Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 40 Jia Zheng was shocked
  When it comes to writing poetry, there have been the inspirational school and the bitter chanting school since ancient times.

Needless to say, inspirationalists all rely on talent. For example, "Cao Zijian wrote a poem in seven steps", "Yuan Yanbo wrote a thousand words on a horse", and "Li Taibai wrote a hundred poems about drinking", all of them are talented and elegant!
  And what about the Kuyin Sect?
  Jia Dao and Meng Jiao are the most well-known, but they were ridiculed by Su Shi as "Jiaohandao thin", mocking their poems for showing a sense of being a small family, and looking like they were poor and could not afford to eat. They are known as poetry immortals, poetry saints, poetry Buddhas, and poetry ghosts, but Jia and Meng are known as "poetry prisoners" and "poetry slaves" in the poetry world. What a difference!
  Of course, the Kuyin sect has no classics?

Not really.

For example, Jia Dao's "examination" allusion has been famous throughout the ages. The phrase "The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon" is indeed a profound artistic conception.

Another example is Meng Jiao's "After Admission", "The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are broken, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day." How high-spirited is it?

Another example is the late Tang poet Cao Song, who worshiped Jia Dao as a god. "Two Poems on the Year of Ji Hai·The First Year of Xizong Guangming" also weeps blood every word, and it is all about life.

The sentence "Don't talk about the matter of ennobling a marquis, for one general will achieve great success." It only mentions the cruelty of the war in the late Tang Dynasty, which is the best interpretation of "I would rather be a peace dog than a man of trouble".

After all, writing poetry and lyrics is the most test of literary skills, as well as inspiration and understanding. Even if you write the lyrics carefully according to the meter, it still takes a while. Most people in the world are ordinary. How many "immortals" like Li Taibai are there in history?

Therefore, Jia Lian and Jia Qiang were frowning and thinking, preparing to write lyrics according to the meter. But suddenly he saw Jia Rong finishing his work in one go on the table next door. What a shock!
  Damn it, after a long time, you are actually a genius and inspiration? !
  Jia Lian and Jia Qiang have experienced too many "blows" today, and they still can't believe it.

Because they are so familiar with Jia Rong, the former dandy look is still before their eyes. Why do you suddenly feel like a different person? Isn't it true that he is possessed by ghosts and gods?
  They had doubts in their hearts, but they dared not speak out because it would be a slander against Jia Rong. It's not good to let Jia Rong know. Jia She, Jia Zheng, Jia Zhen and other elders of the Jia clan would not let the rumor mongers go if they knew about it.

Therefore, they can only be envious and jealous, watching Jia Rong pretending to be cool all by himself, leaving them behind.

After a while, the gentlemen in the hall finished writing the lyrics, and the waiting maid in green gathered everyone's poem reviews and presented them to the desks of several "examiners."

Jia Zheng was a civil servant. He regarded himself as "Qingliu" among the martial arts collective. He was proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, and his literary talent was naturally first-class. So not surprisingly, there was an "examiner" in the hall to preside over the evaluation. Jia Rong's poetry review fell on his desk.

Jia Zheng picked up Jia Rong's poetry review and took a closer look.

As the saying goes: "To read the text, look at the characters first."

In ancient times, calligraphy was a person's basic literary skills, just like a person's face. You can even tell the character of the writer from the words and calligraphy, whether he is loyal or traitorous! Of course, this is metaphysics.

In fact, many treacherous ministers are famous for their calligraphy, which does not prevent them from causing harm to others.

However, "words are like faces" is indeed the first impression of a person. Jia Zheng glanced at Jia Rong's calligraphy and shook his head.

Jia Rong was a donated student of the Imperial College. Although he was a scholar and had a reputation as a scholar, he was bought through donations. There are only a handful of people who really put effort into writing and calligraphy. The soul of the time traveler does not have this skill either. Therefore, Jia Rong's calligraphy can only be said to be average, the normal level of ancient scholars.

Jia Zheng browsed quickly, from Gu Paner's name to "flower products" and "poetry reviews".

In an instant, Jia Zheng's eyes lit up.

"Fang Ying is standing in the spring, and the elegant jade is flying? Wonderful! It's really wonderful!" He glanced at the poetry review, and was suddenly attracted by the artistic conception, and his eyes lit up.

Immediately afterwards, he read the two poems "Another Comment" and "Recomment". In an instant, Jia Zheng was shocked. The freshness brought by Yang Shen's quatrain was suddenly overwhelmed by a greater shock.

At this moment, Jia Zheng's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

Jia Zheng also wrote poems in his daily life, but his literary talent was only ordinary. After reading Zhang Xin's poem "Hydrangea" and "Jade House Spring Hydrangea" written by Zhu Yizun, the leader of the Qing Dynasty poetry circle, my mind immediately went blank and I almost lost my ability to speak.

Jia Zheng was shocked and surprised: Is this a poem written by Brother Rong? Is his literary talent so good? How could he have such profound attainments in poetry?

Each of these two poems is a masterpiece, and it is enough to shock the literary world of scholars. Oh My God!
  At this moment, Jia Zheng was sitting behind the desk, holding a poem review written by Jia Rong, his face changing from blue to white, and countless distracting thoughts appeared in his mind.

"Brother Cunzhou, how did your brother Rong write?"

Chen Ruiwen smiled.

It's not just him.

Many nobles here are secretly paying attention to Jia Rong's poetry reviews.

Even Jia She and Jia Zhen.

boom!
  Suddenly, Jia Zhengru woke up from his dream, and a flush of excitement appeared on his pale face. He suddenly stood up from the futon, holding a volume of Jia Rong's poetry reviews, facing everyone's surprised and confused eyes, and strode to Jia Rong.

Then, holding the poetry review in hand, he asked with expectation and disbelief: "Brother Rong, were you the one who just wrote the poetry review and these two poems above?"

Jia Rong looked at Jia Zheng's excited expression and suddenly smiled gently: "It's a new work by my great-nephew. It's not well written and made the second master laugh."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Zheng quickly waved his hands in praise.

"Excellent writing! Excellent writing! I didn't expect you to be able to write poems of this level. I never paid attention to your academic work in the past. I didn't expect you were such a good reader! Just these two poems are enough to make me You have become famous in the poetry world. Since you have this talent, why do you have to work hard in the capital camp? Why not work hard and try your skills in the examination room. If you can be named on the gold medal list and rank among the top three, then you will be proud of your ancestors!"

Ok?
  Jia Rong frowned inadvertently.

If you praise me, praise me. Why did you mention the imperial examination again? What kind of material am I? I'm just a copycat!
  "My grandnephew is so ashamed!"

Jia Rong stood up and bowed her hands solemnly to Jia Zheng: "Just like a person drinking water, he knows whether it is warm or cold. My grandnephew's own family knows their own affairs. If you say you have a drinking order and write a few crooked poems, then your grandnephew can still do it. It can be said that When it comes to fame and career, my grandnephew is really not that good! Now I just want to find a position in the capital camp and restore the glory of my ancestors."

Jia Rong declined Jia Zheng.

Reiterate the main idea again and strengthen your own ideas.

Hearing this, Jia Zheng looked sad and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, what a pity for your talent."

At this time, everyone in the hall was stunned by this scene. They didn't know what happened. It seemed to be related to the poetry review written by Jia Rong. To be able to move Jia Zheng so much, what kind of earth-shattering poetry masterpiece did Jia Rong write?

Everyone stood up and walked slowly towards Jia Zheng.

"Brother Cunzhou, if you have good poetry, how can you keep it to yourself? Let us common people get a taste of this literary spirit!"

Chen Ruiwen strode over with a murderous air and loudly asked Jia Zheng for poems.

Not just him.

Other nobles, including Jia She and Jia Zhen, all stood up and walked slowly over, wanting to know what Jia Rong had written.

(End of this chapter)