In the palace of Qingzhong.

The Bogu Tower and Tongjin Pavilion all unloaded their horses and changed their sedan chairs at the gate of Zhongdu City, including Li Yun.

Among them, Li Yun was the first time to come to Zhongdu. When he entered the city gate, he looked out through the gauze curtain on the sedan chair, and then felt that the prosperity of the street market here was beyond comparison.

Although Dingxi Royal City is large, there is no such constant flow of people. And the endless fleet of merchants and merchants traveling in Donghai Yuntai are still far behind.

The real lively market in front of us is the bustling road. Even if there are fewer people, it will give people the illusion that there are many people. In the final analysis, it is because the center is too large and famous, which makes people involuntarily add filters to see that everything is beautiful.

I don’t know how long I walked, but I turned around and saw a very wide mansion with a plaque on the main entrance with the words “Qingzhong Palace”.

Li Yun only glanced at the "Zhongdu Chajian Office" next to her. Her teeth were biting tightly, full of hatred.

He touched his waist with his right hand, and there were still wounds hidden under his clothes that had not yet been healed. This was all in the Taishang River, thanks to Liu Ruiying.

She actually underestimated the man who was once inferior to her. She didn't expect that he would be able to improve in just a short time. If this continues, she will be no longer his opponent in no time.

But she couldn't do anything yet. Cultivation depends entirely on personal skills. She didn't understand where Liu Ruiying practiced. She just felt that his moves were very different from others. She had a kind of fear from the bottom of her heart when fighting with him. This fear came from the unknown.

She had no idea what his every move would be like. She didn't play according to the routine at all. Even if Huo Wang fought against her, there were always a few moves she could catch, but Liu Ruiying's sword technique was always strange. It seemed calm, but in fact it contained countless waves.

The sedan chairs entered from the main entrance and walked about a stone's throw away. When they were about to turn, they stopped. The sedan chair waited in line and retreated. More than a dozen young servants with beautiful eyes walked up, pressed the sedan chair, lifted the curtain, and let everyone get out.

Then they led them to the hand-paper corridor beside them, and after walking for a cup of tea, they could barely enter the main hall. There was a screen covered with red sandalwood wrapped in marble, which was extremely heavy, probably more than seven or eight hundred pounds.

Under the screen is a large chair, without any carvings, and is extremely simple.

The owner of Bogu Tower, Di Weitai, and the owner of Tongjin Pavilion, Xu Sibo, stood in the front, and both sides turned leisurely and stood opposite each other.

"Lord Di, long time no see!"

Xu Sibo took the lead and spoke.

With his hands on, his upper body bent slightly, his back arched for a moment, and then he quickly straightened.

"George Xu is fine, you're still so energetic!"

Di Weitai said.

The people behind Xu Sibo frowned when they heard this.

As the scorpion lovers of literary world today, these two people usually have to do a lot of effort in the northwest of the Bogu Tower and Tongjin Pavilion are located in the southeast of the day. It’s just that it’s hard to meet. Once they meet, even if they are secretly competing in their hearts, why do they have to do enough skills in this scene?

This skill of face has also become a contest. The comparison is about who is more beautiful than who is, which makes people confused and can compare everything, all depends on your own feelings.

"Mental strength" is used to praise ordinary elderly people for their achievements but no mistakes, but if it is used as an opening remark for greetings, wouldn't it be too vulgar?

The people in Tongjin Pavilion certainly knew Di Weitai's literary cultivation, but because of this, this sentence was expressed from him with deep meaning or reflection, and they couldn't help but not think about it.

"Where are there... I'm about to die, and I'm old! In the future, the world's literary power will still rely on Bogu Tower and Master Di to worry too much."

Xu Sibo waved his hand and said.

It sounds extremely pertinent and humble, but in fact it places itself and Tongjin Pavilion at the top of the current literary and artistic principles.

He is polite and does not lose his politeness to his identity, which makes people not disgusted when they hear it, and even thinks it makes sense.

Even though Xu Sibo is now "just getting old and is old." But he still has to wait in the future before Bogu Tower can make a breakthrough.

As for how long it will take in the future? No one can explain it clearly.

Di Weitai also heard the thorns in his words, but he stood up first. Now the other party has some verbal cheapness, which is not something worth calculating.

What's more, this literary way is humanity. Writing articles is actually about human hearts and human nature.

Looking at the world, the reason why there are "Seven Saints of Literature and Taoism" is because these seven people analyze human hearts and human nature the most thoroughly.

The more you dare to write the pen like a knife, the more you will be in the literary world.

As for those dead things in books, as long as you know how to read and work hard, anyone can memorize them like a stream, and it is not a real skill.

Reading thousands of books is just a trampling among books; traveling thousands of miles is best just a trampling player.

Only by combining the two, reading more, acting more, thinking more, can you understand something, and writing about the wind and thunder is like a helping god.

Furthermore, the world is divided into north and south, and there are quite a difference.

With the Taishang River as the boundary and Zhongdu City as the center. This boundary is the division between mountains, rivers and geography, and the difference between human nature.

Every difference can affect people's hearts and human nature. If people's hearts and human nature are affected, the differences in the entire place will be different.

As the saying goes, soft in the south and hard in the north, this is the same.

The differences between different personalities are reflected in various habits. The most prominent one is that northerners are addicted to alcohol and generous.

There are almost a large number of scholars in Bogu Building. Even if they travel far away, they will write poems like "But the owner can get drunk and don't know where is a foreign land." As long as you drink very well, your hometown will be everywhere, and the sad homesickness will suddenly become magnificent and elegant at this moment.

There are also poems like "The spring rain of apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the southern song is like a thread, the ancient winds in the west, and the northern song is like a rifle." This poem is also passed down from generation to generation, which is enough to illustrate.

Xu Sibo is good at playing the flute, and he is also a great man in the musical path, calling himself a school.

After my free time on weekdays, I lowered my head and squinted my eyes, and there was a sound around my beams. There was only a cup of tea in front of me. However, the people in Bogu Tower, who liked to come to Di Weitai, liked drums, raised their heads and sharp eyes, were high and excited, and had a large range of movement when hitting.

These differences, reflected in the literary way, become an imbalance.

Di Weitai also knew very well that the Bogu Building in the northwest was indeed not as superior as Tongjin Pavilion.

It is superior to the south and lag in the north, which is ultimately related to the distribution of scholars.

The grassland royal court has been invading the border year after year, resulting in large-scale population migration in the northwest, with the largest number of people heading to a stable and prosperous south.

In addition, Tongjin Pavilion and Bogu Tower are secretly in the same situation, which makes the confrontation between different regions more intense.

Di Weitai can still stand his temper and let Xu Sibo gain the advantage of this verbal advantage, but Lu Mingming beside him has a hot temper.

Since he accepted Di Weitai and gave him "Angelica", Lu Mingming has returned to Bogu Building and lived next to Jiu Sanban.

Although I still make irons every day, and ding ding dong dong sounds constantly, it is still much more elegant than before.

As Di Weitai's eldest disciple, he will certainly not be absent from this literary battle.

Wearing a long gown, it is hard to hide your barbaric body. There is a dark mark on your neck, which was caused by the iron under the sun over the years and the smoke and fire in the furnace.

If a person has been engaged in a profession for a long time, he will always leave a special mark. Even if he does not do it later, his special actions will be revealed in his every move.

"What Master Xu said means is that I can only be the second in Tongjin Pavilion? But I still have to wait for you to abdicate and give up the wise?"

Lu Mingming said sternly.

"You retreat! Tongjin Pavilion is located in a prosperous place and is also one of the centers of scholars in the world. Master Xu is a few years older, so it is appropriate to say a few words."

Di Weitai was so instructive, but he smiled slightly on his face, obviously very satisfied with Lu Mingming's words just now.

He could only think about some things in his heart, but he could not put them in the open. But if someone could figure it out properly, Di Weitai would be very relieved.

Li Yun stood behind and saw the two of them quarreling like this, and suddenly felt that no matter how high their cultivation and how strong their writing skills were, they were just short-sighted. For the sake of a little bit of verbal speed, they were fighting in the hall of the Qingzhong Palace.

"Thank you all for a long journey!"

As soon as Di Weitai finished speaking, Liu Jinghao, the king of the raising in the air, walked out from behind the screen and said.

In fact, he had arrived a long time ago. Just as he was about to show up, he heard Di Weitai and Xu Sibo's words and stopped.

As a landlord, of course, you have to be impartial.

That's why he stood behind the screen and listened a few more words, and waited for the moment before he had to come out to smooth things over and give each other a step.

When Di Weitai and Xu Sibo saw Liu Jinghao, the king of Qingzhong, walked out, they saluted and greeted each other.

"The two gentlemen don't have to be too polite. If you want to say that you are honored, you should only read it. A martial artist, who has no idea and has a little courage, can only settle down in the land. Compared with the two gentlemen and the Bogu Tower, the wise men in Tongjin Pavilion cannot be compared."

Liu Jinghao, the king of the throne, said.

Then they sat on the chair under the screen, and everyone sat down one after another when they saw this.

Then there were servants who gave tea, all of whom were young girls with a beautiful country.

Literary is romantic.

Now these beautiful servants stood beside them, holding fragrant tea in their hands.

The girl's body fragrance mixed with the tea fragrance made many scholars drunk three or four minutes before drinking.

"Your Excellency King Qingzhong is humble. I am grateful to you for being an expert in the world for hosting such a literary event."

Di Weitai stood up and said.

But he snatched Xu Sibo's erected airs and stole the limelight from the top.

This is not something that scholars in the world can say at will.

No one dares to say that he can do this by himself.

Di Weitai said this clearly, and he praised and criticized it.

It reflects the status of Liu Jinghao, the leader of the five kings in the world, and also makes Bogulou invisibly rise to a level.

As long as King Liu Jinghao of Qingzhong took over the conversation, it means that he agreed in his heart that Bogu Tower is the leader of the world's literary power.

How could Liu Jinghao, the King of the Central Leadership, not be able to hear that he had thrown this problem to himself?

There are some things in this world that can be used to pick up, but some things cannot.

For example, the woman's fragrant pizza and hydrangea were filled with joy, but if Di Weitai couldn't handle it well, she would sprinkle two shiny things on one side.

"I dare not be greedy for the achievements of heaven. If there were no strong help from the other four kings, such a grand event would have ended in a bleak situation."

Liu Jinghao, the king of the throne, said.

Di Weitai put himself in the supreme literary world, and he could downplay his status as the "head of the Five Kings".

In this way, he told Di Weitai that he was not here to make a judgment and determined that he would go up and down from Bogu Tower or Tongjin Pavilion in the future. He just showed the friendship of the landlord out of respect for scholars and literary and cultural affairs.
Chapter completed!