Starting from Comprehensive Martial Arts: Bu Dao Lu

Chapter 117 The Second Stage of the Poetry Club

There will be excellent poems, and the first to get the news are the dignitaries in Changchun Garden.These dignitaries received Zhu Qi's excellent works one after another before they were announced.

When you see the poems, there are those who admire them!Appreciators have it!
Of course, those young ladies from powerful families couldn't put it down even more when they saw the poems.Although this poem is not lingering in love, its ethereal meaning is very attractive to the young ladies who are raised in deep boudoirs.Soon, Mu Ji's name spread in Changchun Garden.

Countless dignitaries even sent people to inquire about Mu Ji.

With the passage of time, the publicity of poems and essays ignited the atmosphere of the poetry fair.

Countless literati rushed to tell each other, and Mu Ji's name was also widely known.

However, although Mu Ji's name was sung by others, few people recognized Zhu Qi's real body.

A masterpiece is born, no matter whether others are envious, jealous or admiring.Mu Ji's name will inevitably spread to the imperial capital.It can't even wait until tomorrow, and countless people are transcribing and singing it now.

Zhu Qi did not pay attention to the sensation caused by "Song of Peach Blossom Temple".In the last life, this poem has been sung for hundreds of years, which is enough to see the excellence of this poem.

After the first pass, the Spring Hall, is the second pass, the Summer Hall.

Unlike the bustling Spring Hall, the Summer Hall is much quieter.

The contestants who can write poems and enter the summer hall are all educated literati, and literati cultivate themselves, so naturally they will not make noise!Therefore, even when talking with familiar people, they speak softly and will not affect others.

Zhu Qi entered the summer hall and looked up at the examination questions posted outside the door.

"Write a poem with the topic of martial arts!" The topic is simple, but it is not easy for literati.

Although the mainland of China is based on martial arts, even literati have cultivation bases.

However, the Ming Empire is now ruled by Emperor Xiaokang, who has been in peace for more than ten years.

Now, although there are occasional wars in the empire, they are also in the border grasslands.

Therefore, many young literati have not experienced wars.

Therefore, it is not difficult to write poems related to martial arts, but it is not easy to write colorful poems.

Of course, the literati participating in the second level are not surprised.

The Ming Empire was established by martial arts. Although Emperor Xiaokang valued martial arts, martial arts were the foundation of the empire.

The Ming Empire was not the Song Empire where Confucianism was rampant.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Qi walked towards the tables and chairs in front of the hall.

There are hundreds of tables and chairs in front of the summer hall, which is much less than the spring hall.

Although there were quite a few people in the hall, the hundreds of tables and chairs were not full of people.After all, the contestants only have a quarter of an hour to write poems and essays, and many literati are still conceiving poems and essays.

The Changchun Garden Poetry Fair is not an imperial examination, and there is no requirement for the time to conceive poems and essays.

After all, some literati are eager to write a good poem in a short time.And some literati need to deliberate every word when writing poems.

What the Poetry Society wants is excellent poems that can be sung, and the length of time for writing poems is not important.

In the past, there was a precedent for writing excellent works after the poetry meeting, which did not affect the literati's fame.

Zhu Qi has thousands of years of civilization in his heart, so there is no shortage of poetry in his heart.

Moreover, since poetry will be regarded as a game by Zhu Qi, the fastest and most shocking way to pass the game must be chosen.

Zhu Qi randomly found a table and chair, and in a short while, a poem appeared on the paper.

"frontier fortress"

Grape wine luminous cup, urge you to drink Pipa immediately.

Drunk lying in the battlefield, Lord Grim, a few people have fought back in ancient times.

The Ming Empire in the mainland of China did not have Liangzhou.

Therefore, Zhu Qi changed the title of this poem to "Frontier Fortress".

Although the name has been changed, it does not affect the quality of the poem.

Satisfied with the poetry in front of him, Zhu Qi handed it to the errand boy.

The influence of "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" is still fermenting. Therefore, the literati in Xiating did not pay attention to Zhu Qi who wrote poetry. In fact, except for Yu Qian, no one in the poetry club knew Zhu Qi.

However, Yu Qian, who had seen Zhu Qi once, fell in love with Zhu Qi.

As soon as Zhu Qi's poems were delivered to the judges, Yu Qian discovered them.In other words, Yu Qian was waiting for Zhu Qi's poems in the second pass.

In the Changchun Garden Poetry Fair, the primary selection of poems and essays in the four passes of spring, summer, autumn, and winter will be evaluated by different examiners. Only those excellent poems and essays will be sent to the judges of Confucianism, because whether the poems and essays are excellent works They need to be sure.

Yu Qian knew Zhu Qi's talent, so after replying to several great scholars, he hurried to Xiating.

Just in time for Zhu Qi's poems to be released.

After the inspector of the summer hall read the poems and essays, they were hurriedly taken away by Yu Qian.

Although Zhu Qi's "Frontier Fortress" poem is only four short lines, the examiner of Xiating knew that he could not evaluate this poem at all.

Because, this is another masterpiece.

"Gentlemen, Mr. Mu has published another masterpiece in Xiating!" Yu Qian said excitedly.

"Masterpiece!" The old man with white beard and hair at the head took the poems handed over by Yu Qian, and recited softly! "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, call it immediately. Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times."

"it is good!"

"A masterpiece! This poem is a masterpiece!"

"Good poem! It's full of pride, this poem can be served with wine!"

"Mr. Song, you've ticked off my wine worm!"

"Haha! Elder Song, Elder Du, there are several jars of wine in my mansion, so let someone fetch them quickly!"

"Wine needs to be paired with a luminous glass! I have it in my house!"

"Queen Mother, empress, another excellent work has been published earlier."

"Oh! Another one!"

Listening to the recitation by the palace people, the Empress Dowager and Empress were a little strange.

Although there are quite a few good works in the Changchun Garden Poetry Club, like this year, there are very few good works produced frequently in the selection stage, let alone battlefield poems.

Compared with military generals, literati have fewer opportunities to contact the battlefield.

Therefore, it is not easy to write battlefield poems that are recognized by generals. As for generals, they have no intention of writing poems.

"Who wrote this poem!"

"Reporting to the Queen Mother, this poem is exactly Mu Ji who wrote "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" earlier."

"Empress, you order the palace servants to send a message. After the poetry meeting, I want to see this wooden person."

"Mother, this is"

"Muji has talent. Judging from the poem "Frontier Fortress", although this person has the idea of ​​seclusion, he also has the heart of meritorious deeds. I will meet him and see if he can be used by Daming!"

The queen nodded and said: "Mother, this person's literary style is changeable, and the styles of the two poems are very different. Judging from the "Frontier Fortress" poem, this person may also have been on the battlefield. If the intention is too strong, it may be counterproductive for the queen mother to come forward."

The Queen Mother heard the words, thought for a moment, smiled and said: "I hope that I will die of old age, and I will not bow before the chariots and horses. Forget it! The Queen is right!"

The Queen smiled and said, "Queen Mother, are there still Song Xueshi and other great Confucian scholars in front of me?"

The queen mother smiled and said: "The queen is right, I am confused! Then let's read excellent works here, and leave the foreign affairs to Song Lian and the others."

"Hee hee! Empress, this poem can be served with wine. I'll order someone to bring some wine."

(End of this chapter)