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Chapter 213 Zuo Gongming Throws Poems into the Lake

That's right, after this poem came out, wouldn't that daughter fall in love with Liu Nan?
Regardless of the fact that today is a modern society, it seems that poetry and poetry have become a thing of the past.However, this also depends on the individual.

And Liu Nan was the man who broke the rules.

He is the idol of the whole people, he is the existence that can shake the whole country with a poem.

As a talented girl, it wasn't just Tian Qi who was so excited tonight.

As Tian Qi's best friend, Wei Zijin, one of the four talented women in the imperial capital, also fell in love with this man named Liu Nan tonight.

In addition, she and Huo Xiangjun, another talented woman in the imperial capital, are also best friends.

Tonight, the two watched the live broadcast together.

At this moment, Wei Zijin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Xiang Jun, you said that if you can marry this man in this life, how happy is that?

I think he will definitely give all his romance and affection to the girl he loves.

Now, I really envy and envy Li Jianxue.

I wish I could replace it, I wish I could be a girl serving tea and water. "

After Huo Xiangjun heard what her best friend said, she also nodded subconsciously.

"Who wouldn't like a man like this? After this Yu Linling song, all talented men and women will fall in love with him."

……

No matter what these people think, anyway, Lin Hai doesn't care about these at this moment, and he won't go to see the frightened Zuo Taoist priest.

At this moment, he paused for a while, and then tried the recitation of the next line of the poem again.

"Passionateness hurts parting since ancient times, and it's even more desolate for Qingqiu Festival!
Where to wake up tonight?

Willow bank, dawn and waning moon.

This is going to be a good year.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell? "

As soon as Xia Que came out, the already stunned audience was even more speechless at this moment.

At this moment, in Zuo Gongming's boy, all the echoes are the past years, it should be a good day and a good time.

This sentence can be said to be a quatrain through the ages. This sentence can be said to have written parting to a peak that people can touch.

At this moment, Zuo Gongming suddenly thought that if the ceiling of ordinary poetry is as high as 5000 meters, then the height of this poem has already reached outer space.

He can say with certainty that all the literati of the Han Dynasty, ancient and modern, are tied together, and it is far behind Liu Nan's Yu Linling Reminiscing Master Qin.

Because, this is the existence of a song that has never been seen before.

Even, at this moment, he had an idea in his heart, that is, after returning, he would burn all his things.

I threw away the poems, sentences, and everything I wrote.

Because these things, compared with this poem, are all rubbish, rubbish that cannot be read.

There are too many famous lines in this poem, Zuo Gongming's heart is full of the past years, it should be a good day and beautiful scenery in vain.

But for some people, another sentence is left in their minds. For example, at this moment, in Huo Xiangjun's mind, what is left in Huo Xiangjun's mind is only affectionate and sad parting since ancient times, and it is even more desolate for the Qingqiu Festival.

After hearing this sentence, Huo Xiangjun became excited.

She stood up all of a sudden, and then stared at the live broadcast room with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"Passionateness has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more desolate for Qingqiu Festival.

I love this sentence so much, from now on, my husband will be my ideal type, and I will not marry anyone who is not my husband. "

……

Inside the Tengwang Pavilion, at this very moment, a needle can be heard.There was a diner who was pouring wine just now, but at this moment, the wine glass was already full, but he didn't notice it at all.

The wine overflowed along the sides of the glass, leaving a big mark on the table.

But at this moment, this person still didn't notice.It was as if he had been acupunctured by someone, and he stared blankly at the live broadcast projection.

……

Gu Qing's whole body also paused, he leaned back on the chair, his eyes were out of focus.Suddenly, Gu Qing stood up.

"No, I want to paint, and I want to paint a picture for Master Qin."

After finishing speaking, Gu Qing ran out in a frenzy, as if she was hysterical.

……

At this moment, Pu Xinyang opened his mouth wide: "I don't know why, but at this moment, I feel a little sympathetic to Zuo Gongming.

Yesterday, he came across a song named Denggao, a seven-character verse poem that was the best in all ages.

Originally thought that today he could win the round, but today he met Yu Linling.

This is the true eternal swan song, this eternal poem.

I hope this poem won't make him shut himself up, right? "

……

Ye Weidao stood up excitedly at this moment, his lips were trembling.

He was so excited that he couldn't control himself, he even looked at the young Liu Nan with some admiration.

"Old man, what's the matter with you?"

"This... this poem... this poem will be recorded by the big man for countless years.

This first word will become a representative of Dahan, a representative of a school of words.

Old lady, have you seen this, this poem has opened up a new school of words.

What is it called?

What is this called?
This is a big deal, and I must announce it.From now on, the big man has an extra word school!

This poem, parting sorrow and farewell is the first in the ages, and this poem is the first in the ages of sadness and sorrow.

How about, this is called the Grace School? ?
That's right, it's called the graceful school.I don't know why, these three words, just like what God made me think of, suddenly blurted out.

There is nothing wrong with being the graceful school, hahaha the graceful school.

My Dahan's poems have reborn a faction.

This Mr. Liu Nan is the founder of the Graceful School, hahaha!How lucky, how lucky! ! "

Listening to her old man talking to himself, Mrs. Ye also murmured the name Wanyue School.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this graceful school sounds good.

In the past, the poems of Dahan were divided into seven genres, Huajian, Pastoral, Frontier, Unconstrained, Realism, Romance and Metric, also known as the Seven Schools.

These are the seven genres that have been born since ancient times. For example, Liu Nan's previous works are basically works from these genres.

And tonight, with the song Yulinling, Liu Nan created a new genre.

This poem does not belong to any of the seven major schools.

This poem belongs to Liu Nan's genre.

In this regard, only a few people such as Ye Weidao can understand it.

The rest of the people haven't figured it out yet.

It can be said that this poem is the existence that really made Liu Nan canonize.

After tonight, I'm afraid this graceful faction will appear in Dahan.

And there are also people who are anxious, like you, some people who understand the current big man.

"How is it possible that this started a faction?
What should this word be called?
My goodness, what's going on with Liu Nan?
No, this cannot happen, poetry can appear, and a new faction cannot appear, I will not allow it. "

This old man is also the leader of the romantic faction today.Of course, this was before Liu Nan appeared.

And after Liu Nan was born, the so-called faction has become a joke.

Liu Nan's works are romantic, heroic, and others.

Except for a few parts, Liu Nan wrote basically all of them, except for the frontier fortress.

And as long as Liu Nan has written, it is basically the first, and no one can compare to him.

But now, a song Yu Linling Reminisces Master Qin has directly created a new genre. How can you not be in a hurry if you have old antiques?
Old antiques are everywhere.

It is some old men, outdated old men, relying on their own status to exclude dissidents and suppress some people.

We collectively call such people old and immortal.

They didn't dare to take the slightest risk, they just wanted to hold on to the cripples, stick to the three-acre land, and not let anyone intervene.

For this, they can disregard justice, fairness, anything.

Those who expect to hinder his own interests will be suppressed by standing on the moral high ground.

Such a person, I just want to say that they can all die.

In the literary world, there are the most old antiques like this, and they are also the most annoying.

They really are like shit, disgusting.

And Liu Nan's Yu Linling touched the interests of some people.

In the industry of ancient poetry, there are also mountain tops.

Reality and romance have never met each other's eyes.

And tonight, Liu Nan created a new faction with Yu Linling, which would naturally affect their status and the interests of some of them.

So, soon a group of old antiques began to have a meeting.

……

At this moment, Zuo Gongming exhaled, and then he stood up.

In the eyes of all the audience, Zuo Gongming came to Liu Nan, bowed, and then stood up straight with reddish eyes.

Then, he took out his work.

"Hehe, it's ridiculous. I thought it took me all night to conceive. This morning, I meditated for an hour in the Taoist temple to relax. Then I wrote this poem by the bamboo forest and by the stream, which can be regarded as my left. Gongming's writing has reached a peak.

But I didn't expect, I didn't expect, it was born at an untimely time, and it met your eternal masterpiece! "

After finishing speaking, Zuo Gongming reluctantly stroked his rolled-up work, and then saw him wave his hand casually.

"Hey Taoist Zuo, what are you doing?"

Liu Nan was anxious and hurried over to stop it, but it was still a step too late.

This work has already been thrown by Zuo Gongming from the window on the top floor of Tengwang Pavilion, and it was directly thrown into the lake.

At this moment, Liu Nan hastily stretched out his head to take a look.

"No Liu Nan, don't worry about it, this is its best home.

In order not to find it embarrassing when it is finally taken out.

You, Buddha Yulinling, have written all the sorrows of parting, and you have written this to a new peak.

If your poem spreads out, no one will dare to write this type of poem. "

Liu Nan glanced at Zuo Gongming, there was still some anger on his face

. "You...you shouldn't have lost it!"

Zuo Gongming chuckled: "It doesn't matter whether you lose it or not, I'm willing to admit defeat.

Also, your poem, I think, is a pioneer. "

Zuo Gongming is worthy of being a geek in the literary world. At this moment, he seems to have been hit badly, but he still hasn't been completely hit. Instead, he is keenly aware of the specialness of this song Yu Linling.

To be honest, many people admire Zuo Gongming at this moment.

If it was me, if I faced this poem directly, I'm afraid I would be hit insanely.

"Is it the first of its kind?"

Liu Nan frowned.

"That's right, this kind of word mainly focuses on the style of children, the structure is deep and meticulous, the rhythm is mellow and harmonious, the language is mellow and beautiful, and there is a kind of soft beauty.

In our previous poetry faction, there were this type of poetry, but this type of poetry was basically classified into other factions.

Your song Yulinling, I think, can be a groundbreaking work.

Its appearance is destined to be extraordinary. "

Liu Nan took a sip of wine, then smiled.

"Taoist Zuo, you've lost your mind. Poetry is poetry, and it doesn't matter what faction or not.

I write when I like it, I write when I am happy, I can write when I am sad, the same is true when I am lost, and I can still write when I am in pain.

This, in itself, is used to express emotions. "

Zuo Gongming was taken aback for a moment, then made me think about it, and finally he took a sip of wine.

"Yeah, I've lost my mind, and I've thought too much, and my realm is not as high as yours.

However, the surname Liu, I still refuse to accept.Although I lost two games, I think three wins in five games is the best.

The two of us, why don't we have a best-of-five game!Really, I will win the next issue for sure. "

……

"Pfft...fuck him, he really deserves to be a mad Taoist priest?

Just now he was so sensible, so unpredictable, and so free and easy.In the end, you turned around and changed, didn't you? "

"Zuo Gongming: I have no problem admitting defeat, but I just refuse to admit defeat. As long as I keep procrastinating like this, one day I will have a chance to win back."

"Laughing to death, this is a talented person. He was inexplicably saddened by Mr. Liu Nan's Yu Linling just now, and now he is suddenly amused."

"So, what kind of Uncle Treasure is this Zuo Taoist?"

"Here it comes, as expected, I just said, he must not be so simple."

"Everyone, shouldn't we thank each other? If it wasn't for him, we would be able to see Yu Linling?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire live broadcast room reacted instantly

.Good guy, followed by a lot of people thanking Zuo Gongming.

……

Lin Hai exploded directly: "Damn, you are too shameless, right? You have lost twice, and you are cheating in one round, and now you are cheating in two wins in three rounds?"

Zuo Gongming glanced at Lin Hai disdainfully: "What do you know? Can it be called cheating on things between cultural people?
Things between cultural people, this is cultural exchange, what do you know?

So, I think Liu Nan, we can have the next competition.

This time, how about I decide the topic.Three days later, we once again had a showdown in this box at the Yellow Crane Tower at five o'clock in the afternoon. "

Liu Nan couldn't help but clutch his forehead, what kind of person did he meet?
"You decide the topic? Do you want to compare?"

Zuo Gongming raised his eyebrows: "Hmm."

"Where is the style?"

Zuo Gongming sneered: "I lost, so what else is there to force?

Only when you win back, will you be forced to come back.If I don't beat you once, I, Zuo Gongming, will have no face to continue reciting poems.

So, only if I win back can I continue to pretend.So, do you agree? "

Well, it's still the same as hell.

"It's not impossible, since you want to do it again, then I'll give you another chance.

But what about this lottery? "

Zuo Gongming gritted his teeth: "I have a nickname, Four Monsters Layman, but now I can only be counted as Two Monsters Layman. If I lose to you next time, I will change my name to One Monster Layman."

(End of this chapter)