The bachelors and students from the Imperial College who came after hearing the news are all outside.
Yan Shigu, Kong Yingda and others suddenly looked a little sad. They glanced at Du Bohu and knew that he might also be in trouble.
This is a masterpiece describing the homesickness and feelings of the frontier soldiers during their journey. The most resonant thing about Journey to the End of the World is the artistic conception of "a trip to the mountains, a trip to the water" of drifting to a foreign land and dreaming of returning home. It can be picked up easily without showing any polish.
What's more valuable is that it is lingering but not decadent. The tenderness reveals the man's generous ambition to serve the country by guarding the frontier.
"Thousands of tents with lights in the night." This sentence should refer to the military camp of the Yan Kingdom guarding the border outside Baoding Pass.
So this is indeed what Nalan Fengxiao did when he accompanied the envoy to Baoding Pass and missed his hometown.
This kind of literary talent has to be admired.
If we talk about composing lyrics, Nalan Fengxiao can indeed be called the number one person in Dayan.
Many people began to whisper, and some wanted to point out the inappropriateness of this poem, but found that there seemed to be nothing to correct.
It has put many people to shame that others can create such beautiful poems casually.
Do you still dare to stand up and correct me?
Scholars have a good face, but they also know how much they weigh. They are not the kind of nerds who will really make themselves stupid by reading a book.
Du Bohu said with admiration: "Good words, good words!"
Just four words already expressed what he meant.
He couldn't write a poem that could compare with this Sauvignon Blanc, so he honestly admitted defeat.
Nalan Fengxiao didn't know that Du Bohu was Da Qian's favorite lyricist and the supporter of several great scholars in Hongwen Hall.
He just bowed his hand in return and didn't say anything.
This poem is the one he is most satisfied with now, bar none.
I also know that although this poem cannot be compared with the ci saints of Daqian, nor can it be compared with the masterpieces of Daqian that can be passed down for eternity, but it can still be regarded as a masterpiece in the world today, right?
From then on, unless there is another poet in Daqian, he can write poetry that can surpass Sauvignon Blanc.
Otherwise, Daqian's Ci will never be as good as Dayan.
In the words of the eldest princess, if you want to negotiate peace with Dagan, you must not be humble, let alone surrender.
The only way is to humiliate them severely, give them a slap on the wrist, hit them with a stick, and then give them a dessert, and everyone in the army will definitely negotiate a peace honestly for the sake of face, thus covering up their own shame.
And the literary fight was just the beginning, and he was just a pioneer general.
Except for one word.
He actually has a poem!
Just in case.
Moreover, even if it fails in the end, it is still considered a success.
A Sauvignon Blanc can definitely be recorded in the history of Daqian, and it can definitely be sung for a long time.
Coupled with that poem, it will definitely create a sensation in Daqian and outshine the great scholars of Daqian.
When Master Yan and others saw Du Bohu like this, they could only hold their noses and admit it.
Du Bohu has been studying Ci Yi Dao, and he has indeed written several excellent works, but they are all masterpieces that were written and revised after painstaking efforts and finally came out.
It is really embarrassing for him to compose lyrics in such a hurry now, but it is still a masterpiece that can surpass Sauvignon Blanc.
what to do?
Do Daqian scholars really want to be outdone in terms of Ci?
Many people are unwilling to do so.
Kong Yingda took a deep breath and said: "What a long love song. I am drifting to a foreign land, dreaming of returning home, guarding the frontier, and serving the country."
"The word already has the image of everyone, and this word can be passed down for hundreds of generations."
"He is worthy of being the number one poet in Dayan."
"There's no need to correct it. It's such an excellent work. If you change even one word, the rhyme will be missing. It's already a work that has been handed down from generation to generation."
What else can be done now?
I can’t write words that can compare with Sauvignon Blanc. Not to mention that I can overpower others, but there is nothing that can be called a masterpiece.
I don't know where Du Bohu has gone now. He probably went to Mingyue Tower to meet his sweetheart for a drink again, right?
Master Yan didn't say anything. He originally expected Du Bohu to do it, but he didn't expect that Du Bohu was still steadfast in his promise at first. But when he saw this poem, he seemed to be shocked.
He walked away in despair.
I guess I won’t write lyrics from now on, right?
He knew Du Bohu's temperament, he was bohemian and he didn't care about his official career or his reputation.
Now I write lyrics, poems and poems to win the love and popularity of the girls in the Red Mansion, and then get some money for drinks and meals.
It was precisely because of this that Li Linfu let him go.
But now, I'm afraid I'm going to be hit.
As for great scholars such as Yan Shigu and Kong Yingda, they were not completely affected. For them, lyric writing seemed to be a trivial or heresy, which is not surprising.
No matter how well written it is, it is just a poem.
It's not a new school of thought that can impress people, or even be passed down for centuries.
What they pay attention to is literary thought, the understanding of the Four Books, and the understanding of the words of sages.
When it comes to debating classics and annotating and interpreting books, they can definitely be called the great Confucian scholars at that time. Even Nalan Fengxiao, who read a lot of books, can't defend himself.
This is also their confidence.
"Don't the Yan people want to negotiate peace?"
"Why did he come to Hongwen Hall, take out this Sauvignon Blanc, and ask Mr. Yan and Mr. Kong to correct it?"
"Is this a rectification?"
"This is obviously...!"
Some people are very angry, saying that they are correcting here and there, but this is clearly a humiliation!
Someone also whispered: "Yes, I seemed to have seen Senior Brother Du just now, but... he seemed to have left quietly."
When the others heard this, they were stunned for a moment.
His mouth was slightly open, not knowing what to say.
Couldn't even Senior Brother Du be able to write such good words?
Although they don't like composing lyrics very much and prefer reciting poems and composing poems, they still have some understanding of poetry and poetry.
This poem is really well written.
"well……."
Everyone sighed secretly when they heard this.
Nalan Fengxiao was not complacent about this. He bowed his hands and saluted: "Sir, I am very complimentary. Daqian is full of talents and has a long literary heritage. Although I have read a lot of books in Dayan, relatively speaking, I may only be a member of Dayan." It’s only half of the library in the Qianhong Library.”
"I came here today. In addition to taking out this poem to ask you gentlemen to correct it, I also wanted to go into the library to borrow a book and read it."
"The sage has said that if you are a person of three, you must have my teacher. There are many ancient books in Daqian, and there are sages in endlessly. I also yearn for filial piety."
"Now, please gentlemen, please make it a convenience so that Fengxiao can enter the library and read books."
Master Yan and others suddenly became embarrassed.
If this really allowed Nalan Fengxiao to enter the library, it would mean that they had truly given up to the Yan people in terms of lyrics.
However, this lyrics is a literary style created by the sages of Daqian, and it should be a treasure of Daqian!
Master Yan looked at Kong Yingda. Kong Yingda stood up again and was about to ask His Highness the Crown Prince for instructions. There was a noise outside.
Eunuch Huaiji came in holding a wooden tray covered with golden silk and a piece of paper inside.
"According to the edict of the prince of the prison state, the order said: I heard that Nalan, a talented man from Yan, met his friends with his poems at the Hongwen Hall in Hongwen Hall. I also wrote a poem here for the great talents of Yan to see."
