When Li Yunbai heard this, his mind couldn't help but move. This person's reputation was quite serious. Could it be that he really did it?
Gradually, Li Yunbai's expression softened: "Okay, then please write the previous couplet!"
When the young man heard this, he was very confident. He had a faint smile on his face. He walked to the front and started writing on the wall:
The clear breeze accompanies the bright sun, and thousands of purples and reds bloom.
The garden is full of spring scenery and can't be contained, a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall!
Hang Tianyi was stunned when he heard this. What nonsense is this? Who gave him the courage to be so arrogant?
But at this time, Hang Tianyi saw that Li Yunbai was surprisingly not angry, but fell into deep thought.
Hang Tianyi instantly understood that this world was not even the slightest bit worse than the ancient world on earth.
The first two verses seemed to him to be nonsense, but if he didn't do rigorous research and had some famous works from his predecessors, he could still make do with it if he occasionally read them.
"This is a big joke. It's obvious that the first couplet is far worse than the last couplet!"
The speaker was Zhong Fuli. Yesterday, she came here with Hu Zhongxue and Gao Yunfeng. I pondered this couplet all night. The more I thought about it, the more extraordinary it became!
If a good thing is followed by a dog's tail, there will be problems no matter how you look at it.
When the young man heard this, he sighed: "Yes, this girl has also noticed that the previous couplet is indeed too bad. This is the reason why I did not engrave it on it!"
When Hang Tianyi heard this, he was stunned. Did he meet a master?
This explanation is simply impeccable!
Li Yunbai's mind also began to move. As a great Confucian scholar, he understood better than anyone else that when writing poetry, it is often impossible to make every sentence a good one.
Therefore, many poems are famous for only one or two lines.
At this time, many disciples of Qingyun Academy were completely dumbfounded, because they did not expect that some things could be explained in this way.
Well, explaining these is not the key. The key is that the person's character is almost the same as the one in the door, and his temperament is almost the same.
Even Hang Tianyi was stunned.
Do you want to reveal this person's identity now? No need to do so. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. He, Hang Tianyi, might as well continue to be a small catcher.
In fact, even if you are a police officer, you are still at the forefront of the limelight. In this case, it is better to keep a low profile in this academy.
"Oh, it's so difficult for me!" Hang Tianyi secretly sighed. He never thought that one day, it would be so easy for him to become famous.
In my previous life on earth, I read a lot of people on the Internet and copied poems and articles.
At the time, I thought it was incredible, it was just a lie.
Now, he actually actually won once.
However, for him, being able to copy some poems does not seem to solve the problem.
In this world, poetry is also a manifestation of power. If you know the Confucian exercises, then...
Unconsciously, Hang Tianyi's breathing became rapid, because he had never had such an indescribable desire for Confucian skills as he does now!
"No, you have to restrain yourself. When a person has desires and it gets out of control, something big will happen!"
Hang Tianyi hurriedly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, took a deep breath, and quietly watched what extraordinary performance this young man would perform next.
Zhong Furui was speechless for a moment, and many students from Qingyun Academy blushed and were unable to say a word.
Hang Tianyi thought to himself, aren't all these scholars great?
I'm afraid I've never been in such a predicament before.
"Can I ask for Gao's name?" Gao Yunfeng stepped forward.
He found that many people are competing for this couplet of poems today, but the real poet has obviously not come out yet. This is really ironic.
People like Gao Yunfeng have always had a clear understanding of themselves.
"Here you are, Zuoqiu Kai!" When the young man spoke, he looked arrogant.
"What a great Zuoqiu Kai, are you a student of Baifeng Academy?" Zhong Furui said.
Zuo Qiu Kai smiled calmly: "Isn't there anyone in Qingyun Academy who can write good poems?"
"You..." Zhong Furui's face looked ugly, but she didn't know what to do.
"Huh?" Hang Tianyi discovered that even academies seem to have competition!
This Zuoqiu Kai of Baifeng Academy obviously won't let it go. What should we do?
After all, he is the one who wrote the words and poems. No matter what, he cannot let Qingyun Academy be unable to come to Taiwan because of him!
At this moment, all the scholars in Qingyun Academy were all blushing and staring at Zuo Qiu Kai, but there was nothing they could do to him.
"This poem was not written by you!" Li Yunbai said. At this time, there was an indescribable pressure on his body.
Zuo Qiu Kai couldn't help but look stern, and involuntarily walked a few steps towards the back, his face suddenly turned pale beyond description.
Not only that, there were beads of sweat coming out.
"Mr. Li, how can you prove that this poem was not written by me?" Zuo Qiukai was happy and undaunted. He believed that no matter how powerful Li Yunbai was, it would be impossible for him to be beaten to death with just one slap, right?
Li Yunbai frowned slightly. He knew that continuing to use his cultivation to suppress others was not the style of a great scholar like him.
But the biggest headache now is not knowing how to prove it!
"You can't write such a poem!" Li Yunbai said.
"Mr. Li, you said you can't write it, do you really mean you can't write it?" Zuo Qiukai said.
Li Yunbai frowned even more tightly!
"How can you prove that you wrote this poem?" Hu Zhongxue said calmly.
Zuo Qiu Kai glanced at Hu Zhongxue. The man looked very quiet, but when he opened his mouth, he hit the point directly.
"I can't prove it, but again, how can you prove that I didn't write it?" Zuo Qiukai said.
When many scholars heard this, their faces turned red, their eyes stared, and their mouths trembled, but they could not say a word.
Hang Tianyi looked at these scholars who were as red as monkey butts and thought, you people who live by your words can't speak at this time.
Rolling his eyes, Hang Tianyi looked at Wei Mingyang and suddenly had an idea.
After walking to Wei Mingyang and saying a few words, Wei Mingyang stepped forward and said, "I can prove that this poem was not written by you!"
"Oh? Really? How do you prove it?" Zuo Qiukai's face was full of interest. He did not believe that a child could solve the current dilemma.
Wei Mingyang said: "If you want to prove this, it's actually very simple!"
"Is that so?" Zuo Qiu Kai said.
Wei Mingyang said: "That's true!"
Hang Tianyi was stunned again. The conversation between the two people really sounded like Gu Long's martial arts.
Are they time travellers? Have they really read Gu Long Da Da?
Hang Tianyi hurriedly stopped the messy thoughts in his heart, he still wanted to continue watching the show!