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Chapter 265: Five thousand years, the last thing they lack is genius

Even though Hu Hanmo lost his composure in public,
Not many people cared about it at the scene.

The eyes of the public,
They gathered in the main building of Tengwang Pavilion.

At this moment, Lin Feng, standing on the main building of Tengwang Pavilion——

The absolute protagonist!
At this moment, Lin Feng, who was immersed in his own world and obsessed with creation—

It is the focus of everyone's attention!
Even if you, Hu Hanmo, have great power in the court.

Even if you, Qi Guoqiang, are the most powerful official in the country.

But what does all this have to do with you?
At this moment, everyone wanted to see Lin Feng's performance more!
At this moment, what everyone wanted to know more was how Lin Feng could finish writing "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng".

He was not affected at all by the voices of the crowd.

Lin Feng picked up his pen and wrote down the fourth paragraph of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" on the rice paper:

"My heart is full of joy and my spirit is high. The clear sound of music brings forth the fresh breeze, the delicate song brings forth the white clouds. The green bamboos of Suiyuan are as majestic as the wine bottles of Pengze; the red flowers of Ye River shine brightly on the brush of Linchuan. These four beauties are all there, and two are hard to match. I gaze at the sky and enjoy myself on my free days."

"The sky is high and the earth is vast, and I feel the infinity of the universe; when the excitement is over and sadness comes, I know that there is a limit to the fullness and emptiness. Looking at Chang'an in the sunset, looking at Wu
We will meet in the clouds. The land is at its highest point and the South Sea is deep; the sky is high and the North Star is far away. The mountains and passes are difficult to cross, who will pity the lost? We are all strangers in a foreign land when we meet by chance. I miss the emperor's gatekeeper but cannot see him. How many years will I serve in the Xuanshi Hall?

If we say that the first three verses of the poem——

All of these are preparations for "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng".

Then, the fourth verse -

This is the essence of the entire article "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng"!
When the four verses of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" were written by Lin Feng on the rice paper.

All the scholars in the audience could no longer sit still!
Originally thought, as a "poet crazy" Zhuang Han, walking into the main building of Tengwang Pavilion, this would be a great honor for Lin Feng.

It will be a one-sided fight!
After all, as a contemporary "Zhu Xi", as the master of contemporary Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism——

Zhuang Han's achievements in ancient Chinese poetry are indeed unmatched!
And the fact is, it did not disappoint.

When Zhuang Han walked up to the main building of Tengwang Pavilion, he wrote 15 poems in a row, each of which is a classic and can be included in contemporary Chinese language textbooks.

I thought that Zhuang Han's performance was indeed amazing!
I thought that the performance of the literary master Zhuang Han was enough to beat Lin Feng, a half-baked man who became famous halfway through his career. It could even be said that he completely crushed him!
But who ever thought,

When Lin Feng is such a person who doesn't care about the length of the article,
When the scholar of extraordinary appearance walked up to the main building of Tengwang Pavilion,
The situation was reversed?!
Every line of poetry and every Chinese character written by Lin Feng seemed to not exist in this world, but to come from the legendary fairyland that is out of reach!
It is hard to imagine that such a meaningful sentence or word could actually be...

Was it written by Lin Feng, a lazy scholar?
Before Lin Feng walked up to the main building of Tengwang Pavilion,
Almost everyone in the audience thought that Lin Feng was facing Zhuang Han, a contemporary master of Confucianism.

The end is bound to be a disastrous defeat! The end can only be being crushed!
But who would have thought that when Lin Feng walked up to the main building of Tengwang Pavilion, the situation was...

Such a reversal has happened?
Yes, it was a disastrous defeat!
Yes, it was a crushing defeat!
However, the person who was crushed, that is, the winner, was not Zhuang Han, but Lin Feng, who had always been looked down upon by tens of thousands of scholars and writers at the scene!
Who would have thought that a rough man wearing cheap clothes and sloppy writing had such a thing in his mind——

How could there be such literary talent?!
At this moment, a young man with untidy beard and unkempt appearance was seen standing on the main building of Tengwang Pavilion.

The clothes and pants he was wearing were bought from Taobao from some street stall, and they looked very cheap at first glance.

Although his shoes were clean, one had to admit that they looked old from the whitened edges of the shoes.

In sharp contrast to this unkempt, unshaven young man,

It's the old man standing next to him!
This old man, dressed in Confucian robes, was well-dressed and looked like a sage. At first glance, he looked like a great literary figure.

Although, the difference in appearance is indeed a bit too big.

However, the status of the two people at this moment is completely different!
I saw Lin Feng, who was dressed in tattered clothes, holding a brush and writing on rice paper.

Although the clothes are ragged,
But his eyes revealed an unusually wise light.

It seems to contain the stars in the universe. It seems to hide the simple method of the great way.

He kept writing one wonderful and extraordinary word after another on rice paper.

On the other hand, Zhuang Han, who was standing next to Lin Feng, was dressed brightly and beautifully, but at this moment,
I've already been exhausted and sweating profusely!
"One of my songs is worth ten thousand of yours!"

Lin Feng's words echoed in Zhuang Han's ears one after another.

At first, hearing Lin Feng's big talk, Zhuang Han just snorted with disdain:
"What a boast!"

But gradually, when Zhuang Han saw Lin Feng write the fourth paragraph of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" with his own eyes, Zhuang Han realized that -

It turns out that Lin Feng was not just bragging!
It turns out that Lin Feng really has this ability!
Judging from the "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" that Lin Feng has written so far, as long as Lin Feng can finish writing it, as long as Lin Feng can still maintain his current level at the end!
There is no doubt that Lin Feng wrote this poem "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" on the main building of the Pavilion of Prince Teng.

It will definitely become a masterpiece that will go down in history books!
Let Zhuang Han show his amazing talent,

However, he wrote these fifteen poems on the main building of Tengwang Pavilion.

However, can we rely on these fifteen poems to challenge Lin Feng's "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng"?
not enough!
Not enough!
This can be described as unattainable!
What is a masterpiece?
A masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages means that thousands of years later, you, Lin Feng, and the poem you wrote will be passed down to future generations along with the long river of history.

Although by that time, you, Lin Feng, had already died,
But through this poem written by you, Lin Feng, as long as China exists, as long as the Chinese nation exists, you, Lin Feng, will be remembered by future generations forever!
Although Zhuang Han has outstanding literary talent, he can be called a respected master of literature in China!
However, looking at the long river of time, placing a person like Zhuang Han in the torrent of history——

What the hell is he?
Throughout the ages, there have been countless writers and poets. No matter how brilliant and brilliant they are, no matter how great their achievements are, their final outcome is to disappear in the torrent of history.
China has a history of 5,000 years. During this long period of time, on this deep land,

What we lack the most is talent!
(End of this chapter)