It's just that Zhu Yuanzhang is sitting here, and no one dares to be presumptuous in front of the emperor.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Look at what we do, if you are really afraid of us, you will not make trouble here again!" ”

Hearing this, everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and it was obvious that the emperor was very unhappy.

Wei Guan stubbornly walked over.

At this time, there were two large pieces of paper on the table, one full of papers, and the other less.

He first looked at the one with a little less words, and read it out, "Water tune song head. When is the bright moon? ”

As soon as I heard the name of the word, I knew that Zhu Jun had made a poem.

Zhang Yu listened with his ears pricked up, and listened to Wei Guan sing loudly: "When is the bright moon?" Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

While singing and shouting, Wei Guan's body and mind were trembling.

Good words, this is definitely a rare good song.

Since hundreds of years ago, the word has reached its peak, and to this day, there is no longer a word that has been widely circulated.

Zhu Jun's first word, only half of it, is better than him, I don't know much.

And such a word, there is also the second half.

He actually gave birth to a kind of sadness, in today's flourishing literature and Taoism, they can only see the demeanor of Masters in ancient books.

But today, he actually saw the shadow of the ancient erudite master from Zhu Jun's body.

And this half of the que, which also made everyone present gasp.

If "Guankarima" is a poem that reflects Zhu Jun's ambition, then this water tune song is definitely a classic work of literary style, and it is difficult to make such words without a deep heritage.

It's August, and it's Mid-Autumn in a few days.

After the middle period, it is autumn, and this poem is not only done well, but also very suitable for the occasion.

Zhang Yu's scalp tingled, "When is there a bright moon?" Ask the sky for wine! ”

He asked himself, could he have made such words?

He looked at the others and saw that everyone was stunned.

Zhu Yu smiled again, although Zhu Yuanzhang had a straight face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

But Wei Guan continued to sing and drink: "Turn Zhu Ge, low Qihu, shine sleepless." There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

When Wei Guan finished reading the last word, the scene was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

If the first half of Zhu Jun's que can be called a king, then the second half is enough to be a god!

Wei Guan closed his eyes in despair again, such a great work, no one present could compare.

Zhu Jun secretly thanked Su Dashen in his heart, fortunately this is a parallel world, otherwise, there are really not so many poems to fill him with cups!

Zhu Yu said excitedly: "A good person has joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and a good person wishes that people will be thousands of miles together for a long time, this work can be called the most in two hundred years!" ”

He dared to say this, he really didn't praise Zhu Jun, but anyone with the ability to appreciate it would not think that Zhu Yu was touting his younger brother.

Zhu Yuanzhang also shouted in his heart, he actually didn't like the style of the literati, but the court couldn't do without them.

But Zhu Jun's style, he likes it very much.

He set his eyes on Zhang Yu, only to see that Zhang Yu was still trapped in the artistic conception of Zhu Jun's works and did not withdraw.

Then he said: "Dog thing, let people spread out our sixth child's works and let everyone see them!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Wang Gou'er sighed again in his heart, he didn't know how many times he sighed.

He called two eunuchs, and then unfolded the word Zhu Jun.

At this time, the sun is just right, so the handwriting dries quickly.

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang see Zhu Jun's handwriting, only to see the words written by Zhu Jun, the bones of heaven are beautiful, and the fun is hazy, "such as Qu Tie breaking gold", this kind of calligraphy has never appeared in the calligraphy works of his predecessors.

What he saw was not the words, but the edges hidden under the words.

That slash was like a sharp knife and gun.

Zhu Yu couldn't help but ask, "Sixth brother, what kind of font is this?" ”

"Big brother, this is what I learned from my predecessors, and then I added some of my own ideas, so I finally got this font, you can call it "thin gold body"! "If you have a lot of debts, you should make a name for Huizong, Zhu Jun thought so, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of shame in his heart.

"Skinny gold? As the name suggests, it's amazing! "Zhu Yu was trained by a group of great Confucians, and he is not necessarily the most top-notch in all aspects, but he must be balanced.

He couldn't write this word, and he believed that there were very few people present who could write it.

Song Ke was short of breath, and he rushed to the big paper, staring at the words on it.

He was a calligrapher, and writing was almost a part of his life.

Whether this thin gold body is a faction of its own, he can tell at a glance.

"It's true, it's true, this font has its own vein, and the pen style has traces to follow!" He loves to write, and he doesn't know anything about the calligraphy at home, and when he sees the words he likes, even if he is bankrupt, he will buy it.

In the face of this unique thin gold body, Song Ke couldn't speak anymore, he looked at it over and over again as if he was crazy.

The people present suddenly became numb, poetry, songs, calligraphy and painting, these five fields, Zhu Jun seemed to have reached a realm.

They suddenly felt that if Zhu Jun was not qualified to invigilate, then what were they?

What qualifications do you have to stay in Hallym Academy?

Song Lian didn't speak for a long time, just stared at the piece of paper blankly, and all the energy in his body was empty.

Zhan Tong, Zhao Shou is not much better, his face is extremely ugly!

Zhu Jun said: "Don't be stunned, read the other piece of paper, don't delay the king's time!" ”

Wei Guan's expression was particularly sad and angry, he really wanted to say something, don't think that you can be arrogant because you are very talented.

But he can't say it, if people want to have an identity, they want to be meritorious, and they want to be literary, and he can be arrogant.

He walked to another piece of paper, took a deep breath, and continued to read, ""Autumn Shengfu", reading at night, hearing the sound from the southwest, listening to it in horror, saying: Strange! At the beginning, it was sassy, and it was rushing and surging ......"

"It's Fu, this one is Fu!"

"With autumn as the endowment, it is another song that suits the occasion!"

Someone exclaimed.

But he soon shut up under the angry eyes of others.

The more Liang Shi listened, the more frightened he felt, and the more he listened, the more he felt that he had the face to stand here against this little talent.

Poetry, songs, calligraphy and painting, these six ways, King Wu has walked out of a road unimaginable to ordinary people.

His talent seems to have reached an unimaginable level.

Even if this song "Autumn Sound Fu" has not been finished yet, he knows that he can't compare.

This is not his self-indulgence, but an indisputable fact!