"Oh?" The Cao family's children were not angry when they heard this, and raised their brows, "Brother, where did the saying come from?"
Chen Dong said unhurriedly: "Xiongtai's sentence comes from "Huainanzi·Miao Chengxun", which means: A gentleman does not think that small good things are not worth doing and abandon them."
"good!"
The children of the Cao family sincerely applauded. "Huainanzi" did not belong to Confucianism. It belonged to miscellaneous studies at this time and was not included in the scope of scientific examinations. Therefore, many students did not cover it. Being able to answer the source in one sentence shows that the literary foundation is deep.
The crowd of onlookers didn't understand Huainan or Huaibei. Seeing that the person who asked the question was applauded, they also applauded loudly.
Wang Erlang looked proud, as if he answered it himself.
"Brother, please listen to the second question." The Cao family member said again.
"Please." Chen Dong stretched out his hand to signal.
"'A name cannot be created simply, and a reputation cannot be established by chance.' Do you know where Xiongtai comes from?" Chun Chun, a descendant of the Cao family, asked.
Wang Erlang, who was staying out of the situation, twitched his lips. This bitch only found some non-Confucian classics to write the questions. Which student has time to study these things? Doesn't he think the Taixue exam is not difficult enough?
"From "Mozi: Self-cultivation", it means: Reputation cannot be obtained easily, nor can honor be won by deceit and pretense."
Chen Dong still answered unhurriedly. He might not have been involved in these questions three years ago, but when compiling the "Dictionary", he had to check various classics, otherwise he would not be able to annotate the text. With the support of the Royal Library He hasn't read any classics from any school?
Yes, Chen Dong is the real editor-in-chief of "Dictionary".
Amidst the applause, the Cao family's children said again: "Brother, listen to the third question again: A king is a person who upholds gods; a person is people-oriented; a person is a person who takes sages as his foundation; a sage is one who takes wide selection as his foundation. This is the basic; the person who chooses extensively is the one who takes the five principles as his foundation."
The Cao family disciple finished speaking in one breath and looked at Chen Dong, "Brother, do you know the source?"
This question also stumped Chen Dong. He hesitated for a moment before weakly replying: "But it comes from the Taoist classic "He Guanzi·Bo Xuan"?"
The children of the Cao family paid their respects and left the door.
What jar?
Wang Erlang was confused, what is this? Never heard of it.
Wang Erlang, a student of the Imperial Academy, had never heard of this work. Of course, everyone present had not heard of it either, so the cheers became even more enthusiastic. The loud voice made all the elders of the Cao Mansion couldn't help but squeeze through the crowd and poke their heads out curiously. Look at the excitement.
When the scene was getting lively and lively, a tall Cao family member jumped out, rolled up his sleeves, and pointed at Wang Zhi. Just when everyone thought he was going to compete in boxing and kicking, he spoke, "I have Sanlian. If you confront me, I will give way immediately."
Everyone was speechless. If you're right, you're right. What are you doing?
But think about it, Little Sage Wang is a god who was able to single-handedly challenge dozens of imperial guards in front of the palace three years ago. Who dares to compete with him in boxing and kicking?
"Brother, please tell me."
With his few chosen groomsmen here, Wang Erlang was not afraid of anyone.
"Please listen to the first couplet." The taller son of the Cao family cleared his throat and sang loudly, "If there are insects in the water, it will be turbid. If there are fish in the water, there will be fishing. Water, water, water, rivers and lakes."
Are you going to play such a big game when you come up?
Wang Erlang originally wanted to check it out for himself, but as soon as he heard about this fancy thing, he knew that this thing... was beyond the scope.
He coughed lightly, but there was no movement behind him. He coughed again, but there was still no movement behind him. He became anxious and turned around to pull over Chen Xiucai, who was still eating melons and watching the show. "This is my most incompetent student, so he will be the one to fight with me." You are against it.”
Chen Xiucai blinked his panda eyes with an innocent look on his face, but he also knew that this was not the time to watch a show. He straightened his clothes and sang: "Under the wood is the foundation, above the wood is the end. The wood is wood, the pines and cypresses are dense."
"good!"
"That's right!"
"Water is against the wood, turbidity is against the root, fishing is against the end, Miaomiao is against the forest...wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
The onlookers clapped their hands and applauded, and even ordinary people with little literary skills could tell that it was good or bad.
Wang Erlang couldn't help but want to put his hands on his hips for a while, but felt that it was inappropriate to put his hands on his hips at this time, so he grunted twice and stopped.
Chen Xiucai may not be as good as Chen Dong in terms of classics and classics, but in terms of talent, he is his home court. After all, who in the world can be praised by Li Qingzhao and Zhao Ji, two talents that have been praised by everyone for centuries? They are just a pair, a side dish. Side dishes.
The boy from Gao Jiazhuang knew that he was facing a tough challenge, but instead of being frightened, he looked like he was happy to see the hunter. He smoothed his sleeves again and shouted: "The autumn rain is continuous, the sound of the sky is playing in front of the eaves, tinkling tinkling, shocking Returning to the dream of a boudoir lady, the dream cannot come true, and the husband is garrisoning Xiaoguan."
As soon as this couplet came out, everyone in the audience was stunned. Is this a couplet?
Are you sure it's not poetry?
I'm afraid this can be its own term, right?
Sure enough, people should not be judged by their appearance, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Gao family compound, and a seemingly simple-minded young man who randomly comes out has such literary attainments. This kind of aristocratic family that is separated from the country is really scary.
Wang Erlang shrank his head, afraid that the strong boy would see him. If he was asked to do it by name, blood would be splattered five steps away.
It's a pity that the strong boy didn't have him in his eyes at all, and his eyes were fixed on the thin scholar in front of him.
Chen Xiucai also became more energetic. He rolled up his sleeves, held his head against the strong boy's heavy breath, and shouted loudly, "The spring clouds are misty, and five millimeters of light seem to be shining in the sky. They come and go, making a wanderer in a foreign country think. Infinite, intimately control the vast sea."
The place suddenly became quiet. The ignorant people looked blank, and the knowledgeable people thought carefully. After a while, a young man who was obviously a great talent shouted, "Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely!"
When the talented man saw everyone looking at him, he couldn't help but explain to everyone, "The first couplet describes the sound of autumn rain, and focuses on the woman in the boudoir who misses her husband. The second couplet depicts the image of spring clouds, and focuses on the wanderer who misses her parents in her hometown. The sentiment, the sentences and the couplets are so evenly matched that one has to sigh!"
There was no time for everyone to take a closer look, and two figures in the field, big and small, were almost on top of each other. The strong boy said in a rough voice, "There is something wrong with that piece of news. If it weren't for thousands of things, I can't say it all." This is what I did, so I went up to the snow-capped mountains and busied myself with Sakyamuni, eating hemp and rice, suffering and starving, for fear that I would let the devil run away and waste my time."
Chen Xiucai was thin, but his momentum was not giving up at all. "Things here have not been completely satisfactory. Suddenly, he turned seventy or eighty. He sighed that it was all nonsense and ended up killing Zhuang Zhou in the lacquer garden. He should The oxen responds to the horses, and the birth is free and easy. They will be handed over to the God above regardless of adversity."
After the pair was over, the onlookers looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and finally stopped at the talented man who just explained the pair to everyone, waiting for him to explain to the big guy again.
They don't understand, but they know that there must be a lot of tricks hidden in this pair, and they won't understand it unless they explain it.
But to their disappointment, the talented man who had just been talking eloquently covered his face and ran away after being stunned for a long time. He hid behind people and did not dare to show his face.
Seeing the two people in the field looking like they were going to come again, everyone immediately swarmed up and pulled one person out.
Please, you two are antagonizing everyone. Stop talking now. If you continue to antagonize us, everyone will not be able to eat.
Even though they were far away, there were still sparks in their eyes, and they seemed to be facing each other silently.
Wang Erlang took advantage of the chaos and tried to get into Cao's house, but a sharp-eyed Cao boy saw him and shouted, "The groom is coming in!"
Only then did everyone wake up and start searching hurriedly. When they saw the red figure covering his head and face, they swarmed around him and shouted with a loud voice, "Let the groom compose a poem to encourage makeup!"
"That's right, the groom is known all over the world for his poetry. He must compose a poem before he can enter!"
"We can't let the groomsmen do it for us this time. The groom must compose a makeup-inducing poem to be effective!"
Wang Erlang stood up helplessly and looked at Chen Xiucai expectantly.
Chen Xiucai spread his hands to express his helplessness.
Wang Erlang turned his attention to Chen Dong again.
Chen Dong looked up at the sky, watching the wild geese migrating south, and muttered to count.
Wang Erlang finally looked at Qin Abacus, who was laughing, but looked away again.
Forget it, expecting this guy to write poetry is worse than expecting Li Bai to be resurrected.
Aunt Li, I'm sorry. As you saw, I was forced to do this, just once, for the last time. At the worst, my children will recognize you as my grandma and support you until the end of your life.
After thinking about it, Wang Erlang decided to pick up another handful of Aunt Li's wool.
They are all from my own family, I believe Aunt Li can understand me.
Having made up his mind, Wang Erlang raised his chest, cleared his throat, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, he slowly spoke...
…
"Little lady! Little lady! I have written a makeup poem!"
Xiao Ru trotted to Mrs. Cao's dressing table with her floral skirt in hand, squatted at her feet and said excitedly.
"Oh?" The sister-in-law of the Cao family who was sitting next to her immediately became interested after hearing this, "Everyone likes Xiaolang Wang's poetic talent. The "Spring Quatrains" and the line "Asking what love is in the world" , "Zhi teaches life and death," it makes people cry every time I think about it. It's just that I haven't heard of Wang Jiaxiaolang's new work for a long time. I didn't expect to be so blessed today. Tell me quickly."
Miss Cao, who was wearing a phoenix crown and had difficulty moving, also looked at her with big eyes, "What poem did he compose?"
Xiaoru cleared her throat and imitated Wang Zhi's poetry and sang, "On the flower seller's basket, I bought a spring branch."
"The tears are stained lightly and evenly, and there are still traces of the dawn dew."
"Pinglang guessed that slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles."
"The hair on the temples is slanted, and I want to teach him how to compare it."
After hearing this, Mrs. Cao's eyes were watery, her face turned red with shame, and she even saved her rouge.
Xiao Ru looked at Miss Cao as if she had eaten honey, and couldn't help but ask her, "Miss Cao, what does your makeup-inducing poem mean?"
Miss Cao was embarrassed to look at her when she heard this. She just looked in the mirror, looked at the hairpin on her head, and compared it with the person in the mirror.
Cao's sister-in-law joked and said, "Your uncle, this is to urge Porridge'er to put on her makeup quickly and get married."
"He knew that Congee was wearing makeup and flowers, so he said: Don't be afraid that the flowers will be more beautiful than the people. In his eyes, the flowers are beautiful, but the people are even more beautiful."
