Chapter 59: Mid-Autumn Festival (5)

Guan Yangzheng was arguing with Liu Qingyi and Xu Shiwen, and suddenly the voice of the master of ceremonies and eunuchs sounded: "The ranking of the Wenhui has been discharged, and all the scholars are quiet." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Is it that fast?"

"yes, it wasn't that fast in previous years. Xu Shiwen also said.

Liu Qingyi speculated: "Unless there is some wonderful poem, which is the best among the crowds, so that the three gentlemen feel that the following poems are no longer necessary." ”

Xu Shiwen agreed: "There is this possibility. ”

The scholars gradually gathered around the Yuhua Pond, anxiously waiting. Soon, Zhao Li and the three emperors reappeared on the painting boat killing.

"Please ask the three emperors to announce the top three. ”

Shi Qingyun stood up first: "Due to special reasons, there will only be the first place in this meeting, and there will be no second and third places." ”

The !!!! below shouted loudly, indicating that there were those who were not convinced, and there were also those who asked the reason.

Mi Shengzhi also stood up and said: "In order to avoid your dissatisfaction, we specially copied the poem of the first place." With a wave of his hand, a white cloth hung down from the painting boat, and the poem on it also appeared in front of everyone.

"After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay. This is Wang Wei's masterpiece "Autumn Evening in the Mountain House", which was borrowed by Guan Yang at this time.

The gentlemen on the shore were silent after reading it.

"Good poem, I don't know who wrote it?" Liu Qingyi read it and was convinced.

Xu Shiwen saw that Guan Yang was silent, his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't help asking, "Could it be that Brother Guan did it?"

Guan Yang said: "I am ashamed that my clumsy work has also entered the eyes of the three emperors. ”

"Is it really Brother Guan's work? Liu Qingyi saluted Guan Yang.

Guan Yang hurriedly got out of the way: "Why is Brother Liu like this?"

"Brother Guan, please accept the interpretation of the text. Xu Shiwen also bowed.

"What are you doing here?" Guan Yang hurriedly went to help, and he was in a hurry for a while.

On the painting boat, Du Yue also stood up and asked, "Do you accept it or not?"

"Sir has a unique eye, and we are convinced. The gentlemen on the shore replied convincingly.

"That's it, then you can look at this one. Shi Qingyun waved his hand, and another white cloth fell, and there was still a poem on it.

The scholars were also blinded, wasn't it only the first place? So what does this mean?

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink. Mr. Shi Fuzi and Mr. Du: Will enter the wine, and don't stop the glass. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time. The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years. What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman. Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. "Will Enter the Wine", Li Bai's masterpiece. Guan Yang changed 'Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng' to 'Master Shi, Mr. Du', which also rhymes.

"'The sages of ancient times are all lonely, and only the drinker leaves his name. I can't imagine that there is such a wonderful poem in the world, please accept the interpretation of the text. After Xu Shiwen finished speaking, he really knelt down towards "Will Enter the Wine".

"Brother Xu!" Guan Yang was also taken aback, and wanted to help him, but was stopped by Liu Qingyi.

Seeing Guan Yang's puzzled expression, Liu Qingyi said: "Brother Xu loves poetry and is obsessed, and whenever he sees good poems, he always makes a big gift of three kneels and nine bows, which is famous in the capital. ”

Guan Yang couldn't help but wonder, he couldn't imagine that there was such a wonderful person.

"Are you convinced?" Du Yue asked again.

"Sir, we are satisfied. ”

"Don't be in such a hurry. Mi Shengzhi said lightly: "You look at this one again." Another white cloth fell, this time a poem.

"When is the bright moon? I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world???

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. "Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Head".

"'I hope that people will live for a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. 'Please be allowed to bow down again. After reading the last two sentences in a whisper, Xu Shiwen's face turned red, and he knelt down to bow to "Water Tune Song Head" again.

"This ...... I don't know which fairy-like character wrote such a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages? Tsing Yi hates to treat him with a teacher's courtesy. Liu Qingyi also muttered to himself with blank eyes.

Guan Yang smiled bitterly to himself, things seemed to have made a big deal.

"Sir, who wrote such beautiful words?" asked a gentleman in a loud voice.

"Please also ask for a recommendation. ”

"I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together, my heart is going to be drunk. ”

"'The sages of ancient times are all lonely, and only the drinker leaves his name. What kind of great talent must it be to write such a good sentence? ”

“......”

The three emperors and Zhao Li looked at each other and smiled, and Zhao Li spoke: "It is really difficult to distinguish between these three poems, so we will list these three poems as the first place, can you be convinced?"

"We are convinced. ”

"Since you have taken it, then I will tell you that these three poems were written by the same man. As soon as Zhao Li's words fell, there was an uproar on the shore, ordinary people only need to write one poem to be famous through the ages, but this person actually wrote three poems in a row in two quarters of an hour, what kind of talent is this?

"Actually...... It was written by one person?" Liu Qingyi's tone was full of surprise, admiration, admiration, and disbelief.

Xu Shiwen suddenly stared at Guan Yang, Guan Yang was stared at by him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xu, what are you doing looking at me like this?"

Xu Shiwen said quietly: "I remember you admitted that you wrote the first poem, right?"

As soon as Xu Shiwen said this, Liu Qingyi also reacted, and asked in a trembling voice: "So...... These three poems...... You did it?"

Guan Yang nodded silently, which can be regarded as admitting.

Xu Shiwen knelt down with a 'poof', Guan Yang was shocked, and hurriedly dodged away: "Brother Xu, what are you doing?"

'Poof', Liu Qingyi also knelt down.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

"The student has nothing to do in this life, but is obsessed with poetry and songs, and his talent is higher than the sky, and the student admires him very much, and begs him to accept me as an apprentice. Xu Shiwen hugged Guan Yang's thigh, crying and shouting that Guan Yang would take him as an apprentice.

"Please sir, take me. Although Liu Qingyi was not as emotional as Xu Shiwen, he was also in tears.

"Rise first. ”

"I won't get up unless my husband promises me. ”

"We are fellow generations, how can we receive you?"

"I'm willing to surrender myself. Liu Qingyi was even more ruthless.

"How this makes. ”

Although the dispute here attracted the attention of some people, it did not affect the painting boat, and Zhao Li still announced the author of the three poems there: "The author of these three poems is ...... Guan Yang !!!!"

The shore was suddenly boiling, and Guan Yang just faced the couplet between the emperor and the barbarian envoy, of course they knew.

In the outer circle of the Wenhui, Ah Qing hugged Su Rongrong (who left when the Wenhui started) and shouted: "Sister Rongrong, did you hear it? It's Childe, it's Childe!!!!!" At the end, he almost screamed.

"I know, I know, I know Childe is the best. Su Rongrong also hugged Ah Qing tightly and shouted in her mouth.

And Guan Yang here was also discovered by the scholars, and seeing that the scholars rushed over like wolves, Guan Yang couldn't care about it, and hurriedly shook Xu Shiwen and Liu Qingyi away, and hurriedly ran away. But this is the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Meeting, and there is a lack of everything, that is, there is no shortage of people, not only the scholars who participated in the Cultural Meeting, but even the ordinary people began to besiege Guan Yang.