In Yuanjia City, above the martial arts conference, after Shen Haoyuan defeated Gong Lihan and almost couldn't find an opponent again, this figure stood up unexpectedly, looked at everyone present with a smile, and said in a firm tone: "I want to try." ”

At that time, no one was optimistic about this little-known young man, and Gong Lihan, who was given high hopes by everyone, was defeated by Shen Haoyuan's hands, you are a little Chen Linci, what is the difference between coming out and sending him to death?

However, Chen Linci finally unexpectedly defeated Shen Haoyuan and took the first step to surpass the destiny of the little prince, which made everyone look at him with admiration.

In just a few months after that, Chen Linci successively defeated Lu Yuanhao, Zhu Shaoqing, Gao Yifan and many other genius teenagers whose realm was far higher than his own, and completely imprinted his name in everyone's hearts.

Today, in this Fuyun Restaurant, after Shen Qingqiu, a rookie in the literary world, defeated Zha Tianyou, who was full of wealth, this figure stood up again, the smile on his face was the same as in Yuanjia City, he looked at everyone, and slowly asked if it was too late to participate now.

Everyone looked at Chen Linci in disbelief, they were all classmates, and naturally they all remembered the old things when Chen Linci was at the bottom of the list when he took the entrance exam, and said in his heart, "Is it difficult for you to be in the limelight? You are really powerful on the road of cultivation, everyone has nothing to say, but in front of the poetry and songs, you guys still have to come and intervene, I really don't know how high the sky is.

Old General Yu naturally heard Chen Linci's story, he coughed embarrassedly, looked at Chen Linci and said in disbelief: "According to the rules, it is indeed late, but if Shen Qingqiu is willing to accept it, everything will naturally be different." ”

General Yu's words are very artistic, he said it was a little late, but he added another sentence, it can almost be said that there is no way out of refusal for Shen Qingqiu, if Shen Qingqiu refuses Chen Linci's request, then everyone can laugh at him for being timid, you are a dignified rookie in the literary world, you are actually timid to a guy at the bottom of the literary list, and you will definitely be laughed at when you say it.

Scholars have a clear and arrogant spirit, Shen Qingqiu is naturally no exception, he has always had a kind of blind confidence in his literary skills, and he is not even afraid of Shangcha Tianyou, not to mention Chen Linci, so he smiled slightly, and immediately showed his demeanor, and said: "After hearing for a long time, Brother Linci's name in the cultivation world, Qingqiu is ashamed of himself, and he is willing to ask Brother Linqi for advice." ”

Shen Qingqiu's words were neither humble nor arrogant, and even sounded a little praising Chen Linci's atmosphere, but people with a heart could also hear the disdain in Shen Qingqiu's words, Chen Linci wanted to fight poetry with him, but Shen Qingqiu only praised Chen Linci's achievements on the road of cultivation, and the meaning was already obvious.

You Chen Linci may be very powerful in the cultivation world, but if you want to write poetry with me, you are still a little hot.

Chen Linci smiled and said, "I'm a rough guy who came over from the sidelines, but in these days in the Starry Night Academy, I also learned something from the library building, and I have a little inspiration in my head today, so I still want to ask you for some advice." ”

Say that, and follow

He took out two hundred taels of silver tickets from his sleeve and said with a smile: "Just two hundred taels, temporarily make happy money, not a tribute." ”

Two hundred taels were thrown on the table, and the eyes of everyone in the audience who looked at Chen Linci immediately changed, everyone was not a fool, Chen Linci was not a fool, two hundred taels of silver tickets was not a small amount, Chen Linci could not throw so much money out in vain, he dared to do this, which showed that he was already very confident in his heart.

The two hundred taels of silver tickets on Chen Linci's body are all the money that Jin Zihui gave him dividends, he is indeed very confident, this is not to say that he really has a deep cultural heritage, otherwise he would not have fallen into a reputation at the bottom of the literary list. The reason why he dared to stand up and compete with Shen Qingqiu was mainly because he knew that there was a poem that had never been circulated in the world, only he knew it, and he had already been familiar with it by heart.

In the early years in Linxi City, before the old Taoist priest died, he liked to pick up a brush and scribble on the paper after drinking and drinking, among which there were some poems, which were picked up by the young Chen Linci to remember, although Chen Linci did not understand the ink and literature, but he could also see how good the quality of the poems written by the old Taoist priest was, so he would later be so respectful to the old Taoist priest, one is that the old Taoist priest does have the grace to raise him, and the other is that he has never thought that the old Taoist priest is not an ordinary person.

It is impossible for an ordinary person to have such amazing medical skills, and it is impossible for an ordinary person to write such beautiful poems, but it is such an old Taoist priest who was regarded as an extraordinary character by Chen Linci, but in the end he died so ordinary.

The silver ticket was slapped on the table, and the shopkeeper, who had his own quick eye, gave him pen and ink rice paper, and Chen Linci picked up the brush and began to silently recall the words on the paper ball that he picked up under the old Taoist priest's wine table when he was seven years old.

"You said Senior Brother Chen...... Is it really okay?" As Chen Lin thought about it, the classmates at the other tables began to discuss, and the young man from Qingyu County muttered, his voice was extremely soft, for fear that the people at the main table would listen to it.

"It should ...... I guess so. The classmate next to the young man in Qingyu County said uncertainly: "Senior Brother Chen doesn't seem to have lost yet, you look at the two hundred taels of silver tickets he threw on the table, that's not a small amount, if you are not sure in your heart, Senior Brother Chen shouldn't do this kind of stupid thing of giving money for nothing." ”

"Senior Brother Chen has never been defeated, but it was all a competition in the cultivation world. The young man of Qingyu County muttered: "Today's comparison is not about fists and feet and realm, but poetry, and his opponent is such a powerful Shen Qingqiu, I don't think Senior Brother Chen can still create miracles as usual." ”

The classmate next to the young man in Qingyu County didn't continue to say anything, because at the main table, Chen Linci smiled and asked his own question.

"I want to ask you, is this poetry conference only about writing poems, but is it okay to write words?"

Shen Qingqiu smiled slightly and said: "Although poetry is two different genres, it has never been very separated. ”

Chen Linci smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Then he will no longer be verbose,

Picking up the brush, he wrote down the poem in his memory on the paper in one go.

The wind rolls the fallen leaves to urge the garden flowers, and the east fence is full of tea.

The slanting sun is half smeared and the color glow is reflected, where is home.

Ten years of wandering without returning, lonely travel to the end of the world.

Only the mourning is sent to the crow, the way is endless, and the voice is hoarse.

......

......

Chen Linci put down the brush in his hand, handed the rice paper to the shopkeeper and spread it vertically, and then said with a smile: "A song "Wuling Chun", please give me advice." ”

Everyone raised their eyes, and some people read it out in a low voice, and the shocked expressions on the faces of many people when they had just seen the poem written by Shen Qingqiu once again appeared.

This "Wuling Chun", there is no mention of an autumn word throughout the whole article, but autumn is everywhere, whether it is the wind and falling leaves, or the east fence tea, or the sunset crow, all of them are autumn scenery, and it is written from the perspective of a wanderer. But it has exhausted the sorrow in the hearts of countless people and the nostalgia for their hometown, which can be said to be a rare masterpiece for thousands of years!

"How is it possible, isn't he at the bottom of the literary list, how can he reach this point in just one year!" Shen Qingqiu muttered in shock in his heart, he couldn't believe that Chen Linci could really write poems of this realm, because he knew that even if he let his champion father come over, he might not be able to write works of this realm!

Even when the Duke of Yuanming was alive, Wang Majie was reborn, and that's it!

I don't know who was the first to start applauding, in the main hall of Fuyun Restaurant, there was a burst of thunderous applause in an instant, Old General Yu was full of red light, and said with a smile: "I always thought that I had a very high opinion of you kid, but I didn't expect to see it a little lightly in the end, just with this poem, aside from everything else, it is enough for you to gain a foothold in the literary world of Chu State!" is so good in poetry, and so talented on the road of cultivation, for thousands of years, in addition to the Qinglian Sword Immortal, I'm afraid there is only you Chen Linci alone! Hearing the name of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, a look of yearning flashed on Shen Qingqiu's handsome face, and when he looked at Chen Linci again, the light in his eyes changed a little.

You must know that Qinglian Sword Immortal is the number one legendary figure in the history of the Endless Continent, not only leaving many great poems for future generations, but also leaving a good story of a sword and wine in the sky, which has been praised by the world for countless years, and has always been regarded as a god-like figure by many literati, and is respected as a poet and wine immortal.

What kind of role are you, Chen Linci, just a little achievement, and you dare to compare with Qinglian Sword Immortal?

Shen Qingqiu said a little unconvinced: "I heard that when Brother Lin Ci was admitted to the academy, his grades were still at the bottom of the literary list, and in just one year, he was able to write a poem of this realm, Qingqiu was convinced of this "Wuling Chun", but there were some doubts about the author of this poem. ”

When this sentence came out, it could already be said that it was very unkind, and it was almost said that Chen Linci was a copyist, after all, in the upper class of society, those disciples were prodigal

There are no longer a few examples of Brother Gongzi spending money to buy poems to please beauties, but Yu Jun's face immediately changed when she heard this, she looked at Shen Qingqiu, and said in a somewhat unkind tone: "A year ago, Senior Brother Chen was still a teenager who had never felt it, and now that he has stepped into the realm of Kaiyang, this kind of example is in front of him, for him, is it so incredible to use a year of the world to improve his literary literacy?"

In a year's time, you can never feel that you have stepped into the realm of Kaiyang, and that year's time to enrich your cultural knowledge is incredible?

Yu Jun's question seems to be no problem, but it is not very convincing, because no matter how high a person's talent is, his energy is limited, Chen Linci has already walked so fast and smoothly on the path of cultivation, where is there time to take care of other things, if both parties can take care of it, then this person is too perfect and terrible.

They believe that there may be such people in the world, but they dare not believe that such people can really live by their side.

Chen Linci smiled slightly, and said in his heart that this kid really has a vision, and he can see at a glance that this poem was not written by himself, but I'm afraid this is not enough.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin smiled confidently and said, "Maybe one word is not enough to convince Brother Qingqiu, so I will write another poem now, I don't know if you have any opinions?"

PS: This poem was written when I was in junior high school, and I learned Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Chun", and many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I miss the days of junior high school a little.

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