If Li Liu's words were heard by ordinary martial artists, he would probably be angry to death. Breaking through a small realm in three days, such a fast promotion speed is simply demonic. You must know that if a genius martial artist wants to break through a small level in the late stage of martial arts, it will take at least several months of hard training, and ordinary martial artists will even take more than a year. But Li Liu broke through a small level in three days, but he didn't know that he was satisfied at all, but complained a little.

In fact, I don't blame Li Liu, since he has been instilled with romantic internal force, which upgrade of Li Liu is not more than a dozen or even dozens of small levels at a time. Compared with this, breaking through a small realm in three days is very slow.

"It's really boring, let's take a break from the world. Li Liu's heart moved, and he flew directly from Tianju Mountain Star back to Xiaoao World, and at the same time set the time of Jianghu World to stop.

Li Liu's entry into the world of rivers and lakes this time was not long, and it was still late at night when he returned to the world of Xiaoao. Li Liu can arbitrarily control the time in the world of rivers and lakes, but he does not have the ability to control the time in the world. He was also happy to be idle, and slept comfortably until dawn.

Early the next morning, Li Liu and Ling Hu rushed to get up and wash up, and decided to go to Ren Yingying to learn the piano together. Unexpectedly, he was dragged by Yue Lingshan to see the flower party, and said that Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong would also go together. The head and master are gone, and Li Liuyan can refuse.

The two of them came out to take a look, but not only Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong were going, Feng Buping and Cong Buqi also took their disciples to see this annual peony flower meeting together. More than 20 people from the Huashan Sect and more than 50 people from the Sword Sect left the inn together and went straight to the center of Luoyang City to enjoy the peonies.

The peony flower is graceful and luxurious, and it is known as the king of flowers. The peony flower also means the prosperity of the country, the family and the wealth. Since the Tang Dynasty, people have begun to love peonies. All kinds of poems praising peonies emerge in an endless stream and have been praised through the ages.

Such as Wang Wei's "Red Peony":

Famous flowers love the country, and the king often looks at it with a smile.

Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, the railing of the north chair of the Agarwood Pavilion.

Another example is Bai Juyi's "Two Songs of Cherishing Peony Flowers":

One

The melancholy red peony before the steps, there are only two branches in the evening.

The wind in the Ming Dynasty should blow away, and the night regrets the decline of the red fire.

Two

The lonely rhombic red is low to the south, and it is scattered with the wind.

It was still melancholy when it landed, not to mention floating in the dirt.

Peony flowers are sought after by literati, not only in the Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties, but also in the Ming Dynasty.

There were many young disciples in Li Liu's party, and while admiring the flowers, they crowded into the crowd. It is the nature of Chinese people to watch the excitement, let alone these young disciples. Yue Buqun and the others were afraid that the disciple would get lost and have an accident, so they had no choice but to follow.

No, I saw a crowd of no less than 1,000 people from a distance, and the disciples of Huashan rushed there again.

When the people saw that the gang was all armed with long swords, and that they were outnumbered, they all gave way one after another. Huashan and his party squeezed in to take a look, only to see a high platform in the field. There were seven tables in the center, but each one was empty.

There are also two tables on each side, where the four treasures of the study room such as pen and ink are placed. Behind each table sat two people who looked like Xiucai, and these Xiucai didn't write or draw, so they didn't know what to do.

The people in Huashan looked at the empty platform and suddenly felt bored. was about to leave, but heard a bustling sound. A gust of fragrant wind passed by, and seven young girls each held a pot of peony flowers and walked onto the stage. These peony flowers are either red or white, purple, or red and white. These pots of peonies have delicate petals and colorful colors, which are very different from the ordinary peonies seen on the road. Even those who don't know how to do it also think that it is not ordinary.

An old man walked to Taichung and stood still, and said loudly: "The old man Huang Feisa is a ** flower, and he loves poetry more." But the old man is only a shallow learner, but he can't make any nouns for future generations to praise. Therefore, the old man likes to watch elegant words and sentences. Today, on the occasion of the peony event, the contemptible people will dedicate the seven pots of the best peonies collected in their lives. Anyone who can chant can give it a try. As long as you can make good sentences, you will be judged as superior by the scholars on both sides. A poem can take away a pot of peonies. Its conditions are based on the peony on the table. ”

Huang Feisa waved his hand, and the seven young girls put the peony on the table and went down.

Ning Zhong said: "It turned out to be a lyricist, senior brother is both civil and military." Why don't you make two songs, and you can also bring back a few pots of peonies to watch every day. ”

"Yes, Master (the master) will make a few songs. The Huashan disciples immediately began to coax.

Yue Buqun shook his head and said: "I am a person in the rivers and lakes, there are not many people who can read and hyphenate, but few of them have dabbled in poetry. The sound of the mountains and fields is empty, and it pollutes the ears of others. ”

Ning Zhong pursed his lips and smiled: "Look at you, there are times when you can't." ”

Yue Lingshan took Lin Pingzhi's hand and shook it: "Xiao Linzi, isn't your family a scholarly family? You go up and make a song, and win that pot of pink peony flowers and send it to me." ”

Lin Pingzhi looked at Li Liu as if asking for help, but Li Liu pretended not to see it, Lin Pingzhi had to answer honestly: "Sister Shan, my Lin family is a dart for a living, and a martial arts heirloom, but I can't do poetry." ”

Lu Dayou shook Ling Hu Chong: "Senior brother, you go and win that pot of peony flowers and give it to the little junior sister." ”

Ling Hu Chong glanced at Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi bitterly, and then shook his head: "I can't do it." ”

Ying Bailuo said: "Last time at the Hengshan Conference, the song "Laughter, Pride, Jianghu" composed by Senior Brother Li was really amazing. Senior Brother Li will write another seven or eight songs, and take all the peonies on it. ”

Li Liu said angrily: "Take it all, can you take it alone?"

Ying Bailuo said: "We have nearly 100 brothers in the Huashan faction, and we are afraid that we will not be able to take seven or eight pots of peony flowers?"

Li Liu pointed around: "Look at the eyes of those people looking at the peony on the stage, just like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman." You've taken it all, can you walk away?"

Lu Dayou hurriedly jumped over and said, "Senior Brother Li, just go up and chant poetry, stay for a while, and the junior brothers will protect you and fight your way out of the encirclement!"

Li Liu touched his forehead: "Sweat one." ”

Lu Dayou asked strangely: "Senior brother, what is Khan?"

Lu Da has an ancient, how to understand the meaning of the popular phrase "Khan one" in later generations.

Li Liu knocked on his head hard: "Sweat your head!"

Shu Qi crossed dozens of senior brothers before coming to Li Liu's side, and said in a milky voice: "Senior brother, you can go up and win a pot of peonies and go home." Put it on the righteous hall of Huashan, you can see it every day. ”

Li Liu hesitated and nodded. Although Li Liu doesn't know how to appreciate peonies, it's good to get a few pots and put them back to see.

Ning Zhong asked unconvincedly: "Liu'er, do you know how to compose poems?"

Li Liu reluctantly said, "It will be a little bit." ”

Ning Zhong nodded encouragingly, but Li Liu was in the fog. Li Liu was thinking about what poems about peony flowers there were after the Ming Dynasty, and he was going to plagiarize one or two poems. As a result, after thinking about it for a long time, I only thought of Tang and Song. Li Liu had no intention of catching a glimpse of Shu Qi's long sword, and gritted his teeth, be original! Ye was a scholarly literary young man in his previous life, and it was not a problem to write a few beautiful poems. opened his mouth and praised loudly: "Fighting swords and rivers and lakes, jealousy of evil heroes, life is endless." The most is the love of children and daughters, and they are ashamed to accompany summer flowers. Picking incense and rain, the sword dances to the end of the world. The foundation jade masonry is made of nature, and the national color is carved in the world. ”

"Good!" Huang Feisa clapped his hands and said, "What a good life, the road is endless! A good child is long, ashamed to accompany summer flowers! Picking incense and rain, the sword dances the world." Good sentences, the most beautiful is the last two sentences: 'The foundation and jade are made of nature, and the national color is carved in the world'. ”

Huang Feisa admired for a moment, and a pedant next to him had already presented this word book. Huang Feisa unfolded it and looked at it for a long time before he asked a young girl to come up and take the words away. Huang Feisa hugged his fists at Huashan and said, "I don't know which gentleman gave this good sentence, can you come up and see you." ”

Li Liufei came to the stage, hugged his fists at Huang Feisa and said, "Uncle Huang, you are so polite in your late life." ”

Huang Feisa frowned, and quickly separated: "I didn't expect it to be a descendant, and we are dying." Hahahaha......"

Huang Feisa smiled, pointed to the pot of pink and white peony peony and said to Li Liu: "'The foundation and jade are made of nature, and the national color is carved in the world'." Childe just wrote a poem, but he praised this pot of peonies. ”

Li Liu nodded yes, and Huang Feisa smiled and asked a girl to come up and bring the pot of peonies to Li Liu. Li Liu unceremoniously accepted it and handed it to Yue Lingshan, and Yue Lingshan was so happy that her eyes were smiling. Ling Hu Chong sighed secretly, Senior Brother Li really likes Little Senior Sister too. In terms of martial arts and talent, he is not an opponent.

Huang Feisa hugged his fist at Li Liu: "I don't know if the son still has a good sentence to give? There are still six pots of peonies for the ownerless flowers." ”

Li Liu touched his beardless chin, pointed to the pot of pure white peonies and said, "Just let it be." ”

Huang Feisa bowed: "I wish to hear good news." ”

Li Liu immediately wrote a poem: "Born in the dirt and grass, the heart is like the moon and the blue sky." Lifelong free fragrance, the next year will still be fragrant. ”

Huang Feisa couldn't stop nodding, this poem wrote the noble character of the white peony, which was awe-inspiring.

The white peony was also taken away by Li Liu, and he said to Shu Qi: "This pot is placed in the righteous qi hall." ”

took away two pots of excellent peonies at once, and everyone thought that Li Liu was leaving. After Li Liu handed over the flowers to Shu Qi, he turned back to the stage again, staring at the pot of fiery red peony flowers with his eyes. Everyone knows that writing poems and essays requires the artistic conception to be brewed, and they all hold their breath and wait for the following.

"Five thousand years of heroes have gone to dust. The sound of drums and horns drifts by, and the strengths of men and children should be to protect the family and defend the country. How can it be, the projectile insect body, also committed the Celestial Empire? Eight million male soldiers slaughtered the world, and set up a 100,000-mile long car to break through Yingzhou. Throwing blood all over the ground, I know why the color is red.

Women are not inferior to British men, and Jiao Rui is still in the male pass. Underestimate the rivers and lakes to compete for strengths and weaknesses, and promote the British in the overseas world. Under the knife, the husband immediately cried, and the thousands of mountains and butterflies flew red. Or maybe, the Shenzhou Wokou drove away the sun, and Yi Cong laughed next to the small fence. The moon returned to the hometown, and the peony was red the next day. ”