Chapter 189: Reciting the Mid-Autumn Festival Words Through the Ages

The scene in the old capital of Yiguo was very chaotic, the fire set by Duan Xiaomei was extinguished, and the guards finally rushed back to the Yutang Palace.

"Someone has broken into the palace of His Royal Highness the Prince, take someone quickly!"

"Don't let people run!"

In the shouting, three or four guards were the first to arrive, and when they saw the woman in black, they sprinkled their right hands, and the iron thistles in the sky shot towards the woman in black.

The woman in black turned sideways to avoid thistle, and the knife in her hand was finally pulled out.

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the moonlight is like water.

Perhaps it was under the illumination of the moonlight, or perhaps the illumination of the torch, which made the knife in the hand of the woman in black appear scarlet light.

The light was fleeting.

In just one shot, two guards fell in a pool of blood.

Jiang Han looked at this scene in shock, and couldn't help but compare this woman's sword technique with Si Jian's sword technique in his mind.

Si Jian's sword is a must-kill, there are no complicated sword moves, and there are no superfluous movements, and someone dies when the sword is released.

And the same is true of this woman's sword, but it is simpler and more brutal than Si Jian's!

Si Jian's sword is invisible, invisible, and naturally there is no way to resist it.

This woman's knife is visible, and it is also the most ordinary knife technique, but it can't be resisted.

"This woman's martial arts are at least a five-grade ......," Jiang Han said.

"Young master, there are more than five products! Just now, she suddenly appeared and slashed the old man guarding the door to death...... The old man is the fifth grade. Zhou Hu said.

Above the five grades? Four-rank martial artist?

Is this woman from the Japanese Patrol?

If she is a member of the Japanese Patrol Division, my identity will be exposed this time, and I am only afraid of ......

Jiang Han frowned and said, "Let's go." ”

The thing has arrived, so slip it on first.

As for the woman, with such a high level of martial arts, it is not difficult to escape from here.

The two quickly left Miyagi.

And after they left the half-burnt incense, the woman in black also broke out of the encirclement and left Miyagi.

She looked at the streets, her willow brows furrowed slightly.

Jiang Han has already run away? Where did it go?

Under the moonlight, the woman in black came to the top of a building and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

That's where the Mid-Autumn Festival will be held tonight, the highest place in Luzhou City.

I believe that the news will soon reach the ears of the second prince of Yiguo, and the second prince will be furious when he learns about the theft of the palace.

"Is this this person that Zhongli Wuwu asked me to protect? The Xuan Envoy of the Ming Division, the Hundred Households of the Day Patrol Division, and the Silver Knife of the Night Patrol Division...... This guy is really interesting! ”

The woman's eyes were cold and she muttered.

……

At this moment, Mochizuki is upstairs!

The second prince of Yanyue didn't know about the theft of the Jade Hall Palace, and the Wenhui was in full swing.

After Xu Fengyin and Gong Tian finished writing lyrics, many literati wrote lyrics one after another, among which Da Yu Caizi made a good poem.

Silla and more than 100 literati over there have given up, in fact, their poetry level is not bad, but it is indeed not as good as Xu Fengyin and Cui Yunchuan, who are talented people.

As a result, this literary meeting became the scene of a contest between the literati of Yiguo and the literati of Dayu.

Of course, the best words today are Xu Fengyin's "Xijiang Moon: Mid-Autumn Festival", and Gong Tianjue's "Water Tune Song Tou: Mid-Autumn Festival".

These two lyrics are so good that many people don't want to fill in the lyrics, otherwise tonight's scene will be even more lively.

Of course, there are others who have other things in mind.

Yang Ting looked at the paper in front of him, and his face changed.

He also has a poem, a long-conceived poem, originally, he thought that with this poem, he would definitely be able to win the top spot of this literary meeting.

At least it can become the brightest word on Dayu's side.

But who knew that Xu Fengyin actually played extraordinarily.

And the words of Gong Tianjue are also quite good.

This caused him to not know whether to take out his own words, and if he took them out, if he couldn't compare to Xu Fengyin or Gong Tianjue, it would be tantamount to sacrificing himself and fulfilling them.

The second prince of the Glaive raised his voice and said, "Which other genius will write another poem?" ”

No one answered, and Yang Ting did not speak.

The second prince of Yanyue waited for a moment before he said slowly: "Since there is no one to write the lyrics, then ask Kong Shizi to judge the level of tonight's words." ”

Kong Yun Shizi smiled and nodded, and stood up.

Everyone was watching him, waiting for his judgment.

Xu Fengyin clenched his fists, his palms sweating.

Kong Yun Shizi raised his voice and said: "The words of the geniuses of the four countries are all good tonight, and the word that moves the most in this world is Gong Tianjue's "Water Tune Song Head"! This poem is written to the scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it should be the leader! ”

As these words fell, many people changed color, and a smile appeared on Gong Tianjue's face.

Cui Yun gradually couldn't help but say: "Kong Shizi really thinks so? I think Xu Fengyin's words may not be worse than Gong Tianjue's. ”

Cui Yunjian and Xu Fengyin are competitors in Kyoto, but here they speak for Xu Fengyin.

After all, Xu Fengyin represents Dayu.

Kong Yun glanced at Cui Yun lightly and said, "Are you questioning the judgment of this prince?" Or do you think this son is unfair? ”

Cui Yun hurriedly said: "Cui doesn't dare!" ”

The other party is the son of a saint's family, and his identity is far from comparable.

The gap in identity is there, and Cui Yun gradually dares to question Kong Yun.

Kong Yun said: "Xu Fengyin's words are good, but Gong Tianjue's words are even better!" If you disagree, you may wish to make a better word. If there is no objection, the leader of this Mid-Autumn Festival is Gong Tianjue. ”

When these words fell, Da Yu's face was ugly, and even the face of Qiu An, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, was gloomy all of a sudden.

To be honest, the two poems are actually about the same, and the idea and the choice of words and sentences are not far apart.

When Kong Yun said this, he had some biased meaning.

"Yes, Gong Tianjue's words are indeed better!"

"Kong Shizi judged fairly!"

"Although Xu Fengyin's words are also good, writing more moonlight than writing Mid-Autumn Festival is at most a good moonlight word, not a Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Gong Tian is absolutely excellent!"

Many literati of Yiguo said one after another, and even more than 100 literati of Silla began to echo it.

As a result, the face of the Dayu literati was even more ugly.

The smile on Gong Tianjue's face expanded more and more, if he can win the championship this time, he will be able to step on Xu Fengyin and other literati to become famous, and most importantly, he can humiliate Dayu heavily!

Don't you claim to be Confucian? It turned out to be a loss.

I want to return your Siyou Fourteen Prefectures, but you don't have the ability to get it yourself.

At this moment, a person hurriedly ran into the upper floor of Mochizuki, and when he arrived upstairs, he hurriedly tidied up his clothes.

Many people looked at him and found that this person was a fresh face, but he was wearing the clothes of Dayu, and he was obviously a Dayu literati.

"Qiu Shilang, I'm sorry, I'm late."

The person who came was naturally Jiang Han.

After completing the task, he rushed to the Moon Tower.

Qiu Shilang looked at Jiang Han, disappointed and angry in his heart.

What kind of Confucian scholar is this Jiang Han? Even such an important cultural meeting couldn't arrive in time, where did he put his mind? It's really disappointing!

Those Dayu literati looked at Jiang Han and couldn't help but show disappointment.

Jiang Han is indeed talented, but he is too unreliable! What can such a person do?

Moreover, seeing that he was disheveled and smelled of alcohol on his body, could it be that he had just woken up after a drunken day?

In fact, in order to cover up tonight's actions, Jiang Han deliberately sprinkled some wine on his body, pretending to have just woken up drunk.

Qiu Shilang said in a deep voice: "Jiang Han, where did you go just now?" Why don't you see you? ”

"Master Qiu, the students have tried their best to find a wine shop and write some poems for tonight's literary meeting...... Writing and writing, I forgot the time. Jiang Han's eyes were drunk and hazy, and he spoke.

When these words came out, all those present did not believe them.

Why do you want to go to the wine store if you want poetry?

Look at your drunken and hazy appearance, I'm afraid I've drunk a lot!

More than 100 people from Silla were smiling and watching the play.

And the literati on the Yi side opened their mouths and laughed.

"I also wrote poems, looking at his appearance, I'm afraid that I just woke up!"

"It turns out that this brother Tai is the most powerful reader in Dayu, and he can even drink and write poems."

"It seems that the wine of our Yi Dynasty is good, this son actually drank so much that he forgot to participate in the cultural meeting, and when the son is ready to go back to Dayu, I will send you some later!"

Those Yiguo literati said it sentence by sentence, on the surface, they were praising Jiang Han, but in fact, they were losing Dayu's face.

Listening to those sarcastic words, Qiu Shilang and the scholars of Yu Guo were all ugly.

Jiang Han really lost Dayu's face in front of the Three Kingdoms this time!

If you are drunk and miss the Mid-Autumn Festival, forget it, what are you still doing here?

You're here, you're here, and you're still making such bizarre excuses.

Qiu Shilang just wanted Jiang Han to get out of the way at this time, so as not to be embarrassed, however, before he could speak, Yang Ting said: "Since Brother Jiang has written some poems, it is better to read them out and let us have long eyes." ”

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Shilang was furious in his heart.

Who doesn't know that Jiang Han's words are an excuse? What poems could he come up with? You Yang Ting still can't tell the occasion at this time, and you want him to make a fool of yourself?

Yang Ting was really a little confused, he hated Jiang Han for taking away his name of Xie Yuan, and wanted to take this opportunity to make Jiang Han ugly, but he forgot that he and Jiang Han now belong to a relationship of both glory and loss.

Jiang Han made a fool of himself, and they were equally embarrassed.

Jiang Han said in embarrassment: "This ...... My poems are too amazing, I'm afraid that I will steal the limelight from you, but you have done it. ”

When he opened his mouth, he immediately made those Yiguo people laugh more than once, this person is simply shameless!

Can you say that?

Don't be too funny, okay?

Princess Wanning was disappointed, originally heard from the second prince of Yanyue that she still had some interest in Jiang Han, but it turned out that it was better to be famous than to meet.

This man is really arrogant and shameless.

"Haha, he said that his poetry is too amazing, afraid of stealing our limelight?"

"Jiang Dacai, we are not afraid that you will steal the limelight, you can do it quickly, let us Yiguo people see your talents."

"Do it, hurry up!"

The scholars of Yiguo laughed out loud, and even more than 100 scholars from the two kingdoms of Silla laughed.

"Drinking like this, what else do you say his poetry is too amazing."

"Who let this drunkard come up?"

"If he can make a word, I'll eat ten catties of today!" More than 100 people laughed.

Yang Ting sneered in his heart, looked at Jiang Han, and thought to himself, I see how you step down today!

Xu Yunchou looked worried, Jiang Han's words today were indeed too arrogant.

Xu Fengyin, Cui Yunjian and others also looked at Jiang Han, extremely disappointed in their hearts.

Originally, if you lose, you lose, and the face of loss is not very big.

As a result, Jiang Han made such a play, and he really lost Da Yu's face!

Jiang Han said: "This ...... Lord Qiu......"

Qiu Shilang was extremely disappointed in him at the moment, thinking that he was trying to ask for help from himself, so he had to say in a deep voice: "You are drunk, let's go to the side and rest first!" ”

However, the people of Yiguo refused to let Jiang Han go, and said one after another.

"This great talent, hurry up and write the lyrics! Let me wait for my eyes to open! ”

"This great genius must have come up with poems for the ages, how can he not come up with them?"

"Let's appreciate and appreciate the poetry of this great talent, great talent, come quickly, if it is a work of the ages, let us shine."

These people wanted to make Jiang Han ugly, so as to embarrass Dayu's face, and deliberately touted it.

Jiang Han said: "Okay, since you are not afraid that I will steal the limelight, then I have to recite a song...... I wonder what the topic of this conference is? ”

Hearing this, the ridicule on the faces of the Yiguo people became even stronger, and the Dayu literati wanted to bury their faces under the table.

After a long time, you don't even know what the topic is?

Kong Yunshizi smiled: "This literary meeting is a word meeting, choose any word card, write the scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the feelings of the Mid-Autumn Festival." Since Jiang Han wants to write words, then write them, and this Shizi is also very curious about what words you can make when you are drunk. ”

Although Kong Yunshizi's voice was gentle, it still carried a little mockery.

Jiang Han said: "I don't know which is the best word now?" ”

"Now the top of the list is Gong Tianjue's "Water Tune Song Tou Mid-Autumn Festival". Kong Yun Shizi answered gently.

Jiang Han said drunkly: "Okay, since you all asked me to write the lyrics, then I will have a Mid-Autumn Festival song that will shock the ages!" Where is the pen? ”

As soon as they heard this, the people of Yiguo couldn't help but laugh again.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival words that shook the ages? This kid is really drunk and crazy! ”

"Hahaha, I'll wait for your shocking Mid-Autumn Festival words from the great talent."

"Give him pen and paper!" Qiu Shilang was helpless, when it came to this, he couldn't stop Jiang Han from filling in the words, so he could only hope that he was still a little sober and didn't make too bad words.

But in any case, this time the face was lost.

Jiang Han took the pen, looked up at the bright moon outside the bar, let out a long breath, and said drunkly: "Since the name of Gong Tian's word brand is "Water Tune Song Head", then I will also have a "Water Tune Song Head"...... Who, you can write it for me! ”

As he spoke, he threw the pen and paper directly to Xu Yunchou.

Xu Yun was helpless, so he had to take the pen and paper.

Everyone looked at Jiang Han, their eyes full of ridicule, and they were all waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

At this time, Jiang Han looked at the moonlight and pondered.

Suddenly, he shouted, "There you have it! Xu Yuemian, ready to write ......"

"When will the bright moon have ......?"

PS: Two in one, two chapters combined into one.