Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 948 Can You Write Poetry?

"and many more."

Suddenly, Gong Liang spoke.

Hearing this, everyone present could not help but look at him, Zi Chu frowned and said, "My friend, this is a matter between me and him, it's better for you not to interfere."

Gong Liang shook his head and said, "Since I'm walking with him, it's between us and you. You just said that if Yuyong loses, this beautiful and fertile land belongs to you, but what if you lose?"

"Hahaha"

"cluck"

When Zi Chu and others heard his words, they couldn't help laughing, as if they heard some big joke.

After a while, Zi Chu held his stomach aching from laughing and said, "How can I lose?" After speaking, he burst out laughing again.

Gong Liang smiled slightly and said, "How can everything be predicted in this world, it's not certain who will have the last laugh."

When Zi Chu and the others heard what he said, the smile disappeared immediately.No one who can enter Qingyang Academy is a fool, so he naturally understands what he means.In such a situation, the person in front of him said such a thing, did he have something to trust?

For a moment, everyone felt heavy in their hearts.

Zi Chu looked at Gongliang, and took out a jade pendant from the storage ring, "This is a psychic jade, which can clear the mind and refresh the mind, and nourish the soul. It should be enough to make him give up this landscape."

Gong Liang and Ji Yuyong looked at each other, saw him nodding, and said, "Okay, that's it."

Zi Chu also put away the jade pendant, and placed it directly on a nearby stone to show justice, "Let's begin!"

Zhu Yang and Ji Yuyong continued to look at the surrounding mountains and rivers, conceiving the picture scroll.

Seeing that the boulder was uneven and not easy to paint on, Gong Liang took out the large and wide dining table used by the people of Longbo from the fruit space and placed it on the boulder.

The people from Uncle Long in the space were about to eat, but found that the dining table was gone, so they were dumbfounded, and finally had to sit on the ground with the rice bucket in their arms to eat.But I couldn't help muttering in my heart: Why does the master always do such nonsensical things?Last time, it seemed that they took away their rice buckets, which made them have to make rice buckets to eat again.

Gong Liang put the long table away, and Ji Yuyong put pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

Zi Chu looked at Ji Yuyong, exchanged glances with Mi Xian and the others, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In his opinion, Ji Yuyong must lose this game.

A painting is not only well-painted, but also embellished with words, preferably poems and prose that can set off the scene in the painting, so that it is pleasing to the eye and makes people feel like they are there.But Ji Yuyong doesn't know these things.Previously, he was blocked from using the works of his predecessors. With Ji Yuyong's talent and learning, it was almost impossible to write a poem or a short article.

After a while, Zhu Yang seemed to have finished his conception, and began to take out a pen, ink and inkstone from the storage bag and put them on the long table, and took out a roll of drawing paper and spread it out on the table.

Ji Yuyong glanced at it, then turned his head and continued to conceive.

Gongliang felt something was wrong, walked over and asked, "Why, can't it?"

Ji Yuyong looked at Zichu and the others, whispered in his ear, "I was in a hurry just now, I might have been fooled."

"How to say?"

"These people are my classmates. They are all proficient in piano, chess, poetry, calligraphy, painting and so on. Two of them are as good as me in calligraphy and painting. But I only know calligraphy and painting, and I don't know anything else. When I finish painting later, I will be regarded as a teacher. The painting I made is on par with mine, but if I add an original poem or a short article, it will definitely be better, how do you think I win?"

"That is to say, now you don't lack anything, what you lack is only a poem or article?"

"Correct."

Hearing this, Gongliang laughed and said, "It's easy to handle, but I can't say anything else. I still have some of this poem."

"You can compose poetry?" Ji Yuyong's fat eyes stared like dead fish, even if he was killed, he would not believe that Gong Liang could compose poetry.

"Cough cough..." Gong Liang felt a little embarrassed, pretended to cough twice and said, "I heard it."

Only then did Ji Yuyong heave a sigh of relief, things turned out as he expected, if Gong Liang, who is a desolate man, could compose poetry, then it would be fine, it would be the end of the world!

"Don't hurt me, he just said that there can't be any previous works."

"Don't worry, I heard this from Dahuang. I guarantee that no one in Dongtu will know."

"That's good."

Gong Liang began to think about poetry, and he definitely couldn’t compose poetry, but he was also someone who had read [-] Tang poems and [-] Song poems. Didn’t someone say, “If you are familiar with [-] Tang poems, you can’t compose poems.” Yin"?Apparently, he was the one who could recite poetry.

It's just that he read those two books when he was in school, and now it's been such a long time, it's really hard to remember them for a while.

Mi Xian and Rui Han had nothing to do and just wandered around.

Suddenly, Rui Han saw a small grass growing beside the rock beside the stream, and said in surprise: "Xian'er, look, there is a blue grass there."

"Where?" Mi Xian walked over.

"There." Rui Han pointed forward.

Mi Xian saw it, and went there with Rui Han.After identifying it, he nodded and said, "It's really bluegrass, or top-grade ink orchid. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a book of 'Tiger Ritual Butterfly'."

Mi Xian turned her head to look, and said with emotion: "This is really a blessed land, it has everything."

Rui Han took a look and found out again, "Xian'er, look at this orchid leaf, which is like emerald jade. If you pick some strange stones for decoration, it will not be difficult to become a top-grade bonsai, and it will definitely sell a lot of spirit stones."

"Um"

The people next to them heard their conversation, the people on Zichu's side were full of smiles, but Ji Yuyong was heartbroken.This is where he discovered it first!Why didn't I find that orchid grass?Otherwise, it would have been picked long ago to exchange for spirit stones, so why would it be left now.

Gong Liang, who had been thinking about poetry, heard the word "lanye", his eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes."

"What's there?" Ji Yuyong asked stupidly.

"There are poems."

"Let's listen to it." Ji Yuyong actually didn't really believe that Gong Liang could come up with any good poems, but it was better than nothing, talking was better than nothing.

"Listen carefully."

Gong Liang cleared his throat and began to sing a poem: "The orchid leaves are luxuriant in spring, and the osmanthus and flowers are bright and clean in autumn. To rejoice in this business is a festival for you. Who knows that those who live in the forest will be happy when they hear the wind. The grass and trees have their own hearts, so why ask for a beautiful woman?" fold!"

When Ji Yuyong heard the poem he recited, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

He never thought that Gongliang could write such a good quality poem.

In fact, Gongliang knows a lot of poems, but it is very difficult to find lines that fit the current situation.Thanks to the reminder from the two girls just now, it reminded him of the first poem at the beginning of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", which is the first poem of Zhang Jiuling's "Gan Yu".

After a long silence, Ji Yuyong said in a low voice, "Good poetry."

After thinking about it, I spread out the drawing paper and started painting.

Gong Liang quickly stopped him, "Wait a minute, let me think about it, maybe there is a better poem."

In his opinion, this poem does not fit the current situation of mountains and rivers.

Ji Yuyong's eyes widened when he heard it, and his eyes almost protruded.He felt that this poem was already a superior work, but he didn't expect Gongliang to say that there was a better one. How could this be possible?Don't blow the day away.In a moment of anger, he simply put down his pen and waited for him to say a better poem.

Gongliang tried hard to think, but found that no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a poem that fit the current scene.

So, I went to the side, closed my eyes, sat in peace, and fell into a state of ecstasy.

In an instant, the hammer on the clock blessed by the gods of the nine heavens and ten earths flew down from above and struck the clock.

"Boom"

A clear voice that seemed to come from ancient times resounded in Gong Liang's mind, and the poems and articles that he had read before but had long since forgotten began to fly out from the depths of his memory. In an instant, countless words fluttered like butterflies, constantly flitting across his mind.

Seeing Baba sitting next to him and closing his eyes, Migu quickly put away the fruit, took out the Optimus Prime and Immortal Banner, and stood by Paba's side to protect him.

The Yazi Beast Soul appeared out of nowhere, looked around at the people by the stream, "roared", like a threat, like a warning, and then lay down next to it, guarding silently.

Kui Long on Gongliang's wrist didn't move at all, but carefully observed everything around him.If something happens to Migu and Yazi Beast Soul, it will be the second line of defense.And the third one is naturally the Yanhuo and Baihao needles on the giant lantern.

Everything that happened by the stream was nothing more than a dispute between children's emotions.

This way of promoting communication and progress has always been tacitly approved by Qingyang Academy.

However, those big figures in Qingyang Academy have no interest in this kind of thing at all, and are too lazy to take a second look.

But Yazi's soft growl completely changed the situation.

Although Yazi is Gongliang's beast soul and will not harm the children of Qingyang Academy, who knows if there will be any accidents, so many people have turned their attention to this place, even Tianshu has paid attention to it.

(End of this chapter)