The sound of the beard suddenly turned high and intense.

Wu Ming left the table and got up.

The maid handed the Great Khan a huge jade plate, which contained a treasure scepter, the whole body was bone, carved from the bones of some huge beasts, and the top was inlaid with a black jade wolf head.

The bone jade staff is decorated with seven treasures such as gold, silver, agate, and clams, which looks luxurious.

This is the token of the Golden Horde's canonization of King Zuoxian, which is equivalent to the Nine Tin Ritual Vessels of the Central Plains.

Wu Ming pretended to be respectful and took the object. Later, he had to perform on the altar in the atrium.

For a while, Wuming's henchmen all showed joy.

Long Aotian also raised his voice and said: "The national teacher has succeeded in the first battle, and the dust in the north has been cleared. The meritorious service is superb, and it is natural to receive the position of King Zuoxian. ”

He was really boasting about what he said, everyone knew that the strategy of that battle was all from him, but Wuming himself only killed the head of Kumo Xi's department, and he was seriously injured by the counterattack, and he has not healed yet.

But no one can blame him, the strategy of that battle is wonderful, the calculation is accurate, and the ingenuity of the deployment of troops is the pinnacle of wonder, even if it is not inferior to the peak of his father Long Zhanye.

At that moment, Feng Huang, the current clan leader of the Feng Clan, looked at Long Aotian, and a soft smile appeared on his beautiful face: "Huang'er heard that Long Gongzi is not only extraordinary, resourceful, but also poetic. Since it is such a grand event, why not write a poem to help Yaxing?"

Long Aotian, the fifth son of the Long family, like Li Xun of the Sanhe Sword Sect, followed his father to fight since he was a child and showed military talent. But after all, Long Zhanye is a generation of heroes, and the light is too dazzling, so that Long Aotian's talent in using troops was not fully revealed to the world until the Battle of Xiao Yat Hill Plains. In Jingzhou, he is most famous for his poetic talent.

In ancient times, there were seven steps to become a poem, but Long Ao was a few steps away from each other, and he was endowed with poetry. There have been hundreds of times, and several copies of the anthology have been engraved, which can be described as extremely prolific. And there are many excellent works, famous all over the country, and it is by no means famous by virtue of his father's momentum.

Fenghuang invited Long Aotian's talented poems to help the fun, one is to welcome Long Aotian's face. The second is to use this to help Wuming's momentum.

Long Aotian looked at the woman leisurely.

Fenghuang has an elegant temperament that is very rare on the grassland, which makes Long Aotian have a heartbeat.

I secretly thought in my heart that the identity of the patriarch of the Wind Clan was enough to be his concubine, but unfortunately he was not a virgin. After this is over, I will decide whether to ask Wuming to take her back.

The five sons of the Long family are extremely romantic, although they have no wife, they are entangled with many beauties of large and small sects. There are groups of concubines, and whenever they go to a place, they often have to find women to expand their harem.

In Long Aotian's opinion, only a prince like Sheng Zuixiang, a figure of the same level as his father, is enough to be his wife. It would naturally be better if it was Shang Qingying, but Long Aotian was not lacking in reason. I know how difficult the Hebei Ice Dragon is to deal with, so I can only think about it now.

Long Aotian folded the fan and shook. stared at Fenghuang and smiled lightly: "Appreciate the grand event, the beauties ask for each other, it is the time to write poems, and I am disrespectful." ”

Wu Ming saw that the two looked at each other, and also felt that if Long Aotian fell in love with Feng Huang, let Feng Huang sleep for Long Aotian for a night or two. Understandable.

The national teacher family has always been the elder brother as the national teacher, and the younger brother marries a wife to continue the family business.

The national teacher family was wiped out by the previous Khan king, and only one person was left in this generation. But Wu Ming already had an illegitimate child before he became a national teacher, but there was no danger of breaking off the lineage.

Therefore, in Wuming's view, women are just enjoying rather than possessing, and if Long Aotian can help him a lot, he doesn't mind sharing his woman with Long Aotian at all.

Long Aotian stood up and paced slowly in the hall, with a thoughtful look between his eyebrows.

At this time, Long Aotian had a free temperament, and he was a scribe.

Wu Feng saw the hesitation of choice in his eyes, and his heart was strange.

To be honest, such a thing as a seven-step poem can still be explained once or twice, but Long Aotian has done it hundreds of times, which is really unreasonable. Looking at Long Aotian like this now, it seems that he has thousands of poems hidden in his heart, and he is hesitating which one to choose.

Long Aotian paused word by word, and groaned for a long time, with a tone and frustration, with great emotion.

"October Yinshan Road, now Hanhai travel. ”

"The snow flow is blocked, and the sunset is camped. ”

"The war is because of the crime, and the gallop is the rest of the army. ”

"Dare to be heavy, hard work. ”

After chanting a song of five laws, Long Aotian raised his clothes excitedly, and he looked sassy, which made almost all the guests in the hall feel broken.

"Good poetry!"

"Majestic, extraordinary!"

"The battle is neat, and the situation is appropriate!"

Everyone praised.

Long Aotian returned to his seat and smiled: "Long someone will use this poem to give the national teacher." The national teacher worked tirelessly to pacify the rebellion of Kumo Xi, which is really a great achievement. ”

The so-called rebellion of Kumo Xi is nothing more than a crime that wants to be added, but since he has become a loser and has been defeated, this rebellion is a sure thing.

Wu Ming also showed a look of great joy, his exploits in this battle, with Long Aotian cheering him with poetry, the more extraordinary he looked. Although the strategy came from Long Aotian's hand, after all, the nominal commander was still himself.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Just when there was a wave of praise on the field, there were three laughter not far away, which seemed extremely harsh.

For a moment, all eyes were drawn to it.

Long Aotian's eyes suddenly lit up and looked at Wu Feng.

He had already discovered that this young man did not have a good face for himself, of course, Wu Feng was Wuming's opponent, so it was natural.

But Long Aotian must not turn a blind eye to Wu Feng's ridicule.

At that moment, he stopped drinking like thunder and said: "Now that such a grand event, why are you laughing strangely here and disturbing the atmosphere?"

The words were sonorous as iron, with a majesty that could not be disobeyed.

Wu Feng shook his shoulders lazily, deliberately making a creaking sound from his bones, and then stood up and said very leisurely: "This poem is not good." ”

"What a bunch of nonsense!" Feng Lie, the brother of the Wind Phoenix, already shouted: "Although this person is a flying feather chief, he must not make nonsense and disturb the palace at such a grand event!

Wu Feng glanced at him coldly.

Feng Lie seemed to see the magic light and fire rising up, and wanted to drag him into the Senluo Hell. He didn't know why this handsome young man glanced at him and made him feel such fear. But he shuddered suddenly, and was silent.

Long Aotian has never been confronted in front of him like this since he was a child, and he suppressed his anger at the moment, and said lightly: "What's wrong, please talk about it with Master Wu." ”

Wu Feng said leisurely: "Since I dare to say it, it's not good. It's not good. ”

He continued: "The first joint opens with a clear meaning and points out the time and place of the expedition. The jaw is combined to write the scene, and the momentum is also acceptable. The neck couplet is full of the hypocritical smell of entertainment poems, the style is lowered, and the tail couplet is even weaker, where is the momentum of a person who uses half a soldier?"

"Poetry has a low open and a high walk, a high open and a low walk, and it is better to open low and go high, and it is inferior to open high and go low. This poem typically drives high and walks low. But it's not in the stream. ”

Wu Feng is quick to think, and he has studied the poems of his predecessors, and he analyzes this poem very thoroughly.

Everyone on the field was impressed by the gorgeous words and neat battles of Long Aotian's poems before, but now they can listen to Wu Feng's analysis, but they faintly feel that Wu Feng is indeed reasonable.

"You are mean and sarcastic, but you have a view of a hole. Extemporaneous singing, as it should be. What do you think?" Long Aotian's voice suddenly cold, his eyes flickering.

Wu Feng said uninhibitedly: "Don't say that the ancients had 'to treat him for the year'. Rectify the situation, for the longevity of Mr.'s good sentence, as far as the poem itself, I have not finished dissecting. ”

"Someone said before that this poem is relevant to the situation, and I want to ask, where is the topic. Where's the situation?"

When Long Aotian heard this, he sneered: "You say that you are not relevant to the topic, and you explain it clearly, why bother with empty words?"

Wu Feng showed a proud look and high-fived: "Okay!"

"From the royal capital. To Xiao Yiqiuyuan, all the way to the north of the desert, has nothing to do with the desert, and Yinshan is still south of the desert, what is the matter with the Yinshan and Hanhai in your poem?"

His eyes were like swords, aggressive.

Long Aotian's face changed drastically, and he said: "Why not use the imagery of Yin Mountain and Hanhai to help the atmosphere of the whole poem?

Wu Feng knew that he had hit Long Aotian seven inches, and he was pressing step by step: "The whole poem is basically neat, but the words 'ten' and 'today', 'snow' and 'day' are not accurate, but they seem to have been forcibly altered." I once heard that there are foolish people who copied other people's poems, and changed a few words to show off, although the poem itself is not good in text and the imagery is also wrong, but it is close to the delusional thing. “

He was clever and eloquent, not only degrading Long Aotian's poems to uselessness, but also accusing Long Aotian of stealing other people's poems as his own.

Long Aotian fixed his expression and sneered: "This poem was originally written by me in the past, and today it is a gift to the national teacher, why not? You say that I plagiarized other people's works, so Long has several anthologies, could it be that they are all plagiarized?"

Wu Feng put his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "Young Master Long has never been to the grassland before, how can he make this poem? It is an old work, but he claims to be impromptu Yincheng, isn't it extremely hypocritical?"

"I have also read the anthology of Long Gongzi, the style is very different, it is like a thousand poems, bringing together countless people's poems in one place. Maybe there is a paradise, only Long Gongzi knows, and the people in it are good at composing poems, and Long Gongzi stole all of his brains, and it is not known. ”

At the moment, he recited several of Long Aotian's masterpieces, and carefully analyzed the differences in style.

Long Aotian's body was already trembling imperceptibly, and his pupils turned into two murderous whirlpools, intending to shatter Wu Feng's body into ten thousand pieces.

What Wu Feng said is not just looking for loopholes, every word has become a reprimand.

Long Aotian is not as good at vertical and horizontal techniques as the Sheng family's father and daughter, and his speech is not extremely clever, and he was hit by Wu Feng by seven inches, and he was speechless for a while.

And the national teacher Wuming was also made his face uncertain.

Wu Feng not only wanted to reduce the momentum of Wuming's side, but also to use this to strike at Long Aotian's Dao Heart.

A Tianjiao son like Long Aotian, who has been humiliated in public since he was a child, may have his Dao heart damaged.

Just as Wu Feng felt that Li Xun was entangled with his fate, he realized that Long Aotian would also have a fateful connection with him. However, Li Xun couldn't make him feel the slightest disgust, but he was inexplicably disgusted when he thought of Long Aotian, and felt that he didn't have to think about the gentleman's methods for this kind of person at all.

Long Aotian, who was humiliated to the point of being almost speechless, had to grit his teeth secretly and said: "Since you say that my poem is not good, you can make a poem and take a look." ”

It's not difficult to break this kind of remark that you do what you do, but if Wu Feng talks about it at length, he will definitely destroy the momentum he has accumulated.

Wu Feng's heart was racing.

He has learned a lot of things, and from childhood to adulthood, his mind is mainly on martial arts, and he has read a lot of poetry, but he can't write it by himself.

However, if he doesn't make an impromptu song, I'm afraid that people will be unconvinced, and he will only talk on paper.

In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Wu Feng suddenly felt a burst of fate attack, but it was a short song that suddenly appeared in his mind.

This is not the first time, he has thought of the remnants of the sentence many times in the past: "Fifty years in the world is like a dream, and there is no one in the world who will not be destroyed for a long time."

And today, it was only then that he had a flash of thought and came up with a full poem.

At the moment, he grabbed the wine glass, drank it all, threw the glass to the ground, and sang a long song:

"Fifty years in the world is nothing compared to heaven and earth. ”

"Looking at the world, dreams are like water. ”

"Let life be for a while, and then perish. ”

This is the seed of Bodhi, the feeling of chagrin, full of heart. ”

"Looking at the world, within the sea and the sky, is there an immortal?"

The singing is generous and free, with hidden philosophical thoughts, which makes people feel stunned and suddenly realized.

In Wu Feng's long song, his eyes flowed, with mysterious power, which pulled everyone into such a situation.

There are more Buddhist principles in this poem. Wu Feng is indeed disgusted by the hypocrisy of Buddhism, but he also admits that Buddhism has a lot of merit in speculation, and he also selectively absorbs the teachings of Buddhism.

As soon as this poem came out, everyone was stunned, and the audience was silent.

After a while, many people couldn't help but say good words.

In terms of Wuming, this poem is to say that Wuming has achieved glory, but it is like a dream like water, put on Wu Feng himself, and it shows the lofty and free and easy exploration of the world, and its artistic conception is so lofty that people can't help but sigh.

Compared with Long Aotian's sensual praise poem, this poem is undoubtedly a judgment of cloud and mud.

Long Aotian frowned, and also showed a confused expression, but he seemed to have thought of something, but he couldn't remember it anyway. There is a look that I feel like I have heard before, but I can't pick it up from the deep lake of memory.

After a long while, he became like a knife in his eyes, and said: "This poem does not rhyme, and there is no such word card, but it is just a limerick." ”

Wu Feng let out a long laugh: "Long Gongzi also said before, 'If you don't stick to the rules, you can become a masterpiece'." Besides, if it is said to be a poem, it must be a word card, a rhyme poem, or a quatrain? My poem was originally based on the genre of the Book of Songs, and if this is a limerick poem, then the 300 poems of the Verse are a collection of limerick poems. ”

was seized by Wu Feng and attacked violently, and Long Aotian was speechless again.

He could faintly see the green tendons beating on his forehead, and his palm pressed against the wooden table, and the table made a sound like a snake's roar, and there were slight cracks.

After a while, he said: "I heard that the master of Wufeng is as clever as a spring, and he has seen it today, and it really deserves his reputation." If he talks on the battlefield in the future, he also hopes that the virtuous brother can have the majesty of appreciating poetry. ”

He classified Wu Feng's rhetoric as a small road, and used the battlefield as a road.

However, Wu Feng's two battles in Qinghao Beach and Huifeng Valley were both like gods, winning more with less, and the opponents were not general, Li Xun was a prodigy of the Three Rivers, and his wisdom was even higher than that of Long Aotian. If you really want to fight on the battlefield, Long Aotian may not be able to bargain.

At the moment, everyone could see clearly that Long Aotian had suffered a big loss in this confrontation, and was provoked by Wu Feng to lose his temper. Wuming also felt that there was no light on his face, and secretly thought that if Fenghuang didn't ask Long Aotian to compose poems, how could there be so many things?

Long Aotian was slapped in the face, and his face was also hot and painful.

Wu Feng just bowed his hand and said calmly: "Since it is Long Gongzi who carries love, of course Wu is also waiting for that day." (To be continued......)