Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Secret of the Poems
Although Zhang Gongzi was kicked out, the activity of offering poems continued smoothly, and after everyone finished offering poems one after another, they all looked at Ye Xingyuan, who had never moved. ※% Ye Xingyuan's talent is beyond doubt, everyone is just curious, what kind of poems will Ye Xingyuan publish on such an occasion?
In all fairness, Zhang Gongzi's poem just now, if you put aside the point of scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk, the absolute level is not low. If Ye Xingyuan can't show the strength to overpower Zhang Gongzi, even if he can be judged to win, it will inevitably cause controversy afterwards.
Everyone waited and waited with bated breath, Ye Xingyuan was no longer hypocritical, got up and said: "Today, I have to see the style of the Oiran, I feel something, and I occasionally get two small poems, and I don't know how to choose, so let's sacrifice the ugliness together! ”
Everyone has heard the story of Ye Xingyuan frantically throwing out nine songs in a stick of incense, suppressing the Fuxue training to the point of vomiting blood. This method is really arrogant and domineering, if you want to do it all, wouldn't it be chaotic?
The old deacon hurriedly came out to remind, "According to the rules, each person can only give one song, so that everyone can evaluate it calmly." If there are too many of them, it will be a little inconvenient. ”
If this Ye Xingyuan throws out ten or eight poems in one go, how can he tell others to play?
Ye Xingyuan found that he was too violent, and he became more or less intimidating, and others were more or less jealous.
He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Although I take out two songs, the Oiran lady can choose one to judge." It's not because the number is overwhelming, but because these two poems are quite related, if you only take out one alone, I'm afraid that the Oiran lady won't know my mind. ”
If you don't use the number to oppress people, who else will use the number to oppress people? Everyone present complained in their hearts, but there were humanitarian people: "Ye Gongzi composes poems, we are happy and convinced, if he says to do two poems, there must be a reason to do two, and we are willing to listen to it." ”
Then there was a voice of echo, and the old deacon saw that everyone had no objections, so he was no longer stubborn, and gave way to the side and asked Ye Xingyuan to present a poem.
Ye Xingyuan smiled slightly, got up and walked to the opposite side of the Oiran downstairs, and opened his mouth to recite a poem, "First, the clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. ”
As soon as this poem came out, everyone lamented one after another, and sure enough, the poems of the first few people were like tasteless rotten wood in comparison.
Ding Huakui's eyes lit up, Ye Xingyuan's poem was really clever, and this one alone was enough to win the top. So why do you have to do the second one? Is this person really a freewheeling poet who refuses to keep the subtleties when he thinks of them?
Ye Xingyuan didn't pause, and calmly read out the second song, "Famous flowers are happy with each other, and Tan Lang often looks at it with a smile." Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the gan. ”
It's another wonderful song! Ding Huakui couldn't help but applaud, and was about to exclaim, when suddenly an electric light flashed in his head, and he was suddenly speechless.
The first poem is written in shape, the second poem is written in love, anthropomorphic with flowers, and people are compared with flowers, this poem is extremely ingenious, but I always feel that there is something missing, and it seems that there is a turning point missing in the middle. If you can add one in the middle of two poems, shape, color, and emotion, all three, the realm of this group of poems will be higher!
Unconsciously, Ding Huakui remembered the previous poem by Zhang Gongzi, and subconsciously combined these two poems with Ye Xingyuan, which was extremely perfect, but it made Ding Huakui shocked!
When Zhang Gongzi read poems before, she noticed that Ye Xingyuan's table was a little abnormal, but she didn't have time to pay attention to it, because Zhang Gongzi's poems caused anger among her subordinates, so she had to deal with it first. After Zhang Gongzi was expelled, Ye Xingyuan's side had already returned to calm.
Thinking of Zhang Gongzi's last shout of "calculation" and Ouyang Ziyu's anger, and then carefully deducing the compatibility between Zhang Gongzi's poem and Ye Xingyuan's two poems, how could Ding Huakui not guess a few points?
There are only two explanations for this matter, either Ye Xingyuan heard Zhang Gongzi's poem, and temporarily remembered two poems, although they did not rhyme with them, they were intentionally connected to form a group of poems, and they could even be seamless. If this is the case, Ye Xingyuan can almost be called the reincarnation of the God of Poetry, but this does not make sense of the reaction of Zhang Gongzi and Ouyang Ziyu.
Either Ye Xingyuan designed Zhang Gongzi from the beginning, deliberately leaked the poems with the allusions of "Barbarian Sparrow" and "Fan Palace" to Zhang Gongzi, and then sat back and watched Zhang Gongzi take the poems to paint the boat and offer ugliness.
And Ye Xingyuan may have another meaning, that is, to use these humiliating allusions to test the attitude of the people in the painting boat - this also just shows that the whole poem is lofty, but characters such as the barbarian sparrow have a slight lack of flaws.
Thinking of this, Ding Huakui's heart shook violently, staring straight at Ye Xingyuan opposite, and unconsciously a deep fear rose in his heart. If this is the case, Ye Xingyuan's calculation is too deep, could it be that he is suspicious of his identity and purpose?
Ye Xingyuan saw that Ding Oiran was silent for a long time, and knew that the Oiran lady had already understood the meaning of her warning. Ye Xingyuan's eyes were frank and bright, and he didn't feel any guilt because of his calculations, because he had a clear conscience.
After a long time, Ding Huakui sighed and said: "Ye Gongzi's poems are like flying from the sky, and the concubine is really ashamed to be ashamed." ”
If she really makes a living by selling jokes, these two poems will definitely help her become famous all over the world, and it is not without chance to go to Jingshi and other places to compete for the Oiran. It's a pity that she is not a real Qinglou woman, but a woman who can't be too famous, Ye Xingyuan's two poems made her a little panicked.
Ding Huakui's heart was angry and contradictory, if she followed her heart, she would like to drive Ye Xingyuan out on the spot like Zhang Gongzi, but she couldn't do it. In fact, she didn't want to expel Zhang Gongzi just now, but the anger of her subordinates made her unable to suppress it. And now, she wanted to expel Ye Xingyuan, but she couldn't do so because of everyone's cheers.
No one can say with a clear conscience that Ye Xingyuan's two poems are not good, and they can't find a place to find faults. The little girl rings around her were already rolling in their eyes and their faces were flushed, obviously moved by Ye Xingyuan's appearance and talent. The rest of the maids are even more unbearable, if they don't sit here, maybe they will rush forward to find Ye Xingyuan to recommend a pillow!
This is the attraction of the great talents of the Central Plains, the beauty of poetry and writing, can be magnificent and charming, can move people's hearts, can inspire the fighting spirit, it is these words that seem to have no practical meaning, supporting the gorgeous splendor. In the face of the power of this culture, Ding Oiran cannot but bow down.
That night, Oiran presented a poem, and the final winner was the same as the prediction, Ye Xingyuan, who had been the most famous in the city in the past month. The look on Ye Xingyuan's face was also faint, and he didn't see how much joy he had.
After his two poems, Ding Oiran "flew from the sky" evaluation, others said goodbye one after another, although they came to this point after all, they were unwilling, but they were not ashamed to lose under such poems.
The only one who was indignant was Zhang Gongzi, who was kicked out early, he had been waiting outside the painting boat, and when he heard that Ye Xingyuan finally won the championship, he left angrily. In the next few days, he didn't even go to the house, and he let out a big talk before, but now he can't afford to lose that person.
In the painting boat, Ding Oiran finally removed the beaded curtain.
Ye Xingyuan raised his head calmly, seriously admiring the peerless beauty upstairs, although he had seen Ding Huayuan's slender figure on the shore before, but his face was never particularly clear.
Lu Wei completely forgot that he had betrayed his cousin before, so he came to Ye Xingyuan's side and watched with his feet crossed.
Although Ouyang Ziyu didn't have much interest in Oiran, beautiful women were born with the talent of observing other beauties, so even if she sat in place and didn't move, she didn't even seem to raise her head, but she had already seen Ding Oiran's appearance clearly.
It seems that the skin is whiter than mine, but not as big as my breasts! It seems that the face is a little smaller, but not as long as my legs! Ouyang Ziyu used the spiritual power of the immortal family, and after a meticulous comparison, he realized that the number of points of victory and defeat was equal, so he snorted generously and did not continue to investigate.
Sure enough, she is a beauty of the barbarians, her pupils are like a pool of blue water, her skin is fair, and the contours of her face are deep, which is indeed a little different from the Central Plains woman. In the past, the barbarian flamboyance was broadcast in the Central Plains, and the aesthetics of barbarian women in the Central Plains were also quite similar.
Ding Huakui lightly opened her lips, as if she had thought carefully before speaking, "Ye Gongzi is really unfathomable, and the concubine has also seen many outstanding people. But at your age, you are the only one who can make your concubine feel like a mountain. ”
Ye Xingyuan felt that there was something in the words of the Oiran lady, so he didn't make a sound, and just listened to the Oiran lady continue.
"With Your Excellency's talent, you must have guessed the origin of the concubine, and since this is the case, the concubine also wants to ask the son. Her eyes widened suddenly, her blue eyes were like jade, flashing with a crystal light, and her tone was full of expectation, "My Nanyue country is rich in grain and rice, and the lord of the country is working hard to make the country prosperous, and he wants to be talented."
If you are willing to go, you will not lose the position of a marquis by virtue of your great talent, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. I wonder if Your Excellency is willing to condescend to your dignity and go to the outer land with your concubine to educate the people of our country?"
It was not exposed on the surface before, but now that it is already one-on-one, Ding Huakui knows that Ye Xingyuan is a smart person, and there is no need to go around in circles, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he promises high-ranking officials to recruit Ye Xingyuan naked.