Chapter 364: Just Like the Water of the Yellow River Coming from the Sky (2)

The official surnamed Mu is only a seventh-grade official, and there is a difference of 108,000 miles from the second-grade Zhao Shangshu. If it were the Qing Dynasty, he would not dare to say such words. But the scholars of the Ming Dynasty had a strong iron backbone before the political atmosphere was corrupted.

In the eyes of officials surnamed Mu, Sun Dan's poems are naturally very exquisite, and as far as this "Mulan Ci" is concerned, it has faintly thrown out half a street of contemporaries. This is an objective fact that cannot be erased. But Zhao Shangshu couldn't see it, but said something like that, this is not deception, what else can it be?

Zhao Jian is not angry, he talks about things, and there is no official position in literary discussions. Although he was unhappy in his heart, he didn't want the official authority to suppress the official surnamed Mu, so he only said: "Sun Dan is also a scholar, and he learns the words of a sage." Looking at this "Mulan Ci", it is just a matter of men and women, and the style is not inferior in the first place, isn't it still a glamorous sound? ”

The official surnamed Mu was also anxious, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Zhao, words were originally sung and played by people in the market in the Song Dynasty, and they can't talk about any style. Back then, where there was well water, there was Liu Yongzi. It is written about the affairs of the market, and the singing is naturally about eating and drinking. It's not a moral article, and if you say so, you will inevitably be suspected of picking bones in eggs. ”

Zhao Jian replied: "You can't say that, although the word originated in the market, it is also a folk matter." But Su University can also make a big river to the east, Xin Qiji also wrote that he was drunk and picked up the lamp to see. It can be seen that there is nothing particular about literature in terms of carriers, the key is to look at what is written. I think that although Sun Dan has some talent, he is not a serious person. ”

The official surnamed Mu was a little dumbfounded, if he talked about eloquence, how could he compare to Zhao Shangshu, an old bureaucrat.

But he was still not convinced, and was thinking about finding words to refute it, but he heard a melodious sound of "Ding Ling".

The official surnamed Mu and Zhao Jian turned their heads at the same time, but saw that Sun Yingkui didn't know when he picked up a paper cutter and knocked it on the washing sheet containing water, and then sang leisurely.

Both of them were stunned, and when they listened carefully, it was the poem that Sun Dan had just written.

To be honest, Sun Yingkui's voice is extremely poor, and he is suspected of incomplete tones. But he just sang with his head shaken and shook his head, looking like he was enjoying it.

But the official surnamed Mu clapped his hands happily: "Good words and good songs, Sun Jingyuan's "Mulan Ci" should be paired with a resentful hole flute, in the haze on a moonlit night." Let Zhanbu sing is the best. ”

Zhao Jian was suddenly a little annoyed in his heart, this official surnamed Mu was already a nerd who didn't wake up, but Sun Yingkui used to be a straight gentleman, why is he so out of shape today. It's obviously a love poem, but it says that he wants Zhanbu to sing it. Zhan is not a person, a play, he travels among the ministers and nobles on weekdays, and when his name is mentioned, it makes people think of going to the side.

He coughed, and Sun Yingkui realized his gaffe and stopped.

Zhao Jian said lightly: "Okay, Sun Dan's "Mulan Ci" is indeed a bit good. However, the article is natural, and it is not true. Let him go, and if you are all right, you may as well read with me and calm your mind. ”

Sun Yingkui put down the paper cutter, but his chest continued to rise and fall due to excitement.

The official surnamed Namu refused to stay here, and lifted the hem of his clothes: "Two adults, I don't know what new works Sun Dan has for this delay just now, so the lower officials rushed over to take a look, and they left first." If he comes out new, I'll come and tell him at once. ”

"Nonsense, nonsense, writing poems and lyrics is not writing eight shares, how can it be said that it will come." Seeing that he was so unstable, Zhao Shangshu's face was difficult to look at.

At this time, the official surnamed Li ran in, shouting as he ran: "Come out, come out." ”

Looking at his appearance again, his hair was scattered and his hat was crooked.

Zhao Shangshu slapped the table and shouted, "What's out, what are you like now?" ”

The official surnamed Li suddenly laughed, then let out a sad voice, and choked up: "Sun Dan has made a new poem, Cangtian, how could he write it so quickly." Did he really win the favor of God and give him a dream pen? God, after reading a book all my life, how can I not write such a sentence. As he spoke, tears fell from his eyes.

"Bastard, bastard!" Zhao Shangshu still wanted to scold his mother, but when he heard the new poem written by Sun Dan read out from the mouth of the official surnamed Li, he froze.

The official surnamed Li laughed while crying, and read aloud: "The name of Sun Jingyuan's poem is "Remembering General Xu Out of Saibei"......

And when the pen is thrown, don't throw the chick and break the silk.

After more than ten years of tears and blood in the country, he boarded the boat and stayed three nights to see the flag.

Xin will sort out the remnants of the summer, crying and giving this poem sincerely.

Hundreds of millions of people are working together, with one heart and one mind. ”

The so-called General Xu is the great general Xu Da during the founding period of the Ming Dynasty. Looking at Sun Dan's literal meaning, it should be to describe the old things about Xu Da's army attacking Beiping and setting the northern border fortress for the Ming Dynasty.

In the poems, there is a heroic spirit that does not regret even if it dies and moves forward.

In fact, the three did not know that the original author of the poem copied by Sun Dan was the modern poet Guo Moruo. Although Lao Guo's character is not very good, he also said a lot of things against his will and did a lot of wrong things in the sixties and seventies, and no one even jokingly called Guo a hooligan. It is undeniable that in the thirties, Guo Moruo was still a hot-blooded person. This poem is about his own resolute return from Japan when Japan invaded China to serve the country and the nation. As soon as this poem came out, it became a sensation and inspired many enthusiastic young people to go to the front line of resistance against Japan. Therefore, as far as this poem is concerned, Guo Lao still has credit for the country and the nation.

Moreover, Guo Moruo was the leader of the literary world at that time, although he was famous for his modern poetry, his attainments in classical metrical poetry were quite profound, and he did not let the ancients.

The poetry of the Ming Dynasty was already in decline, and people in the literary world at that time were entangled back and forth between the pseudo-ancient and the anti-anti-ancient, arguing for a hundred years without distinguishing a winner or loser. And in the end, in the Ming Dynasty, it seems that there is really no grammatical poem that can be mastered.

Lao Guo wrote a lot of rubbish words in his later years, but even if this poem was taken to the Ming Dynasty, it was first-class.

Zhao Jian also led a few days of soldiers during the Huan Trench Rebellion and saw blood. Although he was born as a literati, he had a pride in his chest. Hearing Sun Dan's poem, he suddenly seemed to have returned to the war-torn era, and muttered: "When you put pen to paper, time to write again...... This Sun Dan is still a little talented, and such sentences can be written......"

For a while, Zhao Shangshu was stunned.

"Okay, a good chest with blood, a pen with pride, a good Sun Jingyuan!" Sun Yingkui picked up the paper cutter again and knocked it on the washer, and sang loudly.

At the end of the song, he howled: "Hurry, hurry, there are two masterpieces of this poem, Sun Jingyuan deserves the title of the world's first celebrity, how can Sun Yingkui not admire the five-body throw, and is willing to go for Sun Donghaimen!" ”

Sun Dan is a native of Zouping, Shandong, which belonged to Donghai County in ancient times, and was mostly called Sun Donghai by people at that time. “

Sun Yingkui's words woke up the official surnamed Li who was fascinated by listening to him singing just now, and he stomped his foot: "No, I have to go to Sun Dan's examination house to guard, maybe there is a new one." ”

After saying that, he ran out of the lobby.

Zhao Jian woke up from the demon barrier at this time, "Hey! A sigh: "It's not easy for ordinary people to get a single sentence of such poems, Sun Dan has already written two poems in a row, how can he write them again, how can he be so wonderful." ”

Sun Yingkui nodded again and again: "Lord Zhao is right, Sun Dan's two poems have made me wait for the heavens, even if he writes it again, for a while, how can it be better than this." ”

Zhao Jian lowered his gaze to the book in his hand: "Ying Kui, it's better to read a few pages of the book." If you don't calm down, how will you invigilate the exam? ”

Sun Yingkui: "Yes, my lord is right, I read a few pages of "University" to restrain my mind. Hey, Sun Jingyuan's poems are like magic, almost breaking the heroic spirit that I have cultivated for many years. ”

After speaking, he took out a copy of "University" from the bookshelf, and was about to read it, when the official surnamed Mu who had gone out earlier came back.

His appearance was even more embarrassed than the official surnamed Li just now, with a pair of bare feet, and he didn't know where his shoes had been lost: "Here it is again, here it is again, Sun Jingyuan has a new work." It's three points more wonderful than those two poems just now, I'm so lucky, I'm so lucky! ”

Sun Yingkui was stunned, and the book in his hand fell to the ground: "How is it possible, how can it be more exciting than just now?" Sun Jingyuan is not endless, could it be that he has a heavenly river in his chest, and the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky? ”

Zhao Jian was also slightly moved: "What is written, read it and listen to it." ”

The official surnamed Mu hurriedly replied: "Actually, I didn't finish it, I only read two sentences, and I couldn't help but come over to report, it's a poem." ”

Zhao Jian was displeased: "What did you run over to do without reading it, how do you know if you didn't finish writing?" ”

The official surnamed Mu said: "Just in terms of the first two sentences, they are worthy of the word masterpiece." I've read books for so many years, and I haven't eaten mutton or seen sheep run, so I can tell the difference clearly. ”

Zhao Shangshu sneered: "I don't believe it." ”

The official surnamed Mu read aloud: "** Cold autumn, Xiangjiang River to the north, orange island head." Look at the mountains red all over, the forests are dyed; The river is clear and transparent, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream. ”

Sun Yingkui exclaimed: "Is it "Qin Yuanchun"? As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian was shocked when he heard these two sentences, he nodded, and suddenly threw the book in his hand on the ground: "Let's go, take a look." Let's see how much this Sun Dan can write today? ”

At this moment, Zhao Shangshu, who was old and serious, finally couldn't stabilize. Hurriedly took Mu and Sun and ran towards Sun Dan's examination house.

Before he got to the ground, he found that Sun Dan's examination room was already full of people, all of whom were the same examiners under Zhao Shangshu, and the number was at least ten or more.

The passage between the test houses is already narrow, and so many people stand at one stop, and it is crowded and impassable.

All the examiners stared at it with excitement on their faces, lest they miss a word.

There are even people holding paper in one hand and a pen in the other hand to record quickly.