Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 390: Qingning Cui family, waiting for you

"Accept!"

Suddenly, a blank scroll flew out from Ge Huaiying and Ge Daru's sleeve. The scroll unfolded and covered the city wall. In an instant, all the pictures attracted by the poetic sentiment fell on the blank scroll, and only the text on the scroll was seen. Hua Yangyi, at a glance, seems to be the four-line poem "full of boats, clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy", and it seems to be a picture of a drunken boat, very mysterious.

Everyone's eyes were about to emit green light, staring straight at the picture scroll. This is the intention of poetry and painting. Although it is only a one-time treasure, it is enough for hundreds of Mongolian children to contemplate day and night. There is a high probability that a poetic image will be planted in the soul, and the road to poetry is almost smooth.

The minimum is also a master level.

Become a master as soon as possible, and the chances of becoming a great Confucianist will also be greatly improved!

It can be called the treasure of family fortune!

It's just that the picture scroll didn't care about everyone's eyes at all. Once the scroll was rolled, it was harvested into a bunch, and then flew towards Chen Luo.

There are thousands of beautiful things in the world, but they are not related to you.

…

Shi Lezhi felt his brain hurt a little.

The state of mind that had just calmed down experienced violent ups and downs again.

Three poems in a row, the poems are handed down.

From the poetic feeling, to the pen and ink, and finally the poetic and picturesque feeling...

Such a performance, such a literary talent, such an age!

Could it be that one?

Shi Lezhi's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he took a deep breath.

No no no.

How could it be such a coincidence!

That one is still in Dongcang City!

With that person's status, how could it be possible to travel without any guard of honor.

Impossible impossible!

There are heroes in the grass and grass of the world, maybe Brother Liu is such a great talent in poetry.

It must be so!

At this moment, a demonic aura erupted behind him, briefly attracting everyone's attention.

Shi Lezhi turned his head, and saw his demon servant Qing Muchan staring at him in disbelief.

"Uncle Qing, you..." Shi Lezhi was taken aback. Qingmu Chan was considered to be an older demon servant in his family, and he was also the strongest among the three demon servants who followed him this time. .

If he felt right just now, Qingmu Chan broke through.

Promoted from the fifth-rank breaking spirit realm to the fourth-rank melting spirit realm.

Shi Lezhi was slightly certain, feeling that he had gained a bit more confidence in front of Brother Liu.

So what if your poetic talent is extraordinary, but I am guarded by a fourth-rank monster!

Fourth-rank Fuling Spiritual Realm is only one level away from the Great Sage of the Monster Race. Even if he returns home, he can no longer be treated as a demon servant, but as a family guest.

Shi Lezhi was about to go forward to congratulate, but that Qingmu Chan came over with an excited expression.

Shi Lezhi was stunned for a moment, and immediately noticed that Qingmu Chan's breakthrough had attracted some attention, and instantly understood Qingmu Chan's thoughts.

Uncle Qing wants to save himself some face.

Think about it, if the fourth-rank great monster pays homage to him in full view of everyone, he can more or less let himself share the limelight of Brother Liu.

#刘东虫Three Poems Breaking Qingning, Qingmu Chan Fourth Grade Blessing the Lord#

Shi Lezhi thought of the trending tags in a blink of an eye.

"Uncle Qing still loves me!" Shi Lezhi felt a little moved, so he took a deep breath, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, and waited for Qingmu Chan.

Then, Qingmu Chan walked past Shi Lezhi.

Gone...

In the past...

Pass by.

"Huh?" Shi Lezhi turned his head and was about to call out to Qingmuchan when he saw Qingmuchan respectfully kneeling on one knee in front of the carriage, with an excited expression on his face, and shouted: "Qingmuchan's bloodline Qing Erxi Pass the ancestral veins and noble sons."

The bloodlines of the Yaozu are respected, and the bloodlines that go straight to the rank of the Great Sage without bottlenecks are called ancestral veins, which are the authoritative class in the same clan.

In fact, Qing Erxi's own blood was not pure, and it was an accident to be able to cultivate to the peak of the fifth rank. According to his understanding of himself, there was no hope of breaking through to the fourth rank in this life.

But the elixir that the green frog gave back to Shi Lezhi just now changed everything.

If only relying on the elixir of Jin Gua Gua, of course it would not be able to help Qingmu Chan break through, it would just make his demon power more pure, but Qingmu Chan found that there was a trace of ancestral vein in the elixir.

That is the trace of pure aura that the top ancestral nobleman used himself as a melting pot to refine the elixir. The Cyan Wood Toad's blood was instantly sublimated, which helped him break through to the fourth-rank realm.

How could he not know that he had encountered a great fortune.

"Zi Sunqing Erxi begs to see Grandpa Zumai!" The fourth-rank demon shouted again with an excited tone.

Shi Lezhi stayed where he was.

That cute little frog?

Hehe, it's impossible! Absolutely impossible!

At this time, there was a crisp frog cry in the carriage.

"Quack! (See you!)"

"Quack! (The elixir is your master's reward for explaining the problem to my elder brother, no need to ask Mr. Ben!)"

"Quack! Quack! (Don't bother me to listen to great Confucianism explaining poetry! I'm a cultural frog!)"

Afterwards, there was another low-pitched murmur.

"Quack... (That pill is not sugar-coated, I'm not interested...)"

Shi Lezhi's scalp was numb.

If a demon pet is so generous, then that person's identity is simply Shi Lezhi's seventh uncle, Shi Hammer.

The meaning of the little frog is very clear, the feeling of explaining in front of the city gate is paid off with this elixir.

When Shi Lezhi thought of what he said before, his face instantly burned like fire!

Half man! I'm a little more ingenious!

Shi Lezhi, what did you do just now!

Speaking of benevolence and righteousness to Confucius, is it worthless to drag the Taoist master?

I lost my mind!

Wait, if Brother Liu is really that one, then the woman in the carriage...

As we all know, Zhulin sent a guardian for that one, a woman.

A woman who forced the chess master to tear up the chess scriptures.

Shi Lezhi didn't dare to think about it, how could a thunderbolt hit him in such a beautiful blue sky?

It's March in Yangchun, why do you feel a little cold in your heart?

He looked at the carriage compartment.

I should be under the car, not here.

…

All the students present are qualified for the spring examination, so they naturally have some experience.

As soon as this poem comes out, everyone knows who the person in front of them is after connecting the previous two questions.

For a moment, everyone looked at Chen Luo with piercing eyes.

It can be regarded as seeing a living person.

At this time, Chen Luo didn't seem to see everyone's eyes, he put away the scroll of poetry and painting, and bowed his hands towards the great Confucianist on the city gate.

"Thank you Ge Daru!"

"Xiaosheng Liu Dongchen, please be a great Confucian and appreciate poetry!"

I know you know who I am, but you are all pretending not to know who I am, so I also pretend not to know that you are pretending not to know who I am.

Hearing Chen Luo's thanks, Ge Huaiying's bones softened by half, and he quickly smiled and said: "Wu... I don't need to thank you for my part."

Confucian scholars are tired: what are you pretending for? I can see it all.

It's nothing but that.

However, the hearts of all the students changed.

We know that you are pretending not to know that we pretend not to know who you are, so let's pretend that we really don't know.

Since we don't know who you are, it's okay for everyone to get closer, right?

I'll find a chance to cut off the chicken head and burn the yellow paper to worship, what if it succeeds?

Yeah! nothing wrong.

Thinking through this section, some students immediately said loudly: "Please ask the three great Confucians to comment on this poem by Liu Xuexiong!"

The three words Liu Xuexiong are extremely heavy in the words!

"That's right!" Wenchang Pavilion official said quickly, "Let's get down to business first, and the last poem that breaks the title needs three great Confucian scholars to check it out!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell back on the four lines of poem on the city wall.

At this time, even though the picturesque meaning in the poem has been collected, the poetic rhyme remaining in the poem also stimulates the blossoming of poetic flowers.

"Ahem..." Li Daru couldn't hold back for a long time, and spoke first: "The west wind blows the waves in the old Dongting, and Lord Xiang's hair became white all night. These two sentences can only be said to be wonderful sentences, but talk Not a good word."

If you want to promote, suppress first, it's an old comment.

"But I love the word 'Chui Lao' the most. Ordinary people use words to refine their characters, and most of them are blowing and wrinkling to write poems, but Wu...cough...Liu Xiaoyou's use of blowing old is very impressive. Refreshing."

"The old age is wrinkled, but it adds to the sense that the youth has passed away. Dongting is like a beautiful woman who is late, which makes people sigh."

"You don't need to say much about Mr. Qu. There is a description in Mrs. Qu's Nine Songs. Mrs. Xiang cried for her husband crying blood. She integrated this allusion into the image of Dongting blowing old. A beauty with a white head...how lonely!"

"These last two sentences..." Li Daru paused slightly, intending to whet everyone's appetite, but Lu Daru said directly: "These last two sentences are amazing!"

"When you're drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water. The magic of this sentence lies in the words "the sky is in the water."

"Du Zimei said that 'a boat in spring water is like sitting in the sky', and this sentence 'you don't know the sky is in the water after you are drunk', one is to go to the sky by boat, and the other is to embrace the sky and enter the water. Once Mufangtang is opened, the sky, clouds and shadows linger together, which is also a general scenery."

"When an ordinary person writes here, it should be the peak meaning of the whole poem. I didn't expect Liu Xiaoyou to elevate the poetic flavor again, and wrote the last line'full of clear dreams and star rivers', from the scenery to the dream!"

"Is that light boat pressing down on the galaxy? No, it's a clear dream for the people on board!"

"Yi'an Jushi has a good sentence, "I'm afraid that the boats in Shuangxi can't carry many sorrows." It is the first time to use a boat to carry sorrows. Open-minded and unrestrained."

"With the title of the poem 'I sing and dance, my dancing shadows are chaotic', it is as lonely as it is, but as chic as it is."

"But in my opinion, Qinglianxian has a poem, which fits very well with this poem."

"I'm both happy and prosperous, and I want to go up to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon. I draw a knife to cut off the water, and the water flows more, and I use wine to relieve my sorrows and sorrows. Life is not satisfactory, and the Ming Dynasty spreads out to make boats!"

"If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Xiaoyou wrote the poem, I saw it with my own eyes, and said that the poem written by Li Qinglian was written by Li Qinglian, I would have believed it!"

After saying so much in one breath, Lu Daru let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at Ge Daru: "Brother Ge, what do you think?"

Ge Huaiying looked at Lu Daru with a smile on his face.

I've been told by you again, what should I say?

Okay, you forced me!

Ge Huaiying sighed and said: "Seeing this poem today, I am afraid that I will not be able to discuss other poems with peace of mind in the future."

"There are poems in front of me that I can't read, but the three poems of Qingning are in my heart."

"Old man, from now on, no more poetry reviews!"

The tone was sombre and confused, Ge Huaiying stood on the wall and bowed to Chen Luo, Chen Luo hurriedly returned the salute.

But Ge Huaiying couldn't get up for a long time, and Chen Luo couldn't get up either.

One old and one young, just like this across the city wall, worship each other.

At sunset, the setting sun fell on the two of them, as if it had frozen into a beautiful picture.

This scene was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

Some students lamented: "It's really a great Confucianism to pay homage to Wenhua."

"The great Confucian bows to respect Wenhua, and the young man returns the salute to thank his confidant! This is a good story, a good story through the ages!"

"We actually witnessed a good story happen! It's worth it, even if this trip is worthless."

"Quickly take a picture~IndoMTL.com~One thousand taels of silver, who will sell me a photo charm!"

"I'll pay two thousand taels, hurry up, they'll get up in a while...huh? There seems to be no sign of getting up."

On the city wall, Li Daru and Lu Daru looked at each other and looked at Ge Huaiying who was still bowing down.

Damn it!

Hello!

The scholar of Wenchang Pavilion gave a dry cough, and the sound spread throughout the city.

"Three questions broken!"

"Qingning City, respectfully invite Mr. Liu to enter the city! Mrs. Cui came out of the mansion to welcome..."

At the same time, a loud voice resounded in Qingning City.

"Qingning Cui family, waiting for you!"

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