"Write another poem? Don't you need to conceive when writing a poem? Even Qu Yuan and Qu Sheng spent nearly a hundred years and traveled most of Tianyuan Continent before writing the masterpiece "Li Sao". Are you more talented than Qu Sheng?"
After hearing Ci Song's answer, Ning Ping'an couldn't hold back any longer. No matter how high his concentration was, he couldn't suppress the shock and confusion in his heart. This time he directly began to question Ci Song.
Seeing Ning Pingan's expression became so excited, I didn't know how to respond for a while. My teacher is indeed right. Poems written by others require a long time of conception and polishing, and most importantly, the mood. Poems written in different moods are also completely different.
The Ci Song Dynasty is different. He took the most splendid verses of the entire Chinese civilization and used them directly without any thinking at all. It was simply an act of "contemporary literary copying".
Moreover, which of these poems recited by Ci and Song Dynasty is not a household name through the ages? Even the poorest poems are famous.
The most important thing is that poems that were not famous in ancient times will be buried in the long river of history. The poems that have been passed down to the 21st century are basically popular masterpieces. Even if they are not masterpieces, they have been forgotten by history. Selected essence.
In other words, these poems have been tested by history and proven by history.
Seeing that Ci Song didn't reply for a long time, Ning Ping'an sighed, took out a thick book from somewhere, and handed it to Ci Song, "You don't have to go to the afternoon classes from now on, I'll give you a month's Give me time to thoroughly understand the contents of this book, and after a month, I will personally test your results."
With that said, Ning Ping'an stood up, waved gently, and said: "If you can master it, I will take you to the Five Courtyard Tea Party in one month."
"Five Courtyard Tea Party?" This was the first time Ci Song heard this term. Just when he was about to say something, he found that his vision was shrouded in a thin stream of green smoke. When his vision became clear again, he found that He had appeared outside the Saint's Tower, and he had stood at the end of the path paved with unknown crystals.
"If you want to find me in the future, just call my name directly to my direct disciple Jade Pendant. Don't come to this Saint Tower again next time."
Ning Ping'an's warning voice came to Ci Song's ears. Ci Song nodded, then turned and left.
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On the other side, Ning Ping'an, after sending Ci Song out of the Sage Tower, came to the highest point of the Sage Tower, which is where the dean usually works.
At this time, three people had gathered in the room, two women and one man. One of them, a man and a woman, was none other than Dean Yan and his daughter, Yan Ruoci. As for the other woman, it was the one Ci Song had met at the lakeside. That beautiful and dignified woman.
When Ning Pingping entered the room, he heard the quarrel.
"Yan Zheng, you are worthy of being Ci Qi Bai's brother and Ci Song's godfather. You actually let him join Yan Sheng Academy. Have you forgotten how you promised me back then?"
"The sage said: There is no distinction between education. Ci and Song came to Yan Sheng Academy to study. This was his freedom. I have no partiality towards him."
"So you can give your daughter to your good brother's dandy son as your wife? Your Yan Zheng is really yours."
Ning Ping'an didn't pay attention to the quarrel, and opened the door directly and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Ruici kneeling on the ground and sobbing continuously, as well as an angry woman and Dean Yan with a helpless face.
"This matter has nothing to do with Ruo Ci. She doesn't know Ci Song's past, so she doesn't need to be punished."
With that said, Ning Ping An walked to Yan Ruoci, gently lifted the girl who was crying into tears, and let her sit back on the chair.
After seeing Ning Ping'an, the woman's mood calmed down a bit, but her tone was still a bit gunpowder, "Mr. Ning, you looked down on Bai Ye at first, saying that his talent was low and not enough to become your disciple. , I admit it. But why did you accept Ci Song, a playboy, as your disciple? What, is his talent higher than Bai Ye? Or is it just because his father was a child raised by mistake by your senior brother Gongsun? "
The sarcasm in the woman's words was extremely obvious, but Ning Ping'an didn't take it to heart. He looked down on this woman from the bottom of his heart. Now he is nearly 50 years old and can reach the level of scholar. Such a woman actually treats this woman. The dean of Yan Sheng Academy was yelling and unruly, and even used his status to shout and yell around in the courtyard. Such a woman was not worth his waste of words.
"Dean, Ci Song came to the Saint Tower just now to find me. Did you sense it?"
Ning Pingan ignored the woman's words and turned to look at Dean Yan who was sitting in the main seat.
"Yes, I sensed it." Dean Yan nodded. He had noticed all the changes in the Saint Tower. Of course he knew about Ci Song's visit. "Shouldn't he be learning archery from Bai Ye at this time? Why did he come to you?"
"Ci Song is now a child. He came to me because he wanted to learn the real fighting method. I have returned the book to him. I promise that as long as Ci Song can master it within a month, Just take him to the Fifth Courtyard Tea Party." Ning Ping'an took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yan Ruici, who was still sobbing quietly.
"What? Tong Sheng? Didn't he just become a poet not long ago? Why did he break through so quickly?" Dean Yan's face was full of astonishment. He knew that Ci Song's talent was very high, but it was not enough for him to break through in such a short time. To the realm of childishness.
"Dean, do you still think that Ci Song is really the playboy on the surface? Think about it, among the children he adopted back then, none of them were amazingly talented and beautiful people, but later..."
Ning Ping'an hesitated to speak, as if he was worried about something. When Dean Yan saw this, he understood and said, "Mr. Ning, please stop talking, I understand."
After a pause, Dean Yan continued: "The Five Courtyard Tea Party, okay, if he can really understand that book, the Five Courtyard Tea Party, let's take him there."
"Yes." Ningping nodded and responded.
The woman who was ignored on the other side was a little angry. She never expected that Ning Ping'an would dare to ignore her, so she said: "Humph, it turns out that we are from the same school. No matter how talented Ci Song is, I will not allow him to do it." Ci will never be involved with him again.”
With that said, she walked to Yan Ruoci, took her hand and left the room.
After the woman left with Yan Ruoci, Ning Ping'an said, "Dean, are you too tolerant of Madam?"
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