Since ancient times, literati have been inferior to each other, and they have all said that martial artists are brave, but don't literati have a competitive heart?

No, literati are also human beings, and he also has the same fighting spirit.

Especially when dealing with people with similar talents.

But if the other party is a giant in the literary world, do you still have the heart to win?

Just like Zhu Zi, future generations just want to learn from him, but no one dares to say that they are surpassed.

Liang Shi felt that he was dizzy, and actually compared King Wu and Zhu Zi.

But after thinking about it, Zhu Jun really changed Zhu Zi's words, and seemed to have his own thoughts.

At the beginning, when he heard Song Lian and others tell about it, he was only angry.

But now I think about it, is Zhu Jun qualified?

He's really qualified!

On the other hand, just because someone realized something that belonged to them in Zhu Zi's remarks, they couldn't wait to jump out and shout and kill.

It's ridiculous!

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly and continued to listen to Wei Guannian.

At this time, Wei Guannian's throat was dry and painful, and every time he pronounced a word, it hurt, but he still continued to read aloud: "Husband! The grass and trees are merciless, sometimes drifting. Man is an animal, but the spirit of things. The heart of the hundred worries, everything is in its shape, there is movement in the middle, and it will shake its essence.

And thinking about what it can't do, worrying about what its wisdom can't do, it is advisable to be a tree for those who are dark and black, and those who are dark are stars.

But why do you want to compete with plants and trees with the quality of non-gold and stone? Whoever is the thief for it, why hate the autumn sound!

The boy is not right, he hangs his head and sleeps. But when I heard the chirping of insects on the four walls, I sighed like helping. ”

After reading the last word, everyone can feel the grief and indignation in the article.

Autumn symbolizes slaughter, and all life ends in autumn, but Zhu Jun uses the sound of autumn to warn the world: You don't have to be sad about autumn, hate autumn, and complain about heaven and earth, but should self-reflect.

This article is not something that can be understood in one go, and it needs to be read through many times.

This "Autumn Sound Fu" is definitely the best Fu in recent years, which is enough to be widely circulated, and if it is widely circulated, it must be a masterpiece through the ages.

From "Painting", "Watching Karima", to "Water Tune Song Head" to "Autumn Sound Fu", Zhu Jun's bones and ambitions are vividly displayed.

From painting to calligraphy, Zhu Jun's edge is completely revealed.

The edge was so dazzling that people didn't even dare to watch it.

Song Ke walked up to "Autumn Shengfu" and stared at it deadly, as if he had seen a peerless treasure, but there was some sadness in his eyes, because this treasure was not his.

Zhu Jun coughed dryly and pulled everyone back from the article, "Okay, let's order incense, a stick of incense time, finish the work!" ”

That arrogant and arrogant appearance, this time in the eyes of everyone, no longer feel annoying, but make them feel like they should be.

If they have such ability and identity, they may be even more crazy than Zhu Jun.

Zhang Yu looked at Liang, "Brother Yongxing, what do you think?" ”

Liang Shi said bitterly: "This song "Autumn Sound Fu" can be called the best in hundreds of years, whether it is the artistic conception or the organization of the article, it can be called the pinnacle work.

I can't compare, if I force a comparison for the sake of face, it will only make jokes! ”

His article is definitely not as good as "Qiu Shengfu", and when it spreads out in the future, others will only compare it, and at that time, I am afraid that everyone will laugh at him for not being able to do anything!

"I can't make such words, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that it is the most in two hundred years, and it is not false at all." Zhang Yu sighed: "If only I could make such poems and songs, even if I die, I will have no regrets!" ”

"The grass people admit defeat!" Liang Shi arched his hand and said: "King Wu's talent is rare in the world, the grass people are convinced, and where His Royal Highness is located in the future, the grass people will retreat!" ”

"The grass people also admit defeat, and the grass people ask themselves if they can make such a masterpiece for the ages in Mingyue, and they are convinced!" Zhang Yu was also very simple, turning his head to look at Song Lian and the others, "It's Zhang Yu who is useless and has disappointed you!" ”

Although they simply admit defeat, none of them dare to stand up and accuse.

Because if they were replaced, they would have the same result.

After Zhu Jun's works came out, they already expected the ending, and these works are not comparable to ordinary people at all.

The reason why a masterpiece of the ages is a masterpiece of the ages is because of its rarity and irreproducibility.

If everyone can make such a good work, then the best work of the ages is not worth much.

Eyes quickly shifted from the two of them to Song Ke, who both put all their hopes on Song Ke.

"Brother Zhongwen, now all hope is on you!"

"Don't throw in the towel!"

Many people cheered for Song Ke, but Song Ke shook his head and said: "Most of my calligraphy is from my teacher, and I am also a saint of calligraphy, and I have not walked out of my own path."

This character has its own vein, has its own system and writing, and is a must.

I might as well too!

If you lose, you lose, Song doesn't want to lose your face! ”

Song Ke looked at Zhu Jun and said directly: "With one enemy and six, the grass people will lose their hearts, if they want to kill or chop, listen to the respect, the grass people will never have any complaints!" ”

Song Lian and the others were extremely sad in their hearts, defeated, completely defeated.

And Zhu Jun won all of them with one enemy and six, and even many people admitted defeat without even putting pen to paper.

It's not because they're afraid of King Wu, the crown prince, it's because Zhu Jun's talent is so strong that they don't even dare to write.

Seeing Song Ke admit defeat, everyone behind Zhu Jun cheered.

"Sixth brother, you are so fierce!" Zhu Bo and Zhu Stirrup were both stupid, Zhu Jun didn't talk about winning Song Lian and others, and now he has defeated these famous literati all over the world.

Doesn't that mean that his sixth brother's talent is the best in the world?

Zhu Zinc's face turned red with excitement, and his eyes were full of adoration when he looked at Zhu Jun.

Zhu Yingying didn't want to mention it, he had already rushed over and hugged him, "Sixth uncle, I have decided, I will learn from you in the future!" ”

"Sixth Uncle doesn't have that much time to teach you!" Zhu Jun touched his head, and he was in a good mood, fortunately, these people had some discipline and didn't stumble, otherwise he might not have to wait for a long time.

He looked at Song Ke, who was about to kill and listen to him, and said: "You haven't violated the law of the great cause, what are you doing to kill you, although you have a hard temper, but you are quite principled, so let's do it, this king's Endeavor Hall still lacks a teacher to teach painting, where can you teach children to draw!" ”

Song Ke looked at Zhu Jun in disbelief, didn't he say that King Wu was crazy and violent?

If he doesn't kill him, he will teach his children to draw, where is there a little bit of violence?

Without waiting for him to speak, Zhu Jun looked at Song Lian and the others, "Old man Song, how about this time?" ”

Song Lian's face turned dark, like a mang's back, like a fish in his throat, this time Zhu Jun relied on his talent to really win the people he called, even if he said that it was useless.

Feeling everyone's gaze, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Zhu Jun didn't urge, and after a long time, Song Lian said in despair: "It's the lower official who lost, and the lower official will fulfill as promised!" ”

"Is Ben Wang qualified to proctor?"