This poem was originally called "Qingyu Case·Yuanxi" and is a masterpiece by Xin Qiji, a poet in the Song Dynasty.
Yuanxi refers to the Lantern Festival, which falls on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Now it is approaching January 1st of Yuanzheng, so Wang Jian changed the time of the festival.
However, it has no impact on the content of the words.
Because the Yuanzheng period of the Tang Dynasty was more lively than the Lantern Festival.
There was a long silence.
Li Lizhi read in a crisp voice: "The public searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in the dim light!"
"What beautiful words, what a beautiful picture ! ”
Upon hearing Li Lizhi’s words, a lonely woman standing in the scattered lights appeared in everyone’s mind.
She is aloof, indifferent, extraordinary and different from the girls with gold and green makeup.
She is so unique and so fascinating.
"This word is so beautiful!"
I don't know who was the first to shout loudly, and soon all the civil and military officials, as well as the concubines and concubines, clapped their hands and praised him.
"Once this word came out, I will never read other words written by Yuan Zheng again!"
"Master Wang is worthy of the name of a poet!"
< p> "If Mr. Wang County doesn't do anything, it's fine. Once he does, it's a fine poem!""What a great poem! It's obvious!"
"..."
p>Various words of praise reached Wang Jian's ears. Although he had been used to hearing them for a long time, he still felt somewhat useful at this moment.
The benefits of Wenzhaogong are reflected here.
Just copy a good poem and it will attract cheers from everyone.
There are people who applaud, and there are naturally people who are troublemakers.
Hou Junji stood up and questioned: "Mr. Wang, is this a poem you composed in advance?"
After hearing Hou Junji's words, he suddenly Became quiet.
Before Wang Jian could say anything, Cheng Yaojin shouted loudly: "Bah, if Hou Junji is capable, you can also compose a poem. I'll give you five days...not a year." How? ”
“It’s true that if you don’t have talent and inspiration, you will never be able to come up with it.”
“Hou Shangshu’s words are somewhat inappropriate.” < /p>
The courtiers murmured one after another, and they were all on Wang Jian's side.
Times have changed now, and Wang Jian is no longer the little rookie who is allowed to be slaughtered.
Moreover, two idiots, Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong, who often spoke for him, were also present. Who would dare to join Hou Junji and become such a spoiler?
Hou Junji's face turned dark when he heard voices questioning, mocking and mocking him.
These bastards!
Hou Junji clenched his fists tightly.Then he said: "It is said that Mr. Wang has an unparalleled poetic sentiment and is called the Immortal of Poetry by the people. Today is a happy day. Do you dare to write another poem?"
He did not dare to face it head-on. To answer the questions of Cheng Yaojin and others, they could only continue to encourage Wang Jian to write poems.
After hearing Hou Junji’s shameless words, it was Yuchigong’s turn to stand up.
"Little monkey, it is not easy to write a masterpiece every day. Do you think good poems and good lyrics are like bracken on the street?"
"If good poems are so It’s easy to make, why don’t you come to make it?”
Because of his surname, Hou Junji was often called Little Monkey by Yu Chigong.
"Heitantou, you..."
Hou Junji pointed at Yu Chigong and was speechless in anger.
There are so many people here, so Ran Ran doesn’t give him face.
"Old guy, don't let me find a chance, otherwise you will regret it!"
Hou Junji gritted his teeth and said angrily in his heart.
The generals are not monolithic, they are divided into various camps.
Such as group camps in different regions, camps of different forces, support for different prince formations, etc.
Just when the atmosphere became tense, Changsun Wuji, an old silver coin, stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Two generals, today is the day when His Majesty entertains us all. We should have a good meal and thank His Majesty for your kindness."
Then he changed the subject.
"But what Hou Shangshu said is right. They say good things come in pairs, and Duke Wang is a world-famous poet."
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"Why don't you write another poem, so that the governors who are away all year round can also see it."
After listening to Changsun Wuji's words, all the governors responded one after another. .
"What Mr. Changsun said is that I would like to ask Mr. Wang County Duke to write another poem for us to pay our respects."
"Although I am far away in Lingnan, Wang County The name of the county's poet is like thunder. "
"It is a great blessing in my life to see Mr. Wang writing poems on the spot! "
Most of these governors are like Wang. There is no grudge against the scissors.
Most of what they say is true.
Especially at the poetry meeting in early March, Wang Jian composed several famous poems that have been handed down from generation to generation. His Majesty had these poems copied and sent to various governors for viewing.
These officials who are far away from home have indeed admired Wang Jian for a long time.
Hearing everyone's cries, Changsun Wuji's lips curled up into a sneer.
He was much smarter than Hou Junji. He would not directly fire on Wang Jian, but mobilized many governors to 'put pressure' on Wang Jian.
In this case, His Majesty will not blameto him.
Wang Jian smiled and said: "It's okay to write a poem on the spot, but there is no addition, and the poem is not interesting."
Hou Junji frowned He frowned and asked, "Mr. Wang, what do you want to add to your head?"
He also had a bad feeling in his heart.
Because people who bet with Wang Jian before basically lost more and won less.
Well... I have never won.
Wang Jian smiled, raised his voice and said, "Well, I'm composing a poem on the spot. If the ministers think it's good, how about letting Hou Shangshu dance it in front of everyone?"
What!
Let Hou Junji, a killer, dance?
What is the difference between this and forcing Zhang Fei to embroider?
Hou Junji frowned and said, "Master Wang, I will not agree to this request."
Let him dance in front of the civil and military officials of the court and all the royal family members , just as embarrassing as letting him poop in public.
Wang Jian also has a way to cure him.
I saw Wang Jian spreading his hands, shaking his head and saying: "Everyone, if Hou Shangshu doesn't want to, then I won't compose poems."
"I won't add anything, just compose a few poems." I have no inspiration."
Seeing that Wang Jian was about to sit down and stop composing poems, a group of governors became anxious.
They all gave words to persuade Hou Junji.
"Hou Shangshu, please agree to Duke Wang's request!"
"Prince Wang even wrote two poems and agreed to it. He only asked you to dance a song. This is Why is it so difficult?"
"At most, just go up and twist it a few times. You're not even willing to twist it, are you?"
"You're still encouraging Mr. Wang? When you write poetry, you don’t like it when others ask for it.”
“How can you be like this?”
“...”
Face it. Everyone criticized, and Hou Junji's face was as black as charcoal fire.
What a bunch of bastards who just sit and talk without pain. They talk so enthusiastically, but I don’t see you dancing.
Li Shimin, who was watching the show, finally said: "Hou Junji, don't worry, show me your invincible momentum on the battlefield!"
This... < /p>
If it were other words, Hou Junji wouldn't care.
But now that His Majesty has spoken out, how can he refuse?
Wei Zheng and all the admonishing ministers were all staring at him eagerly.
"Huh~"
Hou Junji took a long breath and said angrily: "I obey your order!"
Seeing Hou Junji agree, he agreed. , everyone was gloating.
A sneer appeared on Wang Jian's lips again.
"Haha, play doubleStandard? I'm very familiar with this trick! ”
As long as you have no morals, you will not be kidnapped by the villain’s morality.