yun Yang stepped aside.
"Don't be modest. Your word is also strong and powerful, like a sword. That's right. You led the troops to annihilate more than a million barbarians and fought dozens of barbarian generals, including three barbarian generals. Such achievements are enough to be awarded the title of Zhuang.
General Wu."
Chen Xuanling put away the sign on the case and said, "When I return to Zhongzhou, I will ask your Majesty to take credit for you. Just wait for the general's seal!"
"Well, thank you so much, Uncle Chen!" Yun Yang said with joy on his face.
"Um..."
Chen Xuanling looked at Ling Tian again, "It's your turn. To be fair, you can come too. I think both Princess Taiping and Prince Yin are interested in each other, so there should be no difference, right?"
"Haha, Xuanling, you don't know something. Ling Tian has been writing poetry for a while. Didn't his chant under the moon spread to Zhongzhou?" At this time, Li Ke said with a smile.
"Singing under the moon? Which moon is singing?" Chen Xuanling's eyes turned, suddenly lit up, and suddenly said: "Could it be that game, I hope we can live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart?"
"uh-huh?"
"Ling Tian... Oops, I remembered, so it was really you who did it!?" Chen Xuanling slapped his forehead, "You kid can, I don't know, sing under the moon, but it became popular in Zhongzhou and fascinated me.
There are quite a few aristocratic ladies! However, they didn’t care who wrote this poem, so I forgot about it..."
"It's just a small work, not worth mentioning..."
Ling Tian laughed sarcastically, he didn't expect that Yuexiayin could reach Zhongzhou this month, but at that time, he was just a worthless junior, and of course no one would remember him.
"No, no, no, that is not a small work. If Yue Xia Yin is a small work, there will be no big work in the entire Zhongzhou. Come on, Ling Tian, you can do it again now, I will watch..."
Chen Xuanling made way for Ling Tian.
Unexpectedly, Ling Tian also thought for a while and did not move. Instead, he looked at his right arm and said, "Master Chen, I'm really sorry. This junior's right arm has not recovered yet and I can't write at all..."
"Uh, blame me, I didn't pay attention..." Chen Xuanling said oh.
'Humph, it's just an excuse. Without the right hand, is there no left hand? If it doesn't work, doesn't there still be a mouth? Why can't I compose a poem? I don't think I can do it? That chanting under the moon is just a poem, who knows?
Do you know if someone else made it and you used it?"
At this time, Yue Qiong, the leader of the Qingtian Sect, suddenly sneered.
"Yue Qiong, what do you mean by this? Ling Tian is obviously injured, so what if he doesn't write poetry?" Mo Xiaoqi said displeased.
"No, no, no, it's not that juniors can't do it."
Seeing that the two Dharma Masters were about to fight again, Ling Tian spoke quickly, and then looked at Chen Xuanling, "But, we may have to trouble Mr. Chen..."
"You can tell me anything, as long as you can compose poetry." Chen Xuanling agreed wholeheartedly.
"How about asking Mr. Chen to write and copy, and I'll compose the poem?"