Put ink on the pen?

Today's events are becoming more and more strange.

County Magistrate Zhu pondered for a moment and gave a wink at Zhou's pro-master. Zhou's pro-master understood and soon took the pen and ink.

Chen Kaizhi said: "The students will write down what they see in their dreams. The county magistrate will see it at first glance."

With the pen and ink in front, countless pairs of eyes were looking at him. Ye Chunqiu glanced at Zhang Ruyu, and felt cruel in his heart. Zhang Ruyu, you are seeking death.

Take a deep breath, lift your pen, and start writing quickly.

The thoughts in my heart are clear and there is nothing to be afraid of. My eyes are bright and my wrists are turned and I can sway freely.

In a moment, lines of small words came out.

County Magistrate Zhu was still angry and felt that the student was a little strange, but he gave Chen Kaizhi a chance to justify him just to show his fairness and justice.

But seeing Chen Kaizhi writing quickly and feeling intoxicated, County Magistrate Zhu couldn't help but be curious, and it was difficult to walk out of court to read.

However, Song Aishi, who was on the side, was well aware of the county magistrate's thoughts, so he deliberately took a few steps forward to see why Chen Kaizhi wanted to defend himself.

Song Aishi has a good impression of Chen Kaizhi. Now that Chen Kaizhi is in such a big trouble, he knows that he can't get involved in this kind of thing. He is also very sad. Chen Kaizhi actually drew a picture of the erotic palace and posted it on the wall. Isn't this asking for death?

So he pretended to be careless and walked across from Chen Kaizhi.

When he looked down, Song Aishi's face changed.

How is this... possible?

At first, he just looked at it casually, but at first glance, his body shook and he couldn't help but say, "I've been in the fourth year of the Shenlong, and I suddenly had a dream."

The fourth year of Shenlong is the current year name, and now it is the fourth year of Shenlong.

The first sentence means that Chen Kaizhi had a dream.

This sentence is very ordinary, is it also called defense?

The others looked silent and didn't care about it.

However, Song Aisi's expression became even more strange. He continued to think: "I was in a trance in my dream, and I didn't look at it. I looked up and saw a beautiful man on the rock."

This sentence seems to be nothing outstanding.

But when I was dreaming, I suddenly saw a woman.

However, Song Aisi's eyes were straight, but his tone was speeding up: "Its shape is as graceful as a striking geese, as gentle as a dragon, glorious autumn chrysanthemums, lush spring pine. His hair is as bright as a light cloud covering the moon, as floating as a wind returning to the snow. Looking at it from afar, as bright as the sun rises in the morning glow... and observing it, as if the hibiscus is as slender as a tidal wave. His tidal is as slender as a heart, and his shoulders are as smooth as a slight waist. He stretches his neck and looks..."

The Goddess of Luo...

There was no Goddess of Luo River in this era, and Chen Kaizhi liked this Goddess of Luo River very much in his previous life and had already memorized it. He would never write such an article. After all, this is someone else's work, but today, he knew that only such works can save himself at present.

When Song Ai Si came here, everyone was shocked.

Her figure is like a stunning geese, a graceful and swimming dragon. Her appearance is like a chrysanthemum in autumn and her body is as lush as a green pines in the spring breeze. She appears sometimes like a light cloud covering the moon, floating and floating like a return wind and whirling snow.

Such an article made Song Aisi lose his composure.

County Magistrate Zhu's face also changed.

County Magistrate Zhu was a Jinshi, and his literary attainments were naturally extremely high. Every word from Song Aisi was pronounced like a thunder. Every word in the text gave him a sense of slightness.

It seemed like in front of me, like a dream and a illusion, the real goddess was in front of me, and the description of the goddess made people want to applaud.

But Chen Kaizhi wrote a little slowly, so before Song Ai Si could read it, County Magistrate Zhu was anxious, quickly write it! He became worried, and he was so anxious that he had no upper part and no lower part.

Most scholars are elegant people, and County Magistrate Zhu was not surprised. It was because of his elegance that he was anxious. At this time, he couldn't help but suddenly arouse his anger, and he didn't care about the public's eyes and walked forward quickly.

Sure enough, another sentence was completed, and the magistrate Zhu couldn't help but recite: "Wear gold and green jewelry, embellish the pearls to shine on the body. He practiced the literary shoes of traveling far away, dragged the light skirt of the misty gauze. The fragrance of the slight orchid was fragrant and swayed in the corner of the mountain..."

This article is really unconventional, showing the image of a goddess in a dream vividly before people's eyes.

The real terrible thing is that every word is extremely exquisite and just right, and the work of God is definitely a work of God.

County Magistrate Zhu was infatuated, as if he was drunk.

At this time, someone around me continued to recite: "My feelings are pleasant and beautiful, and my heart is volatile but not happy. The unscrupulous media can receive joy and speak with the microwave..."

Another paragraph, the conversation changed, and the person in the dream saw the goddess swaying, and he wanted to ask someone to immediately speak out the urgent feelings of the matchmaker. This urgency actually added to his yearning for the goddess.

County Magistrate Zhu looked up and the person who was thinking about this next paragraph was actually Mr. Fang.

It turned out that Mr. Fang was shocked when he heard this article. For a moment, he was attracted by this beautiful poem and actually walked straight into the court and went straight to him, unable to help but recite.

The whole house was shocked.

No one would have thought that Chen Kaizhi wrote a poem on the spot, and this poem could be called a masterpiece.

Everyone couldn't wait to watch and was completely immersed in it.

Chen Kaizhi was calm and calm, not disturbed by the outside world. He knew that the only thing he could save himself was this poem about the Goddess of Luo River. Of course, this poem about the Goddess of Luo River was written by Cao Zhi, who was brilliant and extraordinary. This poem about the Goddess of Luo River was even more famous throughout the ages, but now in order to save his life, Chen Kaizhi no longer cared about anything.

Chen Kaizhi felt a sense of anger in his heart. Zhang Ruyu framed him so much that he started writing faster and faster.

Then I heard someone beside me say, "So Luo was inspired and moved and wandered. The divine light was separated and merged, and the yin and yang were suddenly bright. The body stood with a crane, as if it was about to fly but not fly. The pepper was smeared and the smeared with a thin and fragrant step. Good, good, it was really fascinating."

In order to cover up Cao Zhi's identity, Chen Kaizhi changed some of this article, but even so, he still did not lose its flavor.

He didn't know who was applauding around him, but he could only hear countless praises and sighs in his ears.

He held his sleeve in his hand and continued to write calmly, writing out his melancholy, hesitation and hesitation when he saw the goddess in his dream. In the midst of his confusion and loss, the God of Luo was deeply moved and wandered low and hesitantly. The divine light was always separated and the light flickered. But in the end, there was a difference between man and god, so the flying man guarded the God of Luo, and the gods left with the God of Luo along with the sound of the jade phoenix. The six dragons advanced together and drove the cloud carriage calmly.

In the end, the person in the dream was still standing by the river, wanting to leave, but he was lost, wandering and unable to leave.

The last word is finally written.

call.

Chen Kaizhi breathed a breath of turbid air.

Even when I finished writing this verse, I couldn't help but be infected by this nostalgia, and I felt an inexplicable melancholy in my heart.

At this time, County Magistrate Zhu and Mr. Fang both widened their eyes, as if they were still immersed in the touch.

No more...

It just disappeared like this, but I felt even more sad.

Most of the other civil servants like Song Aisu were also a little touched and became obsessed for a moment.

The students standing outside the yamen were all holding their breath.

Even fools can feel the charm of this Goddess of Luo River through the recitation just now.

In this yamen, it is surprisingly quiet, so quiet that it can be heard.

Especially Mr. Fang, in class today, Chen Kaizhi had no idea how to start writing, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed and despised him. Now he stared at the article for a long time, and his heart echoed with a lot of feelings, so shocked that he opened his mouth slightly but didn't know what to say.

Chen Kaizhi raised his eyes and glanced at everyone.
Chapter completed!