Prince of Song Dynasty

Chapter 419
Originally, some people who held their own identities glanced at Ye Chen, then turned their heads away, busy with themselves.But when Fu Ruojin said this, the attention of the chief seat Han Wenbo and Liu Linxuan were also attracted.Liu Linxuan knew that his father had given high praise to the poem "Qinhuai Night Mooring" at the Liu Fang Poetry Meeting a few days ago. Now, after hearing what Fu Ruojin said, he was a little dissatisfied with Fu Ruojin, and at the same time looked at it with scrutiny. Ye Chen, wait for Ye Chen, who bears the name of Chen Qing, to explain. If Ye Chen can't prove that he wrote this poem, he doesn't mind teaching this bully a lesson.

Under the eyes of everyone, Ye Chen didn't think for long before he said to Fu Ruojin: "Fu Ruojin! I have never offended you, why are you so bloody?"

Fu Ruojin looked confident, snorted coldly, clasped his fists and bowed to the master Han Wenbo and Liu Linxuan, and said loudly: "Brother Chen has been in Jinling for some time, but so far there is only this poem. It’s unbelievable. Brother Chen might as well ask, among all the real talents, who would take more than a month to write a poem.”

When everyone heard the words, they buzzed and discussed.When many people looked at Ye Chen, their expressions were full of disdain, and doubts arose in their hearts.

Ye Chen suddenly felt that the so-called Southern Tang talents in front of him were really boring. Don't they know that poetry is written in response to the occasion, and should express some emotions and emotions in people's hearts.Like these so-called gifted scholars in front of them, and even the scholars in the entire Jinling City, who treat poetry like eating all day long, what is the point of racking their brains to write poetry.In other words, thinking about writing poetry all day may be of great benefit to the development of poetry, but it does not contribute at all to the development of this society, the construction of this country, and the production of some daily necessities that people rely on for survival.Speaking of Dali, not only is it not beneficial to the development of the productive forces of the entire human being, but it has deepened the abnormal phenomenon of emphasizing literature over industry and despising business. To a certain extent, it has seriously affected the progress of this country and this society.The current weakness of the Southern Tang Dynasty is directly related to the emphasis on literature over military affairs in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and its emphasis on talking, writing poetry and writing lyrics lightly.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen sighed, and said: "There is no doubt about it, brother Fu may as well just say it, how can I prove that "Qinhuai Night Mooring" is my creation, not plagiarism."

Fu Ruo's golden eyes showed a look of success, and said: "It's actually simple to say, Brother Chen writes another poem now, if it still has the level of "Qinhuai Night Mooring", it can prove that "Qinhuai Night Mooring" is the work of Brother Chen. did."

Ye Chen sneered: "Then Mr. Fu might as well decide on the title, otherwise, if I write another good poem, Mr. Fu will say that I have heard of it somewhere. Then I really can't explain it clearly."

Seeing Ye Chen's calm demeanor, Fu Ruojin couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, wondering if this Chen Qing is really talented in poetry.But at this time, he was already on the verge of riding a tiger, but he couldn't give in. He turned his head, saluted Han Wenbo and Liu Linxuan who were sitting in the main seat, and said, "Mr. The two sons have a question."

Han Wenbo and Liu Linxuan were a little humble to each other, and finally Han Wenbo thought for a while, and said: "Just now I heard that this brother Chen is from the original Wuyue country, and he came to me only because his family country was destroyed by the Song country." Jinling in the Tang Dynasty took refuge with relatives. Brother Chen might as well combine his own experience and write a poem about my life in Jinling in front of him to prove his love."

"Mr. Han's question is very good. It is most suitable for Brother He Chen to prove his love."

"Brother Chen's country was ruined and his family was ruined, and he experienced ups and downs. He should write a poem to express his feelings in his heart."

The prime minister said the question, and everyone below immediately echoed loudly.

Ye Chen sighed in his heart, except for a very small number of people who can really do practical things, most of these people are moths of the society and the country.While contemplating for a while, I suddenly remembered that Li Yu, the current ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the top poet writer in Chinese history, was destroyed in the Southern Tang Dynasty and captured alive by the Song army and sent to live in Kaifeng for a few days. a.His eyes lit up.

The poem in Ye Chen's memory fits perfectly with the identity of Chen Qing he is playing now.It's just that there are some subtleties in it that need to be modified.For example, the title of the poem should be changed from "Yi Meiren" to "Yi Jia Guo".

Under the attention of everyone, Ye Chen walked directly to a short table next to him and picked up the brush.This party was originally a literary meeting, there were pens, inks, papers and inkstones everywhere, and there was a person sitting on the side of the short table with a gloating smile, but at this moment he froze slightly, Ye Chen ignored him, dipped the tip of the brush into the ink, There was a pause of four or five breaths.

He looked across the crowd, glanced at Fu Ruojin, dipped the brush in the ink for a few breaths, and put it down on the rice paper: "It's okay, I have experienced the destruction of the country and the family these days. Although life in Jinling is not bad, it is still a little Feeling emotional. Since Brother Fu has such kind intentions, Mr. Han and Mr. Liu gave me another chance, so I dare not hide my clumsiness and show my shame!"

As soon as the voice fell, the brush began to write on the paper, but it was not a fountain pen after all. Even with wild grass, Ye Chen couldn't write fast. Liu Zongyang looked at the side with some worries. After a while, he helped write Read out the words you have read.

"Memories of Home Country"

His tone was so clear that the entire hall could hear it clearly. After a while, his expression and standing posture became more formal, and he repeated: "When is the spring flower and autumn moon..."

The first sentence of this memory of family and country, the atmosphere spreads out!

Fu Ruojin's expression changed instantly

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past?"

In the hall on the second floor of Xiangyue Building, Liu Zongyang's clear voice came to everyone's ears. On the desk next to him, Ye Chen brushed up his pen and wrote quickly. As soon as the first sentence came out, many people's faces changed a little. Some concentrated their attention and solemnly waited for the next sentence carefully, while others frowned, with a bad feeling in their hearts.

Among the people present, for Liu Zongyang and Liu Linxuan, they naturally hope that Ye Chen has real talents and learning. The former is because of the interests of the Liu family, and the latter is because of the reputation of his father Liu Jinyu.

But Fu Ruojin felt resentful and jealous because Ye Chen stole his limelight at the Liu Fang poetry meeting a few days ago, so he deliberately made things difficult for Ye Chen today.You know, a few days ago, he learned in advance that Liu Jinyu, the servant of the household department, would participate in the Liu Fang Poetry Club, and he stayed in the house for half a month before carefully carving out the song "Evening View of the Qinhuai River", hoping to be loved by Liu Jinyu. That would be a big turning point in his life, not to mention a bright future, but a bright future.

In fact, before Ye Chen's "Qinhuai Night Mooring" appeared, his song "Qinhuai Evening View" really became popular, and Liu Jinyu also gave very good comments.However, when Ye Chen's "Night Mooring at the Qinhuai River" appeared, it immediately dimmed "Evening View of the Qinhuai River", and Liu Jinyu quickly forgot about him.

This is a good thing that Ye Chen accidentally ruined Fu Ruojin, and he ended his hatred.Immediately afterwards, the Liu family hired Ye Chen with a high salary as a teacher Ke Qing who was also a child of the Liu family, which made him feel a strong threat.

Ye Chen has kept a low profile since the Liu Fang Poetry Club, not interacting with too many people, and he is impeccable.But tonight is indeed a good opportunity. When Fu Ruojin saw Ye Chen coming downstairs, he just thought about it and immediately made a decision. In his opinion, even if Ye Chen didn't copy other people's poems, It took me only a month to write a poem in Jinling, and the Qinhuai Night Mooring was probably formed after many days of careful carving.It can be seen that Ye Chen is the kind of slow-working temperament.Suspicion and provocation at the scene, asking him to write a poem, he couldn't push it, and there were so many literati around.As the saying goes, literati look down on each other, you are a newcomer, a poem at the Liu Fang poetry meeting overwhelmed everyone's limelight, and there has been no movement since then, who will really convince you?
However, with the appearance of the first sentence, Fu Ruojin already understood that when he was at his best, he was turned against the general.

Too crisp.

Even though the point of view may be different, he has already felt this point. Ye Chen's calm attitude can only prove that he will have no problems in this regard.When the first sentence appeared, no one else had time to really figure it out. Of course, a single sentence can at most be impeccable, and it cannot be said to be good or bad. The initial outline of this word has already appeared in front of everyone, and the grand and magnificent scene spread out as the word took shape.

Brush brush.

"The motherland can't bear to look back in the moonlight."

"The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red face has changed."

"Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

Fu Ruojin opened his mouth slightly with a surprised expression, his face was so stiff that he couldn't speak.The entire hall was silent, someone was repeating the poem, and the noise from outside came in.

If we say that the song Qinhuai Night Mooring in the past few days is a step-by-step process, starting from the ordinary, and developing the elegant and timeless atmosphere of the entire Qinhuai night scene in an unobtrusive and superb way, then this thorn in front of me starts from the beginning. The hands are unambiguously opened and closed, like splashing ink on landscapes, writing in cursive cursive, and unfolding the scene with the most magnificent style from the beginning.It expresses the author's sorrow of losing his life after his country was destroyed.The language of the whole word is clear, concise, beautiful, and fresh. It starts with questions and ends with answers, from asking the sky and people to asking yourself. Through the sad and sad tones and the artistic structure of twists and turns and flowing freely, the author Peiran Moyu's melancholy runs through all the time, forming a refreshing aesthetic effect, which is displayed in front of everyone.

The atmosphere in the hall became a little solemn. After Ye Chen finally wrote, someone sighed in the silence: "Okay." Bi Qiaoer, the oiran of Xiangyuelou on the other side of the hall, had already heard the splendor in her eyes, just thinking of her own. Identity, bit her lower lip lightly.

(End of this chapter)