At this moment, someone finally made a sound, but it was reading the Qilu poem written by Xu Yiluo. ∷∷,

"Open the tent and go to the distant stream, and walk on the fireworks trail. Guests come to the fairy pavilion to relax with cranes, go boating and fish at the pond full of flying gulls.

The platform reflects the green springs, the cold wells are cold, and the moon shines brightly in the ancient forest. Looking back at the four mountains to watch the sunset, nestled in the forest and beside the water, the greenery is long.

This poem makes perfect use of the objects in the painting, the writing is cool and the rhythm is harmonious, and it perfectly interprets the tranquility and tranquility of a fisherman returning home at night. It blends emotions with scenery and scenes. It is truly a masterpiece, but, just

"

"Just what"

As if grasping a life-saving straw, King Pu'anyi shouted loudly, "Speak quickly, if your words are correct, I will be rewarded heavily." As he spoke, he actually pulled the man out of the crowd.

But he is also a young man who looks like a young man wearing Confucian robes.

The young man in Confucian uniform was startled, but was forced by the majestic gaze of King Pu'anyi, so he had to say truthfully, "It's just not a perfect one. With Mr. Gu's level, he shouldn't be able to recognize it, and there is no need to express such emotion.

"

"I knew it, I knew it"

King Pu'anyi suddenly raised his voice, pointed at Xu Yi and said loudly, "I knew you were colluding and working together to deceive me. Wow, you are so brave. You dare to frame me. I think you are tired of living."

"ah"

Yan Zi suddenly screamed, causing everyone to look at her. King Pu'anyi was really about to go crazy. Yan Zi pointed at the seven-character poem on the desk and shouted excitedly, "You read the poem backwards word by word.

"

"ah"

"ah"

"ah"

"ah"

In a blink of an eye, the whole place seemed to be filled with 18,000 ducks, and the sound of yapping came one after another.

King Pu'an Yi also looked intently at the table. He recited in a low voice, "Long green water nestled in the forest, watching the sunset and looking back at the mountains. There was a bright moon in the ancient temple in the secluded forest, and the cold spring in the cold well reflected the blue sky. The gulls flew all over the pond and the fishing boats floated.

"The cranes accompany the celestial beings in the leisure pavilion. I walk up the path with flowers and smoke, and the stream is far away with a canopy open." After reciting the poem, goosebumps suddenly appeared on his back.

"Oh my God. I can actually read it backwards."

The young man in Confucian uniform who was captured by King Pu'anyi opened his mouth and kept talking, "What's even more rare is that when you read it backwards, it actually creates a scene of its own, with beautiful melody and far-reaching artistic conception. Such poems will make you afraid that the gods from heaven will come.

, I must bow down and worship. No, such an immortal poem, I must bow down to it." After saying that, he really knelt down to the ground and bowed three times.

Unconsciously, the whole place was filled with deathly silence. Everyone was looking at Xu Yi in a daze, with the same thought in their mind: Is this still a human being?

Xu Yi remained calm as usual. He cupped his fists at Prince Pu Anyi and said, "Your Majesty, I accept the concession."

King Pu'anyi snorted coldly and said, "With such talent, you should serve the country. I hope you can do it well." He pinched his nose, held back his tears, put on a show, and staggered away.

The Marquis of Anqing was overjoyed. He took Xu Yi's hand and put King Pu'anyi's million gold into Xu Yi's hand. "The name of the Immortal of Poetry is well deserved. Mr. Xu really opened my eyes today. Today's performance is even more exciting."

It has made the association more glorious, I am very grateful."

Before he finished speaking, Lord Anqing's smiling eyes suddenly widened and he shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"

It turned out that the people closest to the case actually reached out and grabbed the calligraphy treasure on the table.

The shout of the Marquis of Anqing not only had no effect, but had the opposite effect.

After being reminded, everyone else rushed towards the case and stretched out their hands to grab the paper.

"Stop, stop, that's mine, stop it all."

Marquis Anqing was going crazy. He shouted so loudly that no one answered him. In an instant, a pile of paper was torn to pieces.

The strange thing is that there are not even fragments left on the ground, and soon countless fragments are lying in countless Sumeru rings.

Marquis Anqing didn't even find a piece of white paper, and he felt regretful and cursed himself for being so stupid.

Mr. Xu's calligraphy is cherished today. In this battle, the glory is far greater than that of the Duke of Chengguo.

Cracking the Absolute of the World, the weird inverted poems, and the novel fonts all have a high degree of freshness.

Marquis Anqing even dared to swear to God that if he could preserve the calligraphy treasure properly and send it to the palace first, he would surely get a huge fortune.

now, now

Hey, just thinking about it brings me to tears.

Xu Yi couldn't care about Anqing Hou's injury. He got a million gold tickets. He was really happy in his heart. He apologized to the devastated Anqing Hou. Regardless of his promise, he pulled Yan Zi and left from the crowd of dancing demons.

He rushed to the right and squeezed out.

Xu Yi knew that for a while, there would be no peace in this hall. At that moment, he led Yan Zi out of the hall and walked towards the Chaoshou Gallery.

I spent a hundred gold to rent a private room and found a soft couch to lie down on, and then I had a moment of peace and quiet.

"Xiao Yan, why are you always staring at me? There's something wrong with my face."

Xu Yi was about to ask Yan Meiren to sit down and rest for a while, but he saw that Yan Zi's beautiful eyes were still fixed on his face.

Yan Zi's pretty face turned red and she was very shy. She lowered her head and said, "I was wondering how the young master's head grew. How could there be such a smart person in the world?"

The thief was embarrassed by the praise, and waved his hand, "But it's a trick, but it can't be true. By the way, since Xiao Yan is not happy staying here, let's go back to Futu Mountain first. I will go back as soon as the auction is over.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten Xiao Yan’s cooking, and the glutton in my belly is rebelling.”

Yan Zi's heart was filled with sweetness after being praised, so she agreed and went out.

Xu Yi said, "No rush, just enjoy it here for a while, all the money has been spent."

Yan Zi said, "I don't like it here, but I feel at home in Futu Mountain." But she said in her heart, "Young master, you don't know that being able to cook for you is Yan Zi's greatest enjoyment."

After Yan Zi left, Xu Yi rested here alone. Outside the floating window, there were green bridges, embankments, and willow curtains woven with smoke. His thoughts gradually drifted into the distance with the beautiful scenery, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, and Xu Yi opened his eyes, knowing that the auction was about to begin.

Xu Yi went out, rewarded the attendant in charge of the wake-up service with a gold coin, and then walked towards the hall. He walked to the corner of the verandah, stopped, and secretly thought about how to enter without showing off, but he saw everyone in the hall, all

They all cover their faces, and the things that cover their faces are all kinds of strange.

Xu Yi felt relieved, called out a bamboo hat, and put it on his head.

As soon as he entered, hundreds of people poured into the hall from all directions at any time. Each person supported a distinguished guest and walked towards various corridors.

Such tricks were naturally familiar to Xu Yi, who had participated in many auctions.

Soon, he was led by a pretty maid into a dark room, changed into a dark blouse, listened to the auction rules, and then, led by the pretty maid, walked towards the corridor on the other floor.

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Chapter completed!