I'll make a fork!

Cui Wen's heart suddenly burst out: I'm here to kill people, not to have fun?

deserves to pick up a stone and shoot himself in the foot, so that he can laugh at this unruly princess in a dignified manner?

However, at this time, Cui Wen was forced to go to the corner, all eyes gathered, and he became the focus of attention of the audience. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Little brother, since you are confident, let us write a poem at random and let us admire your talent. ”

"Yes, maybe you can still hold the beauty, killing two birds with one stone. ”

The audience followed the coaxing, Song Zong was confident that no one present could make a poem of Mingzhou, and he also looked at it with a smile, but he didn't expect it to be Cui Wen.

"Is that you?" Song Zong's gaze became very interesting, but it did not pierce.

However, Song Zong's strange gaze fell on Cui Wen's eyes, but it was so humiliating.

Immediately, Song Zong whispered a few words to the two friends around him, and the two wealthy disciples looked at Cui Wen with a strange look.

The next moment, Cui Wen stood up and said, "Everyone, let me think about it." ”

Of course, Song Zong didn't know the purpose of Cui Wen's visit, and at the same time, he was confident that he couldn't compose a poem about Mingzhou, so he didn't break it.

And Cui Wen could only grit his teeth and endure it, although he knew that he was not a eunuch, but he had to bear that strange gaze. That kind of gaze is more uncomfortable than a sword.

The lobby was very quiet, and the whole audience looked at him with hopeful eyes. The eyes of the two Oirans of the breeze and the bright moon were also nervous in expectation.

Especially Qingfeng, a pair of slender palms clenched at some point, and there was cold sweat oozing out of the palms. Compared with Song Zong, she is more willing to accept Cui Wen, at least on the surface more reassuring.

As for Mingyue, she was thinking about how to deal with this matter, and her sister Qingfeng must not fall into the hands of a scumbag like Song Zong. If Cui Wen can't write a poem about Mingzhou, she will take her sister out of Qingfeng Mingyue Tower.

Qingfeng Mingyue is looking forward to and nervous, why not Cui Wen?

Song Zongqiang robbed the ancestral land, killed the old housekeeper who raised him, and sent himself to the Inner Palace...

The humiliation of several times, that strange gaze, is difficult for anyone to bear.

It's no longer as simple as writing a poem, it's a battle of dignity.

Cui Wen's heart was extremely nervous, his palms and forehead were covered with cold sweat, as if he was engaged in a fierce confrontation.

Thinking about Cui Wen's previous life, he was afraid of scavenging, even if he slept at the bottom of the bridge, even if there were no particles in his stomach for three days. He never stretched out his begging hand, he could starve, he could sleep under a bridge, he could scavenge for waste, but he couldn't let people trample on his dignity.

Song Zong not only trampled on his dignity, but also trampled on his dignity.

Cui Wen's heart gradually calmed down, and his brain was like a fast-running machine, spinning rapidly...

The history books are heroic, and there are a few merits and demerits; purple smoke burns the heart, and the fragrance is sought by others.

The paper fan hides the foreshadowing, in the mysterious poems, and the willow hears the yaoqin, what do you want now.

"Boom!" When the poem was written, the starry night sky suddenly thundered and thundered, like a harbinger of a storm.

Suddenly, the wind and moon in the building were fierce, and all the paper scrolls and treasures danced together. The shock of the scene makes people's hearts shocked.

"Zhenguo, poetry out of Zhenguo!" a scholar in his sixties cried with joy.

"Impossible, how can a eunuch make a poem about the town?" Song Zong's face was bloodless, if the Holy Court knew that he had assassinated such a great talent, the Song Mansion would definitely be sanctioned by the Holy Court.

Song Zong's face was like ashes at the moment, and he no longer had the confidence and arrogance he had just faced.

But he didn't understand the meaning of the poem, and Cui Wen's poem was also a pun, but he was afraid that he would annoy the Son of Heaven.

"Why isn't there a heavenly empowerment?" said a shrewd scribe in astonishment.

But then he was very puzzled: "The Heavenly Descending Ventilus Empowerment is not such a scene, why is there lightning and thunder in the sky, and it seems that there is only a clear breeze and a bright moon in the sky!!"

Something seems to be wrong!

"Boom!!" A thunderbolt chain with the thickness of a bowl mouth ran through the roof of the building and hit Cui Wen directly.

Cui Wen didn't even have time to scream, he was knocked unconscious, and everyone was stunned by the sudden scene.

Poetry has become a town and country, and it deserves to be enlightened by literary spirit, why is it still punished by heaven? Could it be that it annoys today?

The Son of Heaven descended to the heavens to punish him, and in about half a quarter of an hour, a vast amount of literary qi fell from the sky and poured directly into Cui Wen's body, and the injuries all over his body recovered instantly.

But there seems to be a definite number in the dark, and that Dao Wen Qi only healed Cui Wen's injury, but did not increase his realm.

The audience stared at Cui Wen suspiciously, where did he anger the emperor of heaven?

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "I know!"

On the surface, this poem is praising the soldiers and generals who sacrificed their lives for the country, but inside it is expressing regret, and it is the root cause of angering the Son of Heaven. "The scribe is a fool.

"You mean!" they couldn't wait.

"Do you know that the Cui family army fourteen years ago was completely wiped out in the Tianshan World War?" Among the civil and military officials of the dynasty, no one dared to mention the word Cui Jiajun anymore, but the scholars and scribes in the world are different, in general, they belong to the Holy Academy, not the imperial court.

"Look at the first sentence, the history books are heroes, and there are a few merits. It seems to be praising the soldiers and generals who sacrificed their lives for the country, but it is asking, asking about merit and demerits. ”

"He's asking, is the merit greater than the fault, or is the excess greater than the merit?"

Then say the second sentence, the purple smoke burns the heart, and the fragrance is waiting for people to find it.

The so-called merits and demerits are fragrant, and the warriors and generals galloped on the battlefield and finally returned the horse leather shroud, and the regret in his heart is waiting for future generations to find.

In the third game, the paper fan hides the foreshadowing, and the mysterious poems are written.

Generals and soldiers crisscross the battlefield, pick up the pen from Rong, kill the enemy with poems and texts, and fight wits and courage, this is the bright side.

Secretly, Cui Jiajun was designated as a rebel army today, so he ordered it to be eradicated. This is a conspiracy, and the mysteries are hidden in the poems.

The last sentence is the finishing touch. Smell Yaoqin under the willow, why don't you ask for it now. ”

The scribe lowered his voice and said, "The Marquis of Zhenguo and the current Zi Nai were like brothers, but at the same time, after passing through a willow forest, they fell in love with the same woman..."

The whole poem is singing the heroic chapter of the soldiers and generals who sacrificed their lives for the country, and it is also expressing the true feelings for the beloved woman.

But there is a secret hidden secret, and when the two fall in love with the same woman, there will naturally be a fight. The Cui family's army, which was completely wiped out that year, had too much confusion in the face of the butcher knife raised by the friendly army, but he couldn't tell it.

Is it because of the love of the woman that the brothers kill each other, or because of other factors that they have to completely eradicate Cui Jiajun?

At that time, Dayu was worried about domestic and foreign troubles, and there were princes who seized the heirs, and there were foreign demon soldiers coming to the pool. The Marquis of Zhenguo once assisted the Son of Heaven to succeed to the throne, and when the external humiliation came, he resolutely embarked on the road of protecting the country.

Why did the emperor designate the Cui family army as a rebel?

It's really incredible, but in Cui Wen's poems, it must be a conspiracy of imperial power. Those who do not understand that period of history will not grasp the meaning at all.

is also a pun, but Cui Wen's poems are too clever, combining light and dark, just like the sentence 'The paper fan hides the foreshadowing, and the mysterious poetry is in'.

"Great talent, peerless genius. ”

"It's a pity that if you anger the Son of Heaven, I'm afraid the end will not be good. ”

"What are you afraid of, all the students in the world are disciples of Confucius Sheng, and if you want to convict such a great talent for no reason, it is absolutely impossible for the Holy Academy to sit idly by. ”

Facts have proved that the Holy Court absolutely supports Cui Wen, the Son of Heaven sent down the heavenly punishment, and the Holy Court Heavenly Dao descended the qi, which can be regarded as a combination of merit and demerit, and at the same time, it is also hinting at the Son of Heaven, indicating the attitude of the Holy Court.

Not long after, Cui Wen woke up leisurely, feeling the eyes of the audience, but he was not excited at all, full of sadness.

Because, he was the only survivor of Cui Jiajun's back then.

"Childe, Childe, are you okay?" Qingfeng was very concerned, and there was a touch of adoration in his eyes.

"Haha, I knew you were extraordinary, if it weren't for Wenqu Xing, who came to save my sister on purpose?" Compared with Qingfeng's restraint, Mingyue is more bold and does not hide her thoughts at all.

"Hey, Song Gongzi, my sister is his tonight, hurry up and go back to read more poetry and books, maybe one day you can still hold the beauty." Mingyue sneered.

But Song Zongna would easily give up, and immediately said loudly: "He is a eunuch who can't have sex!"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, Qingfeng Mingyue and the two of them stared at Cui Wen in disbelief, they couldn't believe it.

Qingfeng has always been gentle and will not get angry easily, but at this moment, he can no longer restrain himself: "Song Gongzi, what you are humiliating now is a great talent who has written poetry out of the town, and you know what the consequences are." ”

"Haha... If I insult him, I will definitely come to heaven to punish him, but can you see it?" Song Zong laughed.

Indeed, if he humiliates a great talent who has written poetry for no reason, Heavenly Dao will never allow him to slander the name of the talented man, but it is true that there is no Heavenly Dao punishment coming.

Seeing Song Zong's words, the eyes of the audience were shocked, and they were all suspicious.

Qingfeng's face suddenly turned ugly, and his eyes locked on Cui Wen, wanting to know the answer.

But Cui Wen did not answer, he has endured the humiliation so far, he just wants to kill Song Zong, if it is exposed at this time, he will definitely lose his previous achievements.

Patience, must endure!

Cui Wen tried his best to restrain his emotions, only to see that his arms were bulging, as hideous as a dragon, and his delicate face was even more hideous.

Qingfeng and Mingyue have completely different personalities, the former will be suspicious, but the latter will always stand on Cui Wen's side, and immediately said: "Song Gongzi, do you dare to swear under the laws of heaven?"