Chapter 493: Nitpicking

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The students from each school spoke clearly and clearly. Everyone wanted to see the myth of the Bai Song Dynasty shattered, so they would not let go of such an opportunity.

However, what is even more unexpected is that while the students are arguing, the gentlemen and famous scholars sitting in the attic also chime in, saying that someone has been overly popular based on just one poem. This is something inappropriate. I advise all students to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and not to care too much about temporary gains and losses.

The meaning of saying this is, on the one hand, to tell everyone not to pay too much attention to the stunning performance of Shui Tiao Ge Tou, and on the other hand, it is also to say that there is no need to care about Song Baifeng's momentary humiliation just now.

A moment ago, students from Yongxing College were arguing with students from other colleges around them. Unfortunately, the number of students around them increased, and everyone was talking about their own things. A dozen people couldn't change anything at all.

Everyone was already resentful, and when they heard that those senior scholars who were above others also joined in, they felt even more angry!

"These old guys keep talking about benevolence, justice and morality, but in fact they are the same as before! It must have been the order of Song Xing, who couldn't bear his previous anger, so he united everyone to stigmatize Bai Song!"

"That's right! It's useless for me to regard them as respected seniors. I didn't expect that today the Poetry Club would unite to target our Yongxing College!"

The students were indignant and very angry. What was regrettable was that the teacher did not come.

Knowing this is the case, it’s no wonder that Mr. didn’t come!

Previously, Bai Song acted righteously for Lu Yao, but now Bai Song has become the target of public criticism. Lu Yao couldn't calm down. He suddenly stepped forward and pointed at the old people in the attic and shouted: "Can you please have some face? Everyone here knows that Bai Song is a poet. Who dares to challenge? What works do you have? Who said that every poem must be carefully crafted? No flaws should be left? The focus of poetry is to convey the heart, not to copy it mechanically. You still don’t know that the Bai Song Dynasty was in Xiangjiazhuang What a wonderful performance when you met the prince, right? Some of the people present also experienced it first-hand!"

With that said, Lu Yao pointed to Mr. Liu in the attic.

This Mr. Liu was a person who experienced it personally. He was the one who conveyed the news back and forth in the small garden of Xiangjiazhuang, causing Lu Yao and Bai Song to fight internally.

"Mr. Liu, you are here, have you ever told these old seniors, Mr. Bai Song, what happened that day!"

Mr. Liu is from the East Palace and is considered today's host and guest, but in terms of background, he can only be regarded as the lowest among many old gentlemen.

Mr. Liu was a little hesitant and didn't know how to say this.

Song Xing pretended to be confused: "Oh? Does Bai Song have other poems?"

Mr. Liu nodded in agreement.

Song Xing asked again what poems he had written?

Mr. Liu answered again and recited the four chrysanthemum poems written by Bai Song in Xiangjiazhuang one by one in public.

Everyone heard it clearly. The poems were beautiful, but most of them had a feminine touch, which was different from men's writing.

Everyone was a little suspicious, but they didn't speak, secretly thinking that Mr. Song Xingsong should seize the flaw and belittle him.

After hearing this, Song Xing actually stepped forward to speak.

But the problem he was looking for was not the always delicate posture, but a list of errors in the antithesis and rhythm contained in the four chrysanthemum poems.

Everyone present knows that when writing poetry and lyrics, the main thing is to look at rhythm.

But any poem, no matter how well it is written, will always have imperfect rhythm.

If every word of the confrontation was deducted, it would be even more harsh.

Good poetry mainly lies in artistic conception and expression. As long as the artistic conception is achieved, slight deviations in the dialogue will not affect the overall presentation of the poem.

However, Song Xingfei only focused on the few irregularities in the dialogues in each of the four chrysanthemum poems.

It is not so much that the Bai Song Dynasty did not understand the rhythm of poetry, but in fact it was because he had not yet started writing poetry and lyrics.

Song Xing's words were a bit rude, but it was hard to fault.

After Song Xing finished speaking, the old gentlemen around him echoed again and again, saying that what Song Xing said made sense.

Lu Yao's lungs were filled with anger. He had never seen such a shameless group of old guys.

"You...you are simply useless as teachers!"

Lu Yao was so angry that he said something, but it was obvious that he made people angry when he said it.

Lu Yao is challenging the majesty of all his predecessors by himself.

Lu Yao was the first one who dared to say this.

"Lu Yao! You are so brave. Do you still have some sense of courtesy and integrity in your heart? Do you dare to openly slander all the great Confucians? Do you not want to live anymore?!"

"This kind of madman should be kicked out of the literary world in the capital. Such people are not worthy of enrolling in school."

"Drive this lunatic out quickly. Can he also participate in the poetry meeting?"

The classmates of Yongxing College were also shocked. They never expected that Lu Yao could suddenly say such bold words.

Regardless of the rights or wrongs of those gentlemen, saying such things is simply too much.

Someone advised: "Lu Yao, hurry up and apologize."

"Stay with me!" Lu Yao scolded, "These old guys are so shameless that they don't talk about Bai Song's compositions at that time, but only talk about the subtle errors and omissions in the poems! The four chrysanthemum poems written by Bai Song at that time were written in one fell swoop. How can you do this? Open your eyes and tell lies! You said that Bai Song's writing is not good, who of you dares to write? He said that the antithesis is wrong, I wonder what works you old gentlemen have to bring out? I, Lu Yao, will also come and taste it to see whose work has no antithesis. One mistake!"

"Crazy dog ​​barking!" Song Baifeng seized the opportunity and stood up, "How do you think you are qualified to criticize the works of gentlemen? Don't forget that there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. How can there be any reason for students to criticize gentlemen? Then Bai Song's poems are somewhat The mistakes are irrefutable, so why don’t you dare to admit them?”

"The poems are written as you like, how can you be picky? You are trying to nail down every word, which is totally shameless."

Song Xing stroked his long beard and said calmly: "Others don't have to do this. It's just that Bai Song was regarded as the most talented man in the Tang Dynasty. Since he is the first, he should have stricter requirements. I just thought about it a little, and there are many problems. , it can be seen that the name of the Bai Song Dynasty is too great, and there is still a lot to learn from!"

"A game cannot withstand scrutiny."

At the critical moment, the man who went to the corridor came out again.

There is no poetry festival without him, but there is always him in the debate.

When everyone saw Bai Song approaching with a smile, their hearts suddenly trembled.

I thought that once this kid showed up, he might cause some trouble.

"Mr. Bai, after hearing what you said, could it be that it's not a game, or it can withstand scrutiny?" Song Baifeng said with a smile, "Then why don't I show you what Mr. Bai calls a work that is not a game? .So that I can learn and learn.”

Everyone knows that as long as there are poems, you can always find some rhythm problems. The so-called nitpicking can always find some problems.

Even "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" is like this!

As long as you are willing to look for faults, you will definitely be able to find some!

Therefore, no matter what poems Bai Song wrote, in this round of debate, they would definitely disgrace Bai Song!

Moreover, it was Song Xing who was angered by Bai Song, and behind Song Xing there was a group of older generation gentlemen, who gathered together to form the trend of the literary world of the Tang Dynasty.

The place where the old gentlemen gather is justice and authority. As long as the old gentlemen work together, it won't be surprising even if "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" is degraded!

This time, no matter what happens to Bai Song, he will definitely not get any benefits!

Everyone watched Bai Song clear his throat, as if he was really about to compose a poem.

Lu Yao was a little wary and gave Bai Song a hand: "Forget it, these old guys are calling deer a horse. We are alone and there is no need to quarrel with them."

Bai Song raised his hand to reassure him and stepped forward with a smile: "I have a song called "Ascend the High". Please give it a try and see how it goes."

After that, he chanted softly:

"The wind is strong and the sky is high, the apes are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugistan.

The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.

Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick.

Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop. "

After saying this, he smiled in his heart: "Please accept the first seven rules of ancient and modern times. On antithesis and rhythm, this is a model essay."