Chen Xi's thoughts can only be thoughts. At least Liu Tong made it clear that he was here to have fun. When passing by Chen Xi, he even congratulated Chen Xi and said that she would support Chen Xi when the time comes.
What's the use?
"Zichuan, ugh~" Liu Bei patted Chen Xi's shoulder and sat down naturally. Chen Xi looked depressed, but then he realized that he still seemed to have a little hope, because the banquet was not very rigorous, and Cai Yan actually sat beside Chen Xi.
Far away, there is hope for cheating.
After all, among the literati during the Jian'an period, the most powerful eleven were Cai Zhaoji, the third and seventh son.
So Chen Xi silently sent a message to Cai Yan, asking Cai Yan for help. Cai Yan glanced at Chen Xi with cold eyes and angrily rejected Chen Xi's request. He actually cheated in this kind of competition.
"I'm not asking for your help. You can help me write the content. You also know my handwriting." Chen Xi hesitated and settled for the next best thing, still hoping to hug him.
"This is okay. Your characters and glyphs are even better than my father's, but they only have form but no spirit." Cai Yan thought about it and decided to give Chen Xi a hand to prevent him from losing too miserably.
, at least when Chen Xi was reading the article, she could easily correct it.
"There's nothing I can do about it, my words are hollow." Chen Xi said helplessly. He still doesn't understand what the word "神" means. Logically speaking, according to Chen Xi's understanding, "神" should be the character when he wrote.
The expression of mentality, heart and mind.
However, Chen Xi's mentality is normal, full of energy, and broad-minded. However, when written in regular script, he still looks good, but lacks a divine state.
To be honest, these are Wang Xizhi's words that Chen Xi copied. After all, there are primary school students. Well, after so many years of hard work, they are already at the level of high school students. However, the evaluations of Liu Bei and Cai Yan are all empty and empty.
His god, Hao Hao, was corrupted by Chen Xi.
Chen Xi said that I really have nothing to say. Can you be a little less idealistic and let me see if anything can be changed here? Such idealistic statements are always meaningless. I really have no solution here.
.
"I'm also very surprised. The fonts and fonts are perfect and can even be used as a model for calligraphy, but there are too many missing parts." Cai Yan sighed and said, she really didn't understand how Chen Xi practiced back then.
Literally.
In fact, this is the gap between ancient people and modern people. Ancient people paid attention to spiritual similarities. However, when Chen Xi learned calligraphy, he also required a similar appearance. In the end, he turned out to be such a weirdo. His handwriting was good, but the inside was empty.
"Ha, forget it, don't worry about it. Just give me a hand when the time comes and don't let me die so miserably." Chen Xi said with a sigh.
Cai Yan shook his head when he heard this and said nothing more. At this moment, Zhen Mi secretly ran over from his mother, slipped to the opposite side of Chen Xi and looked at Chen Xi from a distance without saying anything. Chen Xi's pressure suddenly doubled.
It was agreed at the beginning that he would marry Zhen Mi after reunification, and now everything is ready. However, Chen Xi still feels a little pressured to get married. Although that look is no longer visible from Zhen Mi, but
Chen Xi still feels that he is a bit of a scumbag.
Glancing at Chen Xi with a touch of resentment, Chen Xi could even feel the mist gathering in those watery eyes. He couldn't help but open his mouth, but in the end he shook his head silently.
"Right now, don't worry." Chen Xi moved his mouth and made a mouth shape.
Zhen Mi squinted her eyes like a cat, turned around and ran away, while Cai Yan smiled and sent a message to Chen Xi, "Is it the most difficult to accept the kindness of a beauty?"
"Oh, I shouldn't have gone back then." Chen Xi sighed and said.
"If she hears what you said, I'm afraid she will be heartbroken." Cai Yan said solemnly. Chen Xi was stunned when he heard the words, and then nodded, "Indeed, it is my problem, well, I know
What should I write?"
"You look quite confident." Cai Yan chuckled, "But that's right, you should be confident, after all, you can indeed write a masterpiece that will be passed down to the world."
"Forget it, that's just the result of writing and revising when I was bored." Chen Xi smiled and said, "Let's just take advantage of it this time."
In fact, when Zhen Mi ran away, Chen Xi already had the appropriate content in his heart. In today's environment, whether it is a proposition or not, Chen Xi just wrote it like this. By then, even if it is beyond the scope of the proposition, it is estimated that
No one cares either.
After all, many people still know about Zhen Mi and Chen Xi's marriage. Poems can convey feelings and articles can convey the truth. There is nothing much to say. What's more, Cao Zhi, that little bastard, get out of the way and let me write it. This wave will be regarded as
Forget it, Mr. Wenzhao.
What happened after that was pretty much what Chen Xi had expected. After eating and drinking, he started to play. There was a big difference between the literati’s playing and other people’s playing. They quoted classics, used ancient metaphors to describe the present, and used various wonderful methods, so it was inevitable that they would enter poetry.
The part of the song.
"There will be no proposition this time. The article is written as a guide. Anyone who is willing to participate can participate." Liu Tong waved his hand grandly and said, "Everyone here can participate in the evaluation."
"Zhao Ji, don't you write it?" Chen Xi looked at Cai Yan's dull expression and said.
"No, I am working as a knife and pen maker for you, so how can I have time to write this." Cai Yan smiled coldly, and even Chen Xi was in a daze, not sure whether he saw the other person's smile.
"Okay, thank you very much." Chen Xi bowed his hands and said.
"In the second year of Yuanfeng, the capital of Yu Dynasty returned to Luochuan. The ancients said that the god of Si water was named Mi Fei. Feeling Song Yu's treatment of the goddess of the King of Chu, he wrote this poem." Chen Xi's voice was plain.
He said to Cai Yan, "Wenzhao Gong, just copy it. Anyway, if you don't write it yourself, this thing is probably hopeless."
Besides, this poem itself is very suitable for the occasion. Zhen Mi herself was also present. It is actually quite good to write it to please Zhen Mi. What's more, except for the time, there is no need to change anything else in this poem. From Luoshui in the north
Come back, Chen Xi also leaves, it's just a matter of Yuanfeng's early years.
After Cai Yan finished writing the first sentence, she glanced at Chen Xi. From the first sentence, she knew who the poem was written for. At this moment, Cai Yan said that she wanted to throw down the pen and let Chen Xi write it by himself.
But after all, it was a matter of loyalty and entrustment. Although Cai Yan frowned after hearing the first sentence, he still endured it and did not drop the pen. He just silently put a cross on Chen Xi's head, saying,
When she wrote this poem, even though she knew that Chen Xi had been flirted with by Zhen Mi before and her mind was not online, Cai Yan was still in a very unhappy state now.
However, Cai Yan's integrity can still be guaranteed. Although he was unhappy, he still wrote down the content word for word. And as the first section progressed, Cai Yan also became confident about this poem, just in terms of vocabulary and description level.
It is already very high.
Thinking about Chen Xi's previous state, Cai Yan felt that under this impromptu situation, the other party was already capable of extraordinary performance, and his rhetoric was quite gorgeous. Even Cai Yan looked at Chen Xi from time to time, slightly doubting what was going on in this guy's mind.
Made.
However, this is only the first section. By the time he writes about the beauty of Rong Yi's clothing in the second section, Cai Yan has basically determined that if there are no big mistakes in this poem, today's group of people will be turned into scum in seconds, but writing
At that time, Cai Yan was obviously a little absent-minded, observing Zhen Mi from the corner of his eye from time to time, but as he continued to observe, Cai Yan began to look at his own clothes.
After that, Cai Yan didn't know what expression to make. Today she was wearing Guangxiu because she came with Liu Tong, while Zhen Mi was wearing a palace dress because she came with her mother. The so-called Piao Xi
As if the flowing wind is returning to the snow, it does not refer to palace attire!
"Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon. The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pines are gorgeous. They seem to be like the moon covered by light clouds, and fluttering like the snow blown by the flowing wind." Chen Xi continued to describe with a calm expression.
content, and Cai Yan also tried hard to collect his thoughts and devote his mind to the poem.
In the next third section, Cai Yan fell into silence. She just helped write silently without saying anything. She also had no intention of observing Zhen Mi with her peripheral vision. She was also very confused now, but she was okay.
Have a smooth journey.
After that, I expressed my feelings and thoughts, and each verse of this poem became more important than the next. In the end, it can be said that the lingering sound lingers in the air, and the feelings and thoughts are lingering, as if there is sustenance.
"How is it, Miss?" After Chen Xi finished reciting the whole poem, he looked at Cai Yan who was thoughtful and asked. Cai Yan, who was in a daze, was greeted by Chen Xi before he came to his senses and looked at the whole poem.
After writing a love letter, his complexion became much darker.
"Are you going to use this to compete?" Cai Yan said as calmly as possible. She also didn't know how to accuse Chen Xi.
"Yes, what's wrong? Is it not well written?" Chen Xi said slightly puzzled.
"It's very good. It couldn't be better. Today's group of people, these six, plus Cao Sikong, can't be your opponent." Cai Yan's own level is very high, so he naturally knows this poem
It is destined to be famous throughout the ages. Even if those present are at their peak, they may be tied with this one, but this is a gift, and a long-lasting gift!
"Then what else is there to say?" Chen Xi said that this time I will fight against seven. If he can't let me step down safely, I will make it impossible for him to step down completely.
"The house is restless." Cai Yan glanced sideways at Chen Xi and said, "Can you write a poem of the same level for your wife?"
"..." Chen Xi instantly became furious and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Thank you very much, Miss, for your advice. You'd better keep this poem. I'll give in now."
Compared with preventing those guys from stepping down, the peace of Chen Xi's home is more important.
"Give it to Zhen Mi yourself, I don't want it." A hint of anger appeared on Cai Yan's face. After suppressing it, he said slightly coldly.
