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Chapter 199 The Battle of Wind and Cloud (The Battle of Hell)

Although I know that this poem was not written by the young man in front of me, the real author is Li Qiao, who is now staying behind in Luoyang and an important minister in the court.

I am here to challenge all the talented scholars of the seven surnames. Li Qiao may have just written this poem and it has not yet come out.It is not too much to take it out as a competition work now.

In his previous life, he liked this poem very much, but what made him feel most dissatisfied was that this poem was not included in many anthologies of Tang poetry.And many of the poems in those anthologies are far below this one.If "Luo Shen Fu" was not selected into "Guwen Guanzhi" because of its content is too erotic, it can still be explained.

But the content of this poem is very elegant and light.Or a question of character?But although Li Qiao's character is somewhat controversial, at least it is much better than Song Zhiwen and Gao Pian.

I don't understand very much.

Of course, it is impossible for him to compile a new anthology of Tang poetry for this matter.

But why should it be handed over to the Cui family.After thinking about it, I understood the reason.This is friendship, and only through mutual communication in this way can the relationship deepen and become a group.

Lao Wu sat in the distance, and originally wanted to wait for Wang Hua's poem to come out and come over to have a look together.Now I saw that even Wang Hua slapped his hands lightly a few times to express his appreciation for this poem.She finally got up from her chair and walked over.

Looking at the screen:
Untie the three autumn leaves and bloom February flowers.Thousand-foot waves across the river, leaning into the bamboo ten thousand poles.
It is indeed a good poem.

It really is the seven surnames!
Although Wang Hua's talents are aggressive, the Seven Surnames are also talented.

After reading this poem, everyone looked at Wang Hua. At this time, the doctor of the Taizijian opened Wang Hua's scroll again.Everyone saw it and applauded again.This poem is Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower".

If ordinary people see it, they will definitely feel the emotion of Ji Shengyu and He Shengliang.But these disciples with seven surnames, no matter where they stood, they wouldn't move a single javelin.There was a smile from the beginning to the end on the face, as if these people were not human beings, but pieces of beautiful jade, standing in the sun, shining with a moist luster.

Such a handsome demeanor also made many girls onlookers feel heartbroken.Many people sighed in their hearts, no wonder the world is crazy, wanting to be in-laws with these seven surnames and ten families, who doesn't like such a talent.

As for Wang Hua, no one thinks about it. Anyway, he is regarded as a peak, not a human being.Now if it wasn't for Lao Wu's gift of marriage, if it wasn't for some high-ranking officials, if Wang Hua didn't say anything, no one would come to Wang's house to propose marriage and marry his daughter to Wang Hua.

Two poems came out, today is different from three days ago, the winner must be decided.

The doctor of Guozijian stood on both sides, and an old man came out.Wang Hua looked at it and smiled. It was Dr. Kong who was the most educated in Guozijian Middle School, and he was born in the Confucian Mansion in Shandong.This may be a real aristocratic family in Chinese history, but it is not an aristocrat, because they rarely enter the core of power.

Dr. Kong came out to comment, this is a very fair candidate.Everyone nodded in agreement.

Dr. Kong looked at the two poems and said: "This little poem made someone 'see' the wind. I don't know what kind of talent is needed to write this poem so vividly and elegantly."

After speaking, he shook his head with emotion.This is also a very fair evaluation, Wang Hua nodded secretly.

Turning to Wang Hua's poem again, he said: "I saw this poem, and I don't know what to say. I just want to take a fast horse and go to Wuchang to see the Yellow Crane Tower, and remember the ancient times. Go to the countryside."

After finishing speaking, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, and said, "Hateful, oh so hateful!"

Everyone was confused by him, stunned and puzzled.The old man is suffering from that kind of disease?
But in the next sentence, everyone understood why he lost his nerve, and he said: "It's a shame that the duration is only one month, if such a grand event lasts for years, and the old man can see such a wonderful masterpiece every few days, that would be great. "

Everyone couldn't help being happy when they heard it. It's very lucky to see one or two poems like this with their own eyes. It will take years and months. Are they really carrots and vegetables, which can be sold in quantity?Although the old man is very knowledgeable, his words are too funny.

The old master just stood on the wall and looked at the two poems, shaking his head and admiring them.Su Jijiu saw that this was not acceptable, and quietly tugged at his sleeve, old man, don't shake your head, let's evaluate first.

Only then did the old master get down to business, and he said: "Mr. Wang Erlang, although the poems you wrote are not widely publicized outside, but what does XX say? Now XX doubts that when you grow up and learn more, what will you write?" What kind of poetry?"

If these poems are really written by Wang Hua, there is indeed such a thing. It is possible that when Wang Hua grows up, the words he writes no longer belong to the world.

He also said: "The scenery of this poem is open and beautiful, the emotion is unrestrained and sincere, mixed with a touch of nostalgia, such a distant and indistinct poem, if I have a chance to see it today, I will drink a bowl of it to make it clear."

Seeing that it was coming again, Su Jijiu immediately pulled his clothes again.

Only then did the old master turn to the song "Wind" and said: "What a simple language! But it is this simple language, but it shows the bleak and desolate scene when the autumn wind blows, and the scene that the earth is full of vitality when the spring breeze blows. Seeing the strong wind Blowing the surface of the river, the scene of the surging waves, and the scene of thousands of green bamboos stacking up the green waves! Yazheng, "Wind"! According to someone, these two poems are in different fields and have reached the level of text. It is difficult for people to imagine the peak of transcendence, so a certain judge judges the two poems to be a tie!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded and readily agreed.

Even Wang Hua has no objection. If the old master said this sentence 30 years later, it is estimated that these tens of thousands of people would be beaten to death with bricks.Not now, the mainstream of the current poetic style is still the mainstream of the magnificent poetry style of the Six Dynasties, bold and unrestrained poetry appeared, and fresh poetry also appeared.It can't really replace this kind of gorgeous poetry, and people's appreciation concept has not changed.

The old master's evaluation was very pertinent, and he didn't help the seven surnames.

Since the first round was tied, the second round will start again!
The first article is posted.

Wang Hua looked at it. It was a good article, the whole body was dual, and the writing was extremely gorgeous. This reminded him of two other equally gorgeous articles, "Fu of the Goddess of Luo" and "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion".However, to Wang Hua's pity, compared with the former, the latter is a bit hollow, with a feeling of stacking.

However, after this article was read by everyone, it once again sounded good.

Wang Hua disapproved in his heart, but he was helpless. This is the theme of appreciation at this time. Bell-bottom pants may not look good on the body, but now they all think they look good. What should I do?He clapped his hands a few times as a sign of goodwill.

After posting Wang Hua's article again, everyone looked at it again:
In the autumn of Xin Chou, at the end of the seventh month, the painter and the guests went boating and swimming under the Red Cliff.The breeze is coming slowly, and the water waves are calm.The wine belongs to the guest, the poem of the bright moon is recited, and the chapter of the song is graceful. . The guest laughs with joy, and drinks more when washing the cup.The core of the food is exhausted, and the cups and plates are in a mess.The face and the pillow are in the boat, and I don't know the whiteness of the east.
Wang Hua took a boat trip to Chibi in about July last year. Another point is that Wang Hua has not considered the current people's appreciation concept.This prose should belong to the category of "ancient prose", but it is also full of dual sentences that people like to use today.

But even so, the result of the evaluation still made Wang Hua dumbfounded.

The person who came over to evaluate was another great Confucian from the Imperial College, Wang Hua knew him and asked him for advice.But people did not abandon the public because of personal interests. To tell the truth, I expressed my feelings in my heart: "If you talk about the ability of writing, the latter is far above the former. Especially in this article, a certain person feels that he has become a fairy, floating in the world, full of emotions. From the first sentence to the last sentence, it is almost coherent and easy to read. But Mr. Wang Erlang, this article has the meaning of returning to ancient prose, and I can’t decide whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. .Looking at the previous article again, although the text is slightly lacking compared to the latter, but the posture is square and elegant, and the demeanor is dignified. Therefore, a certain conclusion, it is still a draw."

Just because Wang Hua's article was suspected of launching a movement to restore ancient style, it became a tie again.

After hearing this, Wang Hua smiled wryly again.I thought to myself, fortunately no other articles were published, otherwise the old master might have judged himself as the loser.But it doesn't matter!The following words and piano paintings are for evaluating novelty.See how they judge when you see it.

The third scroll was pasted up, but this scroll was for comparing calligraphy, and it happened that the first two scrolls showed regular script and official script, while the latter one was to show cursive script.

The scroll of the seven surnames should be hung up first. This is a cursive script, using Cui Rong's poem:

Luozhu asked Wu Chao, and Wumen wanted Luoqiao.The willow bank in the evening smoke, and the magnolia radius in the spring water.

The tall buildings in the city are close, and the stars and the Big Dipper are far away.Wings grow without a cause, and they fly with ease.

The calligraphy comes from Wang Xizhi's zhangcao, but without Wang Xizhi's unrestrained style, there is more of the coquettishness in the Wang style. Although it is zhangcao, it feels very upright.It is also a new body.Moreover, this kind of Zhangcao fully expresses the aesthetic characteristics of the Wang style calligraphy, which can be said to have reached the peak of the Graceful School Zhangcao.

Poetry can be copied, and calligraphy can be copied.Guan Jian, you have to copy that taste.

The current conditions are still lacking a little bit. If it was placed in Wang Hua's previous life, if he didn't have the talent to practice hard, how developed the information would be.If you copy it, you will copy it perfectly, and you don't know how many calligraphers you can draw.

Not only that, but the handwriting on the other two poems is not only not under Wang Hua, but also because Wang Hua is not familiar with the fonts, and the true meaning of forcing to copy this new style is all on Wang Hualue.Seriously, there are no talents for the seven surnames.

Looking at the handwriting on it, Wu Zetian looked at Dr. Guozijian holding the scroll in his hand with some worry.

If Wang Hua does not create a new and sensational calligraphy in cursive script, Wang Hua may be on the losing side.

Originally there was hope, but Wang Hua chose to give up his strengths, and he took the initiative to exclude that kind of wild grass.

The doctor of the Imperial College slowly opened the scroll, but when he saw the words in his hand, he stood there in a daze.

All of a sudden, the audience is not happy, you have seen something good, you can’t be so selfish, watching secretly by yourself, and shouting together: "Post it, post it."

The doctor just woke up from a dream, and said, "What a new word."

Good words?That's not good, the words are good, and it's not in the scope of the competition.

However, he said something again, which made Wu Zetian breathe a sigh of relief.In the current situation, if Wang Hua loses, even she may make the world and Qi Xing laugh at her.The doctor said: "What a cursive script!"

As he said that, he opened it all up and pasted it on the screen!
Because of the doctor's actions and words, the nearby audience's appetite was also hooked.What kind of character, what kind of words, made this blogger lose his composure.

At this time, seeing that it was already attached to the wall, they raised their feet one by one and looked ahead.

(End of this chapter)