Despite the reluctance of thousands of people, Ying accepted it. After all, she can't jump out and shout that her father-in-law is a liar. Even though I am a liar, as a liar lady, she will try her best to defend me, which makes me feel guilty.

In just a few days, Wang Chen Xueying's name has become a household name in Chang'an City, and his masterpiece has been copied among nobles and scholars, causing a sensation and causing great shock in the academic world.

In the early Tang Dynasty, the literati mostly used the ancient poetry style, that is, the poems written by the old inscriptions of Yuefu, and all the words "song", "line", "chant", "introduction", "lane", "exercise" and "song" in the poem title should belong to the ancient style of poetry, such as Li Bai's "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell".

Ancient style poetry is also called ancient poetry, ancient style. Ancient style poems are not limited by metrical rhythms, and each poem can have more or fewer sentences, as few as two sentences, as many as dozens of sentences, or hundreds of sentences. The number of words in each sentence is varied, and there are four, five, six, seven, and even uneven miscellaneous words.

And I blame Yu Ying's "Inscription Wild Goose Pagoda" is a masterpiece of the mature and prevalent period of the new poetic style, with a difference of nearly 170 before and after.

Near-style poetry, also known as modern poetry, is a metrical poem relative to ancient poetry. Near-body poetry originated in Qi Liang and matured in the Tang Dynasty. It includes quatrains, rhythmic poems, and rhythms. There are four quatrains, each sentence is called five uniques, each sentence is called seven uniques, two or four sentences rhyme, the first sentence can rhyme, or not, there is no requirement for battle. There are eight sentences in the poem, each sentence with five words is called five rhythms, each sentence with seven words is called seven rhythms, even sentences rhyme, and the first sentence can rhyme or not. Every two sentences of the poem are a couplet, which are called the first couplet, the jaw couplet, the neck couplet, and the tail couplet, and the jaw couplet and the neck couplet must be opposed. More than ten sentences are arranged, like a lyric poem, except for the first and last two couplets, the middle couplets are all opposed, and the rhyme is the same as the lyric poem. The words used in near-body poems should also pay attention to the plain, and there is a saying that "one, three, five, two, four, and six are distinct".

Although the new poetry style has been very perfect at this time, there are not many masterpieces, and the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty at this time are either in infancy, or have not yet formed embryos.

The pure white-bearded old man held the "Title Wild Goose Pagoda" in his hand and recited it silently over and over again, trembling, and the old tears were all over and over. Grandpa Yihua said in a trembling voice: "Is this really from a woman's hand? ”

The white-bearded grandfather sighed, nodded slightly, and then shook his head painfully, his expression was desolate and sad.

"Looking at this work, bold and delicate, lyrical and magnificent, the masterpiece of the world! We have been in the literary world for decades, but we are not as good as a woman, sad, lamentable! Grandpa Whitebeard was excited.

Grandpa Whitebeard was silent, heartbroken, and sighed.

"The style of the grandmaster, creating a precedent, will surely be passed down through the ages! Such a masterpiece is actually in the hands of a woman, what face does my generation have to survive in the world? I have been able to self-proclaim poetry for many years, ridiculous, ridiculous! ”

"This woman has been rumored for a while, and we are unaware of it, which is really careless. I didn't expect to be able to make such a masterpiece today, which made me ashamed. Me, hey! Grandpa Huabai shook his head, unable to speak.

Chang'an, a meeting place for a scholar.

Framed "Title Wild Goose Pagoda" hung high above the hall, all the scholars shook their heads and recited it, some bowed their heads to copy it, fell in love at first sight, and grinded their teeth and rubbed their palms......

A scribe sat in front of everyone, beaming proudly, "Everyone, have you all seen it?" "Listen to the voice is Brother Ginseng of 999.

"That's going to be put away next." With that, he got up and took off the banner, carefully rolled it up, and put it into a long, narrow mahogany box.

"Open your eyes, huh? What is poetry? That's what poetry is! He looked around at everyone with a high profile.

"Brother Tai, don't you know that Wang Chen Xueying is a ....... woman?" A scholar wanted to be sure.

"! Does the man have two surnames? What words! "Brother Ninety-Nine-Nine spat and splashed.

"Brother Tai, what is your relationship with this family?" Another gentleman asked.

"It's a long story." The ninth brother clicked on the table, the tea was delivered immediately, and nodded with satisfaction, "This talented girl is my two little guesses, my childhood sweetheart's friend ........" There is infinite tenderness in the eyes.

"Ahh Everyone was sorry, amazed, puzzled, and sad.

"Ahh The ninth brother didn't like to be interrupted when he was talking, "Wang Xiu, Prince Hao's wife!" ”

"Oh~" everyone rejoiced.

"One day, Princess Lanling and I will ......... with Qujiang," the ninth brother looked fascinated.

"Ahh The people were jealous, envious, resentful, and resentful.

"Ahhhh Is there still a bit of upbringing? "The ninth brother is angry" during this period, there are also Brother Zihao, Brother Dezhao, and Brother ........ world. ”

"Brother, are you talking in one go? Don't keep telling everyone to misunderstand, make us startled, and you have to be dedicated to storytelling, right? A disgruntled brother offered advice.

"That's it!" The crowd agreed.

"What do you mean? What is storytelling? It's a fact! Didn't you see that? Her Royal Highness the Princess's Mobao! I borrowed it from Her Royal Highness the Princess just yesterday! Seeing that everyone had succumbed to their momentum, "Forget it, don't see it like you guys who are rare and weird." ”

"Yes, don't be with us, you say yours." One person came out to play the round.

"What did I say just now?" The ninth brother forgets when he is angry.

"You talked about Princess Yu's tryst!" Busy someone reminded.

"Go! No seriousness, we're a party! The ninth brother didn't care about this, "The tryst ..... party that day, it was really a grand event in the literary world!" A few of our talented people get together......... You're fascinated, aren't you? ”

"Go! Fascinated! The crowd nodded.

"So..................... And ah.................. So................. later..................... Finally............"

The ninth brother gushed endlessly, and everyone nodded more than once.

The palace, the back house.

"Xianggong!" Ying complained coquettishly.

"Madame......... "I didn't expect to make such a big move, and six invitations came to the house early in the morning. It seems that Ying is going to be busy these days.

"What should I do with the concubine?" Ying said anxiously.

"Just go for it! Doesn't Madame also like this kind of party? "I took it for granted.

"But the concubine body thinks it's not suitable"

"How is it not appropriate?"

"After all, the concubine is an impostor, and I feel uncomfortable." Ying frowned.

"Madam, look at me," I said affectionately, turning around and posing for a suit advertisement.

Although it has been a husband and wife for a long time, Ying is still so shy at this time.

"Ying, do you love me?" I tried to fill my tone with that legendary magnetism.

"....... Eun," Ying replied in an embarrassed whisper.

"I love you too! The love is deep. "My heart is full of affection.

"Xianggong ....." Ying is like that, she is not immune to such words.

"My people, my heart, all I have belong to my beloved wife. Ying, I belong to you, everything is. "I'm used to it, I don't feel sick anymore.

Ying was already a little shaky, and I hurriedly pulled her into my arms and let her lean on.

"My people are yours, my heart is yours, including poetry." I'm good at it.

"The poem is mine too?" Ying is a little confused.

"It's definitely yours, all the poems I make in the future will be yours!" I'm cut to the core.

"That kind of unreasonable, right?"

"What's unconscionable? You and I are husband and wife, you are me, I am you, this is reasonable! As for those invitations, if the lady wants to go, she will go, and if she doesn't want to go, she must not share anything with her husband anymore, and the husband will feel sad in her heart. ”

"En" Ying nodded.

"Now follow me and say, I wrote "Title Wild Goose Pagoda".

"You wrote "Wild Goose Pagoda"." Ying hasn't adapted yet.

"Wrong! It's me! Not you! ”

"It's you!"

…………………………..

"I wrote "Wild Goose Pagoda"

"I wrote "Title Wild Goose Pagoda", Ying finally got her senses.

"Okay, keep repeating until you're thirsty!" I rob while the fire is hot, and I don't strike while the iron is hot.

"The Wild Goose Pagoda is the ................. I made" Ying went into self-hypnosis, and I was finally relieved that she had accepted this fact.

An hour later, "Ying, have you decided to attend those parties?" I asked

"Go! Why don't you go, my father-in-law's poems are my poems, how can I not go to such a face-saving thing! Ying already took it for granted.

"Good!" That's what I want, "Proud of your husband and wife!" ”

"Xianggong ......" Ying was about to speak, but was interrupted by the second daughter who came in.

Cheng Chu came and waited for me in the vestibule.