Someone said loudly, "Is this the Black Flood Dragon Brush Washer and Dragon Brain Inkstone that you won at the Double Ninth Literary Gathering yesterday?"
"Yes." Fang Yundao said.
"Unfortunately, the people who 'gave' you the inkstone and brush washer are not here. If they were here, then everyone would be happy."
Many people laughed.
Fang Yun took out a pitch-black tribute ink stick. Just as he was about to pour water into the dragon brain inkstone, he saw the Inky Flood Dragon fly out of the brush wash again with a splash of water all over its body. It flew above the dragon brain inkstone and sprinkled clear water down.
The Black Flood Dragon flew back to the brush washer and lazily lay on the edge of the brush washer, looking at Fang Yundao.
The Black Flood Dragon was like an ink painting, exquisite and beautiful, attracting many people's gazes.
Fang Yundao smiled and put the Tung Oil Smoke Ink Stick into the inkstone, then slowly ground the ink.
Normally, grinding ink would take a while, but when Fang Yundao put the ink stick in, he felt something was wrong. The Dragon Brain Inkstone seemed to have a magical ability. The moment the ink stick touched the inkstone, the ink stick lost a bit, and the lost ink quickly merged into the water, forming a moderately thick ink.
In the black ink, there were faint traces of blood. It was the power of the Dragon Brain Inkstone.
Fang Yundao spread out the white paper and dipped the brush in the thick ink. He thought and said, "I originally wanted to write a farewell poem, but Brother Dong Yun is not going to study, nor is he going to leave. More importantly, he is going to serve the human race, kill the demons and destroy the barbarians! Therefore, I hope that Brother Dong Yun can achieve something on the battlefield! "
After that, Fang Yundao slowly wrote the title, "Send Chang Dongyun to the border." After that, he began to write the main text.
"The border guards are Elm Fortress, Grand Scholar passes Ning An."
In the process of writing, the precious glow of a battle poem appeared on the paper.
Because it was a battle poem, Fang Yundao's calligraphy reached the next realm. Everyone heard the cry for help after the fire was lit, and then the clear sound of horse hooves.
"A farewell battle poem? Either it's useless, or it's important, "someone said.
"Chang Dongyun might be lucky."
Qiao Juze did not care about the battle poem, but said, "Back then, General Meng Tian chased away the demons and barbarians. Elm trees were planted as barriers, so Elm Fortress was generally referred to as a border pass. These two sentences say that when the beacon fire appeared at the border, the Jinshi went to Ning An City to provide support. Good, just these two sentences have shown Brother Dongyun's righteous spirit. "
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Willow leaves bloom with silver, falling flowers illuminate the jade saddle."
Another Jinshi commented, "The first sentence borrows from Yang Youji's story of shooting a willow leaf from a hundred paces away, but these two sentences are inverted. It should be 'The silver arrow pierces through the willow leaf, when the horse gallops, the shining saddle shines on the falling flower.' It was clearly a military campaign. Yet, he was able to write about equestrian archery so beautifully, making the Grand Scholars who participated in the war even more handsome and confident. There was not the slightest bit of blood and cruelty on the battlefield, showing us a different kind of frontier fortress poetry on the battlefield. Excellent line! "
Fang Yun continued writing.
"The full moon descends upon the shadow of the bow, and the stars enter the tip of the sword."
Qiao Juze suddenly clapped his hands and sighed softly, "As expected of Fang Zhenguo, a poem can actually be written with flowers! The first two sentences were inverted, and the last two sentences were even more so. Originally, the bow should be drawn like the full moon, and the sword should be drawn like the stars. Yet, he did the opposite. He wrote that because the hero's archery was too superb, when he drew the bow to the fullest, the moon would follow suit and become round. Then, he said that the sword art was too powerful. It caused the stars in the sky to enter the sword and strengthen the sword art's power. Strange, Fang Yun really has a heart of seven orifices! "
"When he wrote it like this, the entire scene seemed to come alive, beautiful to the extreme. He also wrote about the power of the Grand Scholars to the extreme. Look, Chang Dongyun is so happy that he can't close his mouth. Anyone who was praised like this would also laugh. "
Everyone looked over. Chang Dongyun was indeed full of smiles, completely forgetting that he could no longer enter the Confucius Academy and study at the Notre-Dame.
Fang Yun turned the tip of his brush and wrote the last two sentences. After Chang Dongyun saw it, his smile disappeared, and he revealed a look of gratitude.
"Don't learn from Yan Danke, the empty song makes the water cold."
Qiao Juze sighed again and said, "This poem is really a masterpiece. In the eight sentences, except for the first two sentences, which had to be written properly, there are six sentences in total. There are contradictions everywhere! First, the order of the words was reversed, then the meaning of the text was reversed, and finally the historical commentary was reversed. Yet, the contradictions are natural, and the contradictions are reasonable! If the first two sentences were also reversed, this poem would definitely be ranked as a masterpiece, on the same level as the poem 'The rooster cries in the thatched roof, the moon in the thatched roof, the traces of man on the bridge frosty'. However, I have never read a poem with three couplets that contradict each other. Fang Yun, other than the 'Every Word in the Book', created the 'Three Contradictions' in the order of the words, the meaning of the text, and the historical commentary. He is indeed worthy of the title of a masterpiece! "
Chang Dongyun sighed and said, "No matter how exquisite the first two contradictions are, they are just 'techniques', small Daos. But the last sentence, 'Don't learn from Yan Danke, the empty song makes the water cold', is different. This is not an ordinary warning. Jing Ke's assassination of Qin was praised by everyone, but these two sentences directly pointed out that Jing Ke's swordsmanship was not good enough. From a deeper level, it analyzed Jing Ke's failure to assassinate Qin. Although this saying can't be said to be perfect, it is like the morning bell and evening drum that reminds people. When I read the first few sentences, I was complacent and full of confidence. But these last two sentences were like a heavy blow to my head, completely waking me up. "
At this moment, the battle poem and the paper were slowly burning.
Chang Dongyun looked at Fang Yun gratefully and continued, "I suddenly understood that no matter how brilliant my riding skills are, no matter how cool I am on the battlefield, no matter how powerful my sharp tongue is, even if I can attract the stars to descend to the mortal world, if I fail, everything will be nothing but a bubble. This poem taught me two principles. One is to not be arrogant and complacent. The other is to think clearly about the way to kill the enemy. Otherwise, even if it is ten thousand times more tragic than Jing Ke, it is still a failure. "
Fang Yun nodded slightly, but in his heart, he was praising the talent of Luo Binwang, one of the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty. In terms of poetry, he was undoubtedly the best in the early Tang Dynasty. Unfortunately, Tang poetry was not fully developed in the early Tang Dynasty. As a pioneer, he was still limited. If he was born a hundred years later, at the peak of the development of Tang poetry, it was not known whether he would be the first person after Li Du.
"It is a pity that this battle poem does not have the light of heirloom. Only Fang Yun can use it."
"I wonder what the effect of this battle poem will be." Qiao Juze looked curiously at the burning paper.
The battle poem was completely burned, and the scene written in the poem appeared. It turned into bits of starlight and rushed into Chang Dongyun's body.
Chang Dongyun was stunned, and then his face showed joy. Finally, he closed his mouth tightly, afraid that something would fly out of his mouth.
Qiao Juze was shocked and said, "Could it be the poem's' connecting the stars to the sword '? Could it be that it can strengthen the sharp tongue? I didn't expect that other than the Sword Nurturing Poem and the Sword Opening Poem, there is actually a High Scholar poem that can do this? Originally, only a great scholar using Profound Words could do this. "
Chang Dongyun smiled but did not say anything.
"Bastard, say something!" One of Chang Dongyun's good friends was anxious.
Chang Dongyun did not say anything. Fang Yun did not care about him and was about to wash the ink. Who knew that the Inky Flood Dragon would pounce over. With a sweep of its tail, the ink on the tip of the brush disappeared, leaving behind a clean white brush tip.
Then, the Inky Flood Dragon rushed into the dragon brain inkstone and rolled around. The ink inside disappeared.
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