To be honest, he really didn't understand what was written on it.

But, we can't call people mother-in-law.

So when it came to cursive writing, Lu Xu reluctantly came down.

But if you want to appreciate the poems, he really has a hard time.

After all, you can't even read the words, how can you appreciate this poem?

But the old rivers and lakes are worthy of the old rivers and lakes, and those extra roads are not in vain. The extra salt is not eaten for nothing.

His eyes rolled, and he said, "You poetry, just look at it, but you can't see anything." ”

"After all, throughout the history of my great work, those famous great poets always have to recite poems when they write poems."

"After all, whether it is the rhythm and rhyme in this poem, or the artistic conception, only you, the poet, know."

"If you don't chant and tell me to wait and watch, I probably won't be able to see anything famous."

"So, why don't you chant too?"

Syllable!

Pei Bulet slapped Lu Xu on the shoulder, making him bare his teeth.

Although he is in a good state of Gangqi, this slap was made by a suspected celestial.

In addition, he is getting old, his qi and blood are decaying, and his martial arts cultivation is not rising but falling, so this slap is really painful!

But the physical pain is nothing, what really makes Lu Xu chuckle in his heart is Pei Burang's unsmiling attitude.

This slap can't be found out that I'm talking nonsense, right?

But soon, he realized that he was overthinking.

Bang bang, Pei Burang slapped Lu Xu on the shoulder three times in a row.

The face that was not smiling suddenly opened up, revealing a bright smile.

"I don't think about it, you are also a person who understands poetry!"

"No one should be a face! The ancient sage is honest, I don't deceive! ”

"Ahem, that's nature." Lu Xu stretched out his hand and repeated his beard, wanting to use this action to resolve the slight unnaturalness on his face.

Rao was a little ashamed of his cheeks.

When it was, he immediately recited the Lu Family Education Heart Sutra in his heart. In a few moments, it was back to normal.

With such a confident appearance, ordinary people see him, and they don't think he is really a poet.

"In that case, I will recite it for you to hear." Pei Burang's face was filled with a look called eagerness.

"Pay attention to feelings! Real poets, reciting poems, are full of emotion! Lu Xu said at the right time.

Pei Bulet heard this, nodded solemnly, and then stood on tiptoe, holding his head high, looking like he was preparing to recite a poem.

The expression is even more solemn, like a pilgrimage.

Then, a majestic voice full of emotion sounded!

"Yongxue~"

"One piece ~ two pieces ~ three or four pieces ~"

"Five, six, seven, eight~ninety~"

"A thousand pieces! 10,000 pieces! Countless pieces! ”

"Fly into the plum blossoms and don't see !!"

At the last sight of the word, Pei Burang even blended into the gangqi, so that the sound waves were bursting, and the sound was rolling, like a thunderclap.

Lu Xu looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment.

This... Looking at such a might, he could guess that Pei Burang must have added a lot of anger to enter.

If he wanted to, he could do the same.

But the power of the two is not the same.

Is this really what the Gang Qi Realm can achieve? Could it be, what a celestial?

Lu Xu's throat twitched, and he swallowed his saliva.

But then, he frowned.

Not because of anything else, but because of this poem!

Although Pei Bu let the martial arts cultivation already reach the Xuan, it is even possible that he has really reached the legendary realm of heaven and man.

However, he was deeply influenced by the Heart Sutra of the Lu family's education, and chose not to be afraid of power and express his heart directly.

"This is the poem you wrote?"

"If you want a rhythm without a rhythm, if you want a rhyme without a rhyme, and an artistic conception, there is a bullshit artistic conception, I really don't know anything!"

Lu Xu stiffened his neck and squinted at Pei Burang, in order to express his spirit of resistance against power.

If it was Fang Cai, Pei Burang would definitely be angry if he was refuted like this.

If you are the worst, you have to brush your sleeves away.

But now..., his eyes rolled, as if he had caught Lu Xu's lifeline.

was not annoyed, but said lightly: "Have you ever heard of Huainan poet Gu Beichuan?" ”

"Huainan poet Gu Beichuan? Who's that? Lu Xu frowned, as if he was racking his brains to search for such an unknown person, and finally determined that he did not have such a nobody in his mind.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Pei Burang suddenly became interested: "You didn't even know about this famous Huainan poet Gu Beichuan?" ”

"Have you heard of "Zhenyumen"? Have you heard of "From the Army"? It's all his best work! ”

"He is in the south, and he has the reputation of being a star in the sky!"

"To put it mildly, in such a Qiandu literary world at the moment, in terms of qualifications, there are many people who are better than him."

"But in terms of fame and works, I'm afraid he is also unique!"

"This is a figure who has re-established the pattern of the literary world in the past year!"

"You've never heard of it?"

Bang Bang Bang!

"Good! Good! Good! Before Pei Burang finished speaking, he heard Lu Xuyi applauding solemnly, and said three good words in a row!

Each one is so heartfelt and so affectionate.

"This Gu Shijun's name is really like thunder!"

"To be honest, I really like his writings."

"Every day before going to bed, you should read for at least that hour."

"If you don't believe it, you can go to the Zhengyang Marquis Mansion another day. My bed is full of his poetry collections! ”

Pei Burang was stunned again, somehow, he always felt that the scene in front of him was quite familiar.

After thinking about the cause and effect, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled, consciously grasping the lifeblood of this Zhengyang Marquis.

This is a face-saving person, and he can't say that he doesn't understand, that is, he doesn't understand, and he has to pretend to understand.

"Speaking of which, my ancestors are also from Huainan, and they moved to Qiandu by chance."

"Maybe, I still have some unknown origins with this Gu Shijun!"

"After all, our ancestors are all cultural people!"

"Good! I didn't expect that Brother Lu would be like this Gu Beichuan's poetry collection, between you and me, it was really late to see each other! ”

"Do you still think I don't know anything about poetry?"

When Zhang Xu heard this, he frowned, not knowing why.

No matter how powerful Gu Shijun is, he is also a family, what does it have to do with you?

It's so close to me, don't you want me to say something against my will? To praise him for this ignorant poem?

Hum!

Excuse me!

You're looking at the wrong person!

I, Lu Xu, am familiar with the Lu Family Education Heart Sutra, how can I be such a person!

Lu Xu snorted coldly and was about to refute immediately.

However, before he could say anything, he heard Pei Bulet say lightly: "My poem, even Gu Shijun saw it, and praised it again and again, saying that it was very well written." ”

"Brother Lu, as a senior reader of Gu Shijun, the insights you give must be very pertinent."

"It's not like those palace eunuchs who have no eyesight, they can't see rare goods."

For a while, Lu Xu opened his mouth and froze in place, unable to speak for a long time.