Kaiyuan Merry

() After everyone circulated Cui Hao's poem, except for some high-sighted bigwigs who just commented a few words and praised a little, those literati who were more relaxed did not hide their praise:

"Cui Xiaolang's "Qi Wang Xi Guanji" is really an excellent work. The lyrics are exquisite and appropriate to the situation. Although it is a bit out of the box, it cannot be denied that judging by Cui Xiaolang's current age, it is not easy."

"That's right, it's really admirable to be able to write such a good poem that fits the occasion in such a short period of time!"

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Hearing everyone's praise, Cui Hao's expression was extremely proud for a moment, but he just looked at the red peony on the stage with more and more fiery eyes, because he knew that only the praise of this famous performer is the real Perfect.

Cui Hao didn't know that this poem of his made He Zhizhang, the old man in charge of the banquet, feel uneasy, because the title of the poem was actually called "King Qi's Seat View", but it was obvious that he was in charge of the banquet. Cui Hao Undoubtedly, this poem has the meaning of overwhelming the guest, which makes He Zhizhang think that Cui Hao respects King Qi more.

He Zhizhang naturally has the pride of a literati, and he enjoys a high reputation in the literary world. Even though King Qi's official rank is much higher than him, he does not think that King Qi is qualified to compete with him in literature.

And Bao Rong's vision is also extremely high. Although he didn't show disdain for the poems written by this fifteen-year-old boy, he didn't think there was anything outstanding in his heart, and even he didn't think that Wang Wei, who was two years older than Cui Hao, would What better work to write.

Cui Zongzhi was still drinking on his own, his eyes were lazy and blurred, he didn't have any comments on Cui Hao's poem, and it was only mediocre, so he might not be able to spread it.

In an inconspicuous corner, the beauty who seemed to be blending into the crowd, dressed as a man, did not show any fluctuations in her extremely charming eyes, and there was only a trace of boredom, presumably in a feast like today, She has already participated a lot, and Cui Hao's "masterpiece" is not in her eyes.

Then King Qi asked Hong Mudan to comment on Cui Hao's poem. At this time, Hong Mudan was extremely upset, because the last sentence of the whole poem "still sings and dances, and only intends to serve the king", she thinks it is this. As for her insult, if she wanted to "serve the king", she would have already entered the Inner Jiaofang to receive the Tang Emperor's training, and staying here is naturally for that little freedom.

Besides, the whole poem is full of a kind of contempt for her. From the title of the poem "Qi Wang Xi Guanji", the "ji" can refer to many people, not only her, which makes Hong Mudan, who is very energetic, feel abnormal Not happy, she is a big star, not that kind of casual jerk!

But even so, of course, she couldn't say what she thought in her heart, she just kept a polite smile, and then said in a neutral way: "This poem is really good, it is straightforward and straightforward, but it may be difficult to sing. It doesn't sound that good."

Seeing that Red Peony is so calm, everyone knew that Cui Hao's poem did not impress this famous performer, and what Red Peony said was also true. Such an existence similar to a response poem really didn't sound very good when sung. It is also extremely difficult to spread, and there is no specific mention of "red peony", which has limited effect on enhancing the reputation of red peony.

Red Peony thought that at most she could only comment in this way, even if the poems did not meet her wishes, she still had to pick some good points, and she suddenly became melancholy again. The feeling of restraint and restraint made her extremely unhappy, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes .

Next, when the game continued, several young literati were coming. Some were directly punished for drinking, and some wrote poems, but their standards were not as high as that of Cui Hao, a young man. Usually, the chance to write poems at such a banquet would take turns. For young scholars who want to gain reputation, those who are really talented and famous, unless they have a special desire to write poems, they will not write poems easily.

For a while, the banquet fell from a high tide to a low tide, which made people feel boring.

At this time, Wang Wei already had a poem draft in his belly, but this "passing flowers with drums" was never his turn, which made him anxious, showing a little anxiety, but he didn't want Cui Zongzhi beside him to notice this very carefully, Afterwards, when Hua'er was passed to his hands, he held Hua'er in a big disrespect, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Many people showed kind smiles, thinking that this young master of the Cui family wanted to compose a poem, so they did it. this way.

But he didn't want to pass the flowers to Wang Wei's hands at the moment before the music stopped, which immediately aroused the laughter of the crowd, only to hear Cui Zongzhi say to Wang Wei in his warm and magnetic voice: "I have been waiting for you for a long time!" I want to see what kind of poems Mojie can write, and I think that Mojie already has a good poem in his stomach, so I will write for Mojie myself, how about it?"

Looking at Cui Zongzhi's kind eyes, Wang Wei smiled gratefully, and was about to agree. Anyway, although he also "worked in Caoli", calligraphy at this time is indeed only average, and Cui Zongzhi's reputation for being good at running script has long been known. It was spread out, so it is natural to agree to Cui Zongzhi.

"Wait a minute." An extremely cold and haughty voice came, and Wei Zhi's expression was uniquely cold and haughty, "Thirteen Lang's poems are naturally excellent, but I don't think Mr. Cui's running script is good enough. Thirteen Lang, but my regular script is very suitable for Thirteen Lang's poems."

Wei Zhi stared at Cui Zongzhi's sunny and handsome cheek, his eyes were extremely sharp and cold, his tone was arrogant and cold, and what he said could offend the dead, and the two had similar family backgrounds, both of them had already entered the official position, and their father was The former prime minister will be able to inherit the title of duke without any suspense in the future. It can be said that the collision of these two heaven's favored men makes people look forward to and fear that it will be out of control.

But Cui Zongzhi smiled and looked at Wei Zhi playfully. The eyes of the two people intersected, as if there was a flash of light and flint. However, he smiled and explained: "The meaning of Mr. Wei's words should be to immediately take action." The poems written by Jie are not suitable for running script, but this is very reasonable, since Mr. Wei is interested in this, then I will not take it away from others."

Wang Wei looked at Cui Zongzhi gratefully, and felt that this person had a very good temper, and he was so tolerant of Wei Zhi's attitude.

Wei Zhi didn't expect to be able to suppress Cui Zongzhi easily, but he didn't bother to think too much about it. He just let people serve him with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Inherited the title of "Duke of the State of Xun".

Wei Zhi is a person who does not move his pen easily, but can write pleasing calligraphy when he does it.

The behavior of Cui Zongzhi and Wei Zhi, the two extremely "hard-bodied" famous sons, to Wang Wei's "stinky feet" undoubtedly made some young literati jealous, hoping that Wang Wei would not write any good poems, so that You can see Wang Wei making a fool of himself.

Cui Hao's psychology at this time is undoubtedly extremely complicated, because the poems he wrote at this time must be the best among all people, but he knows Wang Wei's strength well, and he hopes that Wang Wei's poems are worse than his own, so It will allow him to maintain the number one position, and hope that Wang Wei can write better than himself. After all, this opportunity was given to him by Wang Wei, and he also hopes that his friend can become more famous.

When everyone's eyes were on Wang Wei, Wang Wei took a deep breath and first decided on the title of the poem—red peony. Wei Zhi immediately picked up the pen without a trace of stagnation. To a "noble and cool" atmosphere.

When everyone saw the title of the poem, they couldn't help turning their eyes to the red peony on the stage. The two scholars who had failed many times, Li Qi and Qiu Wei, couldn't help discussing in a low voice:

"It seems that Wang Mojie wants to directly describe the singing of the red peony just now, but he doesn't know how to write it well?"

"Describing this famous trick directly is too vulgar. It is difficult to write brilliantly. No matter how good the words are, at most it is at the level of that Cui Xiaolang just now. This selection of material is really a bit..."

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The discussion between Li Qi and Qiu Wei undoubtedly represented the opinions of the majority of people. Bao Rong, who had always been unhappy with Wang Wei, had a disdainful sneer on his face, and only thought that Wang Wei would definitely fall this time, even that Zhang Xu, the "Sage of Grass" who has been watching Wang Wei, is also frowning at this time, not knowing what Wang Wei is going to write.

Only He Zhizhang, Qi Wang Li Fan and others had confident smiles on their faces, as if they had blind trust in Wang Wei's talent.

Wei Zhi writes freely and freely, and also writes in one go.

After hearing Wang Wei's poem, everyone couldn't help being stunned. They didn't react for a while, and the audience was silent. Bao Rong, who had always had a prejudice against Wang Wei, hadn't tasted it after hearing the poem. Bendang took the lead and mocked: "Wang Mojie, what you wrote is about flowers, not people! It doesn't fit the subject matter that King Qi just said, it's really absurd..."

Before Bao Rong finished speaking, Cui Zongzhi suddenly stood up, staring at the famous performer on the stage in a green gauze and a red skirt, and said loudly: "Wonderful, great! It is indeed written Red Peony, a double entendre."

Attracted by Cui Zongzhi's exaggerated movements, they all followed Cui Zongzhi's eyes and looked at the famous prostitute Hong Mudan on the stage. The melancholy exuding from Hong Mudan's body was finally captured by many people...

Wang Wei's poems and Wei Zhi's words were tasted for a long time when they were circulated. Gradually, the quiet scene gradually became a little disturbed, because everyone tasted the ingenuity of this poem!

Looking at the whole poem alone, it seems that it is just an ordinary red peony, but in fact, it completely expresses all the characteristics of the famous red peony, especially the last two sentences, which are simply the finishing touch. Keenly captured the inner sorrow of Red Peony!

Bao Rong, who has already reacted, has a red face, because what he just accused Wang Wei of being wrong is the beauty of the whole poem. It looks like a flower, but what is really written is a person. If the mood is normal Bao Rong, definitely would not make such a mistake, but because he wanted to find Wang Wei's sore feet, he didn't appreciate the beauty of the whole poem for a while, but instead rushed to find the thorns. This is really shameful up...

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