In the snow: The prince of Chu was killed, and Nangong Pushe forced him to marry him

The personality of the writer can be seen from the words. He is bohemian, unwilling to be restrained, and quite knowledgeable and ambitious.

Zhang Julu nodded slightly. At this time, no one in Shangyin Academy even paid attention to him.

After all, almost everyone present was arguing.

Generally divided into three factions.

Part of me feels that this poem is completely an anti-poem. Even if its author is not an anti-thief now, he may be an anti-thief in the future.

So they planned to capture Jiang Xuan and torture him first.

What I advocate is to kill the wrong person and not let him go!

There is also a part of me that feels that this poem is a warning, a warning to myself and to Shangyin Academy.

It was even a warning from the Liyang Dynasty.

So they think that the person who wrote this poem is a genius.

Even though he is a little dissatisfied with Liyang Dynasty now, since the other party came to Shangyin Academy, he also took the initiative to write this poem.

It proves that this person still recognizes the Liyang Dynasty in his heart and wants to change it.

Otherwise, why bother?

Came here and wrote a poem, just to find pleasure?

impossible!

As for the remaining part, it is completely neutral.

They don't read the poem, but only study it from a literary perspective. They think the poem is good, both in terms of description and conception.

Therefore, you should join Shangyin Academy.

Zhang Julu looked at the poem that had been silent for decades and had always been elegant, easy-going, and peaceful Shangyin Academy, and suddenly became so lively.

He chuckled and shook his head, thinking that this poem really caused an uproar.

But in his opinion, this poem.

Not bad.

It was very to his taste.

Of course, the most important thing is that he feels that the author of this poem is like a catfish put into a pond.

You can make this lifeless pond come alive and have a new look!

Thinking of this, he looked at the signature under the corner and muttered softly.

"Jiang Xuan..."

Chapter 7 Dali Lake, Xu Weixiong

Jiang Xuan didn't know that there was a huge quarrel in Shangyin Academy because of one of his poems.

But even if he knew it, Jiang Xuan wouldn't have any unnecessary expressions.

At this time, he was just looking at the Dali Lake quietly, and at this time, a small boat moved over quietly.

Jiang Xuan didn't seem to be looking at that person, his eyes just fell in front of him.

It was the sunset setting from the sky, which made the lake a red color.

And in the sky, an unknown bird flew by with a cry of "Ah!"

"The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!"

Jiang Xuan's soliloquy just now was not loud, but it could still be heard.

In the Shangyin Academy, the originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

But what they were looking at was not Jiang Xuan, but the man on the boat on Yiyi Lake.

At this time, the person sitting on the boat suddenly put down the book in his hand and looked at Jiang Xuan.

This man was wearing a green robe and a black hairband, and he was holding a book in one hand.

Jiang Xuan looked at it from a distance and found that it was a book that was not highly praised by Liyang scholars today, "Kao Gong Ji".

However, Jiang Xuan was not interested in "Kao Gong Ji", nor was he interested in this woman in Tsing Yi.

But this woman's boat stopped in front of him.

The two people looked at each other, Jiang Xuan frowned slightly.

This woman looks handsome, with fair skin, but her hair is combed high, making her look like a man.

However, although the appearance of his daughter was concealed, it added a bit of heroism, and at the same time, his eyes fell on Jiang Xuan.

"Did you write that poem just now?"

Jiang Xuan frowned and said nothing.

It seemed to him that before speaking, it was only right to introduce oneself to one's family.

But Xu Weixiong had no respect at all and started asking questions when he came up.

And the words in his mouth were extremely tough.

When Jiang Xuan thought of this, he looked at the other party with an indifferent expression, condescending and said nothing.

Xu Weixiong frowned slightly. When she looked at Jiang Xuan, an unhappy look appeared on her face: "I'm talking to you, why are you so unruly?"

Jiang Xuan sneered when he heard this, but still looked at her: "Is this how people in Shangyin Academy follow the rules?"

Xu Weixiong frowned slightly. Among the students of Shangyin Academy, no one dared to speak to her like this.

Even the teachers and the wine ministers, most of them were respectful to her.

After all, there are not many people who can recite poems, compose poems, and argue with her.

Before Xu Weixiong could speak, the students on the shore shrank their necks one by one, for fear of being splashed with blood.

You must know that Xu Weixiong is not an ordinary person. He has an unshakable position in the entire Shangyin Academy and even the entire Liyang literary world.

This person studied ancient music and musical instruments intensively, and studied the geography of Kanyu. His poems were astonishing, and he had a deep understanding of the mountains and valleys in his mind.

Based on his talent, Rouge was ranked as the deputy leader.

Xu Weixiong has excellent equestrian skills and first-class swordsmanship. He has an ancient sword named Hong Chi that can cut iron as hard as clay.

Even when she was 13 years old, she was able to kill people and harvest [-] heads.

Xu Weixiong entered Shangyin Academy to study at the age of 16, and directly worshiped Wang Jijiu and the military master Han Guzi.

You must know that many people were dissatisfied at that time. Xu Weixiong did not argue and directly drew his sword and killed one of them.

This person's temperament is like this. He can fight with literature, but he is also not afraid of fighting with force.

Xu Weixiong was in Shangyin Academy, where he learned Wang Ba's strategy and the art of vertical and horizontal closing.

In addition to his dominance in poetry and essays, he was also known as "Xu Shi and Shi San" in chess. He created the first nineteen-way chessboard, and even lost ten games in a row with everyone in the literary world, and finally ran away.

Jiang Xuan's eyes fell on Xu Weixiong. He naturally knew this famous talented woman.

But he really wasn't used to the other party's arrogance.

After all, he was not one of those weak students who just let Xu Weixiong draw his sword and chop him down.

Seeing Jiang Xuan and Xu Weixiong looking at each other, plus what he just said.

The eyes of those around who knew Xu Weixiong all fell on Jiang Xuan.

They secretly thought, "It's over. This new brother will probably spill his blood on the lake today."

If it weren't for Xu Weixiong, there might be someone who could help, but this aunt has killed countless people over the years.

In addition to being a member of the Northern Liang Prince's Palace, her talents and knowledge are even more speechless.

If you ask her why she killed someone, there will definitely be eight hundred answers waiting for you, and there will also be reasons to kill you.

But she wouldn't say why, she would just cut with her sword.

And this is Xu Weixiong.

Xu Weixiong looked at Jiang Xuan at this time. She was in a good mood today, after all, the weather was good.

And as for Jiang Xuan's last words, she was more concerned about the previous poem.

The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!

Xu Weixiong looked at the scenery of Dali Lake in front of him, the mountain peaks in the distance, and the birds whining alone in the sky...

Xu Weixiong glanced at Jiang Xuan, but she still held the sword and stood up slowly.

gollum...

Facing the stares between Jiang Xuan and Xu Weixiong, many people present felt an inexplicable pressure.

Some of the new students knew Xu Weixiong, so they subconsciously backed away.

And even if some people know it, they don't care.

A man came out at this time. He laughed first, and then looked at Jiang Xuan and Xu Weixiong.

"What are you two doing? You really think that there is no one in Shangyin Academy, but you are barking here while the teachers are marking the papers!"

Xu Weixiong looked at the student coldly, and then heard her cold and biting voice falling on everyone's ears.

"you come down."

Although the student was standing by the water, he felt the coldness on Xu Weixiong's body and the long sword in his hand, so he subconsciously took a step back.

But as if he thought of something, he took a step forward again and stood on the shore.

"I'm right here, come up!" The man looked at Xu Weixiong with a stern expression and continued.

"You are just a prostitute. They are afraid of your backstage, but I am not afraid!"

"According to me, a woman like you should have gotten out of Shangyin Academy a long time ago!"

Although Xu Weixiong's face was expressionless, the veins on her white palms jumped, proving that she was not as calm as she seemed.

After all, over the years, even with her outstanding literary talents, she has even put many literary people in Liyang to shame.