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15 : Everyone’s reaction

Bi Qing Ri

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Cheng Shuwen didn't answer. She just silently handed over the " Elegant Records of Time and Poetry " that she had bought for her sisters.

Li Lizhi took it with some confusion. Then, she flipped to the first page and instantly lost her mind as if she had been bewitched. If you listened closely, you could hear her muttering,

"I've seen the bitterness of parting at the end of the world. I didn't expect to return.

At the bottom of the flowers, we look at each other without saying a word. The green window and spring are not like the sky.

Waiting for the lovesickness lamp to tell, a wisp of new love, old hatred thousands of wisps.

Most of all, the world cannot be retained, and the vermilion face leaves the mirror and the flowers and the trees.”

Chang 'an Dreamlike Poetry Club had another absent-minded person.

After that, the members of the poetry club came back to their senses and shared the first poem they saw with their sisters. In the end, they realized that the first page they saw was basically different. Therefore, they flipped through their own "Records of the Elegance of Time and Poetry". In the end, they regretfully realized that although their typography was different, the final content was still the same.

Other than the poem just now, there were also poems like:

"That day, I came from afar. You said you wouldn't see me. It's okay. I just came to see the sea. -- Unknown "

"When the lanterns were lit, I walked through the alley with wine in my hand. I saw the bright moon swaying in the sky. I didn't know that tears filled the eyes of the world. Who knew that this longing would be so long? -- Fei Yan Drunk!"

"You are the flowers blooming on the trees, the swallows whispering among the beams. You are love, warmth, and hope. You are the April of the world. Lin Huiyin "

These slightly cultured and sad words were simply poison for talented women like them! Moreover, it was the kind that was almost incurable!

At the same time, the three great Confucians of the Imperial College, one Chancellor and two Ministers, had also received the books they 'bought' from their students (Zhangsun Chong, Fang Yizhi, etc.). As scholars, they were naturally more interested in the Records of Elegance and Poetry of Time.

"Good poem! This "Butterfly in Love with Flowers" really wrote all about love and yearning! After this, who would be able to write lovesickness poems!”Song Ru slapped his thigh and exclaimed in admiration. Suddenly, he couldn't help but cry. The poem of " Love and Lovesickness " might not be extinct in the future, but at least he would not be able to write the poem of " Love and Lovesickness " anymore. As long as he thought of this poem, he felt that writing anything else was unnecessary.

"I don't regret it when my clothes become wider. I'm haggard because of Yi.”In Song Ru's opinion, this was truly a quatrain that would last through the ages!

"But if we have met before, we will know each other. How can I be separated from you, lest I miss you in life and death?”Sima Zhang stared at the poem in a daze.

"'If life is only like the first time we meet, why is the autumn wind sad for the painting fan?'Just this sentence alone is enough to pass it down!" Fang Zhixing savored it carefully, and the more he tasted it, the better he felt!

"Strange, strange, we shouldn't pay attention to the rumors in this book. But whether it was 'Butterfly in Love with Flowers,''Magnolia,' or 'Ten Commandments Poem', each of these poems alone was enough to shake the Great Tang. But whether it's Liu Sanbian, Nalan Rongruo, or Tsangyang Gyatso, I've never heard of any of them before.”Song Ru looked at the other two in confusion.

"I've never heard of them, at least not in Chang 'an. With such talent, even if he was not in Chang 'an, his reputation should have spread to Chang' an. It was impossible for these people to write these poems on the same day and then publish them in this book at the same time.”Fang Zhixing tried to recall all the talents and students he knew, but none of them matched his name.

"The world is so big, and there are so many talented people and hermits. How can we know everything when we live in Chang 'an? It was just a pity that such a talented person did not come from the Imperial College.”Sima Zhang came back to his senses and said somewhat regretfully.

After that, they began to comment on the poems. As for the other books that they bought," Demon Seeking " and " The First Demon God in History ", they quickly glanced through them. The evaluation they received was that they could read them when they were free. However, with the "Records of the Elegance of Time and Poetry" in front of them, the three of them would probably not be interested in these biographies for a long time.

However, speaking of which, Yun Tianqing had put in a lot of effort into the layout of the " Records of the Elegance of Time and Poetry ". In this world, talented scholars or talented women were equivalent to celebrities before they transmigrated. In his previous life, those brainless fans were crazy about chasing after celebrities. Just look at those young hunks who had no acting skills, no talent, and only an artificial face, but still earned hundreds of millions.

Therefore, in order to capture the minds of these people as much as possible, Yun Tianqing took out a big killing weapon. Whether it was Tsangyang Gyatso's Ten Commandments, Liu Sanbian's Butterfly in Love with Flowers, or Nalan Rongruo's Mulan Flower: Ancient-styled Decisive Ci Friends, they were all top-notch killing weapons!

Moreover, the layout of each book was different. Some of the first pages after the title page were " Mulan Flower: Ancient-styled Decisive Words for Friends ", some of the first pages after the title page were " Ten Commandments Poem ", and some of the first pages after the title page were " Butterfly in Love with Flowers ". They tried their best to ensure that different readers would have different surprises on the first page! It might even stimulate some readers who were obsessed with collecting and increase sales.

And this issue of 'Records of the Elegance of the Poetry of the Ages' contained a total of ten poems and twenty-eight verses. In the future, if there were no major accidents, the number of records would basically be maintained at this level. It might even decrease. Anyway, it would be a waste. For those who were willing to buy the "Records of the Elegance of Time and Poetry", most of them would not care about the amount of content. On the contrary, if it was less, they might cherish it even more.

Compared to the other scholars who were shocked to the point of losing their souls by the "Records of Elegance and Poetry of the Ages", the three Cheng brothers were much more direct. They, who suffered from poetry headaches, directly used the "Records of Elegance and Poetry of the Ages" to cushion their buttocks because it was more comfortable to sit like this. However, although they weren't as lost as other scholars who were reading the " Records of Elegance and Poetry of the Ages ", they would still be so excited when they read " Seeking the Demon ".

"Berserker Mark? Berserker? Is there such a cultivation system?"

"Burning blood and fire? How would it compare to the Three True Fire of cultivators?”

"Heh, I told you to look down on Su Ming. You've lost, haven't you? Su Ming took first place, so let's see what else you can be so smug about. So what if it's a big tribe?"

"Say, if we keep walking in the snow like this, will we reach the end of our hair?”

"Big Brother, I suddenly want to find a wife.”Cheng Chuliang looked at his eldest brother and said.

"I'll talk to mother later and ask her to arrange one for you.”Cheng Chusi said without raising his head. Right now, he only wanted to know if Dark Mountain Tribe would be able to escape his pursuit and if Su Ming would be able to kill the people from Black Mountain Tribe.

"Hey, why is it gone? They still did not know if Su Ming would be able to kill the remaining Black Mountain Tribes.”Cheng Chu Bi flipped to the next page, but he didn't reach the next page.

"That's right. Why is there so little?”Cheng Chusi looked at the last page of Demon Pursuit and said with dissatisfaction.

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