"The emperor walked out of the small city of Qianlong and met Han Zhen at Chaotianmen Station in Yudu City. This fateful beautiful encounter announced the birth of the first martial arts general under the command of the Great Emperor in the future, the Martial Saint Han Zhen!"

- The first volume of "The Road of the Great Emperor", by Gong Xiaosheng.

On the bus, Yu Bao watched the scenery along the way. Wentang Town, Sanjiang Town, Qijiang River, Jiangjin Bazi 。。。。。。 The terrain is vaguely similar to the world "over there", but the sky is bluer, the water is greener, the river is wider, the mountains are verdant, and the mountains are vast. Just like Qianlong City, the buildings you see along the way are a mix of ancient and modern, with modern buildings and antique pavilions and courtyards with carved beams and paintings.

From Qianlong to Yudu, it takes five hours by bus, which is not too far. In my memory, the "fool" Yu Bao has never walked out of Qianlong District for more than ten years, which is really pitiful. The bus gradually reached the foot of the mountain along the winding mountain road, and heard the passengers talking about "finally arrived at the capital city of Chongqing." Yu Bao looked up and couldn't help exclaiming: "I'm relying on such a high city wall!"

How high is 100 zhang high! Converted into "meters", that is, 30 meters, as high as a ten-story building! There is a bronze city tower on the city wall, the city tower is directly below the huge door hole, there are two 10-meter-high city gates open in the door hole, the door hole is written "Chongqing Capital City", the calligraphy is rich in ancient flavor, the silkworm head swallowtail, the vertical is eight points, it is obvious that it is from the hand of a famous artist!

After passing through the door hole and entering the Yudu City, the whole scene was completely different from Yu Bao's memory. Yu Bao can understand: even the mode of civilization development is different, and it must not be the modern urban scene with high-rise buildings, noisy sound and colorful colors. On the contrary, Yu Bao saw the city of Yudu, which is more like a garden city that combines ancient city and modernity: antique pavilions and courtyards are mixed with modern high-rise buildings, the streets are paved with smooth cyan stone slabs, and the ancient trees beside the roads are towering。。。。。

Transportation is still dominated by rail buses and buses, and there are very few 'cars' that travel through the city. Yu Bao also saw several spaceships in the sky, but the shape was different from the plane, more like a 'flying saucer'!

After getting off the train, Yu Bao inquired about the location of the fast train, changed to the rail bus to the Chaotianmen Express Train Station, found the ticket office and bought a ticket to Daliangshan Town, nine o'clock in the evening, and saw that it was only eleven o'clock in the morning, and decided to go around and eat something.

Han Zhen decided to run away from home! She didn't want to be a victim of a political marriage!

I don't want to marry the merry son of Wei Changqiu, the speaker of the Xiangtao Mansion-that guy is still a martial artist? According to the news that the second brother helped inquire, that bastard is now in his third year of high school, ruined more than a dozen girls, and even made five girls pregnant and aborted, and he didn't even give 100 yuan to others, he is a scumbag who is not as good as a pig and a dog!

Let yourself marry that scumbag? Don't even think about it!Phew, phew, phew!

I heard that the mother of the "scumbag" would come to the house tomorrow to propose marriage, but Han Zhen couldn't wait, and he didn't want to wait for a moment! When he went to school in the morning and obediently took two classes, he pretended to be sick and asked for leave and left. Han Zhen thought about it, and heard the second brother say that during this time, their class and a liberal arts class were going to Daliang Mountain for trial, so he went to Daliang Mountain to find the second brother, and the second brother loved himself the most since he was a child!

Chaotianmen, located at the confluence of the Yangtze River and Jialing River, looks at Wang Mountain in the distance, and looks at the Jialing River in the near distance, with beautiful scenery. On a mountain cliff that protrudes and extends to the river, there is an 800-year-old viewing pavilion, which is an excellent place for literary cultivation to view and write!

Yu Bao walked outside the viewing pavilion, there were already seven or eight people in the pavilion, chattering and chanting poems, and two or three people were writing and painting on a table covered with demon animal skins, which should be improvised. Outside the pavilion, there were actually four people dressed as guards guarding them, and they stopped everyone who wanted to enter the pavilion to watch the scenery, saying that the son of the standing councilor of Yudu Prefecture was organizing the "Liangjiang Cultural Society" and was not allowed to enter!

Yu Bao looked at it, the sons and brothers in the pavilion were all in their twenties, all wearing brocade robes, except for a first-class literary teacher, the others were all scholars. Those few entourage guards, one martial artist and second rank, and the rest are martial artists. Yu Bao was stopped outside the pavilion, although he was angry, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he sat down on a bench outside the pavilion, looked at the scenery, and also saw the "improvisational masterpieces" of those sons and brothers. ”

In order to keep a low profile, Yu Bao controlled his strength in the eight-rank scholar when he went out.

"With it, I'm inspired," exclaimed a guy with a big black mole on his face, "Listen to me, the waves of the two big rivers are wide, and the beautiful women by the river are rippling with tears." I said don't be sad, sister, brother makes you feel refreshed!"

"Hahaha, it's so wet, it's so wet, Brother Chang's work is straightforward, it makes people think about it, okay! Brother Chang writes it down, it must have a literary atmosphere!" Everyone in the pavilion slapped their farts wildly, laughing. Including the first-class literary teacher, he also shook his head and said with a lewd smile: "Chang Gongzi is a good poet! Zhang is willing to ghostwrite for Chang Brother and record this masterpiece!"

Yu Bao couldn't help laughing, Nima was a group of straw bales, it is estimated that the surname Chang is the son of the so-called Chang Councilor, and the first-class literary teacher doesn't care about his face and pats his ass. Wen Shijing can be a high school Chinese teacher, it's simply insulting!

"Trash, shit, hooligans, bastards, scum!", Yu Bao heard someone next to him scolding in a whisper of hatred. Turning around, a dirty little beggar sat beside him with a small backpack on his back: messy hair, some mud on his face, a gray coat stained with a few pieces of oil, and a pair of shoes stained with mud。。。。。。

"Little brother, why do you hate them so much?" Yu Bao asked with a smile.

"Of course you hate it! You listen to the trash poems written by the surname Chang, it's just bullshit, and you insult women! The vassal Fengya ran to the Chaotianmen Viewing Pavilion to hold a literary meeting? Shame on people!" The little beggar clenched his fist, "I really want to beat that bastard!"

"Hehe," Yu Bao patted the little beggar on the shoulder, "Little brother, jealousy and hatred is a good character, I am optimistic about you!"

The little beggar's body trembled slightly, and he raised his head to look at Yu Bao: "Doesn't Uncle hate these second ancestors?"

Hey, Yu Bao saw the little beggar's white and smooth throat, rubbed, it turned out to be a little Lori, no wonder the clothes and face are dirty, but there is a faint smell of excellent body fragrance! Pretend to be a little beggar?

Yu Bao plucked a piece of hay from the little beggar's hair and said, "Little brother, why do you want to hate?

As he spoke, he heard the Chang Gongzi in the hall say: "Everyone, you are in love, the poem just now was just a joke, just to amuse everyone." Haha, this son is actually the best at modern poetry, I just thought of a poem, please everyone, and Master Zhang advises!"

After speaking, Chang Gongzi solemnly stood in front of the case, and recited aloud while writing: "Chaotianmen Viewing Pavilion has a feeling - ah, I am standing in Chaotianmen Viewing Pavilion, looking at the two rivers together, and the distant mountains are covered with fog. The Jialing River is like a resentful woman in a long drought and rushes into the arms of the Yangtze River, hugging, kissing, and demanding frantically! Yudu, like a huge mother, we live in her womb!"

"It's wet, it's wet!"

Yu Bao was surprised to see that a few traces of white literary atmosphere appeared on the animal skin on which Chang Gongzi wrote bullshit poems!

The literary tone naturally attracted the sycophancy of the straw bags, and the scholar surnamed Zhang shook his head and commented: "Chang Gongzi's talent is like a glow in the sky, admire! Everyone look at this sentence 'Yudu, like a huge mother, we live in her womb!' wonderful, wonderful。。。。。。 ”

The little beggar couldn't help it, and said loudly: "A group of stupid pigs who are not as good as bullshit, even I, a martial artist, know that this poem is not shitty, and the god of literature is also blind to give a few hints of culture!"

"Bold" "Presumptuous, dare to insult the god of literature!" "Who is it? Get out, which bastard?

The scholar surnamed Zhang walked out of the pavilion, walked to Yu Bao and the little beggar, stared at the little beggar fiercely, and said: "It's you, dirty Suhua'er (called Huazi in Yudu dialect), do you know who you are scolding? A little warrior, looking for death?" After speaking, his right hand flushed with a red literary aura, and slapped the little beggar in the face with a fierce slap! This slap is solid, and the little beggar has to be disfigured!

Yu Bao stood up, stretched out his hand and gently pulled the little beggar to his side to protect him, and said angrily: "Your Excellency is also in the realm of a literary teacher, so you can't help but be too ruthless!"

The Wenshi surnamed Zhang fell into thin hands, and a trace of evil flashed on his face, "Yo, eight-grade scholar, boy, if you want to be chivalrous, you have to weigh your own skills!" The entourage guards also surrounded him, and the second-grade martial artist whispered a few words to the Wenshi surnamed Zhang.

"Well, good," the scholar surnamed Zhang said to Bao after listening, "Chang Gongzi is elegant, since you are a scholar, then compare with me to create, if you lose, don't blame me for throwing you and this rabbit cub from this viewing pavilion into the Yangtze River to feed the fish!"

"Throw it into the river to feed the fish, it's so ruthless!" Yu Bao was ready to fight, thinking about it. Yu Bao said coldly: "What if I win?"

"Is it possible? Will you win?" The Wenshi surnamed Zhang sneered: "That's it, I'll make the decision on behalf of Chang Gongzi, if you win, you can leave safely with this little beggar." ”

"Not enough!" Yu Bao unbuttoned the cuffs of his clothes, showed the communicator, and said: "Bet 200,000, I lost, this communicator belongs to you!"

Zhang's surname is Zhang Ying, a guest recruited by Chang Gongzi, seeing the communicator, his eyes are greedy, thinking that he is in his thirties, and his entire property is only 500,000 yuan, and he is not willing to buy this latest third-generation communicator.

Zhang Ying took out a crystal bank card, showed the balance on the card, 300,000, and said: "See, if you win, I will immediately transfer 200,000 to you." Zhang Ying didn't think he would lose at all, and a few days ago I heard that I was going to come here with Chang Gongzi to have a meeting, I made some preparations, I had some ideas, I wanted to perform well in front of Chang Gongzi, but now I use it. There is a big difference between scholars and scholars!

Zhang Ying was in front, and Yu Bao led the little beggar behind and walked into the viewing pavilion. A group of straw bales saw that there was a good show to watch, and they were all excited. That Chang Gongzi volunteered to be a referee!

"Start writing at the same time in one minute, the style is not limited, and the winner is divided by the color and concentration of the style! The Liangjiang Literary Association Yipin Scholar Zhang should respond to the eight-grade scholar competition of scattered cultivation, start now!" Chang Gongzi announced decently, and did not forget to smear gold on his face!

Yu Bao and Zhang Ying each sat still, thought for a while, and began to write.

Zhang Ying wrote a modern poem, and the block letters are also decent: Looking at the two rivers---------- I don't know why, I will be so sad. The rushing waves of the two rivers, like a story of the old days, will never be forgotten in my heart. The river is empathetic, and it flows into the distance with my prayers. I realize, I am strong, I desire.

Zhang Ying finished writing, his face was pale. At the beginning, the white literary atmosphere floated up an inch, and after the pen was put down, it became a very light red, which was also in line with his identity as a first-class literary teacher. Zhang Ying straightened his chest and closed his eyes to absorb the literary atmosphere, waiting for the applause and compliments of the audience! After waiting for a long time, that bit of literary atmosphere had already been absorbed, how could he be quiet? When he opened his eyes, how could it be?

I saw that in front of Yu Bao, the orange literary aura floated five feet------ cross-border creation! And across two realms! A scholar of the eighth grade actually wrote a writer-level work!!

All the sons and daughters in the viewing pavilion, that expression can no longer be described as surprised, it can definitely be described as "eating sperm"!

Yu Bao copied an ancient poem, the late Yuan Dynasty poet Gao Qi's "Ascending Jinling Yuhuatai and Looking at the River", renamed "Chaotianmen Viewing Pavilion Feeling". In order to appear less shocking, Yu Bao took the first eight sentences, appropriately modified the situation, did not use the thin gold body, and used the official book: The big river comes from the ten thousand mountains, and the mountains are all the way to the east of the river. Nanshan is like a dragon going to the west alone, wanting to break the huge waves and ride the long wind. The country does not give in to each other, and the shape is prosperous and praises the glory of the world. Read the ancient and modern 30,000 years, quietly pay the flowing water and smoke and rain.

In this world, the realm of a work cannot be accurately judged in the mind, and it must be written to know. Yu Bao obviously had a bad judgment, and knew that he could be crushed, but who knew that it was too much!

In the amazement of everyone, Yu Bao finished absorbing the tone and stretched out his hand, "You lost, bring the bank card"

Zhang Ying was hesitant and looked at Chang Gongzi for help.

"Master Zhang, if you lose, you will lose, give it to others!" Chang Gongzi was also single, and looked at Yu Bao eagerly after speaking: "Childe is a genius! Can you give face to the next one, please go to Linjiang Building for a drink! Chang wanted to ask Gongzi for advice. "Although Chang Gongzi's literary collection in the scholarly realm can't be on the stage, his judgment is still a little, and he can write works that span two major realms.

Yu Bao took the bank card that Zhang Ying slowly took out, ignored the bitter face, swiped it on his card, and then entered 200,000 yuan on the transfer interface, hugged Chang Gongzi, and said: "Childe is refreshing, but I am in the next important matter, drink with Childe another day, and say goodbye!" After finishing speaking, he threw Zhang Ying's card back, put away the work, pulled the little beggar, and left quickly.

Chang Gongzi had a calm face, this kid didn't know how to lift, he called Zhang Yinghe and the second-grade martial artist in the guard: "You follow him, see where he settles, and report to me at any time." The two followed. Chang Gongzi used a communicator to make a phone call to his father, and after Chang Kailin, a member of the Yudu Prefecture, several sons and brothers also left.