"The second sentence: The Zhou family jumped out and acted for the tiger, where the tentacles of Qin Fangweng in Zhizhou could not be extended, he was willing to be a dog who worked hard for the Qin family, threatening the residents of the city, and not helping us, only a conscientious businessman who was not afraid of power and strength, risked the disapproval of the world to take us in, and was maliciously targeted by the Zhou family on the same day, and poached all his workers, this matter also touched my bottom line."

Zhou Liangcheng's face was full of black lines, and the qi in his chest was wave after wave, he had the heart to refute, but Qin Muzhi shook his head lightly at him, signaling to endure it first.

Do big things, don't care about the details, in case this topic unfolds, and the other party comes up with any ironclad evidence, public opinion will explode, let you say it to your heart's content, when the time comes, we will kill it with one blow, which is the best.

Lin Su's fingers were raised: "In the third sentence, I am different from you rats who hide their heads and tails, and I don't do the next three indiscriminate behind-the-scenes articles, and I will you if you are unhappy!" …… Now I am telling you that those who are still willing to be tied up with Qin Muzhi and Zhou Liangcheng are regarded as the opponents of the civil war, and those who are not willing to join the two will still have a chance to step down! ”

On the high platform, everyone sneered slightly, and no one got up.

Lin Su said: "Since everyone has chosen a path to go to the dark, well, the cultural war can start now!" ”

Qin Muzhi said with a smile: "Your Excellency has been talking for so long, we don't bother to pay attention to it, just because we don't want to distract from today's topic...... Now that Your Excellency has finished speaking, let's start the civil war, how to fight? ”

"In the simplest, most direct and irrefutable way!" Lin Su said: "Poetry! I'm alone with you bunches! If any of you outshines my poetry, you win! None of you have reached the level of my poetry, and I win! ”

"Anyone?" The four words floated gently, like autumn leaves, although it was light, but the sound was in the ear, and it was extremely comfortable.

Lin Su's gaze passed through everyone and fell on the face of the white-clothed monk......

"Yes! Anyone, including you! ”

All the onlookers were thrilled.

Akiko Show!

It's him!

He's out there!

This person who wrote colorful poems when he was a teenager, after seven years of precipitation in Buddhism, is now on a high platform, face to face with a generation of poets and demons who have just risen to become famous all over the world.

Two geniuses who have not met in a century in the poetry world are like two meteors colliding together, no matter what, they are a generation of good stories.

"What's the topic?" Qiu Zixiu said lightly.

"This power is up to you! It's up to you to choose the topic! ”

With a bang, the bottom exploded all at once.

One person played against eleven people, including four masters, four Xie Yuan, one poetry wizard, two Quzhou ten shows, and actually let the other party choose the topic.

In fact, it is not important to compare poems, words, words, texts, and scriptures and history interpretation, but the important thing is precisely the selection of topics.

Why?

The choice of the topic is too advantageous.

If someone is particularly familiar with a certain object, if someone has a poem for many years, if someone happens to memorize a peerless poem that has never been passed down to the world, and he chooses the corresponding topic, wouldn't it be a gift?

Therefore, in the general case of literary warfare, the person who wrote the question must be a person who has absolutely nothing to do with both sides.

In this way, fairness can be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

If the questions in the imperial examination are leaked in advance, the entire examination will be invalidated, and the questions of the literary war will be chosen by the other party, which is more fatal than the leakage of questions in the imperial examination.

And today, Lin Su just handed over the most important choice to the other party.

Moreover, he agreed that if one of the eleven defeated him, even if all the eleven were victorious.

If it's not that he wants to lose, then there is only one explanation - he's crazy! Crazy without limits!

"Good!" Qin Muzhi folded the fan: "The civil war is initiated by you, the way of the cultural war is determined by you, and the topic is determined by us, is it fair, is there a bet?" ”

Fair? When the people below heard him say this, they seemed to think it was fair, but who of those students didn't know the goods? Who can feel fair?

Lin Jialiang's forehead was full of sweat.

Although he had reached a consensus with the third brother and was completely dominated by the third brother, as soon as the third brother's words came out, he still couldn't help but want to refute, how could the right to choose the topic be in their hands? If you think about it on your toes, you can understand that the question they chose must be extremely tricky, but at this moment, the two sides have reached a consensus.

Finished! Lin Jialiang's eyes were gloomy.

Originally, he still had a three-point chance of winning, if the third brother chose the topic, he would directly choose the wine, and the four colorful poems were swinged outward, and this group of people couldn't make up the four colorful wine poems when they were killed, but now, it's all over, third brother, you ...... Didn't you sleep last night? How did you come up with such a stupid trick?

"Yes!" Lin Su said: "Whoever loses, Rao will Changcheng L run three times and shout ten times 'I am a waste'!" ”

On the high platform, Zhao Ji's face turned black directly.

Everyone below looked at each other in a daze.

Only the women of Piaoxianglou screamed, funny and tasteful...... They like ......

Qin Muzhi smiled: "Your Excellency is a good Yaxing, haven't you forgotten Haining's gamble that day?" I seem to remember that Haining's bet has another bet, should you also add it in? ”

"Yes!" Lin Su said: "The winner has the right to ask the loser a question, and the loser must answer truthfully." ”

"Good! Pick it up! Qin Muzhi stood up.

"Got it!" Zhou Liangcheng naturally followed.

The four major solutions stood up at the same time!

In the blink of an eye, on the high platform, ten people agreed, and only one person, Qiu Zixiu!

Qiu Zixiu slowly raised her head: "This bet is really unfair, but there is a sentence to say?" You will not live! Pick it up! ”

Eleven people are all connected!

Zhou Liangcheng wrote, wrote the gambling contract on the treasure paper and pen, and both parties signed!

Wendao gambling contract, so far reached.

The onlookers were all nervous, and the Wendao gambling agreement was reached, and there was nothing to change.

What will they be talking about?

Lin Jialiang quietly prayed in his heart, the ancestors and the ancestors blessed, don't run out of the third brother's cognitive range of the topic, otherwise, he will definitely not escape this catastrophe today, if it is just L, it is good to say that even if the third brother is dusty in the literary world, the nine princesses of the fox clan may be able to find a miracle solution.

But the other party also issued a second condition, they must have come for the secret recipe of Baiyunbian wine, no...... There are eleven of them, each of them can ask the third brother a question, so why is it as simple as Baiyunbian wine? I'm afraid that the kind of magical machine that the third brother just developed can't keep it...... All the secrets of the Lin family will be revealed.

At this, the cold sweat on his forehead did not disappear, and new sweat was added......

On the high platform, Qin Muzhi smiled: "The bet has been made, now it's time to choose the topic, before the topic is selected, please enjoy a wonderful instrument performance!" Our topic is related to this thing. ”

He clapped his hands lightly, and the curtain on the high platform slowly parted.

It was dark inside, and there was a woman faintly.

With both hands clapping, the lights inside turned on, and a beautiful woman sat on a stool, her figure was graceful, she was holding a strange musical instrument in her hand, blocking her face......

Lin Su's heart jumped slightly, pipa!

In his previous cognition, there was no pipa in this world, so the first wine poem he wrote: Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, he immediately urged, and he changed the word pipa to "Qingzheng" of battlefield attack.

He knew that there was a way of music in this world, and he thought that if someone who was a musician liked him, he could make a pipa and help her create a new way of music......

And now, the pipa has actually appeared.

"What is this?" The people below stared at the pipa, all of them didn't know.

Lin Jia's conscience jumped, what is this? He didn't know at all, he didn't know, and the third brother naturally wouldn't know, miserable!

The other party is so insidious, they chose something that no one else knows, and they must have already knew, and they must have prepared countless excellent poems in advance.

Lin Jialiang's face turned red all of a sudden, and he was about to climb the high platform, but a person next to him held his chest with his hands and walked in front of him in one step: "What? Second Prince Lin can't stay still? Want to go up and help? ”

It's Zheng Hao.

Lin Jialiang shouted: "This is not fair! Lin has never seen this thing, and my brother naturally doesn't know about it, and they, prepare the psalms in advance, shamelessly......"

"Lin San Gongzi!" Qin Muzhi said coldly: "The contract of Wendao has been signed, can Brother Ling's repentance be a reason to break the contract?" ”

"Not really!" Lin Su said: "Your Excellency has to use this thing as the theme? ”

"Exactly!" Qin Muzhi: "This thing is called pipa, it has just been introduced to Dacang from the north, and I have never heard of it, why don't we listen to a song first, and then use this thing as the title to write a poem?" ”

"The gambling contract has been decided, listen to it!"

"Good! Let's go! Qin Muzhi commanded......

The Pipa Girl slowly moved the pipa away, and what caught her eyes was a beautiful face, and her hand swept lightly, like a pearl and jade confusion, just one sound, and the whole audience was shocked......

The sound of the lute is very agile, it begins to soothe, then it gradually rushes to the highest point, and then abruptly stops......

Everyone flew out of the sky, and suddenly heard the sound of the pipa stopping, and several people below put their palms together, and they were about to applaud, but on the high platform, everyone did not move, and they all stared at the silence, and those who wanted to applaud stopped.

There was a choking sound, like a silver bottle bursting, swords and guns rang out, and everyone's hearts were full of drums......

The pipa gradually soothed, and gradually became silent......

The pipa girl's pipa was erected again, and the whole person hid behind the pipa......

"Good!" On the high platform, everyone applauded.

The audience woke up like a dream and cheered in unison......

The curtain closed slowly......

"Just write a poem with the pipa as the theme!" Qin Muzhi said: "Let's start, a quarter of an hour!" ”

The maid next to her counts down the timer, and the timer begins!

Lin Su quietly looked at the curtain behind him, who is this woman? Why is the pipa full of such complex feelings, it seems that there is no thought, and it seems that the sword and the soldiers intersect, and she can't play such a tune without considerable experience......

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, five minutes......

Yang Yu's hand together, start writing!

Zhou Liangcheng also wrote!

The four major solutions were put to paper almost at the same time......

Zhao Ji picked up the pen......

Qin Muzhi finally picked up the pen as well......

There is only one person, Qiu Zixiu, he looked at Lin Su with a smile, and slowly lifted the pen, extremely Buddha-like, as if he was afraid of disturbing the elf at the tip of the pen......

Lin Jialiang's sweat slowly flowed down his back, he had also had this situation with the third brother, and he began to feel that he could always write something, but when it came to handing in the blank scroll, today's musical instrument, did he really catch the third brother off guard?

You're writing!

The curtain inside slowly opened a slit at some point, and a pair of eyes looked at Lin Su through this slit, Lin Su's eyes docked with these eyes, and he was slightly shocked, what kind of eyes are these? Full of pain, full of helplessness, like a fish in a transparent fish tank, rushing left and right, but unable to rush out, but she still fantasizes about miracles......

There are only about three minutes left.

Lin Sucai seemed to wake up suddenly, picked up the pen, and waved it......

It's time!

A cry came from behind, and everyone had a piece of paper in front of them, and everyone had finished the poem in the allotted time.

"The poems have been completed, how can we test the quality of the poems?" Lin Su Dao.

"Burn the holy incense! Listen to the Holy Judgment! ”

"Fair! That's it! Lin Su said: "Let's read it first!" ”

Yang Yu was the first to write, and his poems were also the first to read:

"There seems to be a strange sound from outside the world, and the rhyme is full of love and night tailoring......"

After reading a poem, a white light suddenly appeared, the piece of paper on his desk was suspended for half an inch, and the applause below was thunderous, and the high-end talent was more than the poem, it was really terrifying, and the first one had a holy light appearing, how rare was it? Even Lin Jialiang was secretly impressed, only literati know how difficult it is to write white light poems, Lin Jialiang has been on the literary road for more than ten years, and there is only one white light poem, which is still an extremely unexpected situation, and occasionally has a wonderful sentence.

"Good poetry! Brother Yang's poem is really beautiful and dusty, which is in line with Brother Yang's usual style. Qin Muzhi admired.

Yang Yu smiled and said, "Third Prince Lin, how do you feel?" ”

Lin Su nodded: "It's good!" But there is a question I want to ask Brother Yang, Brother Yang opened his mouth to rhyme and love the night, why is it night? Could it be that you wrote this last night? ”

Yang Yu's heart sank suddenly, I C!

This poem was really written last night, and he was particularly impressed by the three words of night cutting, so he raised his hand and wrote it, ignoring that it was already daytime at the moment, and he was caught by the other party with pigtails......

Qin Muzhi smiled faintly: "The pipa is in the dark room, the curtain is divided, like the opening of the night, the night cuts three words, the artistic conception is extraordinary, why not?" ”

"Yes! I didn't say no, I just had doubts. Lin Su said lightly: "I hope that in the following verses, there will be no more moonlight and anything like that, otherwise, I really doubt that you have already written the poem last night." ”

The people below looked at each other, could this really be the case?

The people on this stage had already written a psalm last night, and they also discussed the matter of the pipa last night?

Qin Muzhi said coldly: "Are you bothering to find an excuse for failure?" ”

"Huh!" Lin Su said: "Let you take advantage of the right time and place, but what? Go ahead! ”

The second poem, He Mintao's poem: "There is a hidden moonlight, the river is cold, and the pipa sound is chaotic and the small swing ......"

Poof, Lin Su smiled.

Countless people below laughed at the same time, he just said that there should be no moonlight, and the next song, the moonlight will come out......

He Mintao's eyes bulged and he stopped......

"Ahem...... Brother He, don't care, I just suddenly thought of something funny, you continue! ”

After He Mintao finished reading, there was no movement in the poem, no white light, just a cursive poem.