Agents of the Three Kingdoms

Wang Can's words aroused Wang Lei's disgust, Cai Yan also frowned, feeling displeased.Cai Yong didn't care, he only had a pair of characters in his hand, and it was not comprehensive to study Wang Lei's fonts thoroughly. If there were a lot of fonts, it would be easier to study, and he could fully understand the composition of Wang Lei's fonts, so Cai Yong didn't say anything. , chose to sit on the sidelines, and hoped that Wang Lei would agree to Wang Can's provocation from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Biao glanced at Wang Can, sighed softly and said nothing, Wang Lei and Wang Can had already decided the verdict.

Wang Yun smiled and said: "Zi Gu, I trust you, don't be afraid!"

Ma Rixun nodded, speaking softly, and said slowly: "This is to make friends through literature. Young friend Wang Can is outstanding in learning. It is normal to want to compare with Wang Zigu, so don't take it to heart."

Wang Lei smiled slightly, and said: "People fight for breath, and Buddha receives a stick of incense. Come on, who is afraid of whom!"

In a word, Wang Lei completely fell in love with Wang Canmao.

It is obviously impossible to completely defeat Wang Can if Wang Can is not completely given up.

Cai Yan's wonderful eyes flowed, and her heart was tense, looking forward to Wang Lei's next performance.

Cai Yan also admired Wang Lei's poems.

Wang Can glanced at the willow tree in the forest, and said with a smile, "It's the beginning of spring now, the willow tree is dancing with the wind, and the willow branches are fluttering. With the willow tree as the scenery, I ask Mr. Wang to compose a poem."

Wang Lei's eyes fell on Liu Shu, thinking carefully.

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward step by step.After walking five steps in a row, Wang Lei had a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Yes!" Wang Lei returned to his seat, sat down, picked up a pen that was covered with ink, and wrote calmly.

"Wing Willow"

Jasper makes up a tree high,

Thousands of green silk ribbons hang down.

I don’t know who cut out the fine leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

After a poem was written, Ma Rizun, Huangfusong, Cai Yong, Wang Yun, Yang Biao and other old officials stared wide-eyed, pondered it carefully, and praised it again and again.This poem is written by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty. It is a classic ancient poem in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Cai Yan heaved a sigh of relief, but clenched his fists again, not knowing whether he was cheering for Wang Lei or nervous.

Ruan Yu looked at Wang Lei's eyes, as if looking at a monster.

This Wang Lei is really too monstrous.

One poem after another is such a classic.

Yang Xiu couldn't help swallowing, feeling sad for Wang Can, to meet such a powerful person.

This time, Wang Can really failed.

After listening to Wang Lei's poems, Wang Can's already pale cheeks became even paler, giving him a feeling of failure.But Wang Lei's publicity made it hard for Wang Can to swallow the competitive spirit in his heart.Wang Can swept his eyes and saw the waterfall in Lishan Mountain in the distance. The spring water is rising now, and the waterfall is rushing violently, full of momentum and quite spectacular.

The corner of Wang Can's mouth curled up into a smile, and said, "Take the waterfall as the theme! I hope Mr. Wang will continue to keep it."

Wang Lei stared at the waterfall in the distance, frowning slightly.

The sun was shining, and the golden light shone on the waterfall in the distance. The golden light was dotted and gorgeous.As the waterfall rushes down from the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, coupled with the shining of light, it is very spectacular.

Wang Lei thought carefully, and after a while, there was another poem in his heart.He picked up the pen again, and at this moment, the hearts of countless people were raised.What verses will there be in Wang Lei's pen?

Wang Lei glanced at the people around him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he wrote calmly.

"Wangli Mountain Waterfall"

Purple smoke grows in Lishan Mountain in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in Qianchuan from a distance.

Fei Liu went straight down to 3000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days.

As soon as this poem came out, Cai Yong, Ma Rizun and others called it exquisite again and again.

Li Bai's "Looking at the Lushan Waterfall" was slightly modified by Wang Lei, and it is currently used.Wang Lei and Wang Can are completely engaged. Now that they have reached this point, it is definitely impossible to leave any room.Wang Lei let go of borrowing Li Bai's poems, and he was no longer lonely.However, Wang Lei thought in his heart: This time he was forced to go to Liangshan, and next time he will definitely not make large-scale excerpts.

Cai Yan looked at Wang Lei, as if looking at a person with peerless talent.

There is a touch of admiration and admiration in the eyes.

Wang Can's complexion was even paler, he tightened his lips, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ma Rixun persuaded, "Young friend Wang Can, let's stop here."

"No, it's not over yet!" Wang Can's eyes fell on the bamboo in the forest, and continued: "The green bamboo in the forest is lush and lush. Take bamboo as the theme, and write a poem related to bamboo."

"Hahaha..." Wang Lei laughed loudly and said, "What's the harm in making another song!"

The tone is flamboyant, in line with Wang Lei's previous poems, no one dares to underestimate it.

Even, there is a heroic momentum.

Wang Can swayed for a while, but stopped firmly.

Wang Lei stared at the verdant bamboo forest and each section of green bamboo, and already had an idea in his mind.He picked up the pen and wrote firmly.

《Bamboo stone》

I insist that Qingshan will not relax,

The root was originally in the broken rock.

Thousands of blows are still strong,

Ren Er has east, west, south, north winds.

This piece of bamboo and stone is a seven-character poem written by Zheng Xie, a calligrapher and painter in the Qing Dynasty. It is just four sentences, but it vividly shows a vivid picture: "Under the chaotic cliff, a few green bamboos stand proudly in the wind, growing tenaciously. , its tenacity and straightness are vivid on the paper." Cuizhu's tenacious and persistent quality is fully revealed.

"I, I, I... lost! Lost!"

Wang Can widened his eyes and clenched his fists, staring at Wang Lei as if seeing a monster.

"Plop! Plop!"

Wang Can's heartbeat continued to speed up, and his chest heaved more and more obviously.Suddenly, a flush appeared on Wang Can's face.Hearing Wang Can's scream of "ah", he opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of blood mist.Fortunately, there was no one in front of Wang Can, so there was no impact.Wang Can's face was like gold paper, his eyes were closed, and he fell backwards.

Yang Xiu had sharp eyesight and quick hands, he immediately supported Wang Can, and hurriedly sent for medical treatment.

After some rescue, Wang Can woke up leisurely.

It's just that Wang Can's energy and spirit were sluggish, and he was unable to stay any longer.

Wang Lei breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked down, every poem he wrote had been divided up.Wang Yun, Cai Yong and the rest of the old guys took it, all talking triumphantly.

Wang Lei's calligraphy has become a sought-after calligraphy and painting.

Cai Yong looked at Wang Lei with eager eyes, and said with a smile: "Nephew, you have outstanding literary talent and can be called a great poet; the characters in your pen are strong and powerful, pioneering calligraphy, and you are already a great calligrapher. Although you are young, you are a great calligrapher. You can be called a great master if you learn from talent. Why don’t you write one or two more poems and write them down for this old man.”

Cai Yong directly changed his address and called him Xian nephew.

The same is true for other officials. I hope Wang Lei can write a few more poems.

Wang Lei hurriedly dodged it. He plagiarized the poems of the great poets of later generations. It was a helpless thing, and he was forced by Wang Can.Now that he was finally relieved, Wang Lei hurriedly avoided.Without Wang Lei, the old guys have no interest in traveling.A group of people began to descend the mountain, heading for the residence at the foot of the mountain.

After reaching the foot of the mountain, everyone rested in the camp.

After a night's rest, the group returned by car early the next morning.

On the way back, Wang Lei rode alone in a carriage with a big smile on his lips.After this incident, Wang Lei will definitely become famous in Chang'an and further in the world.