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Chapter 209 Broken You Shocking Poem【7000 Subscriptions】

Seeing that Ning Chen didn't understand, Bai Yaoyao explained to Ning Chen through voice transmission: "Their bamboo slips look ordinary, but actually there are interlayers inside. Although the interlayer is also bamboo, it is red bamboo."

"Red bamboo is a very special material. In addition to storing talent, it also has another function, which is to record the soul."

After listening to Bai Yaoyao's explanation, Ning Chen found that the Qin family not only wanted to prostitute talent for nothing, but also wanted to add a positioning device to him.

"It's quite fun to play, but after such a long time, no one has noticed?" Ning Chen felt that no one had noticed all this time, and it was really a bit strange.

Bai Yaoyao continued to voice her guess, saying: "I don't think anyone has discovered it, maybe it's because the red bamboo itself is rare.

Red bamboo does not exist in the thirteen states of the human race. It is a unique bamboo that grows in the demon race.

Even in the Yaozu side, there are not many people who know the existence of Chizhu.

Secondly, the Chizhu Qin family is not mixed in as a whole.

They split the whole piece of red bamboo into thin bamboo strands.

Then the bamboo threads are filled in according to the original texture of ordinary bamboo. "

It is rare in the first place, and coupled with such a delicate operation, it is really not easy to be discovered.

"Senior Sister, is there a way to reveal it?" Ning Chen asked Bai Yaoyao via voice transmission.

"Yes." Bai Yaoyao gave Ning Chen an affirmative answer.

There is a way, but now is obviously not the time.

Now everyone's emotions are not in place. To reveal the truth of the matter, it must be revealed under the condition of emotions. Only then will it be truly lethal.

Revealed now, although it will also cause destructive power.

But the effect will not be the best.

"This is the text passed down to the world, three feet of Wenhua!"

When Ning Chen and Bai Yaoyao were talking, someone exclaimed.

Ning Chen turned his head to look, and saw a three-foot Wenhua shot straight out of a bamboo slip.

Writing articles with awe-inspiring righteousness will naturally produce Wenhua.

Wenhua will not be affected by the strength of his cultivation.

Only the quality of the article itself can affect Wenhua.

Articles or poems, the higher the quality.

Wenhua is naturally stronger.

Generally speaking, articles written by three feet of Wenhua are already qualified to spread to the world.

Wenhua over six feet can be regarded as handed down, which means that no matter how the dynasties change, such articles can be passed down from generation to generation. .

Wenhua reaching nine feet can be regarded as a world-shocking article. Such articles, poems and songs have great influence no matter in any era.

At the same time, such shocking articles often have a great educational effect.

As for Wenhua exceeding nine feet, it exists in a separate file, which belongs to the article of the holy level.

The poems that Ning Chen made before are all saint-level poems.

So Ning Chen really didn't pay attention to the mere three feet.

But a literary meeting can produce such an article.

It can be seen that the Qin family's subordinates have already recruited a group of real reading seeds.

These real seeds of reading can not only open up territory for the Qin family when the Qin family rebels.

After the Qin family succeeds in ascending to power, they can also govern the world for the Qin family.

Obviously, the Qin family had already prepared for all this a long time ago.

Seeing the appearance of Sanchi Wenhua, everyone thought that the winner of this literary fair had already appeared.

It is not difficult to write articles with Wenhua, but it is very difficult to achieve Wenhua.

Even if there are so many scholars gathered here, not everyone can write a good article with three feet of Wenhua.

Just when everyone felt that the article would be over and ready for the next project.

Suddenly, the light in the entire hall suddenly went dark.

All the candles were burning in the hall, so it was obviously impossible to suddenly darken it.

So it must be because of the appearance of other brighter light sources, which made everyone have such an illusion.

"Nine-foot Wenhua, a world-shocking article!"

Someone exclaimed.

Ning Chen looked over, and it really did not exceed Ning Chen's expectations.

It was none other than Qin Long who came last to write the Nine Foot Wenhua, the world-shocking article.

Seeing such a scene, Ning Chen was not surprised at all.

The Qin family has put in so much effort, if they can't win the first place steadily, the Qin family will be too useless.

Under the light of the nine-foot Wenhua, the three-foot Wenhua just now looked much dimmer.

The nine-foot mandarin flower lingered in the hall for a long time before it slowly dissipated.

After Wenhua dissipated, everyone was able to see the poems left on the bamboo slips.

"Liyu Fanglin is facing Gaoge, the new clothes are beautiful and high-quality."

"Yinghu Ningjiao didn't come in at first, and greeted her with a smile when she came out."

"The face of a demon girl is like flowers with dew, and the stream of yushu shines in the backyard."

"Flowers don't bloom and fall for a long time, and when they fall red, they return to silence."

Everyone looked at the nine-foot text, as if a stunning enchantress appeared in front of them, walking through the back garden of the palace, the beautiful scenery made people overjoyed and at the same time swayed their hearts.

Fortunately, at this time, there was a righteous aura covering the entire hall.

All the Confucian scholars who had shaken their minds regained their sobriety in an instant.

After regaining consciousness, all the Confucian scholars bowed their hands to Qin Long and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

Qin Long hurriedly returned the salute and said, "It's fine if you don't blame Qin. I wrote this poem just because I invited Fairy Ye. I didn't expect that there would be a soul attack in it."

Facing Qin Long's apologetic reply, a scholar immediately said: "Mr. Qin, how can you blame Mr. Qin for this matter.

Nine-foot Wenhua's world-shocking writing has some special abilities, which is a matter of nature.

Besides, we were able to witness the shocking article today, so such a trivial matter is nothing to worry about. "

"Yes, yes. To be able to witness the world-shocking article, Mr. Qin should not care about these small things."

Facing everyone's tolerance, Qin Long bowed his hands humbly again and said, "Thank you for your generosity."

"Mr. Qin, you just said that your poem was born because of Fairy Ye's feelings, so the stunning beauty implied in this article is Fairy Ye." After such an episode, someone thought of Qin Long's words and booed Said.

Facing this uproar, Qin Long first bowed his hands to everyone, and then turned to Ye Ling and said, "Fairy Ye, don't blame me, I don't have any other meaning in writing this poem. It's purely out of feeling."

Ye Ling's voice came out from under the bamboo hat like a silver bell: "How could my family blame Mr. Qin. Mr. Qin described my family with shocking words, and my family should be grateful."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, he gave Qin Long a blessing.

"Fairy Ye doesn't blame Qin."

In everything, Qin Long did it politely, so that no one could see that he had any distracting thoughts.

But Ning Chen could see clearly that this time, the Qin family obviously planned to use this shocking article as a betrothal gift to marry Ye Ling.

Completely bind their Qin family and Yun Chi family together.

Of course, such a betrothal gift must be enough.

The shocking articles written by the Confucianism cultivators of this world are not just catchy, they can help Ye Ling spread his reputation.

Write people's shocking articles like this, once they are sent out.When fighting, it has a direct bonus to combat power.

Just like Ning Chen's previous Flying General of Dragon City, it directly improved Li Xiaozi's combat power by a rank.

And this increase in combat power will continue to increase in the same proportion as your cultivation level increases.

Until your combat power reaches the limit of this poem's promotion, there will no longer be any promotion effect.

At the same time, all the articles that have been passed down from generation to generation have been recognized by Confucianism.

With such an article by your side, it will be much easier to practice Confucianism.

Especially for the Yaozu, many Yaozu can become Yaozu because of the help of great scholars to enlighten their wisdom.

Therefore, having Confucian articles beside you will also greatly increase your energy.

In short, this shocking poem is completely enough as a dowry gift.

What's more, according to what Bai Yaoyao told Ning Chen, this Ye Ling is just a sixth-rank monster clan.

The shocking poem is matched with the sixth-rank monster clan, rich and abundant.

Even if Ye Ling had a higher status among the Yunchi clan, that would be enough.

After all, the Yunchi family was brilliant in the Zhou Dynasty.But in the current Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom, they are not considered to be such a brilliant monster clan.

"Mr. Qin, I suddenly feel that there is a piece of music that goes well with this poem. If Mr. Qin does not give up, I want to go down and prepare. I will perform this poem for Mr. Qin today." Ye Ling took the initiative. Said.

When Qin Long heard this, he immediately became overjoyed, and said, "It's Qin's good fortune to have Fairy Ye perform it herself. Then Fairy Ye will have to thank you."

Ye Ling gave another blessing and said, "My family, let's go down and get ready."

Qin Long stopped Ye Ling and said, "Fairy Ye is not busy. We still have an astonishingly talented person here who hasn't written any poems. It's too late for Fairy Ye to make a decision after reading his poems."

"Mr. Qin has already made a world-shattering article, how can anyone surpass Mr. Qin." Ye Lingjiao said with a smile.

Qin Long directly locked his eyes on Ning Chen, and said: "The number one scholar in the Wu Dynasty Lianzhong Sanyuan, the current right servant of the Sanbu, and the head of the Baijia Academy, Master Ning Chen, has such an amazing talent. "

Following Qin Long's words, Ye Ling also looked at Ning Chen who was sitting by the window.

There were many people in the hall before, and Ye Ling didn't see Ning Chen.

At this moment, according to Qin Long's guidance, he saw Ning Chen's true face.

Ye Ling couldn't help feeling a thought.

"What a handsome human race!" Ye Ling sighed in his heart.

Compared with Ning Chen, Qin Long's so-called good appearance is much worse.

But the veiled woman sitting opposite Ning Chen made Ye Ling feel very uncomfortable and unhappy.

A good man like Ning Chen, except for her, Ye Ling, is worthy of him.That kind of ordinary woman deserves it there.

Of course, it was mainly because Bai Yaoyao completely restrained her aura.

If Bai Yaoyao let out her breath, Ye Ling would have to kneel down now.

Ye Ling stared at Ning Chen without moving. Although separated by the bamboo hat, Qin Long still sensed it.

This made Qin Long very upset.

According to the agreement between the Qin family and the Yunzhi clan, this Ye Ling can be regarded as his unmarried wife.

As a result, the one who was staring at the other man couldn't even move.

"Lord Ning, didn't you say that the Wu Dynasty respected and supported both Confucianism and literati? If you have such respect, you should think that Lord Ning's ability to make a fuss should not be bad.

I haven't written for such a long time, does Master Ning don't know what to write, or does he disdain to communicate with us? "Qin Long directly directed the flames of war to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen smiled lightly, and said: "Since Miss Ye has already thought up a song for you. You can let her go down and prepare first."

Qin Long stopped Ning Chen, and said, "It's not busy, Mr. Ning, your poems haven't come out yet, what if you can write better, Mr. Ning?"

Just as Qin Long finished speaking, someone from the underground spoke up and spoke for Ning Chen: "Mr. Qin, your article is already shocking, unless it is a holy article.

Otherwise, it is impossible to exceed.

Lord Ning had already admitted defeat by letting Fairy Ye go down to prepare first.

Why does Mr. Qin have to press so hard? "

Such a voice is not for Ning Chen's good.

On the contrary it is pure irony.

Although Ning Chen had written some saint-level poems, they were not widely disseminated, so they were detained by Wu Zhao.

Secondly, Qingzhou's cultural circle is relatively closed.They don't know many things that happened in Fengjing.

If they had known that Ning Chen had written poetry at the level of a saint, they would not have said so.

But Ning Chen doesn't care about these things,

How arrogant these people are now, how much their faces will hurt later.

"Master Ning, is it really as everyone said? If it's true, then I won't feel sorry for Master Ning." Qin Long said to Ning Chen playfully.

Ning Chen smiled, and said, "Although you hope so, it's really not the case. The reason why I let Miss Ye go down to prepare is because the poem I'm going to write later is also related to Miss Ye."

When Ye Ling heard that the poem written by Ning Chen was also related to him, his eyes lit up immediately, and he asked eagerly, "Did Master Ning also write a poem for the slave family?"

Just as Ning Chen was about to nod his head, he felt the murderous aura behind him.

Ning Chen quickly sent a voice transmission to Bai Yaoyao, saying: "Senior sister, wait until you finish reading my poem, and then you decide whether you want to kill me or not."

"Humph!"

Bai Yaoyao snorted lightly, restraining her murderous aura towards Ning Chen.

Although Ye Ling was completely unaware of Bai Yaoyao's threat to Ning Chen just now.

But relying on a woman's sixth sense, she still felt Bai Yaoyao's threat to Ning Chen.

The pupils hidden under the bamboo hat shrank suddenly, revealing vicious snake pupils.

Ye Ling secretly decided in his heart that he must find a chance to kill Bai Yaoyao later.

Since Ning Chen has fallen in love with herself, she must not let anyone share it with her.

After comforting Bai Yaoyao, Ning Chen nodded and said to Ye Ling: "It's true, so I invite Miss Ye, and you must prepare well later."

With joy and anticipation in Ye Ling's tone, he promised: "My family will definitely prepare well."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, he took the maid behind him and went to the back to prepare.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall became even more dignified.

No one expected that Ning Chen would be so stubborn.

It's fine to write a poem, and this poem is actually for Ye Ling.

In this way, wouldn't it be equivalent to directly tearing Qin Long apart?
Qin Long looked at Ning Chen with gloomy eyes, and said, "When does Master Ning plan to start writing?"

Ning Chen said in a calm manner: "No hurry, no hurry. I will write this poem when Miss Xiaye is ready."

After speaking, Ning Chen sat down again and drank tea slowly.

As a person who has read a lot of poetry and books, Qin Long certainly couldn't lose his dignity at this time.

So no matter how much dissatisfaction and hatred there was in his heart, he still maintained his demeanor and said: "Then Qin will wait and see."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "Okay."

Ning Chen was not idle while drinking tea, but asked Bai Yaoyao's voice transmission: "Senior sister, is there also red bamboo on the bamboo slips that Qin Long left poems on?"

Bai Yaoyao replied via voice transmission: "Yes."

Ning Chen replied: "As long as it has it, I'm really worried that it doesn't have it."

Bai Yaoyao frowned beautifully, and asked Ning Chen, "What are you going to do?"

Ning Chen smiled mysteriously, turned a trick to Bai Yaoyao's voice transmission, and said, "Of course I want my senior sister to see my poetry writing skills. Wait for senior sister, you just watch a good show."

Although Bai Yaoyao didn't know what medicine was sold in Ning Chen's gourd, but out of reassurance for Ning Chen, Bai Yaoyao didn't say anything.

At the same time, Ning Chen discovered that an event selection was triggered on his side.

This is also true, after all, it is a matter of the country, and there is nothing wrong with the choice of triggering events.

【Event selection】

[One, if you can't compose holy poems, get 100 points of [Loyalty], and then get all evaluations related to the event, which will automatically be converted into corresponding reputation points. 】

[Second, you make holy poems and get 100 points of [Ning], and then get all the evaluations related to the event, which will automatically be converted into corresponding reputation points]

Looking at the choice of events in front of him, Ning Chen thought about it, and finally figured out why he couldn't make a holy poem this time.

Because of his identity, that is, his camp belongs to the Wu Dynasty.

Writing holy poems by oneself is tantamount to blocking the Qin family's rebellion.

And such a circuit breaking behavior is very likely to cause the Qin family to launch a rebellion in advance.

So if I really make holy poems, I should really be considered [Ning].

The world is in chaos, and the state government is rebelling. This is indeed a [singer].

If this is the case, Ning Chen hopes that the Qin family can really rebel in advance.

In this way, those in the imperial court who feel that Ning Chen has done something wrong will also provide Ning Chen with some points.

While there is still a period of time for settlement, Ning Chen can definitely reap a big harvest.

After choosing [Ning], Ning Chen waited quietly for Ye Ling's performance.

After about a cup of tea, a flower boat without a shed slowly appeared on the river.

On the flower boat, it was Ye Ling who had finished changing clothes.

At this time, Ye Ling who had gone to the bamboo hat, Ning Chen had just seen her face clearly.

The face shape is a standard snake face, but it matches her facial features, but there is nothing discordant.

Beauty is beautiful, but it will give people a feeling of poisonous beauty.

This point is completely incomparable with my good senior sister.

Bai Yaoyao glanced at Ning Chen, and said via voice transmission: "You don't need to share your thoughts and activities with me through voice transmission."

Ning Chen chuckled and said, "Aren't I afraid that Senior Sister will misunderstand you?"

Just when Ning Chen felt very happy, Ye Ling's singing came from the flower boat on the water.

Without looking at people or considering positions.

Ye Ling's singing voice can bear the evaluation of the sound of nature.

However, when taking into account the standpoint and people, Ning Chen can only give four words of evaluation: the sound of mischief.

Ye Ling had already spoken, and Qin Long said to Ning Chen again: "Master Ning, you are ready now."

After hearing Qin Long's words, Ning Chen stood up and said, "In this situation, I should recite a poem."

Ning Chen's exaggerated opening remarks directly made many Confucian scholars who were expecting Ning Chen have no expectations for Ning Chen.

Ning Chen walked up to the shocking poem that Qin Long had just made, and was about to leave his own article on it.

Seeing that Ning Chen was about to strike, Qin Long called out to stop Ning Chen: "Master Ning, what do you mean? I have already taken this bamboo slip. If Master Ning needs bamboo slips, my Qin family has some?"

Ning Chen stopped, looked at Qin Long and asked, "Did your Qin family stipulate that only one poem can be left on a bamboo slip?"

"Of course not."

Ning Chen said: "That's it, anyway, it's all about comparison, it's better to compare them together, it's more intuitive."

Ning Chen's words instantly made Qin Long's face look angry.

Then the people present, after being stunned for a moment, felt their blood flow a little faster.

It is definitely the most intuitive to compare two poems on a bamboo slip.

At the same time, the Wenhua of the two poems will also directly confront each other.

This is a true duel of poetry.

It is the most direct way for literati to compete.

Seeing this, Qin Long said with a gloomy expression: "Since Master Ning insists on this, then please invite Master Ning."

Ning Chen smiled freely, and then directly wrote on the bamboo slips with awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Smoke cages cold water and moon cages sand, and moored in Qinhuai at night near the restaurant."

After Ning Chen finished writing the first chapter, the people below couldn't help but read it.

"The scene in the first sentence is already amazing.

Such a sentence even if I am not there, I can still think of the scene at this moment just by relying on this poem. "

"The most important thing is that this kind of narrative poem, written with such an artistic conception, is definitely top-notch."

"If you just look at two sentences, at least it is a shocking work."

Looking at the first two sentences of Ning Chen, Qin Long had to admit that Ning Chen's literary talent was indeed extraordinary.

Ning Chen's reputation really wasn't something to brag about.

Ning Chen ignored the comments of those below, and continued to write down.

"Zhou's daughter doesn't know the hatred of subjugation, but she still sings flowers in the backyard across the river."

The last two sentences are written, and everyone has not had time to see clearly.

The culture above the poems rushed upwards quickly.

"Six feet, a poem handed down from generation to generation."

"Nine feet, a shocking poem!"

"Another shocking poem!"

"No, no, Wenhua has no intention of stopping at all, it is still continuing to break through!"

"Could it be that this is going to break through nine feet and reach the level of sage poetry?"

"But there is still a shocking poem on it."

There is indeed a shocking poem on it, but Ning Chen's poem is so elegant, it seems that he doesn't feel the pressure at all.

Very easily smashed the shocking poem made by Qin Long.

So far, on the bamboo slips, there is only one poem by Ning Chen.

"A shocking poem has been crushed!"

No one expected that this would be the result.

Everyone looked at Qin Long, and Qin Long's face was obviously pale.

This belongs to the backlash after the poetry was forced.

For example, when this kind of crushing occurs, it is not just crushing a poem.

At the same time, this also means that the traces left by this shocking poem on Confucianism and Taoism have been completely erased.

Such poems will no longer appear in the future, and even if you want to write them down, you won’t be able to write them down.

Even when you go to recall it, you will find that it is a blank.

All traces of the holy way have been erased, that is, it has completely disappeared.

For example, Ye Ling, who is on the flower boat at the moment, who is singing the lyrics, suddenly finds that he can't remember what lyrics he wants to sing.

Even the musicians who accompanied Ye Ling also found that they didn't know how to proceed.

No matter how much they think about it, they can't remember what they want to perform at this moment.

Ye Ling quickly calmed down,

Ye Ling turned his gaze to Ting Yuxuan on the opposite side, only to see that Ting Yuxuan was in full bloom at this time.

This brightness has far surpassed the brightness of Qin Long's previous shocking poems.

"boom!"

With a roar, Wen Hua in Ting Yuxuan appeared on the roof of Ting Yuxuan.

Looking at the large piece of Wenhua covered, Ye Ling's body softened, and he slumped on the flower boat, and said in a low voice: "Baili Wenhua, this is a poem of a saint! This is a poem of a saint! "

There is only one file of sage poetry, and it is here alone.

For poems and articles below the saint level, Wenhua is calculated according to the ruler.

But when it comes to the saint level, it is calculated according to miles.

Not only Ye Ling found out that this is a poem of the saint level, but also all the Confucian scholars in Ting Yuxuan.

But at this moment they were completely dumbfounded.

Ye Ling, who was sitting paralyzed on the flower boat, suddenly came back to his senses, and then hurriedly said to the boatman: "Go back, go back."

"Miss, what's the matter?" the servant girl came up and asked.

Ye Ling was excited, and said eagerly: "This is a poem written by Master Ning for me, a poem at the level of a saint, written for me."

After Ye Ling said this, the maid also remembered it.

Ning Chen did say it before his lady came out.This poem is a poem written for their lady.

"Go back! Go back quickly!" The servant girl also anxiously told the boatman.

The boatman could only shake desperately towards the pier.

At this moment, in Ting Yuxuan, all the members of the Qin family were pale.

There is no need to entangle this round, it is directly defeated.

On the contrary, the Confucian scholars in the hall are not concerned about winning or losing now.

What they wanted to see more was what was written in the last two sentences.

After waiting for a while, the light of Wenhua finally dissipated.

Everyone also saw clearly what was written in the last two sentences.

It's just that after seeing clearly what was written above, everyone's expressions became weirder and weirder.

Bai Yaoyao repeated the last two sentences written by Ning Chen, and couldn't help but chuckled.

"Senior sister, can my poem be saved from being beaten?" Ning Chen asked Bai Yaoyao via voice transmission.

　Change first and then change, everyone help catch bugs. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)