Chapter 1095
"Flying bright mirrors all over the eyes, returning to the heart and folding big swords, turning the canopy and traveling far, climbing the scent and the sky."
"The frost and snow on the waterway, Lin Qi sees feathers, Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the autumn leaves!"
"Cháng'ān under the shoot, still titled the White Emperor City. The air sinks in the dark, and the half-floor is bright."
"Diao Dou urges the dawn, Toad and self-leaning. Zhang Gong leans against the broken soul, not only the Han family."
"A Mid-Autumn song of the Five-character Rule, I offer it, Mr. Yushan, how about it?" Zhang Feng once again shouted.
This time, Mr. Yushan was completely confused.
How?
The first poem has already shocked him.
Seven-character rule, that is the seven-character rule!
I don’t know how much more powerful it is than the five-character rule. The difficulty of the poetry at this time is not because the short and long sentences of the poetry are the judging criteria, but because of the charm of the poem.
That is poetic.
At this time, the poems produced by Zhang Feng have long been beyond the scope of Mr. Yushan, and even at this time Mr. Yushan has a sense of suffocation like being pressed by the mountains.
This is from the dissatisfaction in Zhang Feng's poems and the artistic conception in the poems.
Don't talk about the second song.
Even his work on Peak in the Five-character Rule cannot be compared with Zhang Feng!
This...
It's simply...
Moreover, in the second five-character rule, the Chang'an City at this time has been compared with the legend. The Daoist Immortal in this sentence, just this sentence, is like drawing a salary from the bottom of the pot, how can he judge it?
Don't you say Chang'an City?
Then what is this?
You must know that today’s poem meeting, but the entire Great Tang literati ink guest are there, and even the His Imperial Majesty heard that he is also together with the Retired Emperor, and he should be hiding there and watching it at this time. . ,
If he said something wrong in case of, then it can’t be said that today is when Yushan was ruined!
And now.
Yu Shinan and the others looked at each other.
"Oh! Young man, I am still a bit more angry!"
"After all, Mr. Yushan is also a senior......"
Old Scholar is at this time In a great mood, seeing a few people say this, I couldn't help but feel a little unwilling.
"So? This old Yushan has to come up with an expert posture, can't he let Feng'zi fight back? Who said that this poetry, literary and ink, must be ranked by seniority ? Isn’t this all based on real learning?"
"whoever attains shall be first! This is the way that Wenmo Yi Daoist Priest can prosper for a long time."
Yu Shinan and the others smack your lips, it's hard to say anything.
If it wasn't for them to pull fast, it may not be the matter of Mr. Yushan and Zhang Feng, but the two Old Guys are at war.
At this time, under the ship, on the ship, there were already bursts of boiling roars.
In this poem, although the boss on the ship didn't say anything, the voice under the ship had already announced the result.
"How about Mr. Yushan, can you still get the eyes of Dharma in these two works of youngster?"
"..."
Mr. Yushan's face Yibai, his body trembling slightly in the breeze.
"These two poems...very good, very good, but..."
"Noble Son Zhang, if one can let people off, then spare them, let’s talk about Mr. Yushan The Great Confucian, who is also well-known, is not insulting gentleman if you do this?"
At this time, a thin middle age person beside Mr. Yushan spoke for Mr. Yushan.
Zhang Feng hearing this, his expression was cold.
"Are you teaching me to do things?"
That person didn't expect Zhang Feng to say that. He was stunned for a moment by what Zhang Feng said. After a while, this The talented face flushed and said: "Youngster doesn't care about virtue. Mr. Yushan can be regarded as a literary world. Even if he is not as good as you in poetry, but in other aspects? Have you surpassed Mr. Yushan?"
Zhang Feng haha smiled.
"Virtue?"
"It is true that I am not as good as Mr. Yushan in the interpretation of the scriptures, but you can't do it with the poems. You must know that the texts and inks have never been A person’s age is used to measure his achievements, but by writing. In the military and military, the ranking of seniority depends on the fist and the number of victories."
"pu — —!"
Mr. Yushan, who was already pale, was even fainted by the vomiting of blood that Zhang Feng said.
Everyone was in an uproar.
Li Xiaogong, who was watching the show, was also numb when he saw it.
I don’t know what to do, so I drank in a hurry: "Hurry up, come here, pass the imperial physician!"
"imperial physician!"
"What do you want Imperial doctor? Isn’t Noble Son Zhang rumored to be able to regenerate from a broken bone on Mt. Kui? This little faint, shouldn’t be troublesome to Noble Son Zhang, right?"
At this moment, sit there. The middle age person on Mr. Yushan's side sneered again and looked at Zhang Feng.
People from the five surnames and seven tribes, as well as the people from the Aristocratic Families of Shandong, also started to booze at this time.
"Yes, isn't Noble Son Zhang known as White Deer Academy of Classical Learning as a medical subject? He shouldn't be bothered by this small illness, right?"
"If he can't cure this minor illness, then White Deer Academy of Classical Learning......"
"This......"
Li Xiaogong is also a little embarrassed.
If there is no objection from who, he would be able to suppress it, but now that the people on the Aristocratic Families of Shandong are talking, he is not good at talking.
Ask: "Then Noble Son Zhang, this you..."
Zhang Feng faintly smiled and said: "Mr. Yushan is here because of the depression of his heart, this little problem, It’s really hard for me. Give me a basin of ice water!"
"..."