Chapter Ninety-Seven: Scatter people's hearts, and then go out of the town

Seeing these 28 words, everyone present was amazed.

I didn't expect Shen Lang to be so direct, and he directly clicked on the topic of Tao'an at the beginning. And then in a wild and free posture, the posture of the peach blossom fairy was displayed in front of everyone.

Shen Lang did not stop, and then wrote:

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......

Yun Xiao watched from the side, and a pair of beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter. She couldn't tell what level this poem would reach, but she could vaguely feel that it should be at least Narushu's work!

A group of students from Qingyun Academy also gathered around, looking at these two lines of poetry, and their faces were shocked. But soon, he was intoxicated with his artistic conception again.

"Wonderful......"

I don't know who said it suddenly.

Lin Ran turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of fierceness.

The man was startled and quickly shut up.

Shen Lang didn't know this, and all his spirit was already concentrated in the poems.

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 is full of fun for the rich, and the wine cup is rich for the poor......

The font of Yanti is square and vigorous, but the poems are elegant and refined, revealing the author's free and detached temperament.

If you compare the rich with the poor, one on the flat earth and the other in the sky.

If you compare the poor to a chariot and a horse, he will have to drive me and I will be idle......

In the writing of that word by word, the hall has gradually been filled with a thick green aura, which is a sign of the manifestation of talent!

Can you really write Narushu, or even Zhenguo's work?!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

At this moment, Shen Lang has already written the most classic and last two sentences of the whole poem:

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.

The last word fell, and Shen Lang gently put down the brush.

In an instant, everyone felt a shock in the hall.

"Could it be Naruju?" The group of students looked at Shen Lang with shocked expressions.

The handwriting on the poem turned into gold, and it was brilliant and dazzling.

In just an instant, the poem turned into a golden ray and flew out of the window.

"Look, a vision has appeared in the sky!" A student standing by the window suddenly shouted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone rushed out of the hall and looked up into the air.

I saw that in the evening sky, a cyan talent was rolling, and the thick talent spread all the way to the horizon.

"That's the ...... It's not Narushu by any means achievable! ”

"Is it really Zhenguo?!"

The evolution of the Heavenly Dao did not stop because of the exclamations of these academy students, and the green qi in the sky changed, and a peach forest actually appeared.

And in the depths of the peach forest, there is a mansion that covers an extremely large area.

"That's Momo-an!"

Someone in the crowd immediately recognized the building, which was the Momo-an where everyone was at the moment.

"The evolution of the way of heaven is the ...... of talent It's really a masterpiece of the town! ”

"No way, no way!"

"Although this poem is good, why can it control the country?! Something must have gone wrong! ”

I saw that in the illusory peach hermitage, a man in a loose robe and a mantle walked out of the gate and strolled through the peach forest.

Vaguely, everyone seemed to see the man looking down, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After that, he raised his hand and plucked a piece of peach blossom.

For a time, the whole heaven and earth were full of flowers, as if countless petals fell from the sky.

These petals fell on the Confucian and Taoist students, and everyone could feel as if a talent was injected into their bodies. Although each petal contains not much talent, the petals are densely packed like raindrops, and I don't know how many.

"God-given talent, you must not waste the opportunity!"

I don't know who shouted, these students woke up like a dream, and immediately ran into the clearing, constantly catching the falling petals.

Not only in the peach hermitage, but also in the entire Shinonome Kingdom, it seems that they are being baptized by talent.

Although it is far less intense than that from Qingyun Mansion City, the feeling of heaven and earth blessing is very obvious.

I don't know how long it took for the vision in the sky to disappear, and the colorful peach blossoms that had fallen returned to heaven and earth.

The students were at a loss.

It was only a moment later that boundless talent suddenly descended from the sky, pouring directly into Shen Lang's heavenly spirit.

And at this moment, Shen Lang's consciousness has entered the Wen Palace.

In the huge palace of literature, which is like heaven and earth, countless peach blossoms have also fallen, each of which represents a wisp of talent. After they fall, they quickly merge into heaven and earth.

Shen Lang condensed slightly, and he could feel that the connection with this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be closer, and there was a vague feeling that he could control it.

And the dead tree, too, stretched its branches to intercept the falling petals, and soon a golden fruit was born on the branch again.

Sensing this piece of heaven and earth carefully, sure enough, the tenth appeared outside the nine small worlds, and a peach forest appeared at the end of the heaven and earth.

And in the peach forest, there was a man in a loose robe with a disheveled head, who looked at him from a distance of thousands of miles as if he were smiling.

Shen Lang was extremely surprised.

This is by no means an illusion, this piece of heaven and earth is his Wen Palace, although he is not in the Wen position now, so it is still a little difficult to control, but after all, it is his Wen Palace, and he knows all the changes here.

"After Xiaoyou is busy with the trivial things around you, you can come over and talk about it."

There was a faint free and easy voice in my ears.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, he knew that the other party could see it.

When he exited the Wengong world, he saw everyone around him looking at him, and such a big movement had already alarmed the entire Tao'an. Not only a group of girls and literati who were having fun in other courtyards, but even Fang Fei, Ying Xiang and Mu Wanhua were also recruited.

Shen Lang hugged his fists and smiled: "Excuse me, Shen Lang is here to apologize to you." ”

A group of people who were alarmed by the poems and rushed to return the salute with their fists.

"I've seen Shen Gongzi."

Mu Wanhua walked out of the crowd and hesitated: "Was it the poem made by Shen Gongzi just now?" ”

Shen Lang nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

He raised his eyes to look into the air, and with a slight wave of his hand, he saw that in the night, a golden light pierced the sky and fell into his hand.

When Shen Lang's consciousness sank into the Wen Palace, the Tianyan poems had already been carried out, and everyone saw the golden poems. However, when I saw the original manuscript of the poem at this moment, my eyes were still burning.

This is the original manuscript of Zhenguo's poems, and I am afraid that I will not see it for a lifetime.

Shen ...... Ahem, Mr. Ziyu, can you give me a look at the plaintiff? ”

An old scribe in his sixties had a burning Wen Dao in his eyes, and he was accompanied by a plump young woman.

Shen Lang couldn't help but sigh secretly, he was really old and strong.

Shen Lang did not refuse, and directly handed over the poem: "Please advise." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

The old scribe took the manuscript with trembling hands, and he moved cautiously, as if he were afraid of breaking the rice paper.

Everyone around also came over, and those who were nearby leaned over one by one, and their faces were almost on the paper. The outer ones stood on tiptoe, afraid of missing a word.

"What a poem!"

"The open-mindedness shown in the poem is really a height that is difficult for my generation to achieve."

"This article can control the country...... It's because of the state of mind, right? ”

The old scribe suddenly looked up and asked.

Shen Lang nodded lightly, a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect this old scribe to be able to see this.

"The first step of Confucianism and Taoism is self-cultivation, and in my opinion, the so-called body is not a single body or character, but should also include both spiritual and physical bodies. This article is about the state of mind, and being open-minded can make it easier for me and other readers to understand the scriptures of the saints and feel the experiences of the saints. ”

What Shen Lang said is also very general, although he, as the original author, can feel thousands of times more than others, but after all, the time of practicing Confucianism and Taoism is not long, and the state of mind contained in Tang Yin's poems is actually not so suitable for him.

Shen Lang has experienced many things in his two lives, but he has not had the ups and downs like Tang Yin. Although it can be understood through poetry, it is still a lot worse.

After a long time, the old scribe reluctantly returned the poem to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang put away the poem manuscript, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his eyes to look at Lin Ran on the side.

"Brother Lin, can you be regarded as passing?"

Lin Ran's face was pale, he couldn't have imagined that Shen Lang could really write a work of Zhenguo!

And this topic is still based on the Qinglou, how is this possible, how can there be such a demon in the world?!

"Brother Shen wrote the work of Zhenguo as promised, so it will naturally be considered a pass." Lin Ran said reluctantly.

Shen Lang smiled: "Since this is the case, then fulfill the gambling contract." ”

Lin Ran's face turned pale, he touched the jade pendant in his arms, and hesitated for a while before handing it to Fang Yun beside him.

Fang Yun's face was also ugly, he walked up to Shen Lang and said coldly: "This is a gift from the sages of the Lin family, you can take it." If there is even the slightest injury, the wise man will ask you! ”

Shen Lang smiled dumbly and said: "Since you lost to me, it is my thing, I fell and sent it away, so naturally I will deal with it myself." Can a wise man be unreasonable? Saying that, there was a smile on his face, "And Brother Lin just said that this was won at the poetry meeting, why did he become a sage reward again?" Is it a reward from a sage at a poetry meeting, or something else......"

These words made everyone's faces look strange, and Shen Lang almost asked directly, "Is it a sage who helps you cheat in poetry".

Lin Ran's face turned pale, and he roared in a low voice: "Fang Yun, come back!" ”

Fang Yun snorted coldly and returned to Lin Ran's side.

Lin Ran hugged his fists and said, "That's the end of today's poetry meeting, Lin Mou will leave first!" ”

"Wait."

Yueqiu suddenly spoke: "Lin Gongzi, what have you forgotten?" ”

Lin Ran's figure froze, and he barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "I came in a hurry today and didn't bring enough silver taels, so the money and gambling contract will definitely be given another day." ”

Yun Xiao sneered: "Young Master Lin is a sage's nephew, so we naturally believe it." It's just that my Tao'an is a place of fireworks, and I haven't heard of anyone playing here and paying off on credit, but Lin Gongzi wants to set a precedent for me to be the land of fireworks in Dongyun Kingdom? ”

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately burst out laughing.

Lin Ran and the students of Qingyun Academy suddenly turned pale, if this is going to be spread, I am afraid that even the Lin family of Qingyun Academy and even Dongyun Academy will be reduced to laughter.

Prostitutes on credit, strange talk through the ages!

Lin Ran's face was ugly, and he said coldly, "What do you want?" ”

Yun Xiao glanced at the personal girl in the crowd, and the girl immediately rushed into the house, and soon came out with the four treasures of the study.

"Please also ask Lin Gongzi to write an IOU." Yun Xiao said with both hands on his chest.

Lin Ran gritted his teeth, he didn't want to worry about it anymore, the more he delayed here, the more embarrassing it would be.

Without saying a word, he picked up the pen and wrote down the IOU and left his name.

"Can I go now?" Lin Ran stared at Yun Xiao, his eyes full of murderous intent, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour.

Yun Xiao's heart jumped, and he suddenly remembered what happened in the hall just now.

Her face was a little ugly, she was just angry just now, but she didn't expect that she seemed to be in big trouble.

But at this moment, Shen Lang suddenly stood in front of Yun Xiao.

"Brother Lin, it is really an honor for Shen Lang to be invited by you to participate in the poetry meeting today. At this time of parting, Shen Lang also had two poems to send to Brother Lin. ”

Lin Ran's face was gloomy, and he said: "That's it, I want to see how much knowledge Shen Ziyu has, and he will be able to write poetry immediately after Zhenguo." ”

You must know that writing poetry consumes a lot of energy in addition to talent. Although the blessing of heaven can restore talent, the energy consumed cannot be recovered. Shen Lang wrote the work of Zhenguo just now, it must be a great drain of mental energy, Lin Ran didn't believe that he could write any good poems.

Shen Lang smiled slightly: "Brother Lin, just two sentences, please give me a lot of advice." ”

He walked up to Yun Xiao, took the IOU with a thousand taels of gold, and said: There is a Hongmen in the Peach Blossom Nunnery, and the dog is bullying Hua Ling. set a clever plan to laugh at the world, lose Wenbao and discount gold!

Lin Ran's face changed greatly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.