Xiaoxing walked to the stage confidently, moved her left hand, and held a lamp in front of her. On the lamp she saw:
"Several floors, supporting the east peak alone, all close to the water and distant mountains, are used for painting and calligraphy. The snow on the green mountains is gathered, the white river smoke is scattered, the red landscape is baked, and the green mist is dyed. Sometimes the poet pays tribute to the ancient times, and sometimes the warriors stand by. In the end
The pitiful flower stamens are scattered, and the treasure mirror of the spring boudoir has been buried long ago. The loquat is lonely, leaving an empty grave with the fragrance of green fields. I am confused about this, and have mixed feelings. The laughing and silly butterflies are always greedy and drunk in their dreams. Try shouting from the top: Ask, ask,
Whose property does this half of the river moon belong to?"
"Bi Mo!!!" Xiaoxing shouted.
Hu Hei did not dare to neglect, and quickly took the jade plate to the stage in person, waiting beside Xiaoxing...
There is nothing to say about this momentum. In the eyes of everyone at this time, Ling Daozi is already a super literary giant, as high as the Wenqu star in the sky, with awe-inspiring aura soaring straight into the sky, unparalleled!
Xiaoxing held a pen in his hand to control the dragons and snakes, and wrote in the blank space of the big lantern:
"Thousands of years have happened. Xichuan bureaus have been changed many times. They have made great works, pretending to be heroes, leaping up to the dragon, dying to the phoenix in front of the slope, lying in the gate under the tiger, and singing the frog in the well. Suddenly there is an iron horse and a golden sword, and suddenly there is a silver sheng and a jade flute. It's not like that.
Long songs and short poems, throwing away some regrets and sorrows. Winding corridors, enjoying the good wind and rain. I groaned and frowned, unable to return to the world. I jumped to the death of the hozen, and finally fell into the trap of heaven and earth. I bowed my head to the dangerous ladder:
Look, that piece of cloud is my sky?"
"Wo!!!" Everyone exclaimed, not because of Xiaoxing's second line, but because of Xiaoxing's calligraphy!
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over…
If the previous talent was astonishing, then this calligraphy is like a sword to become a god!
The font "Little Star" has never appeared on Tiangang Star, but looking at this post, I saw that all the words seemed to be written in one stroke, in one go, integrated and majestic, like a vast long cloud gathering above the head.
, the pressure was so overwhelming that everyone was almost out of breath!
Zhong Yunfang rushed forward and studied it carefully. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he hugged the lantern opera tightly and trembled...
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, how could Ling Daozi know the reason and mood for making this couplet at that time? How did he know about the changes in the situation at that time?
That dream was one of my own incarnation experiences. Many things ended in a hurry before even I had time to figure it out. How did Ling Daozi learn about it and deal with it so seamlessly? Wonderful and touching?
Seeing this scene, Fu Xi knew that Ling Daozi must have given an answer that satisfied Zhong Yunfang, and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Zhong, get up! I wonder if you can give me this lantern?"
"You want this lantern?" Zhong Yunfang was startled.
"Haha, I have been thinking about this lantern couplet for a long time, but I still haven't got it right. I didn't expect that Xiaoling actually got it right. It really paid off my hard work, so I want to treasure this lantern and take it out from time to time in the future.
Enjoy it!" Fu Xi said with a smile.
How could Zhong Yunfang not know what Fu Xi was thinking? This boy must have fallen in love with Ling Daozi's calligraphy. Once this calligraphy came out, the lantern would become a priceless treasure. This boy actually wanted to take it for himself?
But then he thought about it, the person who caused this situation to develop tonight was none other than Fu Xi. If he hadn't said that he wanted to test Ling Daozi's couplet technique, there might not have been such a piece of calligraphy, nor would he have been looking for it.
A second couplet, so Fu Xi still has merit, and he is a descendant of his own generation, and he is the sixth elder. It's not enough not to give him a face. Besides, aren't there twenty lanterns behind him? Ling Daozi can't just
Is this the right one?
Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said, "Take it, but you will be the one to produce this middle-grade purple color!"
When Fuxi heard this, she was ecstatic and said loudly: "No problem!!!"
He quickly brought the lantern in front of him and took out a piece of middle-grade purple color and threw it to Ling Tianmang...
Ling Tianmang came over today and brought several colored stones that he had collected for many years, but the highest-grade among them was just a green top-grade colored stone. Its value was far different from this medium-grade purple colored stone. At this time, he was holding
Looking at this piece of purple color, he felt like he was in a dream, with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open. He couldn't believe it was real, but he quickly came to his senses and quickly put away the piece of purple color.
I got up, my heart pounding wildly, I was worried that someone would take a fancy to it. He still knew that this gentleman was innocent and Huaibi was guilty. Now that powerful people are around here, who knows who has evil intentions?
However, he did not expect that he could be regarded as the head of a family from a moderate power in the capital. Most of the people around him were heads of families from big powers or even super powerful powers. Who would take a fancy to this mid-grade purple color?
Xiang Fuxi threw it out without even frowning, while Zhong Yunfang was able to increase the prize from a piece of low-grade purple color to a piece of medium-grade purple color as soon as he opened his mouth, which was an improvement of more than a hundred times. It can be seen that this money is worth a lot of money.
It's really nothing in their eyes.
As for the intellectuals and spectators outside the venue, many of them are far less powerful than the Ling family, and they cannot covet this piece of purple color. Besides, Ling Daozi earned this, and now he is at the peak of his powers.
, became a bright star in the Tiangang Star literary world, and the money just kept rolling in?
Judging from the way Fu Xi rushed to get this lantern, I am afraid many people have figured out the secret. Not to mention how well the couplet is, just having the calligraphy written by Ling Daozi is a huge wealth!
At this time, Xiaoxing continued to make pairs, waving the pen in her hand at the blank spaces of each lantern, as if there was some kind of charm in it. When the pen is up, the writing is completed, when the pen is down, the lantern is up...
Twenty lanterns were quickly reduced to the last one!
The person holding the jade plate has turned into Zhong Yunfang. His expression is a little dull, a little serious, a little shocked, and a little confused... Looking at Ling Daozi in front of him, his mood is extremely complicated and difficult to describe!
Speaking of this long couplet, if you don’t have a good understanding of the situation and mood when making the first couplet, you can’t understand it at all. Ling Daozi seems to be like a bug in Zhong Yunfang’s belly, and he has no understanding of his situation.
It's clear, and it's a matter of course, and it's done in one go!
In the eyes of others, the long couplets are like mountains and chasms, but when it comes to Ling Daozi, they are transformed into green mountains and green water. Wandering in this literary world, you can do whatever you want, and it is extremely comfortable...
The next nineteen lanterns triggered a farce, because there were far from enough points. Except for the first dozen super powers who were bound to win, the remaining few triggered extremely fierce competition. However,
None of this had anything to do with Ling Daozi. He walked slowly to the last big lantern, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he could see all the contents inside. He only saw the horizontal scroll that read:
"Unjust misfortune comes from the air, it is incomprehensible, and the thought of it hurts my heart and liver. It is late in the spring, and I use this to search my withered intestines, hoping that it will not touch my ears with injustice. I stained my fingers with tears and ink, and stained them with blood, and I counted eight hundred
The rest of the words, I know that I will be tired of looking at them, but I just stick to my words. I want to overcome the absurd desire and make a fool of myself. Readers laugh at my shamelessness and should forgive me for being boring. Ugh!"
Xiaoxing turned to Zhong Yunfang and smiled: "Could this be another incarnation experience of the senior?"
"Of course! When I was suddenly wronged, I hated the corruption and incompetence of the authorities, so I wrote this couplet in prison..." Zhong Yunfang nodded.
"Senior, this couplet is filled with blood and tears, and it is touching..." Xiaoxing sighed, and he also admired Zhong Yunfang quite a lot. He is worthy of being the former leader of the literary world of Tiangang Star. He is really talented!
I saw this couplet that read:
"The land should control Lu and Chongqing, control the rush of Fuhe, connect Yunnan and Guizhou, and connect to the pass of Tibetan and Wei. Looking around, it is lush and green, and all turn into Huajiang City. Looking to the south, it leans on Ai Village, to the north there are lotus covers, to the west it supports Heling, and to the east The ruins of the cattle pen, with tall trees and smoke, all supplying the materials for the altar. The sloping pillars and branches pass through the Wei, Jin, Sui, and Tang dynasties, and you can look up at the dome ruins. There are groups of demons and evil spirits. Only the Golden Ou is solid, so we must be careful not to be overwhelmed by the calamity fire. Fan Ye's furnace hammer, blindly beating and beating blindly. Fame, misfortune, and misfortune have many names. They are vast and vast, without shores and boundless. After all, they are ruined. How many clothes and hats are you wearing? Climbing a tower is like a feather, a tooth, a cockroach, a mediator, a buzzer, a walker on the side, an angry wing, a snatcher, a joy to bite and grab, a person who welcomes the tide, and moves away with the tide. The water is coming, and it suddenly gathers, while the black rabbit shakes its chest, throws its eyes empty, beats the waves fiercely, takes the oar and sings, and the Laos drums in winter and winter, frightened by thunderbolts, suddenly booming. Tracing the origin of the snakes and snakes, The common people have a magnificent mind and a broad mind. Just think about it, it is still simple and plain, and Russia is wildly fighting; Wu Chu Suisu, Russia is a vast ocean with a crown of fur; a dwarf is soaring, and Russia is so small that it is a ball picture. It is said that Xuanhuang's tricks are strange, how can he be timid? On the day when the ring is decorated with clang, the imperial court is full of blessings, the chasm is turned suddenly, and the valley is dripping with ointment. The hooligans are roaring, the tigers are roaring, the ministers are cautiously watching the dolphins, bears, geese, storks, and Tao Qian. Everything depends on Cang Xi's decision. The gun is swept clean, the Kuibi is brilliant, the sleepy man is paralyzed under the yarn hat, the cunning rats are camped in Taicang, the hairy awl lacks meat to eat, how can it be sweet and fat? He kicks on the Phoenix Tower, Trampling the Parrot Island, far away from the Qilin Pavilion, kicking with the toe of the boots, pitiful chicken ribs, worshiping Zunzun's fists, moaning and screaming, the flames flashing rouge tongue. It's over! I prayed to transform into a snake! All handsome things, who can resist the adversity? Is there a ferocious leopard? If you are angry and instigates Qi, you will lead the demons and monsters. The dog lacks saw teeth, hooks and claws. Even if you declare Ni, it will frighten Huan. This world is not the original world. The love quietly goes up to the row of doors, and Li complains to the prisoner. Not only did he talk about the harmonious spirit, he said father and mother, and his legs and toes were taut, and he raised his body to inherit Yi Jian Zhi Neng. Let the thunder be rough. Jishou, Jishou, Jishou, and the Nong'en faction belongs to the Jia tribe; companions with shrimps and mantles, soaking in the worms, and still boasting the glory of the mayflies; stuffy algae, noisy iron plates and copper lutes; listen to the plum blossoms quickly , chic and unrestrained, Xiao Yudi's flute; sparse dusk reeds, white dew and jiajia across the Yinghuan world. Sigh! Sigh! School order Dangxiang, straight to the insult of the soil, forest and Youli; thoroughly understand the wonderful purpose, see fish leaping and kites flying everywhere. The array of lust, can't fascinate the crazy girl Dumb man, breaking through the sky, covering up troubles to tease others, and others to tease worries. Ignorance is good for itself, clever is bad for itself, makeup can be messy, pretending to be ugly and beard; the dirtier he is, the sloppier I am. I scold everyone. Swearing and scolding, a certain chanting monk fell into the mud plow for no reason. Just look for this high-ranking match to pick the stars, more beautiful than the knot, bite some frost, swallow some snow, so that your ambitions are crystal clear, attach the boat and sails, and contemplate the eight extremes of the world. Listen, listen, listen, the orioles are chirping in the village and the gulls are squawking in the evening. This is our lively and melodious nature. Sitting for a long time, sitting for a long time, I think it is time to abandon it, wait for the ebb and flow of half a pond, and collect the juice. The secret is to knead it until the milk is gelatinous, shrinking into a short-sighted seedling, a muntjac egg, and suddenly the hair is transformed into a pair of tongs, and the beady eyes are transformed, from a distance of 360 degrees, holding an ax and applying weight, and the whole thing is gone. chaos."