At the East Hairpin Poetry Contest that day, a butterfly loves flowers, a bit desolate, a bit affectionate, and the song was unforgettable. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
Naturally, the word spread.
In this reserved age, this poem is a love poem that is already touching and cannot be moved any more.
The talented man surnamed Gu wrote such words for a prostitute, and he gained a reputation as an infatuation. It is this infatuation that has caused countless girls to cry when they heard it, and some even wrote this poem on their handkerchiefs, and often took it out to read.
Talented scholars wrote lyrics and said Fu, but unfortunately no one could explain the short Die Lian Hua clearly. In just two short paragraphs, the words of this love are indeed expressed very deeply.
I can only shake my head and sigh, the hard life of Mr. Gu and Miss Huaxian.
This word was spread in the streets and wells, and it became more and more popular, and finally even spread into the Grand Palace.
King Qin Zhaoxiang looked at the document in his hand, shook his head and laughed.
"This Lord Wu'an is really old and strong. Before the battle was fought, he went to the widow's East Hairpin Tower to grab the girl first. Let him go, as long as he can beat his fierce wife, why not? Huh? Hahahaha."
While speaking, he pointed to the document and said to the eunuch beside him.
"Your Majesty, there is a poem recently circulating in the city of Your Majesty, which is actually related to the picture of the fairy girl Wu An robbed."
"Oh?" A gleam of interest flashed in Qin Wang's eyes: "You read it to listen to the widow."
"Yes." The eunuch bowed and said: "This word is like this: leaning against a dangerous building, the wind is soft. Looking at the extreme spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass and smoke. No one can rely on the meaning without words.
It is planned to get drunk with the picture of sparse madness. Sing to wine, strong music is tasteless. The belt gradually widens and I don't regret it. People haggard because of Yixiao. "
Qin Wang was fascinated by the sound, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, as if he remembered something, he read it deeply: "The belt is getting wider and wider, and I will not regret it, because of Yixiao, people are haggard."
"Good words" Qin Wang took a breath and straightened his expression: "Who is the author of this lyrics? Don't tell me, it's the old man with white hair, it can't be him, I know how important he is , to be reliable in war, this kind of lyrics is absolutely impossible."
Seeing King Qin lose his composure, the eunuch wiped the sweat from his brow, but he didn't dare to lose his composure, and he didn't dare to watch King Qin lose his composure.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, it was not Lord Wu An, but it was rumored that a talented man surnamed Gu did it, and gave it to the painting fairy girl."
"A genius surnamed Gu?" King Qin was taken aback. Why had he never heard of such a talented genius
The eunuch hurriedly continued: "Your Majesty, the apprentice of Lord Wu An is also surnamed Gu. And some time ago, there was also a poem written by Ms. Gu: Qingzun fine wine and moonlight cup, if you want to drink Jinming, immediately remind me. Drunk lying on the battlefield Lord Mo Xiao, fighting in ancient times How many people come back."
"Although there is a slight difference between Fengya and Fengya, both of them have excellent literary talents. In addition, Mr. Wu An came to pick up the painting fairy girl the next day, so I think these two people are probably the same person."
After finishing speaking, the eunuch lowered his head, not daring to say anything more.
Talking too much is wrong.
"How many people fought back in ancient times?" King Qin stroked his beard and read carefully: "But he is an interesting person. No wonder Bai Qi took a girl as his student."
"I'm a little interested in meeting this God of War student." King Qin narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Just after Changping, if she can come back alive."
"Master." In a valley, there are dense forests all around, you can't see the edge at a glance, and there are few people.
A child with sharp eyes knelt down in front of an old man and bowed heavily.
This teacher worship ceremony is considered to be completed.
Guiguzi sat there cross-legged, with an ordinary bronze long sword across his lap. There was a child standing next to him, taller than the kneeling boy, with black hair and a plain face, he seemed to be only about seven years old.
He raised his eyes and looked at the child in front of him, squinting his eyes: "Xiao Zhuang, once you enter Ghost Valley, you have to follow the rules of Ghost Valley. You should think about it."
The child knelt there and lowered his head: "Master, Wei Zhuang has already figured it out."
"Okay." Guigu closed his eyes, sighed deeply, Guigu's rules
"From now on, you will be my second disciple of Guiguzi, what you have learned is amazing!"
"He is your senior brother, Gai Nie, what you have learned, let him go!"
"You two must remember that since you have entered the ghost valley, you must remember. I will teach you to study vertically and horizontally. After you finish your studies, you will find your way out and compete with each other. Only one of you can survive vertically and horizontally. It is the next generation of Guiguzi."
"yes!"
"yes!"
The boy kneeling on the ground responded at the same time as the boy standing aside.
"Today, let's talk about swords." Guiguzi sat on the rug, and the two children Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie sat in front of him, listening attentively.
"I'll ask you first." Guiguzi's eyes swept over the faces of the two, and he pushed his bronze sword in front of him with his right hand: "Tell me, what is a sword?"
There was a short silence.
Gai Nie first said: "The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. The swordsman, the gentleman, has the way to advance and retreat, and seeks the moment vertically and horizontally. Up and down are blades, and the body is erected in the middle. It is better to bend than bend. Returning to the sheath, disappearing, entering, revealing the sharpness."
The answer was neat and reasonable, and with Ge Nie's temper, he should have given such an answer.
Wei Zhuang answered slower than Gai Nie, sat quietly and thought for a while, but finally gave only one sentence.
"Sword, the instrument of killing."
Guiguzi didn't say who was right and who was wrong, but just nodded and said.
"It's all right, what I want to tell you today as a master is the way of the sword."
After speaking, he looked at his own sword: "Where is the three-foot Qingfeng going?"
Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie didn't speak, but by looking at their eyes, it was clear that they listened very carefully, and even tried their best to remember.
Speaking of swords, Guiguzi couldn't help but think of the half of his disciples he had taught, thinking of that lazy girl, the corners of Guigu's mouth twitched.
For the understanding of this sword, I am afraid that no one will be more thorough than her.
And her theory of five swords will sooner or later become the most reasonable theory of swordsmen in the world.
"As a teacher, I have been explained by others, and I have learned the five sayings of the sword, and I will tell you today."
Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie were startled by this first sentence. In their eyes, their master studied heaven and man, and the theory of five swords was actually explained by him. What kind of realm is that person
"The three feet of the sword are divided into five realms: sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, wooden sword, and no sword."
"The sharp sword has no intention, is fierce and fierce, and is invincible"
"The soft sword is impermanent, the moves have been brought to the extreme, and the pursuit of change. Moves and attacks, style changes"
"The epee has no front, and great skill does not work. Such a realm"
"Wooden swords have no form. When swordsmanship has reached this level, it does not stick to objects. Plants, trees, bamboo and stones can all be swords. Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people"
"In the end, there is no sword and no moves. This realm is also the last realm. Every gesture is the evolution of heaven and earth, pointing directly at the source. There is no sword in heaven and earth, and there is only sword."
After writing more than a hundred words, Guiguzi let out a deep breath after finishing speaking.
Gai Nie Weizhuang sat on the spot in a daze. They were new to Jianfeng, but they could already vaguely feel the meaning of the five swords, that is to say, this faint feeling had already benefited them a lot and shocked them exceptionally.
"Master." Wei Zhuang raised his eyes: "Who created the theory of five swords?"
He has secretly made up his mind that if possible in the future, he must come to ask for advice. If you don't teach it, you will pray for one day, if you don't teach it again, you will pray for three days!
Guiguzi stroked his beard, thought for a while, and said slowly.
"The person who created the theory of five swords is also half of your senior sister."
"As a teacher, I only taught her swords, so I can't be regarded as a student of Guigu, but as a student of my teacher. In the journey of swords, she can be regarded as an unrivaled talent. Even as a teacher, my understanding of swords may not be as good as hers. deep."
Teacher's student!
Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang looked at each other, which meant they were about the same age as them.
After a long time, Gai Nie asked slowly, "Teacher, what's the name of this senior sister?"
"Her? Her name is Gu Nan. If you are lucky, you may see her in the future."
Well, there are only two chapters today, don’t ask why there are only two chapters, because there are no manuscripts left at all, hahaha, (with a wry smile on the side).