The first painting is a sketch. It shows a young couple chatting and laughing while strolling in front of a bamboo forest. The bamboo forest is quiet and the stream flows. They seem to be a couple living a peaceful life in paradise after retiring...
Not only are the characters lifelike, but the pictures are also extremely beautiful and artistic, just like real people. You will be deeply attracted at first glance.
There is a poem written in regular script below the painting:
The purple and red clouds surround you, the green water and green mountains are far away from the world, the powdery fat is as soft as water, and you are accompanied by your beauty deep in the peach forest;
Qingfeng Sword has disappeared in the world of mortals, the vows made in the past have become empty, the voice of the beautiful woman and confidant still exists, and the encounter is only in a dream.
The signature is: Red Flower, Green Song is a gift!
This is obviously the work of a famous artist.
Without this poem, this painting would not be considered a masterpiece, but with this poem, it would be a different artistic conception to look at the painting.
The first half of the poem is tender and sweet, like a dream, like describing a boy and girl who have just entered the world. They met, fell in love with each other, and were intoxicated in the peach blossom garden.
But the second half takes a turn for the worse, with frustration and sadness, as if a series of swords and swords, grievances and hatreds in the world turn the couple into passers-by. One day, only the man is left alone to return to the place where they first met, feeling sad in front of his old place.
So the picture stopped at the most classic scene in my memory: the young couple were talking and laughing by the river!
That is the most unforgettable scene in my memory. Now Mr. Zheng is fascinated by it. Did he also have such a sweet and sad experience when he was young?
After a long time, Mr. Zheng withdrew his gaze and was greatly shocked: "Okay, what a wonderful companion to you in the peach forest. Xiao Gu is pretty good."
What he said is good is actually the greatest affirmation for a person, because Mr. Zheng rarely praises people like this.
The second painting was quickly unfolded and hung on the south wall at the same time. It was still a work of red flowers and green songs. The painting showed a young swordsman walking on the bank of willows with a white horse, and the prosperity in the distance.
The market town is as lifelike and expressive as the first painting, and has the same inscription:
I remember my youthful travels. I rode on my young and smart horse. I traveled in the rivers and lakes with my sword. The white head is my fame;
Bones rise up to cross the quicksand, people are beheaded in the drunken city;
There were times when he had no plans to show his skill in poverty, and there was also a time when he was bought drunk and entered a brothel with a lot of money;
I have beaten horses to favor me on long roads. I have also decorated the heads of beauties with flowers and thrushes;
Storms and clouds must eventually pass away. Old friends, rivers and seas, borrow long sails;
When we say goodbye, we hate knowing each other for a long time. When we hold our hands, we feel the coldness of our green shirt;
There is no way to demolish the three spring willows that dominate the bridge and the long pavilion, and there is no room for a glass of wine at West Wind Yangguan;
Tomorrow the yellow flowers and butterflies will also be sad, even if the hairpin flowers are like drunkenness, they will not be like young people wandering around.
Mr. Zheng was overjoyed and shouted: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
He said hello three times in a row, which showed that the gift sent by Gu Xiaoyue was exactly what he wanted. Others in the hall also looked happy and looked at Gu Xiaoyue and Gu Xiaoyue with envy.
Gu Xiaoyue said decisively: "Mr. Zheng, these are the two paintings that the Divine Sword of Heaven wants to snatch."
"His taste is not bad." Mr. Zheng looked at Mad Dog Dragon with a smile, "What do you think of Cucumber's Heavenly King Sword?"
Mad Dog Long said: "Not bad!"
Mr. Zheng suddenly said: "Weiwei!"
A beautiful female player wearing a blue cheongsam immediately responded: "Here!"
Mr. Zheng smiled and said, "Don't you always want to fight against the Heavenly King Sword?"
Weiwei said: "Yes!"
Mr. Zheng smiled and said: "Shall we compete with Cucumber? I haven't seen you perform for a long time."
Weiwei walked up to Mad Dog Dragon, stretched out her hand toward the door and said, "Brother Gua, please!"
Mad Dog Dragon immediately walked out. There was a large open space in the center of the garden. The golden chrysanthemums in the garden were in full bloom, but as soon as Weiwei walked out, the situation changed.
The cool autumn weather immediately turned freezing. Mad Dog Dragon knew that he had to pass this hurdle, otherwise he would not be able to enter the core of this guild.
Everyone also walked out of the hall and gathered around Mr. Zheng, all looking forward to the showdown between the two men.
Weiwei looks slender and has an outstanding temperament, but Mad Dog Dragon dare not underestimate her at all: "How to perform?"
Weiwei took out a huge wooden stick from the bag: "Brother Gua, please enlighten me."
This wooden stick was five meters long, and it was too awkward to be held by such a beautiful woman, but Weiwei held it as easily as if she were holding a bamboo stick.
Mad Dog Dragon immediately felt like facing the Heavenly King Sword again: big, fast, fierce, fierce, and strong!
"Please!" Mad Dog Dragon stretched out his hand.
As soon as he finished speaking, Weiwei's figure floated, and the huge wooden stick came over.
The wooden sticks had no light, but the strong wind stirred up the chrysanthemums in the garden.
Mad Dog Dragon was not surprised because he was mentally prepared and the people around Mr. Zheng would never be weak.
The attack method of this giant stick is exactly the same as that of the Heavenly King Sword. It cuts down people quickly and fiercely with a thunderous force.
But the Mad Dog Dragon disappeared with a swipe, and the giant stick stopped abruptly less than half a foot from the stone slab on the ground.
Weiwei suddenly turned her head, and Mad Dog Dragon had indeed arrived at her previous position.
Gu Xiaoyue found a wooden stick from nowhere and immediately threw it towards Mad Dog Dragon: "Husband, go on!"
The beauty couldn't help but said sweetly: "Xiao Gu, you are very attached to your husband's treasure."
Gu Xiaoyue smiled and said: "Sister Yun, I managed to catch him with great difficulty."
In fact, everyone knew that she was trying to smooth things over. Mad Dog Dragon, a technological assassin, was too lethal. If he really used his weapon, he would probably see blood today, but today was a day where no blood could be seen.
Weiwei's second stick swept over. She was indeed using the Heavenly King Sword's style of attack. The huge size did not cause any flaws in the transition of moves, because this stick incorporated many changes and no longer needed to be changed.
Mad Dog Dragon's wooden stick was in his hand. At this moment, he suddenly had a strange idea, so he stabbed forward with a light stick.
Compared with the opponent's giant stick, his wooden stick was like chopsticks against a rolling pin, but Weiwei's second stick did not hit it, but quickly recovered it.
The wooden stick spun around in the air and stabbed forward with another light thrust. This time the stick actually came out from under his left armpit. People who had never seen it could not imagine the ingenuity of this move.
Mad Dog Dragon swept forward, stabbed forward, circled, and backhand... The giant stick had no offense at all, it was all about defense.
This was exactly the combo that Yi Jian Feixue performed on the embankment of the river. Although Mad Dog Dragon was unfamiliar with it, it still forced Wei Wei to retreat repeatedly.
After a while, the mad dog dragon jumped up high and stabbed down.
This stick did not have the power of Yijian Feixue to cut through mountains and rocks. Because the wooden stick was broken by the huge force in the air, this stick was completely defeated.
When Mad Dog Dragon fell down, he didn't have any weapons in his hands. He said calmly: "It seems that I have lost!"
Weiwei stopped fighting and took back the giant stick.
Mr. Zheng applauded: "Okay, okay, cucumbers are very good!"
At this time, everyone looked at Mad Dog Dragon with envy, because Mad Dog Dragon actually received such evaluation from Mr. Zheng. Even Lu Chongyun did not receive such treatment. It seemed that Mad Dog Dragon had fallen into Mr. Zheng's eyes.
But Gu Xiaoyue was extremely nervous. Mad Dog Dragon actually gave up on his own initiative. What did this guy think? Do you want to destroy your future?
Mr. Zheng said to Weiwei who was walking up: "How?"
Weiwei stopped and said, "It's indeed very good!"
Mr. Zheng said: "Do you understand?"
Weiwei could only shake her head: "This swordsmanship must have been created by a master of swordsmanship."
Mr. Zheng then sighed: "There are talents from generation to generation. You must not be arrogant and complacent. There are many people who are crouching tigers, hidden dragons. Everyone has seen it now, right?"
The Queen said: "But old man, Brother Cucumber just admitted his defeat?"
Mr. Zheng glanced at her and sighed: "Lao Fan, why don't you tell her?"
Mr. Fan said in a deep voice: "Brother Cucumber uses the weak to fight against the strong, uses softness to overcome hardness, and uses four ounces to move a thousand pounds. He uses the most correct method. Assassins can use the most exquisite sword skills. If the assassin uses the same wooden stick to use the assassin's skills
, Weiwei was afraid that she would be knocked away, and Brother Cucumber was afraid of hurting her, so he took the initiative to stop and admit defeat..."
He looked at Mad Dog Long and said: "Recruit the essence without being mixed, the strength is pure without being improper, the anger is strong without being exposed, the victory is without arrogance, it is the uprightness that is easy to break, the wisdom that is extremely wise will be wounded, the deep love will not live long, the humble gentleman, gentle
Like jade.”
Mad Dog Long said: "I don't dare!"
The queen said respectfully: "I have learned a lesson!"
Some of the people looked surprised, while others looked confused. It was obvious that Mr. Fan's words were difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Mr. Zheng waved to Mad Dog Dragon: "Did you create your own swordsmanship?"
Mad Dog Dragon quickly said: "No, it was used by a friend of mine. I am not yet proficient in using it, so I just tried it on a whim. Please forgive me, Mr. Zheng."
Mr. Zheng smiled and said, "Is this your first time using it?"
Mad Dog Dragon nodded: "Yes!"
Mr. Zheng then said to the Queen and Weiwei: "Do you understand now?"
Of course, I understand that what people are using is not their own skills, they are just imitating the tricks of their friends. At the same time, they are not proficient enough, but they can already force you back. There is no need to describe the difference.
Mr. Zheng actually told Weiwei one thing: If you want to deal with the Divine Sword of Heaven with your strength, you are seeking death.
Of course, it is impossible for him to ask Mad Dog Dragon how he killed Tianwang Dao, but everyone has already looked at Mad Dog Dragon with admiration, because everyone knows that Mr. Zheng is a person who cherishes talents and loves talents. In the days to come, Zheng
Sir, I will definitely put Mad Dog Dragon to great use.
Next, Mr. Zheng chatted with everyone one by one, and everyone answered and sent their congratulatory gifts one by one.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the dinner in the manor was ready. More than ten people sat in a circle in the center of the garden. During the dinner, Mr. Zheng made an exception and opened a bottle of Fenjiu.
The banquet ended at about six o'clock in the evening, and everyone used their flying magic wands to leave. (To be continued...)
