"This poem is called "Jade Hibiscus"......" Guang An Jun smiled slightly.

"Good poems, good poems......" Huang Ziping nodded slowly: "There is not a word in the whole poem, but it has the feeling of hibiscus pavilion and jade, full of fairy spirit, and it can be regarded as a top-grade work." ”

Guang Anjun got such a high evaluation from Huang Zhiping, and he knew in his heart that he had a home advantage, but he was also confident that this "Jade Hibiscus" was a rare masterpiece, which could be regarded as his work at the bottom of the box in recent years, and immediately arched his hand: "Dean Huang praised it falsely, this poem was written in Furong Garden last year, but it was a little ugly, and it was changed several times this year, but in the end, it was based on this draft. When he said this, he stretched out his right hand, but he invited Kou Naiwen.

Kou Naiwen frowned, but he held his chin in his hand, pondered slowly, watched Guang Anjun sit back in his seat, and said that he asked everyone to give advice, Huang Ziping has already given a very high evaluation, and the students of Donglin Society will not touch it, and the only ones left are other talents in Hangzhou and Kou Naiwen, Xia Silu and Princess Changping.

Xia Silu also read it again, and simply copied the poem directly on the rice paper on the desktop, picked it up and savored it, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Wang Shi said: "This Guang Anjun is also one of the best talents in Hangzhou, he is an expert in seven words, but he took out a work that has been polished for a year to test people, how can he change it?" ”

Jiang Ning shook his head: "You say, is this a word that can't be changed?" ”

Wang Shi said softly: "That's not it, it's just that I have little research on Qiyan, and I feel that it can be changed, but I don't know where to start......

"Yes, I think I can change it, but I can't change it, some indescribable artistic conceptions, a little, just a little bit." Jiang Ning smiled: "But since he can write "Luoyang Fu", this thing is not difficult for him." ”

"The teacher has so much confidence in him?" Wang Shi was a little unconvinced.

Jiang Ning nodded slightly: "Poetry and songs, which one is the most difficult?" ”

"Nature is endowment." Jiang Ning explained: "Looking at poetry with endowment, it is more like a flood of people, and the anger is fierce and evil. The weak are poems, the top is the words, and the top is the song, and the top is the song, and the top is the endowment. Since the Qin and Han dynasties to the present Great Xia Dynasty, there are more than 10 million poets, as bright as stars, but what can really be remembered is written Fu, Sima Xiangru, Yang Xiong, Ban Gu, Zhang Heng, Cai Yong is the most dazzling among these galaxies, as the saying goes, it is difficult to buy a thousand gold, you have heard that it is difficult to buy Li Dushi? Fu is an article written with poetry, and a "Luoyang Fu" can get into Zhu Xi's eyes, which shows that this Fu is not an ordinary article, and it has extremely high attainments for five words, seven words, and word cards, so this thing is not difficult for him, what he is really good at, and he is also famous, it is Fu, his hole cards, and he has never used it. ”

Jiang Ning's words are all this, but Wang Shi is in a cold sweat, these things are not things that can be learned from books, but they are the words of the elders, Wang Shi looked at Jiang Ning again, as if he was looking at an old man, experiencing the vicissitudes of time, leaving endless wisdom.

Qi Yunmeng and Liu Sisi sat in front of Jiang Ning, only one body distance, on the left was Zhao Xuanli, the three of them listened clearly, Zhao Xuanli swallowed his saliva, although he was a two-list jinshi, proficient in poetry and literature, but for the understanding of Fu, it was only a superficial taste, and now listening to Jiang Ning's words, like waking up from a dream, I originally thought that I was quite talented, but now it seems that it is the class that has an axe, smiling and generous, looking at Jiang Ning and Kou Naiwen, my heart is not just envy.

Qi Yunmeng frowned slightly, she didn't understand, why did Jiang Ning know so much about literature, the legacy of the pre-Qin Dynasty? Wei and Jin style bones? Two Han Dynasty Song Fu? After being able to talk about it like a few family treasures, on the contrary, it is relieved that if a person can write the sentence of "Queqiao Immortal" in a hurry for a long time, how can Jiang Ning, who is in the twilight of the dynasty, really be as others say, is a person who sells fame and reputation?

Qi Yunmeng knew that if Jiang Ning's words were heard by the princess, the princess would be afraid that she would fall deeper, so she turned her face slightly sideways and looked at Liu Sisi, she was in a trance, and the princess was not the only one who fell deeply.

Liu Sisi was thoughtful, his eyes were bright, but he was reminiscing about what Jiang Ning had just said......

Kou Naiwen, who had been pondering, slowly put down his right hand holding his chin, got up and said with a smile: "This "Jade Hibiscus" is a masterpiece, but it is slightly insufficient, just change a few words, I don't know if what I said is appropriate, Dean Cheng and Dean Qi are also here today, and the little county lord and Princess Changping are also well-educated, and they listen to what they say. ”

"It's relatively but laborious, and the moon dyeing wind is all high.

It seems to say that the Jade Emperor has fallen, and he is still wearing a frost robe. ”

The "injury", "falling" and "water" were changed to "labor", "dyeing" and "white", but another scene appeared, the bright moon fell, the wind was like scissors, and a set of white frost robes were cut, and the beauty of the artistic conception was even better.

"It's relatively but laborious, and the moon dyeing wind is all high.

It seems to say that the Jade Emperor has fallen, and he is still wearing a frost robe. ”

Xia Silu also transcribed this changed poem, and compared it, put the poem changed by Kou Naiwen on it: "This one is really powerful, how did you think of it?" ”

Kou Naiwen smiled slightly: "Returning to the county lord, it was just a piece of hibiscus that landed, and what I thought of was purely a coincidence." As he spoke, he pointed to a hibiscus next to the courtyard, and indeed one petal fell to the ground, although it was inconspicuous, but it was true.

"Fall...... Fall...... What a word...... "Guang Anjun gritted his teeth, but he could only say these words, all the people present were well-educated, how could he not compare the difference between the previous and the latter? A year of hard work, but it was changed to three words, and it became a masterpiece, although this poem is still Guang Anjun, but it does not completely belong to Guang Anjun, and it is even more on the vice president of Huang Ziping.

Huang Ziping glared at Guang Anjun, but he was extremely angry in his heart, he didn't expect to be swept away by this yellow-mouthed child today, the front foot was just praised, and the back foot was changed, and it was better than before......

"The teacher is blunt, and he will not deceive ......," Wang Shi said in a low voice.

Jiang Ning didn't seem to hear it, but brought over a plate of dim sum in front of Wang Shi's eyes, peach crisp, eating different from the ordinary pastries in Hangzhou City, walking on the mountain road for half a day, and he was also hungry.

"Hehe, a good third son, five words and seven laws pay attention to the artistic conception of escort, but it is just an ordinary work, but the most prestigious thing in my dynasty is not five words and seven words, but it is a word card, students are not talented, write a word, please also give advice or two."

The young man got up, but his eyes were full of disdain, and he glanced at Kou Naiwen twice, and then at Wang Shi.

"Clouds carry rain over the gulls. The color of the water is Tingzhou. Xiaolian Yu was miserable and resentful, and the emerald quilt went through autumn again. Cool meaning, to the south building. Small curtain hooks. Half-window lamp halo, a few leaves of plantains, and the head of the bed of the guest dream. ”

As soon as the words fell, the peach cake that Jiang Ning had just picked up fell from his hand and fell onto the plate, and asked, "What is this person's name?" ”

Wang Shi did not look back at Jiang Ning, but savored this autumn poem and said: "His name is Song Wenying, and his character is Junte." ”

"Song Wenying, he is Song Wenying......" Jiang Ning looked at the slightly young man in front of him, but he knew that this person's achievements after that were extraordinary, he was a master who wrote lyrics, and he didn't expect to appear here.

"Okay, what a song "Appealing to Heartfelt Love", Brother Jun is really a good writer of lyrics, I'm afraid that no one here can beat it." It was Chen Qinian who spoke.

This song "Appealing to Love" can be regarded as Song Wenying's famous work, both the artistic conception and the wording, it has reached the point of impeccable, half a window lamp, a few leaves of plantains, the head of the bed of the guest dream, what has he experienced?

"Papapa......" Even Cheng Maoxun couldn't help but clap his hands three times, this word can be regarded as the best so far, no, among the words of the century-old students of Donglin Academy, it can be regarded as excellent.

How can new words not be exciting?