Chapter Eighty-Three: Leaving in Style
"He has a good heart, Chu Tianyou"
"Damn, how can this person be so strong, what if I lose now, I don't want to be ruined and ridiculed by the world. Poetry, poetry, poetry, that mysterious man gave me a poem, which was written by a great Confucian, and it will not be defeated, and I Chu Tianyou will definitely not be defeated. ”
Yun Xuan listened to Chu Tianyou's heart, and then he understood why Chu Tianyou had to challenge himself like losing his mind, and he was still like never dying.
How can anyone not know the details of the other party when they meet, and they will face each other in life and death when they come up, and the feeling is that Chu Tianyou has a more powerful person behind him to instruct him.
Fortunately, Yun Xuan used his heart pass, otherwise he wouldn't know such a secret thing, and he could get the poems written by the Great Confucian, and the identity of the mysterious person who instructed Chu Tianyou was not simple. But it's a pity that Yun Xuan doesn't know who that mysterious person is, as for the poem, forget it.
What kind of person is a great Confucian, he is the top existence on the literary pyramid, it is a walking national treasure, and even his father and emperor have to be polite when they see it.
There are only a few people who can let Confucianism write poems, except for the two kings, the crown prince, the queen, the queen mother, the emperor and some big guys whose names Yun Xuan doesn't know yet, there will be no more than ten people in the full count.
Yun Xuan calculated, among these ten people, at least six of them were his potential enemies, but if he wanted to spend such a big price to get his own, the most likely one was the prince. Except for him, no one else would be so ruthless against himself, after all, he was nothing.
As soon as he thought of the prince, Yun Xuan was furious, and he also had a kind of heart palpitation, what Yun Xuan was afraid of was not the prince himself, but the energy behind the prince, which was extremely powerful. Yun Xuan didn't expect that he had been monitored by him all this time when he left the palace, so what about Ma Tian, Luo Xia, and Liu Xi?
Yun Xuan didn't know if these people had been investigated by the prince clearly, and Yun Xuan didn't dare to go to them, so he had to pray that the prince wouldn't take them seriously.
"Prince, it seems that I want to have a good time with you" Yun Xuan made up his mind and started the plan of the hidden dragon in the abyss.
The unicorn is a thing in the pool, and it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm.
"Fifty"
The time of fifty sounds came quietly, and seeing Chu Tianyou's cold sweat, he didn't think of a reason. As Chu Tianyou himself said, how can anyone make four poems in one breath, plus this time, there are a total of eight, even if the Great Confucian comes.
Yun Xuan didn't need his heart to know Chu Tianyou's thoughts at the moment, no matter whether he made poems that met the master's requirements or not, Chu Tianyou would not admit it, because his last killer feature was an article written by a great Confucian.
The article written by the Great Confucian, not to mention that Yun Xuan is not a master yet, even if he is a master, Chu Tianyou is confident that with this poem, he will turn things around, defeat Yun Xuan, and become the last victorious person.
"Student admits defeat" Chu Tianyou struggled for a while, and finally admitted defeat, maybe Chu Tianyou didn't think that he could win from the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have competed again.
"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. ”
"The chamomile in front of the court moved late, and the green stamen was unbearable. Tomorrow the depression will wake up drunk, what is the benefit of the broken flowers? There are many flowers in the field by the fence, and the middle hall is picked up and trivial. Nian Zikong grows branches and leaves, and the roots are lost in the wind and frost. ”
"Peony Fang, Peony Fang, Golden Stamen Blooming Red House. Thousands of pieces of red Yingxia are rotten, and hundreds of branches are lit up brilliantly. According to the ground, the splendid section is opened, and the wind does not form an orchid musk sac. The fairy tree is white and colorless, and the queen mother's peach blossom is small and not fragrant. The dew is light and purple, and the morning sun shines red. ”
"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”
"I, I" The only little hope left in Chu Tianyou's heart was shattered by Yun Xuan's blow at this moment, and a bold idea appeared in Chu Tianyou's mind.
"Hey" Zhang Siye and the three masters looked at Chu Tianyou's frightened and silent appearance, and their eyes were quite pity. There are thousands of talented people in the world, but in the end, only ten people can be qualified to enter the unicorn list, but now, one has been abolished, it's a pity.
Heaven is evil, but it is still alive; and thou shalt not live.
"Next, I announce that the winner of Chu Tianyou's Cangjie Wendou competition with Gu Yu is ......"
"I'm not convinced" A loud shout sounded, and everyone looked at Chu Tianyou.
Chu Tianyou looked at everyone's eyes, there were doubts, indifference, ridicule, and contempt, Chu Tianyou clenched his fists, he hadn't lost yet, the work of Confucianism was absolutely impossible to lose.
"Chu Tianyou, do you know what you're talking about" Master Zhu spoke, his sharp eyes were like a sharp blade, piercing Chu Tianyou's body, making Chu Tianyou shiver.
At this moment, the three masters and Zhang Siye are very dissatisfied, Cangjie Wendou is what you want to compare, we don't speak if we lose, and now we are beaten like dead dogs by people openly, and they still want to play tricks, is this treating us as nothing?
This is life, it is your Chu Tianyou's life. The three masters and Zhang Siye didn't dare to acquiesce to this situation this time. Otherwise, as they themselves feared, they would be spurned by others, and if this reached the ears of other masters and great Confucians, it would be a stain that could not be washed away for a lifetime.
"Master, I don't believe it, even if Zishou Daru is here today, I don't believe that he can write eight poems in a row, this person is definitely cheating, Chu is not convinced" Chu Tianyou is already crazy, roaring like thunder, what etiquette, what manners, what rules, all get out, I just need to win."
"Then what do you say, so that you are willing to admit defeat" Yun Xuan interrupted the master who was about to speak.
"I have a poem, which was written to hit the sixth position on the unicorn list, it was written by me at the peak, if you can write better than him, or the same, even if you win"
Chu Tianyou said calmly, his eyes were full of play, even if the three masters were asked to write that poem on the spot, they would definitely not write anything better than this.
"As you wish" If you want to destroy a person, you must first make it crazy, Yun Xuan knew that Chu Tianyou had a poem written by a great Confucian in his hand, but Yun Xuan didn't check it, maybe he said it was disdainful.
"There is spring water in the south and the north, but I see the gulls coming day by day. The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you. The plate restaurant market is far from tasteless, and the bottle restaurant is poor and old. He is willing to drink with his neighbors, and he calls out the rest of the cup. Chu Tianyou slowly said the poem written by the Great Confucian, and looked at Yun Xuan proudly, as if he saw everyone shouting for joy, shouting Chu Gongzi's voice.
"What's the matter, can't you come out" Chu Tianyou looked at Yun Xuan with a pensive look on his face, and was very happy in his heart, finally let me wait for this opportunity.
Zhang Siye looked at the three masters, his eyes were full of doubt, this poem was obviously not written by Chu Tianyou, not to mention Chu Tianyou's ability.
It's the content expressed in the poem, I don't want a teenager to experience it, but like an old man, he sees through the world, and after reading it, people have a charm of paradise.
In particular, the neck couplets and tail couplets at the back describe the interesting life pictures, which are very realistic and cordial, and have a strong life atmosphere.
Chu Tianyou lived in a wealthy family, lived a privileged life since he was a child, and was quite talented, so it was impossible to write such life-like poems. Obviously, this poem was written by someone else, and that person's literary skills are not low, at least the level of a master.
Three masters, you look at me, I look at you, and then shook his head, this matter is no longer something they can meddle in, since Yun Xuan asked Chu Tianyou to say it, then it is up to Yun Xuan to win or lose.
"Impossible" I thought that Chu Tianyou was just doing the battle of trapped beasts, but I didn't expect this word to appear, and it turned out that the three Junjie who ranked fourth, fifth or sixth on the Qilin list, and the ceiling characters in the second echelon were shocked, their pupils dilated, and they couldn't believe that this poem was written by Chu Tianyou.
This is no longer something that can be written by the people on the Qilin list, and this skill must at least be at the level of a master, and it is not an ordinary master. If Chu Tianyou had this ability, how could he have been hiding until now, and the second position on the Qilin List would have been changed long ago.
cheating, that's their consensus.
"You're happy a little early, I didn't say I couldn't write" Yun Xuan looked at Chu Tianyou's appearance of relying on cheating, and the villain's ambition was simply insulted.
"The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back. The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years. Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down the new pavilion turbid wine glass. ”
Chu Tianyou's poem on the Seven Laws is honest, it is indeed very good to write, it is not a loss that it was written by Confucianism, but it is a pity that I met Yun Xuan, no matter who wrote it, it is directly a masterpiece of the first of the Seven Laws of ancient and modern exchanges and directly sealed.
Not to mention the backwardness of this era, even if it has experienced the baptism and development of 5,000 years of culture, this poem "Ascending" is still the first of the seven laws, and no one can shake it.
The poets of that era, in this era, are all on par with the Great Confucian, or even far beyond the existence of the Great Confucian, and it is estimated that Tang Bai can fight with it.
As soon as "Ascending" came out, it represented Yun Xuan's killer skills, and it was also the supreme work of the Seven Laws of Literature, and it also represented that Chu Tianyou's final farce was over.
Don't say that he comes, even if the great Confucianism behind him comes, he has to kneel in this song "Ascending", which is the first of the seven laws.
"Impossible" Chu Tianyou shouted, his green muscles burst out, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and then he fell to the ground and did not wake up.
"What's the matter, you want to be like him?" Chu Tianyou once again refreshed Yun Xuan's cognition of readers in this era, this shameless trick is really endless, and now even pretending to be dead is used, costumes, capitalized clothes.
Yun Xuan praised Chu Tianyou in his heart, when it comes to hobs, you are professional.
"This time Chu Tianyou and Gu Yu fought Cangjie Wen, Gu Hu won" Zhang Siye is like living in a dream, I can't believe that Yun Xuan can write this unparalleled song in the world, and it is not inferior to Tang Bai's eternal masterpiece.
I thought that Chu Tianyou's poem was already very powerful, at least it was invincible below the master, but Yun Xuan's poem directly made Chu Tianyou's poem dull, which was enough to compare with Confucianism.
Great Confucian, that is an existence that Zhang Siye can't imagine, a person who has been worshiped all his life. There is actually a teenage Confucian at the moment, this, Zhang Siye is so shocked that he can't speak at the moment.
The three great masters were so surprised that they were like a thunderbolt exploding above their heads, and their spirits were in a state of half-dementia, poking there in a daze like half a piece of wood.
"Great, great Confucian" Master Zheng was so shocked that he couldn't even speak, and everyone present opened their mouths wide, as if they were out of their bodies, immersed in Yun Xuan's song "Ascending".
No. 1 in the world, unprecedented.
If Tang Bai's "Peach Blossom Forest" is an indelible masterpiece in the literary world that writes the first peach blossom, then Yun Xuan's poem is the first of the seven laws, the undoubted peak.
"Hahahaha" raised his head and laughed and left, leaving a group of people who were so shocked that they had nothing to say, Yun Xuan wanted to pretend to be another wave, but unfortunately he thought about it for a long time and didn't find the right poem.