Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

The more people looked at it, the more amazed they were. They thought that Jing Zhou's good handwriting was already rare, but they never thought that he could write such a poem about Lin Jiangxian.

Although the poem that Lu Hang bought before was not bad, but compared with Jingzhou's Linjiang Xian, it is obviously not as good.

Although they are all written without thinking, Jing Zhou's poem Linjiangxian is even more sad and sad.

It just so happens that women like to watch this kind of sad stuff, the more sad they are, the more lost they get, the more they have a sense of substitution.

In which column does the sister not have a scholar in her heart?Moths rushing to the flame, knowing that there is no result, but there are quite a few sisters jumping on it one after another.

Women like Du Shiniang are not in the minority!

It's not surprising that Jing Zhou shocked these people when he saw this poem. After all, Nalan Rongruo is No. 1 after the Northern Song Dynasty, and his poems are most suitable for these ladies to read.

A man's body, a daughter's heart, I don't know how many girls cried after reading Nalan Rongruo's words.

"Young master, I'm afraid it will make many daughters cry when this song Lin Jiangxian comes out." Mrs. Gouyu's eyes were slightly red, and she sighed softly. Jing Zhou's poem brought back many memories in her, as if for What she wrote was average.

If it weren't for Ling Yu being the main character today, she would have wanted to ask for this queer word.

This que really expresses the girl's thoughts.

Compared with men, women are more thoughtful and emotional. Maybe they are not interested in words and phrases related to family and country affairs, but there is no one who doesn't like the spring flowers and autumn moon, Miss Scholar, and Boudoir Miss Love.

If it was written about the scholar who was thinking about his sister, they would hold it like a treasure.

Mrs. Gouyu didn't expect that Mr. Ruyu in front of her could really compose a song, and he was still so extraordinary. She couldn't help sighing secretly: "In this world, there really is such a romantic person! It's just that my appearance has faded. , if... hey..."

"What Madam said is very true. This brother's song "Linjiang Immortal" really made me feel ashamed. So, I really don't have the cheek to write. Today's leader, I am afraid it must be this brother!"

"Brother Yang said it is extremely, whether it is this thin gold body or this Linjiang fairy, it is a masterpiece. What is rare is that the word and the word match perfectly. It is a song of endless melancholy of Linjiang fairy, and a thin The inexhaustible romance in the gold body..."

"Tonight, I'll wait until I see this two unique words, so I won't be in vain to come here."

Seeing this handwriting, a group of scholars sincerely admired it. Although they couldn't write it, they could tell whether a poem was good or bad.

Even the few people who shook their heads before had the look of sharing honor and disgrace at this time, wishing they could kowtow to the young man in front of them so that they could make friends.

The words are good, and the characters are good, and everyone who reads it can't find any flaws.

Jing Zhou didn't care about other people's comments, since Nalan Rongruo didn't know anyway, he just asked with a smile, "Ma'am, how do I get to Luhua Pavilion?"

This is the business of coming here, he wants to see how this girl who is sought after by others is different.

Hearing that Jing Zhou wanted to go upstairs, someone couldn't help but said: "If you don't want to write another song, let me wait for you to pay my respects. Such words, I really feel itchy. If I can see another masterpiece , is more refreshing than drinking a thousand catties of fine wine."

"Scholar, please write again. This old man has lived half his life, and there is not much time left. I don't know if we will see this graceful thin gold body again after today."

The gray-haired Master Li also said out loud that he really liked Jing Zhou's thin golden body.

This thin golden body is rare now.

"Yes, brother, you are a great talent, write another song for me to look up to."

These words were indeed said by Lu Hang. Although he was a bit dishonest and spent money on poetry, he was extremely upright and admired those talented people in his heart.

In his eyes at this time, Jing Zhou was Cao Zijian of the Three Kingdoms and Xie Lingyun of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, both of whom were outstanding literary talents.

Seeing how enthusiastic the crowd was, Jing Zhou couldn't resist, so he said, "So, I'll make another song for you guys."

After Jing Zhou finished speaking, he took the pen from the maid, paused for a while, and then wrote: "Who thinks that the west wind is cool alone, the rustling yellow leaves are closed and the windows are closed, and the setting sun is meditating on the past. Don't be surprised by the wine, spring sleeps heavily, gambling books disappear It's common to have to splash the fragrance of tea at that time."

This Huanxi Sha is quite in line with the tastes of everyone present. If the previous poem "Lin Jiangxian" was written for the lady, then this "Huanxi Sha" was written for the scholars present.

"Being drunk, Mo Jingchun fell asleep, and the book gambling disappeared with the fragrance of tea. Okay, okay, I have written all the generosity and elegance of my generation."

"At this time, there should be good wine, and drinking with this poem should be a big white!" Master Li stroked his long beard with a smile on his face, extremely satisfied with this poem.

At this time, other people were also commenting constantly, and their words were full of beautiful words. They seemed to be able to see that this word would be recorded in the long river of history. As witnesses of this word, could they not be excited?

"Gambling with books and splashing the fragrance of tea" is what many scholars pursue, and they even think that this poem can be passed down through the ages.

At this moment, Lu Hang exited and asked, "Brother is a great talent, but we don't know your last name, so I hope to let you know."

"I'm in Xiajingzhou, I've seen you all."

"It turned out to be Mr. Jing."

"I'm not as good as Mr. Jing."

"Mr. Jing is really a master of poetry and calligraphy!"

Which scholar is not arrogant?It is very difficult to get them to praise others from the heart, no less than Zhongju.

But as soon as Jing Zhou's two poems came out, everyone present really admired them.Although they can't write such sentences, they still have vision.

They are incomparable to Jing Zhou's talent!

Everyone's excitement and praise happened to be heard by Linghu Chong who was drinking alone in the corner.

"Jing Zhou, this Mr. Jing is so amazing that he has been praised by so many people." It is not the first time Linghu Chong has come to Hualou to drink, but it is the first time he has seen a group of scholars praise a person so much, so he put Jing Zhou These two words are silently memorized.

Before, his master said that there was going to be a disturbance in the Jianghu. During the period after he left the mountain, he didn't feel the tension in the Jianghu at all.

He didn't understand poetry, but this wine really tasted endless in seconds. He took another sip and savored it carefully in his mouth. Linghu Chong didn't care about these trivial matters.

After a while, Bi'er came down from the second floor again, came to Jing Zhou, and said with a smile: "You must have written Linjiang Fairy."

Although she asked, her tone was very certain.The maid who went up to deliver the speech before said that this Linjiang Fairy was made by a handsome young man in white clothes, and downstairs, there are many young men in white clothes, and there are also handsome people, but the handsome one in white clothes is the most eye-catching, isn't it Jing Zhou? .

"Bi'er mustn't be rude, I haven't met Mr. Jing yet."

"So your name is Jing Zhou."

The little girl stuck out her tongue, and silently recited the two words in her heart.

She was not afraid of Mrs. Gouyu's gentleness, but this action made everyone like it even more.

Yanbo Tower is not like other places of love and moon, the old bustard beats or scolds the people inside, but Mrs. Gouyu is very good to the people inside, no matter how big or small.

Even a little maid like her didn't experience much grievance in it.

"Jingzhou, hehe, your name is no different~"

"You girl, remember, young master Jingzhou, the scenery is the scenery, the boat is the boat."