I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 198 Spring Dragon Poetry Meeting, Spring River Moonlight Night (5)

From the ordinary "fan meeting" to today's contest about the dignity of the Daning poetry circle.

A Dali native who appeared suddenly gave the Spring Dragon Poetry Club a completely different meaning.

At present, no one thinks that Su Wu can surely win, but no matter what, this poet sage must not lose.

Because he is the last and only hope of the literati in Daning.

For Daning literati, winning or losing this competition may be more important than own life.

But for the other party, Shen Ran himself, all of this is just a small obstacle in his practice of proving the Tao through literature.

Today he came for Su Wu.

It's good to win.

It doesn't matter if you lose.

I'm still young, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

Looking up at Su Wu who was like an old fairy, Shen Ran took a deep breath, and cupped his cupped hands respectfully.

"Su Sheng, please!"

A word "please" pierced the night sky, causing a gust of wind to pass by.

Thousands of people held their breath tightly, as if they were afraid of disturbing Su Wu's mood.

However, the latter did not keep everyone waiting too long.

After about seven or eight breaths, he took a light step and stood upright on the bow of the boat.

Long beard, long sleeves, white hair, and white clothes. The figure swayed in the wind, as if echoing the bright moon in the sky.

After taking a look at Shen Ran, Su Wu slowly opened his mouth, and softly recited a Qilu in a relieved and calm tone.

His voice is not loud, even a little small.

But when this poem like a breeze was sent to everyone's ears, it showed the prosperity of a dynasty.

"The spring tide did not flatten the beach last night, and the flowers and colors were half-filled with the rain."

"The wild goose calls the Lantern Festival back to the northern part of the border, and the new society goes to the south of the Yangtze River with Yan."

"There is no need to visit flowers and trees when you are not happy, and why buy a medicine basket when you are sick."

"Only answer the public's loyalty to the world, and teach the children to make crowns and hairpins."

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After a poem is recited, the audience is silent.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, and then

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The originally calm surface of the lake suddenly burst into countless bubbles as if it was boiling, followed by a flash of golden light!

The fish leaps over the Longmen, the sea and the sky are wide, and a poem is heard all over the world!

Two hundred and ninety-nine golden carps are competing to jump!

The spring tide overflows the beach, and the flowers are half open after the rain.

The Lantern Festival is far away, Du Rixin is here, the geese return to Saibei, and the Yan arrives in the south of the Yangtze River.

Why should you be unhappy? What about sickness?

In this life, I only want the word "public loyalty" and the joy of my children.

Two sentences describe scenery and two sentences describe love.

There is not a word of praise throughout the article, but it seems that a picture scroll of a peaceful and prosperous age is unfolding in front of everyone's eyes.

Only answer the public's loyalty to the world, and teach the children to make crowns and hairpins.

Facing the almost arrogant Shen Ran, Su Wu responded with such a poem without the slightest hostility, which really showed his transcendent mind and pattern.

The battle between you and me is just a trivial matter, I have no intention of competing with you, I just tell you about the prosperous age of Daning.

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"it is good!!!"

I don't know who was the first to yell, and immediately the entire Sun Moon Lake boiled like a frying pan.

The long-suppressed mood of the crowd was finally released crazily after Su Wu's poem triggered two hundred and ninety-nine golden carps to leap.

"Su Sheng is worthy of being a saint! This poem is too ambitious!"

"This is the heart of Saint!"

"No one in the world can match this kind of talent and mind!"

"Two hundred and ninety-nine golden carps! Win is guaranteed!"

"Da Ning's face is saved!!"

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Some people shouted praises in relief, some people chanted in a low voice obsessively, and some people have already started discussing the words and sentences of this poem with their friends, and the allusive mood.

Of course, many people have not forgotten Shen Ran.

"Shen! Su Sheng has finished writing a poem! It's your turn!"

"If you can't do it, leave immediately!"

"You are not ashamed to lose to Su Sheng!"

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Although many people hated Shen Ran just now, they were not too aggressive at the moment.

This may be because of Shen Ran's poetic talent, or it may be because everyone in Daning has put themselves in the position of "winners" at this moment.

The Mets have become more forgiving as winners confront losers.

but

Faced with the urging of the crowd, Shen Ran did not have any emotional fluctuations.

Taking a deep look at Su Wu, he knew that it would be difficult for him to win this game.

But since he has traveled thousands of miles from Dali to come here, he must give it a try.

And at this moment, what exactly do I want to say?

Unlike Su Wu, who had a smooth journey and became a "sage" when he grew old, Shen Ran's life path was much more bumpy.

So although he could understand the phrase "Only answer the public's loyalty to the world, and teach children to make crowns and hairpins", but he knew that he could not write such an open-minded poem.

But, why do you want to be the same as Su Wu?

I am no worse than anyone else, and I also have a different understanding of this world than "Saint"!

Standing in the pavilion, looking at the bright moon above his head, he pondered for a long time.

Suddenly, he seemed to be talking to himself in a low voice:

"If there is no one in the house to share a cup with, who will open the peaches and plums in the hometown."

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Is it a poem?

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and immediately savored the meaning in this poem.

Far away in Daning, Shen Ran is indeed a guest, and "no one shares a drink" undoubtedly reveals this loneliness.

And "Who Opens the Homeland of Tao Li" not only raises the feeling of being alone in a foreign land to a higher level, but also vaguely shows a sense of arrogance.

In all fairness, although these two sentences are good, they are not as meaningful as Su Wu's poem.

Poetry is about embodying emotions in the scene, so that it can be more subtle and resonate with the listeners.

But right now, Shen Ran actually omitted the step of "scenery writing".

It's expressive from the beginning, but is there anyone who can understand this "love"?

If you just write "homesickness" simply, then the pattern is too far from Su Wu.

Or. is it something else?

Soon, Shen Ran gave the answer.

He took a step forward and stood up to face the black and invisible crowd on the shore of the lake, as if he was confronting these thousands of people alone!

The high-pitched voice penetrated the night and pierced the sky!

"The spring tide doesn't care about Tianya's hatred, it's even more Xizhou. Muyu comes!"

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There is no one in the guest to share a cup, who will open the peaches and plums in the hometown.

Chun Chao doesn't care about Tianya's hatred, and it even brings Mu Yu to Xizhou.

"Tianya hate" usually refers to Kechou, but it can also express the love and hatred of Rivers and Lakes.

And as for the last sentence "it's even more exciting in the evening rain in Xizhou".

The allusions here are clear to everyone present.

Xizhou, the state closest to the capital "Bai Ping" in Dali.

More than 200 years ago, under the leadership of six second rank masters, the Daning army fought all the way to Xizhou, and signed a "Xizhou Treaty" with Emperor Dali here.

Within 500 years, Dali voluntarily made Daning the main country, with no defenses from the east of Xizhou to the border of Daning, and had to pay one million taels of silver, 10,000 horses, and several other specialties to Daning every year. ,Etc., etc

To put it simply, it is a typical unequal treaty.

Such a treaty is definitely a shame that will never be forgotten by any Dali people.

So. You have your peaceful and prosperous age, and I have my family and country.

In front of thousands of Da Ning literati, Shen Ran actually showed a completely different scene in such a straightforward way.

On the one hand, the years of the victors are well.

On one side is the weight of the loser.

"Wow!"

The surface of the lake rippled, and the same scene reappeared.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the golden tails writhing in the air.

Ten tails, fifty tails, one hundred tails, two hundred tails, two hundred and ninety-nine tails.

Three hundred tails.

It seems that it has been preordained in the dark, and it just so happens that there is an extra tail.

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"Plop!"

"How, how is it possible"

"It's not true, it's not true."

On the shore, countless blushing literati fell to the ground, their expressions extremely dazed.

Compared to this, it is already difficult to distinguish the pros and cons of the two poems from the sense of hearing, technique, and artistic conception.

But the extra golden carp really told everyone——

The number one poet in Daning, poet saint Su Wu, lost.

They couldn't accept this result, but they seemed to have to accept it.

"Kill, kill him"

I don't know who suddenly yelled tremblingly.

The crowd was silent for a moment, but the same thoughts spread like a plague.

"Yes, as long as you kill him, no one will know what happened tonight!"

"That's right! Quickly kill him!"

"We can't let him leave alive!! Daning must not be humiliated like this!"

"Quick! Kill him!"

"Kill him! Kill him!!"

From one sound to two sounds, to one piece to two pieces, and finally to the chorus of thousands of people.

The devil-like roar was earth-shattering, engulfing the most noble, but most selfish emotions, setting off chilling waves on the lake.

"Sister Xu, are these people crazy?"

You Jia frowned, and looked at Xu Qingwan who had the same expression beside her.

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Xu Qingwan didn't know how to answer this question, but she felt really uncomfortable.

She is a warrior, so she doesn't understand why these normally well-educated scholars suddenly become like this.

Can't compare, just can't compare, why kill others?

For Daning's dignity?

But what's the point of this self-deceiving dignity?

Xu Qingwan couldn't figure it out, so she couldn't help turning her eyes to Wei Changtian who was still sitting on the boat.

And the latter also stood up suddenly at this time, and jumped into the pavilion under the eyes of everyone.

Is Chang Tian going to kill Shen Ran?

Xu Qingwan was a little puzzled, but her hand was already on the bird's cry.

No matter how much she doesn't understand, as long as Wei Changtian makes a decision, she will unconditionally support it.

"Someone is going to make a move!"

"Hero! Kill this thief quickly!!"

"Yes! Kill him quickly! Don't let him escape!"

Seeing someone entering the pavilion, the hustle and bustle on the lake shore became even worse.

However, Wei Changtian didn't intend to draw his sword to kill someone. Instead, he turned impatiently and yelled at the crowd who were "cheering" him on the bank:

"Fuck it all!"

"Shut up daddy!"

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The moon and stars are sparse, the wind is light and the sky is white, and the sky is like washing.

Wei Changtian's unexpected action swept away the enthusiasm of the crowd in an instant, and only after a long silence did someone whisper.

"This, this person is Wei Changtian who killed Xiang Liu, right?"

"It seems that he didn't go to kill Shen Ran?"

"I think he is Da Li's master craftsman!"

"I, I remember that his poetry is also excellent! Could it be that."

"Impossible! Even Su Sheng lost, how can he win? Don't you think I, a Daning literati, didn't lose enough face tonight?!"

"But."

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Some of the discussions on the bank reached Wei Changtian's ears, but some did not.

But he didn't care about these discussions, he just looked at Shen Ran and shook his head slightly.

He was a little confused at the moment.

The fighting poem just now is the first time Wei Changtian has seen the "famous scene of the protagonist pretending".

But to be honest, Shen Ran's deeds, words and deeds, apart from a little arrogance, are far better than this group of scholars who can only yell.

At the beginning, he tried his best to ridicule Shen Ran, but when he saw that his side was invincible, he kept silent.

When Su Wu wrote a good poem, he started to dance again. After losing completely, he refused to admit it, and even killed him to silence him.

Wei Changtian could somewhat understand the "national honor" in their hearts, but just as Xu Qingwan couldn't understand——

What's the point of this self-deceived dignity?

It may be because I am a time traveler and I don’t have the sense of national identity of “I am from Daning”, or it may be because of the value of “willing to gamble and admit defeat” that I have cultivated since childhood.

Wei Changtian was actually unwilling to stand up for such a group of people from the bottom of his heart.

But Shen Ran is one of the sons of Heavenly Dao after all

Stretching out his finger to the dark crowd behind him, Wei Changtian looked at Own with a vigilant face and said softly:

"Be clear in advance."

"What I do next is not for them."

"Just for myself."

Not for them, just for yourself?

Shen Ran couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and didn't understand the meaning.

And there are thousands of Daning literati who also don't understand.

"What does he mean by that?!"

"Hmph! I already said he was Da Li's secret agent!"

"Let's see what he's going to do."

"What's so interesting about this? Is there any good man who practices martial arts? Hurry up and kill that Shen Ran!"

"Exactly! What does that murderer want to do with us?"

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The outrageous discussion sounded again, but Wei Changtian ignored it at all, and just waved his hand to get the nine pieces of paper scattered on the ground into his hand.

Spring sorrow, spring rain, spring night.

Spring flowers, spring plowing, spring birds.

Spring thoughts, spring breeze, spring tide.

Nine notes, nine questions.

Just when everyone including Shen Ran was wondering what Wei Changtian was going to do, an emotionless voice came from the pavilion clearly.

"This word is about spring sorrow."

"Standing in 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."

"I plan to get drunk on Shu Kuang Tu. Singing to wine, strong music is tasteless."

"The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao."

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Wei Changtian casually threw away the note with the word "sorrow" written on it, regardless of the thousands of people who were frozen in place as if struck by lightning, and the nearly thousand golden carp surrounding them that caused a huge wave out of thin air, and continued to act without any emotion. Quickly said:

"This poem is about spring rain."

"The taste of the world is as thin as gauze in the past few years, who will make a horse ride to Jinghua."

"The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty."

"Short paper is slanted to make grass, and the clear window is fine milk to share tea."

"Don't let the wind and dust sigh in plain clothes, as if you can get home in Qingming."

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A song about spring sorrow and a song about spring rain.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the huge Sun Moon Lake was full of people inside and outside, but it seemed to be empty.

At this moment, no one could utter a word, not even an exclamation.

There were only Wei Changtian's almost perfunctory voice, and the golden carp that never stopped from the beginning to the end, fighting back and forth to jump out of the water.

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"The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are there, and the city is full of spring vegetation"

"The lonely sail is far away, the blue sky is gone, only the long river is flowing in the sky"

"The night comes wind and rain, Whispering Colour"

"A glass of wine in white jade, when the green poplars are in March. After a few days of spring breeze, each temple becomes silk"

"The garden is full of spring and cannot be closed, a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall"

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"Last year and today, in this gate, the faces of peach blossoms reflect each other's red."

"The human face doesn't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze"

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With the end of the poem "Spring Breeze", Wei Changtian has memorized eight poems in a very short time.

At this time, everyone's expressions and moods can no longer be described in any words.

If you have to say it, it should be the appearance when you see a fairy.

Pausing for a while, and staring blankly at Own Shen Ran, Wei Changtian's tone became a little solemn for the first time.

There is only one last question left.

It was also Su Wu who lost to Shen Ran - Chunchao.

"This poem is about the spring tide."

"It's called, Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night."

2 in 1~

(end of this chapter)