Tang Zhuguo looked up at the sun in the sky in astonishment, thinking that only half a cup of tea had passed.
Wen Canghai looked at the tall incense stick, the smoke of which had just begun to curl.
These two couplets are not simple. These more than a thousand students are the elites from various countries. I am afraid that they have not even figured out the meaning of these couplets, but Fu Xiaoguan is about to give an answer!
This kid is truly an incredible genius!
But Your Majesty is so stupid, how could he give birth to such a monstrous son?
Could it be because Xu Yunqing is so powerful?
He could only think about this in his mind and naturally didn't dare to say it out loud.
Yan Hanyu and Tuoba Yuan looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"I don't believe it."
"I don't believe it either."
"So, he's probably just trying to cope!"
"I'm afraid he's trying to scare us and use this tactic to disrupt the minds of all the students. Don't forget he brought a hundred students with him. If any of those hundred students wins first place, it will be an honor for the Yu Dynasty and for Fu Xiaoguan, as he is the teacher of those students!"
"Brother Yan is right!"
Such speculation is not limited to Yan Hanyu and Tuoba Yuan. In fact, many students have come to their senses at this moment, and most of them think so.
For example, the Six Sons of Lanxi, and Miss Tang San.
"He's just pretending. Don't let him mislead us. These two couplets are so profound that even if he were truly the God of Literature, he wouldn't be able to come up with a sophisticated second line in half a cup of tea. So everyone, he's given up. We must be careful because among the one hundred students of the Yu Dynasty, there may be hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"
Miss Tang San's calm words calmed the students of the Wu Dynasty. While they agreed with her, they also felt that Fu Xiaoguan was a real mean guy!
If there was anyone in the square who would believe that Fu Xiaoguan really had the answer, apart from the one hundred students of the Yu Dynasty, it would only be Ku Chan!
The "Bodhi Gatha" that Fu Xiaoguan improvised made him suddenly realize the Buddha. What a talent that is!
Every line of the Bodhi Gāthā is imbued with profound Zen meaning. If Fu Xiaoguan had not recited it in front of him, and if he had heard it from ear to ear, he would never have believed that this gath was composed by a seventeen-year-old boy.
I'm afraid that Fu Xiaoguan's Buddha nature has already reached what his master said, that Zen is self-evident!
Taoism says that one is born with knowledge, Buddhism says that Zen is self-evident, they both mean the same thing, that is, the chosen one by God!
Because it cannot be explained, we can only say that he is the Son of Heaven!
Then it is obviously not difficult to create these two couplets.
Ku Chan glanced at these young men, raised the corner of his mouth, and thought... You mortals have no idea how powerful your opponents are!
Dong Shulan ground the ink. Fu Xiaoguan lifted his sleeve with one hand and held the pen with the other, only to find that the place on his wrist that was injured by Gongsun was still a little painful.
He thought for a moment, then looked up at Wen Xingzhou on the platform. Because the platform was quite high, he shouted, "Mr. Wen, my right hand is injured. Can someone write for me?"
When the students in the square heard this, they were like, “Oh shit! You’re pretending to be serious. If you can’t write it, don’t write it. Don’t interrupt our thoughts!”
Wen Xingzhou thought about it and discussed it with Tang Zhuguo, "The rules cannot be changed, you must write them yourself!"
Fu Xiaoguan felt very uncomfortable. He sighed and thought that his handwriting was ugly to begin with, and now that his wrist couldn't use force, wouldn't it be even uglier?
The students in the square looked at Fu Xiaoguan's tangled expression, and many of them laughed, and some whispered:
"I really admire this guy, he pretends to be so convincing!"
"I heard his handwriting is so ugly that it can make people cry. I guess he's afraid of polluting the eyes of the great scholars who will judge him."
"He's talking so much nonsense. He didn't even think of writing the second line. He just wanted to show off his reputation as the world's most talented scholar. And you guys took it seriously?"
"Stop making such a fuss and think about something serious. Why bother with this psychopath?"
“…”
Just as the students gradually calmed down again, Fu Xiaoguan really started writing.
He really wanted to write the words more beautifully, but the opposite happened. The words written on the big red paper were even more unsightly.
Dong Shulan pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at him. Yu Wenjun pinched Fu Xiaoguan fiercely. Su Su poked her head out to look at it and suddenly asked, "Is this written in Sanskrit?"
Fu Xiaoguan's hands trembled, and he looked even worse. However, Dong Shulan's eyes suddenly widened. Although Fu Xiaoguan's handwriting was ugly, it was still recognizable. This couplet...
She took a breath of cold air. This couplet was absolutely amazing!
Yu Wenjun also looked at the second line of the couplet, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face. He suddenly felt that these Sanskrit-like characters were not so ugly.
After Fu Xiaoguan finished writing the first couplet, Dong Shulan carefully put it aside. Fu Xiaoguan dipped the brush in thick ink again and wrote the second line of the couplet on a red banner.
Apart from the three beauties and Su Rou, there is only Gao Yuanyuan here.
Gao Yuanyuan stood behind Fu Xiaoguan, and the students in the room could no longer see even a single piece of Fu Xiaoguan's clothes, and no one heard the exclamations of Dong Shulan and Yu Wenjun.
Su Su was a little surprised and asked, "Second sister, his writing is... very good?"
"Sister Susu, you are more than just nice!"
"Then he will win the championship again?"
"That's for sure!"
Su Su took a bite of the cake in her hand, her cheeks puffed up, and she muttered, "Boring."
Su Rou raised her slender eyes and looked at Su Su. She clearly saw pride on Su Su's face!
After Fu Xiaoguan finished writing, he did not look back at the students. Instead, he led the four of them around the giant Buddha and walked towards Tianhu Lake.
The sun shines on Tianhu Lake, and with a gentle spring breeze, the rippling waves sway with the brilliance of the lake.
Not far from this place is the Boxue Building.
It just so happened that the Queen Mother was standing in front of the window at this moment, looking at the ripples of the lake and thinking about some important things.
Perhaps she was tired from thinking, or perhaps the ripples on the lake were too bright, she shifted her gaze and just happened to see Fu Xiaoguan and his group approaching.
Apart from the students, there are officials or soldiers in charge of this literary gathering. There are no idle people here. So, who are these people?
She waved to Chongshan, the Minister of Ceremony Hall, and Chongshan came behind her.
She stretched out her withered hand and pointed outside. Chongshan looked closely and was shocked.
"Replying to the Queen Mother, that young man is Fu Xiaoguan!"
The Queen Mother frowned slightly and looked carefully. Of course, her eyesight was not very good, so she could not see clearly.
"Why did he come here?"
"...How about I go and ask?"
"What is there to ask? I'm afraid I came here to find some inspiration."
Neither the Empress Dowager, Chongshan, nor the other seven great scholars thought that Fu Xiaoguan had already answered the question correctly - the difficulty of these two couplets was there, even if he was Fu Xiaoguan, even if he really had the second line, he should have given it more consideration in order to make it perfect.
Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard in the Boxue Building.
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