How many stupid people are there? Even if there is a form that can't be seen clearly, they won't take the initiative to say it, so when Su Mu said this, everyone didn't show any strange expressions. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After all, the so-called talking about the Tao is too idealistic, maybe the two of them just bowed, and Su Mu also thought that it was not necessary to have talked about it.

At least this did not let Hong Yi reveal how much background he had, although it made many people regret it, but it was not shown on his face.

At least in this scattered flower building, although the expression on Su Mu's face was still not far away or close, but looking at Hong Yi's face with a little coldness, it was something that everyone could see in their eyes, which made many guys with beautiful hearts secretly breathe, at least it didn't make Hong Yi out of the limelight.

On the contrary, Hong Yi was a little stunned when he heard Su Mu's words, but what kind of person he was, baptized from the sky, with nine inches of talent, and his smart thinking almost surpassed the sum of everyone present, and some of their thoughts that they thought were hidden could be seen by him, and he quickly understood when Su Mu said this.

This person who loves to talk about the Tao of the Tao is afraid that he really has Taoist skills, saying that they have already talked about the Tao just now, and it is also because when they first met, Hong Yi held his heart.

After all, with her face and temperament, at first glance, it is not a high monk or a great Confucian sage who can not be moved, Hong Yi, a young man, can calm down and not let her look high.

Hong Yi could only smile and return: "But I read more miscellaneous books, otherwise looking at the girl's national appearance, it will be difficult to talk to you calmly, I am afraid that I will become a speechless nerd!" ”

Su Mu is a woman in the end, how can a woman not like to be praised, with a trace of sincere thanks, he said: "The son is praised!" The posture of the little woman Pu Liu is just a crowd of officials! ”

The aqua blue gauze swayed from side to side with her movements, faintly revealing her beautiful posture, and her movements were unnatural without the slightest sense of pretentiousness, but with the power of supreme charm, but an opening, a thank you made the hearts of these princes and sons scratch like cat's claws, and they were a little uneasy when they sat up.

Seeing that Su Mu's words and deeds had great power, Luo Yun, who was also a beautiful woman, naturally felt the displeasure of repulsion between the same sex, coldly swept over these princes and disciples whose faces showed different colors, looked at Hong Yi's eyes that were still clear and thorough, without a trace of thought, and nodded This new friend is still reliable, and he can have more contacts in the future.

A cold snort with the special exercises of the Divine Wind Country spread throughout the hall, causing everyone to tremble and look at Luo Yun's location.

"Since no one wants to continue talking about metaphysics, let's taste calligraphy and paintings, and appreciate poetry!" Saying that, she shot at these dissatisfied eyes of the princes, the meaning was obvious, and this time she had to shirk again, that is, it really made her angry!

Everyone couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that this aunt was high-spirited and big-tempered, but they didn't come at random, many people had collected poems or written a few good ones recently and were preparing to release them, but Hong Yi was not prepared to quietly watch others or grind ink or lift paper, and sat aside like a spectator.

However, in a moment, the hall was filled with a mellow ink fragrance, which made everyone's eyes clear, and then there were really many people who stepped forward to chant verses, and there were also many masterpieces, and this meeting really had some meaning, and it was no longer a simple Su Mu or Hong Yi Luoyun alone.

After a heated discussion, even a beautiful woman like Su Mu had a little red halo on her face, not to mention a woman with a male personality like Luo Yun, after talking with a group of children, she couldn't help but blush, and her sideburns were a little scattered.

Hong Yi didn't deliberately get involved, but only opened his mouth when someone asked him to comment or comment on calligraphy and painting, not to appear unsociable and not particularly revealing himself, on the one hand, because Hong Yixin was not here, on the other hand, they all understood that Hong Yi was a character who was as Wencheng as a jade, and if there was any movement, a meeting of these princes and disciples would become Hong Yi's personal show.

Hong Yi naturally knew all about this, and he didn't make any special moves, and even when someone asked him to compose a poem, he politely refused because he was uninspired.

But accidents always follow, I don't know when Luo Yun, who was already drunk with a group of people, walked to Hong Yi's side, and muttered: "Hong Yi, you come over to me!" ”

Hong Yi helplessly looked at this princess Zhennan who was three points drunk and had mist in her eyes, and said softly: "Princess, you are already drunk, is it a little inappropriate to be here again, isn't heaven going to be here now?" ”

Luo Yun's ears were whispered by Hong Yi's soft whisper, and he felt a gentle itch, touched his ears, Luo Yun looked at Hong Yi dissatisfiedly: "I'm just getting up and going to leave?" So many people are hiding and hiding today, come! If you don't write a poem, you can't leave! ”

As soon as the words fell, he pulled Hong Yi to the center of the hall, where a huge desk was now arranged, and people could write poems and paint in all directions, and it would not hinder others, obviously specially made for this kind of church.

Seeing Luo Yun pulling Hong Yi to the hall, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and the hall that was still lively just now instantly became quiet again.

Luo Yun pointed at Hong Yi: "He said I was drunk and should go!" But I think we're still in a lot of interest, and since this guy said so, why don't we let him take out something that will entertain us and let him write a poem? ”

At this time, the interest of these princes and disciples was also high, although it was a light meeting to talk about poetry and literature, after all, young people inevitably drank a few glasses, and the atmosphere became lively, even Su Mu had to drink a few glasses, and made a drunken look, only a pair of misty eyes were full of calmness and thoroughness.

As soon as Luo Yun shouted like this, the two of them instantly became the focus of everyone's attention again, Hong Yi helplessly bowed to the surroundings, and said in a low voice: "It's enough for the princess to be interested, let's get here today!" Even one of them couldn't help but use some talent, hoping to make Luo Yun sober.

But now Luo Yun, who is on the rise, is not a trace of talent that can be stopped, although the drunkenness in his eyes has been sober, and the action of pulling Hong Yi has not changed, the meaning is very resolute, you can't do it if you don't write!

Hong Yi looked at her helplessly, this princess of Zhennan actually lost her temper at this time, but since she had the heart to bring herself here to socialize, she couldn't damage this favor.

So since Hong Yi made a decision, he didn't shirk it, picked up the wolf hair on the desk, and began to splash ink and write according to the rice paper left by someone else.

In the end, he is a real reader, he forgot where he was when he wrote Hong Yi, he put pen to paper like a god, and the power of the words passed through the paper, and he entered the wood for three points, obviously he was fully immersed in his own divine will and spirit, not because of the request and perfunctory, but really writing something seriously.

A faint aura began to rise around Hong Yi, everyone was blocked and could not disturb Hong Yi's writing, and Su Mu's eyes on the side were becoming more and more surprised, how did she not know that this was a real Confucian who could not enter the real exposition of all the situations in her chest, but it was the real great sage and power that had such a realm.

Originally, she thought that Hong Yi resisted her charm by relying on Taoism, but now she finally understands that this is because Hong Yi is calm enough in her own heart, but countless Confucian scholars in the world finally let her meet a character with the same style as the medieval princes.

"Four seas, one in Kyushu; Today, the huge Yujing covers more than 10,000 miles, covering the sky and the sun. ....”

It's just that a paragraph of the previous text has made the eyes of a few people who glanced at it a little flashed with surprise, just looking at the text is already a cardinal everyone, this text is gorgeous, faintly praise and depreciation, I'm afraid it's unusual!

See also the following text: "Straight into the universe, the two rivers dissolve, flow into the city wall, and then enter the south square to join the mirror lake." ”

It has been written here where the scattered flower building is, and more and more people are reading this article seriously for a while, and the mirror lake is the big lake that is artificially dug in the scattered flower building.

"Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the first pavilion; Flowing water pavilions, rockery trees, strange stones, each hugging the terrain, the corridor waist back, the eaves teeth are high peck, and the coil is in between. ”

"Long Bridge Lying Wave, Weiyun He Long? The road is empty, not He Hong? High and low are confused, and they don't know the West and the East. The song platform is warm, and the spring is melting; On the first floor, within a day, and the weather is uneven! ”

This paragraph directly writes the vast area of the scattered flower building vividly, especially the uneven climate at the end, which makes all the people who see it fascinated and vibrant.

If it weren't for Hong Yi's immersion in writing, and the faint protection of Haoran's aura, these princes would have gone up directly with the wine to drink.

"Whew! The heart of all people, the heart of tens of millions! The upper wind and the lower decoration, but the literary style is extravagant, the martial arts are sparse, and the endless baht is taken from the people and used for the mud and sand? so that the pillars of the negative building are more than the farmers of the south acre; There are more rafters than workers on the plane; Nail head phosphorus, more than in the millet grains; The tile seams are uneven, more than the silk strands around the body; The straight bar and horizontal sill are more than the city of the nine earths; The orchestra is dumb, more than the words of the city. ”

As soon as this paragraph of text came out, Hong Yi's whole spirit seemed to be full of vitality, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and even the nine-inch talent in his chest couldn't help but be revealed, the majestic aura of Haoran pressed across the Quartet, and the eyes of all the people watching were full of horror, not only to be shocked by the power of his talent, but also to be shocked by what he said and wrote!

"Make the people of the world dare to be angry but dare not speak, the spark of the spark can also burn the prairie fire! The building is abandoned, and the earth is scorched! Alack! ”

"Those who want to die are not dead! Those who destroy the society are themselves, not the people of the world! Whew! History is the mirror is well-dressed, so that the social and the people love the people, then one life can reach ten thousand generations, who will have to abandon the homeland? Today, I have a feeling, thinking about the history books, not by relatives, there are many people who mourn history, but future generations mourn but do not learn from it, and also make future generations mourn future generations. ”

When the last word was written, a terrifying brilliance descended from the sky, and countless worshiped Zhuzi literary images suddenly shook, and the Dao Dao Holy Dao was glorious, revealing the glorious and majestic aura that even ordinary people could clearly see and hear, and a dragon-like tiger chirped throughout the Yujing City, and a looming scroll was admired in the sky.

Then Hong Yi only felt that his talent changed again and again, and finally turned into a vigorous force and poured directly into the dantian in his chest, and the white qi of Dao Dao Yang and Yang rushed through his Tanzhong acupoint, washing his body, and only the purest Haoran Qi was left in his soul, and it was constantly compressed and converging into a dark cyan pen-like thing, which was his condensed Haoran Dan heart!

Wen Chenglong and Tiger chanted, and the words fell into the book Zhenguo! (To be continued.) )