Chapter 58 Old Husband Zhong Xuan, are you unconvinced?
In fact, ancient Chinese poetry has undergone many developments and evolutions. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Book of Songs", "Chu Ci", "Han Fu", Yuefu poems, Jian'an poems, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. It was not until the Tang and Song dynasties that poetry was at its peak.
As we all know, the Book of Songs is the earliest collection of poems in Chinese history, and most of the poems included in it are poems from the Western Zhou Dynasty to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Most of them are four-character poems. And the poetry of the Spring and Autumn Period has the ability of politics and diplomacy. For example, Gongzi Chong'er fled to Qin and recited a song "River Water" to ask Qin Mugong for help. Qin Mugong responded with "June" and promised to help.
Since then, the political and diplomatic function of poetry has gradually degenerated, and it does not necessarily have a musical accompaniment all the time. So the rhyme and rhythm of the poem itself become even more important.
The five-character poem came into being under such a background.
In the Han Dynasty, since Ban Gu, Li Yannian and others, five-character poems have become more popular. By the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, most of the poems were composed mainly in five-character poems.
After that, Cao Pi's "Yan Ge Xing" created the mountain gate of seven-word poems, but in the third year of Jian'an, it was not yet the era of Cao Pi's brilliance.
Li Zijun thought that he had the upper hand in the question, but he didn't know that from the moment he said that he was going to lose this competition.
At this time, between the mountainside and the foot of the mountain, there are many servants coming and going, preparing tools for flowing water.
At the same time, the competition between Lu Ye and Li Zijun attracted the attention of many people.
The crowd began to talk.
"With grass as the theme, isn't this something that Zijun has at his fingertips?"
"Zijun's poetry has been seen by everyone, since the theme of grass has been chosen...... Hehe, there must be some certainty. ”
"It's time for the autumn wind to sweep away the leaves, and these plants and trees ...... It's a good topic. ”
"If I had to do it......
"But...... Zijun's actions are a bit too ...... It's a little too harsh. ”
Among these scholars, there were different things to be discussed. Some people think that Li Zijun must win this time, but some people are thinking that if such a gamble falls on their heads. Put himself in Lu Ye's position, what kind of poem can he make? Some people have some complaints about Li Zijun's behavior.
Li Zijun was originally older than Lu Ye.
This time, he first provoked Lu Ye, and then took the test for the school, and also set up a gambling game, which was quite a bit of a big bully.
At this time, there were a few servants who listened to the call from here and brought over some pen, ink, paper and inkstones, of course, those papers were naturally some hemp paper that was not very good-looking.
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In Xudu in October, the weather is gradually getting colder. But in the end, it is not a cold winter, and when the wind blows, it will still give people a very comfortable feeling.
It will take about ten days and a half a month before it will be the real winter. At that time, the people at the bottom will also become more uncomfortable.
But today's literary meeting in Longshou Mountain, because it has Xun Yu's endorsement, there are not many people who come to Longshou Mountain. Among them, there are many high-ranking officials and nobles.
On the official road in the distance, another carriage came waddling at this time. Not long after, a person got out of the carriage, who looked only forty years old, but he was dressed in gorgeous clothes and knew that he was not an ordinary person.
As soon as he got out of the car, the guards on the side hurriedly solemnized and greeted: "Hello Hou Ye!" ”
With a gentle smile on his face, the man waved his hand slightly, but what he saw in his eyes was the hustle and bustle ahead, so he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Hey, isn't it Xun Wenruo's Wenhui today?" Why is there so much noise ahead? ”
The guard hurriedly replied, "So that the Hou Ye knows." It seems that some scholars in front of them are high-spirited and have made a gamble to write poems to discuss the victory. ”
This Hou Ye frowned: "Poetry and literature, actually used to do this kind of thing?" It's insulting! ”
Then he waved to the subordinate behind him, and walked forward.
The guard looked at the departing figure of this noble man, and couldn't help but yearn for it.
On one side, someone did not know this nobleman, so he asked the guard who had answered before: "Who is this person?" Are you so respectful? ”
"Shh......h Be quiet, such a noble person is not something you and I can discuss. ”
"Tobu Pavilion Marquis, Zhong Xuan. The current imperial history Zhongcheng, this is a big official. ”
"I see, ......."
Their voices grew quieter.
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The competition here is still continuing, and Li Zijun looked at Lu Ye in front of him proudly at this time, for no other reason, because his poems had been completed at this time.
Although it is slightly inferior to Li Zijun's peak literary talent, it is definitely not bad.
From the comments of those scholars on the side, you can get a glimpse of one or two.
"Zijun's poem is well written, starting from the autumn scenery and embellished with this verdant grass. Although it is not a great work, I am afraid that there should be only a few poems in today's literary meeting. ”
"That's right, if I come, I'm afraid it's not as good as Zijun Eleven."
"Too modest, too modest."
At this time, Lu Ye's face was as plain as usual, looking at the yellow weeds under the mountain, and some smiles appeared on his face.
Li Zijun's poem, in Lu Ye's eyes, is not bad.
But even if Lu Ye does it himself, he may not necessarily lose. Because of the poem written by Li Zijun, the literary style is enough, but the connotation is very pale. In Lu Ye's opinion, it is not considered a superior work.
"For the sake of insurance...... I can only throw out that poem...... Lu Ye said slightly in his heart.
At this time, Lu Ye didn't start writing, and Li Zijun on the side sneered proudly: "How is it, little guy?" But do you think you've got an axe? ”
"If you admit defeat now, you may be able to save some face!"
has a person who is good friends with Li Zijun, and at this time, he also sneered at Lu Ye.
Among them, some people also insisted: "Li Zijun, don't talk too much!" People are just a teenager, why should you be serious! ”
"Exactly, people are more than ten years younger than you. What kind of ability is it to bully a child! ”
"I think you're just like that, Li Zijun!"
These words, mixed together, finally fell into Lu Ye's ears.
Lu Ye felt a little funny.
You were not allowed to go up the mountain before, and it was you who forced yourself to compete with Li Zijun. Now on your side, it is you who are going to fight Li Zijun. So the contempt for some of them has increased. Of course, such emotions Lu Ye will not say that they will be directly revealed, and they will still be buried in his heart.
"Before the poem is written, the victory or defeat is vain! Is this how your teacher taught you? At this moment, a neutral voice suddenly came from the side, and it was a scolding towards everyone present!
Everyone turned their heads.
Among them, there are short-tempered people, and they even scolded directly: "Who are you, dare to point fingers at us?" ”
"Old man Zhong Xuan! Are you not convinced? ”
The sound was like thunder, exploding in the crowd.