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Chapter 157 If Wang Bo lives a few more years, I'm afraid there will be no poetry fairy... (subscribe)
"Brothers, there are some things I can't understand."

"Me too, but it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, I just know it's awesome."

"Yes, yes, even though I can't read it, I know this article is really talented."

"Everyone, calm down. When Teacher Chen Fan finishes writing, there will definitely be a lot of bigwigs coming to analyze it. If you don't understand it, just watch other people's analysis at that time."

"Haha, yes."

People no longer worry about not understanding.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether they understand it or not, but now they only need to know that an ancient article has appeared.

To know.

Major events like this may sometimes never happen in a lifetime.

Chen Fan didn't stop.

The famous sentences in the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng are not just the above ones.

Still as I said before.

Almost in the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng, if you just turn over a sentence, it will be a sentence that has been passed down through the ages.

Chen Fan continued to write: "Wow! The fortunes are not perfect, and the fate is too many. Feng Tang is old, Li Guang is hard to be named. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, there is no holy master; fleeing Liang Hong to Haiqu, is there a lack of time? It depends on the gentleman. Seeing the opportunity, the master knows his fate. When old and strong, would you rather move the heart of the white head? Poor and strong, never fall into the blue sky. Drink the greedy spring and feel refreshed, and feel happy when it is dry. It's gone, Sang Yu is not too late. Meng Chang is noble and pure, and has nothing to do with the love of serving the country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can he cry like a poor man!"

write here.

In the live broadcast room, there was another follow-up reading.

"Brothers, the class has started, the class has started, read with me, Mr. Feng Tangyi, Li Guang is hard to seal."

"Old Feng Tangyi, what does it mean that Li Guang is hard to seal?"

"Don't understand, you will know when the time comes, read it with me again, you will grow stronger and stronger, and you would rather change your heart."

"Poor and strong, the ambition not to fall into the blue sky."

These are not only famous sentences through the ages, but also rare life philosophies.

And if you think about it again, this was written by Wang Bo when he was in his 20s, and the admiration in his heart may have to be turned over a few more times.

"Wow! The resort is not often, and the feast is hard to come back; the Lanting Pavilion is gone, and the Zize Qiuxu. The farewell words, I am fortunate to be grateful to Wei Jian; to ascend the heights and write a poem, is the hope of the people. Dare to be contemptuous, respectful and sparse Citation; one word equalizes, four rhymes are complete..."

Chen Fan paused for a moment.

Looking at the crowd, Chen Fan continued to explain the story that happened in Tengwang Pavilion at that time: "Perhaps Yan Dudu never thought that the banquet he gave to his son-in-law was completely destroyed by Wang Bo. Everyone saw Wang Bo's writing. This preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion was amazing, and some even worshiped it. But at this moment, Yan Dudu’s son-in-law suddenly stood up and said that he actually wrote this article.”

This story took a sudden turn, which suddenly surprised everyone.

"I'll go, is there another one like this?"

"That Yan Dudu's son-in-law is too shameless, dare to snatch the article?"

"What's the matter? There are too many shameless things done in ancient times. Not to mention ancient times, even modern times. If you look at a lot of papers, many tutors didn't do anything, but insisted on including them on student papers. names. Others didn’t write papers at all, taking other people’s papers as their own.”

"However, Wang Bo is from an aristocratic family, and he is not a vegetarian."

There was a lot of discussion.

Although they feel that this kind of thing is disgusting, but when they think of such an article that can be passed down through the ages, they understand a little bit.

If this article can really be snatched, maybe it is not Wang Bo who has been passed down through the ages, but Yan Dudu's son-in-law.

and so.

It's worth the risk.

Seeing the screen swiping in the live broadcast room from time to time, as well as the whispered discussions from time to time, Chen Fan continued: "After all, Wang Bo is from a noble family. A very powerful skill is the photographic memory. After seeing Wang Bo’s Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion just now, he knew that he was invincible, so he secretly memorized Wang Bo’s preface. When he said this article He wrote it before, and in order to prove it to everyone, he directly recited it to everyone, word for word."

This situation also made everyone unexpected.

"I'm stupid, this guy still has a hand."

"How did it break?"

"Ancient times are no different than modern times. Now there are copyrights and release times... etc., which can completely prove who wrote these things. But in ancient times there was no copyright, and there was nothing else. Moreover, it is in Tengwang Pavilion today, and Wang Bo had no other evidence before. At this time, Yan Dudu’s son-in-law said that he wrote it, and he can recite it completely, which is very unfavorable to Wang Bo.”

Everyone was extremely worried.

They also know that there are some strong words at all.

Could it be that he wrote it down?
But who is the biggest on the scene?
Of course Yan Dudu is the biggest.

When a group of young talents invited by him said to write the preface, they all refused, saying that they could not write it.

It's impossible to write this, it's clearly to save Yan Dudu's face.

That being the case.

Seeing that Yan Dudu's son-in-law wanted to rob him, they might not be unwilling to help.

When everyone didn't know how Wang Bo should respond, Chen Fan smiled slightly and said, "Facing Dudu Yan's son-in-law saying that this preface was written by him, Wang Bo was not angry. Instead, he asked, since this preface is You wrote it, so, may I ask, are there any poems in this preface? Yan Dudu’s son-in-law said, shaking his head, there is no poem. But at this moment, Wang Bo read it aloud..."

Say it.

Chen Fan started to write again, writing on the rice paper.

[Tengwang Gaoge Linjiang Zhu, Peiyu Mingluan stopped singing and dancing.

Painted buildings fly towards Nanpuyun, and bead curtains are rolling in the rain.

The shadows of Xianyuntan are lingering, and things change for a few times in autumn.

Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now?Beyond the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself...]

Yes.

When Chen Fan stopped just now, it wasn't that he had finished writing the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.

In fact.

The complete preface to Tengwang Pavilion is not just an article, but also includes this poem.

The previous article is naturally written with brilliant literary talent, and the latter poem complements each other even more.

"After finishing writing, even some other talents in the cabinet couldn't help cheering and applauding. Seeing this situation, Yan Dudu's son-in-law knew that his wishful thinking of wanting to blatantly snatch this article was completely turned into a filth. , if he still wants to grab it hard, then he really committed public outrage."

At this point, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn, Wang Bo is Wang Bo."

"Well, if Wang Bo didn't have such talent at that time, it is estimated that this eternal article would have been snatched away."

"Not only good writing, but also good poetry, this is Wang Bo, and this is the style of the Tang Dynasty."

at this time.

All the tourists in Tengwang Pavilion burst into applause.

Not only did they appreciate such a famous story through the ages, they also got to know such a person through the ages.

The Four Great Masters of the early Tang Dynasty really deserved their reputation.

Especially Wang Bo, he really deserves to be the head of the Four Heroes of the early Tang Dynasty.

"Teacher Chen Fan, what happened later?"

For Wang Bo, everyone is completely in love with him at the moment, and a group of tourists asked.

They really wanted to know, what happened to such a talented man in the future?
"Later."

Speaking later, Chen Fan sighed and said: "After writing the preface to the Tengwang Pavilion, Wang Bo went to Jiaozhi to visit his father. When he saw that his father was living an unsatisfactory life there, his heart was extremely sad. Thinking of this, Wang Bo I hate myself even more for being impulsive and willful. If I had been more considerate in everything, so many things would not have happened. Soon, Wang Bo returned from Jiaozhi, but he just didn't want to..."

"Teacher Chen Fan, what do you want?"

"I'd better not say it."

Although Chen Fan was talking about Wang Bo's life.

For Wang Bo, he naturally knows everything.

But it is precisely because of knowing that every time Chen Fan thinks of what happened to Wang Bo in the end, he can't help but shush.

"Teacher Chen Fan, you are so anxious to death, tell me quickly."

"Yes, Teacher Chen Fan, tell me quickly."

"Brother Fan, if you don't say anything else, I'm going to PK with you in real life."

Facing such an excited crowd, Chen Fan had no choice but to say: "It was summer when I came back, and the South China Sea was very windy and the waves were high. Wang Bo accidentally drowned and died of panic."

Regarding the cause of Wang Bo's death, there are several theories in the history circles of previous lives.

Some say that Wang Bo was blown into the sea by wind and waves when he returned, and then drowned.

Some also said that although Wang Bo was washed down, he was quickly salvaged, but later he had an excessive fever, choked on water severely, and died.

Others said that Wang Bo did not go to Jiaozhi, but went to see his father without face, and committed suicide by jumping into the sea.

But no matter what the reason was, after Wang Bo finished writing the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng, there was no news about it.

"What, Wang Bo is dead?"

"Teacher Chen Fan, how old is Wang Bo?"

"I'm 26 years old, so I'm dead?"

"Brother Fan, are you kidding us? I knew you were kidding us."

Facing Chen Fan and saying that Wang Bo died suddenly, all the tourists and netizens... really couldn't accept it.

They couldn't believe it.

As soon as I wrote such an eternal article, I heard that Wang Bo died.

If this is not a joke, what is a joke?
Just seeing Chen Fan's serious look, everyone knew.

Teacher Chen Fan didn't joke with them.

The young writer who shouted "bring a pen" in the Tengwang Pavilion... really left.

"Is heaven jealous of talents?"

Many people couldn't help but feel some moisture in the corners of their eyes.

It's really hard to say clearly about life matters, just now they were still excited about Wang Bo.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Bo's death appeared in their minds.

Seeing this, Chen Fan was also helpless.

Life is like this, but he still said: "In the winter of this year, the preface to the Tengwang Pavilion written by Wang Bo has become famous all over the world, and everyone in Chang'an city is constantly praising this well-known article through the ages. One day, Tang Gaozong Li Zhi read it. When I came to this preface, I saw the sentence "The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky", and I couldn't help clapping the case, and said in surprise: "This is a masterpiece through the ages, and it is a true genius. "

In one breath, Li Zhi saw the end from the beginning, and then read [Where is the emperor in the pavilion today?Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself...] At that time... Tang Gaozong swept away his prejudice and sighed repeatedly: "Good poems, good poems! After writing a long text and writing such a good poem, isn't it possible that at the end of the crossbow, you can still wear seven knots! He is truly a rare talent, a rare talent! It was my fault when I dismissed him because of the cockfighting essay."

So Gaozong asked: "Where is Wang Bo now? I want to call him into the court!"

The eunuch replied hesitantly, "Wang Bo fell into the water and died."

Tang Gaozong sighed and said to himself: "What a pity, what a pity, what a pity!"

After Wang Bo's story was told, everyone seemed to be still immersed in the emotion of Wang Bo's departure and could not get out.

"Wang Bo, you are only in your 20s, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Wang Bo, I still want to see you show off your endless talents in Datang."

"Sigh... If Wang Bo lives for a few more years, I'm afraid there will be no Shixian."

(End of this chapter)