Everyone who knows Feng Jueyu in Tiannan City knows that this guy is basically illiterate. Not to mention reciting poems correctly, he can't even recite the three-character sutra. Suddenly, such an awesome sentence comes out of the corner of his mouth,
It knocked a group of people unconscious immediately.
Even Shangguan Ruomeng and Xing'er were not surprised, and immediately looked at him and almost rolled their eyes out of breath.
Although traveling on the lake is just for fun, it is not a joke that allows you to brag as much as you want. If you are really at the side of the boat and you are asked to write a poem without being able to write it, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing? Why don't you find a chance to leave now?
No need to be laughed at anymore.
Shangguan Ruomeng's voice didn't move, but her little hand subconsciously pinched Feng Jueyu's waist. His cultivation level was not low, he could reach the Zhenwu realm. In terms of Zhenqi cultivation, he was even better than Feng Jueyu. She pinched her.
, Master Feng naturally couldn't bear it, and the young man grinned in pain, "This girl's hands are strong enough."
"What? You don't believe me?" Feng Jueyu grinned, looking confident.
Xing'er was also very suspicious of Feng Jueyu's words. This person in front of her is a complete bear bag. Asking you to compose a poem? The sun can rise from the west. He said: "Uncle, the lady is doing it for your own good. If they borrow
If you come here to humiliate me, you will be in trouble."
Feng Jueyu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I have a baby."
"Baby?" Now the two women were stunned, but then Feng Jueyu reached into his arms and pulled out something for the two women to read. The two women suddenly had the urge to execute Young Master Feng on the spot. This guy
So shameless.
What Feng Jueyu took out was nothing else. It was the third dream-talking version of "A Thousand Poems" that he got from Zhao Bing. With such a thing, let alone boarding the boat, even eating it on the lake
One day and one night is probably fine.
By the way, reciting poems and composing poems is really not Feng Jueyu's strong point, but this girl knows what waste utilization is.
The two women felt dizzy, thinking that this guy had recently become enlightened and his literary quality had greatly improved. When they saw that it was a pirated poetry collection that had just been sold by a vendor along the lake, they were immediately speechless.
Xu Zixiong stretched his neck and looked at the three of them. He also noticed the third edition of the poetry collection that Feng Jueyu had taken out. He thought Feng Jueyu had something to uphold, but it turned out to be this one. He immediately covered his mouth and smiled.
Everyone was puzzled and gathered around. When Xu Zixiong finished speaking, the disdain on their faces became even stronger.
"Haha, Brother Feng, you are indeed a wonderful person."
Before Feng Jueyu could turn around, Xu Zixiong laughed and said, "If we have a baby, Xu won't have to worry about Brother Feng anymore. Haha."
Although he didn't say it out loud to save Shangguan Ruomeng's face, the laughter attracted the attention of many people, and Master Feng's "treasure" was completely exposed.
Ma Yuanru snorted disdainfully: "The people who come to the lake are all Jieyuan, a talented man from Tiannan Kingdom. How can anyone use such a thing? I don't know what it means."
Feng Jueyu didn't feel embarrassed at all. As he turned around, he slowly put the third edition of the poetry collection into his arms and said with a smile: "Hey, of course Mr. Ma doesn't need it. I have long heard about Mr. Ma's literary talents.
Remarkable, he can surpass thousands of talented people, he is the best among them, no one can match him, how can Feng be compared to Young Master Ma."
Everyone nodded, but few could detect the secret provocation in Feng Jueyu's tone. However, after saying this, Shangguan Ruomeng was slightly stunned and pursed his lips.
As expected, Ma Yuanru thought that Feng Jueyu was trying to flatter him, so he straightened his chest out and looked like he was the best at me.
Xu Zixiong, Chen Hongjie, and Shang Gongjin frowned at the same time and looked at him.
Those who can travel to Xilin Lake are not free of charge. Taixuan Continent is a civilized and military person, and these people have more or less ink on their bodies. They are not convinced by anyone, and Ma Yuanru is immediately isolated.
However, Xu Zixiong reacted quickly and realized Chu Feng Jueyu's intention. He smiled coldly and said: "This is true. Mr. Ma has great skills. Not to mention his poetry and poetry, few people can match him in painting. When he was young, he said
It is known as the magic pen and is famous in Jinling..."
"Magic pen? Who is it or Ma Liang?" Feng Jueyu sniffed.
Chen Hongjie understood and ignored the prompting and said: "Indeed, let's see. Just now Mr. Ma got inspiration when he was along the lake and wrote a painting. Mr. Ma might as well take this opportunity to show it for everyone to appreciate."
Ma Yuanru nodded, and immediately his eyes lit up, he took out a painting and said to Shangguan Ruomeng: "Ma Mou first met Miss Shangguan, and he didn't prepare a gift, so he gave this painting to Miss Shangguan, please."
Accept it."
Xu Zixiong remained silent, obviously a little unhappy. Ma Yuanru was obviously pursuing Shangguan Ruomeng, but for him, who couldn't even get through the threshold, it didn't matter. The key was that he could use Ma Yuanru to humiliate Feng Jue.
Yu, it's best to let him retreat before the difficulties come.
Chen Hongjie had a lot of ideas. Looking at the looks in their eyes, he suddenly said: "Miss Shangguan is so lucky. Chen has just seen this painting. It has the style of everyone. Even in Tiannan, there are only a few people who can match it."
, it’s worth a thousand pieces of gold. If Mr. Ma becomes the number one scholar in high school in the future, the value of this painting will not be the same.”
"Oh?" Shangguan Ruomeng still knew a little about Ma Yuanru. Shangguan Ruomeng, who was interested in poetry and painting, couldn't resist the temptation and took it over gently.
When you open it, you will see mountains and rivers, surging people, pavilions, pavilions, docks and boats everywhere. It is with the pavilion in the center of the lake as the center that all the paintings are painted, Wupan and Ershan are playing in the sun, and the spring gifted scholars meeting along the lake is a lively scene.
And beautiful pictures of Xilin.
This painting is so lifelike that it makes you feel as if you are actually there. As Chen Hongjie said, it is quite common.
Moreover, the brushwork is delicate, vivid and touching, and even the movements of hundreds of tourists are depicted with extreme perfection. They are all different from each other. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is of the highest quality.
After reading this painting, Shangguan Ruomeng nodded repeatedly.
Ma Yuanru and others looked at each other and smiled, then gave Feng Jueyu a provocative look.
Feng Jueyu leaned lazily on the pavilion pillar and sneered. These bastards are pursuing my wife in front of me, and they don't take me seriously. Damn it, let alone this wife, she has already made a decision.
If I don't want it, I can't talk about you.
"Let me take a look." Feng Jueyu snatched the painting from Shangguan Ruomeng's hand with a very fast movement.
Ma Yuanru was shocked and said anxiously: "What are you doing? Can you afford to pay for the damage?"
Feng Jueyu glanced at the painting, threw it back with a swipe, and said: "Can't afford to pay? Mr. Ma, you think too highly of yourself. Is this painting still a fine product? Repaying everyone's style? Why not exchange it for a thousand pieces of gold? It's ridiculous
, It’s really ridiculous. In my opinion, your painting is only worth a copper plate, oh no, it’s not even worth a copper plate. If you throw it out, no one will want it.”
"What did you say?"
When Feng Jueyu said this, he offended everyone. After all, when Ma Yuanru just finished painting this painting, Xu Zixiong and others were full of praise. Even a few old scholars were very impressed.
approval.
However, this kind of painting was worthless in Feng Jueyu's eyes. Moreover, what he said was so disrespectful that no one wanted to throw it away? That was a calligraphy treasure from Jinling Magic Brush.
Ma Yuanru and the others were excited, and looked at Feng Jueyu again with eyes that became particularly sinister and resentful.
It is extraordinary to humiliate a high school student Jieyuan in public, who is also a talented poet and painter.
The people enjoying the scenery saw that there was a dispute here and gathered around to see the excitement.
Ma Yuanru picked up the painting and opened it. When everyone looked at it, they all gave thumbs up, and then they also became angry at Feng Jueyu's criticism.
Is this kind of painting valuable? What other paintings are valuable?
When Shangguan Ruomeng saw that Feng Jueyu had aroused public anger, he couldn't help but frowned and whispered: "You guys, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Isn't it fun to make people angry?"
Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows and said: "Am I talking nonsense? I'm not talking nonsense. This painting is valuable. Anyway, if you give it to me, I will gain space."
"Nonsense." Ma Yuanru listened and blushed angrily. Just when he was about to curse, Xu Zixiong stopped him and sneered: "Brother Feng, since you said this painting is unsatisfactory, why not point it out in public?
, otherwise I will apologize to Brother Ma."
"Yes, yes, point it out or apologize." People around him shouted.
Talented people can't stand it when others look down upon their literary talent, especially a talented person with a high reputation like Ma Yuanru.
Seeing everyone's resentment, Shangguan Ruomeng sighed helplessly. He shouldn't have brought him out and caused trouble everywhere. What should he do?
Feng Jueyu glanced at the people in the pavilion without any fear. He smiled slightly, walked over and took the painting over, took a look at it and said, "What if I point out something wrong?"
"Then I will swallow this painting alive." Ma Yuanru said angrily.
"Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on it." Feng Jueyu snorted, walked to the stone table in the center of the pavilion, and spread out the painting.
Everyone gathered around and stared at Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "With this brushwork alone, Brother Ma's painting skills have been at least ten years old, so he can be said to be pretty good."
After complimenting him a lot, Ma Yuanru raised his eyebrows proudly, but did not hear what Feng Jueyu meant.
Shangguan Ruomeng is so smart, he immediately heard the meaning in Feng Jueyu's words. Did he really see something wrong? Why can't I see it?
As everyone listened, Feng Jueyu said: "There are a few things wrong with this painting. I'll tell you and let's study it together to see if it's true or not."
"Here." Feng Jueyu pointed to a painting of an old man selling candies with a bamboo basket hanging around his neck. The old man was looking at two mountains in the distance and seemed to be admiring the beautiful scenery. Because of the pleasant scenery, he felt emotional and smiled...
Regarding this character, Xu Zixiong frowned and said: "The brushwork here is exquisite, and the wrinkles of the old man are depicted perfectly and lifelike. What's wrong with that?"
Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "I didn't talk about the writing skills, I talked about the characters. Everyone, the Spring Talent Fair is a grand event in the country. However, this event is only limited to a certain group of people, talented people, beauties, literati, poets... How have you ever had anything to do with merchants?
Are you related? You are all among them. I will try to come here to relax, watch the beautiful scenery and express my feelings. Naturally with a smile on my face, I would like to ask why this old man is so interested in watching the scenery but has no intention of selling baskets.