Suddenly, Baoyu's brows loosened, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "There are no good poems, but ordinary vernacular, folk song slang, I thought of a suitable situation." ”

Plain vernacular?

Country slang?

Everyone was shocked, looking at Baoyu's eyes as if they were looking at an absurd and stubborn child. That's right, at the age of eleven years old, Baoyu is indeed a child in their eyes, but the so-called benefit to others, altruism, and the world is for the gentleman Huaide, Baoyu has done this, who dares to treat him as an ignorant child again?

What's more, as long as he made poems that fit the occasion, the tall hat of 'gentlemen are harmonious but different' will be properly smashed on his head. Hearing that there is a sequence, the two gentlemen's high hats are enough for Baoyu to get rid of the shackles of age and make friends with Xiucai, Juren, and even Jinshi's peers.

Bai Nanyan shook his head and sighed: "He is still young and lacks self-cultivation, he is arrogant." ”

Ning Yue'er laughed in the back: "Isn't it? I said Miss, I'm afraid that your expectations are too high, and you will feel ruthless when you fall, but I don't think it's anything, he is a child after all, and no one cares about him. ”

Bai Nanyan stroked the strings, and shook his head slightly - in this prosperous era of Confucianism, the literati won the name of the literati no less than the bloody fighting of swords, who cares if he is a child or not?

Confucianism emphasizes etiquette, and there will be no confusion in terms of seniority, but in addition to seniority, there is also a comparison of literary names, talents, and official ranks. The rank is the same as the seniority, and it belongs to the kind that is necessary in the etiquette law, and the literary name and talent are extremely terrible and useful things that are enough to crush the first two and achieve a text that moves the world, and no one dares to question the effect.

If there is a humanistic fame, he decides what to do, and the elders are unwilling and cannot question it; if there is a humanistic fame, even if it is a cloth cloth, the local parents and officials will look at his face and dare not take it.

Things have come to this point, Baoyu is the biggest winner, even if he can't write poems, the name of the text is reversed, but what did he say?

Ordinary vernacular, country slang, and other things are similar to ordinary martial arts cultivation, and they are called the lower ninth rate, which is even lower than the status of limericks, and the status is even lower than that of limericks. If it is done well, it will be enough, and if it is not done well, the matter of increasing the literary name will be in vain.

Bai Nanyan pursed his lips tightly and snorted: "Greed is not enough to swallow elephants, he wants to use his reputation as a 'gentleman Huaide' to fight for the higher peak of 'gentleman harmony but difference'." ”

"Can you spell it?"

"It's hard, it's too hard. Bai Nanyan shook his head.

It is simple to write an essay with scenery, and it is also simple to write an essay with emotion, even if it is written with scenery and events, it is not very difficult for Baoyu, but to make poetry according to her requirements......

It's too difficult, it's hard to climb to the sky.

Many literati have been compared to sparrows, scolding them for being empty but not thinking about the country, scolding well, scolding properly, and scolding happily! However, in order to achieve the effect of 'gentlemen being harmonious but different,' they must inevitably reach the realm of 'harmony' after being 'different'. Baoyu must find a reason for everyone to be relieved in an article, and he can't overturn his previous scolding, if he overturns his own arguments, he will be a villain!

But these many requirements are inconsistent, even if they can't be written in a thousand words, let alone reflect them all in a poem? But it's right to think about it, the literary name of 'Gentleman Harmony but Difference' is beyond the reach of many people, and Baoyu wants to get it, how can he do it without some difficulty?

Bai Nanyan sneered: "Now he has planted it, and the cake I painted for him is too big, which makes him very greedy." Hey, compared to these, there is no word 'apology' in the article, but it is simple, and he is about to fall into his greedy urn. ”

There was silence for everyone downstairs, they were waiting for Baoyu's poems to come out, and at the same time, they were also waiting for the rise or fall of a talented man.

Malicious speculation, kind reminders, quiet waiting...... All kinds of eyes stared at Baoyu, watching him take two steps forward, watching him raise his drooping hair, raise his eyelids, and open his mouth, as if to groan.

Here it comes!

The crowd held their breath.

I saw that Baoyu's eyes were deep for a while, and suddenly a rhythm arose from his chest, just the beginning, which made everyone stunned and inexplicable.

Plain vernacular, country slang, yes, but they've never heard of this tune.

As if whispering softly in the ear, and as if in the dead of night, I was alone to the singing of the bright moon, which is the kind of sorrow that the soul emits in the deepest memory of my heart!

"Is it that if you are alone for too long, you always feel that time is doubling;

I don't know what I'm looking for, I just feel like I've lost a lot......

The star is still the same star, but the light is obscured by the haze~~

I miss the time when I didn't make sense, and you listened to the original rhythm ....."

The brightly lit hall suddenly went dark, as if all the lights had been swallowed by the terrifying beast, and everyone looked up to see a gust of wind swirling around, and bright stars lit up everywhere it blew.

"The vision of heaven and earth must be a famous chapter!"

"Oh my God, the three points of the Mu Judgment in "Song of Sparrows" didn't get the vision of heaven and earth, but we know it in our hearts and know that it is a famous chapter, but this ordinary vernacular, at most, is a rural slang, why can we get the vision of heaven and earth?"

"Shhh, don't make a sound, listen to Second Master Bao!"

There was a chaos below, Bai Nanyan also forgot what he thought at the beginning, his fingers trembled on the strings, and there was a voice roaring in the depths of his heart: Accompaniment! Accompaniment! Accompaniment to the piano! Accompaniment to the piano! This song sings to the hearts of the people, this tune is rare in the world, if there is no piano accompaniment, what kind of lover is she?

Don't look at Bai Nanyan is the flower of the marriage building, she is the most elegant on weekdays, and there is nothing else in her small pavilion except for the silk curtains, tables, chairs, piano cases, only a snow-white white jade zither is a valuable one in the house. Confucianism uses articles to settle the world, but in her heart, articles are not as good as guzheng.

An ancient style is nothing more than a zither. Bai Nanyan loved the zither like his life, his slender jade fingers trembled constantly, and he suddenly pressed the strings tightly, and muttered: "Don't worry, don't worry, listen to him sing for the time being." Si Baiyu, he is not worthy of you and me to accompany him, and wait, watch, and listen to him sing slowly......"

Lowered his voice and sang four sentences in one breath, Baoyu took a deep breath, breathed a breath, and then sang.

"You know how much I want to go back to the first time I turned the book,

Turn the first page and ask yourself what else you have.

Meet the old master, let the ring ruler snap,

Stern yourself not to be crushed by real life!"

Ordinary vernacular, sure enough, is ordinary vernacular! Country slang, sure enough, is also country slang! Singing here, the stars in the sky continue to dim, and it seems that the vision is about to disappear.

There was a long sigh in the hall - this ninth-rate article really can't become the climate, do you want to cut it halfway?

Bai Nanyan's fingers also moved away from the strings, and her beautiful eyes were lost for a while. "Sure enough, it's not worthy. She murmured softly.

Baoyu smiled lightly, and her voice suddenly rose:

"How many people give up their tomorrow for the present?

How many people are strangling today for tomorrow?

How many people parasitize themselves to deception for today?

And how many people deceive others just in exchange for a shred of dignity?

How many people live under the crotch of others for the sake of dignity?

How many people live under the crotch just for their own family?

How many people put on the mask of hypocrisy for the sake of a family?

How many people wear masks and laugh about their country and the world?

How many helpless people in this world are there to resist and struggle? After struggling, look in the mirror and ask yourself if it is him? The pages of Mengxue's book, the old master's precept ruler, do you still remember who was unforgettable in the first place to serve the family and the country?"

The stars suddenly brightened, turning into snow-white streamers and smashing into the hearts of everyone. Baoyu sighed, and saw that everyone's eyes were misty, and they seemed to be stuck in their inner thoughts, so they bent down slightly and said, "In this way, Baoyu is one step ahead." ”

No one responded, and no one said goodbye, Baoyu just smiled and left with Li Gui and Mingyan.

Zheng~~~

A piano sound wailed, and the thirteen-string white jade zither crackled a few times, and twelve strings suddenly broke, leaving only the most central one, trembling like silk.

Bai Nanyan's bright eyes widened, misty, and there was a glittering light: "Wrong, big mistake!" She stroked the only remaining string and sighed: "I underestimated him, underestimated his vernacular rough slang." Although this song is full of vernacular and sounds vulgar, every rhetorical question is tamed into people's hearts.

That's right, that's the truth, how much helplessness in this world has made you and me become people I don't know, and I'm still complacent, and I don't remember who I am. ”

She stroked the white jade guqin and said guiltily: "I was wrong and lost the opportunity to accompani." Si Baiyu, don't worry, I will give you another string, this song will also be won. ”

Chaos began to fall underneath, and bursts of sobbing came to my ears. Bai Nanyan lifted the purple curtain of the mandala, and said with a forced smile: "You benefactors are still satisfied with this song by Second Master Bao?"

"Satisfied! What's not to like!"

"Who dares to say that he is not satisfied, that is absolutely a conscience! Bao Erye's song sang all the helplessness of life and sang all our excuses...... What do you see? It's just an excuse! We eat the emperor's food and money, but we ignore the disaster victims and run here to be stubborn, aren't we being polished by life and forgetting our original intention?"

"Where do I see you? Do I feel that my eyes are sour, and if I rub them hard, I still feel sour......"