Gou Fugui originally thought that a little literary and romantic reputation would not get in the way!

Now I know that a little literary fame is not in the way.

But if the literary fame is extremely prosperous, and there is the potential to overwhelm the world and become a great writer in the world, it may be in the way.

Gou Fugui quietly asked Ruan Yubai a lot of questions, and Ruan Yi on the side of the question looked at Niu Huang Lao madly.

Gou Bi'an is also a learned person who studied under hundreds of schools, and Niu Huang Lao can only fight in comparison, which is much worse.

I didn't expect Gou Fugui, as Gou Bi'an's son, to be so ignorant.

These two parents are really too concerned about the education of Fugui's child, and they are too much of a failure.

Of course, Fugui's body is weak and has brain diseases, and he really can't learn too many things.

Ruan Yubai is really good, extremely erudite, and has the talent to help the people.

Gou Fugui kept asking and understanding, and his understanding of the world became more and more comprehensive and detailed.

Finally, Gou Fugui didn't know what to ask.

So, Gou Fugui began to think.

Judging by the information that Gou Fugui has learned now, in this world, martial arts are strong and weak, and orthodox martial arts still occupy an absolute general trend, and martial arts such as Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and Xiangmen are not strong, and the competition is not so fierce.

Therefore, if the literary name is extremely prosperous, the trouble will not be too big.

At least there will not be a peerless asset that is more powerful than the world to be exposed, and the trouble will be great.

This kind of trouble, with Uncle Niu, Ruan Yubai, and Ruan Yi, with the strength and ability of his own side, he should not be able to disturb himself to be a happy and powerful salted fish.

So, let's make a poem!

Gou Fugui looked at Ruan Zhong with a provocative smile and responded.

can't let Ruan Zhong toss for so long in vain, let down his hard work, and live up to so many expectations on the field.

"Pen on! Prepare ink!"

Gou Fugui thought about it for a while, and then decided which poem to write.

Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were quickly prepared.

Ruan Yubai personally sharpened the ink.

White mushroom sticks are fragrant.

Xiao Niangniang held the tea cup aside.

Bao'er pouted with a small face, only responsible for looking at the amazing handsome Gou Fugui at the moment.

A man who gets serious looks so good!

A large group of the strongest people came over, standing beside Ruan Yi and Niu Huang Lao on the left and right, watching together.

The rest of the weaker people were completely unable to come forward, so they had to wait at a distance, listening with anticipation.

Gou Fugui lifted the brush, looked at Ruan Yubai's slender hand about to polish the ink, and looked at her who was particularly beautiful in red makeup, revealing an extremely affectionate look.

Ruan Yubai looked back at Gou Fugui without shyness, with a jade face and a spring breeze, and autumn waves full of affection.

That's great!

Gou Fugui saw Ruan Yubai so emotional and extremely beautiful, and immediately said affectionately:

"This poem was written by me because of your beauty.

Thinking that after today's engagement, there will be a farewell, and I don't know when we will see each other again, and I can't help but feel nostalgic in my heart.

I and you are already happy with each other, promise each other for life, today, I will send my love to the poem, in order to express my heart, to the lady!"

After that, Gou Fugui took the tea cup in Xiao Niangniang's hand, took a long sip, and immediately dipped the ink in the pen, and the lines of beautiful poems were written out like clouds and water, and fell on the paper.

(The whole poem is 293 words, which is counted as the extra word count in this chapter, you can choose whether to skip this poem according to your preference)

Spring River Flower Moonlit Night

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail.

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is the Acacia Mingyue Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people return to the moon, and the falling flowers are full of rivers and trees.

As this poem was written, Ruan Yi immediately realized how extraordinary this poem was, and while indulging in this poem, he carried out martial arts, and the sound spread for dozens of miles, spread throughout the city, and read this poem.

This poem immediately centered on the Welcome Pavilion, and with Ruan Yi's voice, it quickly spread throughout the headquarters of Linjiang Pavilion, spread farther away, and spread to the entire Linjiang City.

Millions of people heard the voice of Ruan Yi and heard the poem.

When they first heard it, they thought it was the Pavilion Master who had something to say to the people of the city.

When I heard it again, I was stunned.

The pavilion master was actually reciting poems, using martial arts to spread for dozens of miles, and reciting poems with all his might.

From the voice of the Pavilion Master, they heard deep feelings and intoxication, and they couldn't help but be infected, and they calmed down and listened carefully to this poem.

The incomparably prosperous Linjiang City, with millions of people, seems to be quiet as a whole, immersed in this poem.

Many people don't understand poetry, but they can feel the emotions contained in Ruan Yi's voice.

More people who understand poetry feel the emotions in Ruan Yi's voice, understand the poem he reads more deeply, and listen more intoxicated.

After a long time, Gou Fugui finished writing the last word of this poem and glanced around at the strongest people around.

Even people like Niu Huang Lao, who are not good at poetry, have become very quiet and indulged in this poem.

Gou Fugui showed a very quiet smile, gently placed the brush on the pen holder, and looked at Ruan Yubai.

Ruan Yubai is already stupid.

Such a poem, such a moving beauty, such a touching feeling, was actually written into the poem, it was written for her by Xianggong, and it was a poem given to her by Xianggong.

The moment Ruan Yubai looked at Gou Fugui at this moment, he had a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to confide, but they all turned into deep touches and precipitated in his heart.

Her love for Gou Fugui has become stronger, and she has an urge to marry Gou Fugui at this moment and marry into Wuxiangmen.

For a long time, the sound of incomparably restless came from all directions, like an overwhelming wave, enveloping the headquarters of Linjiang Pavilion, rushing to the Welcome Pavilion, and pouring to the top of the pavilion.

This is from the entire Linjiang City of millions of people, after hearing Ruan Yisheng's poem, first from movement to stillness, and then from quiet to agitation, the praise of this poem formed an overwhelming noise.

The entire Linjiang City, because of this poem, because of Ruan Yi, a strong man, invested all his feelings and all his skills for dozens of miles, and became restless.

Yesterday, the Linjiang Immortal - the rolling Yangtze River East passing water to bring millions of people in Linjiang City amazement has not subsided, today, this spring river flower moon night with the ultimate beauty and affection, completely unreasonable impact to the hearts of millions of people.

There are too many people, who have become extremely excited at this moment, happy that such a famous poem was born, and they are especially open, communicating with relatives and friends around them.

The next moment, Ruan Yi's voice came again, explaining who wrote this poem and why, which immediately made the entire Jianglin City even more boiling.

It turned out to be a prince without a phase, and it turned out to be a son without a phase for the daughter of Linjiang Pavilion!

It's amazing, it's amazing!

I believe that in the history books of the human race in the future, the historical materials of Linjiang City will definitely add a strong touch to today's Linjiang City, what happened in Linjiang City today, and the poem born today.

Welcome Pavilion, top floor.

A group of the most powerful transcendent warriors, feeling the changes in Linjiang City, drove the emotions in their hearts, let them unload the reserve of a high-ranking and powerful person, and praised this poem from the bottom of their hearts.

The most excited and heartfelt praise are the two most powerful transcendent martial artists.

The loneliness of this poem, covering the world, is the poem within the poem, the pinnacle of the peak. This poem alone can cover the ancient ruins alone!"

Wei Feiqing, the elder of the Flower Sect, said with great admiration.

"In the presence of this kind of poetry, all admiration is rap, almost blasphemy. ”

Pure Yangguan Elder Lu Mojian sighed almost obsessively.

Note: "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ruoxu, and has the reputation of covering the whole Tang Dynasty alone. The great Mr. Wen once gave this poem a very high evaluation: "In front of this kind of poem, all praise is rap, almost blasphemous. And he said, "This is a poem within a poem, a pinnacle of a pinnacle." ”