章節 33: Chapter 0033: Stopping Writing
After Ye Qing finished her salute, she noticed that the hundreds of invitations placed on the table were mostly golden, with the remaining dozen or so being light blue.
One of them is somewhat familiar, but at first glance, he is the young master of the Yu family. Has this person also come?
This child doesn't look sideways now and has great composure.
These people didn't sit together, they were separated by distance as if they were afraid of each other, with other golden posts in the middle as a buffer.
Ye Qing realized in her heart that these were her main opponents, but her heart was stirred as she thought, "Although the Dragon King Banquet was a good story in her past life, only saying that the top three benefited a lot, she never specified who it was
The young master of the Yu family, is he one of the three main characters, Yu Fan
Just as I was thinking about it, I listened to the Dragon Lord speaking above: "The underwater palace is deep and I am ignorant. Gentlemen, come here with no reward, and we will hold a small banquet. Please enjoy yourselves
As he spoke, Long Jun clapped his hands.
This is the order, and suddenly horns were sounded around, beating the drums of war. Before many soldiers could react, they saw banners fluttering and the soldiers rushing in.
These armored soldiers all had a commanding aura, and when they gathered three hundred, their killing intent condensed. A few of the soldiers immediately changed color, and some even fell off the mat.
Ye Qing had heard of it in his past life, and immediately knew that this was the first test. He had been prepared for it, sat still, and his gaze swept away. However, he saw that only half of them could maintain their composure, and only twenty had a calm expression.
Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy the peaceful breaking of the formation! "Someone said, and suddenly the three hundred armored soldiers' banners were continuous, displaying their heroic and majestic demeanor.
Ye Qing remained still, looking at these things. Although he had been prepared, he still felt that his murderous intent was aimed straight at his forehead, similar to the Mountain Temple on that day. However, in addition to its cold and sharp edge, it was even more majestic. It penetrated directly into the temple, and he had a clear understanding in his heart: "In the future of the great tribulation, did this Dragon Lord have any awareness? If it is really like this, he has put in a lot of effort
This is actually a military parade, showing off its power. Everyone present is talented, and as long as it spreads, there will be many wonderful things.
As Guo looked closely, he saw that even though he had a calm expression, he was still secretly intimidated.
Furthermore, the Dragon Palace banquet is a feast for scholars! "Seeing that the guests were all intimidated, Long Jun smiled slightly and signaled that he could change the melody. The melody was clear and melodious, lingering around the beam, and only then did everyone come to their senses.
At the command of the Dragon King, the young girls shuttled up, all with beautiful looks and smooth white jade on their foreheads, replacing the fresh fruits and nectar on each table.
The girl who walked up to Ye Qing this time was still the familiar Dragon Maiden!
She was not surprised by the pile of empty plates, smiled and changed them into new ones, then whispered to Ye Qing, "Hey, we can't help but have more at the big banquet. There's no need for orders from above, someone will continue to serve... Your father is actually very stingy, so don't say it's me who said it
Thank you, Dragon Sister! "Ye Qing smiled slightly and thought to herself," Is this stinginess a hint? Is it true or false?
Only those who have benefits can be called sisters, it's really despicable! "Dragon Girl smiled lightly and pretended to be angry, but without any displeasure. After speaking, she quietly retreated to the western curtain, with a graceful demeanor, blending in with hundreds of girls with different moods.
It's not surprising to have one or two girls of this color, but all of them have this quality, which makes people look at each other in awe. Whether it's a golden or light blue invitation, they all pay attention to it, only saying that Long Jun is very lucky.
However, Ye Qing noticed their subtle aura and carefully observed that these palace maids had smooth white jade on their foreheads, which were not purely aquatic, indicating
No one would have thought that these are all dragon girls? "Ye Qing was shocked and somewhat envious.
This is the profound heritage. Since the fall of the Dragon Lord in Taiping Lake, this Dragon Lord has held this position for eight thousand years.
How many people can compare to the longevity of a ruler who founded a country in the mortal world and supported millions of people, with a rank higher than that of a dragon ruler? Not to mention eight thousand years, eight hundred years, even eighty years is extremely rare!
The emperor of this world lives longer than on Earth, but only one hundred or twenty years old.
Living for eight thousand years, with a palm over eight hundred miles of Taiping Lake, no matter how many beautiful women are collected, it is not an exaggeration. The birth of children is of high quality, and these one hundred dragon girls are all extraordinary. Each one has innate beauty, and I wonder if this dragon palace will attract any extra husbands?
Ye Qing took advantage of the nearby water tower to feast his eyes and appreciate it. He suddenly noticed a golden starlight in a certain woman's sleeve, and then noticed her position in the forefront of seclusion. His face changed slightly, and he dared not look at her recklessly anymore.
Looking down at the fresh fruit and nectar on the table, all of which had changed varieties, when it was supposed to be a big feast, there were thousands of urgent thoughts in my heart, which finally froze on the dragon girl's slightly angry expression.
It seems that Huang Long's performance on the upper floor has been too focused, and there is no good banquet. "Ye Qing narrowed her eyes and looked at the pale blue invitation on the table, pondering in her heart.
However, despite her usual laughter and anger, Ye Qing was someone who had gone through two civilizations and experienced the tribulation of life and death in the previous world, but she was not afraid in her heart.
At this moment, I restrained my mind and looked at the Dragon Palace banquet. If it were someone else, perhaps I would have been shocked long ago and developed a feeling of only wanting to live here for a lifetime, right?
At this thought, his whole body trembled, and in an instant he knew: "No wonder the three main characters are a bit vague. I'm afraid except for Yu Fan, the other two have all stayed in the Dragon Palace... This really has the intention of attracting a son-in-law
No, I can't get into this game for no reason. I have to eat back to my original self first! "At that moment, Ye Qing picked up an unfamiliar purple red fruit and bit it hard
As hundreds of guests in the hall gradually began to smile, Long Jun nodded secretly in the hall and then looked down slowly, saying, "Today's banquet, how can there be no poetry accompanying the occasion? Let's take the lake as the theme and ask everyone to write a poem
As soon as these words fell, many dragon maidens gracefully ascended, offering ink, paper, and inkstones.
The footsteps of the Dragon Maiden were silent, causing a silence in the hall. Many scholars were eventually outstanding figures in the world, but they no longer paid attention to them. Some held their foreheads to ponder, some closed their eyes to ponder, some looked up at the blue roof of the hall, and some scratched their fingers on the ceiling, indicating that they were contemplating and organizing poetry and prose.
The Dragon Maiden presented her with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Seeing the disheveled state on the table, she chuckled inwardly and made a contemptuous remark, "You really ate it all
During the conversation, the silk collar slightly drooped, revealing a snow-white appearance. Ye Qing took a special look and secretly praised, "I never expected this body to be really talented
The Dragon Maiden suddenly felt a sensation and raised her head to meet Ye Qing's naked "appreciative" gaze. This time, she was really not pretending to be angry. Regardless of the occasion, the Dragon Maiden bit her teeth and squeezed out a resentful sentence from between her teeth, "Hey, scholar, can you do it
At this point, regardless of age, no man would say 'no'.
Ye Qing locked eyes with her, and in an instant, Guo captured a fleeting essence. Guo was profound and unpredictable, and her heart turned a thousand thoughts in an instant, but she showed a disdainful expression: "Wait and see
After finishing speaking, he ignored the Dragon Maiden and just silently pondered.
The poetry that responds to the situation on the spot is the most rare. Compared to careful consideration in daily life, the key lies not in the length of time, but in inspiration and accumulation.
One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage.
Even the heroes in poetry accumulate good sentences on a daily basis, screen the scenes on the spot, which is equivalent to a thousand days of accumulation. Only when they are used in a moment can they have a brilliant chapter, otherwise it would be just an ordinary work.
In fact, even Li Bai's lifetime poems are mostly mediocre works. However, at Li Bai's level, this mediocre work is beyond ordinary people and has a strong personal style. Occasionally, there are highlights in a single word, phrase, or sentence that make viewers admire it.
Poets and immortals, no wonder these scholars are all lost in thought and contemplation. They were able to reach the Dragon Palace and were all prepared for the "Lake" question, even inviting everyone in the clan to gather and guess.
No matter how much preparation is made, it's still not as refined as a timeless masterpiece?
Hurry up and write, you're the only one left! "Dragon Girl's eyes turned, and for some unknown reason, she lowered her voice to remind.
Oh... "Ye Qing woke up from deep thought and saw that everyone had already picked up their pens. Those who were able to enter this banquet were not only talented, but also quick witted. Putting them outside, they could be said to be the seeds of success. I'm afraid that for those who were able to enter the banquet, being a child was rare.
Not in a hurry! "Ye Qing poured water into the inkstone, carefully grinding the ink, but her gaze crossed over the crowd, passed through the palace gate, and reached the distant Qingqiong.
A faint smile appeared on Ye Qing's face as she reminisced about the past half month of hiking and swimming with Qianqian on the lake. Her memory rose to thousands of poems, each sentence showing a hint of youthfulness... No literary figure could compare to the blessing of civilization?
As for plagiarism, hey, what's the point of pursuing the extreme realm of the Tao without striving to accumulate resources and pretending to say these things?
At this moment, a sense of joy surged into my heart. In this moment, thoughts flowed like a spring. For the past thirty years, all grudges, sorrows, and joys flowed like water.
Ye Qing picked up his pen and quietly dipped it in thick ink.
Idiot, don't look at it anymore. Being quick witted and quick witted is also a matter of scoring... "The Dragon Maiden paused, her heart startled. She usually wouldn't reveal it, so what is this now?
Ye Qing was taken aback, staring at the brush in her hand, but smiled and remained silent.
It's amazing how such a masterpiece can be written in the blink of an eye.
There are no fortune tellers in this hall. As soon as this timeless masterpiece is published, clouds and smoke fill the paper, illuminating the entire hall. How can the talented people in the hall handle themselves?
The lesson of Cao Mengde is not far away
Ye Qing shook her head, dropped her pen, and slowly wrote a word: Dong.
Stop writing and immerse yourself in contemplation.
After a moment, the hall was quiet, and the scholars buried their heads in the table, their spirits pouring into their pens. Unconsciously, the literary atmosphere had risen slightly, whether white, yellow, or green.
The Dragon Maiden held back and didn't say anything this time. She just looked at the stars outside the palace, which had been half an hour.
Ye Qing opened her eyes and wrote again, the second word: Lin.
Seeing the literary atmosphere, I paused my writing again.
Ye Qing did not intentionally implement this tactic, but unexpectedly discovered a benefit of a long period of time, which is that he can invest his concentrated spirit into his writing or elevate his literary style to half a level.
Even for ordinary works, one must worry about whether the literary atmosphere is strong or weak. Once one's poetry luck is interrupted and the spirit cools down, it will be difficult to continue writing. However, my poetry at this level is carefree, just like a mellow brew, the longer it lasts, the stronger it becomes
Seeing Ye Qing lost in thought again, the Dragon Maiden's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned to observe other scholars, but her thoughts were rolling in her heart.
This is either a genuine straw bag that seeks to please the public, or a confident one who does not compete for immediate priority and wins with dignified poetry and prose.
So, which one is this?
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