Volume 1 Battle in the Sand Garden Chapter 80 Breaking through the level with writing
Deyi Building is indeed magnificent, with three floors high and dozens of acres of open space, majestic and spectacular.
Deyi Building is located in the center, facing the street on all sides. There are lanterns in the corners of the building, reflecting a bright surrounding. The four doors are closed tightly, but there is constant music and singing in the building. Through the shadow of the window, you can see the graceful figure dancing gracefully. Although there is not a sea of people downstairs,
But they are also crowded and lingering.
The protagonists here are still scholars. They all have wide robes and big sleeves, holding folding fans, looking up at the beautiful shadows of tall buildings.
Rumor has it that there lives a fairy-like beauty on the top floor of Deyi Building. She is twenty-eight years old and is an accomplished singer and dancer. As long as she passes three levels, she can win the beauty's favor and become a couple of gods and goddesses. Scholars flock to her, but the beauty is elusive.
, Wan in the middle of the water.
At this time, the door of Deyi Building creaked half open, and a young scholar walked out dejectedly. He looked up suddenly and saw groups of scholars crowded outside the door. His face turned red immediately, and he lowered his head and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd.
Run away wildly.
The crowd of scholars who were watching couldn't help but let out a long sigh of regret. No need to ask, it was another person who had failed to return home.
Following the scholars came out, there was also a young boy, in green clothes and blue hat, with a handsome face. He glanced at everyone with a hint of disdain. "There is only one spot left today. If anyone is willing to enter the building, please do it as soon as possible." After that,
, with his hands behind his back, he stood in front of the steps and said nothing.
The scholars at the foot of the stairs were talking for a while. This boy's attitude made people feel very uncomfortable. However, since I am not very talented and can't even climb the stairs, how can I have the face to be angry with a boy? As the saying goes, if the heart has desires,
It was inevitable that he would be short of breath. The boy's attitude was as if he could not see it.
"Qin is not talented. I would like to go up to the tower and have a look." Qin Zhong handed the horse to Lang Zongyu and said in a loud voice.
Qin Zhong was tall and stood out among the crowd. As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards the gate. There was an uproar around him, and he looked at Qin Zhong's figure with different expressions for a moment. Qin Zhong was still wearing the same martial arts uniform.
Serving. In the eyes of scholars, is it not particularly eye-catching at this moment?
Scholars who have read poetry and books have no hope of climbing the stairs, and they are disappointed at the bottom of the stairs. How dare a vulgar warrior dare to threaten to climb the stairs? In the eyes of the scholars, this is a kind of humiliation to them, no more than a slap in the face. "What cats and dogs dare to speak nonsense?"
Climbing the stairs? I just don’t know what it means.”
Someone scolded Qin Chong with harsh words and an angry look. If his eyes could kill, Qin Chong would have been pierced by thousands of swords at this moment.
"Of course cats and dogs can't climb the Deyi Building, so they can only bark wildly here." Qin Zhong smiled and immediately responded. His words provoked a large group of scholars, and the crowd suddenly seemed to explode, and a loud roar broke out.
The sound of shouting and cursing.
"You? You are so presumptuous that you dare to humiliate scholars?"
"Ignorant child."
"Arrogant."
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Qin Zhong ignored this, walked up the steps, and stood in front of the young man. The young man's face seemed to be a smile but not a smile, originally with a hint of frivolity. But as Qin Zhong approached step by step, his tall figure gave him a
He felt an unspeakable oppression and could not help but slowly bow down.
"Can Mr. Qin enter this building?" Qin Zhong said slowly.
"The Deyi Building welcomes guests from all over the world. After passing the three levels, everyone can enter the building." The young man clasped his fists in salute and answered Qin Zhong's question. After saying that, the young man turned around and opened the door, stepped aside and invited Qin Zhong.
Re-entering. Qin Zhong nodded slightly and stepped forward through the threshold.
The lights in the building were brightly lit, as bright as day. Looking closely, I saw that the hall in the building was vast, with three thick pillars holding each other, standing in the position of the three talents. The surrounding tables, chairs, couches, hats, bottles, calligraphy and paintings were all exquisite. Especially
The ground is as if it were paved with white jade.
The boy closed the door and came to Qin Zhong's side. He was not in a hurry to speak, but looked Qin Zhong up and down. In his impression, the people who came here to break through the barrier were all gentle and elegant scholars, which he had never seen before.
Warriors participated. Qin Chong was tall and tall, but he did not look like a scholar.
The three levels of Deyi Tower are designed for scholars. If you are not a well-educated person, you will not be able to pass the first level.
"I dare to ask, how to break through the three levels of Deyilou?" Qin Zhong asked.
"It's very simple. Deyilou has a first couplet, please continue the second couplet. As long as the original poster is satisfied, you can pass the test."
"As long as the poster is satisfied?" Qin Chong smacked his lips at this sentence and heard something fishy. But he didn't come to a conclusion. What if the ancients talked about morality? Anyway, he had already come in and saw how difficult the pair was.
Thousands of scholars have been stumped. "Please tell me what the first couplet is about."
"Please follow me," the boy said, walking towards the west side of the hall. Soon, he came to a screen.
The screen has eight screens, which are as tall as one person and has an antique look. Each of the beautiful fans has words written on it. The boy stopped, chuckled, raised his hand and pointed at the small characters on the screen and said, "There are eight screens in total here."
, each fan has a couplet, and you can choose one of them."
"Yeah." Qin nodded and silently read the words on the screen.
The first screen said: Last night, I played chess to find the path. Qin Zhong curled his lips slightly, it was not too difficult. How could this simple couplet stump so many scholars? Skip this one and go to the next one.
When I looked at it, it was written on the screen: There were knots before they were unearthed.
"That's it?" Qin Zhong couldn't help but be surprised. Isn't it too easy? "Get a pen and ink."
"Oh? Has the young master been chosen?" The boy did not ask, but the answer was yes, but asked, "Have you chosen?" This was to save Qin Chong's face. More than once, he was made angry by scholars because he asked the wrong question.
After a lot of scolding, I finally threw away the pen and blamed myself for disturbing their thoughts.
"Well, but inscribe it directly on the screen?" Qin Zhong asked.
"Ah? No, no, no." The boy panicked and shook his head like a drum. These eight screens are extraordinary things. Even if they are not priceless, they are not something ordinary people can afford. In case of couplets
Not good, dirty pictures on the fans, isn't it a waste of treasure?
After that, he led Qin Zhong to a writing desk, which was covered with rice paper, and his pen and ink had been prepared. Qin Zhong came to the desk, grabbed a pen, and was about to write down, but suddenly paused,
He hesitated. His calligraphy was not very good and he was always laughed at by his sister at home.
"Come here." Qin Zhong raised his head and looked at the boy beside him. "I'll read it, you write it."
"Ah? Okay." The boy had never seen anything like this before, but he didn't say anything and walked over and picked up a pen.
"Last night I played chess to find the path, and today I see Yan Hui in the mirror." Qin Zhong put his hands behind his back and chanted in a mocking tone. Seeing this, the boy's hands trembled and he suddenly raised his head to look at Qin Zhong.
His mouth opened wide in surprise, and he didn't realize it for a long time.
"Write, why are you so stunned?" Qin Zhong knocked on the desk to remind the boy.
"Ah? Oh." The young man woke up from a dream and quickly lowered his head to write. Not to mention, the young man's calligraphy is handsome, with silkworm heads and swallow tails, which is much better than Qin Zhong's calligraphy.
"There are knots before they are unearthed, and they are humble in Lingyun." Qin Chong read out another couplet.
"Ah? There's more?" The boy was completely shocked. This time he quickly came to his senses and wrote down this couplet.
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The lamps on all sides, with a single layer of paper, shine brilliantly all over the southeast, northwest and northwest.
One year of study, eight pennies, hard work, spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Black is not, white is not, red and yellow are not; they are like foxes, cats and dogs, neither domestic animals nor wild beasts.
There are also poems, lyrics, and the Analects of Confucius; they are vague about east, west, north, and south. Although they are short pieces, they are wonderful articles.
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These pairs were not difficult for Qin Zhong. Within a moment, the eight screens appeared one by one.
The boy wrote like a fly, not daring to miss a word. After he wrote the last word, he looked at Qin Zhong in shock. But no matter how you looked at it, he couldn't match his talent. He was obviously a tough guy. Wu Fu, how come you got everything right in one go?
"Is there anything else?" Qin Chong asked when he saw that the boy was silent.
"Ah? It's gone, it's gone. Master, please wait a moment. I'll go and report it right now." The boy said, put away the rice paper on the table, ran up the stairs to the second floor, and climbed up to the second floor. Qin Chong had nothing to do and looked along the screen, browsing the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.
At this moment, in an elegant room on the second floor, two middle-aged men are playing chess. One has a rough appearance and exudes a strong aura; while the other has a face as clear and gentle as jade, exuding a faint bookish air. On the chessboard Black and white are intertwined, and the winner is already decided before your eyes.
Hearing the footsteps of the young man, the middle-aged scribe turned his head and looked. The door opened slightly, and the young man walked lightly to the scribe, holding a roll of rice paper.
"Shopkeeper, someone wrote a bunch of couplets to each other."
"Hmm." The scribe didn't take it seriously. He took the rice paper and unfolded it. He glanced at it and couldn't help but laugh. He raised his hand and handed the rice paper to the man opposite. He then picked up the tea on the table and started to taste it slowly. For Qin Eight pairs were made again, and no one showed any signs of surprise.
"It's pretty good," the rough man commented, then threw the rice paper aside.
"Go ahead." The scribe waved his hand and sent the boy out. After the boy went out and closed the door, he said to the rough man, "Nowadays, the northwest salt road is completely destroyed, and it is difficult to rebuild it. , it’s definitely not a day’s work.”
"No matter how difficult it is, we must rebuild." The rough man said bitterly, "If Guo Zun hadn't been chasing after him, we wouldn't have suffered heavy losses."
"Hmph." The scribe snorted coldly and said, "It's not your nephew who is too arrogant. Why bother with Guo Zun?"
"Everyone is dead, what's the use of talking nonsense?" The rough man glared suddenly, as if he had stabbed a painful spot in his heart.
"Okay." The scribe also knew that he had said something, so he softened his tone and said, "You go and sit on the third floor until Chen has sent away the people downstairs."
"I really don't understand you. You've done so many things, but you haven't found a few useful people." The man stood up, snorted angrily, opened the door and walked out. He looked around and looked to the third side. Walking upstairs. The scribe also stood up, rubbed his face, and slowly went downstairs.
Hearing the sound on the stairs, Qin Zhong slowly turned around and looked around, only to see the boy leading someone down the stairs.
The visitor was in his forties, dressed in green robes, and seemed to be gentle and elegant. When the scribe in green robes saw Qin Zhong, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained his composure, walked towards Qin Zhong with a smile, raised his hands and said, "My little brother is talented.
, there is no one in the Three Qin Dynasties who can surpass him."