"Brothers, there are some that I can't understand."

"Me too, but it doesn't matter if I can't read it, I just know that it's awesome."

"Yes, yes, although I can't read it, I know that this article is really well-written."

"Everyone is calm, when Mr. Chen Fan finishes writing, there will definitely be a lot of bigwigs who will come to analyze. If you can't understand it, you can just watch others analyze it when the time comes. ”

"Haha, too."

The crowd no longer worries about not being able to understand.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if they read it or not, but now they just need to know, an eternal article has appeared.

To know.

There are times when you can't get to do something like this in your lifetime.

Chen Fan didn't stop.

The famous sentences in the preface of King Teng's Pavilion are not just the above.

Again, as I said before.

Almost in the preface of King Teng's Pavilion, you can turn a sentence casually that has been passed down through the ages.

Chen Fan continued: "Whew! Bad luck and bad fate. Feng Tang is easy to be old, and Li Guang is difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a holy lord; Channeling Liang Hong in the sea song, is there a lack of bright time? The gentleman who relied on saw the opportunity and knew his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head? Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds. Drink the greedy spring and feel refreshed, and be happy when it dries up. Although the North Sea is credit, it can be picked up; The east corner has passed, and it is not too late for mulberry elm. Meng tastes noble and clean, and has spare time to serve the country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can he cry at the end of the road! ”

Write here.

In the live broadcast room, there was another follow-up.

"Brothers, the class has started, the class has started, read with me, Feng Tang is easy to be old, and Li Guang is difficult to seal."

"Feng Tang Yi Lao, what does Li Guang mean by being difficult to seal?"

"You don't understand, you'll know when the time comes, read it with me again, be old and strong, and I'd rather move the heart of the white head."

"Poor and strong, don't fall into the ambition of the clouds."

These are not only famous sentences for the ages, but also rare life philosophies.

And if you think about it again, this was written by Wang Bo when he was in his 20s, and I am afraid that the admiration in my heart will have to be turned over a few more times.

"Woohoo! The resort is not frequent, and the feast is difficult again; The Orchid Pavilion has been erected, and the ruins of Zize Hill. Parting words, fortunate to be grateful to Wei Yang; Ascending to the heights is what is expected of the public. Dare to be contemptuous, respectful and short-term; One word is given, and the four rhymes are all ......"

Chen Fan paused slightly.

Looking at everyone, Chen Fan continued to explain the story that happened in King Teng's Pavilion at that time: "Maybe Yan Dudu never thought that a banquet he set up for his son-in-law would be destroyed by Wang Bo. When everyone saw the preface to King Teng's Pavilion written by Wang Bo, they were all amazed, and some even bowed and worshipped. But at this moment, Yan Dudu's son-in-law suddenly stood up and said that this article was actually written by him. ”

This story suddenly took a turn and suddenly surprised everyone.

"I'll go, and there's still this?"

"That Yan Dudu's son-in-law is too shameless, doesn't he even dare to grab the article?"

"What's this, there were too many shameless things done in ancient times. Not to mention ancient times, even modern times. If you look at a lot of papers, a lot of tutors have done nothing and just want to put their names on the students' papers. Some don't write papers at all, and take other people's papers as their own. ”

"However, Wang Bo is a family, and he is not a vegetarian."

There was a lot of talking.

Although they felt that this kind of thing was disgusting, when they thought of such an article that could be passed down through the ages, they understood it a little.

If you can really snatch this article, maybe it will not be Wang Bo who will be passed down through the ages, but the son-in-law of Yan Dudu.

So.

It's worth the risk.

Seeing the live broadcast room swiping the screen from time to time, and also seeing the whispered discussions of everyone at the scene from time to time, Chen Fan continued: "After all, Wang Bo is from a family, although Yan Dudu is in an important position, he doesn't dare to rob his name. But Yan Dudu's son-in-law has a very powerful ability, that is, he will never forget. Just now, after he saw Wang Bo's preface to King Teng's Pavilion, he knew that he was invincible, so he secretly and silently memorized Wang Bo's preface. When he said that he had written this article before, in order to prove it to everyone, he directly recited it to everyone, and word for word. ”

This situation also did not surprise everyone.

"I'm grass, this guy still has a hand."

"How is this broken?"

"Ancient is not better than modern, now there is copyright, there is a release time...... Wait, it's totally possible to prove who wrote these things. But in ancient times, there was no copyright, and there was nothing else, and today it was in King Teng's Pavilion, and Wang Bo had no other evidence before. At this time, Yan Dudu's son-in-law said that he wrote it, and he could completely recite it, which was very unfavorable to Wang Bo. ”

Everyone was extremely worried.

They also know that there is some strong argument in this.

Could it be that he wrote it by memorizing?

But who's the biggest on the scene?

Of course, it is Yan Dudu who is the largest.

When the young talents invited by him said that they were writing the preface, they all refused, saying that they couldn't write it.

This can't be written, it's clearly to give Yan Dudu face.

Case.

At this time, seeing that Yan Dudu's son-in-law had the intention of robbing, they may not be unwilling to help.

Just when everyone didn't know how Wang Bo would deal with it, Chen Fan smiled slightly and said: "Facing Yan Dudu's son-in-law and saying that this preface was made by him, Wang Bo was not angry. Instead, he asked, since you wrote this preface, then, may I ask, did you write a poem in this preface? Yan Dudu's son-in-law shook his head and said, there is no poetry. But at this moment, Wang Bo read it aloud......"

Let's talk about it.

Chen Fan began to write again, writing on rice paper.

[King Teng's high pavilion Linjiang Zhu, Pei Yu Mingluan sang and danced.

The painting building flies to the south of the clouds, and the bead curtain rolls up in the west mountain rain at dusk.

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Where is the emperor in the cabinet now? The Yangtze River outside the threshold is empty and artesian ......】

Yes.

Chen Fan stopped just now, it wasn't that King Teng's preface was finished.

In fact.

The complete preface to the Pavilion of King Teng is not only an article, but also includes this poem.

The previous article is naturally written brilliantly, and the latter poem complements each other even better.

After writing it, even some other talents in the cabinet couldn't help but applaud. Seeing this situation, Yan Dudu's son-in-law knew that the Ruyu abacus he wanted to openly snatch this article was completely turned into a dirt, and if he still wanted to rob it, it would really be a public outrage. ”

Speaking of this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Top, Wang Bo is Wang Bo."

"Alas, if Wang Bo didn't have such talent at that time, it is estimated that this eternal article would have been snatched away."

"Not only is the writing good, but also the poetry, this is Wang Bo, this is the style of the Tang Dynasty."

At this time.

A group of tourists in Tengwang Pavilion broke out into shocking applause.

Not only have they appreciated such a famous passage today, but they have also recognized such a person through the ages.

The four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty really deserved their reputation.

Especially Wang Bo, he really deserves to be the first of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty.

"Teacher Chen Fan, what about later."

For Wang Bo, everyone was completely in love with it at this time, and a group of tourists asked.

They really want to know, what happened to such a talented man?

"Later."

Speaking of later, Chen Fan sighed and said: "After writing the preface to King Teng's Pavilion, Wang Bo went to Jiaozhi to visit his father. When I saw that my father was not living there satisfactorily, I was extremely sad in my heart. Thinking about this, Wang Bo hated himself even more for being impulsive and willful, if he had thought about everything, there would not have been so many things. Soon, Wang Bo returned from Cochin, but he didn't want to ,......"

"Teacher Chen Fan, don't you want anything?"

"I'll not say it."

Although Chen Fan is talking about Wang Bo's life.

For Wang Bo, he naturally knows everything.

But it is precisely because he knows that whenever Chen Fan thinks of Wang Bo's final encounter, he is also overwhelmed.

"Teacher Chen Fan, you're in a hurry to kill me, say it quickly."

"Yes, Teacher Chen Fan, say it quickly."

"Brother Fan, if you don't say it again, I'm going to PK with you for real time."

Facing such an excited crowd, Chen Fan had no choice but to say: "When I came back, it was summer, the South China Sea was stormy and the waves were high, Wang Bo accidentally drowned and died of palpitations. ”

Regarding the cause of Wang Bo's death, there are several theories in the historical circles of previous lives.

Some say that when Wang Bo returned, he was blown into the sea by the wind and waves, and then drowned.

Some also said that although Wang Bo was washed down, he was quickly salvaged, but later he had an excessive fever, choked on water, and died.

Others said that Wang Bo did not go to Jiaozhi, but shamelessly went to see his father and committed suicide by jumping into the sea.

But no matter what the reason, after Wang Bo finished writing the preface to King Teng's pavilion, there was no news.

"What, Wang Bo is dead?"

"Teacher Chen Fan, how old is Wang Bo?"

"26 years old, this is dead?"

"Brother Fan, you're joking with us, right, I knew you were joking with us."

Facing Chen Fan and saying that Wang Bo died suddenly, a group of tourists and netizens ...... It's really unacceptable.

They couldn't believe it.

As soon as the front foot wrote such an eternal article, the back foot heard that Wang Bo was hanging.

If it's not a joke, what is it?

It's just that seeing Chen Fan so serious, everyone knows.

Teacher Chen Fan didn't joke with them.

The young writer who shouted "bring a pen" in the pavilion of King Teng...... Really left.

"Are you jealous of talent?"

Many people can't help but feel a little moist in the corners of their eyes.

The things of life are really difficult to explain clearly, and just now they were excited about Wang Bo's enthusiasm.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Bo's death came to their minds.

Seeing this, Chen Fan was also helpless.

Life is like this, but he still said: "In the winter of this year, the preface to King Teng's Pavilion written by Wang Bo has been famous all over the world, and everyone in Chang'an City is constantly praising this popular article through the ages. One day, when Tang Gaozong Li Zhi read this preface, he saw the sentence "Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky", and he couldn't help but shoot the case, and exclaimed: "This is a swan song for the ages, and it is a real genius." ”

In one breath, Li Zhi saw the end from the beginning, and then read [Where is the emperor in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River outside the threshold is empty and artesian ......] time...... Tang Gaozong swept away his prejudices and sighed repeatedly: "Good poems, good poems!" made a long text, and such a good poem was made, wouldn't it be possible to wear seven piercings at the end of the strong crossbow! It's really a rare talent, a rare talent! Back then, I reprimanded him because of the cockfighting text, which was my fault. ”

So Gaozong asked, "Where is Wang Bo now?" I will summon him to the court! ”

The eunuch replied, "Wang Bo has fallen into the water and died. ”

Tang Gaozong sighed and said to himself: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

After Wang Bo's story was told, everyone seemed to be still immersed in the emotions of Wang Bo's departure and couldn't get out.

"Wang Bo, you are only in your 20s, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Wang Bo, I still want to see you show your endless talent in Datang."

"Alas...... If Wang Bo lived for a few more years, I am afraid that there would be nothing to do with Shixian. ”

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