Book of the Heavens

Chapter 188
"It's strange, it's not the first time that the Four Great Talents in Jiangnan have come to this place, why have we never seen this library before?" a fat man said.

Then, a thin man also said: "Strange, I just came here yesterday, there is no such place!"

The two who spoke were none other than Zhu Zhishan, who ranked second among the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, and Wen Zhengming, who ranked the third. size.

However, because they are all literati, and the previous court "worshiped the master" was too violent, they all call each other by "surname" plus the word "brother", and they don't know how to call each other big brother, second brother, or third brother.

In fact, except for Tang Bohu, the first of the four great talents, and Zhu Zhishan, the second talented person, the relationship between the others is not too good.

Being as close as a brother is not counted as a bad friend.

At this time, the four bad friends had nothing to do and were traveling around the mountains and rivers. During the process, they saw the "Library of the Heavens" that they had never seen before, and walked in.

"Whether he has it or not, since he's here, let's take a look." Tang Bohu, the head of the four great talents, said, and walked into the library.In the next moment, he was dumbfounded. Standing in front of the "literature" bookshelf, he said with an unbelievable expression: "The Analects written by Confucius and his disciples? Is this fake? 'Duan Ge Xing' written by Cao Cao himself , and the Great Seal of the King of Wei? "Xia Ke Xing" written by the poet Li Bai himself, also has martial arts, how is this possible?"

He is completely stupid.

Tang Bohu never imagined that in this life, he would still be able to see those things.

"It's fake, it's definitely fake." Zhu Zhishan glanced at it and said, "Brother Tang, you see that Confucius's handwriting is ugly, even worse than mine. He is considered Mao's Kong Sage? And his disciples and disciples and grandchildren, the handwriting is very similar. An ugly one, if they can write "The Analects of Confucius", an old sow can climb a tree!"

Then, Wen Zhengming also said: "Cao Cao's poems are even more fake. They are actually written on paper. It is still such a good paper. Did it exist in the Three Kingdoms period?"

"The most fake is the chivalrous line. The style of writing is a mess. It doesn't look like regular script or cursive script. It's like a ghost drawing talisman. How could Shixian write such bad characters?" Xu Zhenqing said, looking at Yang Hao, and said: "To be honest Yes, brother, your idea is quite good, but at least it looks a little bit more similar, you can’t make a high imitation, but you can make a low imitation, this is completely wrong, how can you use it to deceive people?”

Yang Hao: "..."

Mom sells batches, all of this is true, what a fool?
However, the three of Zhu Zhishan didn't know the stuff, but Tang Bohu did. He shook his head and said, "No, at least half of these things are true. For example, "Xia Ke Xing", although the font is strange, it contains profound and superior martial arts, and it is not a master of calligraphy. It is absolutely impossible to write—the writer is comparable to me in calligraphy, far superior to me in martial arts, such a person with both civil and military skills, there is really only one Li Bai in history!"

"Really?" Zhu Zhishan said in astonishment.

"It's more real than real gold." Tang Bohu said: "You can think about it, looking at the past, present and future, how many people are there who surpass me in literary talent and elegance?"

These words are very narcissistic, but in fact, they are the truth.

If you comment on the top writers in history, Wang Xizhi who wrote, Li Bai who wrote poetry, Tang Bohu who painted, Lu Xun who talked... It seems that something strange has been mixed in, but it doesn't matter, the meaning is just that.

All in all, Tang Bohu can really be compared with Li Bai, Wang Xizhi, Lu Xun and others.

"Cao Cao's handwriting is also true. Throughout the ages, there have been many heroes and literati, but Cao Cao is the only one who can write the heroic ambitions of handwriting into words. No one can imitate the handwriting of the 'King of Wei'! " Tang Bohu said again.

Hearing this, the expressions of the other three people immediately became serious.

They are not fake, but they all have real talents and learning, and they are not stupid. They know what "Authentic Works of Li Bai" and "Authentic Works of Cao Cao" mean.

"Who are you?" Tang Bohu asked.

"Me? A time traveler." Yang Hao smiled and said, "My hobby and job is to collect the works of ancient and modern celebrities and keep them in my library. Therefore, I have original works of Lao Tzu, Confucius and others here. There are also authentic works by Cao Cao, Zhuge Liang, Li Bai and others. In the future, there will also be authentic works by the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, especially Tang Bohu.”

Hearing this, the four of them were taken aback.

"Now, I suddenly want to write a poem, but I only think of one sentence, what should I do?" Wen Zhengming said suddenly.

Then, Zhu Zhishan also said: "What a coincidence? Me too."

"It's the same." Xu Zhenqing said.

"Then, one sentence per person?" Tang Bohu said.

Then, the "classic" poem in the original book came out: a group of geese at the foot of the mountain, booing and chasing down the river, falling into the river to catch the geese to cure their hunger, and going home to play with their wives after eating.

Just like in the original book, Tang Bohu laughed maniacally.

"Why is Brother Tang so crazy?" Wen Zhengming said.

"He's always been like this, don't worry about it." Zhu Zhishan said, looked at Yang Hao, and said, "Curator, how about the poems we wrote? Give us an evaluation!"

Hearing this, Yang Hao thought about it for a while, and gave an evaluation: good poem, very good.

This evaluation obviously cannot satisfy the four people.

"The poems written by our four great talents are of course good poems. Your evaluation is too ordinary." Zhu Zhishan said: "Even if we are not as good as Li Bai and Du Fu, we can still be named Bai Juyi, right? How can the simple word 'good' describe it?"

Yang Hao: "..."

This Zhu Zhishan's literary talents are not very good, and he is narcissistic, which is really enough.

In the end, he ordered "wet" and "kidney".

"It's so wet, the kidneys are good? It's wonderful!" Tang Bohu suddenly recovered from his madness, and said, "It's so fresh and refined, and the words speak the truth in the world, my little brother admires it."

Then, Zhu Zhishan also said: "With these four words alone, you can become the fifth talented person in the south of the Yangtze River!"

Yang Hao: "..."

Fuck your uncle "the fifth talented person in the south of the Yangtze River", besides Tang Bohu, who is still a normal person, what the hell are the other three of you?

However, even though he was complaining in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, and said, "Come on, leave a little pen and ink as a souvenir! I can guarantee that as long as you keep it, even people who are thousands of years later will be able to see it." arrive."

Several people were immediately moved and began to write.

Tang Bohu finished writing first, and after putting down his pen, he asked: "Curator, I saw the profound martial arts from that book "Xia Ke Xing Xing". I wonder if you can lend me a few days to read it and study the martial arts?"

Hearing this, Yang Hao nodded and said, "Of course."

After masturbating Tang Bohu, he has gained a lot, so naturally he doesn't mind lending Tang Bohu the Knight's Walk.

Then, the two chatted a few more words, and Shen Ning suddenly passed the membership card and said to Yang Hao: "Where are you? Come and help me. I fought with a mortal, and her horse was faster than mine. I chased No way!"

Yang Hao: "???"

(End of this chapter)