Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 211 My Fierce Friend 2
At this time another singer began to sing, this time it was another quatrain by Wang Changling.The kid Wang Changling immediately became elated and reminded Wang Zhihuan: "Hey, I already have two songs."

At this time, the big bull Wang Zhihuan who had been very quiet finally expressed his opinion.He said that these singers just now were not of high grade, and the songs they sang didn't represent anything!
He pointed to the most beautiful showgirl,
He smiled and said, "If she didn't sing my poems, I would admit that I am Luse; if she sings my poems, then you all worship me under my seat and worship me as the boss."

Finally, it was the turn of the most beautiful woman to sing.

What she only sings is: "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city, Wanren Mountain, why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, and the spring breeze won't pass Yumen Pass."

silence.Deathly silence.

Wang Zhihuan turned his head and looked at Wang Changling and Gao Shi with a smile.This poem is his immortal masterpiece "Liangzhou Ci".

Brother Lei, I wasn't there at the time, and I don't know if Wang Changling and Gao Shi knelt down and recognized Wang Zhihuan as the boss in the end.

But then I learned that other fierce people debated which quatrain is the most fierce in Guanque Tower, but for this poem, they spent a lot of mouthwatering.

Li Panlong, the literary overlord of the Yellow Crane Tower at that time, said that Wang Changling's "Qin Shi Ming Yue Han Shi Guan" was the most fierce;
The successor overlord Wang Shizhen said that it was Wang Han's "Grape Wine Luminous Cup" the strongest;
But Wang Yuyang, a great talent in the brothel, refused to accept it.He brought four blockbuster bombs, saying that each of them could blow up your "most powerful" bombs.

Among them, the first one is Wang Wei's "Weicheng Morning Rain and Light Dust"; the second one is Li Bai's "Chaoci Baidi Caiyunjian"; The first is Wang Zhihuan's "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds". "

Lei Ge broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he didn't know if these people were fierce or not, but every sentence of the poems Bai Fenggang mentioned had reached grandma's house, almost every sentence could be written in textbooks to make students dolls They have been extolling it for a hundred years, where the hell are these fierce people?Why can't I meet any of them?

Bai Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Brother Lei, if you think these things are fierce, you are wrong!"

"Ah? Is it possible that there are more fierce people than these people?!"

"Hehe, of course, there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years! The next big man to appear is Wang Bo.

Hehe, Brother Lei, this is another person surnamed Wang.But they are not relatives with Wang Zhihuan!
It is said that in that year, Yan Boyu, a local official in Hongzhou, was in Nanchang and built a new building with extremely luxurious decoration.At that time, there were no eight rules, and Director Yan treated guests to dinner and guests with great fanfare.

At that time, cadres also had to talk about style when they ate. They could not engage in a sea-to-sky feast. Instead, they had to invite some educated people to the town.A young man was invited, and he was Wang Bo.

By the way, Wang Bo didn't hang out in our Guanque Tower. He was a small civil servant at the time, roaming around everywhere.

But because he is so talented, he was named the first of the four fierce men by our fierce man circle, uh, this is equivalent to our current top ten outstanding teenagers...

There are many debates about the ranking order of the Four Mengs. Some say it is Wang, Yang, Lu, and Luo; some say it should be Wang, Luo, Lu, and Yang.But no matter what, over the years, no one has dared to rank Wang Bo first; there will be no one in another 1000 years.

His sentence "A confidant in the sea, a neighbor in the world" is enough to kill many fierce people.

Closer to home, when Director Yan invited us to dinner, he called on everyone to write essays on their new buildings.

Does he really want to engage in a composition contest?Wrong, he wanted to take the opportunity to show off the talents of his son-in-law Wu Zizhang.He had prepared a composition in advance, and planned to let his son-in-law show it up during the banquet to stun everyone, just like Jia Zheng asked Jia Baoyu to write couplets in the Grand View Garden.

The guests present here are not fools, and they dared not take the limelight from the son-in-law, so they refused to write.

The son-in-law was triumphant, and was about to take out the composition that had been warmed under his armpit. Suddenly, Wang Bo, who was in his 20s, stood up and said, "I will write."

Of course Dudu Yan was very upset and walked away.

Sitting behind the account, he became more and more angry, and couldn't help telling his hand to go down and see what the kid had written.

After a while, his hand came down to report: "He started with'Yuzhang Gujun, Hongdu New Mansion'!"

The governor sneered: "It's just a cliché."

After a while, his subordinates came to report again: He wrote "Xingfen Yizhen, Ground Connection Henglu"!
The director pondered for a while, he felt that the big thing was not good, and his son-in-law was going to be bad.

As one sentence after another reached the Governor’s ears, the Governor’s face turned into a pig liver color.

Finally his subordinates came to report again: "He wrote,'Luoxia and lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color'!"

The director finally broke down. "Genius, genius!"

Director Yan's building is called Tengwang Pavilion.This composition by Wang Bo is called "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

The son-in-law was robbed of the limelight by Wang Bo and was extremely angry.He accused Wang Bo of copying his composition.

In order to prove that he was original, he recited Wang Bo's composition fluently by virtue of his supernatural memory.

After memorizing, he stared at Wang Bo with a sneer.The guests also whispered, suspecting Wang Bo plagiarism.

Wang Bo calmly asked his son-in-law: "Brother Wu has a good memory, admire! Admire it! But there is a prologue at the end of my composition, do you know?"

Son-in-law was dumbfounded: there are poems?What poem?

So Wang ** wrote a preface poem without adding any points to the text:
"Tengwang Gaoge Linjiangzhu, Peiyu Mingluan, singing and dancing; painting buildings flying towards Nanpu, clouds, pearl curtains in the evening rain on the west mountains; idle clouds and ponds shadows are long, things change stars in autumn; where is the emperor in the pavilion today, and the Yangtze River beyond the threshold Empty artesian!"

It was silence again.Deathly silence.

The son-in-law withdrew in shame.He finally knew that what he was facing today was not just a lost school boy in the world. "

Lei Ge applauded!

"What a "Preface to the Pavilion of the Prince of Teng"! What a "autumn water and the same color of the sky", it is really a peerless line! God, how can people write such a perfect poem! Where is Wang Bo now? I will be with him It's a big deal!"

Bai Feng was stunned, shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, Brother Lei, it's a pity. Speaking of this fierce man, Wang Bo, he only lived to be 26 years old. When he went south to see his father, he crossed the sea and drowned. He was frightened and died.

Otherwise, I would have brought him to you long ago...

God is jealous of talents, if he lives to be 62 years old, how fierce he will be.Maybe he is so fierce that God can't stand it anymore. I am afraid that the future literary history will not be able to be written, so let him hang up. "

As if struck by lightning, Lei Ge's face suddenly darkened, and after a long time, he sighed deeply.

Bai Feng didn't want to continue entanglement on this topic, so he changed the subject with a smile.

"Brother Lei, in fact, good poems are not difficult to write, there are routines.

For example, if you want to be the fiercest poem, the last sentence must end in a negative.

The great writer Zhu Ziqing said that the eight most powerful quatrains in Tang poetry all end in negative forms:
"Xi Chu Yangguan for no reason", "Don't teach Huma to go to Yinshan", "The apes on both sides of the strait can't keep crying", "The jade face is not as good as the jackdaw color", "The drunk lying on the battlefield, the Lord laughs", "The spring breeze does not pass Yumenguan", "I don't know where "Blowing the reed pipe" "business women do not know the hatred of subjugation".

Can't this kind of routine be broken?

the answer is!able!Of course!Must be able to!
It is said that this year, a lonely poet came to Suzhou.His name is Zhang Ji.

He is not well-known, and compared with Wang Bo, Wang Zhihuan, Wang Changling, Wang Wei, Li Bai, Gao Shi, Li Yi and other fierce people before him, he is only a small poet.No one has recorded his life in detail.

Of course, Brother Lei, you don't need to remember your name, it's not important...

All I know is that Zhang Ji was not very successful in his life. He only had a serious job when he was almost [-] years old, and he wandered outside for a long time.That night in Suzhou, he was very homesick.

On a foggy night, he slept in the cabin, thinking about his hometown and future, tossing and turning.

(End of this chapter)