Chapter 51: Can You Compose Poetry?

"Wait. ”

Suddenly, Gongliang spoke.

When everyone present heard this, they couldn't help but look at him, Zichu frowned and said, "Friend, this is a matter between me and him, it's better for you not to interfere." ”

Gongliang shook his head and said, "Since I am walking with him, it is our business with you. Just now, you only said that if Yu Yong loses, this beautiful and fat land belongs to you, but what if you lose?"

"Hahaha..."

"Giggle..."

When Zi Chu and the others heard his words, they couldn't help laughing, as if they had heard some big joke.

After a while, Zi Chucai held his stomach, which was a little sore from laughing, and said, "How can I lose?" After speaking, he laughed again.

Gongliang smiled slightly: "How can everything be accurate in this world, and it is not certain who will have the last laugh." ”

When Zi Chu and the others heard his words, they suddenly lost their smiles. No one who can enter the Qingyang Academy Palace is stupid, so he naturally understands what he means. In this situation, the person in front of him said such a thing, is there something in his heart?

For a moment, everyone's hearts became heavy.

Zi Chu looked at Gongliang and took out a piece of jade pendant from the storage ring, "This is a piece of psychic jade, which has the function of refreshing the mind and mind, and has the function of nourishing the heart and soul, thinking that it should be enough for him to let go of this landscape." ”

Gongliang and Ji Yuyong glanced at each other, and when they saw him nodding, they said, "Okay, then that's it." ”

Zi Chu also confiscated the jade pendant and put it directly on a stone next to it to show justice, "Let's start!"

Zhu Yang and Ji Yuyong continued to look at the surrounding landscapes and conceived the picture scroll.

Gongliang saw that the boulder was uneven and difficult to paint, so he took out the thick and wide dining table from the fruit space and put it on the boulder.

The Longbo people in the space were preparing to eat, but they found that the dining table was gone, and they were dumbfounded, so they could only sit on the ground with a rice bucket and eat. But I couldn't help muttering in my heart: Why does the master always do such a brainless thing? Last time, it seemed that he took away the rice bucket where they were eating, so that they all had to eat in the kitchen bucket again.

Gongliang put the long table away, and Ji Yuyong put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.

Zi Chu looked at Ji Yuyong, glanced at Mi Xian and the others, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

In his opinion, Ji Yuyong is a must-lose game in this game.

A painting is not only well drawn, but also embellished with words, and it is best to set off the poetry and articles in the scene in the painting, so as to be pleasing to the eye and make people feel immersive. And Ji Yuyong won't. Previously, he blocked that he couldn't use the works of his predecessors, and with Ji Yuyong's talent, it was even more difficult to make a poem or a short article.

After a while, Zhu Yang seemed to have finished his idea, and began to take out the pen and ink inkstone from the storage bag and put it on the long table, and took out a roll of drawing paper and spread it out on the table.

Ji Yuyong glanced at it, turned his head and continued to think.

Gongliang felt that the situation was a little wrong, and walked over and asked, "What, can't it?"

Ji Yuyong glanced at Zichu and the others, and whispered in his ear: "I was in a hurry just now, and I may have been fooled." ”

"How?"

"These people are my classmates, and they are all proficient in piano, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting, articles, etc., and two of them are on par with me in calligraphy and painting. I only know calligraphy and painting, and I don't know anything else. After a while, even if the painting is on par with me, if you add an original poem or a short article, it will definitely be better, how do you say I can win?"

"In other words, now you don't lack anything, all you lack is a poem or an article?"

"Yes. ”

When Gongliang heard this, he smiled and said: "This is easy to do, but it's hard to say anything else, I still have this poem." ”

"Can you compose poetry?" Ji Yuyong's fat eyes were like dead fish, and he didn't believe that Gongliang would compose poetry.

"Ahem..."Gongliang was a little embarrassed, and pretended to cough twice: "I heard it." ”

Ji Yuyong breathed a sigh of relief, things were as he expected, if Gongliang, who was a desolate person, could write poems, then he would have to do it, this is simply the end of the world!

"Don't hurt me, he just said, you can't have the work of predecessors. ”

"Don't worry, this is what I heard in the Great Wilderness, and no one knows about the East Soil. ”

"That's good. ”

Gongliang began to think about poetry, and he certainly couldn't compose poetry, but how to say that he was also a person who had read 300 Tang poems and 300 Song poems, didn't someone say that "if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you can't compose poems and you can sing them"? Obviously, he is the one who can recite poems.

It's just that those two books were read when he was in school, and now that it's been so long, it's really hard to remember for a while.

Mi Xian and Rui Han had nothing to do, just hanging out beside them.

Suddenly, Rui Han saw a small grass growing on the side of the rocks by the stream, and was surprised: "Xian'er, look, there is an orchid grass there." ”

"Where?" Mi Xian walked over.

"There. Rui Han pointed forward.

Mi Xian saw it, so he went over with Rui Han. After distinguishing it, he nodded and said, "Is it really bluegrass, or is it a high-grade Molan." If I'm not mistaken, this should be a 'Tiger Butterfly'. ”

Mi Xian turned his head to look at it and said with emotion: "This is really a blessed land, there is everything." ”

Rui Han looked at it and made another discovery, "Xian'er, look at this orchid leaf, like jade." If you pick some strange stones to decorate, it is not difficult to become a high-grade bonsai, and you will definitely be able to sell a lot of spirit stones. ”

"Hmm..."

The people next to them all heard their conversation, and the people on Zichu's side were smiling, but Ji Yuyong was heartbroken. This is where he discovered it first! Why didn't he find that blue grass? Otherwise, he would have been harvested to exchange spirit stones, and how could he have put it now.

Gongliang, who had been thinking about poetry, heard the word "orchid leaf", his eyes lit up, and he said, "There is." ”

"What's there?" Ji Yuyong asked stupidly.

"There is poetry. ”

"Tell me about it. Ji Yuyong actually doesn't believe that Gongliang can say any good poems, but something is better than nothing, and talking is better than nothing.

"Listen up. ”

Gongliang cleared his throat and chanted a poem: "The blue leaves are in spring, and the Guihua is bright in autumn." Shin Shin this business is a festive season. Who knows that the forest dwellers sit and enjoy each other when they hear the wind. The grass and trees have their own hearts, why ask for a beauty to fold!"

Ji Yuyong couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the poem he chanted.

He didn't expect Gongliang to be able to say such a good quality poem.

In fact, Gongliang has a lot of poems, but it is difficult to find poems that fit the current situation. Thanks to the reminders of the two girls in Fang Cai, he remembered the first poem at the beginning of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", which is the first poem of Zhang Jiuling's "Feelings".

After being silent for a long time, Ji Yuyong said angrily: "Okay... Good poetry. ”

After thinking about it, I spread out the drawing paper and started painting.

Gongliang hurriedly stopped him, "Wait, let me think about it, maybe there is a better poem." ”

In his opinion, this poem is a bit out of line with the current situation of mountains and rivers.

Ji Yuyong's eyes widened when he heard this, and his eyes were about to bulge. He felt that this poem was already a superior work, but he didn't expect Gongliang to say that there was a better one, how could this be possible? Don't blow this day out. Angry for a moment, he simply put down his pen and waited for him to come up with better poetry.

Gongliang tried to think about it, but found that no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't come up with a poem that fit the current scene.

So, he walked to the side and closed his eyes, sat down, and entered the realm of selflessness.

In an instant, the hammer of the bell on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gods Blessing Spell Bell flew down from above and struck on the bell.

"Boom..."

A clear voice that seemed to come from eternity permeated Gongliang's mind, and the poems and articles that he had read before but had long forgotten began to fly out of the depths of his memory, and in an instant, countless words flew like butterflies, constantly passing through his mind.

Seeing Baba sitting next to him, Mi Gu closed his eyes, quickly put away the fruit, took out the wishful Optimus Prime and the Immortal God Flag, and stayed by Baba to protect Baba and protect Baba.

The beast soul appeared out of thin air, glanced around at everyone by the stream, and "roared", as if threatening and warning, and then lay down next to it, silently guarding.

Gongliang's wrist Kuilong didn't make the slightest movement, just carefully observed everything around him. If something happens to Mi Gu and the Jairus Beast Soul, it will be the second line of defense. And the third one is naturally the flame on the giant bracing lamp and the Baihao needle.

What happened by the stream was, at best, a battle of hearts between children.

This way of promoting communication and progress has always been tacitly approved by the Qingyang Academy.

However, those big names in Qingyang Academy Palace are not interested in this kind of thing at all, and they are too lazy to take a look.

But this soft roar made things completely deteriorate.

Although Jairus is a good beast soul and will not harm the children of the Qingyang Academy, who knows if there will be an accident, so many people have set their eyes here, and even Tianshu has paid attention to this side.