The King of Zhenbei took a long breath: "The Prince of Hejian values my daughter, and I am deeply grateful. The Da Cang Lin family has come all the way, and I am also grateful. Both sides are the homes of the Holy Way, and both of these heroes are
The king is really in a dilemma when it comes to choosing a good son-in-law. Ci Zong’s suggestion... what do you think, Elder Mu and Young Master Lin?"
What he said was a standard response from a master, without any bias.
But Hongye, who was hiding under the window, was shocked.
Because she sensitively captured an almost impossible turning point.
That means the father finally looks at the Lin family!
Putting the Lin family and the Hejian Palace together is a sign of admiration for the Lin family!
In the past, this would never have happened. In the past, my father hated the Lin family deeply! Lin Su had quietly changed a lot just now with his own efforts.
Moreover, Hongye suddenly felt excited. She could finally see the true literary strength of the person in front of her. In the early stage, Lin Su wrote a new poem "Tianjingsha. Autumn" and a short essay of 300 words.
, which made her have a great interest in Lin Su, and she eagerly wanted to know whether he could create a literary legend again.
Lin Su smiled and said: "In the past, students would have never dared to meet with the top elders of the Holy Family of Poetry and the seniors to make friends with poetry and discuss Taoism with literature. But as the poet said well, love affairs are good stories, and the literary world is also good news.
Since it is a good story, how can students dare to dampen your interest? Let’s discuss it with the elders and seniors through literature.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked...
Discuss the Tao with the elders and seniors?
Your "Tao discussion" targets actually include Elder Mu?
Ci Zong suggested the great Confucians and princes in the Hejian Palace, and you actually confused Elder Mu and included him. Who is Elder Mu? The top elder of the Holy Family of Poetic Saints. His attainments in poetry and Taoism are even a generation of Ci.
Even Zongnan Chu laymen may not be able to compare with him.
Elder Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Does Mr. Lin's audience include this old man?"
Lin Su stood up and bowed: "Elder Mu is willing to give you advice, so students naturally want it!"
"Presumptuous!" A voice came from the side: "Who are you? Are you worthy of discussing the truth with Elder Mu?"
This person is the Prince of Hejian. He was beaten up just now and lost all his face. He has been honest for a long time and now he can't bear it anymore.
Lin Su sighed softly: "The holy way is clear, and those who have mastered it come first. How sacred is it to discuss the way through literature? How come there are always stupid remarks about being worthy and unworthy?"
"You..." The prince was furious.
Elder Mu's face suddenly darkened: "Your Majesty, please rest a moment!"
Forcibly pressing the Holy Son down, the Crown Prince looked around with red eyes, but what he encountered were several pairs of disappointed eyes. Everyone was really beginning to be disappointed with him.
If you always show off your authority and have no rules, you can't imitate the person in front of you. This person is younger than you, has a calm demeanor, is reasonable, well-founded and restrained. This is called demeanor!
After Elder Mu controlled the situation, he slowly said: "How do you want Mr. Lin to discuss Tao?"
Lin Sudao: "How about using poetry to discuss Tao?"
Elder Mu was slightly surprised. He discussed Taoism with poetry? His strongest point is poetry. He actually chose his strongest point. Is there some conspiracy?
Elder Mu said calmly: "Of course you can, but I don't know how Mr. Lin plans to discuss poetry?"
Lin Sudao: "There is a new method that is quite popular in the Da Cang poetry circle, called "poetic solitaire." That is, someone writes a poem first, and the second person writes a continuation based on the poetic meaning of the previous person. Students and elders also play it
How about playing this poetic Solitaire?"
Poetic Solitaire, this kind of gameplay is interesting.
Compared with the conventional writing of poems in the poetry world, it is much more difficult.
The core thing of a poem is poetic meaning, and poetic meaning is often not straightforward and does not have considerable literary background. You may even not be able to read the hidden poetic meaning of the other party at all. If you can't even understand the title, you will naturally not be able to read it later.
Talked.
Of course, this method also has one of the biggest drawbacks, that is, the first person to write a poem takes too much advantage.
Elder Mu smiled faintly: "I understand what Master Lin means. You have a wonderful poem that you plan to give to me."
I will write another poem based on your poetry, and use this method to evaluate the merits of your and my poems."
"No!" Lin Sudao said, "The elder writes a poem first, and the students continue to write a poem based on the elder's poetic meaning."
What?
Everyone was shocked.
Elder Mu writes first?
Are you sure you've thought this through?
Elder Mu is a person who has written colorful poems. If he writes out the wonderful poems he has written in the past but has not yet submitted to the temple, if you write a poem on the spot, it will be better than the poem he has polished for a long time.
?
Elder Mu was also stunned. He originally thought that Lin Su would dig a hole for him, but he never expected that Lin Su would give him the opportunity to dig a hole, and he himself would become the one who "jumped into the hole."
!
He let out a long sigh: "Today I have seen the magnanimity of the great talents. Let's do this. When I write a poem, you can write another poem based on my poetic taste. As long as your poem reaches the next level of my poems,
Level, even if you win, Hejian Palace will never mention the princess’ marriage again!”
Give yourself a break!
What is giving up first gear?
In other words, if the poems he writes are colorful, Lin Su only needs five colors to beat him!
If his poems are colorful, Lin Su only needs golden poems to beat him!
Once he wins, the Hejian Palace will withdraw from the princess's marriage!
This is a great promise!
This kind of promise is not guaranteed. Elder Mu will never say it out loud, but now he says it because he is 100% sure that he can win.
He wrote the poems first, and Lin Su continued the poems. He took too much advantage. Even if he had a gamble with the Ci Master in front of him and offered the same downgrade conditions, he still had 80% chance of winning!
He did not look down upon Lin Su.
He was entrusted by the King of Hejian, and he had the aura of the top elder of the Holy Family of Poetry. Everything did not allow him to underestimate his opponent.
Lin Su: "If I lose, I will leave the Zhenbei Palace immediately. From now on, no one from the Lin family will enter Nanyang."
"It's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
The agreement is reached!
There is no need to make a literary vow, just open your mouth and you will renew your promise!
The whole place was tense.
The most nervous thing is Hongye hiding under the window.
She is a literary person, she is proficient in poetry, and she knows how much advantage Elder Mu has. Even if Elder Mu seems to be upright and upright and downgrades himself to a lower level, he still cannot bridge the gap between the "question maker" and the "problem solver"
the huge gap.
Even if his poetry skills are as good as Elder Mu's, even if he can move down a gear, he will still lose 80% of the time!
If he loses and he has to leave, what will happen to the second sister... what will happen to the second sister?
Elder Mu held up his hands, pulled out a piece of gold paper, put down his precious pen, and began to write poems...
Three rays of white light as soon as the pen is written!
Soon, the white light turns to silver!
The land is filled with golden light!
Hong Ye clutched his chest tightly and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Stop! Don't show off, don't..."
As the most loyal lover of poetry, this was the first time that she was so eager to write other people's poems.
At this moment, colorful lights filled the air, and then, the entire Jingxian Pavilion was covered with colorful lights!
The whole pavilion cheered, and the sound shook the heaven and the earth.
Outside the window, Hong Ye's body softened and she slid down against the wall. Her mind was blank, except for two big gray characters hovering: It's over!
Colorful poem!
The poems he continues must be at least five-color, and they must be written according to Elder Mu's poetic taste. A person may occasionally find a good line and have the opportunity to become a colorful poem, but if he writes poems based on other people's poetic ideas on the spot, he can become a colorful poem.
, How many people can there be in the world? Even the top master may not be able to do it.
"Miss, why did you come out..." Hongye heard Xing'er's cry: "Miss, why is your face so white? Are you sick?"
In the Jingxian Pavilion, the cheers were still there. Lin Su raised his eyes and looked at a poem freshly written by Elder Mu, Original Holy Light, the first Holy Light. Everything was in compliance with the regulations, indicating that this poem was written by him, and
And it’s the first time I’ve written it publicly—of course, whether I’ve had a belly-opening manuscript before is not included in the test.
The poem goes: "The sun sets in the old mountain village of Cangshan, the crows break the trees and the graves are on the roadside, the wind knocks on the firewood door and a suspicious visitor arrives, I like to hold a withered stick and call out my child's name."
The Nanchu layman frowned, but what he read out of a colorful poem was full of insidiousness!
What a desolate scene it is to see the setting sun in Laoshan Village on Cangshan Mountain, with the crows and broken trees and roadside graves?
The wind blew the firewood door, and the old man inside held a dry crutch, called his son's name, and ran over happily to see, what kind of loneliness and longing is depicted?
The poem is definitely a good poem, a top-notch poem.
But when used here, it is definitely full of malice.
Why? How old are you? At twenty years old, you let people write poems according to your lonely and desolate artistic conception? Poems are the voice of the heart. People of every age group have different feelings. A high-spirited young man would write it to death.
No more loneliness and desolation!
You, the top elder of the Holy Family, are you embarrassed to play this trick with a young boy?
Elder Mu raised his eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "Master Lin, can you interpret the meaning of this?"
Lin Su sighed: "It's natural!"
"Then please!"
Lin Su raised his hand and the gold paper came out...
Everyone in the place stared at the tip of his pen...
Hongye outside the window also broke away from Xing'er's arms, opened his eyes wide, and stared at the figure inside the window and the pen in his hand.
What poems can he write?
Blessed by the Saint of Poetry, he writes in five colors!
Poet sage...
She clasped her hands on her chest and prayed devoutly, apparently forgetting to ask a question: if the Poet Saint really blesses, will he bless his direct descendants, or will he bless an outsider like him?
Lin Su raised his hand, and the golden paper stood in the air. When his pen fell, five words appeared:
"Tian Jing Sha. Autumn Thoughts"......
Hongye's face outside the window suddenly turned red. Oh my god, what poem is he going to write?
This poem has been verified and it is correct!
But, that's not right...
The poetry of Tianjingsha is not consistent with desolation, loneliness, and lovesickness. Oh my God, it’s wrong! It’s wrong!
Her heart was trembling, and she wished she could rush into Jingxian Pavilion...
Just when she was in a frenzy, the first line of words appeared...
"The dead crow in the old tree with dead vines..."
Not the original one!
Hongye grabbed Xing'er's shoulders so hard that Xing'er was speechless...
"A small bridge and a flowing river..."
The face of layman Nanchu changed. At first it was a look that he couldn't bear to look at, but now his eyes are wide open...
What is this? A word? What word card?
"The old road has a west wind and a thin horse, and the sun sets..."
Elder Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a sense of fear. The depiction of this scene was simply amazing. It looked like a painting. The theme of desolation and loneliness was in line with his poetic style. There was only one thing missing at the moment, and that was
A touch of sunshine: I miss my loved ones! This touch of sunshine is called the eye of poetry!
Without an eye for poetry, there is no way to be successful...
The last sentence came out: "Heartbroken people are at the end of the world!"
Elder Mu felt a sudden chill in his heart...
The field was filled with colorful lights, and everyone was shocked. If there was any color, it meant that Lin Su won...
He actually won!
The colorful light in the field seemed to be colorful, but also seemed to be undecided. All the people in the Hejian Palace were shouting in their hearts: quickly retreat from the color, don't enter the lottery, don't enter the lottery...
The colorful light suddenly disappeared, and the green light filled the sky and the earth. Green lotuses bloomed in the wind, and a green lotus light belt stretched for hundreds of miles in the sky...
The minds of the four great scholars went blank.
There is no colored light, but there is green light. Oh my god, what a ghost, and what I saw was a big-headed ghost...
"Legendary poems handed down from generation to generation!" A layman from Nanchu rose to prominence...z.br
With a click, the wine glass in Elder Mu's hand was crushed to pieces.
Outside the window, Hongye suddenly turned around and stared at Xing'er, his mouth trembling slightly: "Legend?"
Xing'er shouted: "Miss, it's a famous poem passed down from generation to generation..."
Hug Hongye and shake him violently.
The holy voice came from the sky: "The ancient poem "The Sky is Pure and the Sand. Autumn Thoughts", withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and the thin horses on the ancient road, the setting sun, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. The author of the lyrics is Da Cang Lin.
Su!"
"Lin Su!" Elder Mu suddenly stood up: "Are you Lin Su?"
The name he called out at this moment was not only a name, but also a legend. He had written nearly ten poems and lyrics that were handed down from generation to generation, creating a great path. Moreover, he also knew that Lin Su had just concluded the Qinglian Discussion on Taoism, and Lin Su had done it alone.
, seized 1,300 green lotuses, and forcibly suppressed the six holy families, nine kingdoms, and seven states.
This man is already a legend in the world!
"Yes!" Lin Su bowed and replied, still polite.
Elder Mu's face was crossed with black lines, and the air in his heart was flowing wildly, but what could he do at this moment?
In poetic solitaire, he had the upper hand, even if Lin Su was given the first berth, he took advantage.
However, Lin Su wrote another word based on his poetic meaning, but the word was passed down from generation to generation, which in turn put him in a higher class.
The gap is so big that even a blind person can see clearly!
He lost, and there was no doubt about it!
With his defeat, the Hejian Palace lost the battle for the princess!
That's all, go and take a break...
Elder Mu let out a long sigh: "Your Majesty, farewell!"
With five words, Elder Mu waved his hand lightly, and five people in the field disappeared at the same time with him. The Crown Prince faintly called out in the air, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Outside the window, Hongye stared at Xing'er with his big eyes, motionless...
"Miss……"
"Lin Su? The Lin Su who wrote "Dream of Red Mansions"? It's actually him, it's really him..." Her voice trembled slightly, and her face was as red as clouds at this moment. Like countless women, "Dream of Red Mansions"
It is also her favorite. She can’t remember how many times she has read it, but she still feels amazed every time. She also wants to meet the author of Red Mansions countless times, but the author of Red Mansions is in another country thousands of miles away. She knows that she
Perhaps we will never meet again in our lifetime...
Now, the author of Red Mansion came to her side inadvertently, and suddenly had a close relationship with Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.
Her heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest