The road of the farmer's fortune and the imperial examination

Chapter 470 The format does not match
Lu Chen didn't pay much attention to the three talents.He doesn't care whether this talented man's reputation is a vain one or a real one, he only has eyes for Min Feng in the private seat.

Not only because Min Feng is well-known among the students, but even he has heard of it, but also because Min Feng has already worshiped under Xia Qing's sect.

The reason why Lu Chen made such a proposal was to watch the excitement, and to give some face to Min Feng and Fu Yanshan over there.

There was no objection to Lu Chen's proposal, and everyone applauded.

Gu Chengyu glanced around coldly, it seems that at this moment, in Tianxiang Pavilion, Lu Chen's family background is the highest.Those with higher status may still look down on such a banquet.After all, Tianxiang Pavilion is a brothel, and those dignitaries will not come easily.

Hua Lian was very anxious, although she had confidence in Mr. Gu, but with so many students, it might not be easy to think first, right?She felt really stupid.

When she came back from the prison that day, she went directly to the Gu Mansion to ask for directions, intending to find Ming Mo.Unexpectedly, the concierge said that Ming Mo was not in the mansion, so she wanted to go back to Tianxiang Pavilion first, and come to look for him tomorrow.

Mother Hua only promised her an hour, and she didn't dare to go back too late.For brothel girls like them, the deeds of prostitution are all in the hands of Hua Mama, and they are still on file in the government.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she returned to Tianxiang Pavilion, she was guarded by Mother Hua.She didn't dare to take out the jade pendant, and if Mama Hua saw it, she would definitely take it away.There is no one she trusts around her, and no one can redeem her.

Hua Lian was uneasy about whether she could get out of the prison, but the other side became lively.

"Yellow flowers have no owner for whom, they are left out in the winding paths of sparse fences.

Just buy makeup with money, and pay for the color of your life to Xifeng. "

Lu Chen glanced at Jiang Cheng's hand, and found that it was Fu Yanshan who did it.Didn't expect that nerd to be enlightened?But this poem obviously has nothing to do with women in brothels, but it also mentions makeup, which is barely appropriate for the occasion!

"This poem is good, but it doesn't seem to fit in with today's atmosphere. I guess it's a bit confusing, not to mention that there are a lot of talented people here this time."

As soon as the poem was read, other talented scholars commented on it one after another.

Lu Chen shook his head, a nerd is still a nerd.I am afraid that I have never had any reverie about women, so the poems I made naturally have little to do with brothels.However, the poem is a good poem, but it is a pity that it is not suitable for the occasion, and everyone thinks so, so naturally it can only be ruled out.

"Qiongyu Fanglin is facing the high pavilion, the beauty is beautiful and the quality is alluring;

Yinghu Ningjiao couldn't jump in, and came out of the curtain with a happy smile.

The face of the enchantress looks like a flower with a pistil, and the streamer of the jade tree leaks out of the backyard;
The flowers bloom and fall for a short time, and the ground is full of redness and returns to loneliness! "

Jiang Cheng continued to read, he glanced at the signature at the bottom, it was indeed Min Feng.This is Min Feng's style of writing. There are quite a few lines of poems handed down by Min Feng, and everyone is even familiar with them.

Lu Chen nodded. As a noble child, even if he didn't take the merit test, he had been taught by a famous teacher to grow up.He is the second son of the eldest brother, and his status is already noble, so he often goes to school with his elder brother.The Master's teaching is extremely strict, so his ability to appreciate poems and songs is very good.

Needless to say whether this poem is good or not, you can tell just by looking at everyone's expressions.Lu Chen had no choice but to nod in praise of Min Feng's poems, and everyone couldn't help but look forward to Gu Chengyu's poems even more.

Gu Chengyu couldn't help but admire when he heard it, Min Feng made rapid progress, and this poem was written very well.

"Chengyu! I think you're really a little suspenseful this time! That Min Feng's poem is really good, didn't you see everyone nodding in praise? Everyone hasn't seen your Ci Pai before, so I don't know if it will be accepted. If I had known earlier, you would have written a poem, and you would definitely be able to compare with Min Feng."

Zhu Pang was a little unconfident about that poem, not because he thought it was poorly written.On the contrary, he felt that the writing was very artistic, but it was a pity that no one had ever seen it called Ci Pai.

Among the rest of the stack, I picked up the top one and found that it was the poem written by Gu Chengyu.

"Jade burner incense, red wax tears, partly according to the autumn thoughts in the painting hall. The eyebrows are green and thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.

The sycamore tree, the rain in the middle of the night, does not express love and suffering.Leaf by leaf, with a sound, the empty steps dripped into the light. "

"Huh? What format is this? Isn't this a poem?" Before Jiang Cheng finished reading, some students questioned.

While reading it, Jiang Cheng was also puzzled, what format is this?
Read it one by one!Lu Chen was also very puzzled, and asked the aspirations of everyone present.

"Mr. Gu, what is the format of your poem? Maybe it doesn't match the seven-character and five-character format? Please forgive my ignorance, I have never heard of it." Lu Chen didn't believe that Gu Chengyu would even write the format wrong, but he There is some interest in this format.

"That's right, he even said that his poems are good. Let's see what this is about?" Some students couldn't help but judge. This is a poem but it doesn't look like a poem. The format is very weird.

"I think this poem is very novel. We all follow the style of our predecessors to write poems. This Gu Chengyu can create a precedent. Isn't this much better than those of us who pick up the wisdom of others?"

Some of them still have some admiration, although it will take some time for a new format to be accepted by everyone.But it is undeniable that even those great Confucian scholars could not do such a pioneering work.

Gu Chengyu smiled lightly, "This is a lyrics card, which can also be used as a tune. It is a lyrics and music that are different from poems. As for its meaning, I don't need to go into details, right?"

Lu Chen was thoughtful, "That is to say, it can be sung as lyrics? Then this format was created by Mr. Gu?"

"That's not true. I saw this in a book in my free time. At that time, there was only one song in it. I have been studying it with great concentration. Later, it was damaged when the soldiers and horses entered the mansion to search."

In fact, what Gu Chengyu said was also well-founded. At that time, the soldiers and horses searched the mansion, and they checked the books on the bookshelves very carefully. Most of those books were damaged.Although he had already collected some rare ancient books, the damaged books on the bookshelf really made him feel distressed.

Those people don't know how to take good care of books. They flipped through the books and saw that there were no pages and some related criminal evidence. After reading a book, they discarded those books at will, and then they were trampled and torn.When Gu Chengyu came back, the study had already been cleaned up by Ming Mo and the others, but there were a lot of books missing, and the rest had to be repaired.

Not only that, but there are also some valuable things missing in the mansion, such as jade pendants, purses and smaller ornaments that he usually despises, they are really like locusts crossing the border. give a like.

When everyone heard it, they couldn't help feeling sorry, this created another style of poetry.Since it is a poem, it can also be used as a poem for people to sing. It is really admirable that it has created a genre.

Although some people speak sour words, and some people don't know how to appreciate them, but most of the people here are still knowledgeable, and they can accept this kind of lyrics.

"Since you have created a poetic style and genre, I have to send this Ci card to the great Confucians for judgment. I wonder how you feel about it?"

(End of this chapter)