"Here? Now?" Shen Fengshu had just put down his wine glass, and when he heard the old peasant city lord's words, he confirmed it with some surprise.
"Yes, now, here." The old peasant city lord smiled and said: "Get some more drinks."
"Okay!" Shen Fengshu nodded without hesitation: "Xiaobai, Xiaoqing, the four treasures of the study will serve you!"
The young master wants to write something, Xiaobai and Xiaoqing are already familiar with it, and everything is ready in a few breaths. The sandalwood writing desk is arranged, the paper of satisfaction has been laid out, and a pair of Baizhang Yangzhi wood everything goes well paperweights are pressed on the left and right respectively. Okay, on the inkstone, Xiaobai took a piece of fragrant straight-jointed green scale ink and ground it carefully, and the flower pen was also placed squarely.
It was placed on the pen stand next to it, and Shen Fengshu could easily get it.
Shen Fengshu looked around at the surrounding scenery, and then looked at the old peasant city lord opposite who was still wearing a raincoat. He suddenly stood up, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and opened the wine bottle without using a wine glass. With the lid, you can take a big mouthful when you lift your head.
Throwing away the wine bottle, Shen Fengshu took advantage of the drunkenness and walked to the bookcase, grabbed the raw flower brush and started swiping it gracefully.
"On April 18th, there was a slanting wind and drizzle. At the invitation of the city lord, I took Xiaoqing and Xiaobai to climb the mountain. The sky became clear. I wrote this poem to express my gratitude to the city lord."
When City Lord Mo Yue stood up and walked over, he happened to see these words of thanks to the City Lord. He didn't say anything, but just looked at them closely while stroking his beard.
Shen Fengshu was not polite at all, and pretended to finish writing the preface, and then wrote "Ding Feng Bo" by Su Dongpo, the eternal poet on earth.
"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain.
The cold spring breeze blows me away from my drunkenness, and it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back to the desolate place, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine." After writing the last stroke, the sky that had just cleared up suddenly suddenly became a There was a thunderclap, followed by a series of rumbling thunders, like a dense drumbeat. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding rain clouds seemed to be suddenly swept away.
This series of thunder exploded, and a magnificent sunset penetrated the clouds and shone on the pavilion in the mountain accurately, dyeing the surrounding area into the color of clouds. Then, the Mo Yue suspended in the sky The whole city seemed to be shaken, and then a stream of literary energy like rain fell from the sky. It gathered within the area of the four people in the pavilion and wrapped them up. The four people who were wrapped were all
With a smile on his face, he was enjoying the grace that fell from heaven. The young guard standing upright outside the pavilion looked at this scene with surprise on his face, and didn't know how to express his dissatisfaction. There were obviously five people, but why were there only four of them? Personally enjoy this kind of rain-like literary inspiration? Why? I do
How come there is no arrangement? Shen Fengshu enjoys the literary energy in his body with peace of mind. He is used to it. The same is true for Xiaobai and Xiaoqing. They are also used to it. But this time it is a little different. Shen Fengshu clearly distinguishes the two of them. The name of the person is placed in the preface of this poem.
Of course, it has also been affected, and the cultural atmosphere that can be enjoyed by hand is more prosperous than in the past.
This is the first time for the old peasant city lord, because he is also included in the preface. He is a senior and has experienced countless scenes, but there has never been one as mysterious as this one.
The target of writing this poem is obviously him. He is dressed in a coir raincoat, bamboo cane and mango shoes, sober from alcohol on the top of a mountain, with the setting sun shining slantingly. He is free and easy all his life under a coir raincoat, and there is no wind or rain. There is no pun in the sun. It is so apt to the core. The city lord is not Although the famous Confucian scholar thought that this poem was already an excellent poem, his awe-inspiring aura was not very strong, which made him mistakenly think that the literary talent of this poem might not be top-notch. But after a while, he completely understood quilt
I was shocked. Although the awe-inspiring aura was just like a drizzle of rain, every drop of the literary aura was extremely pure and mellow. What was even more exaggerated was that this rain of literary aura was continuous and continuous. It took a stick of incense and it’s still the same
The momentum is still undiminished at all, and there is a sense that the world is echoing the artistic conception of a rainstorm in this poem, which is so surprising that I can't contain myself.
The monks in Moyue City also discovered that something was wrong. The extremely strong aura of awe-inspiring energy gathered crazily on the hilltop where the city lord's palace was located. What happened? Who made another earth-shattering masterpiece?
Not long after the Holy Word Vision happened, another such awe-inspiring aura suddenly appeared. Is it a poem or a song? Countless people were curious and wanted to vomit blood, but that was the city lord's palace, who would dare to make a mistake? The more the old peasant city lord reads this poem, the more he likes it. Such a vivid and beautiful sentence is simply describing himself! No, not simply, it is clearly him. Even Shen Feng wrote it in order to thank himself. Words, this can still exist
Fake?
When he understood how excellent this poem was, the smile on his face never stopped, and he kept grinning widely. This piece of "Ding Feng Bo" was enough for him to be famous throughout the ages. What surprised him even more was that the literary energy that entered his body actually had other mysteries, so much so that it affected the spiritual energy in his body, and he started to practice spontaneously. In just one week, he seemed to have caught up with the usual spiritual energy. One month of repair
Okay, it’s simply unbelievable. Suddenly, the city lord understood why Shen Fengshu’s poem "Youth" could actually awaken a holy great demon. Presumably, the holy great roc was also because of the description in the poem, which made it soar to 90,000 yuan. Come here! That feeling of echo between heaven and earth, even
The city lord suspected that it was because of this response that the great roc was promoted to the holy great demon. This drizzle lasted until the moon reached the zenith and then slowly stopped. When the city lord finally emerged from that mysterious When I woke up in this realm, I suddenly discovered that my cultivation level had improved in less than a day.
He has reached a small realm, from the early stage of Yuanying to the middle stage of Yuanying. The city lord also has a vague feeling that his next practice will definitely make rapid progress. He doesn't know how long this state can last. Maybe this poem can be sung. How long will this kind of practice blessing last? In short, this
This time, he owed a lot of favors.
"Brother, can I copy this poem to suit the occasion?" After the city lord finally calmed down, Shen Fengshu asked with a smile.
"Brother, I dare not say that in other places. In Moyue City, if anyone dares to say that you copied poems and essays in the future, I will whip them for you, brother." The old peasant city lord only thought that Shen Fengshu was joking. Said seriously.
Just kidding, which master would write a wonderful word of this level and then not write it himself, waiting for Shen Fengshu to enjoy the baptism of awe-inspiring aura? Copy it? Not to mention whether any great master would do this, just because it is timely As the occasion arises, who can write a masterpiece that is so in line with one’s own character and can completely capture today’s actions? You know I will be wearing a raincoat and holding a bamboo stick today.
Walking through the bamboo forest to drink?
Chen Fengshu is going to copy it? Where can he copy it? As he said this, the city lord looked at this poem, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He put Shen Fengshu's poem aside and was not polite, asking Xiaobai to prepare another one. With a piece of paper, I took another sapphire bamboo tube bead round jade polishing pen prepared by the White Lady, and worked neatly.
I transcribed the poem carefully. Not only did I copy the entire poem, I even wrote the preface to Shen Feng's book.
After copying, he took his own book in his hands. The Lord City Lord liked it more and more as he looked at it. Even his words became much more cordial.
"Little brother!" When we were tasting wine together under the moonlight again, the city lord talked about the Four Treasures of the Study used by Shen Fengshu intentionally or unintentionally: "Do you usually use these things to write and draw?"
"Yes!" Shen Fengshu admitted with a smile.
"These things all have extraordinary origins!" the old farmer city's subject reminded him earnestly.
"It's okay, it's okay." Shen Fengshu said harshly: "It is said that they are used by some famous religious masters, and they are not particularly precious. They are just ordinary goods."
Pfft! Before the city lord could do anything, the upright guard standing outside could not hold back his breath and spurted out.
Aren’t the things of the great master of the famous religion particularly precious? Then what are precious? The great master of the famous religion is equivalent to a master in the out-of-body stage, even a level higher than the Lord of the City. What is an ordinary thing?
This strange sound attracted everyone's attention. Under the gaze of everyone, the guard felt so embarrassed.
"Brother, you also know that I am the son-in-law!" Ignoring the guard's surprise, Shen Fengshu turned to the city lord and said with a smile: "I can't do without the daily necessities my wife prepared for me!"
"That's true." The city lord nodded and touched his beard again: "Little brother, you are going around the bush to remind me that I haven't explained yet. Don't worry, I will keep it in mind." When Hu Lengshuang came to prepare the city. , I visited the city lord once, and the city lord could vaguely guess who Hu Lengshuang’s backstage master was. She had some items belonging to the great master, which was really normal. Many famous religious guys like to be romantic.
The reputation of a famous person is just like the personality that the younger brother said. As a result, many people failed to meet that person. I really didn't expect that that person would also be interested in Shen Fengshu.
However, looking back and thinking about the kind of literary blessing that I had vaguely noticed during my practice, the city lord suddenly understood that person's approach. With Shen Fengshu's talent and beauty, he might have done the same thing.
Of course, there are some things that he can only think about now, but he dare not have any other thoughts. No wonder Shen Fengshu just smiles and says nothing when others question plagiarism. He admits that he plagiarized without any excuse. He is probably that person. Meaning. It’s better to be looked down upon by others with a plagiarism label than to show off one’s talents and then be coveted.
good.
"I feel ashamed that I got such a big benefit from my little brother for nothing!" Thinking of this, the Lord City Lord also began to reciprocate: "Besides what happened today, I will give you an explanation as soon as possible, what else do you need me to do?"
"Brother." Shen Fengshu was not polite. If the other party dared to ask, he would dare to mention: "Little brother, I love good food and wine, secondly beautiful scenery, and thirdly beautiful women. There are many places with good scenery in Moyue City. I want to When you want to see it, you have to make it easy!" "This is easy to do. As long as you are in the city, even in the city lord's mansion, you can come and go at any time." When the city lord heard that it was such a trivial matter, he immediately agreed with a pat on his chest. : "From now on, little brother, I will take care of all the food and wine you have in the city. As for the beauties...
..." At this point, the city lord also pondered. No matter whether it was the unruly young master or that one, I am afraid that he would not be happy to see him preparing a beautiful woman for Shen Fengshu. He shook his head slightly: "Forget it about beautiful women. But I think you still lack a piece. Seal, I will prepare a good piece for you."