Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginn

Since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in ancient times, there has been a shadow of Confucianism. From the emperor's abdication to brother-in-law succession, to sons inheriting their father's legacy, Confucianism and Taoism etiquette have also been slowly progressing in these long years.

It was not until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period that Confucianism and Taoism came to the fore in the contention of hundreds of schools of thought. Later, the emperors of the Han Dynasty deposed all schools of thought and only respected Confucianism. This became the cornerstone of the Central Plains dynasty. The war poetry system undoubtedly occupies a very important position in the entire Confucianism and Taoism.

The conditions for the formation of war poetry are undoubtedly extremely demanding, and the most critical point is to empathize with the situation. Without this point, no matter how well your poetry is written, no matter how gorgeous your words and sentences are, even if it is written by the reincarnation of Wenquxing, it cannot be called a war poem.

There are millions of scholars in the world, but the vast majority of Confucian scholars will never be able to write a single war poem in their entire life, and will linger in the Fifth Rank Bianyan realm until their death.

The poems written by Li Nuo are definitely at the level of war poetry! After all, the poems he carried have been baptized by the long river of history, and the dross and dust have been washed away, leaving only the essence and treasures.

However, an accident that fell from the sky abruptly destroyed this war poem that was about to condense the vision of heaven and earth.

Being unable to empathize according to the situation is sad and pathetic.

certainly.

For some people, this result is actually not too bad.

Otherwise, the mountain leader Li Qi, who was still in seclusion, would have to hold back his internal injuries and suppress him. This accident can be regarded as saving this Confucian and Taoist resister.

The south wind blows the old nine-curved wave, and the Luo Shen has many white hairs in one night...

Cui Liyan, who was defeated by Li Nuo with There is still a song in stock, finally recovered. He took a breath, gathered his literary power on the tip of his tongue, and recited the poem in a toss.

The center of the lake.

Wenzhou.

Qingyang, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt and had a dashing appearance, stood up, slowly walked to the bow of the ship with one step, his willow eyebrows stretched, and his phoenix eyes flowing with a hint of expectation.

These two sentences alone made her a little obsessed.

The lake she is in is called Jiuqu Lake. It is actually an artificial lake dug to imitate the famous Luo River, so it is also called Little Luo River.

As for the famous Luo Shen, not to mention all the Confucian scholars who have studied there, even the villagers in the countryside know it.

During the Wei Dynasty, literary saints from Yingchuan Academy wrote poems praising him. In his Ode to the Goddess of Luo, he wrote very vividly: Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, graceful as a wandering dragon, its temples are cloudy and graceful, and its white teeth are fresh inside.

For most talented people, Luo Shen is the most beautiful goddess in their hearts!

Of course Qingyang would not be jealous of Luo Shen's beauty. What made her eyes full of expectation was that instead of writing about the beauty of Luo Shen, Li Zian changed her pen and made Luo Shen feel sad and her hair turned gray overnight.

But this is also the ingenuity of Li Nuo's thinking.

This is called doing the opposite!

after all.

After Literary Saint's poem Ode to the Goddess of Luo, who in the world still dares to write about the beauty of the Goddess of Luo?

If you have pearls and jade in front of you, if you try to do whatever you want, it will only make people laugh.

Jian Yuyan was not there, so Wang Yangming had no choice but to pat his thigh, with a smile on his face, and praised: Old Jiuqubo, Luo Shen has white hair, great!

Wang Yangming's eyes were filled with light.

For a scholar of his level, he knew very well that a good piece of music was extremely rare.

Previously, what Jiang Jingze from Xi Chu had done had deeply moved him.

He asked himself, even if he wrote the poem himself, it would be extremely difficult to surpass the waves of smoke are swaying slightly and the shadows are dark, the blue color is not as deep as the green color, the boat is sailing on the lake and the surface of the lake is human-like, leaning on the south wind and laughing at the east wind.

The first half of Li Zian's career may seem dull, but his starting point is already very high. Generally speaking, this second half of the palace must be improved to a higher level, otherwise it will not be able to suppress the Luo Shen is worried and her hair turns gray overnight in front.

Literary sages of the Wei Dynasty wrote about Luo Shen and gave her life.

If Li Nuo didn't write the second half well, he would suffer the backlash from Luo Shen!

so.

At this moment, Wang Yangming was also looking forward to it.

No matter whether Li Zian gave him a big surprise, or he was embarrassed and laughed at, he was looking forward to it!

Cui Liyan's hand holding the paper was trembling slightly.

He knew that the best part was coming soon.

Alone Better Together.

I was shocked and lost my temper just now, which damaged my image, and now I want others to have a taste of this powerless feeling.

He emphasized his tone and chanted——

When you're drunk, you don't know what the sky is like...

Pause.

So heroic.

Then gushing out of his mouth came out.

A boat full of clear dreams fills the galaxy!

Finished.

The whole hall was shocked!

This magical turn really caught everyone off guard.

But upon closer inspection, this twist is just right.

This Li Zian loves to win by surprise!

The Luohe River is blown by the summer wind and autumn comes, so the Luo Shen's hair turns gray with sorrow?

No!

wrong!

Big mistake!

Any love, love, or worries are too petty!

It was clearly Luo Shen who was boating on the Milky Way. After a happy drunken moment, the moonlight and starlight caressed her face, making her three thousand green hairs look like frost.

Luo Shen felt something in her heart, and while she was half drunk and half awake, her clear dreams, which carried her whole boat, overwhelmed the galaxy.

At this moment.

Above the night sky, a strange phenomenon began to gather...

If a careful person looks up, he will find water droplets evaporating and condensing. Looking from a distance, the figure of Luo Shen appears in the haze.

In terms of responding to the situation, this poem can naturally be the first.

At this time, Li Nuo was half-lying and half-leaning on the bow of the boat, half-lying half-leaning on the bow of the boat, his drunken eyes slightly blurred, not knowing whether he was in a galaxy in the sky or a lake on the ground.

Scenery and dreams, reality and emptiness, are intertwined.

The boat is in the sky, the sky is in the water, and clusters of brilliant colors emerge spontaneously.

As for the literary style, this poem deserves to be outstanding!

Although there is no gorgeous rhetoric, every word is exquisite. Especially the last sentence, with the word pressure, is really amazing!

Dreams are weightless, formless, intangible, and cannot be seen or touched. However, the word press can turn this illusory dream into reality.

…

Once this poem becomes a war poem and used on the battlefield, it can use the hand of Luo Shen to attract the Luo River and flood the enemy's seven armies!

pity.

The last and most crucial step of empathy was wiped out by that sudden accident.

Just when everyone was shocked and sighed.

Just when the phantom of Luo Shen in the sky was transformed.

An unknown object fell from the sky and fell heavily into the water.

One thing stirred up a thousand waves!

Huge waves rolled up high and fell heavily.

The boat on the lake rolled with the waves and almost capsized.

When everyone recovered, they discovered that the culprit who caused this tragedy and hindered the formation of the war poem was actually a... strange woman!

Ah, bah, bah, bah, you're going to choke me to death!

A woman's head emerged from the surging lake, spitting bubbles continuously, and her vulgar words made the Confucian students angry and angry.

After regaining her breath, she saw the woman leaping hard onto the boat of Lushan College which was nearest to her.

And the Confucian scholars on this literary ship clearly felt that the ship was sinking a little! Even the ship's plank had a deep footprint left by the woman's foot.

This fat woman...

If you use the Taishan Crush technique to suppress them, it will be simply... terrifying!

The students backed away one after another, the anger in their eyes turning to fear.

Li Nuo was already sober by this time.

He was also stunned when he looked at the woman in front of him who was only one and a half meters tall but had a body of two hundred and fifty and a face full of flesh.

How long is this?

Is it long sideways?

These two hundred and fifty pounds are still a conservative estimate!

Haha, is this the Chang'an City of the Yin Dynasty?

The woman didn't care that she was wet, and she didn't care about the weird looks everyone looked at her.

After saying that, she looked around again, and her eyes were quickly attracted to Li Nuo.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he found that person in a dimly lit place.

Although the woman did not know this poem, this wonderful feeling emerged deep in her heart at this moment.

Could it be...

Is this what it feels like to be in love?

Is the person in front of her the right one she has been searching for so hard?

The woman laughed, because her face was so fat that her eyes narrowed into slits: Master, was it you who saved the slave family?

Li Nuo felt chilled in his heart and couldn't help but take a few steps back and leaned on the railing of the ship.

He said awkwardly: Girl, who are you? Why did you fall from the sky?

The woman smoothed her wet black hair, lowered her head slightly, and replied shyly: Young master, you don't know, the slave family is being hunted down. At this critical moment, the master's voice suddenly came to her ears, and then the slave family saw the void in front of them. A wave of water burst out and rushed in. Then it fell from the sky and landed in the lake.

Worlds, full of wonders.

And Li Nuo was undoubtedly confused...

Could it be that the poem he wrote had some strange resonance with this strange woman?

very scary!

The woman added: By the way, my family's surname is Luo, and my last name only has the character 'Mi'.

Luo Mi?

Luo Mi!

Everyone looked confused.

Li Nuo rubbed his temples to relax his tense nerves a little.

This name is familiar to him.

But what the hell is this?

He was forced to show his holiness in front of others, but in the end, he was shown off by others.

Just writing a poem, how could such a coincidence happen?

Luo Shen, also known as Mi Fei.

certainly.

If the intimidating woman in front of him was the reincarnation of Luo Shen, then everyone's worldview would probably collapse.

Think of Wen Sheng's Luo Shen Fu.

Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon... It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and as fluttering as the snow falling on the flowing wind... The shoulders are as if they were shaved, and the waist is as plain...

And every time the woman in front of her took a step, the boat would rock.

this……

Ah, it turns out to be her. I know who this girl is!

A well-informed student recognized this woman and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Brother, stop being so pretentious and tell me, who is this woman who dares to take the name of Luo Shen?

A student asked hurriedly.

The man explained slightly excitedly: You all don't know, but this girl is Luo Mi, the chief disciple of Jiuying Mountain. Ten years ago, when she first grew up, she was indeed known as the 'Little Luo Shen'. Later, it seemed that because of If something went wrong during practice, he would look like this, which is not worthy of praise.

Oh, it turned out to be her!

Then it'll be fine.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Although Jiu Yingshan's name is not very good, I would have thought it was a second- or third-rate gang, but no one would dare to pay attention to the backer behind it.

Northern Territory.

Everyone should know about the sword god who stopped millions of Northern Barbarians from marching south with just one man and one sword.

And the ancestor of Jiuying Mountain's founding sect was the poor woman who was dumped by Emperor Wu...

With such a relationship, who dares to offend Jiu Yingshan?

And how could this chief disciple be hunted down?

Everyone's eyes were full of curiosity.

Li Nuo was filled with emotion.

Although he changed the poem slightly, it didn't become like this.

That's Luo Shen.

And the woman in front of me is clearly the difference between a seller's show and a buyer's show!

Can this be the same?

Li Nuo sighed secretly, only blaming himself for being too arrogant. To suit the occasion, I made a few small changes to the poem, but the result was earth-shaking.

If I had known earlier, I would have used the phrase Yi Xiangjun has more gray hair in the original text.

Although there are ambiguities (Beiyue Feihuai's old friend is called Liu Xiangjun), it's better than recruiting this woman with a lot of tonnage and a huge background, right?

Miss Luo, you'd better come to this palace. Today is the Phoenix Banquet. Since you have come to Chang'an, you should go to the countryside and do as the Romans do.

The words fell.

A gust of wind blew up in the middle of the lake, trying to blow Luo Mi to the boat in the middle of the lake.

This is of course Qingyang’s Confucian and Taoist magical power - to return by the wind!

But who knows.

This magical power that was always unfavorable was applied to Luo Mi, but it had no effect at all.

Huhuhu——

The wind blows.

No one moved.

The corners of Qingyang's mouth twitched slightly.

She wanted to show a warm and hospitable look, but also pretended to be cool.

Who knew...

The failure seemed a bit complete.

From now on, I should just be honest and strategize. This kind of act of rushing to the front line to show off should be left to the experts.

Everyone on the ship covered their mouths with their sleeves and tried hard to suppress their laughter.

Don't laugh at this time!

Otherwise, you will not give our Princess Qingyang face, and you will offend Jiu Yingshan, which is really a way to die.

Unless I can't help it...

Li Nuo held it in so hard that he simply turned around.

Fortunately, Luo Mi's mind is as broad as her body shape!

She smiled innocently, then stamped her foot and flew out.

Bang!

The boat in the middle of the lake seemed to be bombarded, and then it shook and bumped, and waves of several feet were stirred up all around.

Li Nuo exhaled a heavy breath.

It’s a lot of pressure!

Fortunately His Highness Qingyang came to the rescue, otherwise he would really know how to face this woman.

As the host of the cultural banquet, Hua An's performance was indeed poor. Fortunately, he finally came to his senses and hurriedly made amends.

He said: Everyone, it's time for the first competition. I'd like to ask all the talented girls to donate their bracelets.

Although the rhythm was interrupted by this powerful woman, the quality of the poem was still clear at a glance.

Needless to say, Li Nuo crushed all the disciples with an overwhelming advantage and won the first game for Lushan College.

but.

I'm afraid tomorrow morning, the scandal between the two will spread.

In a short time, he and Luo Mi would become the laughing stock of everyone after dinner.

well.

A famous name for a lifetime.

Destroyed.

Melancholy...