From the Nine Uncle Movies

Chapter 305
Here, Ma Chao is practicing martial arts hard, and on the other hand, Li Ru meets one of his good friends, Jia Xu and Jia Wenhe.

"Wenhe, why did you come back so soon?" Seeing Jia Xu, Li Ru was also surprised, because Jia Xu should be back in a few days!
"I came back early because I had nothing to do at home, so I stopped by to see you!"

"Alright, I have something to tell you, Fang Zhengqing, do you know?"

"Could it be that Xiliang ghost?"

"It's him. He wants you to be his counselor and to assist him in his military training. What do you think?"

"Forget it, although this man is brave, don't forget the Overlord of Western Chu back then!" Jia Xu's meaning is very clear, so what if Fang Zhengqing's strength is high, isn't the Overlord of Western Chu also dead?

Li Ru: "He is different, he is different from the Overlord of Western Chu, how about showing you a poem?"

"What poetry, you, Li Ru, have always disliked poetry, thinking that it is just a small way."

"Haha, it depends on what kind of poem it is. This poem is worth recommending!" Li Ru showed Jia Xu the wine after he said that.

Jia Xu took it over, and just took a look and took a breath. After finishing it, Jia Xu praised: "A good poem is like wine, and a good sentence is naturally my talents will be useful! This poem alone may be able to I have awakened my soul, but I just don’t know what kind of soul I can awaken.”

"Then do you know who wrote this poem?" Li Ru said meaningfully.

"Who is it?" At this time, the poems had only just begun to spread, and Jia Wenhe didn't know that Fang Zhengqing did it.

"Fang Zhengqing!"

"It's him, it's impossible, people say poetry can express ambition, he's not like this kind of person!"

"But it is indeed him, what he did yesterday, I saw it with my own eyes, you are sure not to see it!"

"Then let's see each other first!"

"It just so happens that Bai'er will also go to his house to study in the afternoon, you can go with Bai'er!"

……

The afternoon came soon, and Ma Chao, who had finished his medicinal diet, continued to punch and stand.

When Ma Chao was standing, Fang Zhengqing looked up from the pavilion, and saw a man in his thirties, dressed as a scribe, with three black beards under his jaw, leading a woman in.

The female Fang Zhengqing knew her, she was Dong Bai who looked very similar to E Yao, but it was the first time seeing the male Fang Zhengqing, but Fang Zhengqing's eyes flashed golden, and he immediately saw the scribe on the top of his head. A nine-tailed scorpion.

Seeing this, Fang Zhengqing understood that this was a counselor no less than Li Ru, and it should be Jia Xu.

"Come in and sit down!" Looking at the two, Fang Zhengqing said directly without going out.

Dong Bai bowed his head and walked in, and then gestured at Fang Zhengqing. Fang Zhengqing knew that the other party must be saying something like a question mark, but he really didn't understand what it was!
So she turned her head to look at Jia Xu, Jia Xu immediately realized what she meant, and said, "Miss Dong is sending her greetings to General Fang, thank you General for your teaching in the future!"

Fang Zhengqing: "It's okay, you and I are destined too!"

The reason why she treats Dong Bai so differently is because Fang Zhengqing feels guilty about E Yao's death, and Dong Bai looks like E Yao, so Fang Zhengqing's treatment of Dong Bai is just to make up for her own regrets.

"Today I'll teach you how to write a poem, let's not talk about anything else, let's write a poem first!"

Dong Bai was dumbfounded. Although she could read and read the Book of Songs, how could she compose poetry?

Jia Xu was also dumbfounded. This was the first time he had seen the teaching of directing students to write poems. Could it be that it is so difficult to be a student now that he has not been a student for more than ten years?

Seeing the bewildered Dong Bai, Fang Zhengqing took out the pen and paper, and said, "Don't be nervous, composing poetry is very simple, as long as you can read and write!"

After hearing this, Dong Bai felt relieved, in this case, he can still do it.

But Jia Xu couldn't help but tugged at his beard. If writing poetry was so simple, I would cut off his head.But he also calmed down, wanting to see how Fang Zhengqing taught his students.

After Fang Zhengqing tried his best to recall, he indeed recalled a lot of classic poems, of course they all came out after this period.

Fang Zhengqing took out a deliberately scrambled poem, and said: "These words are recombined to form a poem. You can try it, and then write it on white paper yourself! For simplicity, I can give you a hint first. This is The chrysanthemum poem generally means that when the Double Ninth Festival comes in September in autumn, the other flowers will wither after the chrysanthemums are in full bloom. The blooming chrysanthemums are dazzling, and the fragrance fills Chang'an, and the whole city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums , There are golden armor-like chrysanthemums all over the place."

After listening to Fang Zhengqing's words, Jia Xu couldn't help but rolled her eyes when she looked at Fang Zhengqing's messed up poems, it's not good to cheat like this!
Dong Bai listened to Fang Zhengqing's words, thought for a while, and moved the first word of each poem to the back, and saw that he wrote on the white paper, "When autumn comes, September [-]th, when the flowers bloom, I Hundred flowers kill.

The fragrance of soaring sky penetrates Luoyang, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. "

After the poem was completed, Jia Xu looked at the sky and felt a slight fluctuation in the air, and quickly said, "Miss, quickly mention the title of the poem!"

Dong Bai listened, and hurriedly wrote down the five words "Fang Fu Ting Fu Ju". After the name was written, an inexplicable aura surged towards Dong Bai's body, and the entire paper exuded a strong killing intent, and then All poured into Dong Bai's body.

Seeing this scene, Jia Xu was completely sure that this was a new poem. It turned out that apprentices could be cultivated in this way. Why didn't he have such a good master back then? Jia Xu admitted that he was sour.

Ma Chao, who was practicing martial arts, felt the sudden killing intent, stopped, fell to the ground, and looked at the pavilion.

Fang Zhengqing picked up the whip conveniently, saw Ma Chao slipped away, stood up straight, and began to stand upright.

Dong Bai opened his eyes, and the breath on his body also stabilized. Just now, she felt a burst of relaxation from the inside to the outside, which was extremely comfortable.

Fang Zhengqing: "How about it, can I speak?"

"Ah..." Dong Bai tried to speak, but he lowered his head after uttering a single word.

Fang Zhengqing: "No hurry, let's continue, this time it will definitely work!"

Jia Xu: "If you want the young lady to speak, you need to awaken your soul. If you want to wake up once, you have to use poetry handed down like drinking!"

"Oh, that's easy, I'll just write it casually first!"

Jia Xu shook his head. No matter how talented a person is, he can't just write a poem handed down from generation to generation. He needs a certain amount of inspiration!
Fang Zhengqing wrote a famous love poem on paper, of course the order was messed up, Jia Xu automatically organized the poems in his mind, and then he realized that he really wanted to write this poem himself, because it must be a poem handed down from generation to generation A work, even if it is not finished yet!
(End of this chapter)