Half-Lost Poems...... Ask for another place...... I'm afraid of unease......

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As mentioned earlier, it is really rare for a person who has experienced a level of cultural cultivation to Han Lao's level, and it is almost an impossible task to appear works that make his eyes shine.

What's more, it's just a half-fragmented poem?

Of course, now this is not only a matter of poetic talent, but more importantly, Han Lao's clear attitude now.

I implore Fengyilou to sell him face and give him another quota...... These polite words of self-humility can naturally only be a joke. With his status and status, even if he is not the judge of this event, as long as he speaks, it is impossible for Fengyi Lou to refute his wishes.

And if this requirement can be explained by reasons such as 'I can't bear to let good works be dusty', then what Han Lao said afterwards is that I am afraid of unease, which is to maintain and appreciate it without disguise.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a great honor that is more obvious than the previous six places, and even the champion poems!

The reason is very simple, the so-called champion is just a round of competition champions in this Qinglou activity. When the event is over, who will care about this title? Who still knows this champion? But the person who is personally appreciated by Han Lao and asks for the quota maintenance, then the meaning is different, if this relationship can be developed in the future, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a step to the sky.

In an instant, all eyes in the building were focused on the page in Han Lao's hand, envy, longing, jealousy, and deep doubts. If it weren't for the fact that he knew Han Lao's morality, and knew that it was impossible for him to endorse people at will with his identity and status, then even some people began to suspect that the current play was a trick that had been colluded in advance.

And since there is no way to doubt Han Lao, he can only question the page of paper work and the person who wrote this poem.

Xu is clear about everyone's thoughts, Han Lao smiled meaningfully, did not explain anything, and directly unfolded the paper and read: "Mountain Garden Xiaomei - Zhongfang shook off Duxuanyan, and occupied the charm to Xiaoyuan. The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. ”

In the first six works, Han Lao only extracted the essence of the words and sentences to make comments and appreciation, only the current one is read out completely, or sung.

The ancient poetry recitation method is different from the general speaking sentences, which can be described directly, but in a way that seems to be chanted and sung, the tone and frustration of the flat, rhythmic, and even the battle of the previous and subsequent sentences are glued to the opposite place, and they are clearly spread out in front of people one by one.

"it!"

In the No. 3 room of Tianzi, Pan Fatzi's whole person jumped up like a ball, and subconsciously shouted out the mantra he learned from Ye Xi, and shouted, "Boss Qin, did you hear it? It's Shanyuan Xiaomei! It's Brother Ye's Shanyuan Xiaomei! Haha, we are expected to advance!"

"Don't make noise!" Qin Hanbing was also very excited, but he still held down the more excited Pan Fat Man, and stared at the downstairs.

Between the staircase and the landing, after the poem was read, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Han Lao continued to sigh with emotion: "Poetry can praise the scenery, but also send nostalgia." The first couplet of this poem begins with Mei not afraid of the cold, smiling in the wind, the words "many" and "alone" are opposed, saying that there is only this flower between heaven and earth, which is so clean and high. However, although the plum product is high, it is not proud, and it is only admired in a small garden, which is a kind of quiet and rich beauty!"

"Speaking of the couplet, this is also the favorite sentence of the old decay. The first half of the sentence outlines the bones of the plum, the shadow is sparse and its lightness, the horizontal oblique transmission of its charm, the water is clear and shallow, and the smart and warm is moist; the second half of the sentence depicts the rhyme of the plum in thick ink, and the dark fragrance writes its invisible and fragrant, which comes with the wind, which is quite interesting. Floating words come and go, drifting away, quite fairy wind bones. The moon dusk picks up its wonderful background, charming artistic conception. ”

Throughout the poem, the first couplet is extremely eye-catching, and the jaw is contemplative. There is no flower word, no plum shadow, but everywhere does not diffuse the fragrance of flowers, everywhere does not sprinkle plum shadows, deep invisible than tangible mystery. It's a pity ......"

After a pause, Han Lao shook his head regretfully, "As I just said, this is a half-fragmented poem, only the first couplet and the jaw couplet, but no neck couplet and tail couplet, which is really a big regret in the ointment." The so-called no rules do not form a circle, that is, a competition, so naturally it must be in accordance with the rules of fairness, so the old decay did not include it in the six places......"

You can't underestimate the world...... Upstairs, Ye Xi listened silently to Han Lao's comments and couldn't help nodding secretly.

His family knows his own affairs, and his song Shanyuan Xiaomei, which was copied from another sage of time and space, does deserve such praise, but it is indeed a residual poem. However, without seeing the complete poem, it was judged to be a fragment of the poem based on intuition alone...... No matter whether others can do it or not, Ye Xi boasts that he can't do it. After all, judging from the specifications, this is in line with the standard of a seven-word quatrain. And only about plum blossoms, all that should be written has been written, and it looks like a neat battle.

Downstairs, Han Lao continued, "...... But the old man really couldn't bear to be buried so easily, so he brazenly asked for another place. Of course, this also requires everyone's consent, I wonder what you think?"

In the room, "! This old man doesn't know anything, you just say that the promotion is over? Hearing that everyone still needs to agree to be promoted, Pan Fatzi quickly changed his position and complained, not knowing that it was Han Lao's insistence that they had any hope of promotion.

Fortunately, at the next moment, several people dressed as scholars in the lobby took the lead in getting up, with an excited look on their faces, and they all said their admiration for this poem, and supported Han Lao's decision in action.

Regardless of whether they are really convinced, or if they know that this matter is irreparable, they simply leave a good influence on Han Lao. But in any case, their behavior undoubtedly brought a good start, and after a while, the lobby resounded one after another echoing harmonies.

"The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, the dark fragrance floats in the moon and the ......dusk" in the No. 1 room of Tianzi, compared with the previous atmosphere, the atmosphere is slightly strange and deserted. Xiao Lao, the champion who had just been congratulated, held a wine glass in his hand, recited the poem a few times in a daze and repeatedly, and then sighed lightly, "Good poetry, good artistic conception, what a mountain garden plum!"

"The poem is a good poem, but Brother Xiao, your Yongdai poem is not bad. The speaker sat next to Xiao Lao, who was also an old man with a sixtieth birthday, his head wrapped in a scarf, dressed in a light-colored robe, if there was more fan in his hand, it would be a standard Confucian dress, looking at Han Lao, who was thanking the guests below, shaking his head and smiling, "Although Taifu has died of old age, the habit of cherishing talents and loving talents is becoming more and more revealed." ”

There was a young man in Chinese clothes on the side who seemed to be angry that the good atmosphere here was destroyed, and said disdainfully: "What do you cherish and love talents, but you are just a lucky person who occasionally gets a broken sentence." I see that Mrs. Han shouldn't let him be promoted, don't say anything about violating the rules, maybe the next person will expose his true level, and he will have to put on some face because of this. ”

"Hehe, what Tian Shao said is not bad. However, discernment is a matter that requires luck, and Mrs. Han's move is out of fairness and kindness...... There's nothing wrong with that. ”

"I think Tao Lao's words are really fair, how about it, Tao Lao, you can make a move, let that person see what talent is?"

The old man in the sixtieth armor who was called Tao Lao waved his hand again and again when he heard this: "No, Brother Xiao has just won the first place, and it is a good strategy to go to the next city in one go." ”

"Brother Tao, don't be humble, you and I know each other's talents, and you will fight this round. After a pause, Xiao Lao, who was dressed in a green robe, frowned slightly, and then smiled, "At this time, I can also figure out the first mountain garden Xiaomei to see if I can continue to write its neck couplet." ”

"Xiao Lao is happy to see the hunt, it seems that another masterpiece is about to come out, but I don't know who should sign it at that time, why don't I send someone to inquire first?" haha......

Although there was an accident, it was always the champion, and after a few jokes, the atmosphere of the room returned to the same as before. While talking and laughing, seeing that Xiao Lao really had no intention of fighting again, Yan Shao looked at Tao Lao and said, "Since Xiao Lao has no intention of fighting again, then I will ask Tao Lao to you next." ”

Tao Lao shook his head and smiled: "It seems that I am going to be put on the fire, Brother Xiao, what you are doing is not very authentic...... Okay, Yan Shao rest assured, Tao will do his best to live up to the trust!"

"Haha, okay! Come, let's toast a glass of victory wine for Tao Lao......"

......

Thanks to Han Lao, after the first round of the competition, the number of promotion places was increased from the original 20 to 21 people, a total of 21 people.

is still the same sentence, Han Lao's face, Fengyilou will not give it. Moreover, the newly added places will not affect the other qualifiers, and everyone has no opinion.

The biggest beneficiary here, that is, naturally Ye Xi and a few people who were lucky enough to be shortlisted, can be regarded as an unexpected joy, and they have to cheer and celebrate. Especially after seeing the attitude of everyone downstairs to determine the promotion, the overjoyed Pan Fatzi immediately paid money to reward a few Qinglou women who had helped with ink research before, and the amount was not small.

According to the meaning of his original words, with Ye Xi's talent, since half of the residual poems have conquered Han Taifu, then it is impossible to write a complete poem in seconds, and there is no need to think about flower appreciation at all......

"Let's talk about the verses that follow. ”

"What?"

"The neck and tail couplets behind the dusk of the dark incense floating moon. Qin Hanbing looked over, "I remember that you were about to write it at the time, but you didn't write it in the end." ”

Ye Xi touched his nose: "Uh, I wanted to write it, but didn't I think about it yet......"

Shall I tell you that I forgot the last two sentences?

That's right, that's what it is. It's not that Ye Xi deliberately wanted to write half a poem and pretend to be forced, but that he really forgot the last two sentences.

Well, Ye Xi said that he can't be blamed for this, you must know that he is illiterate who has not even received nine years of compulsory education. Although under the education of the old Taoist priest, his cultural level is not low, especially in Chinese studies, and even the average college student in this major can be crushed. But it depends on which aspect it is, he can memorize the Taoist classics backwards, but in terms of poetry and songs, he only selects some classics and occasionally looks at them.

It's really not surprising that there will be such an embarrassing scene of forgetting words. For example, if life is only as first seen, most people must have heard of this poem, but how many people know what the second half of the poem is? What about the next ......sentence?

Ye Xi is just an ordinary person, at best, he is a lover of classical literature, and he wants to have an in-depth understanding of the charm of poetry, Confucian classic culture, etc., then Ye Xi said that he is really wrong with this major!

Seeing that Qin Hanbing frowned slightly, as if he was still a little skeptical, Ye Xi decisively pointed out the window: "The second question is coming out, listen carefully, we can't be careless." ”

This can't be completely regarded as a diversion of the topic, to be honest, Ye Xi is indeed a little nervous right now. is not only the problem that he does not have enough poetry reserves, but also a suitable and inappropriate question, such as the question of flowers just written, Ye Xi originally wanted to write peach blossoms, the first two sentences were written in this door last year, and the peach blossoms on the human face were written out, but after thinking about it, he still crossed it out.

This is because it is inappropriate, Ye Xi doesn't know how to explain the last two sentences, the human face is unknown, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze...... Don't forget, the final reward of this competition is to be able to enter Su Niannian's boudoir and talk with him at night. To put it bluntly, it's a pickle girl, and it's a pickle girl, you still write poems and never forget the Yiren standing under the peach blossom tree, isn't this a proper scumbag, that is, you can't get promoted, you will brush it down......

The second question was still written by Su Niannian, but she was talking to Han Lao beside her at this time, who was slightly stunned at first, and then smiled slightly bitterly, but after thinking about it, she still nodded lightly. So Su Niannian turned around and faced everyone, her voice was still as cold as when she sang the lyrics: "The second round of the competition, well, everyone must know Mrs. Han, then please compose poems and lyrics on the topic of Mrs. Han." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the lobby, and everyone looked stunned, regardless of whether they were promoted or not.

On the second floor, Pan Fatzi was the most direct, and blurted out: "Isn't this special lady clearly asking us to make a sycophant?"

The words are not rough, Ye Xi is now beginning to wonder if Su Niannian's move is because of Fengyi Lou's instructions, and he wants to take the opportunity to curry favor with this Han Lao.

You must know that the retired Han Taifu is the referee of this event, and only ten people will be promoted in this round, and he has three places in his hands. In this way, whoever wants to be promoted from him, then who dares to write scribble?

No, there is no way to write!

First of all, what Pan Fatzi said about sycophants should not work, or it is difficult to get through. Literati are all particular about style, even if it is to avoid suspicion, this Han Lao will not let the sycophants advance easily. Unless you have no trace of this sycophant, and you are in the middle of it...... Secondly, it is even more problematic to do the opposite, after all, this Han Lao doesn't look like a fool no matter how he looks, you say that he is old, scold him for being ugly, and ridicule him for being indecent...... Hell it would make you advance like that!

And the positive is not good, and the reverse is not good, how can this be good?

............ (To be continued.) )