Chapter 805 : Flying Snow Shoots the White Deer
The young scholar was slightly startled. He obviously expected that the teacher in Qingpao was so powerful. He patted the jade palm in his hand gently and was about to give a few words of praise when he suddenly saw the proud look on the teacher in Qingpao.
A bit provocative, the young scholar frowned slightly, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. The rippling smile disappeared from his eyes in an instant, and the flapping of his wrists stopped unconsciously.
He turned his starry eyes and looked at the teacher in green robes, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. He chuckled for a while and said: "Brother Bowen is familiar with the classics and history, knows about astronomy, knows the art of war, vertical and horizontal, astronomy, geography, and art."
My calculations, square skills, and Shi Lao's theory are famous all over the world. I have heard about my extraordinary talent for a long time, but today I still have a couplet. I wonder if Brother Bowen can give it another try? "
When the teacher in Qingpao met the young scholar, his expression seemed careless, but he could see a competitive aura slowly flowing out of his eyebrows. He vaguely guessed that this match was not simple. He was about to refuse when he suddenly heard Mr. Ye chuckle and say
: "It's rare for all of you to be so elegant today, Mr. Xiao
Since you have a good match, why don’t you just talk about it? Brother Song Lian, Brother Bowen, Brother Zhang, and Lao Chan, although they are not great sages and powerful people, they have some bad reputations. Compared with the wanderers in the world,
A talent in name only has more talent, Mr. Xiao just talks about it? "
Zhang Yi had just made a couplet, and was completely overshadowed by Song Lian and the Qingpao scholar. He thought he was talented and learned well, and wanted to surpass the two of them, so when he heard that there was a couplet, he didn't care whether everyone agreed or not, so he started shouting.
He stood up and said, "Not bad... Mr. Xiao, that's what Mr. Xiao said...?"
Song Lian and the teacher in green robes looked at each other. They were both sophisticated people. Seeing the young scholar smiling, the corners of his mouth raised, and his expression full of confidence, he knew that this pair must be shocking, even though they were very talented.
,but also
Knowing that there are people outside the world and mountains outside the mountains, the expressions of the old man surnamed Ye and Zhang Yi are not as happy. On the contrary, there is a hint of excitement and a hint of nervousness. But if you look closely at the young scholar, there is no doubt that the nervousness is much greater than the excitement.
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The young scholar had a smile on his face, and the two Confucian belts behind him were whistling by the river wind, which made him even more handsome. He gently patted the jade palms he held in both hands, and murmured: "Xiao Daxia
, Daxia Guo, Daxia Yang, Brother Linghu, Master Dongfang... I’m asking you to please...?"
"The snow is falling and the white deer is shot!"
"Flying snow shoots white deer from the sky...?" The four people's hearts trembled. Even the pretty girl who was clinging to the young scholar murmured after hearing this, and the delicate body next to her trembled slightly? "
The four people looked solemn, each with their long beards hanging on their heads and thinking. Zhang Yi thought for a while and then shook his head first, saying sadly: "I have seen something powerful today. I thought I was just learning, eh...?" One by one
He sighed loudly and stopped thinking about it.
The old man surnamed Ye seemed to have been thinking about the lack of gain for a while. He wanted to give up but couldn't bear it. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Song Lian and the teacher in Qingpao beside him. Although their expressions were solemn, they were squinting.
His eyes sometimes shook his head, sometimes his head, obviously as if he had some realization.
Among the four of them, the scholar surnamed Ye has always valued reputation and talent the most. He had just decided to express himself, but the first sentence had already shocked him and made him lose some face. He wanted to take this opportunity to think of a sentence.
Absolutely, even if it can't be appreciated by Xiao Yun, it can become a good story.
Not bad. Nazhi thought about it for a long time, and saw the snow falling from the sky and shooting the white deer. It was just seven words, but each word seemed different. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that everyone would laugh, so he thought hard.
I was at a loss, but I couldn't think of a neat second line.
Next to them, Song Lian and Mr. Qingpao looked solemn and thought for a long time. At this time, Song Lian turned around and looked at each other. The two glanced at each other and nodded secretly. Song Lian brushed his beard and said: "
May I ask Master Xiao, do the seven characters in this couplet have their origins?"
The young master clapped his jade palms in his heart. He was slightly startled when he heard this, and then his face was shocked. He sincerely praised and said: "Mr. Song and Brother Bowen are indeed great talents in the world. You two guessed right. This
These seven words do have some origins?"
"Oh...?" Song Lian and Mr. Qingpao looked at each other, and they both nodded, feeling relieved. The two of them are one of the four gentlemen in eastern Zhejiang. Song Lian's article was spread all over the world, and Mr. Qingpao was widely spread by the world.
If Wei Zheng and Kong Ming, with their talents, can't match up this little couplet and spread it, what if the people in the world who usually praise them don't call them idiots?
The two of them thought about it and felt that this couplet was extremely innovative and seemed simple, but it was extremely difficult to match it word for word. Both of them were great sages of the time, and their vision was naturally very comparable. After some thought,
He felt the hidden meaning of this couplet, but after all, the two were not gods. After some eye contact, Song Lian asked.
"To tell you the truth, this couplet was actually written by a writer named Cha from my younger brother's hometown. He was a great hero in his life, serving the country and the people, and he wrote many books about serving the country with loyalty and loyalty for me and other men. This couplet is
It is taken from the first letter of the title of each of his books, so it is not surprising that the four gentlemen cannot match it? "
When the four of them heard this, they never thought there was such a reason, and they all let out a sigh of relief. The scholar in green robe nodded with his long beard stuck to his head, and said: "I see, this person is quite interesting. He has both the first line and the second line.
Is that right? Although I can’t be right, I still want to hear this couplet?”
The four of them nodded together.
The young scholar smiled and said: "Of course...the second couplet of this couplet is still the first letter of Mr. Nacha's play, The Laughing Book God Yi Biyuan!"
"What a pair, what a pair!" The four of them are all great talents in the world. How could they not know the exquisiteness of this pairing, which everyone sincerely praised.
This excitement immediately made the originally slightly deserted cabin lively. The old man named Ye next to him knew that his talents and learning were far different from those of Mr. Song Lian Qingpao next to him. He was open-minded and heroic.
, I was a little dissatisfied at first, but by this time the clouds had already dissipated, but in the end I couldn't let go completely. Seeing that three of the four people had already matched the couplet, but I couldn't, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
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Chapter completed!