Silence!

At this moment, almost everything freezes in motion. The readers, who drank and ate tea and recited poems, all widened their eyes and looked at Zhang Yi.

What they were surprised was that since nine years ago, two talented blue-clothed people teased Miss Xie in the Xieyu Building, and were thrown out of Xieyu Street with their legs broken, and no one dared to tease Miss Xie in person like this for a long time.

This genius from heaven is so bold!

Zhang Yi was so strange, the second senior brother once said that no girl in the world would refuse such a method of composing poems and picking flowers and giving beauties, why did everyone stare at themselves.

Well, this Miss Xie seems to have drunk too much, didn't she hear what she said? Zhang Yi looked closely, and found that Xie Yu's eyes were empty, and he was determined to think just now, and said again: "Ahem, this bouquet of peach blossoms is extremely pretty, and it ...... Miss Xie."

"Stop!"

Xia Chengfeng hurriedly interrupted Zhang Yi's words, the expression on this junior's face was so sincere and simple, why would Meng Lang act like this. However, he likes it like this, and White Horse Academy needs this kind of bold scholar.

Xie Yu looked up at Zhang Yi, his eyes were pure and sincere, and there was no hint of flirtation, which was so different from the way other men looked at him.

Could it be that he was thinking too much just now, thinking of this, Xie Yu reached out and took the peach blossom, and said softly: "Thank you so much." ”

Zhang Yi smiled and turned back to his seat.

"Okay!" Feng Chonglou shouted, he really didn't expect Zhang Yi to be so wild.

Qiao Juzheng has always been old-fashioned, and at this moment he also stretched out his thumb and expressed his admiration for Zhang Yi. This kind of madman style is much more powerful than Feng Chonglou.

Chen Liang was as disgusted as many readers, among whom there were many people who admired Xie Yu, but no one had ever dared to speak to Xie Yu like this.

In their hearts, Xie Yu is like the Nine Heavens Goddess who is not stained with mortal dust. Chen Liang has liked Xie Yu for so long, and the most presumptuous thing he did was to compose poems to show his love when he was fighting poems before.

Therefore, as soon as Zhang Yi sat down, Chen Liang suddenly came to Zhang Yi's side and said excitedly: "Zhang Yi, why are you so bold?"

"How do you say this?" Zhang Yi saw that many scholars looked like Chen Liang, so he wondered, what happened to these people.

"That's Miss Xie Yu, you actually did such a thing to her!" Chen Liang was quite excited when he saw that Zhang Yi was indifferent, and he was dancing with his hands.

Zhang Yi saw that Chen Liang's face was red and his ears were red, and he couldn't understand it, so he said curiously: "Miss Xie Yu is indeed quite compatible with that bouquet of peach blossoms, don't you think Brother Chen?" Also, Brother Chen was quite excited to speak, he should have drunk too much, and he drank in moderation. ”

From the beginning of Zhang Yiyin's poems and flowers, the eyes of all the readers present were on him.

When they heard Zhang Yi's answer, they were all stunned.

Xie Yu smiled.

Chen Liang still didn't believe it, and said as calmly as possible: "Is it really just because of this?"

"Swords for heroes, flowers for beauties, this is a truth since ancient times. Zhang Yi nodded his head.

The sword is given to the hero, this is indeed a truth since ancient times, but who can do it.

Flowers with beauty, who can simply appreciate the beauty of flowers and not be moved?

Xie Yu smiled happily, she was already very interested in Zhang Yi. But even she didn't expect that Zhang Yi was such a wonderful person and such a real person. The eyes are sincere and pure, like a clear spring in the mountains, without a trace of dirt.

Xia Chengfeng smiled freely, and was the first to start commenting on Zhang Yi's peach blossom poem.

"The junior is worthy of being a genius from heaven, and this poem really amazed me. On the surface, it's just a heartfelt love poem. Last year, the junior brother came to Taoshan to play alone, and met a beautiful woman like Miss Xie Yu in this Liuyu Pavilion, and they both left a good impression on each other; ”

The readers present nodded their heads.

Xia Chengfeng is worthy of being a disciple of the White Horse Academy, and he easily painted the picture in the poem for everyone. He said in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Zhang Yi, can I name your poem?"

Zhang Yi nodded hurriedly, although the picture Xia Chengfeng just painted was not what he thought, he couldn't help but give face.

Then this poem will be called "Thanksgiving Rain". Xia Chengfeng smiled loudly, turned his head to Xie Yu and said, "I don't know what Miss Xie thinks?"

Everyone looked at Xie Yu if she agreed to name the poem herself. In the future, this poem will be famous all over the world, and I am afraid that there will be many lingering love stories between her and Zhang Yi among the people.

"Not very good. ”

Xie Yu chuckled, she didn't care about sweeping Xia Chengfeng's face, but said solemnly: "Xia Juren's understanding of this poem just now is quite incisive. This poem is indeed very well written, and from the perspective of seeing things and thinking about the rights and wrongs of people, it is at least a top-level Narushu poem. ”

As Xie Yu began to comment, several tributes naturally opened their mouths to comment.

"Miss Xie Yu is right, this poem is extremely exquisitely written. Although the whole poem is only four short sentences, the two scenes before and after reflect each other, which is extremely wonderful. An elderly priest sat in the second seat and spoke first.

A young man who sat with the old man smiled: "The whole poem depicts two scenes. The first scene is looking for spring and meeting beauty, 'the peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other', the poet not only uses the peach blossoms to set off the beauty, but also expresses the radiant appearance of the beauty. ”

This man is famous in Whitehorse County, and everyone applauds.

The young man continued to evaluate the last two sentences: "The second scene is to find it again." It is still the season of bright and bright peach blossoms in spring, or outside the Liuyu Pavilion where the spring water is tinkling, but the beauty more beautiful than this scenery is nowhere to be seen. Compared with the scenery in front of it, it is really a stroke of genius. In my opinion, if this poem spreads, I am afraid that it will soon be able to conquer the country. ”

The article is divided into five grades, but it is not the first time it has been written, and it has been retained in the original grade.

After being circulated by the world, some articles that might have been ordinary can also reach the level of going out of the county. Like Zhang Yi's peach blossom poem in Mingzhou, it may become a masterpiece of Zhenguo.

Seeing that the young man finished appraising this peach blossom poem, the rest of the literati couldn't hold it back, and they were eager to try, and they spit lotus flowers in their mouths, praising Zhang Yi's peach blossom poem as unique in the world, and writing all the peach blossom romance.

Zhang Yi was speechless, he didn't mean it this way in the first place, how could everyone misinterpret it like this. Regarding emotional matters, Zhang Yi has not yet opened his mind, and he doesn't understand the intentions of this group of readers.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless.

Zhang Yi has just evolved from the Salo Iron Tree, and he is really a little unfamiliar with feelings. It's just that he inherited this body and has deep feelings for Zhang's house, so he wrote this poem.

After everyone commented, Xia Chengfeng joked: "Miss Xie Yu, since everyone says that this poem is an excellent peach blossom lyric poem, why don't you agree with me to use "Gift Xie Yu" as the title of the poem." ”

Xie Yu held the peach blossom branch in his hand, stood up gently, twisted his waist lightly and walked in the direction where Zhang Yi was. When she came to Zhang Yi's seat, she lightly opened her lips and said, "I said I don't agree, because Zhang Caizi didn't mean what you said." ”

"Huh?!"

Everyone was in an uproar, this poem is not a lyric poem, so what is it?

Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly cleared, and he swept away his previous doubts. He was curious why everyone regarded this poem as a lyric poem, but when he heard Xie Yu's words, his heart couldn't help but warm, there were still people who could understand his own thoughts.

Is this what the Master once said about his confidant?

Xie Yu smiled movingly, stretched out his finger to hook Zhang Yi's chin, and exhaled like a land: "If this poem is really given to me, then I will be happy for the rest of my life." ”

Even if Zhang Yi was no longer ignorant, he felt that this action was extremely ambiguous, his cheeks were slightly red, and he gently broke free.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yi with envy, Miss Xie Yu was so close to a man, they had never seen each other. If it was them, they must have said for the first time that this poem was given to Miss Xie.

Not to mention a Narushu poem, even if it is Jinshi Wenbao, if they want to take it, they are willing to take it!

Xie Yu saw Zhang Yi blushing, stood up with a chuckle, and immediately said: "Look at him like this, where is the merry genius who can flirt with girls? Xia Juren, now you should understand that this poem was not given to me, right?"

Xia Chengfeng is not blind, so he naturally saw it clearly, nodded yes, but he was a little puzzled, and said in a muffled voice: "Miss Xie Yu, you are the only one in the audience who can see the deep meaning of this poem, please comment on it." ”

"It is better for the poet himself to talk about the three flavors. Xie Yu smiled, took Zhang Yi's hand, and made him stand up.

All the readers hurriedly applauded, and they admired the young talent who could write top Mingzhou poems.

Hearing that the readers present asked him to explain the meaning of this poem, Zhang Yi tidied up his clothes and said very sincerely: "Your evaluation of Xiaosheng's poem made Xiaosheng breathtaking, and also made me understand that the same article is different in everyone's heart. ”

"It's just that I am sixteen years old, and I haven't been involved in **** yet, so I don't know where to start. It was only when I saw the stream under the Liuyu Pavilion dingdong, and the peach blossoms were blown off by the mountain wind, and I suddenly remembered the scene of going to Peach Mountain with my family the year before last to enjoy the flowers. ”

Zhang Yi's words were not fake, the owner of this body was still a son of a wealthy family a year ago. When he traveled, he followed the slaves and enjoyed the glory and wealth.

Zhang's mansion changed greatly, withered and fell overnight, and he suddenly became a son of a poor family. If it weren't for the righteous servant Zhang Lin who had been accompanying him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have lasted for a year.

And the experience of the owner of this body is not the same as Zhang Yi...... After practicing for 100,000 years before turning into a human body, Zhang Yi originally wanted to sit down with his master to practice and study, and walk the world with his brothers and sisters to fight with swords. Who knew that the punishment of heaven came, and Zhang Yi, who turned into a human body, turned into ashes before he had time to think about it.

Thinking of the past, a tear slipped from the corner of Zhang Yi's eye.

Last year, in this pavilion today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Everyone read this poem again, and they expressed deep sympathy for Zhang Yi. Zhang's mansion fell into ruin overnight, and Zhang Yi became a son of a poor family, but he did not succumb to fate, but struggled endlessly and became a talent from heaven.

"This poem deserves to be a town!"

The old tribute who was sitting in the second seat shouted angrily!