Gujing Wubo can be said to be the most perfect statement of Su Mufeng's expression. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But the tears in the corners of the eyes, combined with this great calm, create an unexpected expressiveness.

- Anyway, Su Mufeng felt that he was pretending to be quite similar.

At least you can fool a thousand-year-old single dog like Meng Ke and Xun Qing.

Seeing Su Mufeng's appearance, Meng Ke couldn't help but be completely stunned, and even Xun Qing's movements were paused.

Didn't give them any time to think at all, Su Mufeng was expressionless, and said calmly: "Evil." ”

"I want to know you and live a long life."

"The mountains have no tombs, and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder and tremors in winter, rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are together, but dare to be with the king. ”

Like that Gujing Wubo's expression, Su Mufeng's tone did not fluctuate.

But on the contrary to this calm, above the endless firmament, countless pale golden lights boiled up in an instant!

In the east, in the direction of Qufu Academy, there is also a light descending.

Between three breaths.

Genius from heaven!

The Holy Choice of the Book of Poetry!

And above the sky, Xun Qing's pupils constricted, and he was completely stunned on the spot.

Her eyes were full of confusion and disbelief, she shook her head, and her body couldn't even take a step back.

Mo Zhai and Meng Ke's expressions were also the same.

Even, after comprehending the artistic conception in this Yuefu poem, the entire Jixia School Palace fell into silence in an instant.

"The mountain peaks are edgeless, the rivers are exhausted, and the snow falls heavily in the middle of summer, and the heavens and the earth are combined...... Fang dared to say goodbye to Jun Jue......"

In front of the inner cloister, Li repeated the original meaning of this passage in disbelief: "Su Sheng...... For Xun Sheng's feelings, it is actually true!? ”

- Yes, this bear kid never believed it before.

On the side, Han Fei had an apocalyptic expression.

It's over, it's over, it's over......

In the girl's mind, this sentence is frantically swiping the screen.

At the same time, Su Mufeng's Oscar-winning journey is still not over.

Looking at Xun Qing, who was trembling slightly, Su Mufeng was still calm.

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king. ”

So, in Su Mufeng's ease and Xun Qing's hesitation and helplessness, another brand-new pillar of talent rose up at the top of the sky!

This is far from the end.

"It seems that this star is not last night, for whom is the wind and the wind is standing for midnight......"

“…… I know that I am in love for a long time, and I look forward to the sound of the river. ”

The two seven-character poems once again set off two rays of light in the air at an altitude of thousands of meters.

Subsequently, under the dull gaze of the entire Jixia School Palace, countless poems of love from distant and other worlds dyed the entire sky into a sea of gold!

……

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Dongfang, Lu State, Qufu Academy.

In the main hall in the center of the holy courtyard, Kong Sheng, with a wisp of distraction, was meditating cross-legged on the futon.

On the high platform of the main hall, a simple silk scroll was lying quietly on it.

When the fluctuations of heaven and earth in the distance reached here, the old man opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

Immediately, the scroll on the high platform slowly opened, emitting a pale golden point of light.

Kong Sheng got up, picked up the pen placed aside, and slowly put pen to paper on the scroll.

"The mountains have no tombs, and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder and tremors in winter, rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are together, but dare to ...... with the king"

The old man wrote the poem from afar on the Book of Poetry, muttered to himself, repeated the last sentence, nodded, and smiled with satisfaction: "The best love in the world, the voice of great love." I don't know, which student in the Jixia School Palace has this pure heart. ”

- Obviously, the old man Kong Sheng didn't notice at all that it was Xunqing's little cabbage raised at home, and it was arched.

At this time, outside the temple, the scholars in Qufu Academy also walked out of the school one after another.

Everyone looked in amazement at the phantom shadow of the verse in the sky, and the sound of chanting echoing between heaven and earth.

"How long has it been? Another poem of the Holy Chosen! One student couldn't help but nod his head with emotion.

The word "again" in his mouth is, of course, referring to the seven-step poem before Su Mufeng.

“…… Winter thunder and earthquakes, summer rain and snow, heaven and earth together, dare to be with the king. ”

A woman in a plain robe recited this poem "Evil Spirit" in a daze, and tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, muttering to herself: "Which person is the most affectionate, can actually write such words and sentences in his hands?" ”

Beside the plain-robed woman, a younger girl yearned: "The person who was given this poem is so happy......

Inside the Temple.

Kong Sheng put down the pen in his hand and just wanted to return to the seat, but he was slightly stunned, and then laughed.

At this moment, the scroll of the Book of Poetry, which had just been closed, slowly unfolded again.

The old man stepped forward with a smile and took up his pen to write the new verses on the Book of Poetry.

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king.

Kong Sheng looked at these verses and said, "Such true feelings, even if it is the way of heaven, you must be moved by it." ”

Outside the temple, countless Confucian disciples stared blankly at the phantom of the Book of Songs in the sky, listening to the new verses in their ears, and were shocked for a while.

"It's another poem of holy choice, and its true feelings are comparable to Pujia and Guan Ju."

In another hall, two Confucian demi-saints in white robes, Yan Hui and Zeng Shen, glanced at each other and sighed in unison.

Zeng Shen smiled and said: "Look at the source of this heavenly talent, it should be in the Jixia School Palace, where Xun Qing and Meng Ke are both there. When they return to Qufu next time, they must ask who the owner of these two poems is. ”

Yan Huiwan said: "I don't have to wait for them to come back to ask, and soon, I will talk to ...... Ahem, I'm going to go to Jixia Academy. ”

almost leaked the news of Kong Sheng's trip, Yan Hui coughed lightly and hurriedly covered up the past.

Zeng Shen said with interest: "Are you going to visit the new saint of Zhongzhou?" If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't get out, I would have wanted to go too......"

As soon as the words fell, both of them were stunned.

The next moment, Qi Qi turned his head and looked out the window.

The phantom of the Book of Poetry has once again appeared in the void!

Yan Hui's expression was extremely surprised, and Zeng Shen showed even more astonishment, and said, "First, the third? ”

Inside the temple, Kong Sheng's expression was not far from his two beloved disciples.

He had just put down the pen, and before he had gone far, the poetry behind him was opened again.

The old man turned around and looked at the pale golden light in the air in a slight astonishment.

Even Confucius's extraordinary experience of traveling around the world and preaching to Middle-earth, at this moment, can't help but be a little enlightened.

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