"Fang Xusheng was too polite, he actually sent so many Wenxin fish. A kind smile appeared on the face of the university scholar Zong Qingyu, but his words were full of viciousness.

Lei Mo smiled and said: "Fang Xusheng is indeed the leader of the human race, I am afraid that there are more than two hundred fish on your boat, right? ”

Zong Qingyu said: "The top-grade Wenxin fish is indeed good, but it is nothing compared to Brother Lei's instantaneous Wenxin. ”

Fang Yun's heart sank to a low point.

There are no detailed rules for the Xuehai Race, and the general situation is that whoever sails far will win, but Xuehai Island is recognized as the end of Xuehai, and the Zonglei team actually found Xuehai Island, which is a well-deserved champion.

This means that the more than 200 strips of fish that I caught will be handed over.

Willing to gamble and lose, Fang Yun did not quibble, and comforted himself in his heart not to be angry, but that sense of loss could never be eliminated.

This defeat is too fatal, and he will gain nothing in Xuehai.

In the period when everyone's strength is growing, if there is no growth, it is backward.

Hearing the "Instant Wenxin", Fang Yun was a little relieved from his heavy heart, looked up at the front, and carefully looked at Lei Mo's building boat.

In the corner of the ship, the water bubbles floated, and a golden fish was swimming slowly in it.

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, his face was full of helplessness, God really didn't give him a way to live, and it was just a matter of failing in the race, and the instant Wenxin fish he saw in the eye of the typhoon was actually caught by Lei Mo.

Lei Mo brushed his long beard, smiled in his eyes, and said: "It's just luck, the old man wanted to catch another fish, but who knew that this 'embattled fish' came out, and the old man shook his hand and caught it." ”

Zong Qingyu glanced at Fang Yun and said, "Brother Lei is too humble. Fang Xusheng said that opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared, and you are the one who is prepared. If it is someone else, even if you encounter this Wenxin fish, you may not be able to catch it. ”

Gu Yuan on the other boat said with a smile: "What Qing Yu said is right, don't be modest, brother Zong." With embattled, even if you encounter the Great Demon King, you have the strength to fight. ”

Lei Mo smiled and nodded.

Fang Yun's heart was full of regret, he didn't expect it to be an embattled Wenxin fish, but unfortunately although he saw this instantaneous Wenxin fish at that time, it was too far away and had no chance to catch it at all.

Embattled is the heart of the moment. If you are in the lower grade, you can only use it once, but it is extremely powerful. Once embattled is used, within three breaths, the war verse will change from one to four, and will appear in each of the enemy's four directions, attacking the enemy at the same time.

This kind of momentary literal heart is too powerful, and if it is combined with some poetic visions or other literary hearts, it will cause extremely terrifying lethality.

It is said that there was a conflict between the human race and the demon barbarians in the Ten Cold Ancient Lands, and a great Confucian of the Zeng family relied on it to be embattled. Kill a big demon king of the enemy in the blink of an eye, shock the audience, and force back the strong enemy.

There is a fleet of thunder ships in front of it, and there are sea beasts around it. Fang Yun felt that he was now embattled and in a desperate situation.

When the sea beasts near the small island in the middle of the sea saw the dragon boat appear, most of them did not move, only the three sea beasts rushed towards the dragon boat.

Lei Mo smiled: "Fang Xusheng. Now that the race is over, I think you might as well jump ship. We will continue to fish here until we get back to the beach. We will receive these Wenxin fish from you. In addition, I am very grateful to Fang Xusheng for making such a huge contribution to the Zonglei family, so many Wenxin fish, it is enough for our Zonglei family to be grateful to you for generations!"

Fang Yun took a deep breath and suppressed all the anger in his heart, but his fists were clenched tightly. Fang Yun did not give up because of this, continued to control the dragon boat, and rushed towards the small island in the middle of the sea, as long as he entered the range of the small island in the middle of the sea, he did not have to worry about the sea beast.

On the edge of the small island in the middle of the sea, there are three huge building boats, and three Tsing Yi scholars stand on the bow of a building ship, like the children of a high family looking down on the common people in the world, with schadenfreude, triumphant, and a trace of regret and regret in their eyes.

Lei Mo sighed: "I didn't expect that Wan Shengfang Zhenguo was defeated after all. ”

From today onwards, he will probably understand that the power of the real wealthy family is far from being comparable to that of a humble son like him. It's best for him to be a man with his tail between his legs, if he is still rampant, what awaits him will not only be a failure of Xuehai, but also a failure of life!" Zong Qingyu said.

"His talent is undoubted, his merits are undoubted, his biggest mistake is to be arrogant and arrogant, and he will not bow his head in the face of the wealthy family! If he lowered his head before, he would have the opportunity to walk with his head held high in the future, and now, if he does not bow his head, he must be lowered! After that, I have countless ways to make him bow his head!"

"It's a pity, the old man has always admired Fang Yun, but the family is important, and the old man must beat him. Lei Mo said shyly.

Zong Qingyu smiled coldly and said: "If Fang Yun sincerely admits defeat and goes to the door of my sect to walk naked in the snow and take the guilt, then our sect family may be able to forgive him, if he still doesn't know how to advance and retreat after this defeat, then it is no wonder that he will be defeated again and again, shatter his courage, and destroy his holy way!"

"There are so many crazy births, but in front of the family, they are just ants. Gu Yuan looked at Fang Yun in the distance, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

Lei Mo pretended to say: "There was once a son of a poor family who boasted of his extraordinary talent and arrogance, criticized our family for not allowing people, and used the poor girl who weaved cloth to describe herself, and made a crooked poem that was extremely different. Although the poem is poor, it is important that the emotion is real, and it is quite similar to Fang Xusheng's current situation today, the old man is itchy and wants to change the poem, but he is afraid of offering ugliness, so he still doesn't do it. ”

Zong Qingyu and Gu Yuan glanced at each other, smiled together, and Zong Qingyu said: "Brother Lei, don't be modest, your building ship is the best in the sea, and it may not look as good as Fang Yun's dragon boat, but it must be much better in other aspects." Besides, since it is a poem for the void saint, it must be made. ”

"Brother Lei's talent, people of my generation have been like thunder many years ago. Brother Lei must not be too humble, since it is quite similar to the current situation of Fang Xusheng, then it should be taken out. Tanigaki Road.

Lei Mo sighed and said, "What you two said makes sense. This poem is not a satire of Fang Xusheng, but mainly a pity, you should not be mistaken. ”

"Naturally, naturally!" the two nodded and smiled.

The two knew that the winner naturally had the posture of a winner, and naturally he had to affirm Fang Yun to show his generosity and win a good name for himself, and at the same time, he also had to say a few words of sarcasm about Fang Yun, and he couldn't let Fang Yun have a good time.

"Okay, then the old man will recite the new poem. After Lei Mo finished speaking, he began to recite the poem.

"Pengmen didn't know Qiluoxiang, and he wanted to ask a good matchmaker to hurt himself.

Who loves to be romantic and stylish?

Dare to praise the ten fingers as delicate, and do not draw the eyebrows long.

I hate to press the gold thread year after year, and make wedding clothes for others. ”

The eyes of the two lit up when they heard this.

"Good poems! Good poems! Especially the last 'bitter hatred presses the golden thread every year, making wedding clothes for others', it is really a superb poem, and Brother Lei will inevitably leave a name for it!"

"Hahaha, Qingyu is polite. Lei Mo was overjoyed.

Gu Yuan glanced at Fang Yun and said, "This poem compares the poor girl to Fang Xusheng, which is very appropriate. The poor folk girl didn't wear silk clothes, and no one said that she was a matchmaker, so she could only take the initiative to find someone to talk to the matchmaker, and she was secretly sad when she thought about it. This poor girl is also full of pessimism about marriage, because nowadays men like women to paint fashionable makeup, and no one likes poor girls to dress up in a light style. Back then, Fang Xusheng was bullied before he was a child, probably like a poor girl. ”

Zong Qingyu said: "After Fang Xusheng became famous, he rarely participated in the literary meeting, and he didn't seem to have heard the rumors of jealousy with other scholars, just like a poor girl, he was proud of his ten fingers for being able to weave exquisite needlework, and he didn't want to be better at dressing up than other women. That poor girl hated deeply, and the gold thread embroidery that she had worked hard to weave every year should be worn on her body and used on her wedding, but in the end, she could only sell it to the women of large families and become someone else's wedding dress! ”

Gu Yuan praised: "Brother Lei must have seen a deep hatred in Fang Xusheng's eyes, so he changed it to such a good poem. The resentment in the last two sentences went straight to the sky, and even I sighed for Fang Xusheng. ”

Zong Qingyu smiled and said: "I don't feel anything, I just think that the poor girl in the poem is really pitiful, as for Fang Yun's son, he should have given us all the Wenxin fish, he originally owed our Zong family Lei family!

Lei Mo said: "Brother Qingyu, you have distorted my original poem. This poem mainly praises Fang Xusheng's elegant style, which is not as knowledgeable as those of us vulgar readers. As for the final 'bitterness and hatred of pressing gold threads year after year, making wedding clothes for others', there is a lot of regret, and there is absolutely no other meaning. You must not misinterpret it as the old man mocking him. ”

"Haha, Brother Lei is right. Fang Xusheng bitterly hated pressing the gold thread every year, making wedding clothes for others, it will inevitably be famous all over the world and be included in the history books, this is a good thing, how can it be said that it is a bad thing? You, this is helping Fang Xusheng to become famous, in the future, when others see those embroideries, wedding clothes, and poor girls, they will naturally think of Fang Xusheng!"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, all without saying a word, everyone was in an extremely comfortable mood, praising Fang Yun on the surface, but in fact they were laughing and attacking, this kind of poetry was far more vicious than the poems that directly attacked Fang Yun.

Fang Yun looked at the three of them and said, "What a 'bitter hatred of pressing gold threads every year and making wedding clothes for others', Scholar Lei is really a pearl of words." ”

Lei Mo smiled: "By the way, the old man forgot to write a poem title for this poem, why don't you call it "Xuehai Imitates a Poor Girl to Send Fang Yun"?"

"Fang Yun, this poor girl...... Ahem, slip of the tongue. Fang Xusheng, this poem has lofty intentions, don't let down Brother Lei's hard work. Remember, don't be like that lowly poor girl, who can't get married and brags about herself, and finally ends up with a tragic ending of making wedding clothes for others. In the future, we must learn to bow our heads, learn to give up the so-called high style, and be a normal reader!"

"Well, I'll make a note of it. But before I fail to return to the beach, I'm going to get out of my bad spirits, eighteenth, nineteenth, and twentieth!".

(To be continued......)