The rise of the poor

Chapter 93 Shocking Immortal Poetry Meeting ([-])

Filial piety, the foundation of virtue, and the source of teaching.Filial piety is the root of a person's virtue, and a person with such filial piety will not be too bad in virtue.

Although this son's words and deeds in the examination room were inappropriate, but for the sake of his filial piety, Zhou Xuezheng did not intend to pursue it any further.

Zhou Xuezheng doesn't want to be held accountable, it doesn't mean that others don't want to be held accountable. Although the students and scholars in Tongcheng, Taihu and other counties were shocked by Zhu Ping's farewell just now, it was only for a while. After thinking about it later, I still found a lot of loopholes.

Although the poem is good, it is an interception of Ruan Langgui's poem, which does not show the true level. Moreover, no matter how well he explains it, it cannot prove that this farewell song was made by himself.Age and this word are too inconsistent, not at all.

Many people still classify Zhu Ping'an's words as someone else's sword.

Because of this kind of thinking, people are not willing to let Zhu Ping'an fish in such troubled waters, and they are not willing to let Zhou Xuezheng be blinded by this person.

Besides, a lot of people have written poems just now, but Zhu Ping'an seems to have taken the limelight. Not many students and scholars are willing to do it. This is a good opportunity to show in front of Zhou Xuezheng, Li Lao Zhao Lao and others.

Therefore, some people suggested that since it is a poetry meeting, it is better to ask Zhou Xuezheng and others to come up with a topic, limit the poems, and select the best works and bind them into a book, which can also be regarded as leaving good memories for this poetry meeting.

Although Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is second, but everyone is full of energy, who does not have the will to win, and the students from Tongcheng, Taihu and other counties are obviously drunk and do not want to drink.As soon as that person's proposal was put forward, everyone was furious and nodded in applause.

Zhou Xuezheng also liked this, he lowered his head slightly and discussed a few words with Mr. Li and Mr. Zhao and others next to him, and settled on the topic.

The topic is not difficult, but it is not so easy to write new ideas.

"Snow Wing"

When all the students heard about this topic, their faces were filled with joy. This topic is not unfamiliar to everyone, and they were all eager to write a good snow poem, and leave a good impression in front of Zhou Xuezheng and others.

When Zhu Ping'an heard someone proposed to write a poem, he understood their intentions, nothing more than to be famous and make himself a fool.There are not a few poems written about snow in the Qing Dynasty and later generations. I arbitrarily took out a poem so that those people could steal chickens without losing money, and I was busy with myself. I am standing on the cusp of the storm. If I do it again, I am afraid that I will be roasted on the fire. It is too much, or not.

The beautiful singer who was in charge of singing, just got the farewell song before Zhu Ping'an at this time. When she first started, she couldn't wait to read it. It took a long time to recover.
At this time, some of the students and scholars present here have already written poems, and their faces are proud.

As usual, the poems were copied several times, given their names, and passed on to the public.

With the first one, there is the second one. After the students were unwilling, they shared their Yongxue poems with everyone one after another.

From time to time at the Poetry Conference, students share their own poems on snow chants, including good ones and some not-so-good ones. One after another, chant poems are passed on to everyone. Anyone who has any opinion on one of them can You can get up and speak out and comment with everyone.

Zhou Xuezheng and Li Lao Zhao Lao and others sat at the table, serving wine with poetry. Whenever they saw a better Yong Xue poem, they would take a sip of wine, laugh a few words in a low voice, and comment on it.

"Well, this song is quite a masterpiece. The sad cloud and the residue go down to the balcony, but the universe has opened up. It is a beautiful color with the moon, and the flowers are blooming near the cold plum. Flying with the Yingke singing far away, scattered by the palace and dancing sleeves Back. His bosom friend didn't meet, and Yanxi came to Li Gong and Zhao Gong for the king. If there were no other poems, this poem could barely be regarded as the top work of this poetry meeting. Tongcheng Xia Luoming can be considered as a creation. material."

Zhou Xuezheng took a sip of wine and shared this masterpiece he saw with Lao Lao Li next to him.

"Well, it's not bad, it's open and close, but there is no lack of meticulousness. The moonlight and cold plum are used for it, and there are many references. It's not bad. Today, this poem is afraid to be a show." Li Lao looked at Zhou Xuezheng and handed it over. Tongcheng Xia Luoming's poem Yong Xue, nodded with satisfaction,

At this time, Elder Zhao next to him twitched his beard and smiled, "Hahaha, you shouldn't jump to conclusions too early, this song in my hand is even worse than yours. Well, it was made by Wang Jin of Taihu Lake. The breeze shook the garden tree, The fine snow falls under the curtains. The lingering sky is like fog, and the condensed steps are like flowers. There is no willow and willow spring, but only white cinnamon sticks. Zero tears are inhumane, what is the benefit of acacia empty”

Zhou Xuezheng and Li Lao and others also laughed when they heard the words, "What Zhao Lao said is very true, I will wait and wait to come to a conclusion, but if there are no other excellent works, I am afraid that the leader will choose from these two articles today. already."

When Xia Luoming in Tongcheng heard Zhou Xuezheng and others' comments on his poems about singing snow, he gave Zhu Ping'an an arrogant look on his face.

On the other hand, Wang Jin from Taihu Lake didn't react much. He joked with others without changing his face.

Xia Luoming was quite disdainful of Zhu Ping'an at this time, and everyone almost finished writing, but Zhu Ping'an still hadn't said a word.

Under Xia Luoming's signal, the students from Tongcheng County walked towards Zhu Ping'an with wine glasses.

"Your Excellency, why haven't you written yet?"

The students from Tongcheng County looked at Zhu Ping'an mockingly and asked loudly.

This voice attracted everyone's attention.

"I'm not good at writing poetry, and I'm just coming up with a sentence at the moment." Zhu Ping'an, with a simple and honest face, honestly admitted that he only thought of a sentence.

When the surrounding students heard the words, they all laughed, saying, after so long, you have come up with a sentence!

In particular, the students in Tongcheng, Taihu and other counties laughed loudly and had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Haha, you fox finally showed its tail.

The farewell song just now was caught by someone else, otherwise, why can't you write it now is just a simple poem of chanting snow.

Zhou Xuezheng and others also looked over. Unlike other students, they did not laugh at them, but had some expectations.That farewell poem can't be caught by someone else. How could such a literary talent be willing to catch a knife for a young man, and it was not overheard from elsewhere. Once such a good poem comes out, it will be widely circulated, why is it only now? Heard it.Therefore, they still have some expectations for Zhu Ping'an.

"One sentence, just one sentence, write it out for everyone to see." Students from Tongcheng and other counties roared.

"How can a sentence become a poem, forget it." Zhu Ping'an shook his head.

"It's okay, write it quickly." The students in Tongcheng and other counties naturally wouldn't finish the calculation, and they were still waiting for Zhu Ping'an to make a fool of himself.

"Uh, then I'll put together a few words, and please don't take offense. There's really only one sentence that can be seen, and I didn't mean to deceive everyone." Zhu Ping'an emphasized to everyone before writing, saying his own in advance. This poem just conceived one of the sentences, and the rest were just temporary thoughts, not intentionally to deceive everyone, in short, to say hello in advance.

"Okay, let's write quickly, we can't wait." Everyone was not interested in what Zhu Ping'an said, and urged them again and again.

Under the urging of everyone, Zhu Ping'an began to write, and everyone gathered around to see what the Jiabang Gaocai, who had conceived a sentence, wrote.

After the first sentence was written, everyone could not stand upright with laughter.

I saw this sentence on the white rice paper:
"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces"

Someone with good deeds read out Zhu Ping'an's sentence aloud, and then burst into laughter: I'll go, is this also a poem? One, two, three, four, you count, oh, my heart hurts when I laugh .It won't be five, six, seven, eight, right? No, laughing hurts me too.

"This is just something I made up temporarily. I didn't conceive this sentence." Zhu Ping'an lightly defended in the jeers of the crowd.

Everyone sneered at this, pull it down, we are together, and we are thousands of times stronger than you.

"Write the second sentence quickly." Everyone urged.

Amid the urging and ridicule of the crowd, Zhu Pingan wrote another sentence.

This time it's good, everyone's laughter is even louder, and many people can't straighten their waists with laughter, and can't stop beating their chests.

"Five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, eight pieces, hahahaha, you are really unique, hahaha."

Amid the ridicule of the crowd, Zhu Ping'an's voice seemed weak, "I also made up the number of words."

Minato, your sister, Minato, can you write poetry, it really makes me laugh.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Zhu Ping'an's third verse was also written.

"Thousands of Countless Pieces"

Everyone has been unable to complain, and the tears of laughter are about to come out. If it wasn't for being a scholar, they would have rolled on the ground laughing.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. After counting, it doesn't rhyme, and it uses thousands of thousands. It's really funny.

If you said that the farewell song in front of you was not caught by someone else, who would believe it.Everyone was already thinking about how sullen Zhou Xuezheng and others were in laughter, and what happened to Lord Fu Zun.

"Well, the next sentence is what I conceived." Zhu Ping'an habitually reminded everyone before writing. ,

Write it now!The crowd laughed and urged.

I have already reminded you, don't blame me for playing tricks on you!Don't put me in the ranks of Ruan Ji.

"Fly into the reeds and never see"

After Zhu Ping'an finished writing this sentence, the good person read it out loud habitually. After reading it, the whole person could react. This sentence seems to be different from the previous sentences, and then the whole person is not good.

Nima
Why is this sentence added after the previous few sentences, there is a feeling of finishing touch.

After Zhu Pingan wrote the last sentence of the poem, everyone's ridicule stopped abruptly.

The last line of this poem seems to revive the whole poem.

Zhou Xuezheng, Li Lao, Zhao Lao and others looked at each other. It seems that the top one tonight will be difficult to choose, but it seems that it is not difficult to choose.

For a time, the Jingxian Poetry Club was quiet.

(End of this chapter)