Kaiyuan Merry

() The written evidence has been established, and the guarantor is Cui Zongzhi, who has a good reputation and character. Even though Princess Yuzhen knows that Cui Zongzhi has a good relationship with Wang Wei, she is not afraid that Cui Zongzhi will deliberately favor Wang Wei.

Although Li Chiying did not like Cui Zongzhi, a big alcoholic, she also knew very well in her heart that this Cui Zongzhi was indeed an upright gentleman, who could be regarded as a man of integrity.

As for Wang Wei, on the surface it seems that his good reputation is comparable to that of Cui Zongzhi, but Li Chiying feels that although this insidious and cunning Wang Mojie also cherishes feathers, at certain critical moments, he will definitely dare to give up the useless feathers. reputation, and choose real benefits.

Wang Wei looked at Princess Yuzhen Li Chiying with playful eyes, as if he was sizing up a prey in his hand, very aggressive.

Li Chiying seemed to feel something, and stared back, the eyes of the two met, and at this moment, time was silent.

Sometimes, the eyes between men and women can spark some sparks of love, but unfortunately there is no spark at all between Wang Wei and Li Chiying. The only thing that exists between the two is the victory or defeat. The winner is the winner. The master, the loser is the slave.

Although Wang Wei took the initiative to avoid Li Chiying's gaze in the end, as if he had given in, Li Chiying still felt a little uncomfortable and felt blocked.

Because at a certain moment, Wang Wei's eyes flashed a rather fiery light, which was a kind of possessive desire of a man over a woman, as if he wanted to swallow himself into his stomach.

It was the first time that Li Chiying was insulted by such gazes. No man had dared to hit her before, and she even killed many men.In her eyes, men are nothing more than playthings, and she doesn't even look down on those men in the past, even if they were playthings.

But at this time, she fell in love with Wang Wei. No, she should have fallen in love with Wang Wei two years ago. What could be better than turning a great talent who is famous in Chang'an and has an amazing poetic talent into her plaything? Pleasure?

Think about it, there are so many girls who admire, admire, and even fall in love with Wang Wei, but such an excellent handsome man is just a plaything to kneel in front of her, holding her jade feet and licking her. How beautiful it should be... This is really a refreshing thing.

But just now this guy dared to look at her with such disrespectful eyes?

This made Princess Yuzhen, whose sense of superiority infinitely overwhelmed Wang Wei, very dissatisfied. Playthings should have the consciousness of playthings. Would they dare to stand up and be the master?

But Li Chiying seemed to have a picture flashed in his mind at a certain moment. In the end, it was her who was lying on the ground like a dog, and Wang Wei was attacking behind her...

No, no, how could such a thing happen?Li Chiying took a deep breath, she will never admit that, as a queen who always slaps others, when conquered by a man she regards as a plaything, she will tremble more than m, and even have a kind of heartbeat a feeling of……

Anyway, the bet is definitely won. Although this Wang Mojie is self-confident, he doesn't know that this princess can directly kill him by unspoken rules. There is no need to think wildly. From winning the bet, it is just a beginning. Wang Mojie , you just wait for this princess!

At this moment, Lu Xiang came back full of energy after enjoying the praise of a group of second-rate aristocratic children. He saw Wang Wei's "September [-]th Recalling Brothers in Shandong" just written by Wang Wei at a glance, and then he took the poem volume in the hand, surprised and said: "Mo Jie wrote another one so quickly?"

Before Wang Wei could speak, Li Chiying belittled first: "That's right, this is Wang Mojie's so-called poem written from the bottom of his heart, but unfortunately it is worse than his previous 'perfunctory' poems, so don't expect too much , the whole poem is mediocre."

However, Lu Xiang didn't seem to hear Li Chiying's words, but was deeply immersed in the atmosphere of the whole poem...

In fact, Lu Xiang's experience is very similar to that of Wang Wei. Although he came from the direct line of Fan Yang's Lu family, his family is not prominent, and his father is only a high-ranking local official. It has been four years since I left my hometown and came to Chang'an to study and take the exam.

During reunion festivals such as Mid-Autumn Festival and Double Ninth Festival, he would feel lonely in his heart. Even if he was surrounded by close friends, he still felt deeply lonely when he was drinking and drinking. Sometimes he even felt very irresponsible. Escape from this bustling capital...

But he can't do this, since he chose the imperial examination path and spent so much money and energy, he can only go forward without hesitation. Only in this way can he be worthy of his parents.

So Wang Wei's "September [-]th Reminiscing Brothers in Shandong" completely wrote into his heart. There is one less person planting dogwood everywhere", that's right, my parents and brothers must also be ascending now, only myself is missing...

Lu Xiang suddenly had a strong emotion deep in his heart, which made his eyes foggy, but he quickly wiped his face as if unintentionally, put the poem scroll down gently, and praised: "It is true It comes from the bottom of my heart, Mojie, your song is really good, it completely expresses the nostalgia of a wanderer."

Lu Xiang's words made Li Chiying's face ugly, as if he had been slapped twice again.

Because after Lu Xiang came back here, he should be regarded as the second person after Wang Wei in terms of poetry skills.

His evaluation is naturally more convincing than Li Chiying's, but from Lu Xiang's appearance, it seems that he admires the song "September [-]th Recalling Shandong Brothers". Isn't this a naked slap in the face? Just now she Li Chiying disdainfully said that this poem is "unremarkable".

So Li Chiying said with some dissatisfaction: "Even if you have a good relationship with Wang Mojie, you don't have to praise him to such an extent? Can you tell me what is so good about this poem?"

Lu Xiang also became arrogant at this time, and the actual history books said that "(Lu Xiang) has a poem name, is famous as a secret pavilion, is elegant but not simple, has a general style, and has the style of a national scholar. His name is high and his reputation is low."

Therefore, Lu Xiang, who is "less humble", did not succumb to Princess Yuzhen's majesty, but said in a very solemn tone: "I am not partial to this poem because Mojie is my friend, but I really think this poem is very good, better than the previous two poems!"

Lu Xiang's eloquent words immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people.

Cui Zongzhi even secretly rejoiced that he didn't go along with Princess Yuzhen indiscriminately just now, as expected, amateurs can't compare with professional ones!

In his opinion, Princess Yuzhen is clearly just a lover of poetry. Although there are many literary salons, the level cannot compare with that of Lu Xiang, because Lu Xiang is a professional poet who is only slightly inferior to Wang Wei. Evaluation is of course more formal, deeper and more authoritative!

Lu Xiang talked with emotion: "The first two lines of this poem describe the poet's nostalgia for his relatives in a foreign land. The word "du" at the beginning of the poem highlights the loneliness and loneliness of the poet living in a foreign land. come out."

"The second sentence, in the most simple and unpretentious language, highly summarizes and accurately expresses the common psychology of wanderers thinking about relatives throughout the ages, and it can be called a famous sentence passed down through the ages!"

"The poet in the last two sentences does not write about leaving his relatives, but imagines that when his relatives get together, he finds himself missing, and expresses his strong miss for his relatives ingeniously. The poetic flavor repeatedly jumps, implicit and deep, simple and natural, and has twists and turns. Such ingenuity Ingenious, clever conception, completely in the style of Mojie, its ingenuity is not inferior to "Red Peony"!"

"The most important thing is that this poem is clearly full of Moji's true feelings! It is completely from the heart and has something to say! 'I am a stranger in a foreign land alone, and miss my relatives every festive season' This is comparable to the previous "Ying Ju" "The more imaginary sentence 'I would rather die with the fragrance on the branch, than blow it into the north wind' is much more realistic!"

"I can't think of why Her Royal Highness commented on this poem as 'average'. This 'average' is just a superficial appearance. What lies beneath the surface is the most mellow and sincere emotion! I dare say, This poem should be an immortal work handed down forever!"

The more Lu Xiang spoke, the more excited he became, and the louder his voice, he even attracted the attention of Cui Hao, who was surrounded by so many beauties not far away. When Cui Hao heard that he seemed to be discussing poetry, he immediately came back. As a talented poet, his love for poetry is no less than that of women.

Soon, Cui Hao also saw this song "Recalling Shandong Brothers on September [-]th". He was not moved by the deep emotions contained in the poem, but by Wang Weina's profound skills under "ordinary". move.

So after Lu Xiang finished his comments, he ignored Princess Yuzhen's appearance of being unable to hold her head up because of Lu Xiang's words, and said in terms of the conception and technique of the poem:

"The first two sentences of this poem can be said to be the 'direct method' of artistic creation. Almost without any detours, they go straight to the core, immediately forming a climax, and a Jing sentence appears. But this way of writing often makes the last two sentences Unsustainable, resulting in insufficient stamina.”

"Because if the last two lines of this poem are extended in a straight line along the line of 'festive seasons', it will inevitably be snake feet. It is difficult to turn out new ideas and form new climaxes. But very Saburo ingeniously adopted another method, which is what Weiqing (Lu Xiang) just said. Immediately after the torrent of emotion, a rippling lake surface appeared, which seemed calm, but actually became deeper."

"The three or four lines of the poem, if you just think about how your relatives climbed high on Chongyang Day and wore dogwood, but you are alone in a foreign land and cannot participate, although you write the feeling of missing relatives during the festive season, it will appear straight and lacking. Novelty and soulfulness."

"But what Shisanlang thought was: 'There is one less person who planted dogwood everywhere'. It means that relatives far away from home wore dogwood on their bodies when they climbed the mountain today, but found that one person was missing—I was not included. It seems that The regret is not that I failed to spend the festive season with my relatives in my hometown, but that my relatives were not able to fully reunite during the festive season; it seems that my situation of being alone in a foreign land as a stranger is not worth telling, but the shortcomings of relatives need to be more considerate.”

"This is full of twists and turns, which is out of the ordinary. And this out of the ordinary is its depth and novelty."

"Phew... Although Cui is often self-satisfied in poetry, but compared to Thirteen Lang's ingenious conception, he is really inferior. Maybe Wei Qing prefers the phrase 'I am a stranger in a foreign land alone, and I miss my relatives every festive season. ’, but I prefer ‘Yaozhi brothers ascend to a high place, and there is one less person who planted dogwood’, perhaps this novel technique will be widely used by future poets.”

What Cui Hao said is not wrong, because Du Fu's "Moon Night": "Pity the little children from afar, and remember Chang'an unresolved", which is similar to these two sentences, but Wang Wei's poems are less focused, more ingenious than clever. one chip.

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