"Insist that the green mountains will not relax, and the roots will be ------ in the broken rocks"

On the VIP seat, the prefect held a piece of paper in his hand, and read this poem that was said to be Li Qian's poem softly, and couldn't help nodding again and again, and smiled at Shen Wei beside him: "Li Jianguo is a talented person, no wonder the lord of the ministry will praise it so much!" ”

The prefect of Hangzhou is named Yao Chun, who is in his early forties, very fat, and his face is probably because of a lot of meat, but he looks full of blessings on his face, and he also looks very kind. He is also only from a person's background, which is normal in the Hongwu Dynasty, and there are not many Jinshi who have climbed up to the new Dengke, and the background of the magistrate is generally not high.

Governor Yao has been an official for many years, and his ability to deal with people is naturally not weak, and he can also chat a few words with Shen Wei. Although he had no friendship with Shen Wei before, and he hadn't even met a few times, he only stammered once when Shen Wei returned to his hometown and province.

In fact, what happened on the side of the poetry club, the officials in the VIP seat, Shen Wei and other detached eunuchs, and a group of celebrities had already known, but they all chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and only sent their henchmen to inquire about the news.

According to their identities, they can't easily come forward in this matter, everyone has their own considerations, they are all weighing the pros and cons, and the little abacus in their hearts is called a "crackling".

Originally, this is really not a big deal, at least for the officials, it has nothing to do with their own bodies. Because according to the regulations of the imperial court, it is impossible for a magistrate to serve in his own nationality, and his normal term of office is three years, and he will basically be transferred out when his term expires------ so the officials do not need to care about this kind of problem, as long as it does not turn into a group brawl.

And the eunuchs and celebrities, although they are from Hangzhou, are not easy to intervene casually. The reason, of course, is to cherish feathers, and the prestige that can be saved in half a lifetime cannot be easily damaged. Therefore, they are also cautious in dealing with this matter, and when they are not sure of their ability to suppress the Jiangxi heroes, they will not take it lightly.

What the? Hangzhou Shilin was slapped in the face? What does this have to do with me? It's just a small poetry competition, even if it's pressed this time? In the end, which province has the most prosperous literary style, and it is not the number of Jinshi to see? What is the origin of the people who are in the top three before the palace examination?

Therefore, although the dispute provoked by Jiangxi this time is not small, in the eyes of these top celebrities, it is still just a game of playing at home, and it is just a small fight. Don't look at the more than 20 people who came from Jiangxi, they are also known as "famous Confucians", to put it bluntly, they are just some famous in their hometowns, who still knows them when they go out of this province?

Only the small group of people sitting in the VIP seat are truly transcendent, and they are well-deserved Hongru! It's not about learning, it's about personal prestige.

Shen Wei didn't expect that Li Qian was not present, but he still relied on a song "Welcome Song" to beat the crowd, which can be said to have earned a lot of face for Hangzhou Shilin. He was also in a very good mood at this time, so he also nodded with a smile and responded: "But it's not just that I praise it so much, but even today's saints have a lot of appreciation for Li Qian's little friend, isn't this a well-known thing?" ”

Governor Yao smiled and nodded, but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, because Shen Wei was happy, and the change in his title made him hear something different, although he always knew that Shen Wei was very fond of Li Qianzhi's talent.

You must know that a high-ranking official like Shen Wei, even if he has become a senior official now, his status and energy cannot be underestimated. But he actually admired a young man so much, to the extent that he judged himself as an equal------

Governor Yao, who was guarding the side, suddenly felt at this moment that his ears and eyes were so closed?

At the same time, he is also deeply remorseful, because he had been invited by the Zhao family to write an excerpt to impeach Li Qian------ anyway, everyone is doing this, as the prefect of Hangzhou, Yao Chun feels that it is not too much to have more of himself, and it is not too much to have less of himself! Of course, the main reason is that the generous gift sent by the Zhao family really makes him unable to refuse------

Fortunately, there are many impeached officials, and his own small Hangzhou prefect is mixed in it, which is not too conspicuous. At that moment, he quietly changed the topic, pointed to Li Qian's poem and said: "I really like the last two sentences of this poem, 'Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is from east to west, north and south', which reflects the integrity of my generation of literati!" Tsk, dripping, dripping! ”

When Shen Wei heard this, he also looked down at the poem in his hand and smiled: "It's really good!" Although this poem is a little straightforward, it is rare that there is no accumulation of flowery rhetoric, and there is no suspicion of being pretentious, only a few simple words can be used to elevate its idea------ this Li Qian's poetic talent, even the old man is ashamed of himself! ”

"Exactly! This word is also very wonderful, placed on today's Duanyang Festival, it can be said that it is timely and unbelievable, this is actually a poem that has been inscribed on the painting before, and given to friends------"

"Haha------"

Shen Wei also felt funny when he thought about it, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, and his hearty laughter attracted the sideways glances of the people around him. He didn't care either, and only cared about the evaluation with Governor Yao.

This poem uses objects to metaphorize people, and it is indeed appropriate to the occasion, showing the integrity of the martyrs of our generation such as Dr. Qu vividly, and it is no wonder that those scholars in Jiangxi no longer write poems ------. Such a poem, I am afraid that there is only 'Who has not died since ancient times?' Leave Dan to take care of the sweat and green' and other good sentences, can it be superior, right? ”

As he spoke, he looked at the scene of the poetry meeting in the distance, his smile turned slightly cold, and he said in a slightly sarcastic tone: "With those people, they can't make such poems!" ”

Not only them, but also the entire VIP seat, including the place where the literati gathered below, were all commenting on Li Qian's poem. This time, without exception, the scholars of Hangzhou chose to praise him, and the reason is self-evident.

And at the scene of the poetry meeting at this moment, just as Shen Wei said, most of the famous Confucians in Jiangxi are scratching their ears and cheeks, thinking hard, but they can't write better poems------ there is a faint feeling of "no matter how you put the pen down".

"Alas------ old man is ashamed of himself, ashamed of himself!"

An old man about fifty years old with white hair and beard took the lead in putting down the brush in his hand and sighed: "This son is a poet who is talented in the world, and his talent is demonic, and he is really not comparable to us!" ”

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately nodded in agreement, and they put down their pens one after another------ no way, they have been sitting here thinking about it for more than half an hour, but they always feel a burst of irritability in their hearts, and there is no inspiration in their minds.

The peaceful state of mind has been lost, that is, even the most ordinary poems are difficult to make again------ it is really impossible to do it! With this jewel in front of him, who is willing to force himself to write some unsightly poems and laugh generously?

So they agreed that today is not to try to win back a city, it is better to leave early, so as not to stay here again and be embarrassed------ although they are unwilling, but what can they do? They're desperate too!

It's a fact that skills are not as good as people, so why struggle to do some useless work?

Seeing that everyone got up and left, Zhang Fuheng was a little unhappy, and hurriedly chased after him and said, "Seniors, seniors, please stay!" Let's listen to the words of the juniors------"

The crowd stopped and looked at him in silence.

"Now that we have not succeeded, why are our predecessors in a hurry to leave? The younger generation thinks that we still have a chance! Zhang Fuheng arched his hand at them as he spoke, and said with a straight face: "Since ancient times, there is no first, who dares to assert that his Li Zhongqing's poem must be better than ours?" I also ask you seniors to think more and make a few poems of the same level as him to ------Hehe, when the time comes------"

"At that time, we can unanimously agree that this welcome pine is slightly inferior to one of our poems!" Zhou Chen and the two who followed him took over his words, in fact, this is also the result of the discussion between the three of them, "No matter how bad it is, it can be said that it is comparable!" In this way, we can have an explanation when we go back, right? ”

"No!"

The old man from before immediately refused, looked at the three of them and sneered: "How can my generation of literati do such a shameless thing? If the skill is not as good as the person, what is the 'poetry of the same level'? It is clearly far-fetched, Handan toddler, and it is pretentious to say that it is sad to give new words! Who else can make a masterpiece comparable to this poem? Hmph, the old man advises you to wait a sentence, don't draw a tiger and become an anti-dog, stop laughing! ”

The old man was obviously very prestigious in Jiangxi Shilin, and after he left with such a sentence, everyone obeyed.

Although Zhang Fuheng was unwilling, he was also helpless, because even Zhou Chen and the others, who were originally persuaded by him, only hesitated a little, and left behind everyone.

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After verification, Li Qian finally came to the conclusion that the aesthetics of the ancients were indeed slightly different from those of modern people. Of course, this does not include certain aspects------ such as the way men look at women, which is more consistent.

Ancient and modern scales are generally common, so according to Li Qian's knowledge of music theory in this life, it is not too difficult to play a piece that will only be available in later generations, although the first attempt is still a little rusty.

After playing the song "Rain Breaks Jiangnan", Li Qian asked Zijin Zipei and the others how they felt, and they hesitated, and only gave a "good" comment.

In this regard, Li Qian only felt slightly disappointed.

Because he understands that it is normal for people of this era to be unaccustomed to such a melody when they first hear it, and he only uses a monotonous yaoqin to play, so there will be no fewer flaws. I just thought that I could buy a few courtesans or something in the future, and use the erhu and flute, plus the flute to play the ensemble, and see if I could find the most perfect melody.

Of course, he won't be too relieved about this matter, it's just a blind dream in his spare time. It would be a bit whimsical to promote modern songs in this era, and even if it could really be effective, Li Qian would not do such a thankless task.

The two maids had already sent Li Qian to sleep, and he was lying in the yard bored by himself, taking a leisurely rest. I don't know how long it took, the subordinate who was sent out came back, and brought a slightly shocking piece of news-

I made another poem today and became famous!

Li Qian scratched his head, a little unclear about the situation, and the little guy told him in detail about the cause and effect of the incident with an excited face------ he really couldn't help but be excited, his young master was really too angry!

People can fight poetry when they lie at home, who else in the world?