Poetry is the most favorite thing for literati to do, and spring flowers and autumn moon are the most common themes, Chinese literati have produced a large number of people, for hundreds of years, leaving many popular poems, such as the description of the Mid-Autumn Festival good sentences abound.

Like Wang Jian's "Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon" in the Tang Dynasty: white arboreal crows in the atrium, cold dew and silent wet osmanthus. Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose house the autumn thoughts are.

Liu Yuxi's "Playing with the Moon on the 15th Night of August": The sky will be the moon tonight, and it will be washed over and over again. The summer retreats and the sky is clear, and the autumn is clear. The stars make brilliance, and the wind dews and crystalline. can change the world, it is Yujing.

Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan": The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night. The candles are extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed. It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep.

In addition, people like Li Bai, Xin Qiji, Su Shi, Li Pu and others have written many promising poems for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yu Jin found a problem, I don't know if it is because of the crossing, or the original ecology of ancient times is conducive to the development of intelligence, the memory is getting better and better, many things that were just inadvertently read over again in the past are also remembered, and there are many poems in the brain, but most of them are made by people before the Ming Dynasty.

I just wanted to plagiarize, and I didn't think of the right one for a while.

When Yu Jin was thinking hard, Zhang Juzheng suddenly said, "There is." ”

"Zhang Aiqing, come quickly." Long Qing said happily.

Zhang Juzheng responded with a salute, and then arched his hand and said: "Then Zhang will throw bricks and lead jade, and please correct me more." ”

After that, he slowly read out his poem: "Tuan Tuan left the cape and gradually entered the clouds. This night is full, and there is no clear light! ”

"Good poetry!" Gao Gong couldn't help but praise: "This poetic conception is far-reaching, magnificent, especially nowhere else, and the full moon is depicted vividly." Uncle is really talented. ”

"Okay, this poem is imposing enough when you hear it, and the official sounds interesting" Xu Pengju actually didn't appreciate it, but he also knew the benefits of icing on the cake, and Gao Gong said that it was good, so this poem would definitely not be bad.

An imperceptible hint of pride flashed in Zhang Juzheng's eyes. Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "Clumsy, clumsy, just for throwing bricks and attracting jade, which makes you laugh." ”

As a student, Long Qing also smiled and cheered: "Zhang Aiqing is really talented." ”

Before Yu Jin could speak, Gao Gong "snapped", gently put down the wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "Gao Mou also has it." ”

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is bright and the moon is quiet, and the black magpie flies south and hates a lot.

The cold color is full of windows and pillows. Clear light and condensation whisk smoke.

The cinnamon branches are oblique and spiritual, and the apple leaves are breezy and wavering.

This night sky pavilion smells the trees falling, and the frost moraine geese have passed for the first time. ”

Gao Gong's poem is not only long, but also very high-quality, after reading a poem, everyone said in unison, even Yu Jin secretly admired.

Being able to climb to a high position must have its advantages. Those in high positions dare not say that they are all loyal, patriotic, and upright people. But one thing is certain, these people must be well-educated people, there are no people who don't know how to learn, like Xia Yan, Yan Song, Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng, all of them are knowledgeable and talented people in the current dynasty.

Of course, those who rely on the shadow of the father, hereditary are exceptions.

Maybe. This can perfectly explain what it means to be a hooligan who is not terrible, and who is most afraid of being a hooligan with culture.

There were five people present, Longqing, who came up with the question, didn't have to worry about it, and Xu Pengju, who was self-aware, admitted it early. Punished himself for drinking, that is, now Yu Jin did not do it.

As a result, everyone present focused on Yu Jin.

Xu Pengju had a sincere smile on his face, but his eyes were shining, and he looked at Yu Jin with some schadenfreude, secretly proud in his heart, you know, it is a bit difficult to compose poems on the spot, and the pressure is not ordinarily great to compete with Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng, the two great Confucians of the dynasty.

In addition, Gao Gong and Xu Jie are famous, and they have produced two high-level poems in a short period of time.

"Hehe, Yu Dacai, now it's your turn, don't worry, think about it, don't let this king down." Xu Pengju said with some "concern".

On the surface, it was to appease, but suddenly it was to disturb Yu Jin's train of thought, and by the way, put some pressure on him.

Yu Jin knew his intentions, but this meeting was not very serious, so he could only respond: "Thanks to the adults, the lower officials will do their best." ”

"Haha, young man, you really have courage" Xu Pengju suddenly said: "This official admires those serious young people the most, so let's do it, if Yu Fucheng does a good job, this official will be rewarded, if he does not do well, then he will be punished." ”

Yu Jin arched his hand: "Xia Guan understands." ”

Seeing that Yu Jin agreed, Xu Peng raised the corner of his mouth with an imperceptible smile, but he also cherished his face and did not bother Yu Jin again.

It's a little too late to make it now, that is, Yu Jin can make a limerick poem, and he can't pass the test, if it is on weekdays, Yu Jin is too lazy to steal the limelight, just admit a few cups, but when Xu Pengju comes to this enemy, he will target himself as soon as he comes, and Yu Jin doesn't want to admit defeat in front of him.

Trees want bark, people want faces, people live for a lifetime, and this face is still needed, lest this old boy be talking about things again.

Yu Jin was very calm on the surface, but his mind was like electricity, ready to rummage through his memories and plagiarize a poem to fill the façade.

Xu Pengju looked at Yu Jin with a smile while drinking, it was a very intriguing laugh, Yu Jin didn't see the mockery, but he didn't feel friendly either.

In order to cooperate with Yu Jin, Long Qing, Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng all deliberately relaxed their movements, for fear of interrupting Yu Jin's train of thought.

As soon as the scene was silent, Yu Jin's pressure was even greater, Rao is night wind gusted, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that Yu Jin was in a dilemma, Long Qing was about to relieve Yu Jin, but Yu Jin suddenly slapped his thigh and yelled, "There is." ”

There was a silent scene just now, Yu Jin suddenly roared, Xu Pengju was frightened, half a glass of wine was spilled on the placket, and at a glance, a large piece of wet crotch was in front of him, as if he was incontinent, and his face was suddenly stretched as long as a horse's face.

This is a small situation, Yu Jin didn't see it, but even if he saw it, he would pretend not to see it, and he didn't wait for others to ask, and began to chant to himself:

"Zen is a guest and sorrowful, and it gives me a clear light and a full building.

There are a few idle days in January, and a few Mid-Autumn Festivals can be spent in life.

Chrysanthemum letter to Chongyang for a long time, cinnamon fragrance smell the upper realm.

Covering Mo Yuan is like the previous degree, I don't know who continues to travel in the cold. ”

After chanting, he saluted everyone and said, "Make up the numbers, and ask Lord Gao and Master Zhang for more advice." ”

There were only five people present, Long Qing's identity was special, there were only three people left, Yu Jin deliberately only asked Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng for guidance, ignoring Xu Pengju, the straw bale prince on the side, to give him a riposte.

This is a song of Hui Lin in the Qing Dynasty "Leap Mid-Autumn Festival Playing Moon", Hui Lin is a newcomer, not very famous, this poem is one of his masterpieces, the fourth sentence is "a hundred years of rare leap Mid-Autumn Festival", Yu Jin took it when he had an idea, changed to "life can spend a few Mid-Autumn Festival".

Poetry is not necessarily a number, but people must make it up, and the straw bag Guogong is not for nothing.

Xu Peng is not a martial artist, but he is very proficient in some people's sophistication, Long Qingxiao didn't expect it on the side, but he listened to the meaning, so his originally elongated face suddenly stretched like a horse's face.

"Wonderful, a good sentence can you have a few days of leisure in January, and you can spend a few Mid-Autumn Festivals in life. These two sentences say that life is short" Gao Gong touched his beard and said: "Siyuan's ancestral hometown is Zhejiang, the Mid-Autumn Festival is full of nostalgia, which is understandable, in addition to feeling nostalgia, it can also send out a sense of the shortness of life, which is thought-provoking, and what is even more touching is that there is the light of the full moon in the poem, the beauty of chrysanthemums, and the fragrance of cinnamon, which can be said to have brought the poem to life." ”

After a pause, Gao Gong concluded: "Siyuan and Uncle, one has delicate feelings, the other is magnificent, and they have different intentions, it can be said that they have their own merits, and the old man is willing to bow down." ”

Yu Jin just wanted to be modest, but he didn't expect Zhang Juzheng to also touch: "Lord Gao is a false praise, they all say that the future is terrifying, uncle this is insightful, I think last year's Tanzhe poetry meeting, Siyuan at the meeting a song of the moon bent to shine on Jiuzhou, a few happy and a few worried, a few couples with the same tent, a few floating outside?" It can be described as amazing, and now it is another excellent song, and the uncle also sighs to himself. ”

In the past, Zhang Juzheng felt that Yu Jin was not from the imperial examination, and he liked to gag on weekdays, and he looked down on him, but after seeing Yu Jin play now, he was greatly impressed in his heart, and felt that he had to look at this person with new eyes.

Now Yu Jin is only eighteen years old, and if it were himself, he was still holding a book and reading hard at this time.

"Where, that is, lucky, lucky to come up with a few sentences, are sweating in a hurry, far less than the two adults are quick to think, and the writing is carefully tasted, or the two adults have a far-reaching artistic conception, and the poems are just gadgets to kill time in their spare time, only the article can show real kung fu."

Yu Jin said with a serious face: "Whether it is an article or ability, the late life is not as good as the two adults, and I ask the two adults for more guidance." ”

This is not Yu Jin's sycophancy, in fact, Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng are both from the imperial examination, which is the fame spelled out from thousands of troops, that is, poetry, the two of them are handy, unlike Yu Jin who has to rely on plagiarism, that is, in terms of work ability, both of them easily throw Yu into Jiutiao Street so far.

I can't admire it.

The three of them can be regarded as admiring each other.

"Hehe, don't push it" Longqing on the side said happily: "The two teachers and Yu Fucheng are the pillars of the Ming Dynasty, and they are also the people I trust. ”

"Thank you, Lord Long." Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng and Yu Jin heard it and hurriedly thanked them.

After the three of them were evened, Long Qing turned his head to Xu Pengju and said, "Uncle Xu, you said just now that Yu Aiqing has done a good job, don't be stingy." ”

When Xu Pengju heard this, he immediately saluted and said: "The emperor has made a testimony, how dare the minister, I will not be stingy with this great gift." ”

"Oh, what a gift??" Longqing suddenly became interested.

Xu Pengju smiled at Long Qing: "Master Gao and Master Zhang both praised Yu Fucheng, then this gift will be given to Yu Fucheng, I think, the two adults will also understand." ”

This latter sentence is obviously said to Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng, with the status of Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng, I haven't seen anything, and I understand Yunyun when I hear it.

Xu Pengju saluted the two, and then turned his head to Yu Jin and said, "Lord Yu, before Xu gives a gift, I want to ask a few questions, please don't mind." ”

"My lord, but it doesn't hurt to ask."

"Is Yu Fucheng married? Or can you exchange Geng posts with people? Xu Pengju suddenly asked in a shocking voice.

(To be continued.) )