Three Kingdoms: Starting from the best little county magistrate

"Huh...... Hum ...... Woo ......"

A flock of crows flew by.

The scene is a little embarrassing.

Cai Yong, Lu Zhi, and Li Yan were all dumbfounded, looking at Xiao Yi blankly. The expressions of the three of them were surprisingly consistent: Why are you still talking nonsense?

The silence was broken by the "pop" behind the door.

Cai Yan, who was hiding behind the curtain, was amused by Xiao Yi's appearance.

"Humph!"

Cai Yong snorted twice, so frightened that Cai Yan hurriedly silenced him!

Li Yan comforted, "Boy, this joke is not funny at all. "

Lu Zhi also said, "Zizhuo, fair competition is up to you, but bragging is your fault." "

Cai Yong: "Hmph!"

What do they mean one by one!

Xiao Yi's face was full of embarrassment, and he was made a little guilty by this group of people, "You don't believe me like that?"

Although he was very confident, he was indeed an impostor.

Lu Zhi nodded very seriously, "We admit that you are very smart, you have invented a lot of artifacts, and you are also very talented in governing the country and the people. But literature is a whole new world, and you can't just know a few words to be called literati.

As for the writer, he needs a deep background, as well as excellent interpretation and creative ability, so that he can be called a writer.

As for the great writers, they need to have at least 100 masterpieces that are famous all over the world. There are few such people throughout the ages.

Even if they are with Cai Bojiao, they don't dare to call themselves like this. "

Lu Zhi explained to Xiao Yi in a heavy voice.

The title of great writer is too heavy.

"What's so hard about that? "

Xiao Yile is happy.

Growing up under the nine-year compulsory education, he didn't learn much other skills, but he memorized a lot of texts and poems.

This is also the confidence that he dares to pretend to be a great writer!

"A hundred masterpieces, what's so difficult about this?"

Lu Zhi and Cai Yong gave him a fierce disdain, and their faces were a little ugly.

Even Cai Yan behind the account felt that Xiao Yi should not say such a big thing.

For a person who has devoted himself to the study of literature, every good work should be respected.

Xiao Yat said this, obviously a little disrespectful to the masterpiece.

If he hadn't been the county magistrate of Zhuo County, Cai Yong would have been driving people away with a broom.

Lu Zhi looked at Xiao Yi puzzled, "Zizhuo, you weren't so frivolous before, how can you change when it comes to Zhaoji's niece." "

"Alas. "

He sighed, shook his head and explained, "Do you know what kind of article can be called a good work?"

"Profound meaning, or will it be passed down through the ages?"

Yat interrupted him.

Lu Zhi snorted and said, "Since you know, then you dare to say big things! Even if it is a great writer's creation, it needs to be carefully scrutinized and seriously considered." How can you be like you, open your mouth and say that you can write a good work. "

"He treats good works as worthless firewood. "

Cai Yong snorted.

Now, he is even more reluctant to give his daughter to Xiao Yi.

In order to get his daughter, this kid dares to panic.

Before, I really misjudged you!

Cai Yong glared at Xiao Yi angrily, and his hostility towards him deepened a little.

"Don't you know that there is another kind of person in this world? "

was despised again and again, and Xiao Yat was also angry.

He put his hands to his chest and despised them fiercely.

"Who?"

The two asked in unison.

"Genius!"

"Poof......

Cai Yan didn't hold it again and laughed.

Xiao Lang is so funny, he dares to say anything.

Daddy and Uncle Lu are afraid that they will be angry.

She hurriedly covered her mouth and didn't dare to happen.

"Heavenly ...... Genius!"

"Hahaha, I said that you kid not only lies, why are you so thick-skinned. "

Li Yancai didn't care about Lu Zhi and Cai Yong, who were angry and turned into pig liver, and found it interesting.

I'm angry if you do this again!

Xiao Yi shouted loudly, "Zhao Ji, bring me a pen and paper!"

Everyone knows that Cai Yan is hiding behind.

"Ahh "

Cai Yan hurriedly walked out with a stack of papers and glanced at Cai Yong timidly. Seeing that the latter had no intention of rushing him back, he breathed a sigh of relief.

She really wanted to see what amazing things Xiao Lang would do next!

This man, as if there is nothing in the world that he can't do.

Maybe he's a genius.

If she misses this scene, she will regret it for the rest of her life!

Seeing that Xiao Yi was about to create, Cai Yan personally helped him polish the ink.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Zhi and the three were a little confused. This kid won't want to create on the spot, right?

Xiao Yicai didn't care whether they were stunned or not, and they waved it when they were stained with ink.

In his previous life, he took a calligraphy class and wrote a good calligraphy. After coming to this world, only the brush remained, and the more I practiced, the calligraphy became better.

In addition, with the improvement of intelligence, the ability to see problems more thoroughly, the ability to comprehend becomes stronger, and the mind is clearer.

Everything you do, it's easier.

As soon as the handwriting debuted, it shocked Cai Yan, a calligrapher.

"What a beautiful word!"

"Bo Jiao, what kind of spell is this, why has he never seen it?" Lu Zhi was also shocked.

After all, Cai Yan is a calligrapher, and he has seen more fonts than Lu Zhi, "The handwriting is beautiful, graceful, and the pen is like flowing water, this should be Liu Desheng's calligraphy!"

Liu Desheng is a more famous calligrapher than him, and he is the founder of Xingshu.

Lu Zhi was shocked, "Could it be that he is Liu Desheng's disciple!"

"Don't make a noise, look at what he wrote!"

Li Yan doesn't know how to appreciate calligraphy, he only thinks that this character is beautiful, and what he cares more about is the content written by Xiao Yi.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, flows east to the sea and does not return......;

'Boom!'

"This ......"

Cai Yong, Lu Zhi, and Cai Yan were all stunned by this sentence!

They only felt that the momentum in the poem was compelling, so that every pore of their body spread out!

"Good sentence, this is a good sentence for the ages!"

Cai Yong and the others shouted in their hearts, but they all tacitly did not interrupt Xiao Yi.

They were afraid that they would be too excited, and they would interrupt Xiao Yi's train of thought and ruin this famous poem through the ages!

"A good sentence that I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone! "

Lu Zhi exclaimed.

Cai Yong thought about it for a moment and understood the meaning.

"I was disappointed in the court, but I found the value of life here. That's what I said!"

"Isn't this kid, this poem is written for us!"

The two of them suddenly became nervous.

Seeing such ancient masterpieces, the first thing they thought of was what Xiao Yi had prepared in advance.

After understanding the meaning, they are willing to believe that this is Xiao Yat's on-site creation!

Seeing the following sentence, they no longer doubted. This poem was indeed written by them.

"Master Cai, Lu Laosheng, will enter the wine, don't stop the glass!"

Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng are both Li Bai's friends, so it is naturally inappropriate to use them here. So Xiao Yi cleverly changed the names of the two people to Cai Yong and Lu Zhi.

They are all now gentlemen who teach and educate people, and calling them masters and old students is not inconsistent, but a bit ridiculous.

When the two saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other, a little crying and laughing.

Soon, Xiao Yat finished writing "Will Enter the Wine" silently,

But his pen hasn't stopped,

Change a piece of paper, and then wave,

Break the show!

"Drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp, 800 miles under the command, fifty strings turn over the outside sound, autumn soldiers on the battlefield!

The horse is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, win the name before and after, poor white happens!"

The magnificent war scene is presented in front of everyone.

Cai Yong and the others trembled and looked at each other in horror.

This is another quatrain for the ages!

After writing silently, Xiao Yi's afterglow saw the wonderful expressions on the faces of Lao Cai and Lao Lu, and he was secretly proud in his heart.

That shocked you?

Don't worry, there's more to come.

Water tune song head!Ascending!Pipa Xing......

One by one, the popular poems were presented in front of them, which directly shocked the three people present!

If these are all prepared by Xiao Yi in advance, then where did he find so many eternal sentences?

In just half a cup of tea, seventeen or eighteen classic messy verses have been written.

Moreover, with their knowledge reserves, they have never seen a single one!

What does this mean!

These poems are all written by him!

"It's terrible, this son is terrible!"

With only a dozen poems, Lu Zhi and the others are already looking at Xiao Yi like aliens.

However, if you say you want a hundred, you won't stop!

Burrow Ming, Shi said, Tengwang Pavilion Preface, Spring River Flower Moon Night......

In addition to poems, Xiao Yi also memorized a lot of famous passages through the ages, and any one of them was enough to shock the world!

An hour passed quickly,

Cai Yong and the others were shocked, they didn't feel that time was passing at all. It's as if the whole world is frozen in this second.

The guy kept waving like a madman, freezing their minds with poetry after poem.

"How many are there?"

Xiao Yi rubbed his somewhat sour hands,

Damn, it's so tiring to write so much in one go.

"Nine...... Ninety-eight. "

Cai Yan was just like an expressionless robot, equally shocked.

"Well, there's two more to go, I guess. "

Xiao Yi looked up and thought about it.

"You think?"

Just think about it, you can write such a popular verse.

Cai Yong and Lu Zhi suddenly felt that their great Confucian in front of Xiao Yi instantly became a wasted name.

"There it is!"

Xiao Yi continued to wave his pen and wrote a song "From the Army" and a song "With Wu Hook".

"That's it!"

Throwing away the pen, Xiao Yi looked triumphantly at the four people who had been completely petrified!