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The waiter who was holding the curtain in front of him stood sideways, bowed down and said respectfully to the visitor: "Mr. Jin, please." ”

At this moment, an old man in a long robe walked in with his hands in his hands.

The old man was obviously old, his braids hanging down the back of his head were gray, but his spirit was very vibrant. In the winter weather, I only wore a camel-colored cotton shirt, but I was still full of red and steady steps.

It's just that on the face of it, this is not a good-looking old man.

His cheekbones are towering and wrinkled, but a pair of eyes in the old eye sockets are still exquisite, the corners of his lips are slightly drooping, and there is a solemn style between his unsmiling eyebrows.

At this time, Feng Yinglian stood up and saluted.

The rest of the people in the room also got up.

Mr. Jin didn't look at the people who gave gifts to the left and right, and only came all the way to the main seat where Yuan Mei was.

It was only at this time that he faced everyone: "The old man has resigned for several years, and now he is just a flat-headed commoner, you don't need to be polite, please sit down." ”

Its voice is also a round tone, thick and severe.

When people don't know it, they will be in awe.

Everyone sat down, and for a moment there was silence, and even the noisy children did not dare to say anything more for a while.

"When I came, I had already heard a rough idea of the cause and effect on the way. Jin Lin looked at Yuan Mei without a smile, and went straight to the point and asked: "I heard that the poem "Qihuai" written by Mrs. He today was called 'misappropriation' by your apprentice, but I don't know what evidence is enough to prove that this poem was written by your apprentice?"

Without saying anything else, he opened his mouth to ask for the main point.

This is exactly the style that Jin Lin has always done without dragging his feet.

Yuan Mei saluted him again, and replied: "There is a book of poems here, and I invite the teacher to take a look." ”

The boy presented the book of poems brought by Jin Rongyue to Jin Lin.

Jin Lin took it, looked at the few poems written on it one by one, and then said: "Just a few lines that anyone can copy are enough to prove that this poem is written by him?"

Jin Lin sneered.

The old gentleman was so outspoken that everyone looked at each other.

Yuan Mei was silent.

"This poem was improvised a few days ago when my wife and I were studying calligraphy, and I happened to talk about Li Shangyin's style. When it comes to poems, there are still a few drafts in Yinglian's house. Jin Lin looked at Jin Rongyue, who was standing in the distance, and asked, "Presumably this is the second lady of the Jin family, who has become famous in recent years, right?"

When everyone heard this, their faces were different.

Jin Lin's words were almost indifferent from what Fang Cai Feng Jiwen said.

In this way, the real person who embezzled it is afraid that it is not the wife of the He family......

But how could Miss Jin Er do such a good thing?

Most people couldn't believe it for a while.

"......" and Jin Rongyue didn't know if it was because she was nervous or because Jin Lin's attitude was not 'kind' enough, so she didn't answer Jin Lin's words.

This is a bit rude and gaffe in the eyes of everyone.

Regardless of whether the truth is right or wrong, such an attitude alone is enough to make people criticize.

"Miss Jin Er's poetry has also been heard. Jin Lin's solemn face did not rise or fall at all, and turned to look at everyone present: "Writers and poets have always been, but all those who write and write poems have their general styles, such as Li Bai's bright and heroic, very prosperous Tang Dynasty style. For example, Li Shangyin's deep affection, Li Yu's beauty and softness in the early stage, and the deep and graceful in the later period - it can be seen that the style of poetry depends on each person's talent, and is deeply affected by the acquired situation. ”

The guests nodded in agreement.

“……”

It's not that they follow blindly, but that they are true.

A person represents the characteristics of a person's writing style, which becomes the so-called 'factional division'.

But the three poems recorded in this book of poems, this Li Shangyin's "Qihuai" alone is like a world of difference from the other two. Jin Lin said: "And Miss Jin Er's other poems have their own characteristics, such as the staggered and unruly "One Word Poem", the depression and frustration of "Green Plum Wine", and the grandeur of "Wangjiang" - all of which are rare masterpieces. ”

The poems he listed are all representative poems that have been praised by Jin Rongyue in recent years.

After a while, he said: "It is not surprising that the artistic conception of poetry is ever-changing, but the old man has been in the literary world for decades, but he has never seen a person with such a kaleidoscopic style of writing! Especially Miss Jin Er's young age and shallow experience, is it not surprising that she can make many good poems with such ups and downs in style?"

These words were like an initiation, and they resonated with many scholars.

Definitely!

Poetry attainments can be improved day by day, and it is also related to talent, but how can the 'pen style' be so easy to convert?

Not to mention, as Mr. Jin said, Miss Jin Er is young and young, no matter how talented she is, she is just a delicate lady raised in the boudoir, how can she control the sometimes depressed and sometimes heroic style?

Some things may be learned from books, but some things can only be learned after experiencing them firsthand.

If you just rely on blindly imitating others, after all, it is just a matter of drawing skin and bones.

Thinking in this way, it is difficult for everyone to hide the doubts in their hearts.

It's just that although these literati are not as arrogant and domineering as the gentlemen, and they are so annoying to others that they are annoying, but these strange eyes alone are enough to make Jin Rongyue feel difficult to gain a foothold.

Facing these gazes that seemed to pierce her, Jin Rongyue's face sank uncontrollably.

"What does Mr. Jin mean by that?" She looked straight at Jin Lin, although her eyes were red, her tone was as cold and piercing as if it had frozen ice: "In the whole world, there have always been no wonders, and there are ambitions and no young age! Is it completely impossible for Mr. to have never seen or heard of things? Mr. has made insinuations and slanders against me without evidence, which is inevitably a loss of respect for the identity of the elder!"

The crowd looked surprised.

"This ......"

That's too disrespectful!

"Yue'er! Hugh has to speak wildly!" Yuan Mei's expression also changed greatly.

When the teacher was a master in the past, even the current saints respect him, when did anyone dare to be so rude?

If this matter spreads, won't it attract harsh criticism from people all over the world?!

Most of the literati also frowned and shook their heads.

Miss Boudoir, who is so knowledgeable and reasonable, is known for her talent, how can she become this style when she encounters a question or two now?

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ps: The first more ~

Happy Christmas Eve, everyone, I wish you all peace and joy, (I'll have an apple ^_^ with my mom later.)

The time of the second watch is uncertain, if you are too late, you can watch it again tomorrow morning~ (to be continued.) )