Facing the Yangtze River, the vast soup soup, the horizon is endless, the sun begins to sink in the west at this time, the river is vast and boundless, the smoke waves are vast, and there is a bleak breath in the cold wind. Several boats were leaning against the shore, and the sails had been lowered.

On the third floor of Xunyang Building, on the corridor facing the river to the north, there is a long desk, on which the long paper is pressed with a paperweight, and the pen and ink are ready.

In the end, the landing chose to face the difficulties and contribute to today's Xunyang Cultural Conference. The scene on the third floor is prepared for him, and it seems that the landing wants to be a blockbuster. Under such an arrangement, it is impossible to land without attracting attention.

This move made the hecklers incredulous and more concerned, and made the non-heckling people sympathetic and unbearable. Xie Yanbao almost wanted to cover his eyes and escape, so he dug a pit himself, but the envoy jumped the deepest.

Fan Ruoshui also wanted to fight for the opportunity, and he was a gunman to help him write an article, but he was righteously refused, so he had to follow the landing behind the landing to close the distance, when the landing sat on the rest chair in the corridor, Fan Ruoshui was reluctantly invited into the building, and everyone else was also invited into the building, leaving only Xie Yanbao as a scribe on the corridor to record the articles dictated by the landing.

Fan Ruoshui was in the restaurant, anxious, and he didn't know how embarrassed he would be when the envoy landed on the corridor and watched the surging river sing out articles on the spot, and he didn't know if he could get closer to the landing.

On the corridor, Landing sat calmly on the chair, looked sideways at Zhen Feng who was standing beside him, and saw that if there was no one next to Zhen Feng, he looked at the scenery indifferently, and his anger came up, he had read books, but he was only limited to enlightenment and literacy, and since then he has focused on martial arts, and the articles he can write may not even be as good as a child. Now that he is roasted on the fire, he has listened to Zhen Feng's words, he can't get off the stage for a while, he has no face to see people, and it is a joke when it reaches Jiangning City.

Landing was staring at Zhen Feng with devouring eyes, only to see Zhen Feng take out a piece of paper from his sleeve and stuff it to Landing. Landing had an idea, it happened that his sitting posture was facing the direction, and his arm separated Xie Yanbao's line of sight, and he hurriedly opened the paper and took a look.

As soon as he saw it, he wanted to tear the paper and throw it at Zhen Feng. The words on the paper are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, scribbled, and there is no calligraphy art at all, just like Taoist ghosts drawing talismans.

But now, this is the only straw, he held back his anger and continued to read, after reading it in a hurry, it seemed to be quite presentable, but he didn't know how good it was, let him judge the article, it was better to let him play tricks with the masters.

At this time, Zhen Feng whispered in his ear: "Take out the posture that you are the best in the world of martial arts, and read it slowly and forcefully." ”

At this time, there was some commotion in the building, and some doubts sounded: why is there no movement in the corridor after so long? Could it be that the envoy can't write it?

Xie Yanbao turned around and calmed the scene with his official authority: "Quiet, Lord Qin is feeling the breath of heaven and earth and rivers, and he will have it when he finishes his draft." ”

In fact, he insisted on saying this sentence, he was especially worried about making a fool of himself when he landed, in that case, he offended people who should not be offended, and even the officials would complain about him.

Just as the Xunyang Building was inside, the wails and schadenfreude sneers in my heart filled this short period of silence, and a majestic voice suddenly sounded from the corridor.

"Yuguanfu Jiujiang is victorious, in Poyang Lake. Distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, vast soup soup, boundless, sunrise and sunset, the weather is thousands. This is the grand view of Xunyang Building, and the predecessors are prepared. However, the Central Plains in the north, the southern capital of Antarctica, and the people who move to the house will be here. ”

In the opinion of the landing recitation, although the handwriting of the cheat sheet given by Zhen Feng is embarrassing, the broken sentences are prepared in advance, and it is easy to read. The article is not enough, and the momentum is to make up, and he is afraid that the article is not good enough, so he becomes more and more imposing when reciting, as if the world is under control.

The people in the building were shocked, their style was uplifted, and their emotions were passionate, and they were so magnificent. In a few sentences, there is space to lay out, there is time change, from simply writing the scene to the scene blending, which lays the pattern and tone of the whole article.

When Fan Ruoshui heard this, he was stunned, is this really something that a general can write? Could it be that he pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger before, but he actually had the talent of the champion, and he was a good exporter, but he just didn't bother to make a move? A series of previous preparations have come to naught?

Xie Yanbao involuntarily became impassioned with the sound of landing, and his pen became more and more fluid, and the melancholy and depression in his chest drifted away with the wind.

When he wrote, "If the husband is obscene and rainy, the moon does not open, the yin wind howls angrily, and the turbid waves empty the ......", the gesture follows the artistic conception of the article and looks sad, as if it is really full of gloom. The lewd rain, the cloudy wind, and the turbid waves not only make the sun and stars dull, and the mountains are hidden, but also make the business travel unstoppable; It is also the time when the twilight is heavy and the tiger is roaring and the ape is crying, which makes people feel the feeling of "going to the country and nostalgia", the fear of "being afraid of slander and ridicule", and the feeling of "feeling extremely sad".

and then to "to Ruochun and Jingming, the waves are not alarmed, the sky is up and down, and the blue is ......", Xie Yanbao felt that his heavy mood suddenly met the light, and his gestures were also high-pitched, bright, bright and powerful. The scenery and mood are the spring breeze, the scenery is bright, and the water and sky are the same. Every stroke has the detachment of "pampering and forgetting" and the freedom of "putting the wine in the wind".

One sad and one happy, one dark and one bright, ups and downs, exciting. Xie Yanbao has forgotten himself, as if Wang Xizhi, the sage of the book who drank too much back then, is writing "Orchid Pavilion Preface", and people and words are one.

The literati and writers in the building wrote a lot of grievances among the flowers, which is like the washing of the Yangtze River, as if in the transformation of life, experiencing the integration of love and scenery, articles and life.

Some people who don't understand the true artistic conception of the article feel that the battle is neat, but it is worse than themselves.

There were a few people, holding pen and paper to record at any time, and then took turns to run to the top floor.

On the fourth floor of Xunyang Building, that is, in the private room on the top floor, in front of the four screens, people constantly came to pick up the latest sentences. Behind the screen, the rhythmic tapping of fingers on the table sounded, followed by a gentle recitation.

When the person behind the screen heard "not to be happy with things, not to be sad with oneself", he suddenly stood up, such a spiritual realm beyond sorrow and joy, how can a mortal be able to have? It's just that there is no text outside the screen, and the person who is the solitaire has already left, and he needs to wait for the next one.

The person in the screen walked back and forth, anxiously waiting for the next sentence, and when he heard footsteps, the person blurted out: "Say it quickly!" It was the woman's voice that had been heard in the marching tent yesterday.

The next sentence is: If you live in a temple, you will worry about its people, and if you are far away from the rivers and lakes, you will worry about its king. It is a worry about advancing and a worry about retreating. ”

"Good, good, good!"

When she finally heard: Then when will it be happy? It must be said that "the worries of the world are worried, and the joy of the world is happy"! Belch! Weisi people, who am I with?

She sat back in her chair. muttered: "Living in the rivers and lakes, worrying about national affairs, the countryman is unparalleled, nothing more." This article is like a grievance, like a cry, sad and generous, and deeply affectionate, which makes people sigh. Unexpectedly, there was such a peerless warrior in the Tang Kingdom! ”