Standing in front of the desk, Wang Lei had no thoughts for a long time.

Yongshi!

Wang Cang's and Ruan's poems are mainly Yongshi, in addition to Yongshi, the poems written must have a certain connotation and artistic conception, or have something spiritual, in order to resonate and surprise Cai Yong and Ma Ri. If he wants to write such poems, it is impossible for Wang Lei to borrow the verses of the great poets of later generations to overcome the current difficulties.

In a hurry, Wang Lei wanted to borrow a poem that echoed the scene, which was not so easy.

Wang Lei sat down and slowly sharpened the ink.

Time passed, and in a moment, a quarter of an hour slipped through the fingertips. Wang Lei slowly grinded the ink, still not in a hurry. He was slowly searching, trying to find a poem that was enough to suppress Wang Cang's momentum.

Cai Yan stood aside, regretting it in his heart.

Wang Lei has not made poems for such a long time, and it is difficult to ride a tiger, which is caused by her.

originally wanted to test it, but it could make Wang Lei lose face, which was not Cai Yan's original intention.

Wang Yun, Cai Yong, Ma Ri and others couldn't help but sigh when they saw that Wang Lei had not made poems for a long time. They all knew Wang Lei's origin, and they didn't have much hope.

Wang Lei didn't make it, but sighed lightly.

Wang Cang looked proud, and said proudly: "Lord Wang, a quarter of an hour has passed!" ”

"Noise!"

Wang Lei's hand grinding ink did not stop, and he whispered.

It's not loud, but it's harsh.

Wang Lei didn't even raise his head, which stimulated Wang Cang even more.

This scene made Wang Cang so angry that he almost became angry. However, Wang Cang still had to suppress the anger in his heart, he thought to himself: "You are arrogant, you continue to be arrogant." If you can't make a poem, or if you don't make a good poem, there will be a time when you will be disgraced. The longer it drags on, the more it will reveal your incompetence. ”

Wang Cang gritted his teeth with hatred, and his expression was very cold.

Wang Lei thought about the time of approaching a cup of tea, and his eyes lit up.

In his heart, he already had an idea.

That's her verse!

Wang Lei sat next to the desk, adjusted his sitting posture, lifted his robe, and lifted the brush. His posture of holding the pen was presented, which instantly made Cai Yong's eyes light up. As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Among all the people present, the best calligraphy person is Cai Yong, when Cai Yong saw Wang Lei's posture of holding the pen, he was surprised, knowing that the person in front of him may not be simple.

Wang Lei was dipped in ink and waved his pen!

"Song of History"

Two vigorous and powerful brush words were presented, and there was already an exclamation of exclamation.

Cai Yan's eyes widened, looking incredulous.

After the title was finished, Wang Lei continued to write.

Born as a hero,

Death is also a ghost.

So far, I think of Xiang Yu.

Refused to cross the river.

After writing a poem, Wang Lei added another sentence: "When the princes from all walks of life gathered in the Tiger Prison Pass, and the momentum was at its peak, Yuan Shao suddenly retreated, so that the alliance collapsed. "A brief remark, just talking about the collapse of the alliance, there is no later words, but it is a desire to speak. This poem is Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrain"

Wang Cang and Ruan both began with Yongshi, and Wang Lei changed the name of the poem to a simple 'Yongshi'.

In addition, Wang Lei also made a simple gaze on the understanding of the verses.

Cai Yong stared at this picture and read this poem, his eyes lit up, and he looked incredible. This is not the first time that Wang Lei's words have been published, but this era is not the era of developed networks in later generations. After a small incident happens, future generations can spread throughout the country in an instant, making it known to everyone.

In this era, after a major event happens, it takes a long time to spread.

Wang Lei wrote 'Wang Lei visited here' in Nanpi County, and wrote a few words in Jizhou, but it has not yet spread. Even Wang Yun, Cai Yong and others don't know Wang Lei's words.

In front of everyone, Wang Lei's handwriting was displayed, which shocked everyone.

The vigorous power of Yan Ti characters is fully displayed, and a kind of calligraphy that is very different from the current one is vividly displayed on the paper.

Cai Yong praised it: "This handwriting should be a generation of grandmasters!" ”

Cai Yan looked at Wang Lei in surprise, his eyes were already full of stars, full of admiration.

I thought Wang Lei couldn't do it, but I didn't expect it to be a blockbuster.

Wang Cang's face turned pale and clenched his fists.

Ma Ri stroked his beard under his chin and nodded: "I have read a lot of books and know all kinds of fonts, but I have never seen such a font. This word is different from the current font, unique, a skimming through the back of the paper, vigorous and powerful, every word is solemn, simple and majestic, majestic, breathtaking! ”

"This painting can be called everyone's work!"

Yang Biao pinched his beard and couldn't help nodding in admiration.

Cai Yong was very happy in his heart, he quickly grabbed the Cai Hou paper written by Wang Lei, and said with a smile: "Zhugong, this character is temporarily kept by the old man, let the old man study and study, and when the time comes, he will appreciate it with the prince." ”

Wang Yun said: "Bo Jiao, this poem has not been judged yet. ”

Ma Ri nodded and said, "Lord Wang's handwriting can be called everyone's work, and this poem is also a swan song for the ages." The opening ten words, 'life as a hero, death as a ghost', is imposing, and it is impressive. The combination of these ten words is no longer a simple word, and it is beyond ordinary poetry. ”

What the ten words embody is a kind of essence condensation, a kind of spirit bearing, and a fearless attitude. That kind of awe-inspiring wind and bones, majestic and righteous, filled the heavens and the earth, making the ghosts and gods change color. ”

"The last ten words, 'I still think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.'" It's the finishing touch. ”

This is hating Yuan Shao for retreating from the battle, and hating Yuan Shao for only caring about his personal interests. As the saying goes, take a step back and open the sky, but it is only a river away, but it is the boundary of life and death; It's just a thought, but it's a choice of survival. In order to be worthy of the hero's name, worthy of the body of a seven-foot man, and worthy of the trust of Jiangdong's father, Xiang Yu repaid him with death. ”

"If Yuan Shao is worthy of the people of the world and the Yuan clan, the general trend of the world has already changed, and it is not the current situation. It's a pity, it's a pity that Yuan Shao is selfish. ”

"Lord Wang remembers Xiang Yu and hates Yuan Shao, the last two lines of the poem are wonderful, wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Ma Ri nodded again and again, his eyes full of appreciation.

Cai Yong stroked the beard under his chin, and also looked praising and said: "This poem by Lord Wang can be called a swan song. Wang Cang's poems have connotations and already, but they do not have the spirit of Lord Wang, and they make judgments. ”

Wang Cang's expression instantly withered, and his expression was embarrassed.

originally wanted to embarrass Wang Lei, but he didn't expect Wang Lei to be a master. A handwriting is a precedent for a while, and even a poem written by the pen can be called a swan song for the ages, but Wang Cang is unwilling in his heart.

How can a person from a gangster background write such a poem.

Wang Cang took a deep breath and said, "Lord Wang's handwriting is commendable. As your predecessors said, this picture of Lord Wang is worthy of the grandmaster of the previous generation. But after all, Lord Wang did not go to school, and I do not believe that he could write such poems, and I suspect that he copied someone else's poems. Unless it's up to me to come up with the question, Lord Wang will make a few poems that are appropriate for the occasion. ”

Wang Lei changed color, this Wang Cang really doesn't know what to do, and he even wants to provoke.