Masterpieces are made naturally, can't find them out?
It's just a line from a poem called "When the wind blows and the waves break, there will be times when I hang my clouds and sail across the sea."
It triggered visions in the heaven and earth, and feedback from Yuanli.
Gu Changsheng himself did not expect this at all.
After you come to your senses.
Gu Changsheng's expression was also quite strange.
In other people's eyes.
Gu Changsheng's expression should be due to surprise.
But they don't know.
The shock in Gu Changsheng's heart now was no less than theirs.
Just different.
The Confucian scholars who attended the meeting were simply shocked that the literary talent of this poem written by Gu Changsheng was enough to trigger visions in the world.
Gu Changsheng himself was shocked.
This poem is just one sentence from "The Road Is Difficult".
Just one sentence.
It triggered such a magnificent vision.
If you write them all out.
I'm afraid, even if it doesn't reach the heights of "Journey into the Wine", it won't be too far off. At the very least, the grade will probably be a masterpiece that will be passed down all over the world.
Shake his head.
Dispel these distracting thoughts from your mind.
Gu Changsheng thought of a more realistic problem.
He wastes so much thought, almost hiding his clumsiness.
I deliberately wrote only one line of poetry, for what purpose, other than to protect the face of the Confucian scholars attending the meeting.
But now it seems.
On the contrary, some things have gone against expectations!
"Senior brother, this... shouldn't be too much."
Gu Changsheng couldn't help but whisper to Jiang Xue, who was attracted to him by the words "There will be times when the wind and waves break". There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and he was still admiring Jiang Xue as he looked at it.
"If I leave this banquet, the next day there will be comments in Shilin that I, Gu Changsheng, deliberately bully fellow literati, deliberately expose myself, put on pretense, and seek fame and reputation."
Hearing Gu Changsheng's words.
Jiang Xue couldn't help but smile and waved her hands, but her tone was extremely indifferent, even with a hint of domineering!
"Junior brother, you think too much!"
"Not to mention, I and Master Zhangsun are here. Since the law is on our side, if anyone from the so-called Shilin dares to stand up and accuse you, your senior brother and teacher will come forward."
"Moreover, by doing this today, you are not stealing their limelight. Strictly speaking, you are actually helping them!"
I heard Jiang Xue say that it won't cause any trouble.
Gu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Confucian scholars are different from demons.
Gu Changsheng may not like the personalities and styles of some of them, but he is not someone who is looking for trouble.
If possible, he would prefer to keep a low profile.
Therefore, the Confucian scholars will not cause trouble, which is enough for Gu Changsheng.
However, Jiang Xue's last words made Gu Changsheng a little puzzled.
"Why, it's me who helps them?"
Jiang Xue smiled slightly.
His eyes swept over the Confucian scholars who had prepared masterpieces at the venue, and he shook his head imperceptibly and said.
"There have always been many masterpieces at the Gonggong Banquet."
"But how many opening banquets can really be passed down to future generations?"
"Unless one of them produces a national-level masterpiece, no one will remember today's banquet in a hundred years or even a thousand years."
Jiang Xue said this.
After a pause, he looked at Gu Changsheng beside him, with unconcealable surprise in his eyes.
"But, little junior brother, your poem changed everything. A poem can stir up the aura of heaven and earth. It will definitely become a good story in the future, and..."
Jiang Xue blinked and looked at Gu Changsheng.
"The entire poem, no matter how bad the grade is, is still enough to support the country."
"Even with your talent and knowledge, you are unable to write a second masterpiece that will be spread all over the world. Complete this poem and complete it with a poem, and create a masterpiece with the nine ringing bells of the country.
It should not be a problem, right?"
Gu Changsheng is not stupid.
Even clever.
I heard Jiang Xue say this.
A hint of understanding also appeared in Gu Changsheng's eyes, and he finally understood.
Jiang Xue's thoughts.
It is simply to say that there is not much possibility of leaving a name in the history of the Gonggong Banquet.
But because of the appearance of Gu Changsheng, this strange incident was added to it.
In the future, Gu Changsheng will complete the entire "The Road Is Difficult".
As long as future generations remember it.
Every time I think about the difficulty of traveling, I also think of today’s ceremony.
It can be considered indirect, allowing these people to become famous!
And just as Jiang Xue guessed.
at the subsequent banquet.
It can be said that everyone respects Gu Changsheng more and more, and even worships him a little!
…
Just when Gu Changsheng was attending the commencement banquet in Wenhan Building.
At the same time.
In Nankang Fucheng, in a small courtyard.
The deputy commander of the Nankang Battalion, Wu Yi'an, looked extremely serious at this moment.
His gaze was like a hawk, staring intently at the two cronies in front of him.
My heart was extremely solemn.
These two of his cronies were sent out by him before.
There is only one task.
That is to inquire about the appearance of the mysterious cultivator who killed the three demons of Yunzhu Mountain according to the residents of Zhulin Town.
And he summarized them, made a book, traced them, and brought them back.
The reason for arranging this task.
On the bright side.
It was Wu Yi'an, the deputy commander of Nankang, who wanted to find out the mysterious practitioner and reward him.
But only Wu Yi'an himself knows the actual purpose.
That is the portrait of General Gu Changsheng.
Compare it with the portraits brought back by these two cronies.
Determine whether this Gu Changsheng is the mysterious practitioner.
If so.
He, Wu Yi'an, was about to start thinking about running away.
after all.
A sage who governs the country and is an unparalleled national scholar.
If he discovers a problem.
Then the practitioners he can contact, the high officials in the court, are much more numerous and stronger than an ordinary practitioner!
"Are you sure that this is the portrait you brought back and there is nothing wrong with it?"
Wu Yi'an's voice was very serious.
The two cronies knew nothing.
He was also a little confused by his boss's tone, but he still nodded subconsciously and said solemnly.
"Don't worry, deputy commander, the two of us specially hired a painter to paint the portrait, and there will be absolutely no mistakes in the portrait!"
Painter.
It is different from Confucianism cultivators and martial arts cultivators.
There is actually no difference between a simple painting monk and a mortal painter.
Something you have to say.
Probably after practicing.
Their feelings are sharper, their paintings are better, and their business will be better.
But that's all.
Those like Gu Changsheng, who have entered Taoism through painting and are still able to make great progress all the way, are ultimately the minority among the minority.
I heard two confidants say that this portrait was painted by an artist.
Wu Yi'an's head became more and more relaxed.
"Okay, I'll thank you for your hard work. Please keep this painting for now. I'll prepare a file and register it. Then I'll send a notice asking this practitioner to come to Nankang Camp to receive the reward."