Gu Yuanxi knew that the little sister was still suspicious, so he nodded and smiled: "Naturally." Listen up. ”

This time, not only Gu Yuanqing, but even Gu Yuanhai and Mrs. Lu put down the tea cup in their hands and pricked up their ears to listen.

"The article is made by nature, and it is a clever hand. If it is flawless, how can it be artificial? He deliberately hesitated for a moment, and learned from the ancients to shake their heads and pretend to be forced, and said: "You look at the ancient Yi utensils, and you are clumsy and clumsy. The Han Dynasty has recently pre-Qin, and it has been very pure. What is the Hu Department, Haozhu mixed with mourning. After the repetition, who will be with the period for a thousand years. ”

After groaning, the hall was silent.

"How?" Gu Yuanxi smiled smugly. He knew that Lu You's poem would definitely have an extremely shocking effect on them. Sure enough, a moment later, the mother and son all burst into applause.

Putting aside Gu Yuanhai and Gu Yuanqing's brothers and sisters, Mrs. Lu herself was also born in a scholarly family, and her own cultural level is not low. They can understand the profound meaning of this poem when they think about it, and it is precisely because they can understand the moral of this poem that they are even more shocked.

The meaning of this poem is: the text is not artificial, it is natural, and it is obtained by a skilled person by chance. Pure white has no blemishes, and it does not require manpower to deliberately pursue it. If you look at the ancient Yi vessels, they can't be changed if they are delicate or clumsy. The Han Dynasty is the closest to the pre-Qin period, but the depth of the articles has been greatly different. What is the music of the Hu people? It's just some orchestral and silk bamboo. Hou Kui no longer writes music, for thousands of years, who can compare with him?

Gu Yuanqing's face turned red, she knew that this poem not only had a profound meaning, but also refuted her own doubts. The third brother means that a good article is made by accidentally capturing inspiration, as long as it can be "pure and flawless" and "clumsy and clumsy", it is a good article. The same goes for good poetry. It's not that I haven't done it before, or I don't. After that, Kui stopped writing music, but no one has been able to compare with it for thousands of years. Just because I don't write poetry doesn't mean I can't write poetry, but as long as inspiration comes, I can still make good poems.

In fact, including Gu Yuanxi, the mother and son's understanding of this song has gone into a misunderstanding. What this poem really wants to convey is that good poetry is based on perceptual impressions and in-depth thinking accumulated over a long period of time, plus inspiration that is captured by chance. What is emphasized is that people with profound literary literacy can make good poems by accident out of inspiration, because making good poems lies in exercising and returning to nature, which is completely suspended from the understanding of Gu Yuanxi and others.

"Good!" Gu Yuanqing looked at Gu Yuanxi apologetically and said, "I believe it." The third brother is really impressive. ”

"Shocked." A sly smile appeared at the corner of Gu Yuanxi's mouth, and he said in his heart: Brother Xi, there are thousands of good poems stored in my head. Although Lao Tzu can't look down on that bullshit poetry club conference, it's not easy to overwhelm the crowd if he really goes. Even if he meets Li Bai and Wang Wei, Lao Tzu is not far behind.

"Okay~" Mrs. Lu cried with joy: "My son has a chance." She is indeed very happy, among the four sons and one daughter, the third son Gu Yuanxi is the most worrying for her, how can today's events not make her happy and happy?

"In that case, why don't you join our Pujia Poetry Society?" Although Gu Yuanqing didn't know why the third brother had changed so much after not seeing him for a few days, he didn't have time to think about it when he was overjoyed, so he stretched out his hand and said: "If the third brother joins our Pujia Poetry Society, the strength of our Poetry Society will inevitably go to the next level." Maybe next year's Chang'an Baishe Competition will win the championship. ”

Gu Yuanxi was stunned when she heard this, this little sister's thinking jumped too fast, making it impossible for people to keep up. I was still skeptical just now, and now I want to invite myself to join the poetry club, and I am still thinking about winning the poetry competition next year. I don't know if to call her naïve or naïve. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Your poetry community is full of heroes, how can the level of the third brother's half a bucket of water enter your poetry club to offer ugliness, don't mention this matter, shame the third brother and me." ”

Gu Yuanhai saw that Gu Yuanqing was going to say more, so he waved his hand and smiled: "Little sister, don't worry, isn't the third brother still going to participate in the poetry competition in Xuanyangfang?" Let's talk about it after that. ”

"Oops." Gu Yuanxi's face was black, "I said, big brother, which pot you can't open and mention." Do you really want my little brother to sacrifice ugliness? ”

"No~No~" Gu Yuanhai hurriedly shook his head and said, "That's not what I mean for my brother." As a brother, I just feel inexplicably excited when I think that you and my little sister will compete together at that time. ”

"That's not even trying to see me laugh." Gu Yuanxi couldn't cry or laugh, and he had already scolded Gu Yuanxi's predecessor who signed up for the poetry contest a hundred times in his heart. At this time, I could only ask stubbornly: "I have heard you keep talking about this poetry competition, what is this poetry competition like?" ”

"Why didn't the third brother sign up without knowing the rules?" Gu Yuanqing glared at him, "The poetry conference in the next few days is different from other poetry competitions. Every year, each poetry society in Chang'an will spontaneously hold a poetry competition, that is, the 'Hundred Society Competition'. Participate in the competition as a unit, and then compete in groups, survival of the fittest, and the final two winning poetry clubs will compete in the finals to see who can win the championship. In addition, every year, the imperial court or some dignitaries and nobles will also hold competitions, but they are also based on the poetry society as a unit, and various screenings are carried out, and the losers are eliminated and the winners are promoted. Finally, the top three poetry clubs with the highest scores will play in the finals. ”

"Then what's the difference between this Xuanyangfang Poetry Club?" Gu Yuanxi raised his cup of tea and asked casually.

"Of course not." Gu Yuanqing stood up and said, "You didn't understand it yourself, or your mother and master didn't have confidence in you, so you didn't tell you carefully." This poetry competition can be said to be the most important event among Chang'an scholars this year. ”

"Oh? What's the mystery? Gu Yuanxi saw that what his sister said was true, and said with a smile in his heart: Could it be that my mother and master didn't have any hope for me, so they didn't emphasize the importance of this poetry meeting to me? Thinking of this, he secretly glanced at his mother, Mrs. Lu.

"Because this competition is not based on the poetry club, but on people."

"What's the difference?" Gu Yuanxi shook his head disdainfully: "It's just that I changed the participating unit, and the competition is more intense." ”

"It's very different." Gu Yuanqing's eyes lit up, and he said with a flying expression: Because the competition is not only the talented and beautiful people in Chang'an City, but also the famous and talented people in the world. ”

"Oh." Gu Yuanxi was still expressionless, "Facing the masses, the scope is larger, and the competition is more intense."

"Of course not. These are small changes from what I'm about to say. Gu Yuanqing shook his head, revealing a narrow look.

"So what's changed?" Gu Yuanxi was noncommittal.

Gu Yuanqing shook his head, removed his smile, and said with a straight face: "Although this time it is called the 'Poetry Competition', it is not limited to poetry. As long as the scholars of the world are proficient in one art, they can go to Chang'an for alternatives. The top 10 in the competition will be admitted to the Shangshu Province for re-examination on the next day to judge poetry, fu and theory. Then His Majesty will determine the rank and directly award it to high-ranking officials from the fifth rank and above. And, both men and women. ”

"What?" Gu Yuanxi got up in surprise and asked, "After the top ten re-examinations, they will be directly awarded to the Ministry of the Fifth Grade, and they are male or female?" ”

"Not bad." Gu Yuanqing nodded, his eyes irrepressibly exuding a moving color: "Directly promoted to a fifth-grade high-ranking official, regardless of men and women." This is the first time since the opening of the Tang Dynasty that it has been unprecedented~ since the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. You can now imagine why the whole Chang'an scholar is so interested in this poem. ”

"It's not just Chang'an scholars who flock to it." Gu Yuanhai, who had been sitting on the side for a long time and had not spoken, also said in a deep voice at this time: "When this news came out of the palace, all men, women and children were boiling all over the world. ”

Gu Yuanxi seemed to think of something, and stood there in a daze. After a long time, he took a deep breath of cold air and asked with a serious face: "The organizer behind this poetry competition - in addition to Mrs. Qiuguo, I'm afraid there is also Li Linfu, who is the right minister of the court, right?" ”