Sure enough, after Mr. Meng finished circulating his poems in public, he raised his wine glass again and said to Zhang Zemu with a smile. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The old man is just a corrupt Confucian in the county, how can he compete with the new Ke Maocai......"

"This year, the three academic officials did not admit Mao Caigong, but they were punished by heaven, and they wanted to come to ......"

"Mao Caigong's literary style is so good that he can't tolerate it if he doesn't take it from heaven!"

Speaking of which, Mr. Meng seems to be telling anecdotes and jokes, but in fact, he is faintly murderous.

"Why don't you ask Mao Caigong to make a poem, what do you think?"

When Zhang Zemu heard this, he immediately panicked, how could he have this kind of experience in the literary society?

Even if you are full of Wenhua, you can't write a tenth of it at this time!

Someone had already exchanged it for a Confucian boy to take pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and send it to Zhang Zemu's case.

Seeing that Zhang Zemu's face was embarrassed, all the Confucians knew that the plan was almost successful, laughed, and some even killed Zhang Zemu......

Tell him not to be modest, just put pen to paper!

Zhang Zemu and Qin Feng sat at the same table, and at this time, the hand that grabbed Qin Feng under the table was already full of sweat!

Seeing this, Qin Feng laughed and said: "Songs and poems should rise casually, and they will ...... when they feel it."

"If you have an understanding in your heart, you will write a thousand words......"

"If you just respond to the situation on the spot, even if you are only eight years old, it will be difficult to write a good poem......"

"Even if it is written strongly, it is a pile of rhetoric......"

"It's better not to write it!"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, all the Ru suddenly felt pierced, especially Master Meng, who raised their eyebrows and asked.

"What Master Qin means is that what the old man writes is all about his rhetoric, so it's better not to write poetry?"

He then frowned, looked around the audience and continued.

"Or is it that in Master Qin's opinion, these poems and texts made at our literary banquet are originally moaning without illness and extremely boring?"

Suddenly, the firepower of all the Confucian students in the audience shifted from Zhang Zemu's body to Qin Feng!

"Master Qin, since you can say such a profound truth, you must have realized something!

"Please also write a poem, let us see and understand, what is the heart to understand, how about a good poem with a thousand words?"

Qin Feng smiled, didn't shirk, grabbed the brush prepared for Zhang Zemu on the table, and actually wrote it easily!

"Persuading guests to ...... camel's hoof soup"

As soon as the five characters fell, the hall was full of snorting laughter.

There was indeed a soup made of camel's hooves on the table......

Although camel's hoof soup is a delicacy, this rural teacher will not write it all into his poems!

What a rarity!

Everyone couldn't help but laugh as Qin Feng continued to write!

Qin Feng's expression was as usual, and he picked up the pen and wrote again.

"Frost orange pressed orange!"

The fruit bowl on the table had already come up earlier, and it was none other than oranges and tangerines!

"This hillbilly master even thinks oranges and oranges are strange and want to write them into a poem!"

Master Meng laughed and said, "Master Qin praised the wine banquet of our Academy of Literature so much......

"It seems to be really heartfelt, and I feel it!"

"In any case, let Master Qin bring a basket of oranges and oranges on today's banquet back to Daze Township!"

"Everyone has no opinion!"

When the words fell, the audience finally burst into laughter!

Zhang Zemu, who was sitting next to Qin Feng, was so red that he was almost dripping!

Qin Feng smiled coldly, picked up the pen and continued to write the next two sentences!

Suddenly, the audience was silent, and the smiles on everyone's faces seemed to freeze!

Especially Master Meng, who laughed at Qin Feng just now and wanted to send him two baskets of oranges and oranges back to Daze Township, was even more ......

The whole face is black!

Because Qin Feng's last two sentences are......

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road!"

The first two sentences describe the extravagant banquet just to set off the sadness of the last two sentences.

Praise before and depreciation, slap in the face loudly!

Besides, this Zhu Gate, the Zhu Lacquer Gate, isn't it the gate of this Confucian Museum?

After Qin Feng finished writing, he put down his pen, stood up, looked around at the group of Confucians with ashamed faces, and said loudly.

"Everyone, Qin Feng has a word, don't vomit or be unhappy!"

"Although the economy of Osawa Prefecture is prosperous, the heavy snow ...... during the New Year"

"Just on my way to the Confucian Pavilion, I saw beggars freezing to death on the streets, no less than ten of them!"

"Since everyone has read the books of the sages, and they do not have the heart to give to the poor, it is just that, they still hold such extravagant feasts here......

"May I ask where you have read your books!"

After Qin Feng said this, he could only hear a Confucian boy screaming in the atrium outside the door.

"The tree master has lost his leaves!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone could only hear the sound of falling leaves in the atrium, which was still sparse at first, like rain hitting plantains......

Immediately afterwards, it was like a thousand pine waves, like a tsunami of mountains and mountains!

Not only the people in the Confucian Pavilion, but also the people in the entire Daze County heard this strange sound of falling leaves!

Countless people rushed towards the Confucian Pavilion!

All the Confucian scholars at the banquet were terrified!

Qin Feng actually said the voice of the Great Dao!

One of his poems actually triggered the sound of the Great Dao that no one has caused for hundreds of years!

"Ahh

There was a sudden scream on the table, and Master Meng covered the Tianling Gai with both hands, and fell down with a howl!

The sound of the Great Dao caused by Qin Feng is the strongest Haoran righteousness!

Although this Master Meng is still a Confucian student, he also has knowledge of the sea in this small world of Confucianism and Taoism!

But selfishness, flies and dogs have developed demonic karma!

At this time, in front of Haoran righteousness, the sea was instantly shattered, and he fainted screaming!

Immediately after that, there were more than a dozen screams, and the Confucian Pavilion teachers who had conspired with Master Meng to prepare to attack Qin Feng's master and apprentice fell down one after another!

The sea of consciousness of these people is all shattered, and the blood is on the feast!

The rest of the Confucian scholars were also as pale as the earth, trembling in two ways, and almost couldn't stand!

On the Qingshui Literary Banquet, more than a dozen Confucian teachers with evil thoughts screamed and screamed blood!

On the atrium of the Confucian Pavilion, more and more people came to watch this spectacle!

Almost everyone in Daze County knows the legend of Shufuzi!

Who caused the sound of the avenue!

"It's not your average avenue sound!"

"Dozens of trees in the atrium shook together, and all the leaves fell!"

"This is simply the resurrection of that great Confucian back then!"

Someone else said ashamedly.

"I only say that the master is just a legend that people joke about, who knows that there is really a Confucian road in this world!"

"It seems that we will have to follow the rules in the future! There is really a Confucian holy way in this world!"

Just when everyone was speculating about which Master of the Confucian Pavilion was the person who caused this vision......

I saw a four-person sedan chair come out of the crowd, and an official wearing a red official uniform stepped out!

When I arrived at the gate of the Confucian Pavilion, I bowed to the courtyard.

"I don't know that the great Confucian is lecturing here, the students are late, please forgive me!"

When everyone at the banquet heard this, they were all stunned.

The magistrate still thought that he was teaching Confucianism, if he knew that it was only Qin Feng, the master of Daze Township, who caused this vision......

Where is the face of this entire Confucian Pavilion going to be placed!