dream of red mansion

Chapter 76

When Jia Qing finished reading the last two sentences, the audience fell silent.

It's hard for Zhang Ziwen to imagine that such a rhetorical poem is actually uttered by such a young man who has not reached the crown.He used to be known as a child prodigy, and he can fully confirm this title.He was only [-] years old, and he was admitted to Class A of the Imperial College from Shuntianfu School with his real skills.

That's right, he entered Class A right after he entered the Imperial College!
Then two years later, he took the position of Xieyuan in Beizhili in high school, and became famous for a while.

He thought that the younger generation in Beizhili should be unmatched.Unexpectedly, today I met such a talented and ambitious young man, and this young man is also a son of a wealthy family.

Immediately, the contempt he once had for the children of the rich family took back a lot...

"Brother Jia Xian really didn't disappoint Brother Yu. After Brother Xian's poem, no one would dare to write about frogs. The winner of today's poetry meeting is probably brother Zhang and Brother Xian."

Xie Guowei was completely convinced of Jia Qing.At first, I thought that Jia Qing was just superior to ordinary people in arithmetic, but later I found out that he had made great achievements in Liu's residence. I was very surprised and found it unbelievable. How can a young man far surpass his peers in many aspects?But now it's confirmed.

After today, Jia Qing's reputation as a poetic talent can almost be confirmed.

Jia Qing said modestly: "Where is it? I just took some cleverness and made graffiti. How can it compare with the masterpieces of senior brothers, let alone compare with the masterpieces of Senior Brother Zhang."

Jia Qing is not completely humble, although ***'s frog poem is definitely a masterpiece.However, this was only done when *** was a child, and it is very suitable for Jia Qing to use it now.

But if it is said to be the work of the past and the present, it may not be so.At least Jia Qing thinks that overall it is not as exciting as Zhang Ziwen's "New Thunder"!
Afterwards, everyone ate some grilled fish. After Hou and Hu resolutely refused to write poems, it was almost the end of the hour, so they went to the place where they wrote poems together.

After all, it was a poetry club, and the merits of the works had to be judged by the gentlemen in the prison.

……

Among the pavilions on the hillside.A group of officials from the Ministry of Rituals and the gentlemen in the prison sit together drinking tea and chatting. Sometimes a waiter brings in the works of the prison students, and they pass them around to each other. When they encounter a good work, they watch it together, or point out its shortcomings, or Praise for its beauty, but it is a scene of Wenhua.

It was almost noon, and the head teacher of Class A said: "So far, although hundreds of poems have been received, the remarkable ones are only two hands, which are lower than my expected value. "

As the lecturer of Class A, and also the most responsible position in the entire Imperial College, he is indeed qualified to say this.Most of today's poems come from the supervisors of Class A.

Hearing what he said, Fang Shou didn't know what he was thinking of, and looked at Sun Fu beside him and said, "I heard that Brother Xing took a man with outstanding qualifications as his apprentice, but I wonder if any of today's poems are written by him? "

Hearing Fang Shou mentioning Zhang Ziwen, the corners of Sun Fuwang's mouth could not help but tilt up slightly, he shook his head and said, "No, maybe he didn't come to participate in the poetry meeting today. That child Ziwen works hard, I often persuade him not to Too much effort to study, but he always agreed on the surface, and it was the same when he looked back.

Very pedantic. "

That's what he said, but anyone could see the satisfied look on his face.

Wang Xianjue laughed and said, "Oh? Then I really want to see Lingtu's demeanor."

Sun Fuwang still wanted to be modest, when a waiter in charge of delivering poems came to the door and said, "Five more poems are here..."

Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and Sun Fuwang asked, "Was it done by one person?"

The waiter said: "Go back to your lord, this little one doesn't know."

"bring here!"

Sun Fuwang took it over, first looked at the signature, and saw that it was not the same person, so he realized that he was thinking too much.Smiling and handing the rest of the songs to the people next to him, Sun looked up and said with a smile: "It seems that they came to a meeting, let's have a competition first, it's very interesting, I think this is the masterpiece they selected Bar."

Then he looked down at the poem manuscript in his hand, and slowly, the smile on his face became wider and wider...

What he left behind were the manuscripts of his disciple Zhang Ziwen's poems.

The others wanted to make some comments after reading the poem, but when they looked up and saw him laughing like an old face of a chrysanthemum, they all held back.

Wang Xianjue said: "If Sun Jijiu sees the treasures in the poem, why don't you tell everyone to listen to it, it's too unkind to enjoy it alone." He got the manuscript of Xie Guowei's poem and thought it was a good poem, but Looking at Sun Fuwang's expression, he knew that he should be happy to see Lie Xin, so he couldn't help urging him.

Sun Fuwang probably also knew that he had lost his composure, so he coughed lightly to cover up, and then passed the poem manuscript to Fang Shou.Fang Shou took it and saw that the signature was "Zhang Ziwen", he smiled knowingly, put down the manuscript in his hand, but didn't pass it to others, just read Zhang Ziwen's manuscript:

"New Ray

Creation is speechless but affectionate,
Every time I feel cold, I feel spring.

Colorful arrangements,
Just wait for the first sound of Xinlei.

"

It's a good poem, but it seems to be a bit boastful...

Seeing this, Lin Zhongyi at the bottom hastily told some of Zhang Ziwen's deeds to the unknown people in the pavilion.Because whether it was Sun Wangwang or Class A's speaker, these words were suspected of boasting about his own children, so he came forward to explain.

Sure enough, once these poems expressing one's will are matched with the corresponding author's deeds, the charm will change instantly.No more far-fetched intentions!
Wang Xianjue praised: "This is the number one scholar in this discipline! Sun Jijiu is so envious of others." Then he silently passed the poem draft in his hand to the people below...

With such excellent works in front, the song in my hand is not worthy of publicity.

Just when everyone in the pavilion said that this poem must be the top of the poetry meeting, Fang Shou at the top smiled mysteriously, took out the poem draft under his arm and said: "Everyone, please comment again." This one……"

Everyone's expression froze, Wang Xianjue couldn't believe it: "Could it be that there is a comparable one among these five poems?"

Fang Shou smiled slightly and said, "Then I'll invite all of you to judge together." Sun Wangwang was even more happy, and urged: "Brother Yunchu, read it quickly!"

These are all students of Guozijian. Of course, the more talents the better.

"Ching Frog

Sitting alone in the pond like a tiger,
The shade of the green willow nourishes the spirit.

I don’t speak first when spring comes,
Which bug dares to make a sound! "

Fang Shou's voice is up and down, as if imitating the author's absolute confidence when he wrote this poem!
They are all words of ambition, but the perspective of this poem is completely different from that of Zhang Ziwen.One writes everything, one writes one thing, but there is an indomitable belief hidden in it.

Sun Fuwang asked, "Who is the signature?"

Fang Shou had expected this question earlier, and said two words lightly: "Jia Qing."

"Jia Qing?"

There was no one who didn't know Jia Qing, because it was only in the morning that Jia Qing had a face-to-face meeting with everyone in the pavilion.

Wang Xianjue said: "I thought I already had a high opinion of that child, but it turns out...it's really not a fluke that his poems were valued by Mr. Liu."

Wang Xianjue's mood is very complicated...

Fang Shou knew that Wang Xianjue valued this poem, so he looked at others and said, "What do you guys think?"

Others said it was good, some said it was not as good as the former, and some said it was better than the former, but they didn't say anything bad.

In the end, Lin Zhongyi acted as a representative to express his opinion: "Both poems can be regarded as excellent works. I will not elaborate on the poems themselves. I will only say a little bit. Zhang Ziwen's 'Xin Lei' perfectly shows that everything is ready, Just wait for the blockbuster momentum of the examination field in the coming year, the so-called words have substance, and the muscles and bones coexist.

Jia Qing's "Ode to the Frog" is also a rare example of using objects to describe himself, and the angle is ingenious.But his imagination is better than reality, and it may be unfair to him to say so, after all, he is only eight or nine years old.But as far as the conception of the poem is concerned, I think "Xin Lei" is better. "

There is a certain amount of leeway in the definition of poetry. Some people like one kind, and some people like the other kind, which is understandable.However, it is clear that Lin Zhongyi's views are supported by more people.

In this regard, Fang Shou followed the good advice and listed "Xin Lei" on the first list of the Poetry Association.

He didn't intend to let Jia Qing take the first place in this poetry meeting, that name is really not important.

(End of this chapter)