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"The elder sister is still considerate." Bai Qingyu said happily.

This woman has white hair and a restrained aura, unlike Bai Juyi. The three of Jia Dao guessed that she was a fledgling with a lot of background, and she might have reached the realm of Tianxing.

"I have heard His Excellency Chen Mo's poems for a long time, and it is our honor to invite you to the family today." The woman is blessed and graceful. "The little girl, Meng Jing, is their eldest sister, so please forgive me if I don't greet you well."

"Sister Meng, you're being polite. This is also a kind of communication. I can't wait for it." Chen Mo replied.

"Then please invite me."

A group of people headed towards Wangjiang Tower. From Meng Jing's mouth, Chen Mo finally learned the identities of the four people.

The well-educated eldest sister is Tianliang star Dongye Guhong Mengjiao, whose real name is Meng Jing.

The flirtatious and frivolous second sister is a romantic star named Yuan Zhen, whose real name is Yuan Yingying.

The third sister is Jia Dao, a fairy slave in Langzhong, whose real name is Jia Lianjun.

The fourth younger sister is drunk and chanting sorrows and joys, Bai Juyi and Bai Qingyu.

The four of them love each other as sisters, and they are quite famous among the spiritual generals as the Four Masters. This banquet can be regarded as one of the most prestigious banquets in Qu Yuan City. Many star generals and monks want to participate.

Chen Mo was also shocked. In Chinese history, these four people were indeed great talents. Meng Jiao had a poet prisoner, Jia Dao had a poet slave, and Bai Juyi had a poet demon. These nicknames all showed the characteristics of poets, regardless He stands out from countless poets, which shows his talent. Although Yuan Zhen does not have such characteristics, he also has the reputation of Yuanhe style poems.

Among the four sisters, Tianliang star Meng Jiao is the strongest, but Bai Qingyu is making rapid progress and is extremely talented among the four, so she is also deeply loved.After Bai Qingyu came back, she admired Chen Mo's name very much, and as a sister, she was naturally a little unconvinced.

The Wangjiang Tower is close to the Miluo Galaxy, among which the Chongli Pavilion overlooks the vast Milky Way.

There are four immortal monuments at the gate of Wangjiang Tower.

This stele is the work of the four sisters. It is eloquent, beautiful in handwriting, and has different styles. It is a feast for the eyes. It can be seen that the name can be left in Quyuan City.

At the River Wang Banquet, apart from these four sisters, there were other friends of hers Liu Yuxi who was known as a poet, as well as calligraphers and painters like Xue Ji, and even the emperor Ang Xingyuan who was crowned Zhao Mengrui. 一YiForgive

This is an unsmiling woman with a vicissitudes of life, especially inconspicuous, but everyone who can be as famous as her face and bones has created Zhao Ti.

Jiang Kui was a little excited, her continuation book was obviously able to achieve great success at this feast, and when she presented her own work, the star names of several calligraphers were also shocked and admired.

In addition to them, there are various star names that Chen Mo has and doesn't remember, and there are even top monks and star warriors such as Tianwaitian from the top ten famous families.

The banquet unfolds on the Chongli Pavilion. When you climb up and look far away, you can see thousands of miles of stars and rivers, and you are open-minded.

"By the way, Chongli Pavilion is about to make a couplet. What you did just now is ingenious. Could Meng Jing invite you to make a couplet?" Shortly after entering the table, Dongye Guhong Meng Jiao changed the subject.

What should come will come.

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Chapter 478 Chapter 478 I Don't Like You

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Chen Mo acted as if he should come after all, but this kind and amiable elder sister is not considerate at all. "I didn't expect Sister Meng to be so interested."

Mi Fu snickered at Jiang Kui, "Sister Mian, do you feel like Chen Mo married a wife and was made things difficult by several mother-in-laws?"

Jiang Yan's face flushed slightly, and he felt the same way.

"More restrained than before, but sharp-edged." Qin Weiyu expressed her feelings, her eyes searching the banquet crowd.

"Master Chen Mo, don't mind."

"You say it."

"We've been working on this upper couplet for a long time, but we don't have a second couplet. I don't know if you can get it right." Liu Yuxi said.

"This poem is a bit special. It's relatively long." Meng Jiao said.

"I'll try." Chen Mo said modestly.

Dongye Guhong pondered for a moment, and his voice came out from her red lips like a melody.

"Several floors, supporting the east and west peaks alone, connecting the mountains near the water and remote mountains, for the painting spectrum. Gather the snow on the Congling Ridge, disperse the smoke from the Baihe River, bake the Danjingxia, and dye the green clothes with fog. Sometimes the poets hang on to the ancients, and sometimes the warriors raise the edge. The most pitiful The stamens are floating, and the treasured mirror of the boudoir of spring has been buried long ago. The Kaiba is lonely, and the tomb of the green wild fragrance is left empty. I have mixed feelings about it. The smiling butterfly is always greedy and drunk in the dreamland. Try shouting from the top: ask, ask, This half of Jiangyue belongs to someone else."

Everyone was amazed when they heard the length of the couplet, but the scenery in the couplet was wonderful and breathtaking.

This couplet was beyond imagination, and Chen Mo couldn't help thinking for a moment.

"It's okay, you can have a few more glasses." A flirtatious Yuan Zhen frivolously picked up the flagon to pour wine.

"Yes." Chen Mo already has a pair. "Thousands of Things"

Just about to go out, at this moment, a heroic, graceful female voice came in from outside the door and answered first.

"Thousands of years, Xichuan Bureau has been changed repeatedly, full of great works, pretending to be a hero, leaping on the hill to the dragon, dying to the phoenix on the slope, lying down to the tiger, and screaming the frog at the bottom of the well. Suddenly the iron horse is golden, and suddenly the silver sheng and jade flute are not as good. Long songs and short poems, tossing and writing about love and sorrow; curved sills and corridors, enduring the wind and rain. I sighed and squatted, and there was no return in the world. I jumped to the death of the hozen, and finally fell into the universe. And attached to the dangerous building:, That cloud is my sky"

The couplets are complete, and the scenery and characters echo each other, which is perfect.

"Whoever comes here without invitation dares to break into the Wangjiang Tower, how thick-skinned." Yuan Zhen sneered.

Everyone was startled, Qiqi turned their eyes

A young girl walked out from the door. The girl had icy muscles and bones, fresh and elegant.

Her clear blue eyes seemed to gather the aura of all the seas in the star world, giving people a feeling of boundlessness. She walked in from the door and made a pair, although she was very close but so far away and unattainable.

"Hehe, I'm really not interested in all the banquets in Quyuan City, including you Wangjiang Four Masters." The girl laughed, not to mention contemptuous, her words were very natural, and it seemed to be so logical.

Even the most arrogant spirit general has to admit her words.

That's right.

She is the unparalleled star Su Shi.

Currently the most famous spirit general in the star world, the close friend of the Lord of the Center, Millennium Dream.

"I'm sorry, Yu stole your limelight, Chen Mo."

Su Shi shrugged happily, her smile was sweet and charming.

"As expected of Xinghao, this match is absolutely perfect." Liu Yuxi praised.

Everyone praised him, and Chen Mo's limelight was completely taken away in a blink of an eye.

"Wu Shuang Xinghao has come to the humble house, and it is full of brilliance. Please take a seat." Meng Jing got up.

"You don't need to be respectful, sister, Yu is not very polite to communicate with you." Su Wanyang strolled in the courtyard with her hands behind her back. "Just now there is a stele outside, and there are texts on the stele. It must be the work of your Wangjiang Four Masters."

"Exactly, what advice does His Majesty Su Shi have?"

Su Shi is now a popular figure in the Coquettish Conference, a powerful candidate for Baisheng Qiming. Hearing that she wanted to comment on her work, the four of Meng Jiao all listened attentively, and they were very serious. Even the others were curious and wanted to see Wushuangxing in person. What's up with Howe.

"I don't have any advice, but Yu has an inspiration and wants to write a poem."

Su Wanyang walked into the center of the banquet hall, and with a casual gesture, she saw a jade wine glass floating in front of the girl, pouring crystal clear amber wine out of thin air.

Chen Mo didn't know what she was selling, so he listened.

While sipping fine wine, he said: "Yi Ziyu, the beauty of the southern country. Very sensitive and literary, the voice is from childhood, light, white and vulgar, and the suburban cold island is thin. After singing loudly, everyone wrote humble songs and poems, One bottle to you"

This sacrificial oration-like poem shocked everyone as soon as it came out.

Among them, Yuan is light, white and vulgar, and the words "jiahandao thin" make Yuan Zhen and others look pale.

"Yeah." Su Wanyang's eyes brightened, "It's good that you understand."

"Su Shi, what do you mean?" Yuan Zhen, who was flamboyant, got up and scolded. She admired the talent of this star hero, but she was not afraid of power. "Do you think our sisters are useless?"

"Yuan Zhen, your real poem with thirty rhymes is too erotic, frivolous and frivolous. Bai Juyi's is not bad, but it's too common and mediocre. Mmm, Meng Jiao and Jia Dao are strangely sad, lonely and lonely, with a narrow layout. It is narrow, broken and urgent, and it requires painstaking scrutiny, refining words and sentences, and it needs to be honed with a sense of embarrassment and embarrassment.”

Su Shi spoke in a eloquent manner, pointing directly at the key points.

Among the four sisters, Yuan Zhen was furious, and Meng Jiao and Jia Dao also showed displeasure. They were criticized.

"Sister, Confucianism has the doctrine of the mean. If it can be understood by everyone in the world, then there is nothing wrong with it," Chen Mo said. The youngest Bai Juyi has not experienced the vicissitudes of life, so he thought deeply after hearing Chen Mo's words.

"I would like to ask Su Shi what realm can overwhelm us"

Yuan Zhen scolded, his figure moved, and his fingertips pointed towards the girl's eyebrows.

At the same time, Meng Jiao and Jia Dao, who were not reconciled, also jumped up. When Bai Qingyu saw the three sisters make a move, she didn't mean to stand by and just pointed her finger.

Each of the four sisters has one finger, which contains their own poetic realm attainments, cold and haggard, lonely and thin, and rushed towards Su Shi.

The four of them worked together as if forming a prison to trap Su Shi, even ordinary stars could hardly escape.

"Yuan is light, white and vulgar, and the suburban cold island is thin. The rest of us are flawed." Su Wanyang's eyes were like lightning, and she reached out to point out. In her point, all kinds of atmosphere in the world calmed down in an instant, returning to the most primitive In plain.

The realm of Yuanbai, Mengjia and four people was broken instantly, and the ordinary realm rushed to the four directions, shaking the four of them so that their internal organs were turned upside down.

Taste in the world is joyful

Mi Fu took a deep breath.

"Yu is not a spoiler who destroys Fengyue." Su Shi stretched out his hand, and a gust of warm wind blew, immediately calming the pain of the four sisters.

Every movement and stillness in the shot is impeccable, so are everyone.

"This Su Shi is so powerful, even the four of them can't break her together."

"Well, the Yuan is light and the white is vulgar, and the Jiao Handao is thin. This sentence hits the target. This level is too profound." Qin Weiyu also frowned, feeling powerless.However, Qin Weiyu is a little envious of them being able to get Su Shi's guidance. Being criticized is not a bad thing, and sometimes it can arouse their potential.

"As expected of the Peerless Xinghao, we were convinced to lose." Meng Jiao felt helpless.

Su Wanyang ignored her, straightened her clothes, and raised her eyes: "Your Yongju is also good, Chen Mo, Yu is here to find you this time."

Chen Mo hummed.

"Yu Yi's poem has the upper column, but not the lower column. I wonder if you can make it. Of course, other people can do it too." Su Shi said.

The second part of the poem

This one is a little fresh.

"You can actually make your famous Wushuang Xinghao unable to make a lower tie. I really want to hear what it is." Chen Mo said.

Su Shi snorted, and especially hated the man's smile, it was so hateful.

"Listen to Yu's last poem."

The whole place was silent.

Su Shi said.

"Young chivalrous spirit, making friends with the five capitals. He is courageous. His hair is standing up. He is talking. Life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand gold. He is brave. He is proud and unrestrained. He is light and hugs. Lianfei. Douchengdong. Booming and drinking, The spring scenery floats in the cold urn. Inhales the sea and hangs down the rainbow. Idlely call the eagle and the dog, and the white feather picks up the carved bow. The cunning hole is empty. The joy is in a hurry."

"Amazing."

"Shangtie is so strong."

"Worthy of being the future word saint."

Everyone felt admiration when they heard it.

Su Shi’s first poem vividly depicts a girl in her teenage years getting to know the heroes of famous cities. At the beginning of the chapter, a hero and a hero set the tone of the whole poem, which is very in line with Su Shi’s poetic realm, and then the words are majestic and magnificent , Invincible, making friends with heroes, swallowing the momentum of mountains and rivers, it is infinitely fascinating.However, at the end, the word "Le Congratulations" came to an abrupt end, which seems to have endless aftertaste, and also seems to have a turning point.

As soon as the upper column comes out, it is enough to be famous for the coquettish conference. If the lower column is complete, it may even be a realm that will last forever.

No wonder Su Shi felt distressed.

Meng Jiao, Jia Dao, and Yuan Zhen looked at each other, their style was just like Su Shi's set, poet prisoner, poet slave can't stand this grand Xiaque.Moreover, they were sensitive to the fact that the poem Xia Que was very wrong. The Shang Quan was full of heroism, and Su Shi had already monopolized the limelight.

Chen Mo stared at the girl.

Su Wanyang had a proud smile on her face, just as they thought, no matter how much she agreed with the poem, she would definitely lose.

That being the case.

"Good poetry, I'm showing my ugliness." Chen Mo thought quickly, and came up with the next column.

"Let Yu listen to your sorry poem." Su Shi had already decided that Chen Mo had lost.

But when Chen Mo read the first sentence of Xia Que, the girl's smile disappeared completely.

"It's like a dream of yellow beams. Resignation of Danfeng. Bright moon together. Yanggu canopy. Officials follow. Huai 倥 . Falling dust cage. Books and books. Heben like clouds. For rough use. Sudden extraordinary work. Drumming. Yuyang Lane .Sorrowful old man. Don't invite long tassels, but take Tianjiao's species. The sword roars in the west wind. I hate climbing mountains and facing the water, and send the lycium in the hand. See off to return."

After Chen Mo finished reading, Jingjing child.

The Wangjiang Tower became even more dead silent, and everyone was dumbfounded in an incredible silence.

The first sentence of the next sentence is a sudden turn for the worse in Huangliang's dream, and the poem Xiawei turns the poet's situation into being trapped in an official career, and his depression turns into a full stomach of complaints.The three-word pause is like layers of huge waves pointing at the injustice of the heavens burying talents, and the four words of Jianhou Xifeng push all the grief, anger and agitation to the peak of fury, but what is the use?

The last three sentences turn around.