The first assistant of the poor family

Chapter 110 Yaojiang Poetry Society ([-])

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Zhen Kewang, Mr. Zhen, is a first-class figure in the Yuyao Shilin circle. He looked around at the students who were kneeling for a week, coughed and said, "Since everyone is here, let's start."

"Today, all the virtuous people have arrived, and the collection of young and old scholars. On the occasion of this poetry meeting, I will introduce it to everyone. The rules of this poetry competition have changed, and the specific items are drawn up by Mr. Zhen. .”

Sun Chuan, as a representative of the scholars who participated in the poetry society, stood up and talked freely.After a paragraph, he turned his head and bowed his hands to Zhen Kewang to show his respect.

"Taking poetry clubs as a faction, each poetry club draws up the order of the students to enter the field, and competes in pairs. The loser will retire, and the winner will continue to wait for the loser to choose a new student to challenge."

These rules and regulations have already been announced in advance, and Sun Chuan just said it again.

"Okay, according to Master Zhen's wishes, the first match will be between the Drunkard Poetry Club and the Haitang Poetry Club!"

Sun Chuan talked about Mr. Zhen one by one. He was simply pulling tiger skins and making a big banner. It was very shameless!
Xie Shen took a deep breath, winked at Wang Zhang beside him, and said slowly, "Brother Zhang will go first!"

Wang Zhang nodded solemnly. They had already planned before going to the Yaojiang Poetry Conference, and he would take the lead.

The reason for this arrangement is that among these people, Wang Zhang's talent and learning are the worst.This is a bit like Tian Ji's horse racing, using Wang Zhang to test the opponent's overall strength.

Anyway, Wang Zhang will not have any influence on the results of the poetry meeting, so it is perfect to use him as a touchstone.

Xie Shen, who was sent by the Drunkard Poetry Club to challenge him, looks very familiar, and he should be that Feng Sizhang.

This son has outstanding talent and is well-known in Yuyao.The most important thing is that this person's poems are very good. Before Xie Shen became famous, he was the leader among the young students in Yuyao.

The topic of the first round was predetermined, and the competition was military poems. Feng Sizhang seemed to have prepared a long time ago, and after pondering for a while, he composed a poem. Poetry is really bad.This first match was naturally won by Feng Sizhang.

After that, the Begonia Poetry Club joined Xie Pi, Wang Shouwen, and some of the original students of the Poetry Club, but they were all defeated without exception. It was not until Han Hao came out that the decline was stopped.But Han Jun is also hard to beat with two fists and four hands. After defeating Feng Sizhang and Liu Zhen one after another, he was also defeated by Sun Chuan through hatred.

In the blink of an eye, the Begonia Poetry Club was defeated and only Xie Shen was left. Such a rapid defeat was far beyond Xie Shen's expectations.

In his original plan, how could they force out the opponent's leader, now all the pressure is concentrated on Xie Shen.

However, Xie Shen has a poetic spirit in his stomach, but he is also calm and calm.He got up abruptly, cupped his hands at Zhen Kewang, and said with a smile: "I also ask my lord to give me a question."

The poetry club had run out of questions for the previous rounds, so Zhen Kewang had to come up with the questions on the spot.Elder Zhen stroked his beard and said with a faint smile, "Let's take Jiangnan as the topic."

Xie Shen's heart sank, what kind of question is this, it's too general.

But fortunately, he had enough stock, and he started singing after walking a few steps with one hand on his back.

"Most of the river stems are populated by fishermen, and the area around Liumo and Lingtang is sparse;

Fortunately, after the slanting wind settled down, Banjiang Mangrove sold perch. "

After reciting, Xie Shen smiled and handed over to Zhen Kewang: "The student wrote it on a whim and didn't think about the title, so I called it "Yaojiang Quatrains""

"Okay, what a song "Yao Jiang Quatrains."

Zhen Kewang, Mr. Zhen, is in his sixtieth year, and his beard and hair are white.But he was in good spirits, and when he heard Xie Shen's "Yaojiang Quatrains", he patted his hand and got up and said, "I always thought that the beauty of Yaojiang was difficult to draw with pen and ink, but Xie Xiansheng's poem made me feel better." The old man has changed his opinion. Jianggan is mostly fishermen’s dwellings, and this sentence outlines the fisherman’s house. The area around Liumo and Lingtang is sparse, and this sentence expresses the feeling of leisure. What surprised me the most is the last two sentences.”

Master Zhen stroked his long beard and said with emotion: "The shadow of the sun slanted to the west, dyeing the river red. Just at this time, a fisherman was selling perch by the river. Wonderful, wonderful! This poem by Xiansheng It is similar to Bai Letian's saying, "A setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red."

In Master Zhen's opinion, the scenes in Xie Shen's poem are very ordinary.Both Diaorenju and Liumo Lingtang are common sights in Yuyao.But the combination of these common scenes has an unusual effect, which is amazing!
If Xie Shen's poem only stayed in the realm of the first two lines, then Zhen Kewang would not praise it so much.The key is the last two sentences of the poem, which directly raised the realm to a higher level, vividly portraying the leisure and laziness of life in the south of the Yangtze River.

Where is this still a poem, it is clearly a painting.

In Zhen Kewang's view, the highest state of poetry is that there are paintings in poems and poems in paintings.Wang Wei, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, did this very well. Xie Shen's poem has at least [-]% of Wang Wei's skills.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhen, for your praise. The students are ashamed."

Xie Shen cupped his hands at Zhen Kewang, and said a polite word.

Zhen Kewang said with emotion: "Since Sanyang Pavilion became old, there have been no talented students in this dynasty. You must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and don't be taken away by foreign things."

Xie Shen secretly cursed in his heart.Your old official career has been smooth sailing, and you have held important positions such as the imperial envoy, the minister of the Ministry of officials, etc. Now that you are retiring from your old age and returning to your hometown, you are concerned about the aspirations of the younger students from your hometown.No matter how you look at it, it's a bit hypocritical.

In the eyes of teenagers, being an official and being a poet sometimes contradict each other, and it is a contradiction between the tip of the needle and the wheat.To be an official means to be a pragmatist, but to be a poet is just the opposite, you need to be a complete idealist.

Master Zhen meant to let him ride the wall to find balance?This idea was rejected by Xie Shen as soon as it was born.Su Dongpo is talented enough, right?It was ruined by romanticism.Xie Shen didn't think he was more talented than Su Dongpo, poetry and poetry meant more to him as a tool to build his reputation.As for being an idle hermit, he never thought about it.

Next is Sun Chuan, the president of the Drunkard Poetry Club, who wrote a poem.

Just now, Boss Zhen praised Xie Shen a lot, which suddenly put a lot of pressure on him.Fortunately, this topic is not too difficult, so it is not impossible for Sun Chuan to fail to write poems.

"The smoke of love fades with the weather, and the dust and mist of the West Lake have softened for ten years.

Waking up in a dream, holding a fan and cherishing the golden thread, breaking the luan and hating Jiangnan's resentment. "

Sun Chuan wrote a poem in a short time.If you read this poem alone, it can be considered a good poem.But if compared with what Xie Shen did, both the artistic conception and the choice of words and sentences are much worse.

Sun Chuan obviously understood this himself, he no longer had the same air as before, and only pinned his hopes on Mr. Zhen, hoping that Mr. Zhen could give him some face.

(End of this chapter)