Chapter 114, can you stand it?
"Yeah, I don't believe it. He must have plagiarized other people's achievements for writing such top-level poems."
"Don't look at him as the holy son of Wuhundian, does he understand feelings? Does he understand love? In my opinion, he doesn't understand anything, so how can he write such top-level poems?"
"Brother in front, what you said is reasonable. No one dares to question his talent in cultivation. After all, this is the basic condition for him to become the Holy Son of Wuhun Temple. The first one who doesn't believe it."
"That's right, both civil and military? How could such a peerless genius appear so easily, even if I was killed, I would never believe that Spirit Hall has such a genius."
"It's not that we have to question the Holy Son of Wuhundian, the main reason is that he is too young, only in his teens, how could he really understand feelings!"
Since there are opponents, there are naturally supporters.
"In my opinion, you are simply disdainful of other people's good, envious and jealous, so you have tried your best to slander His Royal Highness the Son."
"It makes sense, it makes sense, they are just jealous."
"Does writing poetry have anything to do with age? If you put it that way, wouldn't all the old men over eighty years old be great talents?"
"People are different, and the gap in talent is so great that sometimes it will make you feel desperate. At this time, we don't need to be jealous, just watch him fill the cup silently."
"Is it strange to be both civil and military? Because you haven't seen it before, you have to deny the existence of this kind of genius?"
"It's normal. Because they can't do it themselves, they naturally try their best to slander those who can."
The quarrel between supporters and opponents made the three women feel very troubled, just when Ye Lingling and Duguyan were about to take Ning Rongrong to leave here.
Before leaving, Ning Rongrong looked at the two opposing sides, and seemed to remember something.
I saw that she took out a calligraphy from the ring-type space soul tool on her finger, and manipulated her soul power to hang it directly above the gazebo.
"Stop arguing, all of you, and take a look at this calligraphy. It is an impromptu poem written by Dongqing, the holy son of Wuhun Palace. I, Ning Rongrong, the direct descendant of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, and the boss of Yuxuan Pavilion in Tiandou City have witnessed it personally. witness."
"Look at this poem, and think about it for yourselves, whether Dong Qing, the holy son of Wuhundian, has the ability to write [seeing and not seeing], at least I have never doubted him."
When Ning Rongrong spoke, she was full of energy. It could be seen that the arrogant girl had actually become one of Dongqing's little fans unintentionally.
"Okay! Rongrong, you are hiding something like this behind my back." Ye Lingling looked at her with resentment.
Regarding this, Ning Rongrong could only look into the distance with erratic eyes, as if he didn't hear this sentence, and didn't see Ye Lingling's resentful eyes.
Pretending to be an ostrich, Ning Rongrong is serious.
【Pretending to be an ostrich is a kind of escapism from reality. When an ostrich encounters danger, it will bury its head, thinking that it is safe if it cannot see its eyes. People call this mentality the "ostrich mentality". 】
the other side.
Ning Rongrong's status is extremely noble, and she is the direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. She speaks for Dongqing at this time, which naturally attracts the attention of both parties in the dispute.
Driven by curiosity, both parties in the debate looked at the calligraphy set directly above the gazebo, which had just been hung by Ning Rongrong.
【Qing dance in pairs】
【Dance for the king in this life, dance hard for a lifetime】
Qingwu in pairs is the four characters that Dongqing and Ning Rongrong bet on, and now it naturally becomes the name of this poem.
After watching [Qing Wu Cheng Pair].
Time flies, half a month later.
With the platform of Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, coupled with the appearance of this poem, basically all doubters in the entire continent disappeared.
But it also led to a new problem. Someone found that this poem only had the first half, and strongly requested Dongqing to complete the second half, so as to thoroughly prove his talent.
As soon as these words came out, the letter of reminder was sent to Wuhun City by millions of fans like snowflakes, and it was once completely filled with Dongqing's small courtyard Tenglong Pavilion.
Wuhun City, Pope's Hall, Apse, Tenglong Pavilion.
"Brother, have you come up with the second half of the poem?" This is Hu Liena.
"His Royal Highness, just write it out! People want to read it too." This is Xiao Wu.
"Xiaoqing, my sister is also looking forward to your writing the second half of the poem." This is the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin.
After exhausting all their efforts to send the three of them away, a big boss who Dongqing couldn't send came down.
"teacher?"
Looking at the graceful figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Dong Qing exclaimed and wanted to run away.
"Xiaoqing, you can write it as long as you can. Your fanatical fans send letters every day, which makes it very troublesome for the Wuhun branch halls in the mainland, and the teacher is not easy to do!"
Bibi Dong grabbed Dong Qing who was about to slip away, and looked at him with a hint of anticipation hidden, because in essence, she likes educated people the most.
At the same time, this is also an important reason why she fell in love with Yu Xiaogang in the first place. As for the top ten theories of soul masters, they are just theories, and they are of no help in picking up girls.
Yu Xiaogang delved into these literatures and studied the essence of martial arts simply because his martial soul was not good enough and he couldn't break through the 30th level of soul power.
Seeing that he couldn't run away, Dong Qing could only nod helplessly and said, "Okay! I'll listen to you, teacher."
It's not that he doesn't want to write it, but that he can't remember the original text of this poem. After all, he remembered this poem from reading novels in his previous life.
And read novels.
Anyone who has read it must understand that no matter how famous a novel is, it is not difficult to remember the plot, but who would go out of their way to remember the text of a certain chapter or paragraph?
【Biyaxuan】
Located slightly north of the middle of the apse of the Pope's Palace, there is a unique small courtyard covering an area of about one mu. In the courtyard stands a two-story building with upturned cornices protruding from a corner of the spruce branches. It is quite cloudy and unknown. A sense of where you are.
Dong Qing followed Bibi Dong. He looked up at the small buildings. On the left and right, there was an exquisite building with window decorations.
Looking to the left, it is a semi-circular green pool with a water surface of more than twenty feet wide. Surrounding the pool is a large plum grove, the crimson flowers are in full bloom, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers, and the surrounding green grass is so green that there is no withering.
This is Bibi Dong's residence, the place is not big, but very delicate.
Although Dongqing has been here many times and is very familiar with the environment here, but this time, he was forcibly coerced by her, and he was not in a good mood.
Not long after, Bibi Dong forced Dong Qing into her room, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone she had prepared, and prepared for him to complete the follow-up [Qing Wu Cheng Pair] poems in front of her.
Dong Qing looked at Bibi Dong who was silently staring at him in front of him, and said helplessly, "Teacher, aren't you busy now? Have you finished handling the Wuhun Palace's government affairs? Don't keep looking at me like this!"
Although Bibi Dong's eyes are very gentle, this feeling of being watched still makes Dong Qing feel very strange.
This strange feeling is as if I have fallen into the spider web she woven long ago, and may be eaten by the big spider in front of me in the next moment.
The most frightening thing is that there are still two spider emperors, so I ask you if you can stand it?
(end of this chapter)