Grandma's wanton life

Chapter 146 The Peacock Flies Southeast! (four more)
Faced with Ye Feng's sudden question, everyone in the auditorium was caught off guard and didn't react for a while.

Aren't we discussing a serious academic issue?
Why did you take a big turn to love?

Life and death love?
I will die from you, you bastard!
Even President Wu and Zhao Huangming couldn't stand it anymore. This Professor Ye is really unreliable. He just saw some improvement, and the things he said were interesting, and then he started messing around again?
Are you too old to be obscene?

Dean Hu's face darkened, "Professor Ye! Please be more serious!"

"I'm just very serious." Ye Feng glanced at him, then looked at the audience, and said calmly: "Of course, I don't care about your love, I just want to ask if you know the idiom 'life parting and death parting'?"

Life and death?

Everyone was stunned again, and now everyone has gradually lost track of Professor Ye's brain circuit.First, I was seriously talking about the history of poetry development with you, and then suddenly came a sentence of love, and now I started to play idioms again?
Brother, what are you doing?

What's the point?
Shouldn't the focus be on the history of poetry development, shouldn't it be your Yuefu poems?
What idioms are you talking about here?

Does this thing matter?
Although the mentality of the teachers and students here has gradually exploded, but still suppressing their impatience, Dean Hu said with a sullen face: "Which one of these commonly used idioms doesn't know?"

"Oh? Then do you know where this idiom comes from?"

Ye Feng asked again.

"This……"

Dean Hu frowned, a little speechless, he really didn't know which allusion this idiom came from.

But fortunately, Director Liu stood up beside him at this time, and said in a clear voice: "Life and death, it comes from an allusion in Luzhou Mansion in the late Eastern Han Dynasty!"

"What allusion?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

Director Liu looked at Ye Feng carefully, but couldn't figure out what he meant, and finally squinted his eyes and said: "It is said that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a small official in Luzhou Mansion named Jiao Zhongqing, and his wife Liu was killed. His mother sent him home. Liu Zhenlie vowed not to remarry, but his family forced him to drown himself in the water. Jiao Zhongqing also hanged himself in his own courtyard when he heard about it. Are you right?"

Ye Feng nodded and said with a smile, "It's absolutely correct."

"Then I don't know what is Professor Ye's intention in mentioning this allusion?"

"Don't worry." Ye Feng smiled and took out another piece of paper. Everyone watched his actions, and their hearts couldn't help jumping a few times.

This guy is about to start again!

Looking at the audience, Ye Feng pointed to the big screen and said, "I believe everyone is familiar with this allusion, so I won't repeat it too much. But, have you ever thought about how this allusion has been passed down to this day?" You know, Jiao Zhongqing is just a petty official, he is not qualified to be included in history books."

Listening to what Ye Feng said, I was watching what he projected on the big screen.

Everyone vaguely seemed to understand what Ye Feng was going to say.

On the big screen, there are a few poems, some poems that are relatively unfamiliar to everyone.

"These poems all record this sad and beautiful love story. Of course, their popularity is not high." Ye Feng said unhurriedly: "But it's okay, let's read these few sentences again,' In ancient times, there was a loyal and good wife, Mrs. Liu... The people of the time were poets Yuner''After hearing this song, I understood what parting between life and death is, so sad, Mrs. Jiao Liu','After reading this article, my heart is very sad, Jiao and Liu, What a pity'."

"This is a comment after an article by Liu Xi, a famous scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty. I believe I don't need to translate what these sentences mean." Ye Feng said with some regret: "But that article has been lost."

In the auditorium, everyone was silent.

Because, they really don't know what to say now.

I don't know what Ye Feng wants to do at all!
Saying these are useless?

However, Professor Ye ignored them and followed his own train of thought, "Actually, we can see that this allusion has been handed down not because of historical records, but because of a word of mouth. Poetry! It's a pity that this poem has been lost until now!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, the eyes of many professors in the auditorium widened slightly.

After going around for so long, Ye Feng finally revealed his ultimate goal!
poetry!

A lost poem!
Zhao Huangming in the audience is sweating all over his forehead now, listening to Professor Ye's lecture is like riding a roller coaster!The ups and downs, the elderly can't stand it!
This is a turn! This is it!
But fortunately, it finally came back around again.

"Professor Ye, you don't want to say that the lost poem is your so-called Yuefu poem?" Dean Hu said with narrowed eyes.

Ye Feng smiled, "Exactly, that poem is indeed a Yuefu poem, and, according to my guess, that poem can even be said to be a representative work of Yuefu poems!"

"Ha, it makes people laugh!" Dean Hu sneered and said, "Not to mention whether there is such a poem, even if it really existed in history, it has been lost now, and no one has seen it. Use a lost poem to justify your unreliable Yuefu poem? It's ridiculous!"

"That's it!"

"It's bullshit!"

"I think this Ye Feng has nothing to say!"

"You want to bring this trick of fooling children to the table?"

"Using something that doesn't exist to prove that it doesn't exist. Is this Ye Feng really a master of mathematics? I'm starting to doubt his professional level now."

Facing this kind of doubt, Ye Feng is not surprised, it is all expected small scenes.

Under everyone's questioning, Ye Feng changed another piece of paper, "Look at the big screen."

Ye Feng stood proudly on the stage with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Haven't you seen it? No, no, no! After checking the ancient books, I still found some words and phrases about this poem. Although there are not many, but It was enough for me to translate it."

Looking at the big screen in front of them, everyone was stunned.

"The Peacock Flies Southeast"?
What the hell is this?

Listen to what Ye Feng said again.

Translate?

Mao mean?
Is this what he copied based on the information in the ancient book?
"A peacock flies southeast and wanders five miles away..."

This poem is very long, very long, it is the longest poem in China, and Ye Feng recited it for half an hour.

In the auditorium, there was already silence.

Only Ye Feng's recitation echoed continuously.

At this moment, everyone's brains were short-circuited. Looking at this "Peacock Flies Southeast", let's not talk about whether Ye Feng's translation fits the original, but just this poem!
It has already shocked everyone present!

Such a long narrative poem is unprecedented!

Regardless of whether Ye Feng can demonstrate success today, with this poem alone, he has already created history!

Of course, this is not the only thing Professor Ye thinks about. Looking at the more than 1000 sluggish faces in the audience, Ye Feng said lightly: "I didn't write this poem indiscriminately. Almost every sentence in it has a source from an ancient book."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, the scene was still silent, even the reporters were dumbfounded.

Are they such long poems?
Are you kidding me?

Is this really a remake?
Are you sure it wasn't written by Ye Feng himself?
"Bell~~~~"

In the silence, the get out of class bell rang.

ps: That's it for tonight, my eyes hurt too much, I can't take it anymore, let's continue tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)