Lu Fang smiled bitterly: "As the queen said, it is indeed restricted by the Heavenly Dao, and after trying several methods, plus some opportunities, I barely entered the sixth rank and second order. ”

If he hadn't taken a large amount of Heavenly Dao Stones, there was still the fragrance of books.

He estimated that he was still in the seventh rank and third order, and he would definitely not improve so quickly.

"A way to fight against the Heavenly Dao?"

Queen Rakshasa nodded, judging by her expression, she should know this method, so she didn't continue to ask.

The Rakshasa King smiled: "This time Wen Guanhou is here, you must have a good time here, Shui Yao will accompany you around." ”

"Thank you."

Lu Fang saluted.

At this time, a group of dancing girls began to dance.

A sturdy Rakshasa in the first row on the opposite side walked over with a wine glass, first saluted the Rakshasa King and the Rakshasa Queen, and then looked at Lu Fangdao: "I heard that Wen Guanhou is a great talent of the younger generation of the Great Zhou?" ”

Lu Fang looked at the male Rakshasa who looked like he was in his thirties, his appearance was somewhat similar to that of the Rakshasa King, and the robes he was wearing were also extremely noble, and his identity was not simple at first glance.

Just when he was wondering who the other party was, Shui Yao on the side said, "This is the tenth prince." ”

Lu Fang nodded slightly and looked directly at Yi, he could feel that this was also a little arrogant, and he still looked down on him a little.

"I can't talk about talents, I just like to write Yawen, Prince Yi, do you know what Yawen is?"

He asked with a smile.

When I heard this answer, I was obviously stunned for a moment.

Of course Yawen knew it, not only did he know that there was no one in the world who didn't know what Yawen was, but Lu Fang asked him this question.

He felt offended and-for-tat, he didn't like Lu Fang in the first place, but now he disliked it even more.

"I don't like to read Yawen stories, especially if they are written very long, but I heard that Wen Guanhou wrote Yawen, and I heard that he is also very good at writing poems, I don't know if I can make a poem when I see the palace of our Rakshasa country?"

He raised his eyebrows lightly and asked rhetorically.

The Rakshasa King shook his head and said: "Yi'er, don't be rude, the Marquis of Wenguan can be given the word 'Wenguan' by Zhou Tianzi, Wencai is very powerful, he came here from the Great Zhou, he has traveled a long distance, he is already very tired, and he is a newcomer." ”

"Where you have the heart to compose poetry, don't be embarrassed."

"Wen Guanhou, don't care, Yi'er has loved martial arts and the art of war since he was a child, and he doesn't know anything about Confucianism."

Lu Fang smiled and said, "It's okay. ”

He didn't give up, but chuckled: "Father, it's true that the sons haven't read the Yawen written by Wen Guanhou, but they have also heard his deeds. ”

"Thinking of such a legendary figure, it should be easy to recite a poem, alas, it's my problem, thinking about it like this, it's really a little embarrassing Wen Guanhou."

"After all, he writes elegant literature, and it is understandable that he is almost good at composing poetry, Wen Guanhou, you must not mind, because I have heard too many people say before that the talents of Da Zhou are all masters of poetry."

"Hahaha......" Lu Fang chuckled, he looked at a pair of "I'm sorry, it's me who thinks highly of you", and his mood was a little panicked.

This guy named Yi is really annoying.

"Alright." Queen Rakshasa couldn't stand it anymore, waved her hand and said, "Yi'er, you are drunk again, when you don't drink, you are alone, and after drinking, you become another person, go back to your seat." ”

"It's the queen mother."

No matter how arrogant he was, he was still respectful to the Rakshasa King and the Rakshasa Queen, and he bowed and turned around to leave.

"Prince Yi, please stay!"

Lu Fang called out to stop him.

He also turned around a little unexpectedly, looked at Lu Fang a little provocatively, and said, "Marquis Wenguan, is it possible that you really want to compose poems for the Rakshasa Palace?" I'll see. ”

The Rakshasa King frowned and said: "Yi'er, you are a little out of shape today, Wen Guanhou just stopped you and wanted to talk to you, you are so aggressive, how does Da Zhou view our Rakshasa Kingdom?" ”

For Prince Yi, he is considered to be the most favored prince by the Rakshasa King, otherwise he would not have let him attend on such an occasion.

What the Rakshasa King said was already quite heavy.

also bowed his head and said, "It's Erchen who didn't think it through." ”

Queen Rakshasa looked at Lu Fang with a wry smile and said, "Wen Guanhou, don't mind, Yi'er doesn't have any malicious intent. ”

Lu Fang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's serious, I really didn't think of any poems to describe the heavenly palace here just now, but now I suddenly thought of it, so I stopped Prince Yi." ”

"Oh." The Rakshasa King smiled and said, "Marquis Wen Guanhou has come up with poems to describe the heavenly palace, which is really surprising, and it is worthy of Marquis Wen Guanhou of the Great Zhou." ”

Prince Yi said expressionlessly: "Then we will listen to it, and the poems made by Wen Guanhou must be very good." ”

"My queen mother especially likes your poems of Da Zhou, and she has invited many famous talents to write poems for this heavenly palace, but she is basically not very satisfied."

"I'm looking forward to the heavenly palace that you wrote about Marquis Wenguan."

At this time, the dancing girl also finished a dance, and when she heard that Lu Fang was going to make a poem for the Heavenly Palace, after a short discussion, she suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Lu Fang.

Lu Fang got up and looked at the Rakshasa King and asked, "Is it okay?" ”

The Rakshasa King laughed and said, "Marquis Wen Guan is willing to write for the palace, how can this king not, just use it." ”

After Lu Fang was confirmed, he walked to the middle position, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and a huge brush naturally appeared in his palm, and he used Haoran righteousness as ink and sky as paper to write the good words in his heart:

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

After these twenty-one words were written, an exclamation sounded in the audience, and this artistic conception was so beautiful.

It's really amazing!

This is the strength of the Marquis of Wen Guanhou of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there are such beautiful poems as soon as he speaks.

Lu Fang glanced at the people present with satisfaction, especially Yi, whose face was pale, smiled and continued to write:

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world?

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. 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 he wrote this water tune song Tou Mingyue, visions began to appear around Lu Fang's body.

A talented man with his back on his back, looking up at the sky......

Just when everyone present was immersed in shock, Lu Fang hummed softly: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know ......"

Shui Yao, who was closest to Lu Fang, stared at Lu Fang's face with a pair of eyes wide open, she had often heard His Royal Highness Xue say that he was very handsome, she didn't think so, but now she really understood.