One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

On the second day, at the early summer party in the west of the city, a song "Drinking" shocked the audience.

The poems spread rapidly, and in just half a day, they swept Chang'an.

The speed of transmission surpassed the "Water Tune Song Head" at the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival the previous year.

The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.

How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.

Xiaocui likes the gossip in Chang'an the most, and the horse is the first to get the poem manuscript.

Then it was transmitted back to Fuzhong as soon as possible, and the excitement was transmitted to Bai Song.

Seeing the poem, Bai Song smiled, everything was in plain sight.

"Uncle, uncle! Big things are not good, big things are not good! ”

Xiaocui was not shocked by this poem, but worried.

Seeing that Xiao Nizi was so anxious that she was sweating, Bai Song was a little curious and asked, "What's wrong?" Surprised, there is a monster trying to catch you? ”

"No, isn't it......" Xiao Cui shook her head one after another, "This poem is amazing." ”

"The Tang Dynasty literary world has been silent for a long time, isn't it a beautiful thing that a good poem has come out?"

"What's so good? It is said that this is the only good poem that can be compared with my uncle's "Water Tune Song Head" in recent years, and it is a masterpiece that can be famous through the ages. My uncle has had an enemy since then! Uncle, aren't you worried at all, not nervous at all? ”

"Why should I be nervous?" Bai Song asked curiously.

Xiaocui was so anxious that she stomped her feet: "Oh, why is my uncle an elm head, now my uncle is not the first talent in the Tang Dynasty!" ”

Xiao Cui chirped to attract the attention of the other women.

Xiang'er, the princess, and Sangsang chatted with each other, and when they saw Xiaocui shouting, they came over.

Xiang'er asked: "Xianggong, don't spoil this girl too much, it's not big or small, it's going to hit the master all day long." ”

The princess didn't care about Xiao Cui, looked at the manuscript in Bai Song's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Husband, what is written on it?" ”

Bai Song passed the poem manuscript to the three daughters, and the three girls read it together, and couldn't help but cover their mouths in surprise.

"What a poem! Who did it? The princess asked.

As he spoke, he looked at Bai Song suspiciously.

At first glance, the three women subconsciously thought that their own men wrote it, because they all felt that only their own men could write such good works.

Xiaocui hurriedly said: "This is not written by my uncle, it is my uncle's classmate, it seems to be called Yu Ji." ”

"Is it him?"

The princess was also a little surprised.

They had heard the name Yu Ji, but they had never seen anyone.

The princess knows more about Yu Ji's news, because Yu Ji is Yu Shinan's grandson and is also a little famous.

But this person has more reputation than practical learning, and some talents are true, but I have never heard of any excellent works.

I didn't expect to suddenly write a song "Drinking" today, which is shocking.

Xiao Cui was really anxious about her uncle's reputation, and stomped her feet angrily: "Look, look, everyone says okay, my uncle's reputation as the first can't be saved!" Uncle, you hurry up and write a poem back, don't let others steal the limelight from your uncle. ”

Hearing Xiao Cui's words, everyone laughed.

Xiang'er grabbed Xiaocui's braid and hit it: "What are you yelling about?" Neither big nor small. ”

The princess also smiled and said: "Xiaocui, do you really think that your aunt is a poet immortal, as long as you can write a poem with one sentence?" This song "Drinking" must also be the result of years of pondering by Na Yu Ji, and the ability to have such an effect is also due to his ability, but it is also indispensable for several years of accumulation. ”

"What then?"

"That's it!" Bai Song smiled, "It's just some false fame, whoever wants to fight for it." ”

"Oh......" Xiao Cui nodded, but she was very depressed.

"What's so hilarious?"

Bai Rou also heard the news and came over.

Xiang'er replied: "There is a rare masterpiece in the market, and now the literati of Chang'an City regard this work as your brother's only opponent." ”

"And such wonders?" Bai Rou also took the poem manuscript and read it again.

"The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.

How is this poem old-fashioned? It was made by a young man? I don't think so......"

The problem arises.

The artistic conception of drinking is completely inconsistent with Yu Ji's age and experience.

Even Bai Rou can see the problem, and I believe that the Chinese people in the city can see it.

Bai Song also saw the whole loophole at a glance.

But Bai Song had to admire Yu Ji's cleverness.

A selection of poems is a combination of various ancient books of Tang poems and Song lyrics exchanged by Bai Song Dynasty with memory and space.

There are five or six hundred works.

Yu Ji's first song chose "Drinking", which seems to be inconsistent with his identity and experience, but it is actually the one that best fits this person's design.

Because Yu Ji's grandfather is Yu Shinan.

Yu Shinan has just returned to his hometown, leaving his grandchildren and granddaughters to seek official careers in Chang'an City.

For half a year, Yu Ji has been begging for no way, and he has not had an errand so far.

In this context, Yu Ji wrote "Drinking", using the tone of Yu Shinan Yu Lao.

The original work is about seclusion and detachment, the openness of the mind, and reconciliation with oneself.

Yu Ji didn't move a word, combined with his own experience, but what he wrote became a kind of irony, writing about his grandfather's life after returning to his hometown, and satirizing that he couldn't learn to serve the country.

From the perspective of artistic conception, Yu Ji has surpassed the original.

Original: Something of your own.

Yu Ji writes about others.

From the point of view of artistic creation.

It's easy to write yourself.

Difficulty writing about others.

But writing about others is far more advanced than writing about yourself.

People who don't have real skills will never be able to write such feelings.

From the first selection of poems, Bai Song saw that Yu Ji was a genius.

Looking at the millennium, he chose one of the most suitable works for himself.

No one went back to doubt the relationship between his age and his own work.

People who think of this layer will only admire Yu Ji's ability even more.

"Drinking" came out.

Yu Ji is completely on fire.

Even though he was only at a small garden party, he was only interacted with by some little-known students.

But the poem soon spread throughout Chang'an.

In the afternoon, it reached the palace.

Li Shimin read the poem.

There are rumors in the palace that the emperor learned that this work was written by Yu Shinan's grandson Yu Ji, and he left tears after being silent for a long time.

Muttered to himself, "Am I too harsh on the Yu family?" ”

Chang'an has been calm for too long, and finally another amazing song has appeared.

Its appearance even overshadowed "Dream of Red Mansions".

The beauty of Dream of Red Mansions is a vast and boundless painting, and every corner of it, every brush and ink is a cool spring water, sweet and quiet, gentle and gentle.

The absolute drink will enter the painting with a touch of shock, only this one, lonely and self-appreciative. In just a few words, it merged into a sip of spirits, which was turbulent and intense.

The literati of Chang'an preferred "Drinking".

The literati have long been looking forward to such a song "Drinking".

Because the people of the world are bitter and white for a long time!

The life of the poor family, the poems have no one to compare so far, the world has no light, and the world has no light.

Every poem and every word of the White Song Dynasty is like a fish in the throat for the literati of Chang'an City.

The mountain peaks built by the White Song Dynasty are unsurmountable, and the world needs the appearance of a child of the scholar clan!

A poem by the children of the scholar clan breaks the existing monopoly.

Lu Yao's judgment is accurate, and he captures the atmosphere of today's literary world.

So he will try his best to recommend Yu Ji to the stage.

He knew that as long as it was Yu Ji's work, no matter what was written, seven points could be blown to ten, and ten points could be blown to twelve.

This kind of chosen son with its own BUFF, if you don't go to be a literary saint, what else can you do?

A poem "Drinking", the articles commented on more than 10,000 times a day, and all the literati did not hesitate to write tens of thousands of words of analysis, gathered the experiences of Yu Ji and Yu Shinan, and wrote various versions of the story with oil and vinegar.

Each version of the story is tear-jerking and heartbreaking.

Throughout the day, the world has been stacking buffs on Yu Ji, and the purpose is very simple, that is, to prove it from all angles and dimensions.

Drinking goes beyond the water tune.

In this regard, Yu Ji was unexpected.

was even a little worried, he was worried that public opinion would make Bai Song unhappy.

He chose this poem and did not step on the idea of one hand.

But no one can refuse fame, no honor.

Yu Ji never imagined that he would one day be so widely discussed and touted by people in the world.

He was a little trance-like, a little flattered, but there was also an extra layer of enjoyment in his heart.

Yu Qingqing, as Yu Ji's closest person, had a completely different sense from the world when she saw this song "Drinking".

I don't know why, she always feels that this poem was not written by her brother.

She knew that Bai Song had come last night, and her brother suddenly changed his attention to leaving.

She also heard her brother shouting loudly at night, saying that he wanted to go beyond the water tune.

Then the next day there was drinking.

Judging from the artistic conception of the poem, Yu Qingqing also felt very much in line with her brother's personality, and even understood where her brother's recent melancholy came from.

The elder brother is the one who echoes the poem.

Despite this, Yu Qingqing still felt weird, and she subconsciously thought of Bai Song.

She couldn't find any reason or evidence that Bai Song had done, but she trusted her instincts more.

Yu Qingqing was suspicious, but she wouldn't tell anyone about her doubts.

and in the Hou Mansion.

Miss Hou got the manuscript of the next volume of "Dream of Red Mansions".

But in front of the manuscript, there is a piece of paper with the words "Drinking" written on it.

This is what she just got, and casually asked Lu Yao beside her: "Have you ever seen this song "Drinking"?" ”

"Huh? What to drink? ”

"You don't know?"

Miss Hou handed over the poem with curiosity.

Lu Yao looked at it simply, and his eyes lit up: "This, this, this...... Who did this? ”

"Yu Ji, Yu Shinan's grandson, a student of Yongxing Academy, you won't know each other."

When Lu Yao heard this, he immediately smiled, just like Bai Song, everything was silent.

Miss Hou whispered: "The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark."

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

Bai Song has a water tune song head, Yu Ji has a drink, and Lu Yao also has a ...... The three of you have their own talents in the world, and they are worthy of the same family and roots, and the little woman is in service today. ”