Yang Guang took the conversation and said, "Wang Can, how do you explain?"

Wang Can said: "To report back to the emperor, reciting poems and composing poems has always been about inspiration. As the saying goes, articles are made by nature and are accidentally acquired by skillful hands. To be able to suddenly burst out inspiration, you need to have a clear mind."

"I am wearing boots that are very uncomfortable for me. I need a warrior from the Stone Kingdom to take off my boots for me."

"this is normal."

"Especially this time, the challenge was also raised by the envoy of the State of Shi."

Wang Can said: "What's more, now he is taking off my boots. After I finish writing the article, it is the turn of the envoy from the State of Shi. When he needs me to take off his boots, I will take off his boots for him. Reciprocity will be reciprocated.

It's quite normal. However, the envoy from the Stone Kingdom made such a fuss, which is really despising. After all, he comes from a small place and has no experience."

"you……"

The envoy from the Kingdom of Shi was furious.

What do you mean by someone who comes from a small place?

What does it mean to be ignorant?

Wang Can's words were a slap in the face and a blatant mockery of him. But the most important thing was that Wang Can's words were neither humble nor arrogant, and in the end he said he was willing to take off the boots of the warriors of the Shi Kingdom.

This is an invincible position.

It is because he is jealous of the gentleman's belly with a villain's heart, but it shows his fault.

Yang Guang nodded one after another upon hearing this.

Wang Can really refreshed his views one after another. Whether it was his martial arts or his words, he was good. Now, Yang Guang was somewhat looking forward to whether Wang Can could write a good poem.

This is what he expected.

Yang Guang said: "I think what Wang Can said is reasonable. This is a courtesy. Let you, the warrior of the Stone Kingdom, take off Wang Can's boots first."

"yes!"

The envoys of the State of Shi could not refuse Yang Guang's words, so they had no choice but to agree.

He waved his hand, and the Shiguo warrior immediately stepped forward, squatted down in front of Wang Can, quickly took off his boots, and quickly stood up. But this time, he did not stand up, but stood aside.

He wanted to see what Wang Can was capable of.

The envoy of the State of Shi urged: "Wang Can, we have completed your request. Now, don't delay anymore. When you should write a poem, write it well. Even if you delay, you will be ruined in the end."

face."

Wang Can said: "Don't worry, just watch."

The brush in his hand was slowly dipped in ink in the inkstone. When the ink was full, Wang Can picked up the brush and swung it.

"Military March"

Wang Can wrote three big characters. When these three big characters were written, Mai Tiezhang had already walked aside and happened to read them out. Although Mai Tiezhang was not a calligrapher, he had some research on calligraphy.

Seeing the words written by Wang Can, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Wang Can's characters are strong and powerful, plump and vigorous, magnificent and powerful.

There is something grand and majestic about it.

Like a towering mountain.

This is the Yan style calligraphy that Wang Can once copied. It is magnificent and vigorous.

Although Wang Can's calligraphy does not reach the level of a true master and is not considered the pinnacle, there is no so-called Yan muscles and willow bones in this era, so whether it is Wang Can's Yan style calligraphy or Liu style calligraphy, it is unique.

One style, refreshing.

Mai Tiezhang was the first to be shocked.

He was extremely surprised.

However, Mai Tiezhang quickly recovered and continued to read along with Wang Can's writing.

"The snow-capped mountains are covered by long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance."

"The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles, and the Loulan will never be returned until it is broken."

Mai Tiezhang read along. After he finished reading, his whole face showed a look of shock and surprise.

This poem is so inspiring.

Mai Tiezhang's heart was filled with passion and he couldn't help but read it again.

"Join the Army!"

"The snow-capped mountains are covered by long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance."

"The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles, and the Loulan will never be returned until it is broken."

"Good poem, good poem!"

"Even though I'm a bigot, I think this poem is really good."

Mai Tiezhang continued to praise, looked at Yang Guang, and said: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor. This poem by Wang Can is really a masterpiece. We, the warriors of our generation, are wearing helmets and shaking armor, fighting in the Western Regions, and we will not be defeated.

Loulan will never return it."

Yang Guang stroked his mustache and laughed.

He is culturally competent.

Yang Guang himself also liked such frontier fortress poems, and he also wrote many frontier fortress poems. Now that he suddenly heard this poem by Wang Can, he felt extremely good.

This poem is enough to accompany wine!

Yang Guang, however, did not boast. He looked at the envoy from the State of Shi and said, "What do you think of Wang Can's "Army March"? Now this first poem has come out."

The Shiguo envoy's cheek twitched slightly, and a look of despair appeared on his face.

The poem "Joining the Army" is too subtle. Let alone his disciples, even if he, a great scholar from the Stone Kingdom, wants to compete with Wang Can, he is looking for death and is no match at all.

The envoy of the State of Shi was also standing not far away and saw Wang Can's calligraphy. Especially when he saw this calligraphy, he was already filled with emotion. Not to mention Wang Can's poems, it was Wang Can's calligraphy.

Just beyond reach.

However, the envoy from Shi Kingdom was unwilling to give in.

He gritted his teeth and was just about to speak when he heard Mai Tiezhang say: "Your Majesty, Wang Can is not only a wonderful poem, but also a line of words that is truly worthy of everyone. Please read it, Your Majesty."

Immediately, he picked up the white paper and presented it to Yang Guang.

This scene made the Shi Kingdom envoy helpless.

He was ready to speak.

However, it was abruptly interrupted by the iron rod.

Yang Guang's eyes lit up when he saw Wang Can's handwriting. He raised his head and stared at Wang Can and said, "Wang Can, yes, you are very good. Your handwriting alone makes you look arrogant to countless people."

Yang Guang himself is knowledgeable.

Not only is he talented, he is also discerning.

So when I saw Wang Can's words, I was very impressed. But Yang Guang suddenly felt a little doubtful in his heart. Wang Can, this boy, is top-notch in terms of talent, calligraphy, and martial arts and archery.

One.

Can be called an all-rounder.

But such a person turned out to be just a corps commander.

He is the lowest ranking general in the army.

It's really weird.

However, Yang Guang did not explore at this time, because under the current circumstances, it was not the time to explore. There was approval and appreciation in his eyes, and he said: "Envoy of the State of Shi, what do you have to say?"

After hearing this, the envoy of the State of Shi held his head high, frowned, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, the Great Sui Emperor, this contest has just begun and has only reached the first step. Even though Wang Can's calligraphy is exquisite, Wang Can's poems are impeccable.

.However, there is still a lot to be said for this.”

Yang Guangdao: "Wang Can, is your article ready?"

Wang Can said: "I have prepared the article to report back to the Emperor about my humble position."

"Then let's get started!"

Yang Guangda flicked his sleeves. At this time, he simply stood up, walked to Wang Can's side, and observed carefully. He was already curious in his heart, and was ready to observe Wang Can's article immediately.

Wang Can faced the crowd of onlookers, but he was extremely calm.

Thaksin took the pen in hand and began to write.

"Inscription on the Humble Room"

"If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if it has immortals. If the water is not deep, it will be spiritual if it has dragons."

"This is a humble house, but I am kind to my virtue."

"The moss marks on the steps are green, and the grass is green on the curtains. There are scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going. You can tune the plain piano and read the Golden Scripture. There is no mess of silk and bamboo, and there is no labor of writing documents."

"Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi."
To be continued...