Taixue's nine products, eight doctors, and six products.

It stands to reason that when the celebration banquet was held, this business should have seen Zhao Ta in the Daqing Palace, but he was not in Tokyo during that time, he went to Yingtianfu to supervise the school and did not attend the banquet.

However, as a Zhengliupin official, he may have seen it in the side, not necessarily face it, maybe just sideways back, or maybe glimpse it from afar.

Si Ye felt like this at the moment, he felt that he must have seen this madness somewhere before, and he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

At this time, the writing after transcribing the case said: "The scholar who came to the stage came to leave his name." ”

Zhao Ta shook his head: "Don't be busy leaving your name first, let's make a poem." ”

The calligrapher also heard about writing poems with his feet, and seeing that he refused to record his name, he looked at the business behind him.

Si Ye was puzzled in his heart, so he nodded: "Let him compose poems first!" ”

On the side, Xuezheng immediately whispered: "Si Ye, this is not in accordance with the rules. ”

Si Ye frowned and said: "It's okay, if he does well, he will leave his name, and if he does not do well, he will ask for punishment." ”

Xuezheng said: "How can this crazy student do well, I think he didn't dare to go on stage, and he didn't want to apologize because of face, but now it's just pretentious and pretentious." ”

Si Ye said: "Let's do it first." ”

The pen got a reply, and said to Zhao Ta: "The scholar writes poetry." ”

Zhao Ta looked at the audience, everyone was staring at him, and he smiled: "There are a lot of Mid-Autumn Festival poems in ancient times, and it is difficult to come up with new ideas, so I will fill in a song today." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience, and even the doctors of Taixue on the stage also looked at each other.

That Xuezheng said: "Qu? How can the song be elegant, I think this crazy student is deliberately making trouble and sensationalizing! ”

Si Ye shook his head and said: "Since it is a poetry club, it is feasible to make a song." ”

Poetry is actually a general term for a literary genre, and it does not just refer to quatrain poetry.

And words, songs, tanka, short fu, etc., can all be called poems.

Therefore, the poetry club can not only write the law of the music, but also fill in the lyrics, fill in the music, and even write a short essay on the four li.

At this time, a scholar in the audience shouted: "Is this brother a song or a suite?" ”

The Reiwa suite is a clear song, with no action or plain speech, and is only used for singing and chanting.

The order is independent of a song, and the small order can be combined with the same song card as a large order, also known as a song.

A suite of songs is composed of a number of different pieces of music to express the emotions of the same scenery.

This kind of Qingqu basically does not enter the play to do lyrics, and it is different from the big song in the play that is strung together with many brands and sings different things.

Qingqu rarely adds the number of words under each song card, and it is probably in accordance with the fixed word grid.

In addition to the use of rhyme and the difference in words, the wording is more popular and straightforward, elegant and vulgar, more understandable, and more smooth to laugh and scold.

But it is precisely because the language of the song is plain and straightforward, that ordinary people can understand it, so it is not elegant to learn Zhengcai, and what the people can understand is probably not profound.

But from the perspective of circulation, the circulation of a good song in the world is actually higher than words.

After all, the words are mostly in the upper class of scholars and doctors, and they are limited to the number of people, while the songs are more in the market, and more people hear them and are more understandable.

As for the Song opera that was not popular in later generations, it was just because of the words of this dynasty, which were sought after by scholars and doctors, and deliberately distanced themselves from Li Shu.

Just as the Tang Dynasty is still a law and an ancient poem, so the Tang Ci is not much in later generations, and the Yuan is the same, the Yuan Shangqu, so the Yuan Ci will be few in later generations.

This kind of Qingqu also has a name, and the folk mostly call it Sanqu.

Zhao Ta looked at the shouting scholar and said with a smile: "Just fill in an order." ”

The scholar below applauded when he heard this, and it was obvious that he had a soft spot for music.

Yan Shizi and the others frowned, as a student, they have been studying for more than ten or twenty years, and they all know about Qingqu, and they have even written it, but no one can write it well.

Just because the song is not only to be understood by readers, but also to the common people, and it must be easy to understand, which is really a bit twisted for students who do allusions all day long.

Therefore, the songs written are often nondescript, the words are not words, and the songs are not songs, which is quite a bit of a feeling.

The gentleman below shouted again: "What brand does Brother Tai make?" ”

Zhao Ta said: "It's good to make a laurel order." ”

The scholar's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said yes in a row.

It turned out that the song brand of this Gui Ling was evolved from the Tang Dynasty word card, also known as "the first branch of the autumn wind", "Guanghan Autumn", "Toad Palace Song", "Tianxiang Yin" and other names, the most suitable for the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon, all the music cards are more suitable for the Mid-Autumn Festival than this Gui Ling.

Zhao Ta looked back at the Taixue officials behind him, only to see that all of them had complicated expressions, and couldn't help but smile slightly, and secretly said in his heart, Mr. Yunzhuang, offended.

Then he looked up at the full moon in the night sky and began to chant:

Who grinds a round of flying mirrors? Shine through the universe and print through the mountains and rivers.

The jade dew is lingling, and there is no wave in the autumn sky, and there is more clear light than the night, and there is no obstacle to the Guiying.

Lao Tzu sang, in order to ask Chang'e, how about a good night, not drunk?

In just a few sentences, a poem of laurel Ling Mid-Autumn Festival was completed, and a dreamlike, half-bold, half-absurd picture jumped into everyone's minds.

The pins on the stage can be heard, and the audience is silent.

After a long time, Si Ye came back to his senses, he took a long breath, and said to himself: "Okay, it's good, this is the taste, this is the taste of the song!" ”

All the doctors also came out of the artistic conception of this song, looking at each other, all of them were shocked, how can someone do this kind of music, isn't it, isn't it......

At this moment, they all have an idea in their hearts, but no one dares to say it, if the song can be made like this, wouldn't it be possible to compete with the words? Compete!

No one dares to say it, no one refuses to admit it in their hearts, after all, words are the mainstream of the moment, and they were even added to the imperial examination for a time. It is so offensive to say such things, especially to those who are the writers of the world.

But the few words just now directly pulled them into a clear and grotesque, unique artistic conception, which made them want to stop, and their hearts were immersed and unwilling to break free, and they couldn't help but want to shout good.

At this moment, Si Ye opened his mouth, and a doctor followed: "Sure enough, it's a good song, I haven't heard of it, this song can be so wonderful!" ”

Another doctor twisted his beard and said: "Good song, really good song, common but not vulgar, universal things, elegant and vulgar appreciation, elegant and vulgar appreciation, this is the real song!" ”

Some of the students below also began to praise them, especially the scholar who was interested in music before, who smiled happily and shouted to a few classmates next to him: "I just said that music is not worse than words, but we can't make a good one, and now this brother can write such a wonderful song, what else do you have to say?" ”

Several people around him obviously argued with him because of the lyrics and songs, and they couldn't help but blush at the moment, and were shocked by this song of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but even if they admit it in their hearts, they don't want to admit defeat, one of them said: "It was written by this brother, and it was not written by you Gao Yan first, if you can make such a song, I will admit that the song does not lose the lyrics." ”

The scholar surnamed Gao was not annoyed when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Zhang Zhongzong, Brother Tai and I on the stage are fellow people, but what you say is really sophistry. ”

The scholar next to him said: "Yan Xian, this song is excellent, different from those that are circulating now, but this is a work that is appropriate to the situation, and it can't represent everything, right?" ”

The scholar surnamed Gao shook his head: "It's a bad word, I believe that brother Tai can not only make a song that suits the occasion, but also a song next to it." ”

Another scholar said: "It doesn't make a big difference whether it should be a good situation, if this brother can make a similar tune, I will serve Yan Xian's words before you!" ”

The scholar surnamed Gao looked at this person: "Shaoyang, then you have to obey, I think this brother will definitely be able to do it again!" ”

At this time, Yan Shizi and the others next to him were all pale, and the song filled in by Zhao Ta on the stage had obviously shocked the four seats, and even the other students praised it.

And the four students who have always been good at quality evaluation, Gao Deng, Zhang Yuanqian, Xu Kui, and Chen Dong, although they seem to be arguing, they also admit the good of this song in and out of the words.

Yan Shizi's voice trembled a little, and he whispered to the scholar who had a poem on the pillar wall: "Brothers, is this song good...... But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with foot writing, right? ”

When everyone heard this, they glared at him and didn't answer, saying that if you didn't cause trouble, then the madman would come on stage to compose? Everyone is still happy and proud of their own poems, how can it be as embarrassing as now!

Tai Xuezheng looked embarrassed, he is naturally a person who reads poetry and books, how can he not judge whether it is good or bad? This is a song that will definitely be sung, and it will not be passed on to future generations, which really slaps him in the face.

But where is he willing to admit that he was wrong, that is, the more he looks at the crazy life in front of him, the more angry he becomes, and he can't help but say: "I'm afraid it's only this one, although this song has a good artistic conception, it's hard to find in the world, but if you want to write this kind of bold absurdity again, I'm afraid you can't, I think this song is not enough to measure the madness!" ”

The meaning of his words is obvious, this song is Meng, and it is impossible to write a second song with a similar artistic conception, so it is impossible to judge Zhao Ta's talent.

Si Ye was dissatisfied when he heard this: "The article is natural, and the magic hand is even if it can't write a similar artistic conception, but it is not without poetry that has been passed down to the world in a lonely piece." ”

The doctor also said: "Tang has a lonely piece of Chunjiang flowers and moonlit nights, although this song is not as good, but it is enough to pass it on, even if this scholar only writes this article in his life, he will envy me and so on!" ”

Xuezheng heard this, and became more and more ashamed, although he had studied for half his life, he knew that no one present, including Si Ye, could write an article that would be handed down to the world.

At this time, the literary world was far from the atmosphere when everyone was rampant, the stars were shining, and they reflected each other, although it was impossible to say how to wither, but it was not as good as much.

At least they are too learned and there is no such thing as Qin Shaoyou, the more he thinks about it, the more he hates it, and the more he feels that the crazy life in front of him is a song that has been made, and he can't help but get up and walk.

He came to Zhao Ta and said with a calm face: "This song is well written!" ”

Zhao Ta looked at him, thinking that it was not good, I am afraid that I will not be able to write it for you in a hundred years, he smiled and said: "Xuezheng Miao praised, it is just a matter of getting it, and it is not worth Xuezheng's praise." ”

"You ......" Xuezheng was angry when he heard the words, and only hummed after a while: "I think you can only fill in this tune, I am afraid that this kind of artistic conception is difficult to write, why should you use your feet to compose poems as a wild word, how can you count only one tune!" ”

Zhao Ta raised his eyebrows and said, "What does that mean?" ”

Xuezheng sneered: "Since you dare to say that writing poems with your feet is better than the students below, that one song is definitely not enough, you can write a Mid-Autumn Festival poem...... No, fill in another Mid-Autumn Festival song, I will admit your wild words, if you can't fill it out, you should apologize to the students below! ”

Zhao Ta stretched out his hand and touched his chin, is this a trick, I actually want to fill in another song, and it has to be the same Mid-Autumn Festival song, this is obviously difficult, I am afraid that Su Dabeard will be reborn, and he will not be able to fill in the second song in a short time.

It is not easy to write poems and fill in the lyrics, some poets have to polish and carve for a few months or even half a year, even if they have occasional gains, they have only heard of a sentence and a half, and they have not heard of two poems.

Although this song was not made by him, it is tiring to carry it, isn't it? You have to think about it, it's also brain-consuming.

He said, "What does it mean to learn right...... If I make another song, Xuezheng will recognize my words? ”

Xuezheng Dao: "If you compose another Mid-Autumn Festival song, and you still have the same artistic conception, I will recognize the words you wrote with your feet." ”

Zhao Ta smiled: "Xue is my own recognition? Xuezheng is really good at taking responsibility, Xiaosheng admires, I will make another song, but the previous words have nothing to do with the sergeants in the audience, as long as I make it, it is written with my feet is stronger than Xuezheng! ”

When he said this, Xuezheng was stunned, and all the students below were also stunned, and Gordon smiled: "Miaoye, Miaoye, this brother Tai is really a wonderful person!" ”

Chen Dong also nodded and said: "Although I didn't come close to the side before, I also asked clearly, the words of writing poems with feet were spoken by this brother of the brother's family, not from the mouth of the brother. ”

Gordon said: "Since this is the case, it proves that this brother is not an arrogant person, but he is talented, and his family wants him to show off, he doesn't want to write poetry, but he was squeezed into power by others and Xuezheng." ”

Chen Dong nodded and said, "It should be so!" ”

At this time, the school on stage looked puzzled, glanced at the audience, and said, "Do you think you can really do it?" If you don't do well, you have to leave your name in the school and apologize to everyone! ”

Zhao Ta smiled and nodded, Xuezheng saw that he agreed, and there was a slight drumming in his heart, but he secretly thought that he would make two Mid-Autumn Festival tunes on the spot, and he had to have the same artistic conception, which was simply impossible, even if he was afraid of the great Confucian of the poetry sect, he couldn't do it, let alone a young student who was less than twenty years old.

But for the sake of prudence, he still asked: "It must be a song, not before losing!" ”

Zhao Ta said: "Everyone can prove it, how can it be fake!" ”

Xuezheng snorted: "You do it, if you can do it, I think it's it!" ”

He is a Jiupin official, but at this time it is already a dispute between literati, and the official body is useless, and he only speaks by writing.

Zhao Ta took two steps forward with his hand, and then said, "Then make another order, and make the first ...... Putianle! ”

Putianle, the name of the song, also known as "Huangmeiyu", the north song belongs to the Zhonglu Palace, and the south song belongs to the main palace.

It can be used for large and small reams, loose sets, and miscellaneous dramas.

Gordon immediately applauded in the audience: "Brother Taiwan is a great talent, and Putianle is also in the right place!" ”

The boss on the stage muttered: "Putianle...... Mid-Autumn Festival? ”

The doctor next to him nodded: "Si Ye, it is Pu Tianle." ”

Si Ye thought for a while: "I remember this order, it's a common brand. ”

The doctor said: "There are also strings of cards in the play, but the more you do this, the more difficult it becomes, and most of them are reduced to vulgar tunes. ”

Si Ye looked at Zhao Ta and pondered slightly.

Zhao Ta thought for a few breaths at the moment, and then slowly spoke:

Luoyang flowers, Liang Yuanyue, good flowers must be bought, and Haoyue must be credited.

The flowers leaned on the fence to see the rotten bloom, and the moon once asked the wine for the reunion night.

There are profits and losses in the month, and the flowers are blooming, and I want to say goodbye to the most bitter part of life.

The flowers are close to the three springs, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is missing.

After chanting, the stage fell silent again.

Suddenly, Si Ye stood up from behind the case, and slapped the table with his palm: "What a Haoyue mustache!" ”

It's still that kind of artistic conception, and the previous Gui Ling has a taste, the doctors on both sides mostly close their eyes slightly, experiencing the artistic conception in the song, some have a faint smile on the corner of their mouths, some look a little melancholy, and some shake their heads as if repeating the song in a low voice.

Xuezheng was already dead at this time, "Oh Oo" took a few steps back, and then stood there in a daze for a long time, looking down at everyone and not daring to look at everyone, and then directly covered his face with the sleeves of his robe, stumbled and jumped off the stage, all the way in a hurry, and staggered away.

In front of the audience, Zhao Yan shouted: "Is the rank acceptable? ”

Yan Xuexue and the others were stunned on the spot, all of them looked ashamed, standing or walking, their mouths open, and they didn't know what to say.

Gordon shouted: "Brother Tai is talented, little brother Gordon admires!" ”

With that, he bowed deeply.

Zhao Ta returned the salute on stage.

At this time, Dr. Taixue came over, his eyes were hot, and his expression was warm: "I don't know the name of the little friend yet, come quickly, and post it on the post." ”

Before Zhao Ta could answer, another doctor came up from behind, pushed the front, grabbed Zhao Ta's sleeve and said, "I don't know if Xiaoyou is willing to come to me to study too much?" I would like to teach my friends personally! ”

Si Ye stood behind the case, and had the heart to step forward, but he was a six-grade official, so he couldn't be too disrespectful, and coughed and said, "Let's let this scholar report his name first!" ”

Hearing this, the two doctors hurriedly urged, and Zhao Ta smiled: "There is no need to sign up." ”

The doctor said, "Little friend, how can this be? How can you post a column wall without a name and surname? ”

Zhao Ta shook his head: "Does the doctor think that this song is not inferior to the words?" ”

The doctor hurriedly said: "It's not bad, it's not bad, I think that as soon as Xiaoyou's two songs come out, it will definitely shock Shilin, and it won't be long before a wave of music will arise!" ”

Zhao Ta smiled: "That's enough!" ”

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the flower platform directly, walked towards Zhao Fujin's sister and brother, and then led the two of them out of the crowd without looking back.

The doctor on the stage looked anxious: "Please also leave your name......"

Zhao Ta wanted to leave his name, but next to him, Zhao Yan was unwilling, thought about it and turned around and shouted: "My second brother is the first talented man in the world!" ”

The world's first merry talent? Si Ye was stunned on the stage for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the familiarity of the back immediately matched a name.

He trembled, and immediately ran to the side of the stage in three steps and two steps, looked at the figure that had gone away, and shouted in a trembling voice: "His Royal Highness King Qin, His Royal Highness King Qin, the official is rude, and I ask His Highness to forgive ......"

King Qin? It's actually King Qin!

The students and people in the audience were stunned when they heard this, and it was Zhao Ta, the king of Qin, who was composing on stage just now!

There was a brief silence, and then the voice erupted, a loud noise, all of which were shocked and chanted, and the enthusiasm was extreme.

Everyone turned back to look for Zhao Ta, and they all wanted to see King Qin again.

It's just that at this moment, just like the divine dragon seeing the head and not seeing the tail, where can I still see Zhao Ta's figure for half a minute......

(End of chapter)