Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Anyone who knows Feng Jueyu in Tiannan City knows that this fellow is fundamentally illiterate, not to mention reciting poems correctly, he can't even memorize the three-character scriptures, and suddenly such a powerful sentence popped out from the corner of his mouth, Immediately knocked out a group of people.

Even Shangguan Ruomeng and Xing'er were not surprised, they immediately looked at him and almost rolled their eyes angrily.

Although swimming in the lake is for fun, it’s not a joke and you can brag about it casually. If you are really on the side of a boat and you can’t write a poem, it would be even more embarrassing.Why don't you find a chance to leave now, so you don't have to be laughed at.

Shangguan Ruomeng's voice didn't move, but his small hands subconsciously pinched Feng Jueyu's waist. His cultivation base is not low, and he has reached the real martial arts realm. In terms of true energy cultivation, he is especially superior to Feng Jueyu. She squeezed it Young Master Feng couldn't bear it naturally, and the young master who was in pain grinned fiercely, this girl's hands are strong enough.

Shangguan Ruomeng smiled, pulled Feng Jueyu aside, and whispered: "Brother Feng, don't talk nonsense."

"What's wrong? You don't believe in jackets?" Feng Jueyu grinned, looking confident.

Xing'er is also very skeptical of Feng Jueyu's words, the person in front of her is a complete bear, asking you to write a poem?The sun can rise from the west.He said: "My aunt, the lady is doing it for your own good. If they use this to humiliate my aunt, it will be troublesome."

Feng Jueyu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I have a baby."

"Baby?" Now the two girls were stunned, but then Feng Jueyu reached into his bosom and took out something for the two girls to read. The two girls suddenly had the urge to execute Young Master Feng on the spot. Shameless.

What Feng Jueyu took out was nothing else but the third edition of "A Thousand Poems", which was obtained from Zhao Bing's dream. A day and a night is probably fine.

In other words, reciting poems and composing right is really not Feng Jueyu's strong point, but this girl knows what recycling of waste is.

The two women were dizzy for a while, thinking that this guy had recently opened up and his literary literacy had been greatly improved, but when they saw that it was a pirated poetry collection sold by a hawker along the lake, they were speechless.

Xu Zixiong stretched his neck to look at the three of them, and also found the three editions of the poetry collection that Feng Jueyu had produced. He thought Feng Jueyu had something to hold on to, but it turned out to be this, so he immediately covered his mouth and smiled.

Everyone was puzzled and gathered together. When Xu Zixiong finished speaking, the disdain on his face became even stronger.

"Haha, Brother Feng, you really are a wonderful person."

Before Feng Jueyu could turn around, Xu Zixiong laughed and said, "If you have a baby, Xu doesn't have to worry about Brother Feng anymore. Haha."

Although he didn't say it out, to save face for Shangguan Ruomeng, but because of this laughter, it attracted the attention of many people, and this time, Young Master Feng's "baby" was completely exposed.

Ma Yuanru snorted coldly with disdain: "The people who come here to visit the lake are all talented Jie Yuan from Tiannan Kingdom. How could anyone use that kind of thing? I just don't know what it means."

Feng Jueyu didn't feel ashamed at all, and while turning around, he slowly put the third edition of the poetry collection into his arms, and said with a smile: "Hehe, of course Mr. Ma doesn't need it, I've heard about Mr. Ma's Wencai He is outstanding, surpassing thousands of talents, and he is the best among them, no one can match, how can Feng Mou compare with Mr. Ma."

Everyone nodded for a while, but few of them could hear that Feng Jueyu's tone was secretly provocative, but after saying this, Shangguan Ruomeng was slightly taken aback, and pursed his lips.

As expected, Ma Yuanru thought that Feng Jueyu was flattering him, so he puffed up his chest immediately, as if he felt the best of me.

Xu Zixiong, Chen Hongjie, and Shang Gongjin frowned at the same time and looked at him.

Anyone who can go to Xilin to swim the lake is not free. Taixuan Continent is both civil and military.

However, Xu Zixiong reacted quickly. He sensed Feng Jueyu's meaning, smiled coldly, and said: "This statement is true. Mr. Ma has a superb skill, not to mention the cultivation of poetry, but in the art of painting, few people can match it. It is known as a magical brush, and it is crowned with Jinling..."

"Magic pen? Ya or Ma Liang?" Feng Jueyu sniffled.

Chen Hongjie understood, and refused to be instructed: "Indeed, how about it, Mr. Ma got an inspiration by accident when he was along the lake, and wrote a painting. Mr. Ma might as well take this opportunity to show it for everyone to appreciate."

Ma Yuanru nodded, and immediately his eyes lit up, he took out a pair of paintings, and said to Shangguan Ruomeng: "Ma XX first met Miss Shangguan, and he didn't prepare a gift, so he gave this painting to Miss Shangguan, please Laughing."

Xu Zixiong remained silent, obviously a little unhappy. This Ma Yuanru was obviously pursuing Shangguan Ruomeng, but it was nothing to him who couldn't even get through the threshold. The key was that he could use Ma Yuanru to humiliate Feng Jue well. Yu, it's best to let him retreat in the face of difficulties.

Chen Hongjie had a lot of ideas, looked at the eyes of several people, and suddenly said: "Miss Shangguan is so lucky, Chen has seen this painting just now, and it is quite like everyone, even in Tiannan, there are only a few people who can match it." If you don’t change a thousand pieces of gold, if Mr. Ma is the champion of high school in the future, the value of this painting will not be the same.”

"Oh?" Shangguan Ruomeng knew a little about Ma Yuanru's details, and Shangguan Ruomeng, who was interested in poetry and painting, took it gently without resisting the temptation.

When you open it, you can see mountains, rivers, streams of people, pavilions, champagne pavilions, and docks everywhere. It is the pavilion in the center of the lake that depicts the lively scenes of Lianlang and Wupan two mountain dramas, and the spring talent meeting along the lake. And the beautiful view of Xilin.

This painting is so lifelike that it makes people feel like they are there at first glance. As Chen Hongjie said, it is quite offensive to everyone.

And the brushwork is delicate, vivid and touching, and even the every move of hundreds of tourists is portrayed perfectly and differently, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is top-notch.

After reading this painting, Shangguan Ruomeng nodded repeatedly.

Ma Yuanru and the others looked at each other and smiled, then gave Feng Jueyu a provocative look.

Feng Jueyu leaned lazily on the pavilion pillar and sneered endlessly. These bastards are pursuing my daughter-in-law in front of me, and they don't pay attention to me. Damn, don't say that this daughter-in-law has already made up her mind. I don't want it, and I can't talk about you.

"Let me take a look." Feng Jueyu snatched the painting from Shangguan Ruomeng's hand, and his movements were so fast.

Ma Yuanru was startled, and said anxiously: "What are you doing? If you break it, can you afford it?"

Feng Jueyu glanced at the painting, threw it back with a swipe, and said, "Can't you afford it? Mr. Ma, you think too highly of yourself. Just this painting, is it still a high-quality product? Return everyone's demeanor? Return a thousand dollars? It's ridiculous. , It’s ridiculous, in my opinion, this painting of yours is only worth a copper plate, oh no, it’s not even worth a single coin, and no one wants to throw it out.”

"What did you say?"

As soon as Feng Jueyu said this, he offended everyone. After all, when Ma Yuanru finished painting this painting, Xu Zixiong and the others were full of praise, and even a few old sour scholars were very impressed. approval.

However, such a painting is worthless in Feng Jueyu's eyes.And what he said was so embarrassing, no one would want to throw it out?That is the treasure of Jinling magic brush.

Ma Yuanru and the others were excited, and they looked at Feng Jueyu again with vicious and resentful eyes.

To publicly humiliate a senior high school student, Xie Yuan, who is also a genius in both poetry and painting, is nothing short of remarkable.

The people watching the scenery around saw the dispute here, and they gathered around if there was excitement to watch.

Ma Yuanru picked up the painting and opened it. When everyone looked at it, they raised their thumbs one by one, and then became angry at Feng Jueyu's criticism.

Are such paintings worthless?What painting is worth more?

Shangguanruo dreamed that Feng Jueyu provoked public anger, he couldn't help frowning, and whispered: "You, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, is it fun to make public anger?"

Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm talking nonsense? I'm not talking nonsense. This painting is worth money. Anyway, if you give it to me, I'll make money for it."

"Nonsense." Ma Yuanru blushed angrily and was about to start scolding, but Xu Zixiong stopped him and said with a sneer, "Brother Feng, since you said that this painting is unsatisfactory, why don't you point it out in public Otherwise, I will apologize to Brother Ma."

"Yes, yes, point it out, or apologize." The people around booed.

Talented people can't bear others to underestimate their literary talents, especially a well-known talented man like Ma Yuanru can't bear it.

Seeing everyone's resentment, Shangguan Ruomeng sighed helplessly, he shouldn't have brought him out, causing trouble everywhere, what should I do?

Feng Jueyu glanced at the people in the pavilion, without fear, smiled slightly, walked over and took the painting over, glanced at it and said, "What if I point out something wrong?"

"Then I will swallow this painting alive." Ma Yuanru said angrily.

"Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on your word." Feng Jueyu snorted, walked to the stone table in the center of the pavilion, and spread out the painting.

Everyone surrounded and stared at Feng Jueyu.

Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "With the brushwork alone, Brother Ma's painting skills have been at least ten years old, so it can be said to be pretty good."

First, after complimenting her, Ma Yuanru raised her eyebrows proudly, but she didn't realize what Feng Jueyu meant.

Shangguan Ruomeng is so clever, he immediately heard something in Feng Jueyu's words, did he really see something wrong?Why can't I see it?

After everyone listened, Feng Jueyu said: "There are a few things wrong with this painting, let me tell you, let's study and study together to see if it is true or not."

"Here." Feng Jueyu pointed to an old man who sold candy in a painting with bamboo baskets hanging around his neck. The old man was looking at the two mountains from a distance as if he was enjoying the beautiful scenery.

As for this character, Xu Zixiong frowned and said, "The brushwork here is delicate, and the wrinkles of the old man are portrayed to perfection, so lifelike, what's wrong with it?"

Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "I didn't talk about the style of writing, I'm talking about the characters, everyone, the Spring Talent Fair is a grand event in the country, but this event is only limited to certain groups of people. Over-relationships? You are all among them, I will try to come here to relax, enjoy the beautiful scenery and express my feelings, with a smile on my face, I ask, why is this old man so interested in watching the scenery, but he has no intention of selling baskets Candy?"

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ps: Chapter 3 to the bird.