Chapter 46 Wenchang Poetry Club

Wen Guang and Wen Yuan brothers knew that Zhu Zhenguo was going to participate in the Wenchang Poetry Club, and their hearts were both envious and honored, this nephew really exceeded everyone's expectations, and it was a great achievement to develop like this, both talented and lucky, fame and fortune are not far away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the day of the poetry meeting, it was already evening again, and the two uncles looked at their nephews who were neatly tied, wearing a light blue satin gown, tied a green jade belt, with a delicate long knife hanging on the belt, and the hair bun was even more meticulous in grooming and dressing.

Tie Niu and Yun Shuhuan rushed to the carriage and were already waiting in front of the courtyard, and Ouyang Wenfeng came to the Zhu Mansion early, and he was also dressed neatly and heartily. After Zhu Zhenguo cleaned up, the two of them got into the carriage and went straight to Luoshan Mountain on the bank of the river.

Although Luoshan is called a mountain, it is not tall in fact, the height within 100 meters, the area is quite broad, the whole mountain is Wenchang Academy, and you can directly overlook the water of the rolling and rushing river on Luoshan Mountain. Today's poetry club is a platform on the waterfront side of Luoshan Mountain, which is usually used as a playground by Wenchang College.

The two wagons arrived at the foot of the mountain, got out of the carriage and handed the invitation to the messenger of the guard, and the two walked up the stairs up the mountain, while the rest of the people who came with them could only wait at the bottom of the mountain.

The stairs go up the mountain, see a bluestone mountain gate, on the book "Wenchang College" four simple characters, but the four words are not the current popular font, that is, you can feel the cultural atmosphere that comes to your face when you see these four words.

There is a small servant at the door to guide the way, through the courtyard not long to see a bluestone slab field, by the evening glow in the distance can see the river surging, it is really a good place with beautiful scenery.

There are a lot of tables and chairs on the venue, all kinds of delicacies are already slowly serving on the tables and chairs, and there are almost no people, Zhu Zhenguo followed behind Ouyang Wenfeng, only to see Ouyang Wenfeng looking around a few times, and found Ouyang Zheng's figure on the main seat, with a smile on his face, he grabbed Zhu Zhenguo and walked straight to Ouyang Zheng.

"Father." Ouyang Wenfeng saluted respectfully, and Zhu Zhenguo followed behind and bowed.

"The latter is Zhu Zhenguo, the number one talent in Dajiang County?" Ouyang Zheng nodded and smiled.

Zhu Zhenguo was not stunned at this time, and took a step forward and saluted: "Student Zhu Zhenguo to meet Lord Ouyang." ”

"No need to be polite, your palindromic poems have really reached the peak of poetry, and no one can play poetry to the point of yours anymore, it is really terrifying." Ouyang Zheng seemed approachable at this time.

"Thanks to the praise of adults, students can't afford it, it's really a student's luck, the article is natural, the magic hand is even, and it can't be praised by adults." Zhu Zhenguo didn't dare to hold it up at this time.

Ouyang Zheng nodded and smiled, and didn't let Zhu Zhenguo go down, and directly said to the people sitting next to him: "Everyone, this son is Qingshan Zhu Zhenguo." ”

Zhu Zhenguo heard Ouyang Zheng introduce himself, and hurriedly bowed to the surroundings, and then circled for a week before he could get up, and everyone's eyes looked over, and most of them nodded frequently with a smile on their faces.

"Lord Ouyang, there is such a genius in this Dajiang County, if he is the top student in high school one day, Lord Ouyang is in a good way." Junfu Sun Sichao said haha.

"If this son really gets the favor of God one day, it's me who is a politician and a TOEFL, haha." Ouyang Zheng is in charge of the academic administration of a county, and the main political achievements come from the student results of this county, and the top three in the palace examination must be appointed by the emperor, if there are really students in the county who get the top three, Ouyang Zheng still has a chance to meet the saint again.

Several major adults chatted with each other, but Zhu Zhenguo was left aside, Ouyang Wenfeng was casual in front of his father, bowed down and walked over to the last seat with Zhu Zhenguo.

The two of them came to the end and sat down, and there was a Confucian scholar in his thirties, and the two of them looked at each other and felt familiar, and the Confucian eyes were also looking at the two teenagers.

It was getting dark, and the servants lit the lights everywhere, and the field still looked brilliant, and everything was settled, and the county governor Sun Sichao waved his big hand to signal that the poetry meeting had begun.

Everyone babbled out in front of a large group of people, dressed in costumes, with all kinds of oil paint painted on their faces, and began to sing, Zhu Zhenguo looked at it freshly, after all, he had never seen it, but Ouyang Wenfeng explained on the side that this is a popular Beijing opera in Zhongjing City. Zhu Zhenguo looked at it for a while, and he didn't pay much attention to it anymore if he lost his freshness.

As soon as the play ended, some people got off their seats one after another and began to toast one by one, the main seat did not move, and drank with the people who came to pay tribute in turn, Zhu Zhenguo and Ouyang Wenfeng did not get off the table, mainly no one knew anyone, let alone who to respect, half of the belly was easy to be hungry, and at this time, the table was full of delicacies.

After half of the wine, Ouyang Zheng spoke: "The banquet has just opened, and the drinking is slow, but let's start with a few poems to help the interest." Wu Zishan came first. ”

Listening to Ouyang Zheng's instructions, the Confucian scholar in his thirties, who was sitting on Zhu Zhenguo's hand, stood up and saluted: "Please ask the teacher to ask the question." ”

Ouyang Wenfeng seemed to remember something, and whispered to Zhu Zhenguo: "Zhenguo, this person is familiar just now, it turned out to be Wu Zishan, the brother of Wu Ziliang, who was the first in the last Dajiang Juren. ”

It turns out that this Confucian scholar is Wu Ziliang's brother Wu Zishan, no wonder although this Wu Ziliang has some literary talents, the young generation of talents take him as the head of the horse, and there is such a brother who is the head of the case.

"Today we will be on the bank of the river, so let's take this river as the theme." Ouyang Zheng obviously favored this Wu Zishan, and the first opportunity to shine was to give his student Wu Zishan. Wu Zishan deserves the favor of this Ouyang master, and without thinking much about it, he said loudly:

Half of the autumn shade in Jiangbei opens,

Xiaoyun cold rain but low.

The green mountains are surrounded by doubts,

Suddenly, I saw a thousand sails looming.

Zhu Zhenguo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw that he had made such a masterpiece without thinking, but he didn't know if Wu Zishan had been prepared or really played on the spot.

"Okay, good poetry, Zishan is unparalleled in literature." Ouyang Zhengzhen is really happy, this poem is definitely a rare and excellent work. As soon as Ouyang Zheng said this, he nodded all over the room.

"The teacher praised it, this poem is not a ready-made work, but the student has written a poem with the theme of this river before, and it is just right for today." This Wu Zishan has some literati style, and Zhu Zhenguo's copyist also admired his frank character after hearing these words.

"A good poem is a good poem, when you write a good poem, Qingshan wishes Zhenguo another poem." Ouyang Zheng is willing to take the school exam.

Zhu Zhenguo's heart was also tight when he heard it, and he didn't think much about it, which round of this brilliant opportunity did he think about it slowly, even if he thought about it now, he might not be able to compare to this Wu Zishan, so he had to do another copy, and replied directly: "Thank you, Lord Ouyang, the student also wrote a poem by the river before." ”

"Oh. . . You also made a song, read it and listen to it. Ouyang Zheng had a momentum in front of these juniors, listening to Zhu Zhenguo's words, he also knew in his heart that this Zhu Zhenguo wanted to talk to this Wu Zishan, and at his age, he had seen thousands of poems, and the expression on his face was also playful.

Zhu Zhenguo stood up, raised his head and read slightly:

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

The copyist wished Zhenguo's poem after reading, and sat down after a bow. This "Linjiang Immortal" is a word filled in by Yang Shen in the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the beginning of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Ouyang Zheng sighed in his heart after hearing this, not that he felt that the words were poor, but he didn't expect that this twelve-year-old boy had made such an experienced article, to say that the two poems were compared, Wu Zishan won at the level, but Zhu Zhenguo won a few points in terms of momentum, and on the whole, Zhu Zhenguo had some advantages this time.

Ouyang Zheng thought for a while and said: "Zhu Zhenguo's "Linjiang Immortal" is full of momentum, and the young man has high ambitions. Ha ha... ”

Ouyang Zheng opened his mouth and smiled, all of them laughed, and they all thought so, Zhu Zhenguo was happy in his heart, knowing that he had won this limelight, and he was thinking of getting up and bowing modestly, Ouyang Zheng thought of something in his heart and said: "This Zhu Zhenguo is a good word, the old man knows that your poetry is also extraordinary, I don't know if there are any good works in this palindromic poetry?" ”

Zhu Zhenguo was not modest at this time, and said: "My lord, this palindromic poetry student has nothing to do and pondered three bad works, and wrote the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter together with the previous "Sandbank", please guide me to correct the axe." ”

"Yes, yes, let's hear it." Ouyang Zheng's posture and sitting posture were slightly correct when he spoke, but he had the meaning of listening to him.

"The students received the order, this spring is: the warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring clear night and the moon is bright.

Split into five words: the warbler cries on the shore of the willow lane, and the moon is bright on a sunny night in spring. The bright moon night is sunny in spring, and the willow bank is crying.

Split into seven words: the warbler cries on the shore and the willow makes the spring clear, and the willow makes the spring clear night and the moon is bright. The bright moon night makes the willows in the clear spring, and the willows cry on the willow shore in the clear spring.

This summer is: fragrant lotus blue water is cool and the summer is long.

Split into five words: the fragrant lotus is clear and the water is moving, and the wind is cool and the summer days are long. The long summer breeze is cool, and the water is fragrant.

Split into seven words: Xianglian blue water is cool and cool, and the water is cool and the summer is long. The long summer breeze moves the water, and the cool breeze moves the water with the fragrance of blue lotus.

This autumn is the "Sandbank" made by everyone that day: the shallow water flow of the autumn river Chuyan Su sandbank.

The five words are: Autumn River Chu Yansu, shallow water flow on the sandbank. Flowing water shallow island sand, stay in the wild goose Chu River autumn.

The seven words are: Qiujiang Chu Yansu sandbank, Yansu sandbar shallow water flow. Flowing water shallow island sand geese, Zhou sand sand geese Chu Jiang autumn.

This winter, the students wrote in general: the red furnace penetrates the charcoal and scorches the cold wind to resist the middle of winter.

Five words: The red furnace is burned through charcoal, and the cold wind is in the middle of winter. Winter is cold against the wind, and the charcoal is red through the furnace.

Seven words: The red furnace burns the cold wind through the charcoal, and the charcoal burns the cold wind in the middle of winter. Donglong resists the wind and cold, and the wind and cold burns the charcoal through the furnace red. ”

A lot of sprinkling, Zhu Zhenguo is going to magnify the move, today's opportunity is rare, it must be a blockbuster, and many people haven't even kept up with the rhythm of Zhu Zhenguo's poetry. After listening to the scene, there was silence for a while