Xie Chuan sneered at this moment, confirming what the scholar said. In an instant, the air froze, and the surrounding scholars looked at Chen Shaojun, their eyes suddenly without any warmth.
As Xie Chuan, what he said still has a certain degree of credibility.
"Xie Chuan!"
After hearing Xie Chuan's deliberate guidance, Chen Shaojun finally put down his book and raised his head:
"Who told you that my literary skills are less than one liter?"
"Is not it?"
Xie Chuan sneered, his voice full of sarcasm.
"I originally didn't want to argue with you, but since that's the case, I'll help you."
Chen Shaojun finally spoke.
Of course, he didn't just have a literary talent, it was just blocked by the golden pages.
A broad mind is as big as a valley, and the sea is open to all rivers. Because of your tolerance, you can become something else. Regardless of whether you are civilized or martial, you must have this kind of mind, because the pattern determines your future achievements.
He originally didn't want to deal with Xie Chuan's matter, but it was a pity that this person didn't know what to do and kept pestering him.
"Don't you think that my literary spirit is not as good as yours? Then I will show you now, which one of us is more literary!"
The next moment, Chen Shaojun had a thought in his mind, connected the golden pages in his mind, and at the same time released the literary energy in his body.
"boom!"
The top of Chen Shaojun's head was originally unremarkable, but the next moment, with a loud noise, in the eyes of everyone, a bright literary aura soared into the sky from the top of Chen Shaojun's head.
After the literary spirit reaches "Dou", it will be as white and flawless as mutton-fat jade.
However, Chen Shaojun's pure and flawless style of expression reached one foot directly and looked extremely magnificent.
A battle of literary spirit!
"Boom!"
As if a thunderbolt fell, Xie Chuan's eyes widened, his whole body was shaken, his face was full of disbelief, and everyone around him was screaming in surprise.
In just a moment, Chen Shaojun broke everyone's understanding.
"How can it be?!"
Xie Chuan's heart was in turmoil, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all.
When did Chen Wolong, whom everyone laughed at, actually change his mind and achieve such a level of cultivation?
Xie Chuan couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it at all.
How long has it been?
Even the most outstanding literary genius cannot have such a big change, right?
But it's not over yet——
"Look! His literary skills are still growing!"
A voice came from my ears.
In the eyes of everyone, Chen Shaojun's literary aura was still growing.
A battle of words and spirit!
Three battles of literary spirit!
Full of literary energy!
At this time, Chen Shaojun's literary skills were already on par with Xie Chuan's, and he was still a foolish person whom everyone laughed at.
However, all this is not over yet, Chen Shaojun's literary spirit is still growing.
Five battles of literary spirit!
Six battles of literary spirit!
Seven battles of literary spirit!
…
At this time, the literary energy above Chen Shaojun's head was already seven feet high. In the end, Chen Shaojun still retained a little of it and did not reveal all his cultivation.
However, despite this, there were already bursts of exclamations around, and everyone's face was filled with deep shock and respect.
Seven feet of literary spirit!
The literary talent displayed by Chen Shaojun is enough to amaze many people, which also means that his attainments in poetry, poetry, and writing and knowledge exceed many people present.
Literary education does not value status, but values true attainments in knowledge.
This alone is enough to make many people admire Chen Shaojun!
Looking at Xie Chuan opposite, everyone's eyes were completely different from before.
Xie Chuan previously said that Chen Shaojun's cultivation level was less than one level, but this is obviously not the case. Moreover, how could someone with such profound literary talent and profound attainments plagiarize other people's poems?
"How could this happen? How could he have such a high level of literary talent?"
Xie Chuan's face was pale and already extremely ugly.
An important reason why he has never looked down upon Chen Shaojun is that his literary quality is far superior to Chen Shaojun's. Even though the Zhuyuan Poetry Society showed great talent, he did not change it.
For Xie Chuan, he and Chen Shaojun are the difference between geniuses and mortals.
But now, mortals have long surpassed geniuses.
"Also, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You stole the things I left at the Zhuyuan Poetry Association for your own use. Do you think I don't know?"
At this moment, Chen Shaojun's voice suddenly came from his ears.
"If some things are not yours, they are not yours. You can't keep them no matter what you do."
"boom!"
Xie Chuan trembled all over and looked at Chen Shaojun with a fearful expression. He was staggering and could hardly stand, and there was even a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
Chen Shaojun's words seemed understated and careless, but they directly hit his soul and revealed what he feared the most.
The reason why he suddenly took action and rushed Chen Shaojun to leave was because his biggest fear was precisely this.
Although the couple Zhuyuan Shi brought back before was a misunderstanding and the teacher mistakenly thought it was him, Xie Chuan was happy to see the result and never denied it.
Later, as the influence of that couplet grew, the great scholars and masters in the capital knew more and more about it, and they all praised it, and Xie Chuan could no longer look back.
Moreover, given his status, he must not let anyone know about stealing pairs. It is the most shameful thing for Wen Dao. Once it is confirmed, his reputation will be ruined.
"No. Do you think I will be afraid of you? So what if you tell me, do you think they will believe you?"
Xie Chuan exhaled loudly, feeling a surge in his heart.
Right, that is it!
No one will ever believe him.
"Do you really think I can't do anything to you like this?"
Chen Shaojun revealed Xie Chuan's thoughts with just one word.
"It's nonsense, it's nonsense! What does it mean to steal for one's own benefit? Who among the literary and art circles doesn't know that I originally came up with 'Yansuo Pondliu', so what does it have to do with you?"
Xie Chuan quickly recovered and shouted sharply.
"And you said it's yours, so let me ask you, if this pair is the upper Que, can you guess the lower Que?"
At the end of the speech, Xie Chuan was full of energy and his voice was fierce.
Just as Xie Chuan finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Especially those scholars who had communicated with him before were even more thoughtful.
Xie Chuan, on the other hand, sneered.
It is not without reason that he dared to risk the world's great power, steal Chen Shaojun's match, take it as his own, and send people everywhere to slander Chen Shaojun's name.
"Yansuo Pondliu" has long been known to everyone in the literary lineage of the entire capital.
Not because it was done by Xie Chuan, but because of its uniqueness.
The word smoke contains "fire", the word "lock" contains "gold", the word "chi" contains "water", the word "pond" contains "earth", and the word "willow" contains "wood". These five words alone mean nothing, but together they are exactly the word "gold". "Wood, water, fire, five", all the five elements are in it.
What's more important is that these five words are not deliberately chosen. When combined together, they have their own meaning, forming a poetic and picturesque scene.
It is easy to simply fight against Xia Que, but it is not easy to fight against metal, wood, water, fire and earth at the same time.
This is also the reason why the great Confucian scholars, great Confucian scholars, and masters in the capital are known as "eternal absolutes."
Xie Chuan also asked his teacher Wu Ruhai that this pair was too difficult. No one would be able to figure it out for at least a thousand years, not even the Confucian capital.
This is also the reason why he insists that the match is his and is not afraid of Chen Shaojun tearing his face and exposing him.
"Chen Shaojun, you are right!"
Xie Chuan said loudly.
"well!"
Chen Shaojun sighed softly, shook his head, and looked at Xie Chuan, his eyes full of pity.
How could he not know Xie Chuan's thoughts?
"Xie Chuan, you really have a good plan, but it's a pity that you have found the wrong person. Don't you know that the couple is reserved by me? If you ask for kindness, you will get kindness, and if you ask for justice, you will get righteousness. In this case, I will simply help you.
"
"Yansuo Pondliu is just the upper palace, and my lower palace is..."
Chen Shaojun paused when he said this.
This simple action immediately made Xie Chuan's heart skip a beat and his whole body suddenly became nervous. The scholars around him also looked attentively listening.
At this moment, even time seemed to slow down.
"Peach Burns Jinjiang Embankment!"
"boom!"
With just five words, the crowd instantly exploded.
“What a neat pair!”
"'Tao Ran' versus 'Yansuo', 'Jinjiangdi' versus 'Pond Willow', 'Ran' versus 'Lock', he actually got it right!"
"Poetic and picturesque, the artistic conception of the two is exactly the same and equally profound. This is the best xiaque!"
…
Everyone was shocked and completely amazed.
Xie Chuan felt as if he had seen a ghost. Suddenly, the blood on his face completely faded and turned extremely pale.
He never thought that Chen Shaojun could actually fight against him, and he could do it in an instant.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! The teacher said that it is impossible for anyone to figure it out."
Xie Chuan staggered, his eyes turned pale, as if he had lost his soul.
At this moment, all his confidence suddenly collapsed.
Although Chen Shaojun only uttered five words, all his pride and dignity were defeated.
"Xie Chuan, you plagiarized my stuff. I didn't want to expose you, but unfortunately you don't know how to advance or retreat and are so messy. Now that things have happened, what else do you have to say?"
Chen Shaojun put down the scripture, his eyes were extremely sharp.
"You can live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own." Xie Chuan knew all of Xie Chuan's small actions in private, one by one.
If you didn't care about it before, it was because he had a big mind and a big plan. If you still mess around in front of him now, it means he is seeking his own death.
"Impossible, impossible, no one will believe you..."
Xie Chuan was sweating on his forehead and his lips were trembling.
"Really? Then look around and see that other people think the same way."
Chen Shaojun said calmly.
Xie Chuan raised his head and found that everyone in the Lu Park was looking at him with contempt in their eyes.
"Xie Chuan, I didn't expect you to actually steal other people's pairs!"
"It's so despicable. It's a waste that we believed in you so much before!"
"It's unbelievable. I will definitely tell Grandmaster Wu Ruhai about this matter!"
"What a disgrace to the literary world!"
…
Everyone said something to me, and every word pierced Xie Chuan's heart like a sharp arrow.
"No, that's not the case..."
Xie Chuan's face was pale, he was sweating coldly, and he was still trying to explain something.
However, facts speak louder than words. Even the scholars who had the best friendship with Xie Chuan could not help but look away at this time:
"Xie Chuan, stop talking."
The facts are all there, now Xie Chuan has long been ruined.
I'm afraid there is no place for him in the literary world.