In the waterside pavilion, Bai Song felt ashamed, and the literati there were all happy, and there was little ridicule.
Fortunately, both the princess and the prince are here, so the literati rarely have a screen on their lips, and the words they say will not be too unpleasant, but the yin and yang of the gun and the stick are always indispensable.
Some people asked Mr. Bai when he would still have such inspiration as Shui Tiao Ge Tou. Everyone is still waiting for the release of a unique masterpiece.
It is understandable that some people say that Bai Gongzi cannot write. With just a water tune song, there will be no other works in the future and no one can compare with it.
Some people also say that Mr. Bai is pretending to be ignorant, knowing that he has a masterpiece in mind, but he refuses to make it public, and just hates that everyone has no chance to admire it.
The two generations of Bai and Song would not pay attention to such harsh words.
Honor and disgrace are only temporary, just like the water-melody singer. How did the first half of the month shock the world?
Until now, few people have mentioned it.
Time will always dilute everything, even if it is a favor for Lu Yao.
But Miss Mingyue, who was listening in the distance, couldn't help it. Seeing Mr. Bai being surrounded and ridiculed by everyone, she couldn't help but explain. She praised Mr. Bai a lot, but it seemed useless in front of several mouths.
"This Bai Song's reputation is too great, and my aunt will think of the wrong person." Li Chengqian lost interest and returned to his seat.
"Hey!" Ma Zhou sighed heavily on the side. He originally wanted to rely on Bai Song to gain glory, but he didn't expect that when Bai Song came, the prince would be full of mute farts! How can such a low-key and forbearing person achieve anything?
Ma Zhou sighed in his heart, feeling that Bai Song was supposed to have a bright future, but he had developed an indifferent character and was destined to never achieve great things! I felt a little regretful, feeling that I had made the wrong bet.
Princess Danyang looked at Bai Song who was indifferent to the words in the audience, but her thoughts were completely opposite to everyone else's.
This magnanimity and forbearance make him a person who is born to do great things!
This princess sees people differently, and what she wants is not some thorn in her side.
She is a woman with a congenital defect. If she wants to do something, she must first learn to do nothing.
Forbearance is her greatest treasure, and her exaggerated appearance is actually a kind of cover-up for herself.
I met Bai Song today and suddenly found my own shadow in him, which made me even more satisfied.
Using Lu Yao to test Bai Song really had the effect the princess wanted.
With a smile on her face, the princess pulled Bai Song to her side and sat down again. She felt that there was no need to test anything today, so she asked people to stop talking. She waved to the palace maid and asked the girl Shishi who had been waiting outside for a long time to come in and perform a dance.
The name of Miss Shishi is indeed useful. As soon as it was heard that Miss Shishi was coming to dance here, everyone's attention was attracted, and no one discussed the previous poems.
Girl Shishi came from outside and was more famous than Mingyue, but she was also a little reserved in front of the prince and princess.
The princess signaled that Shishi was ready to dance, and girl Shishi happened to be in her posture. When the accompanying singer was about to play and sing, a palace maid burst in.
"Your Royal Highness, the young master outside said that he failed to write the second poem "Chrysanthemum Offering" and specially wrote another crab poem for everyone to appreciate."
"Crab poem?" The princess frowned slightly. She didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore. Just when she was about to speak, the prince on the side jumped out of his seat again and said in surprise: "Can you write a poem for crab? Come and read it quickly. I, the prince, are just right. See and see.”
When the prince spoke, the maid stopped asking the princess what she meant and read it out loud in front of everyone.
"Chang'an is salivating in anticipation of the Double Ninth Festival."
The road in front of me has no longitude and latitude, and the spring and autumn sky in the skin is black and yellow. "
After reciting, everyone in the audience thought about it.
This crab poem lacks elegance, but is very straightforward. It talks about everyone eating crabs at the moment.
However, these literati were not fools, and they quickly realized the true meaning of this crab poem.
It refers to the crab poem written by Bai Song.
The Bai Song Dynasty praised crabs, but this poem criticizes crabs.
The road in front of you has no latitude and longitude, and the happiness in life has no latitude and longitude.
Pi Li Chun Qiu Kong is black and yellow, why is he afraid of changing the East China Sea for ginger soup.
Every sentence is tit for tat. As much as Bai Song praised crabs, this work will scold crabs harshly.
Its intention couldn't be more obvious.
This is a challenge to Bai Song!
This is a more advanced way of mocking Bai Song for his inability to write works.
If this matter spreads out, the Chang'an literary world will surely stir up an uproar again, which will probably be even more lively than the first day Shuidiao Ge Tou appeared in the world.
There's something good to watch now!
Several literati were gearing up and secretly admired, wondering which big brother was so powerful and able to vent the depression in the hearts of all the literati.
Can Bai Song avoid the question just now by simply admitting defeat?
Not that easy!
Everyone was silent and looked at Bai Song, half-smiling but not smiling. Even Miss Shishi didn't look that good. They just wanted to see how the most talented person in Chang'an would end up!
Bai Song's face was ashen, how could he not see the intention of this poem?
"You stupid Lu Yao, are you so shameless? Do you really think I'm just being manipulated by others and won't fight back?"
This poem really made Bai Song angry. He glanced at the crowd and saw their disdain and ridicule. His heart became even more angry. He took a deep breath, calmed down his inner emotions first, and then said calmly: "The so-called poetry follows the fate. , it seems that this fate has really come."
"Mr. Bai, what do you mean by this?" Princess Danyang asked.
"Weren't you unable to write poems just now? Now I'm suddenly inspired, and I have a few poems, and I'm willing to comment on them for everyone present!"
"How many songs?!" Everyone was stunned.
"For the previous four questions, "Remembering the Chrysanthemums", "Offering the Chrysanthemums", "Ode to the Chrysanthemums", and "Asking about the Chrysanthemums", I will write one for each!"
"What? Wait..."
One song each?
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Before they could understand the situation, Bai Song didn't give them a chance to talk nonsense. He took out a charcoal pen and started dancing on the paper in front of the table.
Princess Danyang watched from the side, saw the words and started to read:
"Yiju——
Looking at the west wind with sorrow and thinking, when the polygonum is red and the reeds are white, my heart is broken.
There is no trace of the empty fence in the old garden in autumn. The thin moon and the clear frost make the dream clear.
Thinking about it, the geese will return far away, and they will sit and listen to the evening anvil late.
Whoever pities me for being a thin yellow flower will comfort me by saying that I will meet again during the Double Ninth Festival. "
According to the previous title, "Yiju" was not written by Bai Song, but the first poem he wrote was "Yiju" written by Lu Yao just now.
More importantly, this work follows the rhyme and rhyme of Lu Yao's poems, and uses the same two lines of Lu Yao's poems, but the artistic conception and emotion are completely different.
Everyone understood that this was Bai Song's counterattack!
The man outside used a crab poem to counter Bai Song's crab poem.
This Bai Song actually immediately used "Yiju" to counterattack the outside song "Yiju"!
Good guy, the writing method for retaliation is exactly the same as the opponent's!
You copied my "no latitude and longitude".
I'll copy two of your sentences: "I will return to Yanyuan with my heart in mind" and "Who will pity me for being so thin as a yellow flower?"
"It's fun!" Li Chengqian clapped his hands and cheered, not afraid of serious trouble.
This was the first time that the literati present had seen someone write such a straightforward and powerful poem.
Regardless of whether the poem is good or bad, the momentum alone is something that I cannot even imagine or learn!
The two girls in the scene were also shocked, especially the poem that came later. When they looked up, they found that the person who composed the poem was actually Mr. Bai.
"What a "Yiju" and "Yiju"!" Mr. Liu outside couldn't help but admire.
This poem "Yiju" is Mr. Bai's angry response to the other party's crab poem. It can be seen that it was not prepared in advance, but was composed on the spot in a short time, which is unimaginable!
Before anyone could be surprised, Bai Song wrote another poem.
Princess Danyang then read:
"Gongju——
It is a joy to play the piano and drink wine, and a few cases of Tingting embellish the secluded scene.
The incense is spread across three paths, and the person who throws the book is facing an autumn branch.
The frost clears the paper tent to bring new dreams, and the cold sun sets in the garden to recall old travels.
The pride of the world is also because of the same smell, the spring breeze does not drown the peaches and plums. "
Everyone in the venue gasped in shock.
But Bai Song's pen never paused.
Princess Danyang's eyes flickered, and she gradually became surprised:
"Yong Ju——
The rogue poetry demon invades at dusk, and the sound is heard silently while walking around the fence and scratching the stones.
The hair is written with beauty in the frost, and the fragrance in the mouth is chanting to the moon.
The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, but who can explain the autumn heart in a few words.
Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day.
Ask Ju——
If you want to hear about the autumn mood, but no one knows it, you murmur and knock on the east fence with your hands behind your back.
Who can hide together with the lonely and proud people? Is it too late for the same flowers to bloom?
How lonely is the dew in the garden and the frost in the garden? How can we miss lovesickness when we return home?
Don't talk about the world without talking about it. Why not explain it in a few words? "
After finishing the four chrysanthemum poems, Bai Song put away his pen, cupped his hands to everyone present, and said three words lightly: "It's funny."
Are you kidding me?
Who can still laugh?
Twelve titles of poems about Chrysanthemum in the Red Mansion, everything is included!
There are only four poems here. As long as you think of one of them, you don’t need to think about the other relevant poems at all.
Bai Song didn't want to bully Lu Yao, but Lu Yao didn't know what to do and insisted on hitting the gun.
There are also these talented intellectuals who have their eyes set high above their heads and are self-consciously romantic. They look like villains and have to kill their arrogance.
There was silence in the place, and several literati gathered around.
The princess didn't quite understand it just after reading it once, because it was too fast and no one remembered it completely.
Everyone looked at the four chrysanthemum poems on the paper, each of which had seven rhymes. It was the most difficult to understand just the number of words. Moreover, each one has a specific topic, and each one is better than the last!
In a short period of time, let alone four songs, it would be difficult to compose half of them alone.
Everyone was thinking, could it be that this kid is pretending that he can't write, but is he actually trying to hold back such a big move?
No, no!
Even if you have been thinking about it from the beginning, there is not much time in the whole process. Writing one or two songs is already a genius. Writing four songs, and none of them are out of order, each has its own charm, is this still a human being?
Several literati didn't want to admit it, but they had to admit it - maybe this is a legend!
The legend of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" will always be incomprehensible to ordinary people.
"Okay...so amazing..." Li Chengqian couldn't help but sigh. When he looked at Bai Song again, Bai Song had already left the waterside pavilion and was standing at the door, holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea and sipping it, leaving a silhouette for others. Pay homage.
Mingyue's eyes were filled with peach blossoms, her little hands clenched tightly, she was so excited that she wanted to scream, but she could only restrain herself.
Miss Shishi forgot what she came for, followed the crowd at the end, and took a look. After seeing it, she even had a look of admiration written on her face. She secretly looked at Bai Song, touched her earrings, and thought about the last time Is the earring given to Mr. Bai still on him?
