"Damn it...how miraculous is this kid? He actually..."
Seeing that the dragon's blood paper that he had treasured for many years and dared not use easily turned out to be so "well-behaved and docile" in front of Gu Changsheng.
Chen Huan's nose was almost crooked with anger, and he was breathing heavily while speaking.
Gu Changsheng, on the other hand, also had a surprised look on his face, but immediately he couldn't help but smile clearly.
"I finally understand why in the history of our country, there have been so many corrupt officials who bent the law for their own ends just for a piece of paper, a square of ink, and a pen."
Originally, Gu Changsheng only thought that it was because these cultural treasures had an amazing auxiliary effect on cultivation.
But now it seems that these psychic cultural treasures can not only assist cultivation, but even in daily life, writing poems and painting are accompanied by such a set of cultural treasures that understand human nature.
This girl, I feel, is a level higher than Hongxiu Tianxiang’s!
Shaking his head slightly, Gu Changsheng put away the distracting thoughts in his mind. In Gu Changsheng's mind, the famous poem that had been drafted for a long time finally...
Ready to come out!
"Buzz!"
He suddenly picked up the pen, and the white wolf's hair was soaked in dragon's blood ink, but he hadn't yet finished writing.
"Crack!"
In the void, above the sea of clouds!
On the roof of Yu Wenhan's building, thunder exploded, waking up half of the city's residents!
"what happened?"
"Is there a thunderstorm tonight? I remember observing the sky yesterday, but I didn't remember there would be a thunderstorm today!"
Luo Yun and Lin Qing were both stunned.
They have made full preparations for tonight's cultural gathering.
Why is there a thunderstorm falling at this time?
"No! This is not a thunderstorm!"
At this moment, Luo Jingshan suddenly raised its head!
The two Nankang scholars behind him also looked into the air in astonishment.
But all I saw was that above the sea of clouds, there were layers of black clouds pressing down on the city, but they did not extend very far, only a hundred feet in diameter!
It’s only limited to Wenhan Building!
In other words.
"This is not a celestial phenomenon, this is a literary vision. Is it... a literary vision caused by Gu Xiaoyou's poems?"
The two Nankang great scholars were stuck in their shells as they talked, looking at Gu Changsheng as if they had seen a ghost!
Just because Gu Changsheng has not yet written a single word!
"You haven't even started writing yet, but there is already a literary phenomenon? This... this is simply unheard of!"
The great scholar with the white beard is already stupid.
The scholar named Feng was slightly better than him, but not much better!
Only Luo Jingshan, after being stunned for a short time, remembered an old news, and looked at Gu Changsheng's eyes with a startled expression!
"It's unheard of, but it doesn't count."
"In the previous dynasty, there was also..."
Luo Jingshan whispered, and after being stunned for a moment, he struggled to spit out a name.
"Jiang Bohu, Jiang Yin."
Upon hearing the name Luo Jingshan said, everyone present fell silent.
Except for the younger Nankang students, this name is still somewhat unfamiliar.
Even the older disciples of the academy such as Luo Yun and Lin Qing, and even Chen Huan and Yun Changge of the Xuanling Academy, suddenly changed their expressions!
Jiang Bohu and Jiang Yin were the most famous talents in the Wu Dynasty before the Zhou Dynasty. His talents were unparalleled and he was known as the number one seed in Wu Dynasty!
He was able to speak at the age of three, poetry at the age of five, and poetry at the age of seven. He also studied Confucianism and painting. In more than thirty years, he wrote twenty-nine masterpieces about Dafu, sixteen about Mingzhou, nine about Zhengguo, and more
Two great works of literature passed down to the world!
As for county-level masterpieces, they are countless, almost in the hundreds!
And it is said that when he was writing his first poem to conquer the country, in the middle of writing, he heard the sound of thunder and the world was shocked by visions and clouds.
Chen Huan, who also remembered the deeds of Jiang Bohu, felt that his legs were starting to feel weak at this moment, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Gu Changsheng was as if he had seen a ghost.
Jiang Bohu's article was a famous work that had already stirred up a storm throughout the ages even before it was written down. The final achievement was to inspire the Five Ways of Golden Light in the Dawu Kingdom at that time.
If you want to make an analogy, it is equivalent to the three ringing of the bells in the present day Zhou Dynasty.
But the problem is.
"Jiang Bohu's magnificent article was at least half completed before it aroused the sound of wind and thunder and the alarming vision."
But what about Gu Changsheng? Before he made a single move, Lei Yin was attracted.
If he really writes this poem, it is possible that it will be another one...
"Zhenguo...the ultimate?"
Chen Huan murmured to himself, but the regret in his heart had already begun to grow!
He might even dare to provoke one or two people by writing a masterpiece that subdues the country.
After all, throughout the ages, there have been so many so-called sages who have conquered the country, and their highest achievements in their lives have been nothing more than that one masterpiece of conquering the country!
But what if two masterpieces of country-building were added to it.
Well, that’s a different matter!
Not to mention, they are two masterpieces that are extremely important to the country!
"Hold your heart! You're a piece of trash!"
Just when Chen Huan was panicking, Yun Changge's cold scolding voice suddenly sounded in his ears!
"You are frightened before the writing is completed? How can it be so easy to produce masterpieces that support the country? How many masterpieces have amazing visions? But in the end, it is difficult to arouse the masterpieces of the country, but there are also many masterpieces
!”
"If it is not recognized by the Zhenguo Zhong, then no matter how amazing the vision is, it is just a Mingzhou!"
"not to mention."
Yun Changge sneered, but no longer lowered his voice.
Instead, he looked across at the people in Nankang Academy who were beginning to show relaxed expressions and said coldly.
"You'd better not start celebrating so early."
"You need to know that Gu Xianren used a sixth-grade cultural treasure this time, as well as cultural treasures such as dragon blood paper!"
Using cultural treasures as a guide, when composing poems and lyrics, it can certainly save the consumption of talent, and it is easier to arouse the resonance of the world. Even when you create a masterpiece, you will get more feedback from the world.
But the masterpiece "Zhengguo" not only needs the recognition of heaven and earth, but also needs the recognition of the supreme treasure that carries the destiny of an dynasty and humanity!
Like Da Wu, it is Da Wu’s [Sun and Moon Mirror]!
If the Great Zhou Dynasty is today, it is the [Guo Zheng Zhong] of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
But the road is fair!
It is easier to write poems and compositions using cultural treasures to resonate with the world, but correspondingly, if you want to be recognized by a humane treasure like the Zhenguo Bell, the conditions are also more stringent!
"What's more, although the current vision is majestic and majestic, how can we know that this magnificent vision is not caused by cultural treasures such as [White Wolf Hair] and [Dragon Blood Paper]? After all, Gu Xian is now
Not a word has been written yet…”
As Yun Changge spoke, he calmed down and his tone became more assertive, but he hadn't finished speaking yet!
Under everyone's shocked gaze, Gu Changsheng's pen moved like a dragon and a snake, white wolves and dragons flew around, and in the blink of an eye, a piece of dragon's blood paper was filled with writing.
But when they looked closely, their expressions became extremely weird!