Chapter 7 Poetry Becomes a Scene
"Ahem......" Yang Fan coughed violently, only holding back his old face red, and said for a long time: "This painting is not easy to come by, it is purely a coincidence, and there is no need to say more about the specific details." ”
Yang Hao looked at Yang Fan's appearance and knew that he must have something unspeakable, and the origin of this character was probably not so legitimate, so he didn't ask.
"Father, look at this character, it is strong and powerful, and the weather is myriad, I don't know if it's a willow body or a face body?"
Yang Fan shook his head: "It's not like, this calligraphy is made by integrating everyone's strengths and learning from others, without the slightest hint of copying, which is really rare." ”
Yang Can nodded secretly, his father didn't know anything about calligraphy, otherwise, he wouldn't have loved this character so much.
While he was talking, a family member came to report: "Mr. Cui and Pei Jiaotou are here." ”
Before he could finish speaking, two people appeared at the door, one of them was a thin old scribe, and the other was a strong man like an iron tower.
Yang Fan got up and invited them to take a seat, and said with a smile: "Hao'er, Can'er, this is the master I specially invited for you, come and see it." Mr. Cui is rich in five cars, famous far and wide, Pei Jiaotou is strong in martial arts, and it is difficult to meet opponents. Both of them have studied the imperial examination, and it will definitely be of great help to you in this scientific examination......"
The two sides finished their salutes and sat down.
Mr. Cui and Pei Jiaotou were very arrogant, even in front of the patriarch of the Yang family, they still did not show humility.
"Father, you said Yang Can...... Also participate in scientific expeditions. After all, Yang Hao is still a teenager, and he knows that he is rude, but he can't help but ask.
"yes, what's wrong?"
Yang Can smiled indifferently.
"No, why are you? With your literary talent and martial arts, are you worthy?" Yang Hao said angrily.
Yang Can can't help but look down on Yang Hao, just with this heart, he still wants to pretend to be ruthless with others.
"Whether you are worthy or not will not know until after the scientific examination. ”
Yang Can's words were always without the slightest anger.
"If you want me to learn literature and martial arts with Yang Can, I can't hold my face. Yang Hao relied on his father's favor and said bluntly.
"Hao'er, I know I've wronged you. But Can'er is also my son, even if he doesn't succeed again, I have to give him a chance. Yang Fan said helplessly.
Pei Jiaotou interjected on the side: "Patriarch Yang, please forgive me for being rude, I can't teach the mud that can't support the wall, and if you don't have it, it's ruining my reputation." ”
"Hmph, I don't want to learn from you yet? ”
"What? Do you dare to say that I am a wasteful person, and my sixfold ability to quench my body is all dry food?" Pei Jiaotou was furious.
"Isn't it great to quench your body six times?" Yang Can smiled.
"Can'er, don't be rude. The way of martial arts, every time you improve a heavy is very difficult, the difference between a master and a low hand, judging like mud. With the strength of Pei Jiaotou, even in the township, he can be ranked as a name, how can you despise it?" Yang Fan reprimanded angrily.
Yang Can closed his mouth, he found that before he showed his extraordinary strength, he had no right to speak at all, even if he encountered injustice, he could only endure it.
I hope this kind of day will end as soon as possible.
Many people know that Tai Chi requires people to be subordinate, but what they don't know is that they are still from people, and Yang Can is really enough for the days that cannot be freely controlled.
Mr. Cui took the overall situation into account, even though he knew that teaching Yang Can was only afraid that it would be in vain, but he reluctantly agreed.
A dinner ended in an awkward atmosphere.
When everyone dispersed, Yang Fan left Yang Can behind.
"Can'er, I originally wanted Pei Jiaotou to teach you, but people didn't want to. In this way, from tomorrow, you can go to the martial arts hall, where there will be a special master and conduct public training, don't get into trouble again. Yang Fan showed rare warmth.
"yes, I see. Yang Can nodded.
If you want to do well in this scientific examination, you must know more about relevant knowledge, Yang Can is not arrogant enough to the point that he can handle everything alone.
"Can'er, if you want to participate in the scientific expedition, I have paved the way for you. If you don't do well in the exam, don't blame me anymore. Marrying Zhu Huan may be your life. People, how can they fight against fate?" Yang Fan's faint voice came from behind Yang Can.
Yang Can's body stiffened suddenly, and when he wanted to leave, he couldn't help but pause, in order to get rid of his fate, he really had to fight hard.
Temporary lecture hall.
"If you want to participate in the literary examination, poetry is a compulsory item, in addition to the scriptures and articles, as well as the familiarity with the history of Daqin and the sages of the past dynasties, and if you want to improve, there is no shortcut, only a lot of reading, learn more, ask more questions, especially you Yang Can......" Mr. Cui glanced at Yang Can with a slightly majestic gaze.
Yang Can nodded, this Mr. Cui, even if he looks at people with prejudice, the words he says are generally not bad.
This class was spent in Mr. Cui's chattering words, and the questions raised by Yang Can were quite unique, which impressed Mr. Cui, and even Yang Hao put away his contempt for Yang Can.
At the end of the day, Mr. Cui said: "In order to study the foundation of your poetry, I will come up with a question, and you will make a poem on the spot to show your superiority." ”
Yang Hao's face was excited, and he glanced at Yang Can with disdain, and secretly said that the time for Yang Can to make a fool of himself might come.
"Well, there is, the current spring is splendid, so I will take the spring scene as the theme, and the poems can be. ”
Mr. Cui shook his head and said.
Yang Can couldn't help but fall into contemplation, there are many poems describing the spring scene, and he doesn't know which one to choose to deal with Mr. Cui in front of him.
"I have. Yang Hao said excitedly.
"It is worthy of being superior in literature and martial arts, please speak, eldest son. Mr. Cui nodded, admiring Yang Hao's quick thinking.
"Flowers bloom on the branches, pretending to be beautiful. I don't know under the blue sky, the green mountains and green water. Yang Hao said in a frustrated manner, looking extremely proud.
"Well, that's good. In such a short period of time, it is relatively rare. Mr. Cui seemed to agree.
"If you can't do it, don't delay everyone's time, we are not like you, time is very precious. Yang Hao said disdainfully.
"The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. Yang Can groaned in a clear voice.
"What?" Yang Hao felt shocked, he really couldn't imagine that such a sentence would appear in Yang Can's mouth.
"Good sentence. If applied properly, it can become a wonderful sentence, but unfortunately, it is a pity. Mr. Cui was shocked at first, and then shook his head.
"What about the future, go on!" Yang Hao was obviously the same as Mr. Cui, thinking that Yang Can didn't know what he heard from there, and he would definitely not be able to take it.
Yang Can paused, the combination of movement and static, properly still, will have more impact than continuous movement.
"I don't know how to take it, right? I said, how can such a wonderful sentence come from your vulgar mouth. Yang Hao teased with an extremely smug expression.
"The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. The willows on the branches blow very little. There is no grass at the end of the world. Yang Can chanted continuously.
"Okay, what a world, where there is no grass. Mr. Cui patted his thigh, and when he first heard the wonderful sentence, his eyes lit up, and he looked extremely excited.
Yang Hao was stunned.
This poem, whether it is a sentence or an artistic conception, far surpasses his works, and it is absolutely everyone's demeanor.
"Good words, but unfortunately, there is a little unfinished feeling. Mr. Cui sighed deeply.
"Swing in the wall, outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall. The laughter faded into silence. Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed. Yang Can no longer hid his clumsiness, and while strolling, he chanted out the sentences one by one.
"Okay, what an amorous but ruthlessly annoyed, I, Cui Ling, have been studying for decades, and I have never heard such a good sentence. Classic, really classic. Mr. Cui was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he looked at Yang Can's eyes, full of obsession.
Yang Can couldn't help but take half a step back, really afraid that Mr. Cui would not be able to control it, so he ran over and hugged him.
"Impossible? This must be copied, with Yang Can's lack of learning and skills, he will definitely not be able to make such words. Yang Hao was stunned for a long time before he yelled hysterically.
No wonder Yang Hao doesn't believe it, let alone a teenager with no literary degree, even if he is a well-educated Confucian, it is difficult to make such good words.
When Mr. Cui heard this, he also looked at Yang Can with suspicion.
Yang Can shook his head, he didn't know enough about this world, he didn't know if that writer had ever appeared in this world, and whether he had done such a wonderful word.
A strange scene appeared.
In front of the eyes of the three people, there were green trees and red walls, with slightly dilapidated flowers in them, as well as green apricots gradually taking shape, swallows flying, green water surrounding, willow cotton gradually flying, swings in the wall, and pedestrians outside the wall.
Faint and vivid.
"Wonders of the ages, poems into scenes, this scene, no regrets in this life. ”
Mr. Cui looked satisfied.
"Original, absolutely original in this world, otherwise, there would be no mirage. Yang Can, don't worry, I will never let this wonderful song be buried in this world. Mr. Cui said with an oath.
Yang Hao's face turned red, he was still suspicious of Yang Can just now, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face immediately.
"Yang Hao, don't apologize to Yang Can soon, your groundless suspicions, I'm afraid that this word will be blasphemed and spread out, and the crime is not small. Mr. Cui shouted with a little majesty.
"I ...... No, I shouldn't have doubted you. Yang Hao felt extremely embarrassed, he never dreamed that one day he would bow his head to Yang Can and admit his mistake.
Yang Can's heart was also surprised.
In this world, calligraphy and poetry alone can create such a spectacle, and I don't know how much of a sensation those precious and abnormal Taijiquan scores will cause.
Yang Can is looking forward to it.