What?
Bachelor Yu actually spoke for Wei Shuyu?
With Yu Zhining's approval, everyone stopped looking down on him and began to consider the poems.
Changsun Chong's heart was in his throat!
This was how the theory of strengthening the military was at the beginning. He obviously won, but he was forced back by Wei Zheng's mouth.
This time, we won’t make the same mistake again, right?
He glanced secretly at the crowd.
Fortunately, Wei Zheng is not here!
"Zhong Mi, you are wrong." (Yu Zhining's courtesy name is Zhong Mi)
Gaiwenda retorted: "Perhaps Wei Shuyu's poems can resonate artistically, but we are the judge!"
“To judge, we need to evaluate everything in an all-round way.”
"In every other aspect, Wei Shuyu's poem is slightly inferior."
As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded.
Changsun Chong also breathed a sigh of relief.
That is to say, how could I lose to vernacular poetry?
"I also agree with Yicheng's words" (Gai Wenda's words Yicheng)
Su Xu nodded in agreement: "The five-character poem has only twenty-five words in total."
"In Wei Shuyu's poem, the bright moon appears twice in a row, which is a taboo."
"This poem alone is flawed."
Everyone nodded frequently.
What the two bachelors said was reasonable and well-founded. They really couldn't think of anything that Jingyesi had an advantage over.
"The quality of poetry should not be restricted."
Yu Zhining still insisted on his opinion: "Haven't you two experienced homesickness?"
"Whenever it is late at night and I look up at the moonlight, I can't help but think of every bit of my hometown..."
“As trees grow taller, so do people.”
"Only the full moon remains unchanged forever!"
All the talented people were silent.
The Imperial College gathers talented people from all over the world, and they never miss their hometown.
At this time, chew on Jingye Si again and again.
On the contrary, it has a different charm.
"No no no..."
Su Xu shook his head: "The type of poem Wei Shuyu wrote existed in the Wei and Jin Dynasties."
"The miscellaneous poems written by Cao Pi had similar two sentences, looking up at the bright moonlight and thinking about my hometown..."
Yu Zhining insisted on his own opinion and retorted: "There are a total of sixteen lines in the miscellaneous poem, but only two lines are mentioned. The charm of the poem is far less strong than that of Wei Shuyu."
Gaiwenda sighed and began to retort: "Zhong Mi, we are the judges...the theme this time is the bright moon. The homesickness complex in Wei Shuyu's poem is too strong and overwhelms the bright moon!"
Yu Zhining once again retorted: "Using the topic, using the background to highlight the theme, maybe I would think so in other poems, but in Wei Shuyu's poem, three of the four sentences describe the bright moon, and he writes about the bright moon twice, which enhances the atmosphere of this poem to the extreme. …
"The moon is homesickness, homesickness is the moon!"
"Wei Shuyu completely integrated the theme and background, reaching another level, so it can be considered as not going off topic!"
Everyone was shocked.
The three bachelors actually got into an argument.
It’s actually a vernacular poem!
And judging from Yu Zhining's argumentative attitude, it is obvious that he likes Wei Shuyu's poems very much.
"Three of you..."
At this moment, the madam finally came out to smooth things over: "It's getting late, and there are still a few more rounds of competition."
"If it's curfew time, everyone has to stay overnight in my Wanhua Pavilion..."
The three men stopped arguing after the madam's teasing.
"Master Yu and Master Su, do you still believe that Changsun Chongsheng is the winner?" the old bustard repeated.
Hear the words.
Everyone looked at the two of them.
"Wei Shuyu is top-notch in every aspect, but there are flaws in every aspect. I still choose Sun Chong to win," Gaiwenda said.
"The same goes for me. If this competition is not about poetry but about homesickness, I will definitely vote for Wei Shuyu, but..." Su Xu shook his head and said no more.
Yu Zhining was stunned.
Finally, he sighed helplessly.
There were three judges, and two chose Changsun Chongsheng. No matter how much he said, it was useless.
"good."
The old bustard happily began to host: "Now it is announced that in the first round of poetry competition, Changsun Chong will win!"
Won.
Changsun Chong couldn't help but clenched his fist.
"congratulations……"
Several friends who had made good friends with Changsun Chong came forward to congratulate him.
Changsun Chong responded one by one.
When he glanced at Wei Shuyu, there was a triumphant look in his eyes!
Elegant room.
"It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Li Shimin sighed and shook his head.
After some analysis by Yu Zhining, he also felt the charm of this poem.
He grew up in Taiyuan.
Pictures of relatives flashed through my mind inadvertently...
Li Jiancheng, Li Yuanji, Princess Ping Zhaoyang, Queen Taimu...
Since ancient times, many emperors have been lonely and widowed.
Li Shimin's feelings were more profound than others.
"Xuancheng."
Li Shimin suddenly looked at Wei Zheng: "Shu Yu's talent has not declined. If I were the judge, I would choose him to win."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Wei Zheng stood up and bowed: "Getting a word from His Majesty is better than winning or losing!"
In the attic.
Wei Shuyu sighed helplessly.
He could remember the poem...except for how catchy it was.
Especially because Jingyesi has a big weirdness.
So far, no trace of Jingyesi's appearance in the Tang Dynasty has been found.
Jingyesi was first discovered...
It is in the Song Dynasty and the Shu version of Li Bai's collection.
So it is very possible that this poem was not outstanding in the Tang Dynasty...
"That's all, if you lose, just lose."
Wei Shuyu thought helplessly.
At this moment, a few childish voices sounded from below the stage...
"The moonlight shines in front of the bed."
"I know the next sentence, I suspect it's frost on the ground."
"I can also look up at the bright moon."
"Na na na, the last sentence is to lower your head and miss your hometown."
Boom.
The sound was like a stone dropped into a lake, causing ripples!
Everyone's eyes involuntarily looked towards the source of the sound.
I saw a few flower girls from Wanhua Pavilion, shaking their heads and chanting poems.
Again!
Wei Shuyu only said it once and they remembered it!
"Do you know what this poem means?" Yu Zhining stepped forward and asked in surprise.
"ah?"
Suddenly a strange old man came and startled them.
This group of flower girls were all trained by Wanhua Pavilion or danced with the oiran.
They knew that they were of low status and were too timid to respond.
"If Grand Master Yu asks you something, you should speak boldly..."
The madam smiled and reassured.
She had a hunch that this matter might be reversed.
"The moon is like frost!"
A flower girl points to the moon outside the window.
"I looked up at the moon and missed my dad and my mother..."
Do you really understand?
Everyone was shocked.
Easy to remember and easy to understand.
The charm of this poem is obvious...
A widely circulated and easy-to-understand poem.
What can it do?
Snapped!
Yu Zhining slapped his thigh.
Finally thought of a crucial point!
"Shu Yu, what is the name of your poem?"
Yu Zhining raised his head and asked Wei Shuyu.
"Return to Uncle Yu, call me Jingyesi!" Wei Shuyu replied respectfully.
It seems like things have turned around again?
"Jingye Si, Jing Ye Si..."
Yu Zhining murmured a few words: "Wonderful, really wonderful!"
"On a silent night, it's hard to fall asleep, looking up at the moonlight and missing my hometown..."
"Everyone!"
Yu Zhining glanced at everyone with his sharp eyes...
"Even if everyone in the world says that Shuyu has failed today, I will still support this Jingye Si!"
"I'll leave it here..."
"That poem by Chang Sun Chong is not even worthy of carrying Jingyesi's shoes!"
What?
The whole place was in an uproar.
For the sake of a poem in vernacular, I sacrificed my life-long reputation.
Is Yu Zhining crazy?
"Zhong Mi, don't talk nonsense!"
"Come back quickly, do you want to destroy yourself?"
Gaiwenda and Su Xu were extremely anxious.
They are both bachelors of the 18th Zhenguan Period, and the relationship between the three of them is quite good.
"I'm not crazy!"
Yu Zhining shook his head: "If you are successful, be careful. If we don't support Jingyesi today, we will be truly infamy!"
Um?
When the two of them heard this, they were both stunned.
Yu Zhining is by no means an impulsive person...
On the contrary, Yu Zhining is still the best among the three of them!
Yu Zhining is currently the Vice Minister of Zhongshu and is on the fourth rank!
If I had to add a title to the Vice Minister of Zhongshu, the Vice Minister of Zhongshu would be Deputy Zhongshu Ling!
"Everyone!"
"Everyone has seen the charm of Jingyesi..."
"After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will report to Your Majesty to include Jingye Si in the Children's Enlightenment Poems Collection!"
boom.
The whole place exploded!
It turns out that this is the key point...
What does the collection of children's enlightenment poems represent?
This means that Jingyesi will soar to the sky!
Are you good at writing poems?
No matter how well written it is, it’s useless!
Going out to hang out requires prestige.
Once Jingye Si is included in children's enlightenment poetry anthology, it will become one of the required courses for every reader!
Wei Shuyu's name will also be remembered by all scholars.
this reputation.
It reaches heaven and earth!
When future students see Wei Shuyu, they will have to call out "Master Wei!"
"No...impossible!"
Changsun Chong shook his head like crazy.
I had obviously won, why was it reversed again...
