Legend of Ling Tian

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Ling Tian smiled slightly, ignored him, looked at Qian Shuirou, and said, "In that case, I will make up the poems I wrote with Brother Qian that day," he tapped on the table with his fingers, pondered for a moment, and then wandered. He groaned:

"Drizzle and light mist smile on the building,

The flower is like the spirit Liu Sirou;

Mo Dao is ruthless and unintentional,

The spring breeze conveys the message and the water conveys the sorrow! "

A rare embarrassment appeared in Qian Shuirou's eyes, and she slightly turned her head away. A few cold snorts came out, and the eyes of the eight masters on one side showed fury, and they looked at Ling Tian with expressions that almost wanted to tear him apart. Ling Tian chuckled and didn't care.

"Okay! What a spring breeze conveys meaning and water conveys sorrow!" An old Confucian scholar twirled his gray beard and nodded frequently. Ling Tian's poem is soft and graceful, very different from his style, it is actually a love poem about love at first sight.

The six judges carefully commented on the poems of Ling Tian and Ximen Qing, but everyone frowned. If only in terms of talent and artistic conception, the poems of these two people are indeed roughly in the middle of each other. Both felt it was difficult to choose, and had no choice but to declare a tie between the two.

Ling Tian shook his head and chuckled, and said with a hint of helplessness: "Ling Tian just wrote the poem for Brother Qian and Shangri, this poem can be said to be written for Brother Qian, not only has nothing to do with Young Master Ximen, so Today's poetry meeting is even more irrelevant, how can I participate in the selection, let alone a draw? Haha, if it is a draw with a few random words like this, it would be too much preferential treatment for Ling Tian, ​​haha..."

As soon as this remark came out, all the judges couldn't help but blushed. No one thought that such a beautiful poem was not Ling Tian's true talent that Ximen Qing had just shown! Then how high is the real talent of this Young Master Ling Tian? Furthermore, this Ling Tian is too crazy, for such a good sentence to claim to be nonsense, there is self-effacing, it is simply arrogance! It's so defiant!

In the eyes of everyone present, the quatrains written by Ling Tian can be regarded as top-notch works, almost overwhelming the audience. Although the talent of Ximen Qingzhi's poems is far superior to ordinary people, it is still slightly inferior to Ling Tian! Reluctantly judging a draw just now is already giving the Ximen family a great deal of face! You must know that although Ximenqing's work is also of the top grade, it is limited after all, without the demeanor of a true master, and will be buried in the wind and dust in a short time. But the poem written by Ling Tian, ​​especially the last two lines "Mo Dao is ruthless and unintentional, the spring breeze conveys the meaning and the water conveys sorrow", expresses the vague affection and melancholy of the young men and women who are full of affection, but cannot be expressed due to etiquette. And feel ashamed and happy silently. The artistic conception of these two sentences, which are ashamed to speak, is enough to be passed down to future generations and become a famous sentence through the ages!

Moreover, Ling Tian deliberately emphasized the word "draw" in his words, which made the judges blush even more. In particular, three of them came here at the invitation of Ximen Qing, so they naturally wanted to help Ximen Qing and insisted on a draw. Mr. Qin Da and Meng Lige are obviously Ling Tian's people, and they have always been upright. If they compete with each other under such circumstances, it will look unattractive! Besides, Ling Tian had already won a big game, so it was all right to call a draw. Besides, Ximen Qing's farewell was quite unique, so the two of them didn't say anything. The default is the theory of a draw.

Besides, the two brothers and sisters also have the idea of ​​seeing all of Ling Tian's other abilities; if Ling Tian wins Ximen Qing by an overwhelming advantage now, the two are worried that Ling Tian will die after that, no matter what. Revealed again. Based on Mr. Qin Da's understanding of Ling Tian, ​​he knows that this kid has always kept a low profile and loves pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. If he stops here, it is entirely possible!

But Ximen Qing didn't take it seriously in his heart, he was really eager to save face, in order to revive his reputation, he thought to himself that this kid abandoned this masterpiece, isn't he just asking for trouble?

In fact, with his talent, he might not have noticed that Ling Tian's poem was a bit higher than his own. Right now, Ximen Qingxin felt anxious, fearing that he would be sentenced to lose again, and his reputation would be ruined! Once I heard the draw, my heart was also greatly relieved.

Hearing that Ling Tian was going to abandon this poem at this moment, he couldn't help but let go of his heart. Xindao: There are one or two quatrains handed down from generation to generation in a poem, which are often the works of a generation of great scholars with a flash of inspiration and painstaking efforts. , but there is no good sentence handed down from generation to generation! Could it be that Ling Tian thought that such good sentences handed down from generation to generation were random stones and clods? His own "Farewell" was also a flash of inspiration some time ago, and he felt that it was already the pinnacle of his own talent, but he didn't believe that Ling Tian could beat himself time and time again with his performance on the spot.

Thinking of this, Ximen Qing couldn't help snorting coldly: "Young Master Ling is indeed a great talent, Ximen Qing admires it! If Young Master Ling can write another poem handed down from generation to generation, then I, Ximen Qing, will swear on this very day that I will never talk about poetry in this life. !"

Ling Tian laughed, pouring himself a full glass of wine in his spare time, his eyes fixed on the clear wine, he seemed to be full of affection, and said leisurely: "Whoever abandons me, don't let the day of yesterday stay; whoever messes with my heart , what a worrying day today!"

As soon as these first two sentences came out, nearly a thousand people in the hall fell silent! Ximen Qing's face was ashen. The first two sentences alone are enough to be passed down through the ages!

Mr. Qin Da and Meng Lige's eyes were full of strange lights, and they looked at Ling Tian in the field fixedly, as if they had found a treasure. After repeating these two sentences in a low voice, I couldn't help but feel like drinking a hundred-year-old wine, with endless aftertaste and lingering fragrance in my mouth!

Qian Shuirou, Xiao Yanxue and other women were terrified. They are all experts in this way, and they are also people who know the goods. They heard Ling Tian speak before, and they thought Ling Tian was arrogant. Now that they heard this wonderful sentence, they looked forward to Yu Lingtian revealed an expression of disbelief! Ling Tian just said it casually, and it is already such a beautiful line as "Chunfeng Chuanyishui Chuanchou". None of the girls thought that within this short period of time, there would be another masterpiece handed down from generation to generation! Looking around the past and present, how many people can do this step? ! If this is the case, even if this person's literary talent is not unprecedented, even if it surpasses the past, it is definitely enough to look down on the contemporary world, and it is truly the best in the world!

Ling Tian frowned slightly, picked up his wine glass and walked slowly a few steps at the entrance of Tianyue Pavilion, as if he was thinking hard. Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, lest they would disturb Ling Tian's thoughts if they took a breath, and cause a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation to die, and then they would truly become eternal sinners in the literary world!

Ling Tian took another two steps, and suddenly raised his head, with a free and easy expression on his face, like a hermit wandering among forests and springs. At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Ling Tian was no longer the so-called "Chengtian No. "The prodigal son" is no longer the son of a wealthy family, but a wise man with the world in mind! An expert with insight into the world!

At this moment, Ling Tian Qingyue's voice sounded, and he finished the whole poem in one go!

"The long wind sends the autumn geese for thousands of miles, and you can enjoy the tall buildings;

All Huai Yi is thriving and thinking of flying, wanting to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon;

Draw a knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more, raise a glass to relieve the sorrow and sorrow;

Life is unsatisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads out boats! "

The verse has been read out, and after a long time, the hall with nearly a thousand people is still silent! Finally, someone raised their palms lightly, and everyone couldn't help but wake up from a dream, and the applause was like thunder in an instant, and the sound shook the ground!

What a beautiful line this is! What a wise verse! What a free and easy mind! What insightful wisdom is this!

What a talent! Even if it is described as stunning and gorgeous, everyone still feels that it is impossible to describe Ling Tian in case!

Such a good sentence will surely be sung through the ages! And Ling Tian's name can be passed down from generation to generation just by relying on this poem! It is called immortal!

As soon as the applause stopped, a white-haired old Confucian scholar came forward tremblingly. Everyone recognized him at a glance. This person is the Taishan Beidou recognized in the current literary world, and the Western Han Rong is born in! Ximenqing is his most proud closed disciple, unexpectedly he also came. This person has an upright temper, has learned a lot, and is admired by all literati in the world! Seeing the teacher coming forward, Ximenqing hurried forward to support him.

Rong Zhiyu let out a long sigh, shook off Ximen Qing's hands that were supporting him, and faced the crowd: "This is the world of Chengtian, so I can't allow the old man to talk too much! But I really can't help but say a few words. How dare I ask Chengtian?" In a word, the erudite Confucians, the literati and refined scholars.”

Rong Zhiyu's white hair stretched out a skinny arm, and pointed firmly at Ling Tian, ​​his fingertips couldn't help trembling, his voice became hoarse due to excitement, and he almost shouted out at the top of his lungs: "What are you waiting for?" A peerless talent, even though he is brilliant, it is difficult to describe it in any event. He is really a rare work that has been rarely seen in the literary world for thousands of years; how could he be trampled into the number one dude in your mouth?! Could it be that the talent who inherits the world is actually Is it that tall?"

"Looking like you, you are worthy of being called a literati!" Rong Zhiyu hissed, "Before this old man mentioned the word Ling Tian, ​​no one would despise or underestimate the word Ling Tian; even some young parents To educate your children, you would rather be ignorant than virtue, and don’t become a character like the eldest son of Chengtian Ling’s family.” Rong Zhiyu laughed sadly, with tears in his old eyes: “I still think that this young master Ling Tian is What an unbearable character! It is extremely ridiculous to learn the truth today! It is extremely sad! It is extremely angry! Burning the piano and boiling the crane! , who can compare to Ling Tian', the ignorance of the world is evident!"

"Mr. Ling, I would like to apologize to Mr. Ling for my prejudice against you before today!" Rong Zhiyu gave Ling Tian a deep bow. Before Ling Tian could reply, Rong Zhiyu had already straightened his body, and suddenly shouted with anger: "Today, this old man has a thick face, representing the world's literati, and publicly rectified Mr. Ling Tian's name! With Mr. Ling Tian's age and talent, he is in In my opinion, even if it is not unprecedented, it must be unprecedented! It is enough to be called the number one person in today's poetry world! Does anyone have any opinions?!" (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in. More chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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