"Brother Liu, don't be rude!" When Shi Lezhi heard that Chen Luo was going to answer three questions in a row, he immediately spoke out, "The question of entering the city is a solemn matter, not a joke!"
To be honest, if Chen Luo came alone, it would be his own business to be embarrassed. If he went too far, he would be kicked away by the presiding officials above the city gate.
But now it represents Shi Lezhi's face, not to mention that this boy seems to be the legitimate son in the family. If he loses face, wouldn't it mean that Miss Liu in the carriage will be angry with him?
It’s a must!
With this in mind, Shi Lezhi quickly shouted to Chen Luo: "Brother Liu, you are not talented enough in poetry. It is rare to encounter a good opportunity like entering the city, so you should focus on studying."
"Brother, I just tried my best to complete a city entry question. You can't talk nonsense!"
This could have been said through a voice transmission, but for the sake of his own face and the seriousness of the matter to tell Miss Liu, Shi Lezhi almost shouted, and for a while everyone heard Shi Lezhi's voice.
"Ah, it turns out you were talking big words! I just heard the meaning of those words and thought it was Marquis Wu who was here."
"Marquis Wu is now thousands of miles away in Dongcang City, why would he come to join in the fun?"
"Hey, today's young people are wandering around with half a bucket of water..."
Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion around him.
On top of the city gate, the three great scholars who were judging this time also frowned slightly. They never liked people who talked about beauty but were stupid in their chests and stomachs. However, the presiding official touched the cold sweat on his head.
"My Lord Wu, what do you want to do?"
"Blow up the fish pond?"
"That person named Shi, do you know who you are talking to again? His poetry is not enough? Aren't you pointing at Li Qinglian and calling him illiterate?"
The official's mind was racing: "Just now, he called Wuhou Mr. Liu? It seems that Wuhou didn't explain his identity!"
"This wave...is it 'pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger' in Wuhou?"
"I have to cooperate!"
Thinking of this, the Wenchang Pavilion official coughed, looked at Chen Luo, and shouted sternly: "Arrogant! Do you know that these three poems are test questions carefully selected by the Cui family in the city?"
"I threatened to fail three questions before I passed one, which is too loud!"
"No one is allowed to stop me. I want to hear how you solved three questions!"
Listening to the words of the Wenchang Pavilion officials, everyone always felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't explain it. On the contrary, the three great Confucian scholars were mature and mature. When they heard the sharp questions from the Wenchang Pavilion officials, they heard three parts of joy, three parts of reverence, three parts of expectation, and one part of severity!
The presiding official had already said this, so Shi Lezhi naturally couldn't say any more. He just sighed deeply, looked at Chen Luo with a helpless look in front of everyone, then retreated to the carriage and whispered: "Miss Liu, I will help Brother Liu later."
"Thank you, no need!" Yun Siyao said lightly, "It's better to embarrass him or teach him a lesson!"
Shi Lezhi echoed: "Yes, young people, the more frustrated they become, the braver they become. When I was young, I was ridiculed by others, but later I worked hard and achieved some achievements today."
However, these words did not elicit any feedback from the carriage. Shi Lezhi just thought it was Miss Liu who was nervous about her younger brother and stopped talking.
…
“Hiss——” Just when Chen Luo was seriously thinking about which poem to choose, the scholar surnamed Ge standing in the middle took a breath of air-conditioning. The scholars surnamed Li and Lu next to him both looked at Ge Daru in confusion and said in a message: : "Brother Ge, what's wrong?"
Ge Daru whispered: "You two, look at that guy's carriage and the groom holding the whip!"
There was a flash of green light in the eyes of both of them. They looked towards Mastiff Lingling, and their pupils suddenly dilated: "Demon...monster clan?"
"Not only that! I can't even see through his cultivation! Its cultivation is definitely not weaker than mine!"
"Brother Li, look carefully at the man and woman in the car!"
"Although I can't see the breath, why do I feel so scared!"
The three of them looked at each other.
"Not an ordinary person!"
"Master Wang knows their identities!" The three people quickly looked at the Wenchang Pavilion officials. The official felt the gazes of the three great scholars, smiled bitterly, and said through the message: "I can't say it. I will read the poem later, and the three of you can Guessed it!"
The three of them were stunned and immediately wanted to understand the reason: it is rare to be confused!
No matter who he is, just don’t be too venomous when commenting on poetry, that’s all!
With this thought, the three of them took on their roles as judges again and started chatting on the tower.
"Brother Li, I remember that the Cui family also responded to this song about the years," Lu Daru said.
Li Daru nodded: "Exactly. In response to this question, Cui Hu, the Qilin son of the Cui family, wrote the beautiful line 'The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze', which summoned the spring breeze all over the city and urged people to open the door. Hundreds of miles of peach blossoms!”
"It's interesting to say," Ge Daru said. "Actually, this poem was originally a connected poem with artistic conception from another poem."
"The response is to two sentences in "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" by Zhang Ruoxu, a great scholar of the Spring River: Who first sees the moon on the bank of the river, and when the moon on the river first shines on people!"
"If you put it this way, Li Qinglian's song 'Today we don't see the moon of ancient times, but this moon once shone on the ancients' is also very similar to the song!"
"There are also 'People in the past have gone on the Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is empty here', and Li Qinglian's poetic poem 'The Phoenix travels on the Phoenix Platform, the Phoenix leaves the platform and the empty river flows by itself' are all similar artistic conceptions!"
"However, there is nothing new in writing this kind of poem. Using the eternity of an object to lament the vicissitudes of the world is surprising at first, but for latecomers, only by working hard on the words and sentences can they shine."
There was no taboo in the conversation between the great Confucian scholars. The Confucian scholars present were all sharp-eyed and listened to all the contents of the conversation, and they were all shocked.
These three great scholars were not just chatting, they were clearly talking about the topic!
Didn't you hear that? As long as you find an eternal thing, lament the vicissitudes of the world, and put some thought into your words, this question will be solved!
For a moment, everyone's minds were spinning.
There is a trick to writing poetry. For example, eternal things, such as the sun, moon, stars, rivers, lakes and seas, can all be included in poetry.
Write about your parents, write about your admiration, write about your friends, lament that things are different and people are different, wouldn’t that break the point?
In an instant, many students had ideas for poetry in their minds. At this time, they all looked at Chen Luo and wondered why this person was taking so long. They quickly finished writing it and let them show off their talents!
…
Chen Luo frowned slightly at this time: the artistic conception does not have to be completely consistent, just stick to the word "time".
If time changes, the world changes, open-minded people sigh, sentimental people feel sad, in the end, they all turn into regrets.
"If I have an extra ticket, will you come with me?"
The most cruel thing that time does to life is not to make life end, but to make life regretful. Looking back on the past, one feels helpless and powerless.
If only I had been braver...
If I could have spoken out at that time...
If I had opened my arms at that time...
If I hadn't turned around and left...
Because there are what-ifs, it would be a pity.
Chen Luo finally picked up his pen and wrote his first untitled poem on the city wall——
After reading all the pain of parting in the end of the world, returning without the truth will look like scattered flowers.
The flowers looked at each other without saying a word, and the spring sky was dusk through the green window.
Waiting to tell the love lamp, there is a wisp of new love and thousands of old hatreds.
The most unbearable thing in the world is that the beauty of beauty is like the flower in the mirror and the tree!
In an instant, a vague sadness rippled out from the poem, and in an instant it filled the surrounding area for hundreds of miles. Everyone inexplicably felt a surge of sadness in their hearts, but this sadness could not be eliminated.
"Baili Poetry!" Some students reacted, "It's Baili Poetry!"
"It is a masterpiece that uses poetry to arouse empathy from hundreds of miles away!"
"Who is he? This young master... no, who is this gentleman!"
All the Confucian scholars were excited for a moment. They had just witnessed the birth of a masterpiece that would be handed down from generation to generation.
Shi Lezhi opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
impossible! Absolutely impossible!
He is obviously a playboy, how could he have such a poetic heart?
But the "hundred miles of poetry" can only be triggered by the first work, so it cannot be prepared in advance.
"What a wonderful hand! What a blessing!" Shi Lezhi kept comforting himself in his heart, with a stiff smile on his face.
"Three great scholars, what do you think of this poem?" Someone raised his head and shouted, and everyone looked at the three great scholars.
This shout finally called the three great scholars out of their immersion in the masterpieces.
…
"Alas..." Li Daru spoke first, sighing, "Life is already hard, why do you let me see such words?"
"I thought that after parting, my heart would be as solid as stone. But when I return to my hometown, my old friend has withered like a flower. When we parted, we whispered in front of the flowers. Now only the green windows and the blue sky are the same as before, but it is no longer the scenery we saw together at that time. Only the upper half of the palace , enough to connect the artistic conception.”
"Look at the second half of the palace... Sigh..." At this point, Li Daru sighed again and couldn't continue.
"The second half is full of murderous intentions!" Lu Daru continued, "When I put down the love lamp, I thought it was a peaceful time, and it could be considered a reunion after a long absence. The new love brought back thousands of old hatreds.”
"If back then...if we could do it again...the good times have passed, how can this little new love make up for the thousands of old hatreds of the parting time!"
"But nothing is as heart-breaking as the last sentence!"
Ge Daru nodded: "The most important thing is that I can't keep it in the world. Zhu Yan Ci Jing Hua Ci Shu! I love this word very much, but also hate it very much!"
"What's the meaning of farewell? I drank wine with you and had fun together, lived and died with you, walked with you for a period of life, and stayed with you for a period of time!"
"Then leave and never come back."
"If you can't keep it, you'll never come again!"
"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again!"
"If there are flowers, you must break them off; don't wait until there are no flowers to break off branches!"
"Young gentleman, what you said makes me wait for these elderly people to face each other again!"
…
After hearing the comments from the three great scholars, Chen Luo bowed and said, "You're showing off your ugliness!"
Then, he looked at Shi Lezhi with a stiff smile on his face: "Brother Shi, I succeeded!"
Shi Lezhi nodded awkwardly: "Liu...Brother Liu is awesome!"
At this time, the Wenchang Pavilion official who seemed to have seen through everything finally said: "Three great scholars, does this word break the topic?"
"Breaking the topic? Are you kidding? You can break the city!"
"I've passed it before. This little...friend said he wants to solve three questions. Hurry up and start the next one!"
"That's right, hurry up and announce it!"
The Wenchang Pavilion official looked at Chen Luo: "Do you want to continue solving the second question?"
Chen Luo nodded, and the official patted the city wall, and the second line of the poem suddenly appeared -
"It's the sorrow of separation that keeps cutting and keeping things in chaos. It's not the usual feeling in my heart."
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