After a long time, in order to prevent being late, Lu Xu sighed that he had no time to elaborate on the Heart Sutra of Education, and left the mansion very regretfully.

Behind him was the face of Lu Shuang for the rest of his life.

Imperial Court! Also known as the Imperial Palace!

Located in the north of Qiandu, it covers a vast area and is magnificent.

Persons who are not idle are not allowed to enter.

It's just that Lu Xu, as the top marquis of the Great Qian, has a special call by holy decree, and this so-called idle people naturally do not include him.

Lu Xu passed through the layers of passes and came all the way to the front of the Manna Palace.

But not far away, a majestic young man was holding a piece of rice paper in his hand, pacing back and forth.

There were still words in his mouth, and when he got closer, Lu Xu vaguely heard the word "Yongxue".

Closer and take a look, isn't this the commander of the 50,000 forbidden army who has admired him for a long time-Commander Pei Da?

Thinking of this, Lu Xu just wanted to step forward and say hello.

Seeing Pei Burang's figure suddenly, he seemed to feel his arrival.

A sigh of emotion suddenly rose in his heart: he is worthy of being a master who is suspected of being a celestial, even if his attention is completely focused on the proclamation in his hand, he can sense his approach.

Immediately, Pei Burang turned around and raised his head.

After seeing Lu Xu, a living person, his eyes suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance!

Finally, someone can help him appreciate the poems in his hand!

However, this appearance fell in Lu Xu's eyes, as if fans couldn't wait to meet their idols.

He wanted to cough twice and put on an idol stand.

Who would have thought that the next moment, Pei Bulet would hit like the wind.

Then a big hand wrapped around his shoulder, looking at the posture, it seemed... A little scared of him running away?

Just kidding, I'm dignified, how could I run away in the face of a junior who admires me?

"But Commander Pei in person? The old man is the Marquis of Yang, and he has been looking up for a long time. Lu Xu was the first to speak, intending to seize the initiative.

In his imagination, as an idol, he had already greeted him first, and he also used words such as "Jiuyang".

As a junior and fan, why don't you have to show gratitude?

However, the reality is particularly unexpected.

Hearing Lu Xu's words, Pei Burang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to mutter: "Who is Zhengyang Hou?" ”

Then he ignored it, unfolded the rice paper in front of Lu Xu's eyes, and said with excitement and excitement: "Take a look!" ”

Lu Xu was stunned for a moment, looked at the inexplicable Taoist pen and ink on the good rice paper, scratched his head, and said politely again: "This rune paper... Well drawn. ”

said so, purely to give Pei Bu face, after all, he is suspected of being a celestial, not chilling.

But Lu Xu's heart was still full of doubts.

Isn't Pei Burang an authentic martial artist? When did it also serve as a talisman for cultivating the Daomen?

Besides, I've seen a lot of rune paper, which one is this?

"What rune paper? This is my poem! Do you have any taste? Seeing that the poems he had carefully created were used as ghost drawings, Pei Burang immediately became angry.

Poem!!!

Lu Xu didn't notice Pei Burang's angry expression at all, and at this time, a sentence kept echoing in his mind: "This is the poem I composed!" "And endure!

What kind of poem does this look like?

After all, he was born as a martial artist, and Lu Xu's temper also came up, and he said toughly: "Where do you look like a poem?" It's clearly the Daomen rune paper! ”

"Fuck you! This is clearly a masterpiece written by Lao Tzu with painstaking efforts! Pei Burang was furious: "At first glance, you have no culture, I can't talk to you." Then he shook off Lu Xu and turned around to leave.

When Lu Xu heard this, he immediately became angry.

Their old Lu family has a fine educational tradition passed down from their ancestors' generation.

The descendants of the Lu family are even more cultural people.

In front of Lu Xu, you can say that he is not good at martial arts, and he is not good at charging into battle.

But it must not be said that he is uneducated!

Isn't this a denial of the fine educational tradition of the Lao Lu family?

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

At this moment, Lu Xu didn't care whether the other party was suspected of being a celestial or not, he pulled Pei Burang's back collar and said loudly: "The surname Pei, you come back, I will have a good discussion with you today, whether this is a poem or not!" ”

Pei Bulet heard this, and suddenly became a little interested.

On weekdays, those people faced his invitation to enjoy the poems together, one counted as one, and all of them hid far away.

It's good now, the first time I've met someone in a hurry.

"Come back, come back, you can tell me, why is what I wrote on this paper not poetry!" Pei Burang turned around and asked vigorously.

"Nothing else, this poem must at least be recognizable, right?"

"Look at what you wrote, twisted and crooked, I looked left and right, and after reading it for a long time, I couldn't see a single glyph!"

"What kind of poetry is this?"

Hearing this, Pei Burang immediately sneered, and said in a tone that was ridiculed by people in the city: "What do you know, this is called wild grass!" ”

"It is a new type of font that is popular in the entire Daqian literary circle, and the main thing is a bold and uninhibited, free and natural!"

When Lu Xu heard this, his brows furrowed, and he was stunned for a moment.

Although he had never seen what the wild grass looked like, a few days ago, two excellent poems, "From the Army" and "Zhenyumen", came from the south, and it is said that they were written in the wild grass.

Since then, there has indeed been a wild grass craze in Qiandu.

In these years, if you want to say that you don't understand wild grass, it is inevitable that someone will jump out and say that you are not a scholar.

But Lu Xu is an old man after all, and he is not so easy to fool.

Lying in front of the rice paper, he looked at it carefully, and said with some doubts: "Are you sure that the wild grass looks like this?" ”

Pei Bulet heard this, and snorted coldly: "Then can it be fake?" The founder of this font once said that the wild grass is for the generals and heroes of Jin Ge Iron Horse and Yan Dog. ”

"When you meet some mothers-in-law, it is inevitable that you can't see it really, and it's really true that you can't understand it......"

"Good! Good! Good! Before Pei Burang finished speaking, he heard Lu Xuyi say three times solemnly.

This voice is louder than the other, and the expression is extremely serious, like an artist who is appreciating a masterpiece.

"This wild grass is really written by dragon muscles and phoenix bones, and the pen walks the dragon and snake!"

"I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen such a good word!"

"In my opinion, if you are willing to practice diligently, I am afraid that in time, you will be able to become a family of your own!"

Well???!!!

Pei Burang looked at him in surprise, and he was also a little confused.

Why did this stubborn old man, who was still sneering just now, suddenly open his mind?

Aren't you really infected by the heroism of my font?

Thinking of this, Pei Burang couldn't help but smile and said, "Then take a look at it again, how is this poem written?" ”

"Poetry... Poetry? Lu Xu stared at the rice paper, looking left and right, and almost saw the flowers, but he couldn't say a word.