Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 363
Dou Yi put forward this suggestion, asking a talented northerner among the members of the accompanying mission to stand up and compose a Qixi Ci. better.

As soon as his words came out, all the people from Nantang present became interested.

After all, the State of Song has been suppressing the State of Tang militarily, eyeing it covetously, taking away the land of Jiangbei and swallowing half of the Tang State a few years ago. For the people of the Tang State, this is a national hatred and family hatred!

The Song army once burned, killed and looted in Yangzhou, Suzhou and other places. Many gentry and wealthy households were looted, some officials and noble family members were killed, and tens of thousands of dead were killed.

Some Jianghuai people who fled to the Southern Tang naturally hated the Song people very much, and so did many Jinling people, who hated the northern Song people, but the Tang army was indeed no match for the northern Song army. Thinking that the scholars in the south can win and defeat the scholars in the Song Dynasty in the north.

"Just compare, who would be afraid of Song people!"

"That is, let them take a look at the poetic talent of our southern scholars. How can people in Song Dynasty compare with it?"

Some spectators on the periphery began to discuss.

They still approve of Zhou Yifan's poem "Butterfly Love Flower", and think it is very good, at least it is the best one in the current Xiyuan Poetry Club.According to the judging standards of previous years, this song will definitely win the top three names tonight, and even become the best.

Although the Song Dynasty is the orthodox culture of the Central Plains, there are many wars in the north, and the literature is somewhat deserted. Therefore, everyone feels that the Song talents in the north must not be as educated as those in the south of the Yangtze River.

Dou Yi didn't take it seriously, and said with a light smile, "Xiao Ze, come and recite a new poem about Qixi Festival."

A man wearing a navy-colored shirt and robe stood out from the table of the banquet. He looked about 25 or [-] years old and had a dignified appearance. He walked in the banquet space, bowed his hands and made an introduction: Ze, who is currently studying in the Imperial Academy of the Song Dynasty, has nothing to do in the post house this afternoon, and wrote a poem called "Partridge Sky" in response to the occasion."

"Back then the oath was passed down from generation to generation, gathering less and leaving more heartbroken immortals.

The long bridge is lying on the waves and the stars are in the sky, and the singing and the phoenix are dancing in front of the moon.

Empty sigh night, don't go through the years,
What a day of joys and sorrows.

There is no long-term plan for this kind of love in the world,
So close to the end of the world and this world. "

This poem was recited by this Xiao Ze, and it is catchy and has an extraordinary artistic conception. The famous masters and scholars present are also knowledgeable people. It is indeed a superior work, and it is a bit on par with Zhou Yifan's "Butterfly Love Flower".

Zhou Yifan's face changed slightly, and he also heard that this poem is not bad, but it won't increase the ambition of others, and it doesn't have his own prestige, so he hummed softly: "Although it's good, it may not surpass my one."

He naturally refused to admit defeat. After all, there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. Unless the literary talent and artistic conception of a poem are too different, otherwise, the level is close, and the preferences are different. It may not be directly comparable.

"That's right, so-so!"

"I also think that this piece of Partridge Sky is not as good as Master Zhou's Die Lian Hua!"

"It's not that it's inferior, it's simply far worse."

Some people who don't know much about poetry naturally only help their own people and refuse to admit that Song people's Ci is good.

Dou Yi sneered, turned her head to look at Han Xizai, Xu Xuan and the others and asked, "These gentlemen are all great writers of the Tang Dynasty and leaders of scholars. What do you think of the two poems? Can you decide which one is the best?"

Xu Xuan opened the mouth and said: "Empty sigh night, don't pass the years, what is the joy and sorrow. There is no long-term plan for the love in the world, and the fate of this world is so close. Literary talent, and Zhou Gongzi's words, it can be said that each has its own merits, and it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior."

"It's fair." Dou Yi smiled slightly, but she didn't have any cynicism. After all, the senior scholar Xu of Tang State gave a pertinent evaluation.

"Even so, it's still a tie. This Xiao Hanlin didn't overwhelm the demeanor of Mr. Zhou, a member of the Imperial Academy." Someone raised this point. If the level of the words is comparable, then Zhou Fan is a few years younger than Xiao Hanlin of the Song Dynasty. Then there will be a little bragging rights.

"That's right, a Hanlin attendant is only on par with the students of our Imperial College, that's all!"

Someone started laughing.

Zhou Yifan was also secretly proud and smiled, as long as he was tied with the opponent, he would be famous.

At this moment, Xiao Ze chuckled and said: "I wrote two poems of this kind of words this afternoon, please listen to the other song "Magpie Bridge Fairy" next."

Everyone was surprised when they heard the words. It turned out that he wrote not one poem, but two poems, which were a little unnatural.

It is very rare to write a poem of this level, and it is expected to overwhelm other talents. Ordinary people may not be able to write it with all their efforts, inspiration and talent, but he wrote two poems in one afternoon, which is unbelievable.

Only Xiao Ze's voice sounded, and he recited the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal":
"The moon is light and the stars are thick, the sorrow of separation for thousands of years, the cloud and magpie bridge are dim. Yingying looks heartbroken across the water, and the sky is endless and the love is not old!
Meet overnight, the bright moon is beautiful, the river is far away after the age, it is the age of the world, why not Guanghan intends to invite you! "

After chanting this word, everyone present was moved by the artistic conception, beauty, melancholy, etc. of the new word, and fell into silence. After chewing, they were all secretly surprised. It is really a word no less than the above two. It's also a masterpiece.

Everyone looked at Xiao Hanlin, the envoy of the Song Dynasty, with some admiration. Even though this song was written by him before, and now it is used to make up for it, the level is not lower than the previous two songs. It is also a real talent. I have already read a poem by Zhou Yifan, unless Zhou Yifan has a poem of this level, otherwise, in a two-to-one comparison, Xiao Hanlin is naturally better.

Zhou Yifan seemed to be aware of this too, his face turned blue and then pale. This poem and sentence were polished and written for countless times, and finally they were carved repeatedly, and such a superb poem "Butterfly "Love Flower", but there will never be a second one, because one excellent poem consumes all his talents, and it is difficult to come up with a second one.

He looked at the expression of Song Guo Xiao Hanlin, feeling a little helpless this time.

Princess Yongning in the crowd saw this scene, and sighed softly to Zhou Jiamin who was beside her: "It's over, Mr. Zhou has no other words to write, this is a loss."

"Hey, in terms of poetry, you can't lose to the people of Song Dynasty. Why hasn't brother Su Chen come here yet, blah blah!" Zhou Jiamin couldn't help becoming anxious.

All Jinling people present felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

Xiao Ze chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously. It seemed that defeating this little-known Jinling talent was not something to be happy about. Instead, he looked around and asked, "When I was in Song Dynasty, I heard about Jiangzuo Sulang's fame. , I don’t know if you will be there, and if you are willing to write a Qixi Ci, compare it with the following Ci!”

(End of this chapter)