Bachelor

Chapter 356 Just like the water from the Yellow River coming up from the sky ([-])
The official surnamed Mu is only a seventh-rank official, and there is a huge difference in rank from the second-rank Zhao Shangshu.If it was the Qing Dynasty, he would never dare to say such a thing.However, scholars in the Ming Dynasty all had a strong and iron frame until the political atmosphere was not corrupted.

In the eyes of officials surnamed Mu, Sun Dan's poems are naturally very exquisite. As far as this "Mulan Ci" is concerned, it has faintly thrown out half a block of contemporary scholars.This is an objective fact that cannot be denied.But Zhao Shangshu couldn't see it, and instead said something like a prodigal voice, what else could it be if it wasn't deception?
Zhao Jian was not angry, and discussed the matter as it stands, and there is no distinction between official positions in literature discussions.Although he was upset, he didn't want the official power to overwhelm the Mu official, so he said: "Sun Dan is also a scholar, and he learned the words of a sage. Looking at this "Mulan Song", it is just a matter of men and women, with a style First of all, if you don’t fall behind, isn’t it the music of the decadent?”

The official surnamed Mu was also anxious, and said at the top of his voice, "Lord Zhao, in the Song Dynasty, poetry was sung and played by people in the market, and it didn't have a style. In those days, wherever there was well water, there were willows." Yongci. It is written about the affairs of the market, and it is naturally about men and women who eat and drink. It is not a moral article. If an adult says that, it is suspected of picking bones."

Zhao Jian replied: "You can't say that. Although the word originated from the market, it is also a folk custom. But the scholar of Su University can also make a big river. Xin Qiji also wrote that he saw it when he was drunk. It can be seen that As for literature, I don't care much about the carrier, the key is to see what to write. I think Sun Dan is not a serious person, although he has some talent."

The official surnamed Mu was a little dumb. When it comes to eloquence, how could he compare to Zhao Shangshu, an old bureaucrat.

But he still refused to accept it, and was thinking about finding words to refute, but he heard a melodious "Ding Ling".

The officer surnamed Mu and Zhao Jian turned their heads to look at the same time, but at some point Sun Yingkui picked up a paper knife and tapped it on the washbasin filled with water, and then began to sing leisurely.

Both of them were stunned. After listening carefully, it was the poem Sun Dan just wrote.

To be honest, Sun Yingkui's voice is extremely bad, and he is suspected of being tone deaf.But he just sang his head shaking his head, looking like he was enjoying it.

But the official surnamed Mu clapped his hands happily: "Good words and good music, Sun Jingyuan's "Mulan Song" should be accompanied by a resentful Dongxiao, in the haze of the moonlit night. Let Zhanbu sing it best. "

Zhao Jian was suddenly a little annoyed, this official surnamed Mu was already a bookworm who didn't wake up, but Sun Yingkui was a straight gentleman in the past, why is he losing his composure today.It is obviously a love poem, but it is said that Zhanbu should sing it.Zhan is not someone, but an actor, who usually hangs out among the public and nobles, and when his name is mentioned, people think of going aside.

After he coughed, Sun Yingkui realized his gaffe and stopped.

Zhao Jian said lightly: "Okay, Sun Dan's "Mulan Ci" is really good. However, the article is a natural thing, and if you get it by accident, it can't be regarded as true. Let him go. If you are fine, you may as well follow me. Read books together and calm down your mind."

Sun Yingkui put down the paper cutter, but his chest kept heaving with excitement.

But the official surnamed Mu refused to stay here, and lifted his clothes: "My lords, I didn't know what new work Sun Dan had during the delay just now, so I hurried over to have a look, and then I left first. If he If it’s new, I’ll report it right away.”

"Nonsense, nonsense, composing poems and lyrics is not stereotyped writing, how can you just say it." Seeing that he was so unsteady, Zhao Shangshu's face turned ugly.

At this moment, the official surnamed Li ran in, shouting as he ran, "Come out, come out."

Looking at his appearance again, his hair is loose and his hat is crooked.

Zhao Shangshu slapped the table and shouted: "What happened, what do you look like now?"

The official surnamed Li suddenly laughed out loud, and then let out a mournful voice, choked up and said: "Sun Dan wrote another new poem, God, how could he write it so fast? Could it be that God really favored him and handed over a dream pen to me?" I gave it to him. God, after studying for a lifetime, why can’t I write such a sentence.” As he spoke, his tears couldn’t stop falling.

"Bastard, bastard!" Zhao Shangshu still wanted to scold his mother, but he froze when he heard a new poem written by Sun Dan from the official surnamed Li.

The official surnamed Li cried and laughed, and read aloud: "The title of Sun Jingyuan's poem is "Recalling General Xu's Exodus to the North of the Great Wall"...

And when you write a pen, don’t throw off the roots.
I went to the country for more than ten years, and I saw the banners after boarding the boat for three nights.
Xin will deal with the broken bones of Zhu Xia, cry and write this poem sincerely.
Hundreds of millions of people are working together, with one heart and one mind. "

The so-called General Xu refers to Xu Da, the general of the founding period of the Ming Dynasty.Looking at the literal meaning of Sun Dan, it should be describing the old story of Xu Da's army attacking Beiping and establishing the northern frontier fortress for the Ming Dynasty.
In the poems, there is a heroic spirit of never regretting death and never going forward.

In fact, the three did not know that the original author of the poem copied by Sun Dan was the modern poet Guo Moruo.Although Lao Guo's character is not very good, he said a lot of things against his will in the 70s and 30s, and did a lot of wrong things, and no one even called him a hooligan.It is undeniable that in the [-]s, Guo Moruo was still a passionate person.This poem is about his own resolute return from Japan to serve the country and the nation when Japan invaded China.As soon as this poem came out, it caused a sensation and inspired many passionate young people to go to the front line of the Anti-Japanese War.Therefore, as far as this poem is concerned, Mr. Guo still has credit for the country and the nation.

Moreover, Guo Moruo, the leader of the literary world at that time, although he was famous for modern poetry, his attainments in classical metrical poetry were quite profound, which was beyond the reach of the ancients.

The metrical poetry of the Ming Dynasty was in decline. At that time, people in the literary world were entangled in imitating ancient times and anti-imitating ancient times. After a hundred years of debate, no one was able to win or lose.And throughout the Ming Dynasty, it seems that there really was not a single metrical poem that could be obtained.

In his later years, Lao Guo wrote many rubbish words that he couldn't bear to read suddenly, but even if this poem was brought to the Ming Dynasty, it would still be top-notch.

Zhao Jian also led soldiers for a few days during the Huanhao Rebellion and saw blood.Although he was born as a literati, he has a sense of pride in his chest.Hearing Sun Dan's poem, he suddenly seemed to have returned to the era of war-torn times, and murmured: "When I asked for a job again, and when I asked for a job... This Sun Dan, how many people are there?" Very talented, such a sentence can also be written..."

For a while, Zhao Shangshu was stunned.

"Okay, what a bloody chest, heroic writing, what a Sun Jingyuan!" Sun Yingkui picked up the paper knife and tapped on the washbasin again, and sang loudly.

At the end of the song, he let out a howl: "Happy, happy, with this poem, one word, and two masterpieces, Sun Jingyuan deserves the title of the No. 1 scholar in the world. Why doesn't Sun Yingkui admire him so much that he is willing to go down for Sun Donghai's family?" !"

Sun Dan is from Zouping, Shandong. In ancient times, he belonged to Donghai County, and most people called him Sun Donghai at that time. "

Sun Yingkui's words woke up the official surnamed Li who was fascinated by his singing just now, and he stomped his feet: "No, I have to go to Sun Dan's test room to guard, maybe there is a new composition."

After speaking, he ran out of the lobby.

Zhao Jian just woke up from the demon, "Hey!" He sighed: "It is not easy for ordinary people to get a sentence of such poems. Sun Dan has already written two poems in a row. How could he write again? How could he be so ordinary? Wonderful."

Sun Yingkui nodded again and again: "Master Zhao is right, these two poems by Sun Dan have shocked me into heaven, even if he continues to write, how can it be better than this for a while."

Zhao Jian turned his eyes to the book in his hand: "Ying Kui, why don't you read a few pages of the book. Your heart is agitated now, if you don't calm down, how will you invigilate the exam?"

Sun Yingkui: "Yes, what your lord said is right. I read a few pages of "University" and calm my mind. Hey, Sun Jingyuan's poems are like magic and illusion, and they almost broke my aura of arrogance that I have cultivated for many years."

After speaking, he took out a copy of "University" from the bookshelf, and was about to read it when the official surnamed Mu who had gone out before came back.

He looked even more embarrassed than the official surnamed Li just now, his feet were bare, and his shoes had been lost somewhere: "Here we go again, here we go again, Sun Jingyuan has a new work. It is better than the two poems just now." The language is even more wonderful, so lucky, I am so lucky!"

Sun Yingkui was stunned, and the book in his hand fell to the ground: "How is it possible, how could it be more exciting than the one just now? Sun Jingyuan is not finished. Could it be that he has a Tianhe in his chest, and the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky?"

Zhao Jian was also slightly moved: "What is written, read it and listen to it."

The officer surnamed Mu hurriedly replied: "Actually, I haven't finished writing it yet. I only read a few sentences, and I couldn't help but report it. It's a poem."

Zhao Jian was very displeased: "I didn't finish reading what you came here for, and how did you know before you finished writing?"

Official Mu surnamed: "Only the first two sentences are worthy of the title of masterpiece. I have studied for so many years, and I have never eaten mutton or seen sheep running, so I can tell the difference clearly."

Zhao Shangshu sneered: "I don't believe it."

The official surnamed Mu read aloud: "Independent cold autumn, the Xiangjiang River goes north, at the head of Juzizhou. Look at the red mountains all over the mountains, and the forests are all dyed; the river is full of green, and hundreds of boats compete for the flow."

Sun Yingkui exclaimed: "Is it "Qin Yuanchun"?" He looked at Zhao Jian while speaking.

Zhao Jian was terrified when he heard these two sentences. He nodded, and suddenly threw the book in his hand on the ground: "Go, take a look. Let's see how much this Sun Dan can write today?"

At this moment, the mature and prudent Zhao Shangshu finally lost his balance.Hurriedly leading Mu and Sun towards Sun Dan's examination room.

Before reaching the ground, I found that Sun Dan's examination room was full of people, all of whom were the same examiners under Zhao Shangshu who were grading the papers. The number of them was at least ten.

The passage between the test houses is already narrow, with so many people standing at one stop, it is impossible to get through.

All the examiners stared inside excitedly, for fear of missing a word.

Some even took paper in one hand and a pen in the other to record quickly.

(End of this chapter)