Looking at the desk placed in the center of the library pavilion and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it, Qin Yuan couldn't help but smile dumbly, obviously the group of guys in front of him had already prepared something for him to show his hand!

However, since he had already promised Peng Hu to spend a little pen and ink on Hanshan Temple, he naturally couldn't pretend to be polite at this time, and it was the right solution to make a move when it was time to make a move.

"Mr. Qin, presumably Director Peng Hu has already told you, our Hanshan Temple is also a thousand-year-old building, and if you want to talk about the historical heritage, it is no worse than the Tengwang Pavilion in Hongdu.

Therefore, we also hope that Mr. Qin Yuan can give us a poem and a half text to Hanshan Temple, so that our Hanshan Temple can also be famous all over the world, so that the people of the whole country know that there is such an ancient temple that has stood for thousands of years without extinguishing! The presiding abbot said sincerely.

Listening to the abbot's words, Qin Yuan nodded silently and said, "Master Abbot, even if you don't say it, I will do it, I ride around the country, first, I want to measure the great rivers and mountains of our Dragon Country with my feet."

Second, I hope to present the customs and cultural scenery of our Dragon Country to you from my perspective, so that my audience can better understand our motherland.

And our Hanshan Temple in Suzhou has a long history and profound culture, which can be described as a rare treasure, if I can sprinkle ink in Hanshan Temple today, it is also the glory of my Qin Yuan's life. ”

Listening to Qin Yuan's words, whether it was the abbot or Director Peng Hu, as well as a group of celebrity friends around him, they were all deeply touched, they never thought that Qin Yuan's ride would have such a deep meaning.

"Mr. Dayi, it is really a blessing to see Mr. Qin today, why don't I polish the ink for Mr. Qin!" As the presiding abbot spoke, he took the initiative to step forward to polish Qin Yuan's ink.

"Then there is Master Abbot Lao!" Seeing that the abbot was so enthusiastic, Qin Yuan also nodded gratefully, and then he walked to the table and picked up the brush on the table.

"Today, because of the limited time, I won't write a long article, I'll write a poem for Hanshan Temple!" Qin Yuan thought for a while and said.

In fact, there are more than 170 poems describing Hanshan Temple, many of which have long articles, if Qin Yuan wants to write them, he can copy them out.

But it's really late now, it's almost 12 o'clock in the morning, and everyone is actually very tired at such a late hour.

Therefore, Qin Yuan naturally wanted to save a little time and let them go back to rest early, so he just wrote a poem "Fengqiao Night Park".

"The inscription is good! We just set up a new stone tablet at the entrance of Hanshan Temple, I originally planned to engrave the poems written by the ancients in Hanshan Temple, but I didn't expect that Mr. Qin happened to come today, this is really a fate destined in the dark!

If Mr. Qin is willing to write poems, then I will ask someone to engrave the poems you wrote on the stone tablet at the door tomorrow, so that it will be immortal through the ages! The presiding abbot said excitedly.

And hearing that the presiding abbot said that there was an empty stone tablet at the door of Hanshan Temple that had just been made not long ago, Qin Yuan immediately became interested, since they were all writing poems, why didn't he write directly on the stone tablet?

This is not easy to damage, and it is not easy to find someone to engrave tomorrow, which is simply a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately asked excitedly: "Master Abbot, are you saying that there is an empty stone tablet at the entrance of our Hanshan Temple now?" ”

Seeing that Qin Yuan suddenly became excited, the presiding abbot looked confused, and only nodded after a while, and said: "That's right, I just asked someone to pull a stone tablet and put it at the door of Hanshan Temple a few days ago, and I want to engrave the ancient poems written by the sages, so that it can better highlight the cultural heritage of our Hanshan Temple."

However, I searched for a long time, but I did not find an ancient poem that was both famous and satisfactory to me, so I did not need to start construction for a long time, and now the stele is still empty! ”

Hearing the abbot's words, Qin Yuan immediately laughed and said, "Master Abbot just said that if I write poems, you will ask people to engrave the poems I wrote on the stone tablet, I don't think there is any need for this, why don't you let me engrave them directly!" ”

"What!"

"Mr. Qin, you carved it directly?!"

Hearing Qin Yuan's words, the abbot thought that he had heard it wrong, not only the abbot, but everyone present widened their eyes and looked at Qin Yuan with a look of surprise.

They didn't expect Qin Yuan to say that he wanted to engrave poems directly on the stone stele, you must know that the stones that can be made into the stone stele are extremely hard, and it is impossible to engrave poems on the stone stele without professional tools.

And now they couldn't find a professional carving tool on this big night, so it seemed impossible to them.

In this way, a group of people naturally felt very surprised.

As for their reaction, Qin Yuan had already guessed it, so he was not surprised at all, but what others could not do, he did not have the slightest pressure, knowing that his physique value had reached the terrifying point of 50 points.

As far as the hardness and strength of his fingers are concerned, let alone carving words on the stele, it is not difficult to directly pinch and explode the stele.

Of course, he naturally can't do such a thing as carving poems directly with his fingers, otherwise it will be too shocking, and he will have to be caught and sliced and studied.

However, although you can't use your fingers directly, you can write with an iron chisel without the slightest problem.

Thinking like this, he walked directly towards the gate of Hanshan Temple, and when he saw this, a group of people immediately followed curiously.

Suddenly, a group of people came to the door of Hanshan Temple, only to see that there were several stone tablets standing at the gate of Hanshan Temple, except for the one in the middle that was blank, the other stone tablets have been engraved with the corresponding words.

There is a brief description of the origin of Hanshan Temple, there are also descriptions of Hanshan and Shide, two monks, and some ancient poems engraved in this world dedicated to Hanshan Temple.

However, the fame of these ancient poems is very small, and many of them are unknown, so they do not help to enhance the reputation of Hanshan Temple in the slightest.

At this time, Qin Yuan glanced at the stone tablet by the surrounding lights, and then walked straight to the blank stone tablet.

The height of this blank stele is about 2.5 meters, which is considered large compared to the surrounding steles, but Qin Yuan is one meter eight or five meters tall, and he can easily touch the highest part of the stele when he stretches out his hand and looks at it again.

Therefore, this stele is not too big in his eyes, Qin Yuan, who was standing in front of the stele, gestured slightly, and then Qin Yuan took the steel chisel that the abbot master didn't know where to find it, and then began to write on the stele.

Suddenly, the stone tablet that was incomparably hard in the eyes of outsiders was as soft as a piece of tofu in front of Qin Yuan, and it was easily marked out by the steel chisel in his hand.

The violent friction between the steel chisel and the stone tablet immediately splashed a burst of sparks, plus Qin Yuan's writing speed was extremely fast, so in the eyes of outsiders, it was as if the steel chisel in Qin Yuan's hand was on fire, and the whole spark was splashed everywhere, beautiful!

Seeing such a scene, everyone was stunned, their eyes were full of disbelief, because everyone knew how hard the stone tablet was, but Qin Yuan could easily engrave words on it at this moment.

Suddenly, everyone's attention couldn't help but focus on Qin Yuan's arm strength, what kind of power did this have, so that Qin Yuan could do this! It's incredible!

And what shocked them even more at this moment was the content of the poem "Fengqiao Night Park".

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

Just when Qin Yuan wrote the last sentence, the bell of Hanshan Temple suddenly rang, which couldn't help but echo with the sentence 'The bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship', which immediately pulled the charm of this whole poem to the extreme, and shocked the people around him!

(End of chapter)