Chapter 23 The Ming literary world is boiling
"Everyone looks at it, and the color of the world is like dust." A young man muttered, "Wonderful, wonderful......"
His eyes were bright, "This song... It is similar to Bai Juyi's long-hatred song, and its artistic conception is no less than that of long-hatred song. ”
Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.
Everyone looked at it, and the color of the world was like dust. ”
Someone recited two poems, the two are contrasted, whether it is rhetoric or artistic conception, it is difficult to distinguish between them, and they can't help but be even more amazed.
Tang poems, Song poems, Yuan songs, fifteen years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, but there has never been such a high-level, representative poetry.
The people present who read poetry and books were full of brilliance, as if they saw that the Ming literary world was about to be revived.
"A tree and a flower spit out, in addition to nature, want to give away speechless.
In front of Wu Niang, she praised her good dancing, but she was always mistaken by her waist. ”
Everyone chanted repeatedly, and the more they tasted, the more flavorful they became, and at the same time, they were even more fascinated by the Wanling girl.
What kind of woman would make that 'Mr. Li' speechless?
"Everyone!"
A man in his early twenties with extraordinary instruments stood up, "I thought that Mr. Li's poem was praising Miss Wanling on the surface, but it was actually talking about me Daming!" ”
Everyone was stunned, and then thought about it and reinterpreted.
The fifteenth year of the Slender Yanji, this year happens to be the fifteenth year of Hongwu, does it mean the fifteenth year of the founding of the Ming Dynasty?
A tree and a pavilion of flowers, is it a metaphor for the tyrannical yuan settled in the Central Plains, after a hundred years of suffering, and now finally the dead wood is spring?
The crowd looked at it, and the color of the world was like dust; Is it saying that all dynasties and dynasties will lose their color compared with the Ming Dynasty?
In front of Wu Niang, she praised her good dancing, but she was always mistaken by her waist; On the surface, it is a praise that women are good at dancing, but unfortunately they are too delicate and have a fly in the ointment.
can think about it at a deeper level, and it seems to imply that in the fifteenth year since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there are still many deficiencies, and there is still a long way to go......
It's shallow, the pattern is shallow......
A group of people began to make up their brains frantically and over-interpret.
It's no wonder that they are like this, the ancients, especially the literati, liked the metaphor mapping, and scolding people sounded like praising people.
The wonderful thing is that when it is interpreted like this, there is no sense of disobedience, and it is right everywhere.
A group of people felt that they had the right solution.
Mr. Li is talented~!
The Qing people on the stage have been reduced to green leaves, and no one pays attention to the beautiful sound of the piano, they are all reading this poem.
So much so that when Xiuxiang finished playing, no one bid.
The Qing Dynasty was auctioned, which was something that had never happened in the Drunken Immortal Building.
Bustard is also a little puzzled, the script doesn't seem right!
After a little thought, she understood, and said to her follower, "Go and let Wanling come down and dance." ”
"Mother Bustard, today is not the day for Miss Wanling to pick up guests, if she doesn't want to ......"
"I'll say it myself."
Bustard knows that whether the Drunken Immortal Building can go further depends on today.
A quarter of an hour later, Wan Ling came to the center of the stage in the lobby under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the bustard.
Ling Bo walked slightly, slender waist, delicate but not charming, through the light veil to increase the hazy beauty, the atmosphere in the lobby exploded.
With the blessing of poetry, it makes people feel even more incomprehensible.
After a dance, there was an endless stream of bidders, and it reached 300 taels in an instant, far exceeding the usual.
In the past, at this time, there was basically no one bidding, but now there are many bidders, all of whom want to see the beauty.
Among them, there are many people who have already seen Wanling, but they all want to dominate the crowd and dominate.
Wind and snow, romantic affairs, this is a big talk, and what you want when you come out is a face!
Wanling's worth soared, and finally stopped at 550 taels.
It is 50 taels higher than the price hike of the eighth prince the day before yesterday, almost three times that of Wan Ling's usual guests.
The celebrity effect has achieved initial results.
The bustard was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, as if she had seen a lot of silver rolling in.
As long as you make a name for yourself, are you afraid that there will be no guests?
Of course, she didn't plan to make money on Wanling alone, but just used Wanling's fame to attract more customers.
Just like a supermarket promotion, the customers who attract you don't necessarily need the products you promote, but when they come, they will buy something else.
The role of Wanling is to improve the brand value, and it is a high-end route, and the real volume depends on the top brand, the front hall, and the backyard of those red dust girls.
"It's gone, it's going to be sent now."
Bustard's eyes lit up, and years of experience told her that after tonight, the fame of Zuixianlou would completely overshadow its competitors.
Even with the teaching department, you can break your wrists.
"Xiu'er, inform me, Ming'er will start building momentum for Wanling early in the morning." Bustard said, "Also, change the plaque in the back hall to "Wanling Pavilion", let the best master of Jingshi do it, and be sure to hang it tomorrow night." ”
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In just one day, under the momentum of the Drunken Immortal Building and the promotion of the guests that night, "Gift Wanling" spread all over Beijing.
The literati, talented and beautiful women, all marveled, and even alarmed the Hanlin Academy.
The Daming literary world is completely boiling!
A group of old pedants who have read poetry and books are another in-depth interpretation, and the case is amazing.
The poem changed hands several times, and finally, together with the translation, was presented to Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial case by several scholars of the Hanlin Academy.
"Slender Yanji is fifteen years old, accustomed to dragging long robes, not making slender steps.
Everyone looked at it, and the color of the world was like dust.
A tree is a pavilion and a flower, in addition to the natural, want to give away speechless.
In front of Wu Niang, she praised her good dancing, but she was always mistaken by her waist. ”
While reading, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the annotations of Master Hanlin, the poem was only a few crosses, but the translation was as high as 3,000, and even the author's mood when he wrote the lyrics was written.
Zhu Yuanzhang muttered: "It's just a poem for a geisha, is there so much knowledge?" ”
He is literate, but not much.
Poetry and poetry can also come to two, but after all, he is not good at it, whether this poem expresses this meaning, he can't read it, but it's not easy to refute it directly.
After all, down to the literati and up to the Hanlin scholars, they all said that they were singing the praises of the Ming Dynasty, and if they refuted it, it would make him look like he was uneducated.
"Biao'er, look at this song."
Zhu Biao took it and read it, and was amazed: "This talent is really rare in the world......
"You don't need to say anything, just look at the annotations of the Hanlin Academy." Zhu Yuanzhang said, "We think it's a bit overinterpreted." ”
Zhu Biao lowered his head and looked at the translation again, and after a long time, he said, "Maybe it's a bit over-interpreted, but the direction is definitely right." ”
"Oh?" Zhu Yuanzhang was surprised, "Do you think that's the case too?" ”
"Father, poetry is subtle, this poem is right everywhere, it must be intentional by the lyricist."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slowly, and said with a cold face: "In other words, this person is really borrowing the name of Zan's geisha, and the metaphor reflects the Mingming, so bold, ...... to come."
"Father's anger is at ease." Zhu Biao hurriedly said, "This person made this poem, and he did not mean to blaspheme Daming, but there was a sense of heartache, which shows that this person still wants to make Daming better." ”
"Where's the heartache?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked confused, "Where did you see it?" ”
Zhu Biao handed the poem to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Father, look at the last sentence, it's pitiful and always mistaken by the waist!"
In Biao'er's view, the so-called waist refers to corrupt officials or unreasonable policies of the imperial court.
Since the man said this, he must have a reasonable strategy, at least he thought it was reasonable, and the father might as well summon this person into the palace and give him a lecture. ”
Zhu Biao said happily, "If he really has a strategy to govern the country and secure the country, it will also be a great blessing for the Daming Jiangshan Sheji, on the contrary, he can be punished a little, so that he can put away his arrogance, study with peace of mind, and serve the country in the future." ”
"Hehe......" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled with relief, "It's still thoughtful and thoughtful, just do as you say." ”
"Xiao Guizi, go to the Zhenfu Division to pass on our message, let Mao Xiang come early tomorrow morning, be sure to bring people here."
"Yes, slave and maid."
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Department of Pacification.
When Mao Xiang received the holy edict, he immediately took action, and in order to show his attention, he directly sent all the Jinyi guards at hand.
For a time, Jinyiwei's secret agents came out and searched for Mr. Li all over the city.