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Chapter 8 Fifteen Breaths Form a Poetry

“Li Zi’an, don’t want to be proud. Brother Zhang made a farewell poem for Mr. Zhang, even your teacher Chen Daru praised him, or would you like to comment on the number one scholar? Or if you have the ability to make a farewell poem, So that you and your mentor can make a good story between teachers and students?”

The students of Baiyun College naturally wanted to move back to the game, so they immediately sneered.

If Li Xiao’s literary spirit has not disappeared, they will naturally have a guilty conscience, and now that Li Xiao’s literary spirit has been lost, how can they be able to write poetry and essay?

You can be bullied to death!

Think about why their Baiyun Academy has been overwhelmed by Lushan Academy in recent years? Isn’t it because there was a plum!

Now I have had such a golden opportunity, just to beat the dog and let out all the suffocation that has been accumulated in my heart for many years.

“Zhang Henian, even your brother Zhang Hefeng is my defeated man. Who gave you the courage to provoke me?”

Li Xiao questioned arrogantly, scornful.

Now that he has become a martial artist, then the hypocritical mask of the Confucian scholar is completely torn off.

Daddy is vulgar, daddy is hob meat, what can you do with me?

As for Zhang Henian’s elder brother, Zhang Hefeng, he was the one who went with him in the palace test.

All right.

Poor Zhang Hefeng estimates that he will live in the shadow of Li Xiao for the rest of his life.

Zhang Hefeng: I am the champion of the 50th year of Taiping!

Others: No, you missed it.

Zhang Hefeng: I have seven grades of Confucianism and Taoism at the age of twenty-eight.

Others: No, you missed it.

Zhang Hefeng: I am compiling and composing in the imperial court. I will be in the pavilion and worship the minister in twenty years!

Others: No, you missed it!

Zhang Hefeng: I want to marry Cui Xiang’s daughter…

Others were shocked: Damn it, do you dare to miss it?

Zhang Hefeng, died.

…

“Why, I said the central thing, so I became irritated? So many people here are watching, and there are teachers here, do you dare to do it?”

Zhang Henian kept his mouth strong, while quietly moving back.

Those who wear shoes are afraid of barefoot.

He was so close to the [Eighth Grade Lips, Spears, and Swords], and I was really afraid that Li Xiao would suddenly violently injure someone and hit him by surprise.

He is good gold and beautiful jade, noble and tight, how can he be touched by rubble?

“Do you think daddy dare? Even if you have [lip, spear, tongue, sword], you can’t break daddy’s defense, let alone you haven’t reached that rank.”

With a “hiss”, Li Xiao tore his chest open, revealing his muscles, and grinned, “I tell you clearly that Daddy has abandoned his literary work!”

Takeo was angry, blood splattered a hundred steps!

Just ask if you are afraid!

This remark immediately caused an uproar.

“Rude! You are all literati here. Since you are willing to degenerate into a rude martial artist, don’t hurry up and stay away from us. Don’t spread your rudeness to me!”

The students on the field rushed in their sleeves, glaring and disgusted.

“Zi’an, forget it.”

Chen Daoyan sighed, and inexplicably sadness emerged in his heart.

Confucianism has always been superior.

In their eyes, the Taoist pretends to be noble, the Buddha’s false mercy, the monster cultivator has a strong smell, the tantric tricks, and the demons are uncivilized… Of course, the most despised by their self-esteem is the vulgar martial artist!Therefore, he abandoned the literary and martial arts, unheard of, unseen.

But his disciple has risked the world’s worst, how much courage it takes!

A faint sadness hung between Chen Daoyan’s eyebrows.

Li Xiao patted his chest and grinned heartlessly: “My teacher, I’m fine, I’m fine. I don’t know when my teacher will meet again this time, and my disciple also gave my teacher a goodbye poem. To show your heart.”

Puff!

Ha ha!

What?

All the students on the court laughed.

“Hahaha, I’m so ridiculous. Li Zi’an, you haven’t figured out the situation? How can you still be able to write poetry if you are exhausted and your talents are dry?”

“Oh, I guess Brother Zi’an just came out of the prison, he hasn’t turned his mind yet.”

“Oh oh oh, what do I say everyone is doing? Don’t stop me, brother Zi’an, reciting poems and fuss is not a piece of cake for him? I’ll wait quietly and wait for Brother Zi’an’s masterpiece to come out. That’s it.”

“Yes, yes, yes! Don’t let everyone down, Brother Zi’an. As long as you can reach half of what your New Year brother has done…oh no, no, as long as you can reach a tenth of the height, I will kneel on the spot and read!”

…

“Zi’an, you…”

Chen Daoyan looked at Li Xiao with a complicated expression.

“Don’t worry, teacher, after today, your and my name will be sung in the world, and celebrities will go through the ages…this Xiongtai, borrow your pen and paper.”

Li Xiao gave Chen Daoyan a bright smile, and immediately took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and displayed it on the stone table of Zuifeng Pavilion.

Farewell poems flashed in my mind.

Not only had to respond to the situation, but also had to frighten this group of Confucian scholars who were talented and proud.

Of course, the most important thing is to take care of the teacher’s emotions…

It can be said that Chen Daoyan “in exchange” for Li Xiao’s life with his official career.

Of course Li Xiao didn’t want to watch Chen Daoyan go down…

There is it!

After a little thought, Li Xiao’s eyes lit up.

Brother Gao Shi, borrow your poems to use it, so that this group of guys can open their eyes.

Li Xiao raised his head to look at the many students standing outside the pavilion, and said with a smile: “By the way, I seem to have heard someone say that as long as I can make a great piece, I will kneel and read it in public, right? Is it you Fatty? ”

The fat student who was named shrank his neck with a guilty conscience, but he soon remembered that Li Xiao had destroyed the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism, so what was there to be afraid of?

He took a step forward, with his head held high, Tsundere said, “It’s me! Wang Zishuo, a student from Baiyun College.”

Hey, the fat guy also specifically reported own name.

“Student Wang Zishuo is very courageous, I hope you can continue to maintain such a calm and confident for a while.”

Li Xiao smiled meaningfully.

Dantian immediately became angry, and dipped his ink in a cool and unrestrained manner.

On rice paper.

Birds startled snakes, flowers beards and butterflies. In cursive script with clouds and flowing water, all in one go, in just fifteen breaths, the poem is finished!

Sign off.

Smile lightly.

Li Xiao beckoned to the Fatty students outside the Zuifeng Pavilion: “Fatty Shuo, come here… You should be very honored to be the first to read… Oh, to add, it is to kneel and read this gift to my mentor. You can be regarded as a famous poetry in history.”

“Arrogant!”

“Arrogant!”

“Huh, I don’t know how high the sky is!”

Fifteen breaths into a poem is truly a fantasy, even the great writer Xu Shiyan couldn’t do it three hundred years ago.

Everyone on the court thought that Li Zian was stupid, even suffering from hypothesis.

“Brother Shuo, hurry up, such a good opportunity to slap your face is in your hands, you have to grasp it!”

“Fatty, hurry up, don’t ink!”

The companions hurried.

Fatty strode into the Zuifeng Pavilion, first made a Junior disciple salute to the three Confucian Great Masters, and then picked up the rice paper on the stone table.

When the cursive script of dragon and phoenix dance fell in his eyes, the mocking smile that was half condensed in the corners of his mouth solidified, and it instantly turned into a thick panic.

thump–

Fatty trembled, his knees softened, and he knelt.

“Hey, Fatty, why are you crazy? You really kneel!”

“Dead Fatty, what did you see, please read it!”

When all the students on the court saw this, they were impatient and wanted to rush into the Zuifeng Pavilion to see what happened.

“You are not in the fifth rank [Speaking Discrimination], so the force you have blown must be completed, otherwise the writing will be dusted, and this life will be over.” Li Xiao patted Fatty’s shoulder, and said earnestly, “Hurry up. Read it, everyone and my teacher are still waiting…”

Fatty looked dull, trembling all over, swallowed his saliva, and tremblingly said: “Thousands, thousands of miles… Huang Yun… Bai Rixun.”

In just a few words, the bleak scene of the sky is portrayed. Everyone couldn’t help but raise their heads to look at the vast sky that was in harmony with the lake.

“The north wind blows the geese…the snow is plentiful.”

Fatty held back his tremor and continued to meditate.

At the transition of autumn and winter, the cold wind is icy, and the geese flies south. Although it has not fallen snow, the poems are about artistic conception.

This sentence is a dynamic scene, and the last sentence is silent and moving, which together portrays the meaning of winter.

Yellow clouds, north wind, wild geese, falling snow… it is eye-catching.

However, the desolation and loneliness during this period is so strong that people can’t help but sigh.

Everyone shook their heads or sighed, and their moods became dull.

Especially Chen Daoyan can feel this situation best.

A dignified fourth-rank Confucianist, but he wants to guard Yumen Pass in the west… And this time, I don’t know when and how long will he be able to return to Chang’an.

Now that we are farewell, relatives and friends will no longer see each other. This kind of parting and sorrow is really too sad.

Of course, if this is the case, it is just not the same as what Zhang Henian did, and Fatty has no need to kneel.

So everyone is faintly looking forward to the next two sentences.

Then, the front of the pen suddenly turned.

An air of lofty ambition bursts like a bright day, instantly dispelling the desolation of autumn and winter!

“Mo Chou has no confidant on the road ahead,”

“No one in the world knows you!”

asphyxia.

There seemed to be a winter thunder explosion in his head, everyone was shocked and their scalp numb.

The audience was silent, as if seeing some terrifying scene, three thousand hairs burst into flames!

What’s more, they clenched fists with both hands, flushed and excited.

This is directly shocked to the depths of the soul!

They finally knew why Fatty would kneel.

At this moment, they also felt that their legs were weak.

This is no longer a masterpiece, this is a masterpiece!

“Hahahaha, wonderful! Great!”

Thousands of miles of Huangyun Bairixun,

The north wind blew wild geese and snow.

Don’t worry about the road ahead and no confidant,

No one in the world knows you!

Chen Daoyan grabbed the poem paper and chanted repeatedly, laughing wildly with joy.

Yes!

I, Chen Daoyan, pretends to be more than just a small Chang’an city, I pretend to be the whole world of Li people!

Now that Tantric Buddhism is at work, then I, Chen Daoyan, will go to suppress it without hesitation!

No matter where I go, Chen Daoyan will shine.

Although the world is big.

But no matter where, I should leave my name as Chen Daoyan!

Chen Daoyan had an epiphany, pointed his finger up, and laughed heartily: “Hahaha, I am the same as Chen Daoyan of Lushan College!”

Rumbling.

suddenly.

A ten-zhang phantom appeared in the sky.

Take a closer look, it turned out to be Chen Daoyan’s appearance.

Such a vision of heaven and earth made everyone on the outskirts commercial roads watch closely.

“Ah, what happened? Why did the portrait appear in the sky?”

“Hey, that imaginary image seems to be a great scholar of Chen Daoyan. I have a nephew who is studying at Lushan College, and I have seen Chen Daru from a distance the year before last.”

“It turns out that he is the great Confucian Chen Daoyan. I heard that it was he who fought against the barbarians ten years ago and drove the messengers from the North barbarians who came to make trouble out of Chang’an City!”

After ten breaths.

The phantom turned into a bit of light and poured down, spilling onto all the people who knew Chen Daoyan beside Baqiao.

“Huh. I suddenly feel energetic.”

“Oh, so did I. I caught the cold last night, and I feel weak today, but I didn’t expect it to be all right suddenly!”

The crowd was whispering and talking.

“This, this, this is… a war poem?!”

“How is this possible? In the past two hundred years, the battle poems have been extinct, how is it possible to play the battle poems again?”

All the students on the field, as well as the three great scholars Zhou Boshi, Zheng Shouyi, and Wang Yang were also shocked!

Li Zian, a vulgar martial artist?

Give me a break!

If this is vulgar, then they are all alive to dogs at an age!

Li Zian, Chen Daoyan…

At this moment, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred spontaneously emerged, and everyone looked at Li Xiao with complicated thoughts.

All right.

This pair of teachers and students is not only a fascination, but will be recorded in the annals of history!

So far, a total of 508 war poems have been recorded in the history of Confucianism.

Li Xiao’s farewell poem has become a battle poem, so any Confucian student who has reached the eighth rank [Lip, Spear, Spear, and Sword] can display it. As for how much power can be exerted, it naturally varies from person to person.

Think about it, there are thousands of Confucian scholars who have traveled all over the world, and they will learn this war poem from now on, so the two names of Li Zi’an and Chen Daoyan will definitely not be able to go around.

No one in the world knows you!

From now on, Chen Daoyan’s name will probably be close to the sub-sage and the sage of Confucianism!

At the moment, Li Xiao had ten thousand grass and mud horses running past.

Looking at the fanatical eyes of these Confucian scholars, it seemed as if they were about to swallow him, too broad and afraid.

In fact, he just wanted to pretend to be a force, but he didn’t expect that the pretense seemed a bit too much…