"Brother Huang, I am a martial artist, I am better at dancing with knives and sticks, if I talk about martial arts, I rarely meet opponents, if I am a scholar, I am far inferior to Prince Wenhui, King Jingling and General Xiao. Tonight is so elegant, why don't you dance the sword next to your brother and cheer everyone up, how about Prince Wenhui, King Jingling and General Xiao continue to chant poems?"

"What the Twelve Emperor Brothers said is wonderful, then use my imperial sword, the Seven Star Sword, to dance a set of peerless swordsmanship in the Mountains and Seas!

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Zhen threw the sword and seven-star sword to Xiao Feng, only to see a figure flashing, he had already held the sword in his hand, calm and relaxed, as if standing on the edge of the abyss, the wind hunting.

"The sword qi is like the wind, always with me!" The right hand slowly pulled out the saber in his left hand, and the wind suddenly raged with him as the center, and there were more than two inches left to draw the sword, and he said again, "And go with the wind!"

I saw Xiao Feng draw his sword and get up, and suddenly the sword qi was excited, criss-crossed, and the body was so fast that he didn't see the sword dancer, but only saw the sword light flying all over the sky, which was the famous "Wind Sword Technique" that shook the rivers and lakes.

The sword in the palm of the hand rotates with the body, sometimes it flies, sometimes it roars, sometimes it sways, sometimes it flies, like a bird flying back, when it jumps up, the sword points to the sky, it is excited, it rushes left and right, and the sword light crisscrosses.

If the clouds are surging, such as flying snow mountains, thousands of people will sweat for the rain, and the eight hundred will be ashamed of it.

Li Ji, who was standing from a distance and watching, was greatly touched at this time, and saw that the sword danced by Xiao Feng, the king of Jiangxia, was similar to the "Dugu Divine Sword" and "Shenlong Sword Technique" that he had learned, but the Dugu Sword Technique used its own spiritual power to win, and there were no tricks to win.

The power of Xiao Feng's swordsmanship is in between, impartial, neither heavy nor light, just right.

Xiao Yan saw Xiao Feng, the king of Jiangxia, dancing with one hand, the momentum was like a rainbow, flying and chasing, the seven stars on the sword, appearing and disappearing, such as the light of the stars, the swift and swift place was like electric light, the soothing place was like the wind, and the sword qi was like thunder, like a dream.

The sword danced faster and faster, more and more exquisitely, and there was hardly any flaw to be found. When he danced to the most subtle point, suddenly, the seven-star long sword conjured up countless clones, and went straight down, like a surging river, pouring thousands of miles.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth suddenly turned colorless.

When the bright moon was in the sky, only this ancient and elusive thousand swords rang out in unison, and the snow-white sword light was like a snow, falling in a stream, enveloping everything around!

Everything was gone, and everything was silent, as if time had been lost in this flying sword.

Xiao Feng raised his sword and smiled slightly, standing alone in the field, and suddenly threw his sword into the clouds, dozens of zhang high, if the electric light shot down, he led his hand to hold the sheath and inherit it, and the sword entered through the air.

"Jiangxia King Xiao Feng's 'Wind Sword Technique', a dance of the sword moves in all directions, the viewer is depressed like a mountain, and the heaven and earth are low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. It's really a miraculous skill, and it's the best in the world!"

Xiao Yan was touched by the cold sword qi, and his literary thinking was quick if he had divine help, so an article called "The Chapter" came out of the sky: "The Western Han Dynasty is Ben Jiayan, and the Golden Horse is looking at the sweet spring." On the guard's troops, the door is missing. He is still endowed with the east of the river, and wants to chase the gods. The feather rider turns in the clouds, and the belt hangs in the air. The long flag sweeps the moon cave, and the phoenix trail rolls the stars. But to make dansha can make billions of years. ”

As soon as this work came out, all four were shocked.

Mountains and seas are distinguished by elegant clusters, capable of producing many people, and those who can stay at the end must be talented and high, crowning the contemporary, and everyone is gradually impressed by Xiao Yan's literary talent, and they have sighed that "Jingling Eight Friends" is really worthy of its name.

Princess Wukang savored Xiao Yan's poems, nodded frequently, clapped her hands and said: "General Xiao is a guard captain of Gyeonggi, although he is a military general, he is a military general, but he is a martial artist, and his literary style is not inferior to the current celebrity." This poem uses the past as a metaphor for the present, and the poem is not only lyrical, but also eloquent; not only words, but also direct statements of current affairs and political opinions. Straight to express the chest, with clear aspirations, a passionate heroism, the determination to defend the magnificent mountains and rivers, and always maintain the long ...... of the Great Qi country"

Regarding what Princess Wukang said, Li Ji nodded yes, most of them agreed with her point of view, but they had slightly different opinions on what Xiao Yan expressed, but it was inconvenient to say it clearly, after all, it was against the etiquette system, so he could only secretly say in his heart: "The sword dance of Xiao Feng, the king of Jiangxia, is miraculous, sharp and clear, and carries forward, which fully demonstrates the prosperity and majesty of Daqi." As an important general of the garrison of Gyeonggi, Xiao Yan was even more moved, and he was a military minister, Yaoxiong sword cleared the border dust, and Wei Rongyi led the local guests. Jin Ge Iron Horse guards the frontier, it is his duty to protect the family and defend the country, and the manly man does everything, and he does not do anything, standing up to the sky and the earth, and is worthy of his heart. In the second half of the poem, he is very yearning for the reunification of the Han Dynasty and its long-term prosperity, and believes that those in power should follow the benevolence of Tang Yao and Yu Shun, cherish the world, be diligent and love the people, so that heaven and earth can be one and the same, all things are concentric, peaceful and prosperous, and continue for ten thousand years. Haoran's spirit lasts forever, and he will be able to solve the danger of the people's life being upside down, which is his lofty ambition and diligently pursuing the ideal. ”

Looking at Xiao Yan dressed in a military uniform, with a full forehead, bright eyes, and a benevolent style, Li Ji's admiration arose spontaneously: "General Xiao has great ambitions, extraordinary bearing, and very accessible skills, and he will be unspeakably valuable in the future!"

At this time, Xiao Ziliang, the king of Jingling, also submitted his poems, which are the latest landscape poems, poems: "Supporting the nature of the birds and fish, inhabiting the leisure outside." The path of Luo is continuous, and the pine is square. Every time the hills and ravines are submerged, the wind and clouds will be appreciated. ”

Everyone applauded like thunder, and admired the talent of King Jingling's landscape.

During the Liu and Song dynasties, Zhuang Lao retired, the landscape was flourishing, and the landscape poetry school represented by Xie Lingyun rose, and King Jingling, as the leader of Yongming literature, also loved to write landscape poems. Princess Wukang smiled, pointed to the scenery beside Xiao Ziliang and said, "Most of the poems of the second brother borrow things to express their lyricism, and this poem uses 'Luo Jing' and 'Song Xuan' to express their love for natural scenery. He said that his love was caused by his temperament, so he said that he was 'dragging his own fish and fish', as if he was outside the world, full of a comfortable mood. ”

Li Ji pouted and said: "King Ling does have a transcendent state of mind, but he also uses this poem to show his heart to the world, he is just a sentiment for the landscape, due to his temperament, and has no ambition, and he has the meaning of touching the country, I think this is written to your father and Prince Wenhui, right?"

"Do you also know poetry?" Princess Wukang stared at Li Ji with puzzled eyes, a little incredible, the rogue boy standing in front of him was not without ink!

"A little bit of understanding, a little bit of understanding!" Li Ji smiled a little awkwardly.

After hearing this, Xiao Zhen was really very pleased, and drank three cups with everyone: "Ziliang, the writing is brilliant, it is really unprecedented!

Xiao Changmao, the prince of Wenhui, slowly stood up, covered his mouth and coughed a few times: "Erchen has already done it!"

As he spoke, he took out a roll of parchment from his sleeve and handed it to the close eunuch to hand it to Xiao Zhen.

Xiao Zhen opened it and took a look, only to see the inscription "Illness on the Table", the book said: "The subordinate land belongs to Yuanliang, the industry is micro and the three good, the light road tree wind, Yu Yan Gaique, the morning night is fearful, and there is an abyss." The regency is harmonious, the structure is separated from the disease, and the big is gradually the only few, and the yin is hired to be thanked. It is difficult to keep the weapon forever, depending on the food and drink, looking up to the benevolent face, and feeling choked inside. Stealing only life and death, not enough sorrow, vowing to cut off the mourning, damage to the past wounds, Baowei holy bow, with seven hundred, although the minister does not have nine springs, there is nothing to hate. ”

After reading it, Xiao Zhen's face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were also dim, like a clear sky suddenly covered with a dark cloud.

When everyone saw him like this, they were all stunned, and they didn't know what Prince Wenhui had written.

After a while, Xiao Zhen said slowly: "Read!"

The eunuch beside him saw that the emperor's relaxed expression was gone, and he slowly became serious and terrifying, and his tone was also cold.

So he took the parchment with a trembling hand, and trembled and read the "Rapid Table" to everyone word for word.

After hearing this, everyone was very sad, and sighed one after another: "This table has nothing to do with literary brilliance, but a suicide note written by Prince Wenhui after he was infected with scabies. ”

Xiao Zhen looked up at the vast sky, with a little distraction in his eyes, and sighed lightly: "Let's invite Hongru hermits and literary masters to evaluate the merits together!"

I saw a Hongru with white hair sitting next to Xiao Chen, and he arched his hand to the Xiao royal family and said: "Tonight, I will wait for the grace of Your Majesty, and order the imperial court to comment on the masterpieces of the royal family, and evaluate one or two, lest I be shallow in my own talents, and I will laugh and be generous!

Prince Wenhui's "The Upper Table" is concise and concise, and the true feelings are revealed, which belongs to the above text; King Jingling's "Traveling to the Back Garden" writes leisurely feelings with an elegant pen, which is full of rational interest, and is a masterpiece of landscape poetry; General Xiao's "The Chapter" is magnificent, ambitious, and has a flying literary style and gorgeous rhetoric, which is really rare. After our unanimous selection, "The Chapter" stands out and is the best work!"

As soon as the old man Hongru said this, everyone talked about it, and they didn't expect that tonight's talented Kuixing would be taken away by this rough-looking and little-known military general Xiao Yan.

As I said, I will give the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen of the Imperial Family, so as I encourage, I hope that the Emperor will always remember and be loyal to the country. Xiao Zhen raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yan, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes.

Xiao Yan knelt down to accept the imperial gift: "Thank you, Lord Longen!"

Xiao Changmao and Xiao Ziliang both bowed their hands to Xiao Yan to say hello, and Princess Wukang pursed her lips when she saw this: "General Xiao is really powerful, he actually won the hearts of my two invincible brothers! If I were to be replaced, I would definitely be able to compare to him." ”

Li Ji secretly smacked his tongue, Princess Wukang is really competitive, and she has to be better than others!

The master of ceremonies and eunuchs shouted: "It's not early, tonight's royal family banquet and elegant gathering are over, and the emperor will drive back to the palace!"

Xiao Yan suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the minister has another important military situation to report!"

Xiao Zhen's face turned different, and said: "Even if it is an important military situation, then return to the palace with me, and report it separately on the way!"

"Yes!"

When Xiao Xun passed by Princess Wukang, he stopped and said, "Wukang, you also follow me back to the palace to listen!"

"Father, son-in-law is also going?" Princess Wukang was stunned, but she didn't expect that it was late at night, and her father still didn't let her go. What she has never understood is that what is the use of a princess participating in these militaristic secrets?

Xiao Zhen's face was quite unhappy and said, "What do you say?"

Princess Wukang bowed her head and said, "Obey!"

Looking at her father who was gradually moving away, Princess Wukang said to Li Ji and Linglong: "You go back to Xiaoxiang Palace first, and it seems that you have to accompany your father and emperor tonight to listen to the boring military affairs and the way of being a king!"

Li Ji and Linglong responded in unison: "Yes, princess." ”