The strongest battle spirit system

Chapter 38 Be a cloud in the western sky【Seeking a reward】

Mr. Han and Mr. Liu were taken aback, and thought to themselves: You haven't got the ten thousand gold by stepping on the horse, and you are insulting you by stepping on the horse, who are you bluffing?
However, the two of them just thought about it in their hearts, but they wouldn't say that in their mouths.

"Brother Tang, calm down, calm down, it's all our fault, brother Tang, please give us a chance to redeem ourselves!" Mr. Han quickly stepped forward to stop Lin Xi, and apologized with earnest words.

"Okay, then it depends on your sincerity." Lin Xi had a serious expression on his face, but he was secretly laughing in his heart, fighting with your brother Xi to see if I will kill you all.

"How about this! The plum blossom fan in Mr. Han's hand is a gift from the current king, and it is of extraordinary value. I will use this plum blossom fan as a bet. I wonder what Brother Tang thinks?"

"Okay!" Lin Xi agreed straight away. He had been eyeing this guy's plum blossom fan for a long time, and estimated a value through the system, which can be exchanged for two high-level spirit stones.

"I don't know what our Mr. Liu is willing to offer? Don't want to make Brother Tang unhappy!" Mr. Han sneered.

"My surname is Han, don't think that you are the only one who has the gift of the king, today I will take out this eight-treasure universe mirror as a note." After speaking, Mr. Liu took out a mirror from his bosom.

Lin Xi heard that the name seemed to be the existence of Hang Zhatian, but when he turned his head, he realized that this thing was just a magnifying glass, and it made people's blood boil.

That's all, that's all, a magnifying glass is a magnifying glass!

Lin Xi is not a picky person, so let's just suffer a little bit!

"Okay, let's start!" Lin Xi smiled.

"Okay, I don't know how Brother Tang wants to match the poem?" Mr. Han said.

"Tang is not talented. He once knew a friend who could compose a poem in seven steps. The lady said well before that 'the world is full of fragrance in April'. Since it is spring, we should take spring as the theme and compose it in seven steps. A poem, what do you two think?"

"Seven steps into poetry."

"Swish"

Mr. Han closed the folding fan in his hand, and said with eloquence, "Okay, brother Tang's proposal is very good. It's wonderful, it's wonderful."

"Since you both agree, I, Liu, have no objection."

"Then invite Mr. Han and Mr. Liu to come first, please." Lin Xi pretended to be courteous there, but she was already preparing to start collecting rewards in a while.

The moment Lin Xi finished saying "please", Mr. Han beside him took a step.

In the first step, the expressions of everyone under the round platform suddenly changed.

"how can that be?"

"Doesn't he even have to think about it?"

"Mr. Han is really talented. His reputation as the number one son of the Zhao Kingdom is truly well-deserved!"

At this moment, what no one noticed was that the maid who sent the invitation letter to Lin Xi earlier returned to the Piaoxiang Building.

Mr. Han tapped his palm lightly, a flash of agility flashed in his eyes, he took the second step again, and recited: "Osmanthus fragrans fall in leisure."

After pondering for a moment, he lowered his head slightly and took the third step, "The night is quiet, the spring mountains are empty."

Immediately afterwards, the fourth step and the fifth step were taken one after another: "The moon rises to startle the birds."

There were still two steps left, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Mr. Han's last sentence.

This Mr. Han is indeed talented, he took two steps in a row, and the moment he took the seventh step, the last sentence "Shiming Chunjian" followed closely.

"Clap clap clap."

At the same time, the audience burst into warm applause and cheers.

As soon as the poem was finished, a figure quickly ran out of Piaoxiang Building, carrying a note that wrote the poem, and headed towards a carriage parked outside the building.

Not long after, the three maidservants returned to the Piaoxiang Building together.

At this time, the Piaoxiang Building became quiet again. Mr. Liu quickly took the first step under the watchful eyes of the public, with a song "I don't feel that the spring is deep, and an inch of time is an inch of gold. It's not a Taoist who came to make me laugh. Zhou Qing and Confucius are pursuing." The creation is completed.

Mr. Liu, like Mr. Han before him, won warm applause.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Xi.

Lin Xi seemed to be born in response to the current situation, and under the attention of everyone, she took the first step.

He gently shook his fan, looked up to the sky and smiled and said: "The rain hits the pear blossoms and closes the door, forgetting youth, and missing youth. Who cares about pleasure? The soul is ecstasy under the flowers, and the soul is ecstasy under the moon. Sorrow gathers and brows frown day by day. , Thousands of crying marks, ten thousand points of crying marks. Look at the sky at dawn and look at the clouds at dusk, think of you when you walk, and miss you when you sit."

The moment the last word fell, the hearts of everyone in the audience stopped suddenly, their pupils shrank sharply, and they looked at Lin Xi on the stage in disbelief.

This... This is not a poem, he actually composed a poem directly.

Also Nima is one word at a time.

Perverted!

Wocao, is this Tang Bohu still riding a horse?
The atmosphere froze suddenly, and the air seemed to be frozen.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be aggressive, and has been rewarded with ten battle spirit points."

Just when everyone was still thinking about Lin Xi's poem just now, Lin Xi didn't stop at all, and immediately took the second step.

"A moment in the spring night is worth a thousand gold, the flowers have fragrance and the moon has shade.

The sound of singing pipes on the building and the platform is thin, and the swing courtyard is dark at night. "

"Wo Cao, isn't it, the second step of the exit is a seven-character quatrain."

Everyone gasped, including Young Master Han and Young Master Liu beside them.

third step----

"The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the spring is fading. Don't lean on the railing alone. There are infinite mountains and rivers. It's easy to see when you don't, and it's hard to see when you don't. When the water falls and the flowers go, the spring is gone. It's heaven and earth."

the fourth step----

"The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

Tears are splashed when feeling, and I hate goodbye and startle.

The flames lasted three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold.

"

Steps five and six follow.

There is love in the poem, and tears in the love.

While Lin Xi was reciting, he deeply infected everyone's emotions.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded. They had never seen such a talented person before.

Undoubtedly, today in Zhao State, and even the entire land of Dongzhou, will be recorded in the annals of history, and the name Tang Bohu will also be praised forever.

The seventh step, which is the last step, everyone is waiting eagerly, waiting for Lin Xi to saturate their ears with another wonderful poem.

Lin Xi did not disappoint them, he waved the fan lightly in his hand, and suddenly the breeze was blowing on his face, and he took this last step gracefully.

"Time has always been limited, and it is easy to ecstasy when it is easy to say goodbye, and there is no frequent resignation at the feast of wine and songs.

The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of you. "

The words are full of artistic conception, all of which can arouse people's deepest truths. Everyone wandered in it, and even forgot to applaud.

Young Master Han and Young Master Liu's thoughts were still echoing in Lin Xi's previous poems, their eyes were dull and unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

But he has already left.

walk away gently,
as gently as he came;
He waved gently,

Farewell to the clouds of the western sky.

　The jelly in these chapters is written very slowly, and I am writing very seriously, asking for the support of local tyrants.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)