Perhaps it was Jiang Han's rivalry with the second couplet that aroused the competitive spirit of the scholars on the shore. Many scholars thought hard and wanted to make a second couplet that was better than Jiang Han's.
No matter how hard I think about it, I still can't come up with a more neat one.
So many people were curious about Jiang Han.
After all, the name Jiang Han was unfamiliar to them.
But when the talented people found out that Jiang Han was actually the famous Jiang idiot in Yunmeng City, and was not even a child, they were shocked.
How could a fool get this second line right? Is it so right?
On the boat, Jiang Han swept away all the food on the table, picked up a glass of wine and drank it down.
It turned out that I had been hungry for a long time. After eating so much, I still felt hungry.
He took another look at the plate of horseshoe cakes on the next table, and when he was about to reach out to take it, the steward Qin came over with a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Jiang, my master has asked me a question. Mr. Jiang. Make poems based on the title.”
After saying that, he handed over the rice paper in his hand.
Jiang Han frowned slightly, feeling that this housekeeper was really annoying. He was here to eat, not to answer questions in the exam.
But considering that this is a literary gathering, writing poems and lyrics is definitely indispensable.
This is someone else’s territory, so it’s not good to reject them directly. I just write a random song and do it in a half-hearted way.
He took the rice paper, looked at it, and saw the title on the paper:
"Since ancient times, wild geese have been loyal and loyal, and the male and female mate together until death. Write a poem or line with the wild geese as the theme."
Jiang Han began to ponder, and soon thought of a song. He picked up the brush on the table, dipped it in ink and started writing on the paper.
He didn't remember many poems about wild geese, but he happened to remember one, so he wrote it down casually.
As for the impact this poem would have and how much of a sensation it would cause, to be honest, he didn't think too much about it.
Bento used this poem to pay for these pastries.
After finishing the last stroke, he dried the ink on the paper and handed it to Butler Qin.
Butler Qin didn't expect him to write so fast. He could write it in less than a cup of tea? He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and said: "Mr. Jiang, you wrote so fast? Do you want to think about it again?"
"No need, give it to your master!" Jiang Han shook his head and said.
When Butler Qin saw him starting to eat again, he couldn't help but thought to himself: This young man only cares about eating and writes so fast. How can he write any good poems? Judging from the impatient look on his face, he is probably perfunctory. !
Butler Qin shook his head. Just when he was thinking that this young man was being too perfunctory, he glanced at the rice paper.
At this glance, the whole person was completely stunned.
As the steward of the Qin Mansion, although Qin Fen's poetry is not profound, he still knows how to appreciate it through his ears and eyes.
After seeing this, he couldn't look away. There seemed to be a magnet on the paper that attracted his gaze.
The dissatisfaction with this young man that originally surged in my heart instantly dissipated, replaced by shock!
This young man writes so fast and has such an impatient look on his face. It turns out that he is not being perfunctory, but a sign of being confident!
This person has amazing talent!
Qin Fen raised his head and glanced at the young man, his heart was filled with turmoil, and he said: "Sir, wait a moment, I will take it to show to my master!"
After saying that, he turned quickly and walked towards the second floor.
Seeing Butler Qin in such a hurry, Jiang Han was not surprised. Although he copied this poem casually, it was so widely sung in his previous life. As long as Butler Qin was not illiterate, he could understand this poem. Good.
He had no idea how many people this poem would shock, nor what would happen next.
All he can see now is the water chestnut cake on the table.
Qin Fen entered the room and said loudly: "Master! Four judges! Then Jiang Han has written it!"
Qin Zhong didn't expect Butler Qin to leave and come back so quickly. He frowned and said, "So fast? What did he write?"
"Master, look!" Butler Qin handed over the rice paper with great excitement.
Qin Zhong took the rice paper and just glanced at it. The expression on his face became solemn. He stood up and stared at every sentence and every word on the rice paper.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Qin Zhong suddenly said hello three times in succession, his face flushed with excitement, and said: "Good words, good words! With the level of his words, this man's talent is not inferior to the four great talents of Yunmeng City!"
The four invited judges looked at each other in confusion. What words did Ning Guogong see? So excited?
"Mr. Qin, what's written on it? Is it really that good?" one judge couldn't help but ask.
Qin Zhong smiled and said: "Excellent, excellent! He wrote a song "Moyu'er"! Listen."
He took a deep breath and recited the words on the paper in a low tone:
"Ask the world, what is love? Directly teach life and death to be together.
Traveling from all over the world, Lao Wing has experienced the cold and heat several times.
Pleasure is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children.
You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is falling on thousands of mountains, who is the shadow going to? "
Just listening to the first half, the four judges all had goosebumps all over their bodies, and their faces were full of shock.
Don’t say that the four great talents in Yunmeng City couldn’t write this poem. Even they couldn’t write it!
Just with the sentence "Ask the world, what is love? Directly teach life and death to make promises", this word is enough to be included in the "Collected Works of Dayu"!
How come this young man has such a talent that has never been heard of before?
Qin Zhong read out the second half of the poem again.
"On the Hengfen Road, I was lonely and played the flute and drum. The desolate smoke is still plain and clear. How can the Chu Chu come to summon the souls? The mountain ghosts secretly cry in the wind and rain. The sky is jealous and does not believe in it. The orioles and swallows are all in the loess. Through the ages, I have reserved it for the poets. Singing and drinking heavily, I visited Yanqiu."
There was silence in the cabin and you could hear a pin drop!
The only sound left was the rapid breathing of everyone.
Qin Zhong smiled and said: "Four judges, what do you think of this word?"
"Good words! Good words!"
"This word... is excellent!"
"This reading is so heart-wrenching and full of infinite sadness that it really brings tears to my eyes!"
"Be the first!" The four judges looked at each other and nodded.
"Mr. Qin, we have little talent and little knowledge. Zhong Daru from Kyoto will arrive in Yunmeng City in the near future. Maybe we can ask Zhong Daru to appreciate his works." One of the judges said.
Qin Zhong laughed and said: "Since the four judges all think this poem is excellent, then that's fine. Then this person will be the leader of today's son-in-law poetry competition! Qin Fen, let's go, let me announce the results! "
The more Qin Zhong thought about it, the more excited he became. He didn't expect to pick up a treasure today!
Someone who can write such words is definitely as talented as the four great talents of Yunmeng!
We need to finalize this marriage quickly to prevent this kid from running away!
…
After Jiang Han was full of wine and food, he burped and stretched contentedly, then he wanted to get up and say goodbye to the owner of the boat.
At this moment, an imposing middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes strode out, followed by Butler Qin.
When Jiang Han looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man also looked at Jiang Han, his eyes full of admiration, and said, "You are Jiang Han."
"Exactly, who is this?"
"I am Qin Zhong, the head of the Qin family." Qin Zhong nodded with a smile and said, "You are the leader of this son-in-law selection ceremony! Qin Fen, take him back to the Qin family to change his clothes, set a good day, and meet Mu Qing gets married!"
Jiang Han was confused, what about getting married? What is the wedding party for choosing a son-in-law?
Wait...a meeting for choosing a son-in-law?
Is this a literary meeting for choosing a son-in-law? ?
