Since ancient times, literati have looked down upon each other and said that warriors are brave. But don't literati have a desire to win?
No, literati are human beings too, and they also have a fighting spirit.
Especially when dealing with people of similar talents.
But if the other party is a literary giant, do you still have the desire to win?
Just like Zhu Zi, future generations just want to imitate him, but no one dares to say that they have surpassed him.
Liang Shi felt dizzy, and actually compared Wu Wang and Zhu Zi.
But after thinking about it, Zhu Jun really changed Zhu Zi's words and seemed to have his own ideas.
At first, when he heard Song Lian and others talking about this incident, he was just angry.
But now I think about it, is Zhu Jun qualified?
He is really qualified!
On the other hand, just because someone realized something of their own in Zhu Zi's remarks, they couldn't wait to jump out and shout to fight and kill.
It’s really ridiculous!
Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly and continued to listen to Wei Guan Nian.
At this time, Wei Guannian's throat was dry and sore. Every time he read a word, it hurt terribly, but he still continued to read loudly: "Sigh! The grass and trees are ruthless and sometimes wander. Humans are animals and only the spirit of things. Feelings of worry. In his heart, everything takes its form, and if something moves in it, its essence will be shaken.
But if you think about what your strength cannot do, and worry about what your wisdom cannot do, it is better to call the bright red ones a gaunt tree, and the black ones to be stars.
Why would you want to compete with grass and trees for glory with something other than gold and stone? No matter who kills thieves, why should I hate Qiu Sheng!
The boy was not right and fell asleep with his head down. But when I hear the chirping of insects on the four walls, I feel like I am sighing. "
After reading the last word, everyone can feel the sadness and anger in the article.
Autumn symbolizes chilling, and all life ends in autumn. However, Zhu Jun used the sound of autumn to warn the world: there is no need to mourn autumn, hate autumn, or complain about everything, but rather self-reflection.
This article cannot be understood in one go; it needs to be read through multiple times.
This "Autumn Sound Ode" is definitely the best poem in recent years, and it is enough to be widely circulated. Anything that is widely circulated must be an eternal masterpiece.
From "Painting", "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat", to "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" and then to "Ode to the Sound of Autumn", the romance and ambition in Zhu Jun's heart are vividly displayed.
From painting to calligraphy, Zhu Jun's talents are fully revealed.
The sharpness is so dazzling that even people dare not watch it.
Song Ke walked up to "Qiu Sheng Fu" and stared at it, as if he was seeing a peerless treasure, but there was some sadness in his eyes because this treasure was not his.
Zhu Jun coughed dryly and pulled everyone back from the article, "Okay, let's light the incense. After one stick of incense, we'll finish the work!"
That arrogant and arrogant look no longer disgusting in the eyes of everyone, but made them feel like it should be like this.
If they had such ability and status, they might be crazier than Zhu Jun.
Zhang Yu looked at Liang Shi, "Brother Yongxing, what do you think?"
Liang Shi said bitterly: "This "Autumn Sound Ode" is the best in hundreds of years. It is the pinnacle of both the artistic conception and the structure of the article.
I can't compare. If you force comparison for the sake of face, it will only make a joke! "
His article is absolutely incomparable to "Ode to the Sound of Autumn". If it gets out in the future, others will only compare it with it. By then, I'm afraid everyone will laugh at him for overestimating his abilities!
"I can't compose such poems. His Highness the Prince said that it is the best in two hundred years. It is true." Zhang Yu sighed: "It would be great if I could compose such poems and songs. I would have no regrets even if I die." !”
"The common people have given up!" Liang Shi cupped his hands and said: "The talent of the King of Wu is rare in the world, and the common people are convinced. Wherever Your Highness will be in the future, the common people will stay away!"
"The common people also admit defeat. The common people ask themselves whether they can produce such an eternal masterpiece as Mingyue. They are convinced!" Zhang Yu was also very straightforward. He turned to look at Song Lian and others, "It is Zhang Yu who is useless and has let you down!"
Although they admitted defeat very simply, no one dared to stand up and accuse.
Because if they were replaced, they would have the same result.
After Zhu Jun's work came out, they had already foreseen the ending. This kind of work was simply not comparable to ordinary people.
The reason why an eternal masterpiece is an eternal masterpiece is because of its rarity and non-replicability.
If everyone could produce such masterpieces, then the masterpieces of the ages would be worthless.
Their eyes quickly shifted from the two of them to Song Ke. They all put all their hopes on Song Ke.
"Brother Zhongwen, all hope is on you now!"
"Never give in!"
Many people cheered Song Ke, but Song Ke shook his head and said: "Most of my calligraphy skills come from my master and the sage of running calligraphy. I have not followed my own path.
This character is in a line of its own, with its own system and writing style, which is unique.
I’m not as good as me!
If you lose, you lose. Song doesn't want to sit around and waste away! "
Song Ke looked at Zhu Jun and said directly: "With one against six, the common people are convinced to lose. Whether you want to kill or behead, you have to do whatever you want. The common people will never have any complaints!"
Song Lian and others felt extremely sad. They were defeated, completely defeated.
But Zhu Jun defeated six with one, and all of them were victorious. Many people even gave up without even writing.
It's not because they are afraid of the King of Wu and the prince, it's because Zhu Jun's talent is so strong that they don't even dare to write.
Seeing Song Ke admit defeat, everyone behind Zhu Jun cheered.
"Brother Six, you are so powerful!" Zhu Ti and Zhu Stirrup were both stunned. Zhu Jun defeated Song Lian and others in discussing Taoism, not to mention, and now he defeated these great literati who are famous all over the world.
Doesn't that mean that his sixth brother's talent is number one in the world?
Zhu Zhen's face turned red with excitement, and he looked at Zhu Jun with eyes full of admiration.
Zhu Yingxiong didn't mention it, he rushed over and hugged him, "Uncle Six, I have decided that I will learn from you in the future!"
"Uncle Liu doesn't have that much time to teach you!" Zhu Jun touched his head and was in a good mood. Fortunately, these people had some moral integrity and did not fight to the death, otherwise they would not know how long the competition would last.
He looked at Song Ke, who looked like he wanted to kill or cut him into pieces, and said, "You haven't violated the laws of the Great Cause. Why should I kill you? Although you have a tough temper, you are still very principled. Let's do this." , my king’s Endeavor Hall still lacks a teacher to teach painting, so go teach children to paint there!”
Song Ke looked at Zhu Jun in disbelief. Didn't he say that King Wu was crazy and violent?
If you don't kill him, you still let him teach the children to draw. How could there be any trace of violence?
Before he could speak, Zhu Jun looked at Song Lian and others, "Old man Song, how about this time?"
Song Lian's face turned black, like a gleam on his back and a knot in his throat. This time, Zhu Jun relied on his own talents to actually defeat the people he called. Even if he said it was useless, it would be useless.
Feeling everyone's gaze, he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
Zhu Jun didn't urge him, and after a long while, Song Lian said in despair: "Xiaguan lost, and Xiaguan will fulfill his promise!"
"Then I am qualified to invigilate the exam?"
