These seven words, at first glance, have no skills at all, and they are so straightforward that they are not much better than the previous ones, two pieces, three or four pieces.

But on the contrary, these seven words and the first three sentences have had a huge reaction.

"Hey, one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces. Nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces, flying into the plum blossoms are gone. Why does it feel so catchy and rhymed to read? ”

Zhang Cheng read these four sentences together, and was suddenly shocked.

In fact, no matter how narrated and written, this poem is not the best.

However, everyone likes poetry, but in fact, they just like the charm and momentum of poetry. Therefore, a good poem does not necessarily need superfluous nonsense to embellish, as long as it can grasp the core point of things, the poem will become.

From this point of view, the merit of this poem is to grasp this feeling of a hundred rivers returning to the sea, all things returning to the emptiness: snowflakes slowly falling from the sky, they seem to be the same, but when you look closely, they are slightly different. In the vast space between heaven and earth, they each flew and moved, but finally fell into a snow-white plum blossom without a trace, leaving only an empty white.

Poetry and music should never be high and low, but should be connected with the masses. This requires that the work must be easy to understand before it can go from shallow to deep.

The poem that Zhu Gaoxu recited is very white, and it is so white that it cannot be overstated. But philosophically, there is no problem. The plum blossom is white, the snow is also white, and the snow falls on the plum blossom, and it is still there, but you can't see it, as if it is gone. There is not a single word snow in the whole poem, but every word is written in snow.

This poem is similar to the generality of the country.

Fang Xiaoru suddenly realized and said to himself: "I see, I see." It's really a different way to put the finishing touch. ”

He couldn't help but look at Zhu Gaoxu, his eyes burning. It is said that literati are light, but because of this poem, he is full of admiration for Zhu Gaoxu.

Isn't this kind of skill of appreciating elegance and vulgarity exactly what all literati diligently pursue?

Not only Zhang Cheng, not only Fang Xiaoru, not only Chen Yi, everyone, regardless of men, women and children, were shocked by this poem.

If Fang Xiaoru's poem needs the old man's explanation to be well-known, then Zhu Gaoxu's poem, even illiterate people can easily appreciate the charm.

Who do you say is smarter of the two poems?

"Oh, I can't think of it, I really can't imagine that there is such an amazing talent, I really can't see it."

"Yes, people can't look good, water can't be measured, and the ancients don't deceive me."

Everyone was amazed, and their evaluation of Zhu Gaoxu also changed from disdain and ridicule to admiration and admiration.

After Zhu Gaoxu finished reading the last sentence, the whole person collapsed as if he had just done a strenuous exercise. In the face of the ridicule and criticism that poured towards him like a tide, Rao was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and he couldn't resist it and was defeated. Looking at Zhou Xing next to him who seemed to be indifferent, he suddenly became angry and said, "Zhou Xing, what do you say?" ”

This poem was told to Zhu Gaochu by Zhou Xing, so Zhu Gaochu thought that all this was Zhou Xing's fault, and he took the blame for Zhou Xing!

Zhou Xing smiled: "Say it with your mouth." ”

Zhu Gaoxu was about to speak, when the sound of praise reached his ears, making him shocked. In disbelief, he reached out and dug into his cochlea, in a very indecent manner.

But now is not the time to care about these details.

"I heard it right, this poem is actually appreciated? No, can this be called poetry? Ah, but why do I hear everyone saying yes? ”

Zhu Gaoxu was messy in an instant.

In the middle of the painting, the continuous sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Miss Tang's hand shook, and she suddenly lost her rhythm.

Chen Mei, who was in charge of transcribing this poem, was also shocked, looking at the poem she had written, her eyes were full of disbelief.

"Miss, this ...... This poem has a different path. ”

Miss Tang also shook her head with a wry smile, she was said to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she knew all the poems and songs, but after reading the first three sentences of this poem, she couldn't see why.

This is already extremely rare. The last sentence, the finishing touch, connects the first three seemingly incomprehensible words.

"I want to meet this young master." Miss Tang's lips opened lightly.

Chen Lan, who was sitting closest to the door, nodded, got up, walked out, and said to a captain outside: "Go and ask this son to come down." ”

The captain asked, "Which one?" ”

Chen Lan said: "The Zhu Gongzi who is two or three or four pieces." ”

The captain was a little surprised, and his face was a little puzzled, as if he was wondering when Miss Tang's taste had become so low.

This poem, he felt that it was difficult to be elegant. After all, he can't understand anyone who can ascend to the Hall of Elegance, but he can understand this poem.

However, after all, it was Miss Tang's order, and the captain would not raise any objections. With a slight nod, he rowed to the shore and jumped on it.

Seeing the painting boat on the shore, the crowd suddenly boiled again.

"Ah, it's coming, it's definitely here to invite Zhang Gongzi. Zhang Gongzi is talented. ”

"Zhang Gongzi is blessed with great fortune tonight."

The people around Zhang Cheng sent their blessings to Zhang Cheng in an envious tone.

Zhang Cheng returned the salute with a smile on his face, and said, "Everyone, I agreed, I agreed." ”

Fang Xiaoru turned around, shook his head slightly, squeezed out of the crowd, and left.

Zhou Xing smiled slightly and said to Zhu Gaoxu: "Congratulations to the second son." ”

Zhu Gaoxu said: "Congratulations on what? ”

Despite receiving the opposite praise, Zhu Gaoxu still didn't think he had a chance to come out on top, so he didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Xing's words.

Zhou Xing looked at the painting boat and said, "Look, the ship has docked, which means that the winner has been decided." ”

At this time, a man who looked like a captain came to them, bowed slightly, and said, "I don't know which one is Zhu Gongzi?" ”

Zhou Xing smiled at Zhu Gaoxu and said, "Look at it." ”

Zhu Gaoxu suddenly felt that he was surrounded by great joy, Zhou Xing coughed softly, and said softly: "Calm, calm, don't be underestimated." ”

"Oh, okay." Zhu Gaoxu took a deep breath to calm his excitement.

Actually, I calmed down a ghost, quadruplets, and a Tang girl, Jiang Xin's painting boat, and talking at night......

What man can calm such a mood?

After all, it is a person who has seen a big scene, and it is necessary to be happy and angry, after Zhou Xing's reminder, Zhu Gaoxu returned the salute and said, "Please also ask the seniors to lead the way." ”

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhou Xing were invited on the boat by the captain.

Countless eyes looked at the two of them, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred. Zhang Cheng's silver teeth were clenched, his hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were almost bursting with fire.

He even said what he promised, but it wasn't him who came to invite him, how embarrassed do you think he is? How angry?

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu being asked to leave, the discussion started again.

"I knew that the topic was snow, and this topic had long been rotten on the street, and I had to write something new to be noticed by Miss Tang."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Hindsight. Oh, I regret it. ”

"yes, I can write like this, why didn't I think of it at the time......"

Tonight's Tang girl, and Meilan Zhuju quadruplets have already "become famous flowers", and the others suddenly lost interest and regretted.

The moment he got on the boat, Zhou Xing suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, which was refreshing.

"The little woman Tang Qingwan greeted Zhu Gongzi." Miss Tang spoke in the cabin.

Although Zhou Xing felt that Zhu Gaochu was a bit of a straw bag, after all, he was born in the emperor's family and was deeply valued by Zhu Di, so it was impossible to say that Zhu Gaochu had no ability.

After hearing Tang Qingwan's name, Zhu Gaoxu chanted: "There are vines and grasses in the wild, and there is no dew." There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Good name, good name. ”

Drilling into the cabin and seeing this Tang Qingwan's face, Zhou Xing was suddenly shocked.

is really a big beauty, it is the kind of temperament that can't be described, and it makes people want to move.

Tang Qingwan is not thin, judging from her face, she has a goose egg face and baby fat. But the proportions are harmonious, concave and convex, and the figure is good.

It is Zhou Xing's favorite type.

The main thing is that there is a temperament that cannot be described in words. Maybe this is the so-called "belly with poetry and books".

There was a small table in front of her, a few pianos, a set of tea sets next to the piano, and Chen Mei was making tea.

"Under Zhu Gaoxu, this is my scholar Zhou Xing."

Everyone sat opposite each other, and Chen Lan poured tea for everyone.

"Zhu Gongzi's poems are very exquisite, and the little woman admires them." Tang Qingwan said.

Zhu Gaoxu said unashamedly: "False praise, Miss Tang is false praise." It's just an ordinary poem......"

Zhou Xing rolled his eyes when he heard this, this guy is really cheeky, just take it for himself, won't your heart hurt?

The two of them exchanged a few polite words, and Tang Qingwan said: "Zhu Gongzi, I have a few pairs here, and I want to ask Zhu Gongzi for some advice." ”

Zhu Gaoxu's heart sank, and he secretly glanced at Zhou Xing with the peripheral vision of his eyes, and said, "It's my honor to be able to discuss poetry and music with Miss Tang. ”

With Zhou Xing here, Zhu Gaoxu was not afraid, I don't know when he began to rely more and more on Zhou Xing.

Chen Zhu next to him took out a piece of paper with two words written on it, Begonia.

Is this uplink? It feels like a lot of fun.

Zhu Gaoxu thought that Tang Qingwan was going to give himself something, but he didn't expect Tang Qingwan to come up with such a simple uplink. Immediately smiled: "This, I'm about yams." ”

Begonias have no problem with yams.

Tang Qingwan was noncommittal, lifted the pen slightly, and added a tender word on the word begonia.

Tender begonias.

Of course, Zhu Gaoxu was not stunned, and quickly added an old word.

Old yam.

The four of Mei Lan Zhuju all looked at it curiously, but judging from the current situation, they couldn't see any clues.

But this is far from the end, Tang Qingwan added two more words in front.

Tender begonias with leaves.