Chapter 977: My humble work appears
"My humble work? Hahaha, Mr. Zhu is really humble. With Mr. Zhu's talent as the number one scholar, the so-called humble work must be a masterpiece." Yuan Wei blinked his eyes. He looked at Zhu Pingan without blinking, with a joking smile on his lips, and praised Zhu Pingan insincerely. Then the conversation changed and he said in a tone that Zhu Ping'an could not refuse, "It is better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it all. Master Zhu, don't do anything to cherish it. This masterpiece must be a feast for our eyes."< br>
In Yuan Wei's view, this is a good opportunity for Zhu Ping'an to make a fool of himself.
In his opinion, what Zhu Pingan said was a humble work was just an excuse. He, Zhu Ping'an, had not conceived it at all. The few times Zhu Ping'an had submitted poems for his youth in the past, he had carefully planned and prepared them well in advance, so he could express them immediately and with high quality. But this time, the Holy Shang transferred him to Wuyi Hall to write Qingci. It was a bit sudden, which made Zhu Ping'an unable to prepare in advance. The fact that his level of Qingci was not good was suddenly exposed. He had already written two Qingci. Well, Zhu Ping'an didn't even write a single word.
If he, Zhu Ping'an, had conceived it well, with his shameless enthusiasm, he would have been eager to claim credit from the Holy One and win His favor.
This kid Zhu Pingan used despicable means (careful planning, advance preparation, speculation, etc.) to suppress himself several times. The opportunities that originally belonged to him were snatched away by him Zhu Pingan several times in one year. Not long ago, Zhu Ping'an, a young man, had been writing and compiling from the sixth rank of the Hanlin Academy since he was a child, and had been promoted successively, until he was now a bachelor's degree scholar of the fifth rank, which should not be underestimated.
Hmph, those opportunities for promotion originally belonged to you! ! !
They were all snatched away by Zhu Pingan!
God has given me such an opportunity this time, and I must seize it well and let Zhu Pingan make a fool of himself, let him understand, let everyone understand, and let the Holy One know that this Qing Ci Compared with Yuan Wei and me, Zhu Ping'an is still far behind.
During this breath, Yuan Wei’s mental activities were so rich that it was a mess.
Zhu Pingan definitely didn't know Yuan Wei's inner activities, but from Yuan Wei's joking smile and words, Zhu Pingan also made a guess.
Haha.
Want to make a fool of myself.
Sorry.
I will disappoint you this time.
I want to use your Qingci, slap you in the face, and make my name known.
Tsk, how does this feel like the modern saying "live in your house, spend your money, sleep with your wife, Beat your baby".
"This is just a humble composition, I'm afraid it will stain everyone's eyes." Zhu Ping'an made up his mind to use Yuan Wei's famous Qing Ci poem ten years later, but it was all pretentious on the surface. He paused hesitantly, then refused in a desperate manner.
Seeing Zhu Pingan's refusal, Yuan Wei's excited eyes sparkled. Zhu Pingan really didn't even say a word about the company. Zhu Pingan's refusal only strengthened Yuan Wei's determination just now. judgment.
Hehe
Zhu Pingan, the more you want to escape, the less likely I am to fulfill your wish. I, Yuan Wei, swear that I will make you look foolish this time!
"Haha, Mr. Zhu is so humble, but do you think we are not worthy of appreciating Mr. Zhu's masterpiece?!"
Yuan Weipi stared at Zhu Ping'an with a smile on his face. After hearing these heart-wrenching remarks, his eyelids jumped with excitement.
Uh
Old Yuan, you are really not a good actor, all your inner activities are revealed on your face.
Zhu Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.
"Master Zhu?" Yuan Weipi urged again with a smile.
"Uh, how could it be possible? In that case, I will show my shame." Zhu Pingan shook his head with a wry smile, and then replied helplessly.
Finally successful! ! !
Seeing that Zhu Pingan was forced to agree with a look of helplessness, Yuan Wei smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Haha
Being happy alone is not as good as being happy together. Zhu Pingan’s ugliness requires more people to watch it together to achieve the goal better.
So, Yuan Wei smiled and invited everyone in the room: "Haha, Mr. Zhu is going to write a masterpiece called Honghu. Why don't you, sir, wait and see with Wei."
Many people in the room I had been watching the fun just now, and now that I was invited by Yuan Wei, I naturally agreed happily.
Soon, most of the people in the room came to watch, surrounding Zhu Ping'an and Yuan Wei in the middle, like they were watching two jealous gorillas in the zoo.
Seeing this, Yuan Wei was very proud.
The more people, the better. It will be more interesting later when the true level of Zhu Ping'an's Qing Ci is revealed and he is made to look foolish.
"Ping'an's humble work has received so much attention from all of you, and I am very frightened..." Zhu Ping'an smiled bitterly and bowed his hands to everyone.
"Master Zhu, no need to say more, please come. Wei can't wait to appreciate Master Zhu's masterpiece Honghu."
Haha, at this time, you still want to delay time, Yuan Wei's eyes are bright Bright and bright, like two balls of fire, as if he had seen through Zhu Pingan's tricks, he looked at Zhu Pingan jokingly, opened his mouth to interrupt Zhu Pingan's words, and urged Zhu Pingan to write quickly, without giving Zhu Pingan any time to come up with ideas. opportunity.
"Then Ping'an will be embarrassed."
Zhu Ping'an raised his head and glanced at Yuan Wei, nodded with a wry smile, then held the brush in his right hand, holding the sleeve of his right hand in his left hand, and dipped the pen in the ink. Put pen to paper.
The moment he put down the pen, Zhu Ping'an's whole spirit and spirit changed instantly, as if he had transformed into a mountain with tens of thousands of walls and towering into the sky. The people watching could not help but feel an inexplicable feeling. The feeling of looking up.
Yuan Wei, who is closest to Zhu Pingan, feels the strongest. Damn, what's going on? Yuan Wei felt an inexplicable irritability and uneasiness in his heart.
At this moment, a gust of breeze blew, which instantly calmed Yuan Wei's irritable heart.
Huh, it must have been too hot just now, which gave me an illusion. He, Zhu Ping'an, couldn't write a word for a long time just now. Now that I'm forcing him to write and write immediately, it's weird if he doesn't make a fool of himself.
After calming down, Yuan Wei stared at the tip of Zhu Pingan's pen with great interest as if watching a good show.
"The Imperial Picture is Forty Thousand Miles Away..."
Zhu Ping'an moved his pen like a flying dragon, riding the wind and waves, and in an instant the first green line of his poem appeared on the paper.
The Emperor's Picture is Forty Thousand Miles, instantly showed a world-dominating momentum, and the first sentence made everyone hold their breath.
The joking look on Yuan Wei's face had disappeared unconsciously.
Before everyone could recover, Zhu Ping'an once again moved his pen as fast as he could. He kept writing and his hand kept moving. Lines of words were flying on the paper:
The imperial map is forty thousand miles away. Since ancient times, there has never been a single dynasty that unified 40,000 miles, and the Tao and the gods are boundless;
The emperor's life span is forty-five, and from now on, there are still nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-five years left, and he is born to live a boundless life.
Fu Yisheng Zhen Pi Mao, there are rules for everything. I only recommend you to be pure and sincere, and pray for good fortune. I look up to you, I look up to you, I look up to you...
Zhu Ping'an put pen to paper and wrote more than a hundred words in a eloquent manner without any extra points. He finished it in one go without even a second's pause in between.
I don’t know which word to start with. Yuan Wei’s mouth opened like a bellows, and he breathed heavily, as if someone had strangled his throat. (End of this chapter)