Chapter 452: Those Absolutes

And to put forward the couplets of competition, and even call out all the poems in the poems, it is even more difficult to express them.

The reason is very simple. The beauty of poetry lies in the artistic conception and inspiration. Compared with poetry, it is the artistic conception and perception that compete.

Although the couplets are known as the poem in the poem because of the work of confrontation, the competition between the two is definitely a unique couplet, embarrassing each other, how can they pursue any artistic conception.

In this way, after Ye Piaoling's few words, the content of the competition seems to have not changed, but the essence has changed.

He doesn't compete with Xu Yi for artistic conception and understanding, but competes with Xu Yi for talent.

Ye Piaoling is extremely confident about his quick talent, and besides, the literary world in Jiangbei, where he was born, has always been famous for its couplets. The number of strange couplets collected over the years is not small, and the amount is enough for this challenge.

Xu Yi pondered for a while, "It's up to you!"

Couplets are not his specialty, but there are many so-called absolutes in his mind, and if he picks out some at random, he is already invincible.

Besides, he was extremely confident in the scholar Xu Yi's writing skills, even if the other party was surprisingly right, he might not be able to give it a try.

"readily!"

Ye Piaoling smiled across his brows, thinking he had a plan, "In order not to waste everyone's time, you and I will each play a triple, and if the tie is tied, we will play another triple until the winner is determined, that's great!"

"I told you to listen to you!"

Xu Yi smiled with his arms behind his back, his demeanor was heart-wrenching.

"Mr. Xu is so confident, Ye Mou asked Mr. to come out with the tripartite first."

Ye Piaoling said tremblingly, he could hardly suppress the agitation deep in his heart.

Thinking of Ye Piaoling's name resounding throughout Dayue after this battle, fame and fortune at his fingertips, and easy standing on the pinnacle of life, he couldn't help but want to shout.

"In this case, Xu will be impolite."

Xu Yi thought about it, and turned out a couplet, "yanyanyanyanyanyany..."

"What!"

Ye Piaoling opened his eyes wide, "What is Mr. Xu talking about, please post the link."

Xu Yiqi said, "Shanglian Xu has already come out."

"Mr. Xu, don't make jokes."

Ye Piaoling said solemnly, "It's about millions of bets, it's not a joke."

"Xu is not kidding. If brother Ye wants to hear clearly, Xu will say it again."

At this point, Ye Piaoling opened his ears wide, but he heard Xu Yi say, "yanyanyanyanyanyanyan..."

Xu Yi threw out another sack of salt.

Ye Piaoling still kept digging his ears, staring at Xu Yi in surprise, he didn't know if he was crazy or this Mr. Xu was crazy.

Otherwise, how could such an absurd scene occur at such a critical juncture.

Not only Ye Piaoling was dumbfounded, but everyone in the audience was puzzled and looked at each other in blank dismay, really not understanding what this poetic poet was talking about.

Suddenly, King Pu Anyi laughed loudly, "It's a pity that a great poet and poet is so good. Let me just say, cheating the world and stealing the name. It really is cheating the world and stealing the name. What kind of bullshit is this? It's purely a lie!"

The Marquis of Anqing had black lines all over his face, staring at Xu Yi, as if he wanted him to explain.

Xu Yi smiled slightly, "Since Brother Ye and everyone else didn't understand, then Xu wrote it down, Lord Hou, I don't know if there is any pen and ink."

"Yes, yes, come right away!"

An Qinghou who was in a dead state suddenly activated, jumped three feet high, shouted and followed the attendant to go up to the Four Treasures of the Study.

In an instant, a team of attendants came forward with a large pile of things, the Kuoda calligraphy table forged from thousand-year-old rosewood, the snow-white peach blossom paper produced in Chengqin Hall, the dragon ink from Lingdong, the Songtao Banquet from Xianren Mountain, and the golden silk and jade pillars.

Without Xu Yi's instructions, Yan Zi took the initiative to go forward to grind, and Lord Anqing, who was a step late, shook his head and smiled wryly, and withdrew his feet.

The thick ink is like a bloom, and the wolf hair is dipped all over it. A stroke of the pen goes like a snake, and a row of words like a brush appear on the paper.

When the character is displayed, it wins applause.

"Good characters, good characters, unheard of, it's actually a new style."

"The text is thin, but it doesn't lose its flesh, and the edge is hidden. It is both strong and beautiful!"

"What kind of script is this? Someone is willing to give a hundred gold for information."

"..."

Xu Yi didn't answer, looked at Ye Piaoling and said, "Brother Ye, please?"

The calligraphy that Xu Yi used on the snowflake paper was the famous thin gold script of the later generations. Xu Yi in the previous life naturally did not have this skill. Xu Yi in this life is not only superb in martial arts, but also has the ability to control the use of power with his heart. What's more, Xu Yi, the owner of this body, is deeply immersed in calligraphy. The two generations are one, and it is easy to write the exquisite thin gold script.

However, after Xu Yilang said it loudly, everyone's attention turned to the beauty of the shape of the words, and turned to the meaning of the words themselves.

But seeing such a row of words suddenly fell on the peach blossom paper: "Yan Yan Yanyan Yanyan!"

Everyone suddenly realized that the bag of cigarettes thrown by Mr. Xu earlier was actually such a sentence.

"Difficult, too difficult!"

In an instant, such a thought popped into everyone's mind, almost without thinking.

Everyone looked at Ye Piaoling, and saw Ye Piaoling's chubby face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

"It's hard, it's fucking hard, there are such couplets in the world."

In Ye Piaoling's heart, tens of thousands of four-hoofed animals were crazily trampling over. With his intelligence, he almost didn't need to think about it, and he knew that this kind of couplet was definitely not something that could be matched by hard thinking.

Although I'm sorry, Ye Piaoling didn't move or speak.

He was waiting for Xu Yi to finish writing the next two lines. If he could match the top and bottom lines, even if the first line didn't match, it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

Xu Yi seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and without urging him, he continued to write with a swipe of a brush, and in an instant, two couplets came into everyone's eyes.

"Hakka boarding stays in the cold window and empty loneliness"

"Tune the piano, tune the new tune, tune it to tune it wonderfully"

Sanlian is out of the world.

Ye Piaoling was trembling, sweating profusely, and her heart had been trampled to pieces by three successive waves of tens of millions of animals with four hooves.

Ye Piaoling raised his head and looked at Xu Yi, his sad eyes seemed to say, "I just want to be right!"

After the triptych came out, Xu Yi threw his pen and stood there, with neither sadness nor joy in his heart, pretending to be a fork with knowledge that spans time and space, this feeling is not too good.

"Yes, you are right!"

King Pu Anyi kept urging, Ye Piaoling was drenched and sweated like rain, but he didn't dare to write at all.

In a blink of an eye, King Pu Anyi's broad face was blackened, and he said angrily, "It's useless, the outcome is still undecided, why panic!"

Ye Piaoling shuddered, "Yeah, I'm not sure yet. He has absolutes, and I have absolutes. I can't be right with him, and he might not be able to be right with me!"

With this in mind, Ye Piaoling's spirits were greatly lifted, and he grabbed the wolf hair like a turtle and snake. In an instant, the three upper lines and Xu Yi's three lines were spread out side by side.

After finishing the book, he cast a pen and said, "Mr. Xu, right, if you match one, Ye will be considered a loser."

Ye Piaoling is very confident. This triptych was conceived by the literati from all over Jiangbei, and no one has broken it for decades.