"This poem is wonderful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" All the compliments of Cai Yong in advance were shattered by the weight of the last sentence, and he could only say these three words.

He let out a long sigh, and then said slowly: "Especially the 'gratuitous' and the ending sentence...... I didn't expect that it could remind the old man of some old things, and today I should thank you Zhang Lang......"

As he spoke, Cai Yong was about to get up from his seat, but saw a woman walking out of the room separated by the curtain.

She was dressed in a plain brocade orange and yellow silk shirt, combed a woman-like weeping cloud bun, and her face was elegant and beautiful, but it was pear blossoms with rain.

"Father."

"Akihime? How did you get out. ”

This scene was obviously not what the literati present should see, and everyone said "Cai everyone" in unison to show respect, and then lowered their heads one after another.

"Yan'er still thinks that you have forgotten your mother."

Cai Yan's tone was gentle, as if there was no fluctuation, but Zhang Yu felt that the feelings in it seemed to be turbulent.

Cai Yong didn't say anything, but his eyes were as thick as a mountain.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you." As soon as Cai Yan's eyes reached the crowd, he recognized Zhang Yu among them and saluted him on the stage.

"Thank you?"

"The poem "Jin Se" not only made my father feel deeply, but Yan also deeply understood, 'This situation can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time'......" Cai Yan's eyes were red, but Qingli's face was still so pampered and not surprised, and there was a faint smile.

"If Zhang Gongzi is willing, Yan is willing to compose music for this poem and spread it all over the world."

Cai Yan composed music!

Wang Cang and Xu Gan were overjoyed when they heard this, and Ruan Yu and the others' faces also became complicated, each with their own thoughts.

Speaking of this piano skill, maybe there is still a big gap between Cai Yan and his father Cai Yong, but in terms of this reputation, the Cai family, who is the daughter of Confucianism and the "talented and beautiful", can be regarded as better than the blue.

It is conceivable that a seven-word poem of such a standard as "Jin Se" will definitely cause a sensation in Shilin after this banquet, plus Cai Yan's piano music composed for it...... Now the literary world may not be pried out of the cracks by this arrogant Zhang Yu!

"For the Father, sustain you." Cai Yong smiled, in addition to his slightly hoarse voice, where was the look of tears just now?

"The old man has a puzzle and wants to ask Zhang Lang, why did you look at your expression when you wrote a poem, not like thinking, but more like searching?"

Sure enough, it was Cai Bojiao, and even his expression could attract his attention.

Zhang Yu's heart jumped subconsciously, and then brewed for a while, and the rhetoric had been found.

"The article is made by nature, and it is a clever hand. If there is no flaw, how can we need manpower again?

If you only pay attention to the accumulation of gorgeous rhetoric, it will inevitably be ruined in the outside of the gold and jade, and it is difficult to hide the emptiness.

Rather than praising Yu's genius at composing poetry, I am the porter of the best verses in the world, they are already in my mind, and I am only responsible for making them present at the right time and place. ”

"A good sentence is made by nature, and it is a clever hand!"

Ruan Yu has no prejudice against Zhang Yu's seven-word work now, and now when he hears his classic five-word work, he can't help but praise it.

"When I am humble, I am polite, when I am arrogant, I am invincible, my brother is really a wonderful person." Wang Cang said with a smile.

"Just listening to the first six sentences of "Jin Se", I have prepared many words of praise." It is still Cai Yong who presides over the overall situation.

"But after listening to the whole poem, I think that just one sentence is enough.

The seven words of the world, no one can pass Zhang Yu. ”

"What!?"

This sentence is tantamount to thunder in everyone's ears, even if some of them thought it was a matter of course before, if it came out of Cai Yong's mouth, it would become ironclad.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, who has been highly praised by Cai Yong, one of the most influential senior citizens in the Shilin literary world today, and activated the badge of literary achievement: [The Leader of Seven Words] (Since then, your seven-word poems have become the benchmark in the world, and will surely attract countless literati to imitate.) Guarantee quality, maintain quantity, and weigh the promise. ), gain 1000 reputation points, gain 500 experience points, current reputation 5800 (13600) points, experience 3200 points. ”

"This is simply a prestige harvesting meeting...... Zhang Yu sighed, "The leader of the seven words, the sect is expected to ...... That's the life I want! ”

"In this life, I am destined not to fight on the battlefield, fight bloodily, stop the conflict for my Han'er, and expand the territory, but with my brain, plus such a system in hand-

I can become a generation of writers, and the article will make the world expensive as soon as it comes out.

What poems, saints, poets, immortals, and what words are ancestors, this is all me.

I want to single-handedly stir up the whole era. First think of a way to level the world, and then sprinkle the glory of the song over and over again.

I want to be the most dazzling star in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, so that there will be no Three Kingdoms in this world, and this life will flourish for a thousand years! ”

Zhang Yu was full of pride, but the inkers who were not angry with Zhang Yu scratched their ears and cheeks at this time and couldn't find a reason to refute.

unashamedly degraded the seven words as worthless and vulgar, but now in front of this poem, they have all become clown-like characters who jump off the beam.

These people are not only in a faint pain on their faces, as long as they look at the beautiful Zhang Lang who is trying to turn the tide and is talented, their hearts are really depressed.

"Yu, I'm honestly afraid to worship Xie Zhonglang's false praise.

However, everyone Cai's kindness was appreciated by Yuxin. ”

Zhang Yu's words set off another layer of waves.

"Hearts?"

"Is he stupid, or am I ......stupid?"

"Zhang Yu is so crazy, he is not far from extinction!"

A few people were still drawing circles in the corners, while Wang Cang and Xu Gan hurriedly said, "Zhang Lang—"

"You, but you don't want to? Cai Yan rarely showed surprise, but it was fleeting.

"No, although "Jin Se" can be circulated in the north and south of the river through Cai Dajiayu's fingers, it is just icing on the cake."

"So what do you want?"

"Yu wants to ask everyone Cai, but I wish to send charcoal in the snow."

"How?"

"Although the seven words are declining, there are examples to follow."

"Do you still want to set a precedent?"

"Cai, everyone is smart, that's right."

"But you can be sure, what kind of style it is."

"Chu has words, Han has fu, and now there are five words and seven words of poetry. And Yu is a little clumsy, neither a word nor a poem, and it is temporarily named a word. ”

"I don't know if Yan has ears."

"Whether there is an ear blessing or not, it is up to everyone."

These two people are like words and words, and the sharp edge is like a sword of words, but the corners of the eyes are gradually smiling, and the words are relatively like lingering fingers.

There are those who are jealous on the scene, and there are those who watch with good intentions, and the happiest is Cai Yong.

"In terms of talent, in terms of appearance, he is the best young man I have ever met.

Now that he has the status of a royal brother, the rich fortune of the businessman is justified, and it is not an insult to my court.

If I can see Yan'er with him, then I won't have much to worry about in this life.

I just don't know if this Zhang Yu can be married, although Yan'er is remarried, but the position of the wife can't be put down......"

When it comes to the matter of the baby daughter, even Cai Yong, who is highly respected and rich in learning, is no different from any ordinary father.

Zhang Yu smiled and did not answer Cai Yan's words directly, but walked to the door of the vermilion house again.

The bright moon was already in the middle of the sky at this moment, and Guanghua happened to cast a beam into the hall.

Zhang Yu stepped into the moonlight.

Turning around and staring, the style of this glance made the gaze in Cai Yan's eyes begin to dodge for the first time.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? ”