My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 1129

[Chapter 1095 The peach blossom still smiles at the spring breeze]

Jing Zhe once gave them a chance, but unfortunately they didn’t take it.

You ignored me back then, but you can’t reach me now. That’s the reason.

“Shut up!”

While everyone was still arguing, Jing Zhe suddenly shouted, and these people were immediately shocked.

“When I asked you just now, were you all dumb? Now that you hear that you can get money, are you excited? If you want money, come forward. I will send someone to send you to those monks. You can argue with them. “Come back to me after you’ve discussed how much money you should get back!”

“…” As soon as

these words came out, everyone suddenly stopped.

Master Kongjing and other monks are now being taken to prison. If they agree, wouldn’t they also be taken to prison to discuss with him?

It would be okay if we could really discuss it, but I’m afraid that it would be more than just a simple discussion if I was thrown into jail!

Everyone is not stupid. Although they want money, they want their lives even more.

Seeing everyone wilting, Jing Zhe sneered again and again.

“Okay, let’s get down to business. The old monk just said that the poem I wrote was prepared in advance. Do you agree?”

“…”

“Okay, no one answered, that means no one agrees. This old bald donkey dares to make false accusations.” I will charge him with another crime when I interrogate him!”

“…”

“Prefect Xu, send someone to take down the plaque of Taohua Temple. From now on, there will be no Taohua Temple in Jiangling. I will wait until the poetry meeting is over. I will send someone to deliver the plaque of Peach Blossom Temple, so the poem I just wrote can be adapted to the scene. “

“…”

Everyone’s eyes were opened today. It turns out that they have only heard of poetry written with scenery. Poems must be suitable for this kind of environment. Yes, this is the first time I’ve seen him.

“What’s wrong, Governor Xu, do you have any objections?”

Seeing that Governor Xu was in a daze, Jing Zhe said dissatisfied.

“No…no objection…come here, what are you doing standing still? Didn’t you hear what President Jing said? Hurry up and take off the plaque!”

“Yes, Prefect!”

“…”

The detectives moved quickly. Two plaques from Taohua Temple were taken off directly. When they brought the plaques to Jing Zhe and asked what to do with them, Jing Zhe kicked them without saying anything. Everyone was stunned: Scholars, how can you be so violent?

…

When the matter of “Peach Blossom Temple” and “Incense Money” came to an end, Jing Zhe looked at the people who had not yet recovered and said: “Okay, everyone, don’t be stunned, let’s continue our poetry meeting!”

After speaking, he looked at Feng Mubai and said, “Master Feng, tell me about this poem… how do you think of this poem?”

He almost called me “master” again, but considering that Feng Mubai would think that he was bullying others, he changed his words: “

I have always relied on my talents.” Convincing…

Jing Zhe’s series of decisive killing methods just now were frightening, and even Feng Mubai felt a little scared.

But then he realized that he was only powerful against those who broke the law. Why should I, a law-abiding scholar, be afraid of what he would do?

After thinking about this, Feng Mubai straightened his back: “President Jing, literally speaking, your poem… is catchy, but in terms of artistic conception, this poem is still worse than mine. “

“I know.”

Jing Zhe nodded seriously.

“…”

You know and you still ask me?

Feng Mubai complained in his heart, and at the same time he was thinking: Is he ready to admit defeat now?

Although Jing Zhe is more domineering, he will not do anything to make others look like horses.

He said again: “Didn’t I just say that I can write a lot of poems like that just now? Writing this poem is just a practice.”

“…”

Feng Mubai twitched the corner of his mouth and did not reply.

Jing Zhe, on the other hand, walked up to the crowd again, looking serious.

“The beauty of the world ends in March, and the peach blossoms in mountain temples begin to bloom.

I regret that I can’t find a place to return to spring, and I don’t know where to turn.”

Jiangling is located in the southernmost part of Anguo. The climate is much warmer than other places, and the peach blossoms are naturally better than other places. The place was a lot earlier, so Jing Zhe changed the original poem to suit the situation.

As soon as this poem came out, Feng Mubai frowned.

This poem is not long, but it is full of charm. If compared with the poems he wrote himself… Feng Mubai suddenly felt very stressed.

However, this is just the beginning of the nightmare.

After reading this poem, Jing Zhe continued without stopping.

“The peach blossom died of shame and was grateful to the east wind.

It blew away its delicate red color and flew into the idle window to accompany Chao Nong.

Whoever pities the hard-working Dongyang is also for the languor of spring.

Not as good as the hibiscus, there is a deep feeling in the cold place.”

The words are actually words!

“The Yao grass is so green, spring comes to Peach Blossom Mountain.

There are countless peach blossoms on the mountain, and there are orioles on the flowers.

I want to find my way through the flowers, and go straight into the depths of the white clouds, displaying my majestic rainbow. I’m afraid that deep inside the flowers, the red dew will wet people’s clothes.

Sitting on a jade stone, resting on a jade pillow and brushing the golden emblem. Wherever I am, I have no one to accompany me. I am Ganoderma lucidum and fairy grass. If I am not for red lips and red face, how can I be long and loud? Drunk dancing goes down the mountain, and the bright moon chases everyone back. “

Ci, another poem!

Everyone was completely shocked. They had only heard Jing Zhe’s Mid-Autumn Festival poems before, and now Jing Zhe suddenly wrote two more poems. Although the quality was not as good as the Mid-Autumn Festival poems – they were masterpieces. Not to mention that these two poems cannot be compared, I am afraid that it will be difficult for future generations to compare with them. This is normal,

but the quality of these two poems is not bad. Although both poems use peach red as the lyrics, the first one focuses on emotion. The second song focuses on the scene and has a special feeling.

If Jing Zhe’s previous statement that he could write a basket of poems casually seemed like a boast, now they really believe it. The most important thing is that these two The first line of each poem comes out of the mouth! What kind of poetic talent does this have?

Although there are still a few people who think that this poem must have been written by someone before Jing Zhe came to Jiangling, and he just used it—— But doesn’t this further prove that there are many talents in Jingzhou? Rather than this, it is better that he is talented. At

least

he is just an example, and it cannot mean that all Jingzhou people are more talented than Jiangling people.

In this poetry meeting, Jing Zhe had already written two poems and two words in a row. Everyone thought that this was his peak, but who knew that this was just the beginning!

Next, Jing Zhe’s poem brought the poetry meeting to a climax!

” Last year, today, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other’s red.

The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. “

Everyone was completely frantic.

If they had indeed had the idea before that there would be a group of gunmen behind Jing Zhe to help him write poems, but as Jing Zhe casually wrote two words or three poems, Everyone felt that this kind of calligraphy was definitely untenable.

After all, if there were so many talented people in Jingzhou, why hadn’t they heard of Song Jimao at most?

So, now everyone felt that Jing Zhe was real. Awesome, not bragging, looking at Jing Zhe with some admiration and appreciation. No matter how xenophobic, their respect for the strong still comes from the bottom of their hearts————

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End of this chapter .

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