Chapter Forty-Six: Meng Gong Accepts Disciples
A drop of blood is like a spark that ignites the entire prairie fire.
Even the slightly closed eyes of the great Confucian Meng Gong slowly opened, looking at Chao Ge carefully, secretly surprised in his heart, he had read countless people in his life, and there was really no one who could make him look at it differently with a few words.
I couldn't help but look at Chao Ge a few more times, and found that although Ge Chao did not have the appearance of a sword eyebrow and a star, there was an indescribable look in those eyes, as if even the sun and the moon had to make way for it.
Half Moon Childe noticed that his teacher looked at Chaoge differently, and felt that if he continued to look at it like this, it would be detrimental to him, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Chaoge Gongzi is so talented, why don't you make another song, okay?"
"Please advise!"
"How about we make a poem with flowers as the theme?"
"I'll come first!" Chao Ge's eyes were clear, and he said softly: "When I feel the tears, I hate to say goodbye to the birds......"
When Chaoge's words fell, Banyue Gongzi was silent, he said with a suspicious face: "Brother Chaoge, these two sentences were obviously made by me two days ago, I don't know how Brother Chaoge came......"
"This is obviously what I just did, how did it become yours!" Chao Ge asked loudly, looking directly at Chao Ge.
Princess Half Moon patted her head and suddenly realized: "I know, you came to my house for dinner two days ago, did you accidentally see the poems I made in the pavilion?"
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Chaoge with speculation, suspicion, and contempt.
Half Moon Boy has been famous for a long time, and he will never wish for no reason that he will not be famous at all.
In this way, it seems that this song really plagiarized the verses of the half-moon child.
I didn't expect this song to look so serious, and it was actually such a person......
"I didn't!" Chao Ge's chest rose and fell a little angrily, and he retorted loudly.
But the voice of retort was like a stone entering the sea, silent.
If no one accepts the song, everyone looks at the song with cold eyes, and plagiarizing other people's poems is the most disdainful thing for literati.
Seeing that Chao Ge was at a disadvantage, Chen Hao was secretly anxious, who would have thought that this half-moon boy could be shameless at such a point, relying on his fame to be greater than Chao Ge, licking his face and saying that these two poems were made by himself.
What a shame......
"Half Moon Child, since you are talking about these two poems, why don't you explain the meaning of the two poems in detail?"
Chen Hao looked at the half-moon boy with a leisurely face, and said slowly.
Half Moon Gongzi's hot eyes stared at this Chen Hao, he almost suffered from him last time, what else did this Chen Hao want to do in his heart this time.
Who doesn't know that a talented man who reads poetry books is good at interpreting poetry, what is the purpose of Chen Hao's lack of nutritional problems.
Half Moon Boy opened the folding fan, swaying gently, the wind swaying from side to side of the fan seemed to dispel the faint uneasiness in his heart, he spoke: "Two days ago, I was at home in the shade, at this time an apricot tree was blooming at home, blowing the apricot blossom tree slightly, the apricot blossom gently fluttered and fell to the ground, the beautiful petals were eroded by the soil, not to see the beauty when I first saw it, the flowers scattered outside were like tears of flowers, which made me feel sad, and at this time a bird's cry relieved me from sadness. ”
"So there are only two sentences about this poem?" Chen Hao then asked.
Princess Half Moon didn't understand why Chen Hao asked this, but subconsciously replied: "There are only these two sentences!"
"Actually, there are two other sentences......" Chao Ge muttered: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring and grass." When I feel the tears, I hate the birds. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars. The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming. ”
The real meaning of my two sentences is to sigh at the current situation, to shed tears when I see the flowers blooming, to resentfully part, and to hear the birdsong I can't help but feel terrified in my heart. ”
"Chao Mou, although he is a scholar, comes from a poor family, he can't take the lead in serving the country, he can only recite a few lines of poetry to express my love for ......"
When he said this, Chao Ge thought a lot, thinking that when he was young, he lived in a remote village, listened to how the Turkic people were murdered by the veterans who retreated from the village, and thought that Nie Beibei was originally a delicate princess, and she had to sacrifice her life for the sake of the country to marry the Turks and marry the second Turkic prince, and the second prince was still a monster.
Thinking that it was just legitimate defense to offend the Turks, he was about to be driven away by the innkeeper and had no way out.
I don't know when the three Turks were deeply imprinted in Chaoge's mind.
He hated the Turks, as a citizen of the Celestial Star Country, how could he bow his head like the people of other tribes, and as a strong man, how could he only know such elegant things as drinking wine and composing poems, appreciating flowers and watching the moon.
Time seemed to stand still all of a sudden, and even Meng Gong looked at the young man quietly.
He silently remembered the name Chaoge, and this time his words ignited the blood that he had been immersed in his heart for a long time, this son is good!
Wan'er, Meng Gong said leisurely: "You are willing to worship me as a teacher!"
"Teacher, you must be drunk, how can you let this poor kid worship you as a teacher?"
"Yue'er, don't forget, before the old man became a great Confucian, he was also from a poor family. Meng Gong was on his crutches, the hand he used to hold the crutches was a little translucent, and there were a few points that were faintly visible on it, and his rickety body seemed to be squeezed by the years.
Every step Meng Gong took felt like time was going backwards, at that time he was also a teenager, with the same bright eyes as Chaoge, when he stepped into the heavenly city, he swore that he must be famous and famous.
After many years, there were a few more strands of gray hair on his head, and a little more surroundings in the corners of his eyes, and he finally changed from a poor disciple who everyone laughed at to a great Confucian in his mouth.
For this, he gave his life......
When I was gray-haired and sad, Meng Gong found that he was still alone after all.
Looking at Chaoge, Meng Gong seemed to see his former self, the person who faced the world could still puff up his chest and say loudly: "I am from a cold family, but I don't lose half of you!"
Meng Gong walked to the three steps of Chaoge and stopped, and asked again, "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"
"Bang, bang, bang!" Chao Ge froze, he stood there, he could even hear his powerful heartbeat, he even thought that he was living in a dream now, a generation of Confucians wanted to take him as an apprentice, he didn't dream!
He looked at Meng Gong in the peach blossoms with clear eyes, and felt that he must have fallen into a dream, and all this seemed not so real......
"Don't kneel down yet, apprentice!" Chen Hao kicked Chaoge's knee.
Chao Ge was kicked to his knees on the ground, as if he had woken up from a dream, and hurriedly kowtowed: "The master is above, and the disciple will worship him!"
"Good! good!"
Meng Gong was very happy: "Good boy, please get up!"