"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. ”

Qi Huaizu recited "Northern Liang Ci" in a low voice.

There was a sudden silence in the bamboo building.

The five people in the bamboo building are all Wenzong, how amazing is their eyesight?

As soon as "Beiliang Ci" came out, their hearts were unconsciously tightened.

This poem is by no means idle.

"Wine Luminous Glass...... It's a feast before the expedition. Qin surnamed Wenzong drank tea, and seemed to see a grand banquet in front of him,

"It's not a shallow drink of one or two people and a drink to drown their sorrows, but a lavish banquet for the officers and men of the three armies."

"Interesting...... a Wenzong is also savoring,

"I didn't write about the difficulties of the war, but wrote a grand banquet full of colors, dazzling colors, and pride in drinking at the beginning."

"If you want to drink the pipa, you will immediately urge ...... Is this saying that the battle horn sounds, urging people to go to war? ”

Another Wenzong voiced his doubts.

Qi Huaizu shook his head, "It shouldn't be." ”

"The pipa came from the Western Regions, and it was played on a horse at first, and then it was introduced to my eastern land, and there were many changes."

"This sentence should still be rendering a scene of cheerful drinking."

Wenzong, surnamed Qin, looked at Qi Huaizu, "Shouldn't it be to highlight the heavy and sad atmosphere?" ”

"The last two sentences are the ones that are inherited."

Before the words fell, someone retorted, "I think what Brother Qi said is reasonable, and it should still be exaggerating the atmosphere of the wine banquet and drinking." ”

Because of this second sentence, the five Wenzong insisted on their own words, and no one could convince anyone.

"That's it, let's look at the next two sentences first." Wenzong, surnamed Qin, temporarily put aside the dispute, "These two sentences are the finishing touch of the whole article." ”

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, a few people have come back to fight in ancient times."

"Speak broadly, and feel grief."

"Pretending to be a booze, but the sadness is extreme."

Youwenzong shook his head and sighed.

Qi Huaizu frowned and pondered for a moment, "Otherwise, in my understanding, it should be 'shallow to read sad language, and wonderful to read scherzo language'." ”

"What's the explanation?" The other four Wenzong looked over one after another.

Qi Huaizu flicked his fingers, and a piece of light passed, imprinting these two poems in the void,

"The reason why I say that it is easy to read is because these two poems are not preaching the horror of war, nor are they expressing disgust with the life of the horse, nor are they lamenting the loss of life."

Speaking of this, Qin's surnamed Wenzong's frowning brows stretched slightly, "I seem to understand a little." ”

"If this is really the explanation, then the previous sentence is indeed as Brother Qi said, and he is still writing about the joy of the feast."

Qi Huaizu nodded, "The last two sentences, I prefer to persuade wine!" ”

"Looking back at this grand feast, listening to bursts of cheerful and agitated pipa sounds, soldiers, you pour me a drink, and after a period of hard drinking, I am slightly drunk."

"Maybe someone wants to put a cup at this time, and someone in the seat shouts: What are you afraid of, get drunk, just get drunk, even if you are drunk and lie on the battlefield, please don't laugh, 'A few people from the ancient war will return', and life and death will be put out of the way."

Wenzong surnamed Qin smiled and clapped his hands, "Not bad, Brother Qi's interpretation is even smoother." ”

"If the second sentence is urging, it does not match the artistic conception of the last two sentences."

"Interpreted in this way, 'drunk and lying on the battlefield' shows not only a sense of boldness, cheerfulness, and excitement, but also the courage to see death as home, which is quite consistent with the warm atmosphere shown by the feast."

"Qinglian is a heroic and expansive brush, showing a tragic emotion of seeing death as home."

Everyone in the room nodded.

There is indeed no deviation in this interpretation.

But after interpreting it, the shock in everyone's hearts became more and more intense.

Qinglian's "Northern Liang Ci" is amazing!

Although there are only four sentences, people can't help but sway for it.

Especially the soldiers in the north, if they read this poem, I am afraid they will be even more excited.

"Brother Qi, how is your poetry compared to Qinglian?" Youwenzong looked at Qi Huaizu.

Asking this sentence means that "Northern Liang Ci" has reached the level of Wenzong in the eyes of this person.

Qi Huaizu's face changed, and then he sighed lightly, "It's hard to say." ”

Three words, everyone was silent.

This already speaks for itself.

Qi Huaizu did not have the confidence to win.

"In the end, I should be pressed down, but I am not better than poetry, but better than my identity as a literary sect."

Qi Huaizu said truthfully.

"This Qinglian ...... What is sacred? How can you write such a swan song? A Wenzong couldn't help but ask.

Among the five of them, Qi Huaizu is the first in poetry and writing.

Even if it is placed in the hundreds of Wenzong of the Great Jin, it can be ranked at the middle level, and below him, there are hundreds of Wenzong.

is such a character, and he will draw with a fledgling Qinglian.

Who can believe this?

Wenzong surnamed Qin said, "The one who wrote "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is known as the youngest top script master, and he is only one step away from Zongzheng. ”

"It's him!?" Several people present suddenly understood.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is famous all over the world, and the military department has spread it all over the world.

Even these Wen Sects, who have lived in seclusion all year round, have heard of it.

"No wonder it's too white again." A Wenzong was greatly moved,

"Isn't this the second Taibai?"

"If you really want to talk about it, Qinglian is stronger than Taibai."

"As long as you go one step further, you will be the ancestor in the script, isn't the martial arts script supported by him single-handedly?"

"The terrible demon is now going to make waves in the Wensheng List."

Qi Huaizu looked at "Beiliang Ci" and was speechless for a long time.

For a long time, "If you can get this Qinglian to our Songyue Academy, after that, the younger generation of my Songyue Academy will also have a bull's ear......

……

Qinglian's "Northern Liang Ci" has intensified, and after reaching the top of the list, the speed of fame has increased by leaps and bounds.

There have already been master's tasting articles, which have appeared on the Wensheng list.

There are countless people who worship the name.

Even if it is not yet the tide of competition for the fifth day of the first month, "Beiliang Ci" will definitely be able to occupy the forefront of the Wensheng list.

This is already the consensus of everyone.

"How do I feel like I'm witnessing history?"

"I have an inexplicable feeling in my heart that something big is going to happen."

"Qinglian's poem, will it suppress Wenzong? Even if you suppress a Wenzong, you will have to shake the literary world of the Great Jin Dynasty. ”

"I'm wondering, can Taibai's poems catch up with Qinglian?"

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult, this poem is more than a star and a half stronger than ordinary masters."

"If Taibai can also come up with a poem comparable to "Beiliang Ci", the May Wensheng List will be interesting."

"If you can suppress one or two more Wenzong, it will really shock the whole country."

"I think it's not a big deal for you to see the excitement."

……

On the fourth day of the fifth month,

There is only one day left before the tide of competition for the list.

After Li Changan finished his martial arts practice, he came to the Heaven and Earth Courtyard.

"Brother Li, aren't you worried?" Zhou Ziyu leaned over and asked softly.

"Worried about what?" Li Changan was surprised.

"Qinglian, there is another monster on the Wensheng list that can be compared to you, and now it is rumored outside, Taibai is not as good as Qinglian."

Zhou Ziyu hurriedly lowered his voice and said.

Li Changan shook his head decisively, "Don't worry." ”

Joke, Qinglian is also Lao Tzu, compared to coming and going, isn't it comparing herself to herself?

Worry about a hair.

"The fifth day of the first month is coming." Zhou Ziyu hated iron and said with hatred, "Why aren't you in a hurry at all? ”

"What's the use of being in a hurry? The poems are all written, wait...... By the way, there's still work to be done. ”

Li Changan seemed to think of something, summoned Wen Qi to open the Wen Holy List, and then found a poem from Songyue Academy, and wrote it down,

"The tide of competition for the fifth day of the new year is coming, are you ready?"

watched Li Changan move like this.

Zhou Ziyu and An Nan silently extended their thumbs.

You're really awesome!