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If we talk about peach blossom poems, if we talk about peach blossom poems that express ourselves through the wind and dust and yearn for freedom and retreat, what else can compare to it throughout the ages?

I believe that many people will think of this when they mention the peach blossom poem - "Peach Blossom Anthem", a classic written by Tang Bohu in his later years. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

Today's Tang Bohu is still a well-known and talented man in Suzhou, so he naturally does not have such a mood to write such a "Peach Blossom Anthem" that sees through the red dust after experiencing the vicissitudes of the world. And it just so happened that Jiang Xia shamelessly plagiarized it.

When Sun Mowen heard Jiang Xia say that he also had a poem, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The so-called art industry has a specialization, Sun Mowen originally estimated that Jiang Xia was so profound in the pair, so he must not have too deep in the work of chanting. He didn't expect that Jiang Xia would be able to write a poem within seven steps.

Now it depends on the quality of everyone, Sun Mowen is very confident in his poems, so he smiled and said: "Oh? I didn't expect that Brother Tai also has a masterpiece, so please ask Brother Tai to say it for everyone to appreciate it to score the level." ”

Jiang Xia smiled slightly and recited aloud.

"Peach blossom nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, peach blossom fairy under peach blossom nunnery. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers. Half-awake and half-drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse. The car dust and horses are full of fun for the rich, and the wine cup is rich in flowers.

If you compare the rich with the poor, one on the flat earth and the other in the sky. If he is poor ** chariot and horse, he has to drive me to be idle.

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the entire Jixian Gate was quiet. The people around who were still noisy and didn't know how to distinguish between good and bad poems saw that everyone didn't speak, so they also quieted down according to the atmosphere.

Quiet, the ultimate quiet. It was so quiet that even the sound of everyone's heartbeat and breathing could be heard clearly.

"Good! What a poem, this poem should be passed down through the ages. Wang Wenbo, the grandson of Tobe Zuo Shilang, shouted excitedly, and then couldn't help but take the lead in applauding.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Guozijian applauded, and even the girls who shouted in support of Sun Mowen just now also discussed. They are different from ordinary people who do not understand literature and ink, and they have their own ability to appreciate poetry.

"I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse. It's so stylish, so chic."

That's it, and this sentence only sits in front of the flowers when you wake up, and you come to sleep with the flowers when you are drunk. Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, the flowers fall and bloom year after year. It was so desirable to live as you please, and I decided that I would have to embroider this poem on my pillow and sleep on it every night. ”

"Alas, I don't know what the name of this son is, so talented but never public, this is the real talent, both introverted and low-key. You see, in fact, he is much more handsome than that Sun Mowen. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a lot taller. ”

Listening to the discussion of the girls next to him, Jiang Xia's waist pole straightened even straighter. He looked at Sun Mowen lightly, and asked with a smile: "Brother Sun, it's ugly below, can you give me some pointers?"

Sun Mowen's fists were clenched very tightly, and the joints were a little white. He didn't expect it, he never thought that the Guozijian, which was known as the gathering place of the powerful and powerful, still hid such a master, he didn't want to admit that he was defeated, but he had to admit that the poems written by Fang Cai Jiangxia were much better than him.

Sun Mowen sighed and said in an inaudible voice: "Brother Tai is really powerful, and he was defeated. ”

"Huh, defeated?" Jiang Xia said with a smile, "Why are you still standing when you are defeated?"

At this moment, in the doctor's hall, the two Siye and the teachers failed to come up with a countermeasure, and at this moment, one of the Siye Ma Chao was furious, and he shouted loudly: "What? Did the five juniors scare you? If we don't go out to fight here, the entire Guozijian will become a laughing stock, and if this matter reaches the ears of the emperor, everyone will not be happy!"

"Master Mama. "One of the guards of the Imperial Prison suddenly ran into the doctor's hall.

Ma Chao was already in a bad mood, but at this moment, when he saw that a small guard dared to trespass into the doctor's hall, Ma Chao immediately reprimanded loudly: "What is it called? Who let you in, can you enter this doctor's hall casually? Just say something, don't you see that I'm annoying?"

The guard was scolded before he could figure out the situation, and he was stunned for a moment before he said: "The people from the Xun Literature Society outside are compared to the people from our country. Xun Literature Club has already lost two games, and Sun Mowen and Li Yunqing are kneeling at the door of our Jixian Gate and kowtowing?"

"What?" Ma Chao almost didn't drop his jaw on the ground, and he asked in surprise, "Are you mistaken? The people of the Xun Literature Society lost two games?

The villain stared at the doorway, and he could see it clearly, and he was not mistaken. The guard replied.

Ma Chao clapped his hands excitedly, and said happily: "Okay! God help me, you will go with me to have a look." ”

"Yes, sir. All the teachers also breathed a sigh of relief, and then followed Ma Chao out of the doctor's hall.

As he passed by the guard, Ma Chao patted him on the shoulder and said, "If our Guozijian wins a big victory this time, your monthly silver will triple this month." ”

When the guard heard this, he was overjoyed, and shouted at Ma Chao's departing back, "Thank you, Master Ma." ”

At the gate of Guozijian, Sun Mowen and Li Yunqing couldn't rely on the gambling contract anymore, so they finally knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting three times, "I'm convinced." The inmates of the entire Guozijian felt very happy.

When Sun Mowen and Li Yunqing got up, two of the five great talents also stood up together. One of them said: "It's not too hard to kill people, you insult him so much, it's really 'tolerable or unbearable', if you have the ability, you will try a game with me, and the bet contract will not change." ”

"And me, the bet contract will not change!"

Jiang Xia looked up at the two of them and asked, "Who are you two?"

"Danqing Shenghua, Wang Qianxun. ”

"Iron painting silver hook, Mo Zhongyu. ”

"It's quite a big name. Jiang Xia replied lightly, in fact, he also wanted to raise his name to be majestic, but seeing that there were too many people around, in order to maintain his good image, he finally chose to give up.

Otherwise, Uncle Jiang's name of "handsome and dashing, jade tree in the wind, seven times a night, steel plates pierced through the golden gun, and Xiao Langjun did not fall", I am afraid that many people present would be scared to death if he said it.

"It turned out to be Wang Qianxun, who gave birth to chickens, and Mo Zhongyu, who was lewd, it was really disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

"It's Shenghua and Silver Hook!" Mo Zhongyu corrected heavily.

Jiang Xia waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the name is just a code name, even if you call it 'Murderer Maniac' or 'Chicken Hero', it can't change the fact that you will lose to me in a while." If you want to compare, let's draw a debut. ”

"It's more simple than calligraphy and danqing. After a while, we still asked the seven girls to write seven topics, and selected one of them to paint, limited to the time of one stick of incense. After I finish painting, I will ask Brother Mo to inscribe on the painting, and you will inscribe on the painting and calligraphy yourself. Let's try Danqing and calligraphy at one time. Wang Qianxun said.

Jiang Xia looked at him and smiled slightly, shook his head and whispered: "I know that one by one can't beat one by one, but now it's two to one, I finally understand what is the most powerful thing in your Xun Literature Society." ”

"Brother Jiang, what are they the most powerful?" Liang Wenhan couldn't help but lean over and ask.

Jiang Xia smiled slightly, "Naturally, he is the most powerful in cheek kung fu, and he has basically reached the realm of invulnerability." ”

"Hmph! It's useless to have sharp teeth and sharp mouths, if you don't dare to compare, just say it. Mo Zhongyu snorted coldly.

Jiang Xia smiled, shook his head and said, "If you lose for a while, don't cry your nose." ”

After speaking, Jiang Xia raised his hand and said, "Come on, prepare the four treasures of the study's long table rice paper." ”

"Quick, hurry up and get ready. ”

Hearing the echoing voice, Jiang Xia turned his head to look, and saw that it was the doctors of Guozijian and the Lord Siye he had seen before, Jiang Xia hurriedly saluted them and shouted, "Student Jiang Xia, participate in the teachers." ”

"Hmm. Jiang Xia, remember to compete seriously, and don't lose the prestige of our country's eunuch. Siye Ma Chao said.

Jiang Xia nodded and said, "Master Siye, rest assured, the student will report to the country and the reputation of the national superintendent will not be lost." ”

After speaking, the person who went to get the rice paper of the four treasures long table in the study room had already come.

Outside Jixian's gate, everyone set up the table and the four treasures of the study, and Jiang Xia went to the seven girls to pick up a topic. When I opened it, I saw that there were five words written on it: "Deep Mountain Tibetan Ancient Temple".

After getting the question, Jiang Xia and Wang Qianxun began to think about it.

Wang Qianxun thought for a while and stared at the rice paper in front of him, believing that those who are familiar with painting know that composition is the most important part before painting. In particular, Chinese painting pays attention to the layout and management of composition, and a good composition can bring vivid charm to the picture, which is the bone of painting, and it is also a factor to identify whether a person's painting skills are successful.

Wang Qianxun stared at the canvas, clearly thinking about how to compose the picture.

Jiang Xia, on the other hand, slowly closed his eyes, as if an image had begun to appear in his mind.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Xia's mouth, this smile startled Wang Qianxun, and he thought that Jiang Xia was already in his chest.

In fact, only Jiang Xia himself knew that he remembered a thousand games he had done at the beginning.

At the age of eighteen that year, in order to go to a famous black-hearted collector in China, he pretended to be a second ancestor and lost a lot in the casino opened by the collector, and finally signed a loan shark bill of more than one million.

In the end, Jiang Xia pretended to steal a famous painting from home, and that painting was the "Step Diagram" by Yan Liben, a master of a generation. This one of China's top 10 masterpieces can be said to be priceless, but Jiang Xia handed over to the collector a fake from his own memory, except for the character sheet, which was specially made from a Tang Dynasty painting.

But in the end, this painting actually deceived the collector of more than 20 million.

Jiang Xia was still in his fantasy, and suddenly Liang Wenhan shouted: "Brother Jiang, hurry up, he is going to finish painting, and the incense is about to burn out in a short time." ”

ps: Thank you for going upstairs and you know you know the big support, the table on the fan list is not given, everyone, the tiger is here to ask for a local tyrant to have a wood? ha Of course, don't be reluctant if you are not capable.