Zhang Zhou completed his "masterpiece" under the gaze of everyone.

The onlookers did not see the admiration of the appalling work, nor did they ridicule or despise it...... Because this poem is the kind of work that is "different" from any point of view.

It is not piled up with flowery rhetoric, and there are no bells and whistles to describe the scene, but it seems to describe a kind of life.

There is no pride that is surging at first glance, but it has a petty bourgeois sentiment of "picking chrysanthemums and seeing Nanshan leisurely under the east fence".

This year.

The text must be beautiful, the book must be Taige, and the poem must be retro.

How have the people around me ever seen Zhang Zhou's poems that take the elegant mass line?

But to criticize, the transcendent artistic conception carried in it jumps on the page, it is the kind of work that wants to boast but not be good, and wants to depreciate and can't find an entry point.

So much so that Zhang Zhou finished writing.

The scholars present did not evaluate the good or bad, they all looked at each other.

There was a question in his eyes that said, "What is this?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, when the next poem is finished, I will take my leave!"

Zhang Zhou seemed to have completed such an insignificant thing, and turned around to leave.

Someone is pushing Shuntianfu Xie Yuan Sun Qing, which means that you don't come out to stop him, and show your talent by the way?

Although Sun Qing is only fifteen years old, his talent is not blown, and the big man who was four years later shook his head and said that he was not sure of winning this competition at all.

Zhang Zhou smiled at Sun Qing.

Although it is an opponent on the field, it is ...... off the field Zhang Zhou thinks that this young man is very cute, he should be the kind of person who is shy and introverted and not very sociable for learning, but has to come out to socialize after solving the yuan in the exam.

Sun Qing is a young talent, and Zhang Zhou, as a "senior", feels that he can talk to him when he goes back.

"Please let me!"

Zhang Zhou and Zhu Feng came out through the crowd and all the way to the carriage, and the scene was quieter when he came out than when he entered.

No one would rashly come out to comment.

After Zhang Zhou left, the scene was like a fryer.

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"What about his poems?"

"Alas! It's hard to say! ”

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Zhang Zhou left the scene, and Zhu Youzhi and Cheng Minzheng, who were sitting in the attic of the Confucian Temple half a street away, finally got the original sentence of the poem from Dongchang Fanzi.

Xiao Jing smiled and said: "Your Majesty, this is the poem that Mr. Zhang wrote on the spot outside Beiyong. ”

In duplicate.

One was sent to the emperor, and the other was placed in front of Cheng Minzheng.

Zhu Youzhu looked with interest.

Zhu Houzhao glanced forward, it was not easy to appreciate a poem with his talent, he read a few sentences, and then frowned and said: "Father, why is the whole article full of words such as peach blossoms and peach trees, is this a poem?" ”

Cheng Minzheng was also reading this poem, and couldn't help but look up when he heard it.

Zhu Houzhao's evaluation probably represents the most intuitive impression of this poem by ordinary people who don't understand poetry.

It looks like a poem, but it doesn't seem to be a poem, and even the flatness and rhyme have problems.

If this kind of poem comes from the hands of ordinary people, it will not be scolded into the ditch, but the person who wrote the poem is Xie Yuan, who is the Jiangnan Township test in the Ming Dynasty, or wrote it in the literary competition...... That's a maverick.

After reading it, Zhu Youzhi had a smile on his face, and he didn't comment on it, and asked Cheng Minzheng with a smile: "Cheng Qingjia, what do you think?" ”

After thinking about it, Cheng Minzheng just nodded simply: "Okay!" ”

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Cheng, do you think this poem is well written?" No way? ”

If you want to say that the people present are the most knowledgeable and know how to appreciate poetry, that is, Cheng Minzheng.

But obviously, Cheng Minzheng's "good" is obviously not a completely positive evaluation.

Cheng Minzheng shook his head and said: "What the minister said is good, it means that the artistic conception and charm of this poem are masterpieces of the world. But ......"

Zhu Youzhu said with a smile: "There are no outsiders, no matter how many courtesies are held by monarchs and ministers, Cheng Qing's family said that it doesn't matter." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Cheng Minzheng also spoke freely at this time, "The minister thinks that this poem is good, but it doesn't seem to be written by Xie Yuan, who is full of economic wealth and has a bright future in the future. Chen really couldn't imagine what kind of situation and mentality he wrote this poem. ”

"Hmm."

Zhu Youzhu also looked down at the poem, bowing his head slightly, as if he agreed with Cheng Minzheng's statement.

Tang Yin's poem of Peach Blossom Nunnery can be said to be a masterpiece of poetry in the entire Ming Dynasty.

But looking at the current dynasty, it is not conspicuous, and the reason why this poem can be passed down through the ages is more because of the encounter in Tang Yin's life, which makes people sigh when they read it.

If this is just the hand of a young talent, it is more like "moaning without disease".

"The poem is good, the meaning is wrong, is that what Cheng Qing's family means?" Zhu Youzhu summed it up.

Cheng Minzheng hurriedly got up and saluted: "Your Majesty, the minister doesn't know about this Zhang Zhou's experience, so this is just the minister's humble opinion, and I hope Your Majesty won't be surprised." ”

Zhu Youzhu said: "What is Cheng Qing's family talking about?" I was supposed to discuss poetry with you, so how could I blame you? However, in my opinion, this seems to be the work of the twilight years of the desolate and sad spring of the late year, why does Cheng Qing's family say that it is a middle-aged work? ”

Between the monarchs and ministers, a detailed discussion was made about whether the poem was middle-aged or twilight.

Cheng Minzheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Obviously, this is also difficult to determine, but it is a subjective understanding.

"The minister just has such a feeling, or people will not have such a vision of pursuing life in their old age, but after experiencing half a life of desolation, they still have some expectations for life. But Your Majesty, this is Zhang Zhou's doing, will it ......?"

Cheng Minzheng wants to say, does it make sense for the two of us to discuss whether it is a middle-aged or twilight work here?

This poem is obviously from the hand of a young man.

Zhu Youzhu laughed and said: "By what Cheng Qing's family said, I want to ask Zhang Bingkuan in person, why would he write such a sad work with a young man's ambition, not seeking wealth and poverty...... I didn't treat him badly, could it be that he had lost confidence in the future entrance examination and was ready to go back to Nanjing to plant peach blossoms? ”

"Hiss......"

Cheng Minzheng gasped, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Sure enough, there is a cat in it.

The way the emperor and Zhang Zhou got along was not something that he could understand as a bachelor of Hanlin, listening to the meaning of the emperor's words, the relationship between the emperor and Zhang Zhou was very close.

"What about Bingkuan?" Zhu Youzhu looked at Xiao Jing, probably wanting to call someone to ask for clarification.

Xiao Jing said: "Back to Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang should go back to the house." ”

Zhu Youzhu sighed: "That's a pity, otherwise I would have called him over directly and asked him to make some annotations himself." Cheng Qing's family, I won't bother you, you can go back to Hanlin Academy first. ”

"Yes!"

Cheng Minzheng saluted and was about to retire.

"Dai Yi, you sent someone to give Cheng Qing's family my reward, today Cheng Qing's family and I came to appreciate the poems, I have nothing to give, I got a painting before, I am not a person who understands painting, so I will give it to you!"

Although Cheng Minzheng didn't know what paintings the emperor wanted to give him, since it was a gift from the emperor, even if it was just a blank piece of paper, it was a grace.

"I dare not be ashamed."

Cheng Minzheng looked sincerely frightened.

Zhu Youzhu smiled and said: "You deserve it, this famous master of poetry and painting in the Ming Dynasty, besides you, is there anyone else?" Learning, edicts, and compiling classics are also your strengths, and the Hanlin who stayed in the museum has a lot of respect for you, but you will have to learn more about governing the country in the future, so as not to lose the model of benevolence. ”

"The old minister obeys."

Cheng Minzheng was very excited.

How much respect does the emperor have to say this to him?

Just such encouragement and not giving anything, it is estimated that he can make him full of energy and shine for Daming.

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On the carriage of the Chengguo Mansion.

Zhu Feng is touting Zhang Zhouyi: "...... Brother Zhang's poems are absolutely unparalleled in the world, Guan Bao made those people vomit blood three liters, and they couldn't beat the horse! ”

Zhang Zhou couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

What kind of knowledge does this Zhu Feng have? The words of compliments are so lame, and the sycophants also pay attention to the correct posture, okay?

"Is that good?" Zhang Zhou looked disdainful, "I just used it casually, there are better ones, I haven't made a move yet." ”

"What?"

Zhu Feng wanted to talk more concisely, but after listening to Zhang Zhou's words, he couldn't even bother to praise it.

Is there anything better?

Doesn't that mean that if you want to talk to Zhang Zhou about one or two songs, you can also make a name for yourself in the academic world by relying on poetry?

"Brother Zhang, what could be better, give me some advice?" Zhu Feng blushed, not feeling abrupt at all.

Zhang Zhou also ignored Zhu Feng anymore and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

Although after the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the level of poetry creation in the land of China is far less than that of the Tang and Song dynasties, and there are only a handful of masterpieces that have been handed down, but there are still those who can be put on the table, and the words of Yang Sheng'an, who is recognized as the first genius of the Ming Dynasty, are now ten years old, as well as Nalan Rongruo's "Nalan Ci", as well as Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo and Stone", as well as "talented people from all over the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years" and so on.

If it is only for the purpose of becoming famous for a while, these cards seem to be more catchy than Tang Yin's "Peach Blossom Annunciation Poem".

But what Zhang Zhou has to do now is to suppress Tang Yin's arrogance.

With Tang Yin's poems, the effect can be achieved best.

Zhang Zhou wanted to say, am I participating in a competition? I've been to two of them! Tang Yin's intention to plant peach blossoms was not after he would try to break the halberd and sink into the sand, this was an idea he had long had.

Creating a psychological shadow for Tang Yin or something, is exactly what I have seen!

"Brother Zhang, where are we going?"

"You can just put me down at the corner of the street, I still have to go to the workshop, and you go to the Taiji Factory to supervise the purchase, and the wood and stone supplied by the Zhou family must not be lost in the slightest."

"Great!"

Division of labor.

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At the same time, Zhu Youzhu took Zhu Houzhao, Dai Yi, Xiao Jing and others to Zhang Zhou's mansion in the capital, which was the one given by the emperor.

Of course, the emperor could not come to the door in person.

Instead, at the location of the street, a teahouse was chartered, and then people were asked to pass Zhang Zhou out to see him.

"Father, let Erchen go, Erchen wants to see where he lives."

"Don't mess around!"

"Erchen is not messing around, don't you keep saying that Erchen should be more considerate of the people's feelings? Erchen went to Zhang Zhou's house to take a look. ”

Zhu Houzhao is very persistent.

Zhu Youzhu was in a good mood, so he did not refuse.

After all, it is very deserted here, there are not many people on the outer streets, and there are dozens of Jinyi guards who protect Zhu Houzhao, so there is no problem.

Besides, letting Zhu Houzhao understand Zhang Zhou's living situation seems to be a way to communicate with each other.

Zhu Youji's dependence on Zhang Zhou is increasing.