A scroll was sent to the center of the banquet. After a round of discussion among the officials, there was a sudden silence!
Most of the officials could see that this was the poem "To the Returning Army of the Han", the poem that was specifically used to insult Gu Hai. Now, in front of everyone, this poem was going to be given to Gu Hai? Wasn't this pointing at Gu Hai's face and slapping him?
After a round of discussion, Gu Hai and his group instantly knew what was written in the scroll.
Li Shenji's eyes lit up and he revealed a faint smile. He held his wine glass, took a sip and looked in the direction of Gu Hai.
Long Wanyu also heard the name "To the Returning Army of the Han" and knew what was written in the scroll. Was this insulting her brother-in-law? No matter how insensitive Long Wanyu was, she also knew that Heokkang Of Silla was up to no good.
Long Wanyu glared at him and was about to stand up and kick the table over.
However, Gu Hai suddenly grabbed Long Wanyu's hand and stopped her.
"Brother-in-law, why are you stopping me? This old thing is up to no good! "Long Wanyu suddenly shouted.
"Oh, it's alright. Since he gave us a gift, we'll accept it. Let me take a look and see what's written." Gu Hai said with a smile.
"But …!" Long Wanyu was slightly stunned.
Gu Hai smiled and shook his head.
"Alright!" Long Wanyu nodded but still glared at Heokkang Of Silla.
Heokkang Of Silla looked at Gu Hai, Zi Wei and Chang Sheng with a smile.
"For us? There are three of us and you only gave us one gift? How are we going to split it? You're really stingy! "Chang Sheng said unhappily.
"So stingy. You don't even give us enough to eat. Just now, I heard that you need the other party to contribute to the banquet. Now, there are three of us and you only gave us one gift. So stingy! "Zi Wei also nodded.
Zi Wei and Chang Sheng's mutterings were not loud, but at this moment, everyone had quietened down. They held their breaths and waited for Gu Hai's expression to change after he read the contents. The voices of the two immediately reached everyone's ears.
The news also spread throughout the entire capital city.
Countless commoners also had awkward expressions on their faces.
Heokkang Of Silla's face darkened. What he gave her was the poem in the scroll, not the scroll. She wanted three copies? If it wasn't for the fact that this was a live broadcast, Heokkang Of Silla really wanted to shut their mouths and step on them. Stingy? F * ck your mother!
"Mr. Goode, aren't you going to open it and take a look?" Heokkang Of Silla asked with a smile.
"What are you looking at? This scroll is either filled with two lousy words or a lousy painting. We're about to throw up after reading it. How stingy. It would be good to give us something to eat! "Chang Sheng said in dissatisfaction.
"Yeah, so stingy!" Zi Wei nodded.
Obviously, Chang Sheng and Zi Wei did not know the contents of the scroll.
Heokkang Of Silla's right hand, which was placed under the table, was already clenched into a fist. The veins on his fist were popping out. These two idiots, were they really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?
"Alright, Heokkang Of Silla wants to show off his gift. When in Rome, do as the Romans do!" Gu Hai said with a smile.
What do you mean by showing off his gift? Don't you know how to talk? Am I that kind of person? Why does this Gu Hai speak like those two idiots? So annoying?
However, since Gu Hai agreed to open the scroll in front of everyone, Heokkang Of Silla could only look at Gu Hai with a smile. Wait until you open it, let's see how this poem will embarrass you.
"Someone, bring a desk. Let Heokkang Of Silla show off his gift!" Gu Hai ordered.
Heokkang Of Silla smiled stiffly and did not say a word.
The group of officials and 200 million people in the capital city saw the anger under Heokkang Of Silla's stiff smile and felt sorry for him. Was this a slap to Gu Hai's face or a slap to his own face? Why did it seem a little wrong?
The desk was placed in front of them. The scroll was placed on it.
"Let me open it. What is this lousy thing that needs to be shown off like this?" Zi Wei walked forward.
Chang Sheng grabbed one end of the scroll, and Zi Wei slowly moved it close to the desk and revealed it.
The scroll opened gently, and a white light shot up into the sky.
"Buzz!"
Like a white meteor, it soared into the clouds in the sky.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, with the white meteor light pillar as the center, gusts of wind suddenly swept up around it like a tornado, surrounding the white meteor light pillar.
"Rumble …!"
In the sky, rolling dark clouds suddenly gathered and slowly rotated around the top of the light pillar. Bursts of thunder sounded. Immediately, a large amount of rain fell from the huge, rotating clouds.
As the rain fell, it was blown in all directions by the strong wind.
The white light shone with a majestic aura.
"Overwhelming Righteous Energy? This is the first volume? The first stroke of the Calligraphy Dao? "Chang Sheng was slightly stunned.
"Shocking the Wind and Rain? Overwhelming Righteous Energy is born? "Zi Wei was also slightly stunned.
The aura of the strong wind and torrential rain burst out in all directions. Although the cultivators sat in the plaza and the wind and rain did not fall, the anxious aura fascinated the group of officials. In the capital city, the two hundred million people were even more excited.
"This is Shocking the Wind and Rain, the first volume, the first stroke of the Calligraphy Dao. Is this the aura of the Calligraphy Dao that Heokkang Of Silla sealed when he first wrote it?"
"Is that white meteor the Overwhelming Righteous Energy? I have seen the teachers of Five Mountains Academy before. They could also write Overwhelming Righteous Energy. However, there were only a few. However, this is a meteor soaring into the sky, vast and boundless! "
"What a great volume of the Calligraphy Dao!"
"What is written?"
"Ah? 'To the Army Returning from the Han'? "
"How can a gentleman abandon a villain? A villain is like a blade of grass returning from death!
However, to encourage one's heart to return, there is no need to fight for anything! "
"Isn't this scolding Gu Hai? Saying that Gu Hai is a villain? So Heokkang Of Silla gave this scroll. Hahaha! "
"Shocking the Wind and Rain, Overwhelming Righteous Energy is born!"
"Good poem, good poem!"
"Heokkang Of Silla wrote well. These three villains, do not give them face!"
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Countless people in the city cheered.
In the restaurant.
Fairy Wan 'er's face darkened, showing a trace of anxiety.
In another small courtyard.
Sima Changkong and Jinmu Of Silla looked up and saw the huge sky in the picture. Both of them frowned slightly.
"Aura of the Calligraphy Dao? If this Heokkang Of Silla did not specialize in tactics, he would indeed be a rare talent in the Calligraphy Dao! "Jinmu Of Silla frowned.
"Gu Hai and the rest have indeed attracted the attention of the entire city for us!" Sima Changkong said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Sima, don't you think this poem is good?" Jinmu Of Silla looked at Sima Changkong.
"It's alright!" Sima Changkong did not comment further.
"Gu Hai's name will be crushed by this poem from today onwards!" Jinmu Of Silla sighed and felt that it was a pity.
Sima Changkong did not speak, but looked at the picture in the sky.
The people in Dadu City cheered. Some of the officials in Wuyue Academy also cheered.
"Good poem! Your Highness's poem is hard to find in the world! "
"When the brush falls, it stirs the wind and rain, and gives birth to a righteous aura. Each and every one of these scrolls are treasures of the world. It would be a pity to give away such a great gift, hahaha!"
"What a good poem, what a shameless person!"
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Some of the officials laughed and cheered. However, the supporters led by Mo Yike, Qin Zibai, and Chang Sheng did not say a word.
Heokkang Of Silla stroked his beard and showed a proud expression, but his eyes were sharp as he stared at the three of them.
Ziwei and Chang Sheng were both Heaven-grade brushes, so they had the ability to appreciate. Their faces immediately darkened.
"I wonder if the three of you are satisfied with this poem?" Heokkang Of Silla smiled and said.
This was obviously a poem that was scolding them, so how could Ziwei and Chang Sheng agree? The shouts of the people around also showed that they were mocking the three of them.
Chang Wanyu was about to explode.
Gu Hai suddenly chuckled and said, "It's barely passable, it's just so-so!"
"Huh?" The mocking laughter of the officials suddenly stopped.
"Not bad, it's just so-so!" Ziwei and Chang Sheng immediately shouted.
"Wow!"
At this moment, the people in the city were also in an uproar.
The first stroke of the calligraphy scroll is shocking the wind and the first stroke of the calligraphy scroll is just so-so? This Gu Hai did it on purpose, right? That's right, how could a shameless person understand the essence of Heokkang Of Silla's calligraphy? How could he understand the meaning of calligraphy?
At the banquet, on the square, the officials were about to criticize, but Heokkang Of Silla's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Hahahaha, Mr. Goode said it's just so-so, so Mr. Goode can definitely write better than this? Today's meeting between the two countries, why don't Mr. Goode also compose a poem? Let's see how much literary talent Mr. Goode represents the Da Qian Diplomatic Corps. "Heokkang Of Silla suddenly laughed loudly.
Let Gu Hai represent the Da Qian Diplomatic Corps to write a poem?
The officials immediately looked at Heokkang Of Silla. Heokkang Of Silla was indeed far-sighted. If Gu Hai were to write a poem, Gu Hai would definitely not be able to do it. This was not only to humiliate these three people, but also to suppress Da Qian's arrogance.
The officials were silent as they stared at Gu Hai.
You said it yourself, it's just so-so, so why don't you write it?
Li Shenji sat at the side and did not interrupt, as if he was waiting for Gu Hai to make a fool of himself.
"Mr. Goode, what's wrong? You don't dare to write anymore? Why don't you write a poem that's not 'so-so' to broaden our horizons? "Heokkang Of Silla laughed.
At this moment, in the capital.
Fairy Wan 'er was anxious. Voices were scolding Gu Hai for overestimating himself.
In the image, Gu Hai picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and said with a smile, "My calligraphy is also so-so!"
"Mr. Goode doesn't dare to write?" Heokkang Of Silla said aggressively.
"Heh, but it's not that difficult to surpass this poem, right?" Gu Hai said with a smile.
"Oh?" Heokkang Of Silla raised an eyebrow, showing a trace of disbelief.
"Ziwei, Changsheng. This time, the two of you have been wronged. This time, I'll give the two of you a poem called 'Ode to Chivalry' to clear your names! "Gu Hai said.
"Ode to Chivalry?" The officials around him were confused.
"Chivalry? These two people who hurt people in the dark and sneak up on people from behind? Hahahaha …! "Heokkang Of Silla laughed disdainfully.
"I'll do it. Changsheng, please grind, Ziwei, and write!" Gu Hai said in a low voice.
"Okay!" The two of them answered immediately.
Immediately, Binghime ordered another desk to be set up. Ziwei, Changsheng, and Changsheng began to grind, waiting for Gu Hai to dictate.
Everyone looked at Gu Hai. Compose a poem? You're asking for trouble! You can do it? Ode to Chivalry? These two people are chivalrous?
No matter how much the crowd despised them, Gu Hai had already begun his oral description.
"Han Ke's beard is long, Dry hook is bright as frost and snow!
A silver saddle shines on a white horse, Valiant as a shooting star!
Killing a person in ten steps, Leaving no trace for thousands of miles!
Leaving after the deed is done, Hiding the merit and reputation!
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Following Gu Hai's dictation, Ziwei wrote stroke by stroke.
Ziwei was a heaven-level brush, and the strength of the strokes was astonishing. Moreover, the artistic conception of calligraphy had reached the peak. With one stroke, white light soared into the sky. Han Ke's beard is long, Dry hook is bright as frost and snow! A silver saddle shines on a white horse, Valiant as a shooting star!
When the two lines of the five-character poem were written, almost everyone's disdainful smile suddenly disappeared.
"What a neat and unrestrained poem! It's as if there's an indescribable unruliness in it! "Sima Changkong, who was in the capital, said in surprise.
"Boom!"
When the two lines came out, a surge of awe-inspiring righteousness that was thicker than the Returning Army of the Han soared into the sky. It was like a bigger shooting star, rushing straight to the nine heavens and illuminating the surrounding heaven and earth.
Heokkang Of Silla's expression changed. Gu Hai could compose a poem? How was that possible?
The expressions of the officials changed as well. How was that possible? Gu Hai had written a five-character poem. The description of the artistic conception was definitely weaker than a seven-character poem. Why did it have a scholarly righteousness that surpassed the Returning Army of the Han Ke's when it left the paper? That feeling made people look up to it? Most importantly, this seemed to be the beginning of the poem.
Long poems were harder to compose than short poems. The Han Ke's Returning Army of the Han Ke was only a short poem with two lines. However, could Gu Hai write more? Could he have written it wrong?
Killing a person in ten steps, Leaving no trace for thousands of miles!
When this line appeared, the officials present suddenly felt all the hair on their bodies stand on end. Countless goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.
The heaven-level brush fell, expressing the artistic conception of this line to the extreme. In an instant, everyone seemed to see the image of a swordsman charging in all directions with a sword, charging at everyone.
That swordsman charged straight at people's hearts. Killing a person in ten steps, Leaving no trace for thousands of miles. This immediately portrayed the image of a swordsman in the first two lines.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Suddenly, from Zi Wei's writing paper, more and more streams of Aoran Qi of Righteousness soared into the sky. Like ten meteors, the Aoran Qi of Righteousness soared into the clouds in the sky.
The storm raged, the righteous energy soared to the sky, and the world was bright. In an instant, the awe-inspiring righteousness formed by the Returning Army of Hanghui seemed to have dimmed significantly.
Brushing his clothes and leaving after the matter is done, he hides his achievements and fame!
"Rumble!"
Another twenty beams of righteous light soared into the sky like shooting stars.
An otherworldly aura surged out.
In Dadu.
"Hu!"
Sima Changkong suddenly stood up.
"Killing one in ten steps, leaving no trace for ten thousand li! Leaving with a flick of his sleeves, concealing his achievements and fame? Good poem, good poem. Hahahaha. Mr Goode's calligraphy skills were actually so impressive. What an otherworldly aura. Swordsman? What a great hero! "Sima Changkong said excitedly.
The people in the city were also stunned at this moment.
"How is it possible? Aoran Qi of Righteousness, that horrible aoran Qi of Righteousness. There are dozens of them, more than Heokkang Of Silla? How is it possible? "
"Killing one in ten steps, leaving no trace for ten thousand li! Leaving with a flick of his sleeves, concealing his achievements and fame! Why do I have goosebumps all over my body? It's so scary, so majestic! "
"Looking back at the Returning Army of Hanghui, why do I have a feeling that I can't watch it anymore?"
"Walk of Chivalry? Are you talking about those two villains? Are those two villains chivalrous? "
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In the city, those who didn't understand calligraphy could already tell the difference between the two based on the amount of Aoran Qi of Righteousness. Those who understood calligraphy shuddered as if they were drenched in ice water on a hot summer day, and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies. This was a kind of otherworldly enjoyment.
This was the "Walk of Chivalry" written by the immortal poet Li Bai on Earth when Gu Hai was young. The location was slightly changed, but the immortal poet's aura naturally came out of the paper.
As soon as the four lines were written, the aura of the Returning Army of Hanghui was completely suppressed. The winner was obvious.
When Li Bai wrote a poem, who could compete with him?
"He's still writing? He's not done yet? There's more? "The people in the city changed their expressions.
However, in the image, Gu Hai continued to dictate, and Zi Wei continued to write. The "Walk of Chivalry" was not just a short four lines. There was more to come.
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