When everyone was surprised, they saw Jiang Yunzhou picking up the rice paper, standing in front of the old master Wang Yongzhi, and said with a smile:
"Old Master Wang, look, this poem was written by you?"
Wang Yongzhi glanced at the two majestic words on the rice paper, his face struggled to express, and finally he shook his head.
He has already done it once as requested by King Yu, so it is not considered a violation of the order...
Jiang Yunzhou raised his eyebrows and asked in an exaggerated manner:
"Oh? You'd better take a closer look. What if you did it randomly one day and forgot about it, or threw it away as rubbish?"
Jiang Yunzhou's words instantly caused many people inside and outside Accord to reflect.
No, Jiang Xue wrote such quatrains just now, how could anyone throw it away as a scrap manuscript? Who can't see that once this poem is published, it will definitely be famous throughout the ages. Even Master Wang has never written such quatrains!
Wang Yongzhi saw something was wrong in everyone's eyes and said without hesitation: "I confirm that this new song is indeed not by me!"
"very good."
Jiang Yunzhou smiled, then raised the rice paper and asked loudly: "Of all of you here, does anyone want to recognize it? But don't wait for me to finish writing, and someone will jump out and say that he did it, then don't blame me for turning his back and denying others." !”
"Qinyuan Spring·Snow."
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing."
Jiang Yunzhou recited the two sentences loudly, word for word, and asked sternly again: "I ask again, is there anyone who wants to recognize it?"
"No."
"Never seen before..."
"No, this is the first time we have seen it. Please, Your Highness, please continue to perfect this poem." Master Chu Qi said loudly.
For some reason, when he saw these two sentences, he vaguely wanted to take back the poem he had just given to Bai Zhi. Based on these majestic first two sentences, Jiang Xue was probably really written by His Highness the King of Qin!
Jiang Yunzhou held the rice paper in front of King Yu with a contemptuous smile:
"Your Highness Prince Yu, was this poem written by you? Or was it written by another old master you know well?"
"What did Ninth Brother say?"
Prince Yu seemed to have annoyance on his face, "The question about you has nothing to do with Third Brother. I have never seen this poem, so I'll write it down quickly."
He thought very clearly that even if the matter was exposed, it would be Wang Yong's fault alone, and he would never admit that it was related to him.
At this time, he was already a little confused and confused.
Could this kid still be able to compose a masterpiece? !
He glanced at Wang Yongzhi calmly, and knew in his heart that it was impossible for Wang Yongzhi to say that this song was written by him, otherwise others would definitely think that Wang Yongzhi deliberately slandered it.
His original intention was to force Jiang Yunzhou to write a poem. If he couldn't write it, he would naturally make a fool of himself. If he did, Wang Yongzhi would say that he was a waste of the poem and that he had plagiarized it, which would further discredit him.
But this boy actually composed a masterpiece that made it difficult for Wang Yong to get off the tiger. Now this second song, judging from the first two sentences, seems to be still good.
Impossible, how could this kid be so talented!
I wanted him to make a fool of himself and let him know that with his power, even a contemporary scholar would punish him according to his orders.
Now, there are signs of helping him, damn it!
King Yu hated Jiang Yunzhou with all his heart, but his expression seemed particularly indifferent.
Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhou laughed loudly and said: "Okay, I also think that His Highness King Yu should not slander me. After all, if plagiarism occurs repeatedly in the royal family, it will really make people laugh."
"you!"
King Yu glared angrily, but he remembered his retainer's instructions and held back, "Humph, ninth brother, you should write your poems well, and don't lose the royal face."
Jiang Yunzhou had already called this point, and everyone present reacted. Seeing that the expression on Old Master Wang Yongzhi's face was not right, a thought came to their minds:
Could it be that Old Master Wang was really driven by King Yu to deliberately discredit His Highness King Qin so that King Yu could avenge the night banquet?
Chu Tianyao, the Duke of Zhenguo, couldn't help but frown when he saw the two of them confronting each other so tit for tat. Especially King Yu's strange behavior made him lament inwardly.
If it is true that King Yu arranged the slander, this would be too much fun!
King Qin has been rumored to have a brain disease, so what if his reputation is disgraced? He has no ability to seize the throne, so his reputation will almost have no impact on him. However, if this matter is exposed, it will affect King Yu who is already at the center of the storm. Said, it is undoubtedly another major stain!
Seeing that the situation was about the same, Jiang Yunzhou stopped irritating King Yu, turned around, spread the rice paper on the desk again, and started writing quickly.
"Silver snakes are dancing in the mountains, and wax figures are riding in the mountains. They want to compete with the gods."
"On a clear day, it looks particularly charming when you look at the red dress."
After finishing the last chapter, Jiang Yunzhou stopped writing again, paused, and did not continue writing.
He stopped writing and scanned only half of the "Qinyuan Spring·Snow", thoughtfully:
That's it. This half of the palace is enough.
He could have replaced the Qin Emperor and Han Wu in the original word with the emperors of this world, such as the famous Qianhuang Zhanwu, Liangzong Mozu, etc., but firstly he felt that the original word was missing the momentum, and secondly he was worried that someone If you misinterpret the ambiguity and suspect that he intends to seize the direct line, or even has the idea of unification, you will be in big trouble.
Seeing that Jiang Yunzhou was about to stop writing, Master Chu Qi asked curiously: "This is the first time Chu has seen Qin Yuanchun's Ci Pai. However, from the current point of view, it is just a poem. Why don't Your Highness continue?"
Jiang Yunzhou sighed:
"Hey, since I am writing about snow, the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers in Shangque is enough. This poem was actually taught by Mengxian, but it is a pity that I have to go to Shangque. As for Xiayou, I am young after all. I am very worried that I will not be able to improve the artistic conception of the whole poem, and I will not If you dare to confront me at will, why not hand it over to Mr. Wang?"
Jiang Yunzhou's words caused a commotion at the scene. How could they not realize that His Highness the King of Qin meant something? As for the Mengxian's instruction, they simply ignored it. They assumed that the King of Qin knew about it, but deliberately did not write it down. .
The snow scene in this song contains not only the vast expanse of snow scenery, but also the magnificent and dynamic mountains and rivers.
There is a sense of majesty and majesty. What kind of xiaqiao is needed to be worthy of such a scene?
The King of Qin only wrote the upper que and left the lower que to Old Master Wang. This was obviously in response to what Old Master Wang had said earlier that young people could not compose poems with as high an artistic conception as "Jiang Xue".
Seeing everyone looking at him, Wang Yongzhi took a deep breath and glanced at the half-letter words on the table.
Countless words flashed through his mind quickly, but he found that none of them could match such a majestic sentence. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly said:
"His Royal Highness the King of Qin's half-quel is really amazing. I really don't have an excellent answer to it for a while. Since today is an elegant gathering of sages, why not make this question the second question and let all the talented and beautiful ladies continue to write it down? Qin, His Highness the King of Qin can also participate in the selection of the best Qin, what do you think?"
When the seventh master Chu Jihong heard this, his eyes lit up: "Old Master Wang, this is a very good plan. With Jiang Xue and half of the Ci here, there is really no need to continue the competition in the first game. Why not let all the talented people try it in the second game?" Let’s give it a try and see who can match this exquisite masterpiece!”
After hearing the words, everyone nodded in agreement, and many talented men and women who were good at composing lyrics had already begun to think of ways to write the best poem.
This is a good opportunity that will be remembered forever. As long as the lower half can be matched, even if it is reluctant, with the upper half, it will be enough to achieve an eternal masterpiece and be remembered by future generations!
This old guy is cunning.
Jiang Yunzhou looked at the people around him who were deep in thought for a moment, and cursed in his heart. He finally managed to escape from his shell, and with just a small trick, he dispelled the doubts that people had just raised about him, and began to focus on the dialogue.
Haha, it’s a beautiful thought. You’ve tricked me, but you still want to escape unscathed, but there’s no way out!
