Chapter 13: Poetry Fights Poetry
Although Zhong Xuan is not knowledgeable and greedy for fame, he is still not stupid, he heard everyone laughing at the beginning, and he was complacent, thinking that this year's poetry Kui had been easily pocketed, but at this moment, looking around, thinking about what the informant said on weekdays, how could this southern literati be so appreciative of his face, and one by one he also smiled and leaned back, as if he was looking at the harlequin again.
The fat big hand was clenched into a meat fist, and Zhong Xuan, who was on the top of the big belly, looked around again, the difference was that this time there was no smile on his face, and a pair of angry eagle eyes were like staring at the prey, and he wanted to write the lambs that laughed at him into the book of life and death.
Just staring at it in such a circle, everyone's laughter has stopped instantly, and everywhere they look, they all look down and squint, avoiding the fierce light of cannibalism.
"Good! Good poem! It's so well written!" Zhong Lixiong finally straightened the sleeping Beijing lying and sitting posture, stepped on the seat of the poetry platform with his feet directly, applauded loudly, applauded again and again, and shouted after speaking, "Today's poet is none other than Brother Xuan!"
With Zhong Lixiong in this rhythm, several Zhongfu subordinates who served on the side shouted even more happily, and when Zhong Xuan looked around, there were also literati who were under pressure and stood up weakly, although they were smiling on their faces, they were applauding perfunctorily with great reluctance, and they were weak.
With Zhong Lixiong's help, the fat murderous aura on Zhong Xuan's face was finally a little less, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the seat.
Everyone laughed again, Zhong Xuan looked around again, and after everyone stopped, he walked towards the high platform seat in a gloomy manner, who could care about the muddy water and the two strings of gold silk and red embroidered bayberry that were stained by the sludge.
At this time, an hour has passed since the beginning of the poetry meeting, and most of the poets in the audience have recited the participating poems, even Ye Fu and the little junior sister also showed their hands, as for Lin Xiao, he did not come on stage to participate, first, he was a little timid, not to mention the battle of nearly 100 people, which is really a lot, and secondly, this poetry is also a pleasure, if you really want to learn poetry, you have to look at the compulsory education textbook published by the People's Education Publishing House - "Chinese".
Seeing that everyone hadn't been on stage for a long time, Li Guinian thought that no one was participating anymore, and was just about to get up to announce the end and carry out the last step of voting for the poet, when Zhong Lixiong suddenly stood up and shouted: "Slow!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhong Li stepped on his feet and flew down in the center of the poetry platform, causing a burst of whispering and scolding.
For decades, thousands of poets in the south have come to the stage to chant respectfully, bowing and saluting without any mistakes.
"Why, Li Guinian, I can't chant poetry in the Southern Poetry Society?" Zhong Li said arrogantly, calling Li Guinian so bluntly that all the literati gritted their teeth.
Li Guinian closed his eyes and said nothing, and asked for his right hand.
Seeing that Li Guinian didn't take care of himself, and the other party was a high-level battle powerhouse in the Spirit King Duan, Zhong Lixiong was no longer bored, took out the poems that had already been prepared from his cuffs, stood still, and read aloud:
"East Cloudy Snow"
Enjoy the snow in the east and bloom in the south, such as being peony and begonia.
I am afraid that it is difficult for Zhao Chang to paint, and the spring breeze will rise again.
As soon as the poem was read, nearly 100 writers on the poetry stage gritted their teeth, eager to go up and pick his skin, pull his tendons, one person and one sentence:
βFor the South.β
Ye Fu on the side was even more angry and hammered his thigh: "This Zhong Lixiong! just, just, just ......" held back for a long time before scolding:
"Just a bastard!"
Lin Xiao's face was full of black lines, Ye Fu was a scholar in the end, at this level of scolding, he really couldn't live for three days in Zu'an.
But Lin Xiao also didn't understand something, this Zhong Li Xiong's song "Dongyin Snow", except for the first sentence and the last sentence, he could feel hostile, and the other two sentences couldn't hear a reason, so he could only ask Ye Fu for advice at the moment.
Hearing Lin Xiao's inquiry, Ye Fu calmed down somewhat, his face was still angry, and he patiently answered for Lin Xiao in his words:
"This first sentence, 'Enjoying the snow in the east is in the south, such as being a peony and a begonia.' In fact, it doesn't hurt to have only the first sentence, although the two countries are separated by a strip of water, there have been many conflicts over the centuries, and the people's grievances have not disappeared, and some verbal confrontations can be understood. But the important thing is the last sentence 'such as peony and begonia'. β
"Why?" Lin Xiao asked.
Ye Fu explained: "This 'such as peony and begonia' is said: 2,500 years ago, the princes of the Spring and Autumn Period fought for hegemony, at that time in the territory of our southern country, there were two overlords of Wu Wang and Yue Wang contended. β
"After the king of Yue, he worked hard to develop production internally, rewarded childbirth, and respected talents, so as to stabilize the people's livelihood, enrich the resources of soldiers, win the hearts of the people, consolidate unity, and enhance the comprehensive national strength."
"Externally, the king of Yue was close to Qi, deeply tied to Jin, and solid in Chu, and favored Wu, which encouraged King Wu's desire to love the palace and women, causing him to build a large number of buildings and consume national strength; through bribery, he expanded the internal contradictions of Wu and undermined unity. β
Twenty years later, King Yue led his army to break through the capital of Wu, which had been besieged for three years, and annexed the whole country. β
Lin Xiao: "I've watched this episode ......"
Ye Fu asked rhetorically: "Then do you know what the national flower of this Yue Kingdom and Wu Kingdom is?"
"Peonies and begonias?"
"Yes. Ye Fu nodded, "This Zhong Lixiong uses flowers as a metaphor, comparing Dongyin to the Yue Kingdom, and the Southern Kingdom to the Wu Kingdom, and vainly saying that our Nanguo will be like the Wu Kingdom, which was annexed by the Yue Kingdom, and it is even more infuriating!" Ye Fu smashed his fist on the wooden seat of the poetry platform, and there was indescribable sadness in his eyes:
"Our southern country is facing enemies on all sides, a land of a hundred battles, and has been constantly conquering with various countries for decades, and the territory has been greatly reduced, and although Dongyin is in a corner, there have been very few wars in the past two hundred years, and now the masters of the Eastern Shadow Department are like clouds, and it is rumored that there is also a strong hand in the Spirit Saint Section, these years ......"
Speaking of this, Ye Fu deliberately leaned close to Lin Xiao, looked around, and whispered: "Over the years, the Dongyin Zhong family has relied on the Queen Mother to corrode our southern country very deeply, half of the civil and military officials are relatives and henchmen, and the feudal princes have torn the territory of our southern country apart, maybe ......" Ye Fu lamented as if he died:
"Maybe one day, our elephant in the south may really be swallowed by this insidious Dongyin snake. β
As soon as he heard this, Lin Xiao suddenly felt that something was wrong. His father is the left minister, his mother is a princess, and his old cousin who has never met is the emperor.
In the days to come, as long as you don't die, live diligently, go to a well-off life in a down-to-earth manner, don't pursue any wives and concubines, spend money like dirt, have your parents' family background, be a doctor with peace of mind, save lives and help the injured every day, and then find a suitable girl, it can be regarded as a happy and beautiful life.
Now it seems that not to mention finding a sister to live, maybe one day this southern country will be ended by this family surnamed Zhong, and then beat his family as a rebel and thief, and a thief will shout to be a thief, and he will die a whimper.
"Isn't there any way for us to fight against it?" Lin Xiao worried, judging from years of learning experience, even if there is a problem that he can't do, he might as well write a "solution", and maybe he will solve it.
Looking at Lin Xiao's face full of question marks, Ye Fu still said the answer for Lin Xiao's "solution": "Now there are 80 million people in the south, and the biggest reliance is only ......" Saying, Ye Fu pointed to Lin Xiao.
"Me?!" Lin Xiao exclaimed, huh~ You know all about me being the male protagonist?
"Yu Nanzong. After Ye Fu finished speaking, Lin Xiao breathed a long sigh of relief, you must be careful in any world, otherwise you will be hammered in minutes.
"You don't understand the second line of Zhong Lixiong's poem. β
Lin Xiao evolved into a rattle.
Ye Fu continued to teach: "You should know who Zhao Chang is in the second sentence 'I'm afraid it is difficult for Zhao Chang to paint, and the spring breeze is rising again in the south'."
"Most of my elder brother doesn't know...... Zhao Chang is the personal teacher of Grandmaster Li. The little sister of Jade Butterfly replied, in the cultural exam on weekdays, the history of the Yunan Sect will also be examined.
"Is it Zhao Chang who gave that little Wuji Yimei Sixue Qin to Grandmaster Li?" Lin Xiao remembered that Li Guinian had mentioned the origin of the qin.
Ye Fu nodded: "Back then, the alliance of the Six Nations, together with all the large and small marquis, invaded our southern country in six ways. It was still the sect leader Zhao Chang who led nearly a thousand cultivators of the Imperial Southern Sect, and your father and King Han to resist the invading enemy together. β
"The war lasted for more than a year, and all countries had ghosts and their own calculations, and they didn't do their best to kill them, but Zhao Chang, who was about to enter the spiritual saint, was still sacrificed in the earth-shattering "Battle of the Seven Emperors". Speaking of this, Ye Fu and Jade Butterfly's expressions revealed infinite regret, the strongest person in the history of the Southern Kingdom had finally fallen to the life and death of the Spirit Saint Section.
"I see. Lin Xiao also felt a little regretful when she heard it, and she probably guessed the full meaning of the poem at the moment, "So the meaning of Zhong Lixiong's last sentence is that after this winter, wait until next spring, this humiliating national martyrdom in the history of the southern kingdom will appear again, and this time, even if there is a second Zhao Chang, he will not be able to rely on painting skills to keep the peace of the southern country." β
Ye Fu nodded helplessly, only hating that he didn't devote himself to cultivation to join the Yunan Sect back then, at this time, even if Li Guinian's skills were half of his strength, he could serve the country, not just write a sharp pen, and write full of tragic and heroic efforts.
Lin Xiao has played all kinds of online games for more than ten years in his previous life, and he has always been the enemy who does not offend me, I do not offend others, if the enemy offends me, I will endure it again and again, and if it is really unbearable, then there is no need to endure it anymore, lose or lose it, and start typing at the speed of light.
Today's series of troubles, this Dongyin Zhong Lixiong repeatedly made insulting remarks, and finally came to a well-prepared shouting poem, which is really a great shame, this time no matter whether others can bear it or not, Lin Xiao no longer bears it, and at the moment he seriously inspired Ye Fu:
"Brother Ye, your poetry is amazing, you go up again, make a fight poem on the spot, and give that bear a freestyle. β
Ye Fu really didn't have a trick, and explained: "There are rules in the poetry club, and each person can only go on stage once." β
"No wonder. Lin Xiao instantly understood, "No wonder this bear deliberately waits until the last appearance, so that even if there is a southern poet to fight back, it will not be able to come on stage due to the rules, there is one thing to say, this trick is wonderful~~~"
On the poetry stage, Li Guinian looked at the fact that no one had come on stage for a long time, and opened his mouth: "Since there is no little friend on stage, then today's poetry meeting is here......"
"I'm going to battle!" Lin Xiao shouted loudly, raised his right hand, ran quickly, and came to the center of the poetry platform, with an imperceptible evil smile on the corner of his mouth, so chic and handsome, handsome over Eminem, with words in his mouth:
"You can see the power of nine-year compulsory education~ Let you see who Poem God is. β