"Brother Shaojing misunderstood, I didn't say that you should harm Lu Ming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info", the reader next to him said with a smile.

"I don't know what you mean. Meng Shaojing frowned.

The man continued: "Brother Shaojing, don't forget, Xun Tianfeng and Cao Luo of the Half-Saint Family have already sent a Wendou challenge to Lu Ming, and we want to kill Lu Ming, and they want to do the same. ”

"Oh?

"Brother Shaojing is the young master of the Meng family, his reputation will not be lost to Xun Tianfeng and Cao Luo, and his future achievements are even more immeasurable, if he risks his life, it will not be worth it, but since Xun Tianfeng and Cao Luo are going to fight with Lu Mingwen, can we take advantage of this?"

"Oh...... I see what you mean. ”

Meng Shaojing nodded slightly, with a look of joy on his face, and said, "You want me to help Xun Tianfeng and them to give Lu Ming to ......."

"That's right, that's it, even if there is an accident at that time, you don't have to bear any responsibility, this is a sure deal!"

"Good idea, then after the meeting is over, I'll go to Xun Tianfeng and them to communicate. Meng Shaojing's face showed a smug expression.

After the scene returned to calm, a reader in the distance said loudly: "It's almost time now, it's time for us to see the poems written by Lu Jieyuan, right?"

"In that case, let's ask Mr. Duan to do us a favor. ”

After Lu Ming finished speaking, he took the page, walked directly to Duan Mo's table, bowed slightly, and handed the poem over.

Duan Mo took the paper and nodded in understanding, and the bachelor next to him immediately squeezed over and squeezed Duan Mo into the middle.

"You ...... Don't squeeze!"

"I'm sorry, I can't help myself. ”

The scholars sat in their places awkwardly, this scene made Lu Ming feel funny, and in order to read his own poems, he actually squeezed the famous Mr. Duan into the middle.

After reading the poem written by Lu Ming, Duan Mo slapped the table suddenly, and his face turned red with excitement: "What a 'will be the top of the mountain, a glance at the mountains', this sentence not only shocks the world, but also can temper the literary courage, great! Great! Great!"

"I'm obedient, Mr. Duan actually said 'great' three times in a row, adding up to a total of nine words, six words more than the three words of 'good' that praised Ling Yi, this poem is absolutely extraordinary!", Jing Chongming said solemnly.

"It's a bit, but it sounds a bit logical. Kong Ce laughed.

Duan Mo said excitedly: "Lu ...... Lu Jieyuan, can you give me the original manuscript of this poem? I am willing to exchange my "Ink Words" with you. ”

"Uh...... Well...... this."

"No, you can't!"

Kong Ce immediately said: "This heirloom poem is the treasure of the human race, how can it be swallowed by you alone?

"That's right! This poem is a poem that has been handed down from generation to generation, and it should be kept by the Holy Courtyard!"

"Brother Duan, if you dare to swallow this poem alone, we will all go and complain to Dongsheng!"

The spearheads of many scholars were directly pointed at Duan Mo, which made Duan Mo feel a pressure, and at the same time he was also very helpless.

Many scholars widened their eyes, and some of them were already crazy: "Is there any mistake! For the sake of Lu Ming's heirloom poem, a scholar dares to call out to Confucianism, it's too much!"

"It doesn't matter if they steal poetry, the key is...... We haven't seen it yet!"

"I want to read poetry! I want to read poetry!"

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Duan Mo suddenly made a sound like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the scene was quiet in an instant.

"Ahem...... Let's show you this poem first......"

Duan Mo immediately held the official seal and released a talent power to form a text light curtain in mid-air, and a poem appeared in everyone's sight.

"Wangyue"

How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

After reading it, the reader suddenly boiled.

"This poem is really shocking!"

"I can see a hand-me-down poem, no regrets in this life, no regrets in this life!", an elderly Hanlin burst into tears with excitement.

Lu Wenxiang commented: "Although the name of this poem is "Wangyue", there is not a single word "Wang" in the whole poem, and every sentence is written to look at Yue. The distance is from far to near, the time is from morning to dusk, and the future of the mountain is suspended by Wangyue, this kind of poetry writing technique is really exquisite, I am really eye-opening!"

Su Li nodded, and also commented: "'How is Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei is not over', just ten words cover thousands of miles, and Mount Tai is written incomparably magnificent, fascinating, and magnificent, just this sentence is amazing!"

"Brother Su's words are extremely true. ”

The nearby readers nodded their heads one after another, revealing intoxicated expressions.

"Lu Ming is simply a 'poet saint', his poems are really amazing, I have never seen such a shocking worldly poem!"

Cao Luo had to admire Lu Ming in his heart, and said with appreciation: "The 'Creation of Zhong Shenxiu, Yin and Yang Cutting Dusk' describes the beautiful scenery of Mount Tai to the extreme! The magical beauty and majestic and tall image of Mount Tai seen in the near look are the footnotes of the previous sentence "Qing Wei", in which the word 'Zhong' also writes nature with affection. ”

"The side facing the sun in front of the mountain is 'yang', and the side of the sun behind the mountain is 'yin', because the mountain is high, the sky is cut from the yin and yang side of the mountain, so it is said that it is 'yin and yang cut dusk'. ”

"'Cut' is an ordinary word, but when used here, it is indeed 'dangerous', this word is used well!

Cao Luo was amazed and said to Xun Tianfeng: "Brother Xun, how about you also comment?"

Xun Tianfeng's face was gloomy, and he originally wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but this poem was too intoxicating, so he thought about it and said: "The third sentence of 'swinging the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and deciding to enter the bird' is written to look carefully. Seeing that the clouds in the mountains are endless, the heart is also rippling. Because I stared intently for a long time, I felt as if my eye socket was broken. ”

"'Returning to the bird' is a bird that has returned to the nest in the forest, but it can be seen that it is twilight, and the reader is still in sight. It goes without saying that it contains the reader's love for the rivers and mountains of the motherland.

"The last 'will be the top of the mountain, a glance at the mountains' is even more amazing, writing from Wangyue and the willingness to climb the mountain, but also expresses the lofty ambition of the reader, the 'a glance at the mountains' momentum is enough to shock people's hearts!"

Speaking of this, Xun Tianfeng hung his head and said, "Lu Ming is so good, we are really not as good as him!"

"We are scholars from a half-saint family, and in the end we were pressed down by a poor scholar, it's really ...... Hey......", Cao Luo sighed.

Xun Tianfeng snorted again, "A well-written poem may not be a true genius, I don't believe that he can outperform our half-saint family in other aspects, at least with his contribution to the human race, he can't shake the status of our half-saint family in the human race!" )