When Jia Qing finished reading the last two sentences, the audience was silent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is hard for Zhang Ziwen to imagine that such a bold and ambitious poem actually came from the mouth of such a young man who was not yet crowned. He used to be known as a prodigy, and he can fully sit on this title. He was once only twenty years old, and he was admitted to the first class of Guozijian from Shuntianfu School with his true ability.

That's right, as soon as he entered the National Prison, he entered Class A!

Then, two years later, he became a high school official under Xie Yuan, and became famous for a while.

He thought that no one in the younger generation of Beizhili should be able to stand out. Unexpectedly, today I actually saw such a talented and ambitious young man, and this young man is also a child of a wealthy family.

Suddenly, he took back a lot of the contempt he once had for the children of the big clan......

"Brother Jia Xian really didn't disappoint Brother Yu, after Brother Xian's poem, I'm afraid no one dares to write frogs anymore. The leader of today's poetry club, I'm afraid it will be one of Brother Zhang and Brother Xian. ”

Xie Guowei was completely convinced by Jia Qing. Originally, I thought that Jia Qing was just strong in arithmetic that was different from ordinary people, but later I was surprised to hear that he had shined in Liu's mansion, and I thought it was incredible, how could a young man far surpass his peers in many aspects? But now it's confirmed.

After today, Jia Qingshi's reputation can almost be confirmed.

Jia Qing said modestly: "Where, where, I just took some ingenuity, graffiti." Where can it be compared to the masterpieces of the senior brothers, let alone compared with the masterpieces of Senior Brother Zhang. ”

Jia Qing is not completely modest, although Chairman Mao's frog poem is definitely a masterpiece. However, this was only done when Chairman Mao was a child, and now it is very suitable for Jia Qing to use it.

But if it is said to be a work of the past and the present, it may not be. At least Jia Qing feels that on the whole, it is not as exciting as Zhang Ziwen's "New Thunder"!

After that, everyone ate some grilled fish, and after Hou Hu and the others resolutely refused to compose poems, the hour was almost the end of the hour, so they went to the place where they wrote poems together.

After all, it is a poetry club, and the merits of the works must be evaluated by the gentlemen in prison.

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Among the pavilions on the hillside. A group of officials of the Ministry of Rites and the gentlemen in the prison sat together to drink tea and chat, and sometimes the waiters brought in the works of the prisoners, and they would circulate them to each other, or when they came across a good work, they would watch it together, or point out the shortcomings, or praise its beauty, but it was a literary scene.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the lecturer of Class A said: "So far, although I have received hundreds of poems, but the number of remarkable works is only two, which is lower than my expectations. ”

As the main speaker of Class A, and the most responsible position in the entire Guozijian, he is indeed qualified to say this. Most of today's poems are also written by Class A supervisors.

Hearing him say this, Fang Shou didn't know what he thought, and looked down at Sun beside him: "I have long heard that Brother Xing has accepted a person with outstanding qualifications as an apprentice, I don't know if there are any poems written by him today?" ”

Hearing Fang Shou mention Zhang Ziwen, the corners of Sun Wang's mouth couldn't help but tilt up slightly, and he shook his head and said, "No, maybe he didn't come to the poetry meeting today." Ziwen's child worked hard, and I often persuaded him not to study too hard, but he always promised on his face, and he was still like that when he turned around.

Very pedantic. ”

That being said, the look of satisfaction on his face could be seen by anyone.

Wang Xianjue laughed and said, "Oh? Then I'd kind of like to see the demeanor of the Ling. ”

Sun looked down and wanted to be modest, when a waiter who was in charge of delivering poems came over to the door and said, "Here are five more poems......

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and Sun looked down and asked, "What did one person do?" ”

The waiter said, "Go back to my lord, I don't know this little one." ”

"Bring it!"

Sun looked down and took it, first looked at the signature, and when he saw that it was not the same person, he realized that he had thought too much. Smiled and handed the rest of the songs to the person next to him, Sun looked down and smiled: "It seems that they are here for a meeting, let's try it first, it's very interesting, I think this is the masterpiece they selected." ”

Then he looked down at the poem manuscript in his hand, and slowly, the smile on his face became thicker and thicker......

What he left behind was a manuscript of poetry by his disciple Zhang Ziwen.

The others wanted to make some comments after reading the poem, but when they looked up and saw that he was about to laugh like a chrysanthemum, they all held back.

Wang Xianjue said: "If Sun Xianjiu sees the treasures in the poem, why don't you tell it and listen to it, it's too unkind to be happy." He got Xie Guowei's poem manuscript, and he felt that it was a good poem, but looking at Sun's looking down expression, he also knew that he should be happy to see the hunt, so he couldn't help urging it.

Sun looked down and probably knew that he was a little out of shape, coughed lightly to cover up, and then passed the poem to Fang Shou. When Fang Shou took it and saw that the signature was "Zhang Ziwen", he smiled knowingly, pressed down the poem manuscript in his hand, but did not hand it to others, and only read Zhang Ziwen's poem manuscript:

"New Ray

Creation is silent but affectionate,

Every time in the cold, spring is born.

Thousands of purples and thousands of red arranged,

Just wait for the first sound of new thunder.

”

It's a good poem, but it seems to have a bit of a sense of rhetoric......

Seeing this, Lin Zhongyi below hurriedly told some of Zhang Ziwen's deeds to the people in the pavilion who didn't know. Because these words, whether it is Sun Qianwang or Class A, they are a little suspicious of praising their own children, so he came forward to explain.

Sure enough, as soon as such poems that show the will are matched with the author's deeds, the charm is instantly different. No more far-fetched meaning!

Wang Xianjue praised: "This is the champion of this department!" Sun sacrificed wine, and there were disciples who were so envious of others. Then he silently passed the manuscript of the poem in his hand to the people below......

With such a masterpiece in front of him, this one in his hand is not worth hyping up.

Just when everyone in the pavilion said that the leader of this poetry meeting must be this poem, they saw Fang Shou at the top smile mysteriously, took out the poem manuscript that was pressed under his arm and said: "Everyone, please comment on this ...... again."

Everyone looked stunned, and Wang Xianjue said in disbelief: "Could it be that there is a comparable former among these five poems?" ”

Fang Shou smiled slightly and said, "Then I have to ask you to judge together." Sun looked down and was even more happy, urging: "Brother Yunchu, read quickly!" ”

These are all students of Guozijian, of course, the more talents, the better.

"Frogs

Sitting alone in the pond like a tiger,

The green willow nourishes the spirit in the shade.

I don't speak first when spring comes,

What insect dares to make a sound! ”

Fang Shou's voice was subdued, as if he was imitating the absolute confidence of the author when he wrote this poem!

They are all words, but the angle of this poem is completely different from that of Zhang Ziwen. Writing everything, writing everything, but there is an indomitable belief hidden in it.

Sun looked down and asked, "What is the signature?" ”

Fang Shou had expected this question, and lightly spit out two words: "Jia Qing." ”

"Jia Qing?"

There was no one present who didn't know Jia Qing, because Jia Qing had just met with everyone in the pavilion in the morning.

Wang Xianjue said: "I thought I had a high opinion of that child, it turned out to be ...... His poetry talent was valued by Liu Lao, and it was really not a fluke. ”

Wang Xianjue's mood is very complicated......

Fang Shou knew that Wang Xianjue valued this poem, so he looked at the others again: "What do you think?" ”

Some others say that it is good, some say that it is not as good as the former, and some say that it is better than the former, but they do not say that it is bad.

Finally, Lin Zhongyi made a representative to express his views: "Both poems can be regarded as masterpieces, I will not elaborate on the poems themselves, I will only say one point." Zhang Ziwen's 'new thunder' perfectly shows that he is ready for everything, just waiting for the next year's blockbuster momentum in the science field, the so-called words have something, and muscles and bones coexist.

Jia Qing's 'Yong Frog', borrowing things to metaphor himself, and the angle is ingenious, which is also rare. But his imagination is better than reality, and it may be unfair to him to say this, after all, he is only eight or nine years old. But as far as the idea of the poem is concerned, I think 'new thunder' is better. ”

There is a certain amount of room for the definition of poetry, and it is understandable that some people like this kind and some people like another. However, it is clear that Lin Zhongyi's views are shared by more people.

In this regard, Fang Shou was as good as a stream, so he listed "Xinlei" on the list of the first in the poetry club.

He originally had no intention of letting Jia Qing sit on the top spot of this poetry club, and that name was really not important.