"Let's call this poem "Jade Lotus"..." Guang Anjun smiled slightly.

"A good poem, a good poem..." Huang Ziping nodded slowly: "There is not a single word in the whole poem, but it has the feeling of a hibiscus standing tall and graceful. It is full of fairy spirit. It can be regarded as a top-quality work."

Guang Anjun received such high praise from Huang Zhiping. He knew that he had the home field advantage, but he was also confident that this song "Jade Hibiscus" was a rare masterpiece. It can be regarded as his best work in recent years, and he immediately won it.

He raised his hand and said, "Dean Huang is so complimentary.

This poem was written in Furong Garden last year, but it seems a bit embarrassing to say it. It was revised several times this year, but in the end this draft was adopted as the standard. I am bringing it out today, and I also want to ask for your advice."

After saying this, he stretched out his right hand and invited Kou Naiwen.

Kou Naiwen frowned, but he held his chin in his hand and pondered slowly. He watched Guang Anjun sit back in his seat and said that he was asking for advice. Huang Ziping had already given him a very high evaluation, and students from the Donglin Society would not touch it.

, the only ones left are the other talents in Hangzhou and Kou Naiwen, Xia Silu and Princess Changping.

Xia Silu also read it again, and simply transcribed the poem directly onto the rice paper on the table, picked it up and savored it carefully, but she couldn't tell what was wrong with it.

Wang Shi said, "Guang Anjun is one of the best talents in Hangzhou. He is an expert in seven words, but he came up with a piece that has been polished for a year to test people. How can he change it?"

Jiang Ning shook his head: "Tell me, does this mean that you can't change a word?"

Wang Shi said softly: "That's not true, it's just that I have done very little research on Qi Yan. I feel that it can be changed, but I have no way of starting..."

"Yes, I obviously think I can change it, but I can't. There are some unspeakable artistic conceptions. It's just a little bit worse." Jiang Ning smiled: "But since he can write "Luoyang Fu", this thing is still good.

It’s hard for him.”

"Teacher has so much confidence in him?" Wang Shi didn't believe it.

Jiang Ning nodded slightly: "Which one of poems, lyrics and songs is the most difficult?"

"Of course it's Fu." Jiang Ning explained: "Looking at poetry through Fu, it seems to come one after another, with strong and bad energy. Those with weak talent are poems, and the top ones are lyrics, the ones with more music are called songs, and the top ones are fu.

Since Qin and Han Dynasties

Up to now, the Great Xia Dynasty has thousands of poets, as bright as stars, but those who can really be remembered are those who wrote poems. Sima Xiangru, Yang Xiong, Ban Gu, Zhang Heng, and Cai Yong are the most dazzling among these stars.

Yes, as the saying goes, a thousand pieces of gold cannot buy a poem like a poem. Have you heard that a thousand pieces of gold cannot buy poems by Li Du? Fu is an article written in poetry. A piece of "Luoyang Fu" can win Zhu Xi's eyes, which means that this poem is not a poem.

For ordinary articles, he has extremely high attainments in five-character, seven-character, and cipai. Therefore, this thing is not a problem for him. What he is really good at, and what he is famous for, is Fu. His trump card, from then on.

Not used."

Jiang Ning said this, but Wang Shi broke out in a cold sweat. These things cannot be learned from books, but they are the words of elders. When Wang Shi looked at Jiang Ning again, he seemed to be looking at an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life and left behind endless wisdom.

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Qi Yunmeng and Liu Sisi were sitting in front of Jiang Ning, only one body away from each other. On the left was Zhao Xuanli. The three of them heard clearly. Zhao Xuanli swallowed. Although he was a second-ranked Jinshi and was proficient in poetry, his understanding of Fu was still unclear.

It was just a taste, but now after listening to Jiang Ning's words, I felt like I was waking up from a dream. I originally thought that I was quite talented, but now it seems that I am just doing the same thing and making people laugh. Looking at Jiang Ning and Kou Naiwen, I feel more than envy in my heart.

Qi Yunmeng frowned slightly. She didn't understand why Jiang Ning knew so much about literature. The legacy of the Pre-Qin Dynasty? The style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties? Songs and Poems of the Two Han Dynasties? Sutras can be discussed like countless treasures, and on the contrary, she feels relieved. A person who can write them in a hurry If the love between two people in "Magpie Bridge Fairy" lasts for a long time, how can it be in Jiangning day and night? How can it be possible that he is really a person who is seeking fame and reputation as others say?

Qi Yunmeng knew that if the princess heard what Jiang Ning just said, the princess would probably fall deeper into the trap. He turned his head slightly and looked at Liu Sisi, and then he realized that the princess was not the only one who fell deeply into the trap.

Liu Sisi was thoughtful, her eyes brightened, but she was recalling what Jiang Ning had just said...

Kou Naiwen, who had been deep in thought, slowly put down his right hand that was holding his chin, stood up and said with a smile: "This song "Jade Furong" is indeed a superior song, but it has some shortcomings. I only need to change a few words. I don't know whether it is what it says." It's appropriate. Dean Cheng and Dean Qi are also here today, and the young princess and Princess Changping are also well-educated people. Please listen to what I have to say."

"Indifferent but working hard, the moon is dyed in the wind and everyone is tall.

It seems that the Jade Emperor himself was banished and fell into exile, and he still wears a frosty robe to this day."

The words "injury", "fall" and "water" were changed to "lao", "dye" and "white", but another scene appeared. The bright moon fell and the wind was like scissors, cutting out a set of white frost. Robe, the beauty of artistic conception is even better.

"Indifferent but working hard, the moon is dyed in the wind and everyone is tall.

It seems that the Jade Emperor himself was banished and fell into exile, and he still wears a frosty robe to this day."

Xia Silu also copied the revised poem, and compared it with the poem that Kou Naiwen had changed on top: "This dropped word is really amazing. How did you come up with it?"

Kou Naiwen smiled slightly: "Reporting to the princess, it was just a piece of hibiscus that fell to the ground. I just thought of it. It was purely a coincidence." As he said that, he pointed to a hibiscus next to the courtyard. Sure enough, one petal fell to the ground. Although it was inconspicuous, it was true. in this way.

"Luo...luo...what a word..." Guang Anjun gritted his teeth, but he could only say these few words. There were all well-educated people present, so how could they not compare the difference between the one before and the other? After years of hard work, only three words were changed, and it became a masterpiece. Although this poem still belongs to Guang Anjun, it does not belong entirely to Guang Anjun, and it even belongs to Vice President Huang Ziping. long.

Huang Ziping glared at Guang Anjun, but he was extremely angry. He didn't expect to be humiliated by this yellow-tongued kid today. As soon as he praised him, he changed his behavior and made it better than before...

"Teacher, speak frankly and never deceive..." Wang Shi said in a low voice.

Jiang Ning didn't seem to hear it. Instead, he brought a plate of snacks in front of Wang Shi's eyes. The peach cake was different from the ordinary cakes in Hangzhou. After walking on the mountain road for half a day, he was still very hungry.

"Haha, what a good young master. Five Characters and Seven Rhythms emphasizes the artistic conception of escort, but it is just an ordinary work. The most famous thing in our dynasty is not the Five Characters and Seven Characters, but the Ci Pai. I am not a talented student, so I can write a poem. Please Give me some advice."

The young man stood up, but his eyes were full of disdain. He glanced at Kou Naiwen twice and then at Wang Shi.

"The clouds carry the rain and cross the river. The water is blue on the Tingzhou Island. The little lotus jade is pale red and the green quilt has passed through autumn again. It feels cool, and I go to the south building. The small curtain hook. The half window is dimly lit, a few banana leaves, and the guest's dream bed head."

As soon as he finished speaking, the peach cake Jiang Ning had just picked up fell from his hand onto the plate and asked, "What is this person's name?"

Wang Shi did not look back at Jiang Ning, but carefully savored this autumn poem and said: "His name is Song Wenying, whose courtesy name is Junte."

"Song Wenying, he is Song Wenying..." Jiang Ning looked at the slightly young boy in front of him, but knew that this person would have extraordinary achievements in the future and was a great lyricist. He did not expect to appear here.

"Okay, what a great song "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings". Brother Junte is really a good lyricist. I'm afraid no one here can compare to him." It was Chen Qinian who spoke.

This song "Revelation of Heartfelt Love" can be regarded as Song Wenying's famous work. Both the artistic conception and the wording have reached an impeccable level. Half the window is dim, there are a few banana leaves, and the guests dream of bedside. What has he experienced?

What?

"Bah bang bang..." Even Cheng Maoxun couldn't help but clapped his hands three times. This poem can be regarded as the best so far, no, among the poems written by the century-old students of Donglin Academy, it can be regarded as excellent.

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Chapter completed!