Mr. Goyanagi looked at the twenty-eight characters written in a wild cursive in front of him, muttered to himself, and involuntarily read it out loud.

"The valley is more northern, and it is late to divide the flowers every year."

"Do you know the high standard Yiyun? It's when the ice is snowing! ”

The first two sentences are scene-based, and the last two are lyrical.

It is the standard structure of a quatrain.

And this poem is about plum, but there is not a single plum word in the whole poem!

It can be seen that the level of the poet is good!

The most commendable thing is, in fact, that this poem uses plum as a metaphor!

And the person who is being said is himself!

The plum blossoms are born from the valley, and even if there is a lack of sunlight every year, the branches still face north.

And when he was young, his family was poor, but he still studied hard, and finally won the title of the gold list, entered the Jinluan Palace, and became a protégé of the Son of Heaven!

That plum blossom is a high standard Yiyun, and he also does not bend his waist for five buckets of rice!

Aren't these first three sentences a true portrayal of the first half of his Mr. Wuliu's life?

The last sentence is even more remarkable!

The plum blossoms will bloom at the coldest of temperatures, but what about him?

That Huainan Gu Shijun wanted to use this to persuade him that one day, he would be able to see the moon when the flowers bloomed!

You don't have to be decadent because of a momentary defeat, just work hard and wait for the cold to come!

Only then, the people of the world will know who is the real plum blossom, the real talent!

Mr. Goyanagi reads it! Thoroughly understand this seven-character quatrain!

He picked up the roll of rice paper with great dignity, trembled all over, and asked in as calm a tone as possible: "Does this poem have a poem name?" ”

"The family teacher once said that this poem is called "Yongmei Gift Five Willows".

"Yongmei Gift Five Willows" ......"

"Huainan Gu Shijun is worthy of the name of the poet, and he is old and decayed in poetry, I am afraid it is difficult to look at it."

"And the sex is gentle, gentle and pure, and he is a masterpiece in the world!"

Rumble!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked!

The students who made mocking words before, saying that Gu Beichuan was famous and pretentious, were all dumbfounded now.

At first, Mr. Wuliu was obviously very disappointed with that Huainan poet, and at that time, they had a bad mouth, which naturally had nothing to do with it.

But what's going on now?

Mr. Wuliu actually praised the character and poetic talent of the poet in public!

And use words that are hard to look forward to, when the world is a masterpiece!

If they speak out again, they will not know how to lift up!

So the group of people hung their heads and remained silent.

"Humph! Why don't you make a noise now? Isn't it loud? ”

Naturally, there are also people who can't stand their behavior, so they ridicule them.

"In my opinion, you people are the unhealthy trend in my Jiangnan literary circle!"

"I only know flattery, and I don't have the determination to do learning."

This sounds like a scolding of those students who have just spoken out.

But in fact, it refers to Sang scolding Huai.

Sure enough, when Shui Xi heard this, his face was already red.

With a wave of his sleeves, he said angrily: "How good is the poem?" After all, it's just a white ding who can't be famous! ”

It's just that if he said this at the beginning, there would still be people flattering him. Now it is completely regarded as a deaf ear by everyone, and there is no response at all.

Seeing this, Shuixi was even more indignant.

Since he taught Gu Xingwen, which one has not been respectful to him?

When did you receive such a breath?

At that time, he flicked his sleeves and made a gesture to leave.

But he waited left and right, and waited for a long time, but saw that no one came to persuade him.

Seeing this, Shuixi was helpless, so he left.

On the high platform, everyone surrounded Zhen Renyi and kept talking.

"Benevolence and righteousness, this Huainan Gu Shijun is so talented, and his attainments in poetry are even more unique, if you follow him to learn, can you get one or two of them?"

"Naturally, I'm not afraid to tell you that my teacher once wrote a written talk, which is enough to be regarded as a model by poets like us."

"Now, I, Zhen someone, study hard day and night, and wait until the spring, and I will definitely be able to achieve something in the subject of poetry."

"There are such strange books! I don't know if you can take it out and let me wait for a look or two? ”

Zhen Renyi was originally dancing with his eyebrows and smiling happily, but when he heard the words at this moment, he made a mistake and said: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that this is the work of the teacher, and I don't plan to make it public." ”

"Really, something is wrong."

When everyone heard this, they showed their understanding and said, "Save it, we can save it." ”

In today's literary circle, there are only a few well-known Confucians, and even fewer are good at teaching and educating people.

But without exception, each of them has the ability to press the bottom of the box by hand.

It is only passed on to his own apprentices, and will not be passed on.

Now it seems that this Huainan poet also has such skills!

But thinking about it, people can write so many popular poems and make such a big name at the age of less than a weak crown.

There must be some know-how.

It's just that now it seems that only Zhen Renyi can enjoy this secret story.

"Alas, it's a pity, why isn't that Gu Shijun from our Jiangnan clan?"

"That is, if Gu Shijun is from the Jiangnan clan and enters Songshan Academy, he will definitely have a place, and we will naturally be able to see this talk at that time."

"Hmph, you're really short-sighted. Gu Shijun's role, can it be replaced by a mere pen talk? ”

"Yes, once upon a time, although the Huainan literary world was also prosperous, compared with our Jiangnan literary circle, it was a little worse after all."

"But looking at it now, but for more than a month, the world almost only knows Huainan Gu Shijun, but not my Jiangnan literary circle!"

"Hmph, if Gu Shijun was born in Jiangnan, how could he call those Huainan children so arrogant!"

When it came to this topic, everyone was filled with righteous indignation and indignation.

Even if he was as indifferent as Mr. Wuliu, he sighed and said, "If Gu Shijun can be born in my Jiangnan, it is indeed a great blessing." ”

Hearing these voices, Zhen Renyi's eyes moved, remembering that Gu Beichuan gave them a lecture in the past, the not very authentic Huainan dialect, and the Jiangnan accent, and suddenly scratched his heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally said: "Ladies and gentlemen, there is a sentence of benevolence and righteousness, I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

"What did Renyi say, all of us present are our own family members in the Jiangnan literary circle, can you still be excluded because you went to Huainan to study?"

"There's something to say, but it's okay to say it!"

Hearing this, a warm current surged in Zhen Renyi's heart, and then he also let it go, and said: "Actually, in my opinion, maybe the family teacher may really be from Jiangnan!" ”

Rumble!

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately set off an uproar.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

"Ren... Benevolence and righteousness, you can't talk nonsense, otherwise I'm afraid something will go wrong. ”

"Yes, the Huainan literary circle, now regards Gu Shijun as a treasure, your words, let them hear it, lest it cause trouble."

"These words come out of your mouth and into my ears, and it is better not to let others know about it from now on."

Hearing this, Zhen Renyi suddenly became angry and said, "You must believe me, what I say is well-founded!" ”