As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar. Before, only a few people thought he was arrogant, but after hearing this statement, everyone thought he was crazy.
Of all the talents in the world, you alone account for 80%? Others throughout the ages have shared the remaining 20%?
Who the hell are you? Even the emperor wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, right?
Even Gao Ying and Pei You looked sideways. This guy really deserves a beating, which made us want to beat him.
Bi Ziang, who was on the second floor, narrowed his eyes. He had been pretending to be cool for so many years and it was worse than him this time. When did the capital allow such awesome people to exist?
I have to say that this sentence is quite touching. If it were me speaking, I guarantee the effect would be even better.
Humph, find a time to get him over from my sister, and just be responsible for writing pretentious lines for me every day.
The Qin brothers looked at each other in confusion. After a while, Qin Guangyuan exhaled and said, "Chu Yan is obviously quite smart, why did he fall in love with such a thing?"
Qin Yongde chuckled and said: "Chu Yan should really come here to see the virtues of the man he has chosen. I'm afraid he will be so embarrassed that he finds a crack in the ground to sneak in."
On the other side, Yu Nan was not surprised but happy, knowing that the series of operations just now made him lose face, but actually made Zu An's reputation better.
As a result, this guy was so stubborn that he said such arrogant words and immediately lost his popularity. As expected, the poor suddenly became rich and the villain became rampant when he got his way.
However, this gave him room to save face.
"What a loud tone!" Yu Nan snorted coldly, "I want to see what kind of shocking poem you can make..."
He was about to say the topic, but was interrupted by Zu An: "Since today is Miss Nanxun's banquet, let's let Miss Nanxun come up with the topic."
"Ah, am I coming?" Nan Xun was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that he would give such a task to himself.
No matter how it ends, if this incident spreads, it will make her famous.
Zu An smiled and looked around the audience: "Do you have any objections?"
"Of course I have no objection."
"Miss Nanxun is both talented and beautiful, so she can definitely think of a good topic."
"It's perfect for Miss Nanxun to come up with the question."
The others tried their best to apologize. They were here today just for Miss Nanxun, so how could they not give her face at this time?
At the same time, he secretly scolded Zu An for being too unpredictable in his methods to please women.
Zu An looked at Yu Nan specifically: "Why, Mr. Yu didn't say anything. Could it be that he was worried that Miss Nan Xun would help me cheat?"
Yunan's face jumped, and this rogue didn't forget to give me eye drops at this time: "I'm kidding, Miss Nanxun is so beautiful, how can I help you with fraud, so let's ask Miss Nanxun to give me the questions."
He had investigated before and found out that this oiran only became famous when Zu An entered the secret realm. It is unlikely that he has any contact with him, so he naturally does not worry about collusion between the two parties.
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Nan Xun bowed, with a thoughtful expression on his face. He was obviously thinking about this situation and what kind of topic he could come up with that would not embarrass Zu An without leaving her behind.
The character of a talented woman.
This was the slight movement of the lips of the mysterious woman in the room above. Nan Xun knew it in his heart, so he said: "Recently, Duke Cheng led an army to attack the northern monster tribe. Let's use this expedition as the theme."
Qin Guangyuan looked surprised, nodded secretly and said: "That's right, I didn't expect a brothel girl to be patriotic."
Others applauded one after another, thinking that the topic she came up with was so good, it was just right for the occasion, and it would be a good story if it spread.
Yu Nan also nodded secretly. This question is not too difficult, but it is extremely difficult to do it well.
There were similar poems in the past dynasties, but unfortunately there were no works handed down from generation to generation. He didn't believe that Zu An could be more powerful than those literary giants of the previous dynasties. Anyway, no matter what poems they made later, he would just belittle them.
"This kind of subject matter..." Zu An fell into deep thought.
"Are you a little embarrassed?" Seeing his expression, Nan Xun asked worriedly.
"How can it be so difficult? It's too easy." Zu An smiled. In fact, he was just thinking about which song to choose.
Originally, after so many years, he might not remember many poems from his previous life, but after practicing to the peak of the ninth level, although he has not yet gathered his soul, his spirit is much stronger than in his previous life, and he can clearly remember many things that were almost forgotten.
"What a shame!" Yu Nan sneered and said nothing more, just waiting to see how he would make a fool of himself if he couldn't write.
Zu An looked at Gao Ying and Pei You: "Which of you writes better?"
Of course, it would be best if he could write eloquently with his pen, but he is still very good at his own handwriting.
The two looked at each other, and Gao Ying said, "I'll do it."
Obviously, he had guessed what Zu An was thinking. Although he felt that there was a possibility of accompanying him to death if he came out at this time, it was nothing compared to the grace of saving his life.
Nan Xun winked, and the maid had already brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
At this moment, the whole audience became quiet, and they all looked at Zu An, some looking forward to it, and some waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
"Let's write the title first," Zu An pondered for a moment, "it's called "Broken Array: A Poem for Duke Cheng Guo to Send"."
The Qin brothers upstairs were startled and stood up subconsciously. It turned out to be a gift for grandpa (grandpa).
Originally, the two of them planned to watch a joke, but after learning about this topic, their mood suddenly changed, their faces were solemn and solemn, and they actually expected the other party to write a shocking poem.
Gao Ying was originally prepared to die in society, but when he heard this title, he was shocked. The title was extraordinary when he heard it, and he thought that the work would not be any worse.
The same thought also echoed in the minds of other people in the room. Bi Ziang, who was originally leaning leisurely in his chair, subconsciously sat up straight and even leaned forward slightly, wanting to hear the other person's next work first.
Yu Nan also swallowed hard, because he suddenly realized that he might capsize in the gutter again.
At this time, Zu An’s ups and downs voice also resounded throughout the audience:
"When I was drunk, I read the sword with the light on, and I dreamed about the trumpet blowing company camp.
Eight hundred miles away, the fire under his command is burning, and the sound of fifty strings is heard outside the Great Wall.
Autumn troops on the battlefield!
The horse moves so fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt.
Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win fame during and after life.
Misfortune happens in vain.”
At first, there were private chats and exchanges in the venue, but soon everything fell silent, and everyone turned their heads to look at the person in the venue.
Unconsciously, there was an air of chilling in the air. Everyone opened their mouths, as if they had thousands of words to say, but it seemed as if a big hand was strangling their throats, and nothing could be said for a while.
Practitioners feel their vitality roaring all over their bodies, and those who have not practiced it also feel their blood boiling. They all think to themselves, no one can stop me, I will go into battle to kill the enemy!
Zu An was not surprised by their reaction. Xin Qiji is one of the greatest poets in Chinese history. This poem "Po Zhenzi" is called the most murderous poem in history.
The reputation of the Southern Song Dynasty.
In today's world, martial arts are prosperous, but culture and education are hard to describe. It is not an exaggeration to call it a cultural desert. Xin Qiji's article is a complete dimensionality reduction attack.
"Azu, have you ever been on the battlefield?" Qin Guangyuan asked excitedly, holding on to the railing tightly. After listening to this poem, even the title became friendly.
Zu An shook his head: "No."
"No?" Qin Guangyuan looked excited, "Then how can the general's career be described so vividly? It seems to take me back to the days when I followed my grandfather and father on the battlefield!"
Zu Anxin thought that the original author Xin Qiji had actually been on the battlefield. Unfortunately, this experience could not be faked. Others could easily check his resume.
Qin Yongde said in shock: "That's self-taught without a teacher. Azu, you are a genius!"
It was no wonder that the two of them were so excited. When they heard this poem, the sound of a horn seemed to ring in their ears, and they remembered the scene when they drew their swords and went out to kill the enemy; they also seemed to be on the school grounds, accompanying their grandfather and father to review the mighty and majestic poems.
The magnificent scene of the army; it was like returning to a fierce and tense battlefield, and the sound of bows and arrows being fired and the fierce sound of swords piercing flesh could be heard all over my ears.
It is the dream of every soldier to "solve the affairs of the king and the world, and win fame both before and after his death". It is a pity that there are only a few people who have been able to achieve this step in the past and present.
What moved them even more was the last sentence "poor things happened in vain". They thought of their grandfather (great grandfather), who was a famous general in the world, but because of the dispute over the prince, he was feared by the emperor and had to be hidden in the capital for so many years.
You must know that grandpa's dream has always been to fight on the battlefield. Unfortunately, he spent most of his life in the capital. Recently, he can finally go to war, but his hair has already turned white.
There was also an inexplicable meaning in Miss Nan Xun's cold eyes. She looked at Zu An blankly, her chest rising and falling, causing waves of tremors.
Yu Nan opened his mouth. He had originally made up his mind to criticize the other person's works at will. Literary works don't have standard answers like other works. As long as he makes sense, he can completely trample a good work to nothing.
not worth.
But this does not include that kind of amazing masterpiece!
As long as you are not illiterate, you will know the value of this poem that Zu An just mentioned. Not to mention the contemporary literati, even all the famous literati in history, none of them can beat it.
At this time, if he forced himself to jump out and find fault, he would be treated as a fool by everyone. He is too arrogant to do such a thing.
Bi Ziang's face on the other side was as dark as water. Hearing the courage shown in this piece of work, he was by no means a person willing to be subordinated to others. He might not be able to subdue this fierce tiger.
I have to remind my sister not to raise tigers to cause trouble.
At this time, Gao Ying was even more excited and trembling all over. He had originally planned to die in society, but he never expected to personally participate in such a masterpiece that would be passed down from generation to generation.
Thousands of years later, as long as this poem is circulated, he will be mentioned...
Wait, maybe you will mention that there is a ghostwriter, but you may not know his name.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly lowered his head and started writing quickly.
Pei You on the side was also confused by Yourong. When he saw everyone's gaze, he straightened his chest subconsciously and wanted to say: "Zu An is my eldest brother!"
But he could never find any suitable opportunity. When he was anxious, he suddenly noticed Gao Ying's movements and wondered in his heart, he had finished reading the poem just now, why did he start writing again?
I quietly went over to check and saw that he had written on it a certain day of a certain year and a certain month in Hongxiuzhao, handwritten by his friend Gao Ying on behalf of Zu An.
"Fuck!" Pei You's mentality exploded on the spot. How the hell can he get involved in this?
He almost regretted it. If he had known this, he should have volunteered to write it when Zu An asked him. Although the handwriting is not very good, but for the sake of leaving a name in history, it doesn't matter.
I didn’t expect that Gao Ying, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes who usually looks downright honest, could be so cunning!
In the mysterious room upstairs, the maid was still a little unconvinced and muttered: "Miss, although this poem sounds pretty good, it's not as exaggerated as they make it out to be."
The mysterious woman shook her head: "You don't understand, the meaning of this poem is not just that... Hey, the human race is full of talents, when will the renaissance of our race begin."
The maid wanted to ask again, but someone soon answered her doubts. Qin Guangyuan glanced at the audience: "Although I, Mr. Qin, don't understand poetry, I know a lot about military life. Azu told me in just a few words
There is an immersive and passionate feeling. Just for this reason, this is also a masterpiece. Anyone who has any objections can feel free to raise it."
Seeing that he had said this, there was no one else in the audience who did not open their eyes to refute the Qin family's reputation and complimented the poem in various ways, almost to the point of blowing Zu An into the reincarnation of Wenquxing.
Zu An glanced at Qin Guangyuan in surprise. This uncle's attitude toward me has changed a bit, and I'm not used to it.
At this time, Qin Guangyuan said again: "Not only that, this impassioned poem can be adapted into a war song by military professionals, which can maximize the combat effectiveness of our soldiers. In the early years when we fought against the demon clan, the biggest headache was
It is the war song of their orcs, which can make the warriors of the demon tribe fall into a state of madness, greatly improve the recovery of their cultivation and combat power, and cause us a lot of damage."
"Later, the imperial court has been studying the principles of war songs. Although the National Academy has roughly understood it, due to the lack of suitable poetry content, the effectiveness of the war songs produced is far inferior to that of the demon clan. But now with Azu
This song, the war song of our soldiers will be comparable to or even surpass the war song of the demon clan, and how many fewer of our soldiers will have to sacrifice by then!"
He had tears in his eyes when he talked about it later. He was born in a military family, so he has a natural sense of empathy for these things.
Only then did other people in the field realize that Zu An originally wrote a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation. However, in this world, literature is not booming and the mainstream is still spiritual practice, so even if he is famous, it is just a false name. But his words can be turned into war songs.
, that would be very different. His importance in the court would skyrocket, and in the end he would even be defined as a strategic talent and protected.
The maid upstairs cried out in a low voice: "Oh, it turns out this guy is so hateful. How about we find an opportunity to kill him, otherwise the clan will be in trouble when a war breaks out."
"His poem has already come out. Unless you kill everyone present, it is a foregone conclusion that it will be turned into a war song. Let's see the situation first." The eyes of the mysterious woman flashed. To be honest, she was also a little moved.
After all, who knows if this guy will keep producing war songs of this level.
Zu An was also a little surprised. Although he had heard of war songs and the like in the army before, which could play a similar role to the magic circle, he didn't know how it was implemented. He didn't expect it to be so simple?
There are 300 Tang poems and so many Song lyrics. Do I really want to be a man who brings his own BGM when he appears in the future?
"This poem was originally given to Duke Cheng. It would be even better if I could do my part for the soldiers of the imperial court." Zu An said taking advantage of the situation. This kind of advantage will not be taken for nothing.
The importance is getting higher and higher, and when the time comes, whether the emperor or the king of Qi wants to touch him, he will have to hesitate.
Qin Guangyuan laughed: "Then I would like to thank you on behalf of my grandfather and the vast number of soldiers."
Upon seeing this, Gao Ying sent him the written lyrics.
Zu An noticed that Nan Xun looked a little unnatural and couldn't help but asked: "Miss Nan Xun, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's nothing, maybe the poem "Young Master" is too murderous, and our daughter's family is not used to it." Miss Nan Xun forced a smile.
At this moment, a harsh voice came: "I just said that I was a poet, but how come I am now a lyricist?"
Everyone looked up and saw that the person who spoke was Yi Zhibing.
Everyone subconsciously looked at Yunan, assuming it was his instruction.
Yunan's face was ashen and he didn't speak. Although this guy was a bit stupid, he seemed to have provided a good idea this time.
Qin Guangyuan was furious: "Yi, who gave you the courage to bully our Qin family?"
A group of people in the field secretly complained, this guy is really shameless. He looked like he disliked Zu An before, but now he gave you a good poem and you became a member of the Qin family?
Seeing Qin Guangyuan's appearance of choosing people to devour, Yi Zhibing glanced at Yunan with some guilt.
Yu Nan secretly cursed an idiot, but at this time he could only bite the bullet: "When did Zu An become your Qin family member? As far as I know, Miss Chu family has already divorced him, and even if they are two
People are not divorced, and Mrs. Chu was also severed from her father-daughter relationship by Duke Cheng back then, so Zu An can't be counted as your Qin family."
Qin Guangyuan frowned: "Yunan, although you have some bad habits, you are still an upright person. If you lose, you lose. It's a bit ugly to use such strong words."
Yu Nan smiled faintly: "Fang Yu is really willing to be inferior to me in poetry writing. My grandfather is indeed extraordinary."
Hearing what he said, everyone in the audience nodded secretly, Yu Nan was indeed quite graceful.
But he soon changed the topic: "But he just boasted that he has the most talents in the world, so everyone's requirements for him are naturally different. The poems he promised turned out to be lyrics, so I'm afraid he won't convince the public."
People who were friends with Yu Nan on weekdays all agreed, and other people who were watching the excitement did not mind the matter, and did not want Zu An to hog the limelight and win the beauty, so they also joined in.
Qin Guangyuan frowned, mainly because Zu An's bragging just now was too big, and he couldn't hold it back, so he couldn't help but look at Zu An in embarrassment.
Zu An laughed: "I just made it clear that I would never get into trouble again after I made a song, but now there are all kinds of tricks. If I make another song, and you are picky and picky, are you going to finish it?"
Yunan said: "I swear on my family name that as long as you can write another poem of a similar level to convince everyone, I will never say anything, otherwise I will write the word "yu" upside down!"
Hearing him swear such a heavy oath, everyone looked solemn. Swearing on his family name is no joke. If he doesn't admit it by then, he will really be despised by the whole world.
Zu An was also frightened at first, but he quickly realized that the jade characters in this world are a little special, wouldn't they still be the same if they were written upside down?
At this time, Bi Ziang's laughter came: "Brother Yu, this is too embarrassing. A literati is thankful to have one poem of that level in his life. Now, to add another poem of similar level, isn't this deliberately embarrassing people?"
On the surface, he was speaking for Zu An, but in fact, he was secretly plotting. If Zu An really refused, the previous statement that he had only eight buckets of wealth in the world would become arrogance.
Zu An secretly sighed, his brother-in-laws are not fuel-efficient lamps. Hey, speaking of which, why are my brothers-in-law everywhere?
He smiled and said loudly: "Originally I didn't want to talk to some people anymore, but the murderous lyrics just now frightened Miss Nanxun a little, so I'll write another song for Miss Nanxun."
When the mysterious woman upstairs heard what he said, her face darkened. She picked up something in her hand, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in her eyes. If he was allowed to compose a song like this again, her own people would suffer. Even if she had to fight for her identity today,
Even if you are exposed, you must eliminate serious troubles for the tribe in advance.
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