The Divine Martial Stars

When Li Mu wrote the first sentence, everyone in the hall was laughing at him.

However, when he finished writing, everyone was silent.

Because there is no need to comment at all, everyone can see that the last poem of a beautiful woman, whether it is artistic mood or text, completely crushed the other nine poems, even the madman Song Qingfei and the chief forest of the Cold Mountain Academy. Water is also the chief Liu Muyang of Fengming College. The three poems of these three people are also far away in front of this beautiful poem.

Regardless of the city, consider the country.

It’s an eternal quatrain.

Many people silently touched the poem in their hearts. Every time they read it again, they will have different experiences and feelings, layer upon layer, as if they will never get tired of reading, and will immerse themselves in that mood.

Just when everyone was silent because of shock, a good-looking little maid came down the third floor, ran down, and copied the waitress’s words. Before the ink was dry, it was already He took it, left, and gave Li Mu a curious look.

Everyone knows that everyone may be tempted.

No woman can remain calm in the face of such a poem.

Zheng Cunjian was sitting at the round table. He had touched the poem ten times in his heart. Each time he touched it, the shock in his heart added a little bit. Is this the ability of the youngest literary scholar in the history of the empire? Although he had been looking forward to Li Mu before, at this time, he couldn’t help but admire and feel ashamed.

You know, Zheng Cunjian is called [Hei Xin Xiucai], which shows that he is a talented person in his own right, and Xiucai is also a talented person in Scholar, so of course, he understands the meaning and charm of this beautiful poem.

The first is [Bangshi Ming], and then the second is [Beauty Poem]. No matter who it is, it is enough to be famous in the Western Qin Dynasty, even if Li Mu is not a boy, the Great Grandmaster, he can walk smoothly.

Zheng Cunjian can imagine what kind of waves will be caused once this beautiful poem spreads, and its sensational effect is definitely not inferior to the previous [Bangshiming].

On the third floor, everyone’s judgment has not yet passed down.

However, many of the people in Wen Shengzhai tonight are already aware of it. I’m afraid that this time, everyone really wants to open the window. It won’t be the same as the previous few times.

“Impossible, how could you write such a poem?” The madman Song Qingfei frowned and couldn’t help shouting.

The chief forest limpid autumn water of the Cold Mountain Academy also stared at Li Mu deadly, gnashing teeth: “Who is yours?”

Another Liu Muyang who used to be in the limelight, looked at Li Mu with the same eyes as his enemies, squinted his eyes, and arched his hand: “Have you not yet asked your high name?”

In the hall, many people’s eyes fell on Li Mu’s body, holding their breath, waiting for an answer.

They also want to know who did such a poem.

But Li Mu looked indifferent, with his hands behind his back, and said, “You don’t deserve to know my name.”

This force is very rigid.

But for Liu Muyang, it wasn’t a naked face.

Poetry is better than others, they have already made them feel ashamed and angry, and now they are still so arrogantly humiliated. This is almost like being beaten with their soles against their faces.

“It’s arrogant, it’s crazy.” The dwarf winter melon scholar who had mocked Li Mu’s Cold Mountain Academy before, yelled at the table and yelled, “Even if he had made the [Bangshiming] boy Great Grandmaster Li Mu , Will not so humiliate the chief of our hospital, you are just a little poor, what virtue and ability, how dare you be so arrogant? “

“Yes, character is poetry. How can such a poem be made without such an insane madman, where can it be copied?” Another scholar from Fengming College also stood up and shouted. The technique is not as good as people’s means of pouring dirty water. These Scholars are really the best at them.

Some other scholars also clamored.

They had always been hostile to each other before, but at this time they clashed with their enemies.

The heavenly Sword dojo’s disciples stared at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Zheng Cunjian. The disciple headed and asked stabbingly: “Hey, what’s your companion’s origin?” To be honest, as Martial arts, they actually look down on these so-called scholars, each and everyone claims to be both civil and military, but the so-called martial arts of these scholars, in their eyes, call it dance also near.

Zheng Cunjian ignored him.

A little anger appeared on the Heavenly Sword dojo disciple’s face, and he slammed the long sword around his waist on the table, and said, “Ask me, deaf.”

Zheng Cunjian smiled Yinyin: “Shut up if you don’t want to die.”

“You fucking courting death.” Heavenly Sword dojo’s disciples were all angry.

A bit of cold light flashed in Zheng Cunjian’s eyes, saying, “Even if Zhang Chengfeng is in front of me, he doesn’t dare to speak like this. If you want to die, I can fulfill you at any time.”

When this sentence came out, a few Heavenly Sword dojo’s disciples were a little bit suspicious.

It also happened that at this time, on the third floor, the beautiful girl before that dēng dēng dēng ran down and came straight to Li Mu, saluted, saying: “This gentleman, my young lady, please go up See you, Lou. “Then he turned and said to others:” My young lady, thank you for coming tonight to join us, please come back. “

Suddenly, there was another noisy noise in the field.

Sure enough, everyone finally opened the window.

Many people are angry.

Song Qingfei, Liu Muyang and Lin Limpid autumn water are the three most frustrated.

Originally, they felt that they had a good chance to be the guest of the curtain, but they were snatched by a poor kid who was killed halfway, which made them stand up to their enemies. identical.

“Boy, do you dare to leave a name?”

“I don’t agree. There must be fraud.”

“This kid must be a copy of someone else’s poem …”

All three shouted in unison.

Liu Muyang squinted his eyes, like a poisonous snake, staring at Li Mu, and said, “Boy, you have the ability. If you make a poem of similar standard on the spot, I will obey you, otherwise, you copied it. Stigma, I’m afraid I can’t wash it off. “

“Yes, I can make another one to prove it.” Lin Limpid autumn water also responded, said with a sneer: “Otherwise, my Cold Mountain Academy will follow up and let the entire Chang’an City know that you are nothing more than It’s just a thief who copied another’s work. “

The madman Song Qingfei also said grimly: “Yes, how can a person like you make such verses like that, hehe, it must be plagiarism …”

There were also some people around.

It was the good-looking girl who glared and said, “Three of you are so rude, and you ca n’t write a good sentence that ’s all, so you stigmatize others? My Young Lady said, and wrote such poems. He must be a man from heaven … what do you say about this Young Master’s plagiarism? Who might write this poem? “

“This …” Liu Muyang paused for a moment and said, “In case the person who wrote this poem has not yet published it.”

Lin limpid autumn water said: “It can’t be found now, it doesn’t mean it can’t be found later.”

“You guys … use strong words to make sense.” Xiaoya qi hu hu said, she is obviously already on Li Mu’s side.

Madman Song Qingfei also said with a smile: “Yes, little girl, everyone is afraid to be deceived by this shameless … We just want to expose his true colors.”

The scholars in the two surrounding colleges once again coaxed.

“Young Master, this …” The girl looked towards Li Mu.

Li Mu smiled at Pats on his shoulder, and then said, “Don’t bother with these villains, let’s go.” Then, he moved towards the stairs. In his heart, he suddenly wanted to see this flower everyone. Even if he is not curious about beauties-of course it is impossible, even for those low-quality scholars who want to get angry, they must go to the third floor to have a look.

“You … you’re scared.”

“Consummate.”

“Hehe, it’s okay to walk. Tonight, you no longer write a poem, without proving to us, you’re sitting on plagiarism.”

The three Liu Muyang directly run Li Mu with words.

Li Mu didn’t look back, and walked, said with a sneer: “Ha Ha Ha, proof? Prove what? Er Cao’s remaining name is gone, he will not waste the rivers and rivers, stun the big trees, ridiculous … … The three of you, Yingyinggou, what is it, and why should I prove to you? “

Talking, already under the leadership of that little girl, moved towards the second floor.

Waiting until Li Mu and Xiaoya disappeared on the stairs, Liu, Lin and Song did not dare to speak again.

Their faces were frightened and full of anger.

because–

Er Cao disappeared with his name, and he will not waste all eternity!

It’s ridiculous, it’s ridiculous.

One sentence is long, one is short, and two are poems.

Two sentences that are enough to spread.

Many of the people present have studied poetry. Naturally, they understand the weight of these two long and short verses. The exquisiteness and exquisiteness are extreme, although they are not complete. In terms of integrity, they cannot be compared with [beauty poem] However, in other respects, it is definitely comparable. It is almost unnecessary to guess. These two poems can be spread wildly in the shortest time.

How does this make Song Qingfei, Lin Limpid autumn water and Liu Muyang not afraid?

Because, these two poems are cursing them, and as these two poems are spread, their fame will be stinky. The words “ercao” and “蚍蜉” in the sentence are used to describe them. .

Literati, what are you most afraid of?

Of course, I’m afraid of bad reputation.

This is where they have threatened Li Mu. After all, the two colleges are the big forces in the literary world of Chang’an City. In their eyes, Li Mu is just a nobody. How can they fight with the two colleges? The tide of public opinion is in their hands.

But now, with the emergence of these two poems, everything is difficult to say.

The transmission power of quatrains and good sentences is terrifying.

Because they can be transmitted not only in the current era but also in other generations.

Especially Liu Fangbaishi’s poems have such power.

For a moment, some people in the hall looked towards the three people’s eyes, and there was some sympathy and compassion.

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Thanks to Blue Cat Meteor Boxing for a big shot again. Today, Xiao Dao Niu seems to have said something on the public WeChat. It seems that everyone is very unconvinced … Please pay attention to the public WeChat of the knife, and search for the four words [renegade mad knife]. It’s fake.