Why is the atmosphere so weird?

But did the boy make some bullshit limericks?

Why are everyone's expressions so weird, as if there are relatives from their daughter's house.

The beautiful singer in charge of singing was very surprised, why everyone looked like that after seeing the poems written by that young man, it felt strange

After a few minutes, the silent atmosphere suddenly became noisy, everyone was talking to themselves or talking to each other or whispering questions, and the atmosphere upstairs became like a vegetable market:

"Although the artistic conception is beautiful, the feelings are sincere, and fresh and elegant, but it always feels weird, what kind of word plate is this, I can't find the corresponding word brand name, it's really playing the piano, will I write poetry?"

"A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy can also have the feeling of 'knowing half of everything'? Your acquaintances are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and there are no flash floods and earthquakes, can they still be scattered? ”

"I'm afraid that the students and scholars of the entire Huaining County are worried that we will be so exquisite about their top talents, in order to cover up his masterpieces of a line of egrets on the ancient road outside the long pavilion, they will work together to help the top list of talents concoct it, but it's a pity that the poem is hopeless, and the power of Huaining County can only make such nondescript poems."

"I copied it from somewhere else."

"I also feel that I copied it from somewhere else, I don't know how much it cost to buy it, how can a teenager make such poems?"

"This kid wants to be famous and want to go crazy, buy this poem and empty his family."

At first, people's voices were not loud, just tentative questioning, but I didn't expect that many of us were questioning, so the exchange collided with sparks, and the voice became louder. At first, everyone questioned the name of the poem, and then questioned the content of the poem.

"You wrote this poem?" Zhou Xuezheng, who couldn't take his eyes off the poems for a long time, finally removed his eyes from the poems, but there were a lot of questions in his heart, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at Zhu Ping'an, stared at his eyes, and asked loudly.

When I didn't see this young man, I heard people talk about his behavior of being bitten by a snake and smelling birds and eating, drinking and sleeping in the county exam, Zhou Xuezheng can be said to be a fire in his heart, and he also sketched the image of the young man in his heart: fat head and big ears, and incompetent.

But when I saw this young man, I found that he was a simple peasant boy with a simple face, but he had never seen the world and was greedy and a complete waste of his parents' hard-earned money, which also made him very disgusted.

When everyone laughed at it just now, this young man was calm and calm, which made him a little surprised.

When he held a pen in one hand and splashed ink with his sleeve in the other, and the poem came into his hand, his surprise was not a few points, but full.

What kind of boy is this boy? The questions came one after another, making Zhou Xuezheng unable to help himself.

The entire Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China and even modern poems are "written" by me, no matter which one of the poems in this world has not yet appeared, they will be through my hands, the first time they come to this world, I am the first to launch, how can it not be mine.

"Yes, late life is not good at poetry, and this poem took months to conceive in later life." Zhu Ping'an replied very calmly and modestly, without a bit of arrogance, and he was a simple young man.

"Someone questioned the name of the word, what is your explanation?" Zhou Xuezheng listened to Zhu Ping'an's first answer, and then raised another question.

Hearing Zhou Xuezheng's question, everyone upstairs was very interested and wanted to see how the young man answered.

Because Zhu Ping'an's "Farewell" really can't find any corresponding name.

"That late student just said, the late student is not good at poetry, the ancients are all a song with a fixed key structure, and the lyrics have to be compared to their tune to fill in the words, the late student tried several times, but was not satisfied. Either the words are out of tune, or they don't fit the words. One day, the late student accidentally read "Ruan Langgui" by Xin Qiji, everyone in the Song Dynasty, and felt quite a little about the lower half of Ruan Langgui, so he separated the lower half of the "Ruan Langgui" word card, adjusted the rhythm slightly, and made this "farewell" after several months. He was not good at poetry in his later years, and the inappropriateness made Zhou Lao laugh. ”

Zhu Ping'an dared to bring this "Farewell" by Master Li Shutong of the Republic of China here to use, and he had already thought about the rhetoric in his heart, how could he be targeted.

Therefore, Zhu Ping'an's answers were fluent, neither silent nor arrogant, and his words were conclusive, and he was very sincere.

After all, everyone is full of poetry and books, and Xin Qiji's "Ruan Langgui" is no stranger to them:

The lights in front of the mountain are about to be dusk, and the mountains come and go with clouds.

There are several villages in the sound of partridges, and Xiaoxiang meets the old people.

Waving a feather fan, a whole towel, and a juvenile saddle horse dust.

Now he is emaciated and endowed with souls, and the Confucian crown is more misplaced.

The second half is exactly the same as what Zhu Ping'an said, "Waving a feather fan, a whole scarf, and a young saddle horse dust." Now the haggard endowment summons the soul, and the Confucian crown is more misguided", except for the slight difference in the rhythm of the plain, it is indeed the second half of Ruan Langgui.

In layman's terms, a word is the lyrics of a song, and a word board is actually the name of a sheet music with a fixed key structure. Writing words is to fill in words into a fixed score, so writing words is also called filling in words. The word card is not innate, and it also has its origin and development process, so Zhu Ping'an's farewell according to the second half of Ruan Langgui's farewell, although it is a bit bold and nonsense, it is also reasonable.

"Well, although there is something wrong, but we are not pedantic, this word is fresh and refined, and it is not out of the ordinary; However, knowing half of your friends and a pot of turbid wine are full of joy, how can you explain it, why do you know half of your friends and half of your remaining joy when you are still young? ”

Zhou Xuezheng let go of the word card for the time being, but he had doubts about the words in Zhu Ping'an's farewell.

"Zhou Lao can see my situation today, full of friends, but there is no one who knows each other, otherwise how can a joke be made; In the past, the friends of the general horns, or farming in the wilderness, or working in the rich family, running around to make a living; When you think about it, you can't help but feel that you have a lot of friends. As for a pot of turbid wine, it is I who am sad to give new words. ”

Zhu Ping'an bowed in the direction of Zhou Xuezheng, and his honest face also had a lonely expression at the right time.

Li Lao and Zhao Lao, who were sitting next to Zhou Xuezheng, heard this, nodded, and agreed with Zhu Ping'an's statement, from the moment they entered the room, they felt that the students and scholars of Tongcheng, Taihu and other counties targeted Zhu Ping'an, even the students of the same county who sat at the same table with Zhu Ping'an did not seem to be so enthusiastic about it, and the thirteen-year-old boy was indeed lonely in a group of people who were a circle older than him.

"Then, why are you eating, drinking, and sleeping in the examination room?" This is almost Zhou Xuezheng's last question.

Although it is not impossible to eat, drink and sleep in the examination room, it is also a township test that you are not allowed to leave the examination room for several days, and you must not do anything about it.

"Oh, there's a reason for that. When I was young, I was fatter, and my mother loved me very much; When I grew up, I lost weight, and my mother often blamed herself for not taking good care of me, and this was the first time I was away from my parents. I thought that after I left home, I would eat more and gain more weight, and when I came home, I hoped that my mother would feel that I had gained weight when she saw me for the first time, so that my mother would not worry about worrying about self-blame. Of course, the late life is also greedy, hehe"

Zhu Ping'an smiled a little embarrassedly, what he said was very sincere, and his eyes were full of thoughts of his hometown parents.

Zhu Ping'an's words made many students and scholars who were far away from home miss their parents, and also made the older people feel deeply.

"Idiot!" Zhou Xuezheng sighed and waved his hand to signal Zhu Ping'an to sit down.

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