In King Teng's Pavilion, all the guests looked at Jiang Han, most of them were full of expectations, wanting to see what kind of preface Jiang Han would write, and some people showed disdain, and an article became famous in the history books? That's a bit too arrogant!

As a talented woman in Hongzhou, Yu Huilan and Yu are also staring at each other with beautiful eyes at the moment, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

Before I met Jiang Han, I had often heard of his talent, saying that he was talented, that he was talented, and that he was the material of the town!

And his poems, Yu Huilan has also read, those poems and articles can be described as excellent, graceful, and bold, all of which can be famous in future generations.

Today, he wrote a preface to King Teng's Pavilion, and what kind of article will he write?

Everyone is looking forward to this.

The three girls of the Yi family also looked at Jiang Han expectantly, the difference was that the little Lori of the Yi family was full of joy, and the big Kazlan's eyes flashed with excitement, as if she firmly believed in Jiang Han's words.

And Yi Cen Yin and Yi Lihua were a little curious, tilting their heads to look at Jiang Han.

Lu Yangfeng's doubts are not unreasonable, and many people also have this question......

When a person suddenly becomes famous, he naturally must not be suspected.

This is true even for future generations, let alone in a world where information is in the way.

Although they had long heard how good Jiang Han's poems were and triggered visions, many people were still skeptical.

Yan Gong looked at it with a gloomy face, not to mention how angry he was.

However, this anger was directed at Lu Yangfeng.

Ben came to this part of the preface, which should have been made by his son-in-law Meng Wei, but it was interrupted by this Lu Yangfeng, and Jiang Han wrote it.

Now we can only hope that Jiang Han's talent and name are indeed shaped by others.

Jiang Han held the pen in his hand, and with a slight groan, he had already left the handwriting on the paper.

Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng

"Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu New Mansion."

When these two sentences fell, the family standing beside Jiang Han read it out loud and reported it to everyone present.

When Lu Yangfeng heard these two sentences, he was overjoyed in his heart, these four sentences are just ordinary, anyone can write them, this Jiang Han is really nothing more than that!

Yan Gong shook his head slightly, although there was nothing wrong with the first two sentences, they were also clichés and ordinary.

"The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. The three rivers and the five lakes are controlled, and the Ouyue is controlled. As the family Ding said aloud, the faces of everyone present also changed slightly.

Yan Gong groaned slightly, this Jiang Han may not be famous!

But just these few sentences are not enough to see that his talent is high.

Jiang Han didn't care what others thought, he waved his pen and wrote this first essay in the ages.

"Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bull fight; Outstanding people, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's couch! “

"Xiongzhou fog column, Juncai Xingchi."

"At the turn of the summer of Taihuang, the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The Yawang of the Governor of Yan Gong, the halberd is far away; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yifan, the curtain is temporarily stationed. ”

Governor Yan Gong, Yuwen Zhou Mu, are all people present, as soon as they heard Jiang Han write the two of them in, Yan Gong couldn't help but look sideways slightly, and Yuwen Zhou Mu's face was even more colorful, a good Jiang Han, actually wrote himself in, at present, it seems that this preface is gorgeous, and it can be regarded as a good preface, if this preface is not bad behind it, it can be passed on, then he will also be famous because of this preface.

The faces of many people present changed slightly, and Lu Yangfeng's face gradually became ugly.

"Ten days off, winning friends like clouds; Thousands of miles to welcome, full of friends. Teng Jiao Qifeng, the word sect of Master Meng; Purple Electric Green Frost, General Wang's arsenal. ”

As the family Ding read out this paragraph, Meng Wei and Wang Yuandao were also pleasantly surprised to find that this Jiang Han actually wrote himself into this article.

Suddenly, the unhappiness in Meng Wei's heart dissipated, although Jiang Han stole his limelight to write this preface, but he praised himself in the preface, if Jiang Han is really as high as rumored, this article can be passed on, then he may become famous for future generations because of this sentence!

And General Wang Yuandao Wang is also full of joy, he is not just a rude martial artist as he said, as the old general of Hongzhou City, he also knows some books, and he can be sure that this preface is good.

What's more, Jiang Han also praised himself in the preface.

Yes, yes, this is really good! It's still useful to give him a toast just now!

Isn't this the right time to write yourself in?

"The water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, and the smoke is condensed and the twilight mountain is purple. Riding on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a; The Changzhou of the emperor, the old museum of heaven and man. The mountains are towering and green, and the sky is heavy; Feige Liudan, next to the landless. Heting Zhu, the lingering of the poor island; Guidian Lan Palace, that is, the posture of the hills. ”

"Clothed in embroidery, carved overhead, the mountains are wide and clear, and the rivers are shocking. Lu Yan pounced on the ground, Zhong Ming Ding Food House; The ship Mitsu, the green finch and the yellow dragon. The clouds are gone, and the color is bright. ”

The prose is beautiful, the whole text is dual, and the rhetoric is gorgeous!

Many of the people present couldn't help but stand up, and some even couldn't help but praise it.

"What a 'Lu Yan pounces on the ground, Zhong Ming Ding Food House; The ship Yatsu, the green finch and the yellow dragon'! Just listening to this text, I feel like I am in the middle of a beautiful scenery. ”

"Yes, yes, the rhetoric is gorgeous, the duality is smooth, the rhythm is beautiful, it is simply like listening to the music, like enjoying the wine, it is really excellent!"

"Although there is no vision in this article, after it is written, it will definitely be Wenzhou!" Yin Lushan gave a serious evaluation!

Of course, he knew that it was normal for Jiang Han to write Wenzhou's work, and he was not as surprised as others.

After all, he's seen more.

"Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky."

"The fishing boat sings at night, ringing on the shore of the poor Peng Li; The geese were frightened, and the sound broke the pool of Hengyang. ”

At this moment, Jiang Han waved his pen and wrote, completely immersed in the beauty of this "first essay of the ages".

And as these few sentences were written, the talent on the paper swept out like a storm, and in an instant, the talent soared several feet!

The faces of everyone present changed greatly, only half of them got up just now, but at this moment, everyone stood up.

"Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky?!"

These two sentences directly gave everyone present goosebumps, and they were shocked!

Although it is not autumn at this moment, a beautiful scenery suddenly appears in everyone's minds:

Autumn water, the sky is like a color, a few water birds fly over the river in the setting glow.

The scenery is so beautiful and so intoxicating!

That Yu Huilan and everyone looked at Jiang Han with surprise and joy, shock and admiration.

He stood by the window and walked with his pen.

His talent on the paper swept several feet high, and his face was so plump and handsome, like a fluttering fairy.

"Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky", "The fishing boat sings at night, and the shore of the poor Peng Li; The geese were frightened, and the sound of Hengyang Zhipu "can such a beautiful sentence be written?

Yan Gong stood up even more suddenly, his face was full of horror, and said: "What a Luoxia and a lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!" Such sentences should be handed down to the world! Such geniuses should be immortal! ”

Jiang Han stopped writing slightly, as if he was thinking, but in fact, he was deleting this first essay of the ages, and then started to write.

"Far away, Yixing flies. Cool and breezy, slender song and white clouds. Suiyuan green bamboo, the bottle of Peng Ze; Yeshui Zhuhua, the pen of Linchuan. Four beautiful tools, two dilemmas. Poor in the middle of the sky, extremely entertaining in the leisure day. The sky is high and the earth is high, and the universe is infinite; Happiness and sorrow come, and there are many things to know the void. Looking at Chang'an in the sun, Mu Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extremely deep in the south, and the heavenly pillar is high and the north is far away. ”

The text is extremely beautiful, like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding in front of everyone.

And the person who paints the scroll is also like a fairy descending to earth.

At this moment, there was a vision in the sky above the Pavilion of King Teng, and the originally dark sky actually refracted a ray of sunlight, which fell on Jiang Han's body, shining like an immortal.

The dishes and chopsticks in the pavilion also vibrated slightly, forming an incomparably beautiful sound.

"Confucianism and Taoism! The vision of Confucianism and Taoism has appeared! ”

"Oh my God! What a vision of Confucianism and Taoism! ”

"The first time I saw a vision of Confucianism and Taoism in my life was at this time?!"

Everyone looked at this Confucian vision in horror, except for Xiao Lori, Yin Lushan, Zhou Hu and others who had seen it for a long time, everyone else was terrified.

Even the well-informed Yan Gong couldn't help but gasp.

Now he has come to believe that the rumors are not false.

Jiang Han really has a great talent!

With this article alone, this person can leave a name in history and be immortalized!

And the person who regretted it the most was Lu Yangfeng.

His face was pale and trembling, if there was a regret medicine in the world, he would like to eat it for a hundred bottles and a thousand bottles!

Such a vision of Confucianism and Taoism turns night into day, and this article must surpass Wenzhou!

In other words, this article must be left in history.

Why do you want to ridicule Jiang Han?!

Why do you want to do this?!

"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; Every word is given, and the four rhymes are complete. Please sprinkle the Pan River, each pour the land and the sea clouds! ”

I have the honor to participate in this feast, so I will write a small preface to commemorate it, and one of my small poems has also been written.

At the end of writing, Jiang Han groaned slightly, and then put down the pen to write the last poem of this preface.

King Teng's high pavilion is near Jiangzhu, and Pei Yuming Luan sings and dances.

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.

The poem fell, the talent surged ten zhang, rushed to the sky, the sky suddenly gathered, and the sound of the river came from the pavilion!

After this first essay of the ages was written, a ray of golden sun shot out of the darkness, shining here like daytime, and the entire Tengwang Pavilion shook, as if it were an earthquake!

Zhenguo article was born!

Heaven and earth have a vision!