The painted boat in the lake remained stable despite the torrential rain. After all, this was a world in a painting. Under Xia Gui's control, the originally gentle literary style was unlikely to have a negative impact.
The literary spirit has declined. Not only did Su Wen gain abundant literary spirit from this long poem, but everyone in the surrounding painted boats also received a share of literary spirit.
The most excited one among them is Xia Gui.
This painting was the key to his promotion to the Sixth Sequence of Painters. After being immersed in Su Wen's literary style, it basically met the basic conditions for promotion to the Lesser Saint.
There is only a thin layer of paper between us and the completion of the final promotion ceremony.
"Good words! Really good words!"
Yan Jiu'an put his hand on his chest, looked excited, and said with emotion: "Such a poem is not something I can write... It's not just a temporary pen, even if it takes me three to five years, I still can't do it."
He was convinced.
"Master Yan is really over the top."
Su Wen looked modest: "Such a state is not comparable to that of younger generations. I just heard from my husband that when he left Daliang City on a bleak afternoon, he felt desolate and extremely unforgettable. Looking at Master Yan's lyrics, there was something
It’s really a fluke that I came out of this feeling.”
The artistic conception of Liu Yong's poems is miserable and lonely. Only those who have gone through many vicissitudes, experienced ups and downs in life, and have had enough of the beatings of society can write such words. If he had not said so, some people would have questioned the origin of his poem "Qi Shi".
But Su Wen was still too cautious.
When "Qi Shi" attracts a lot of literary power, it is equivalent to being certified by heaven. This is the first time a poem has appeared in this world, how can it be possible to doubt others?
"I see!"
Yan Jiuan and Xia Guili nodded repeatedly, feeling even more emotional and even slightly jealous.
Only then did they understand that in "Peach Blossom Collection", Qian Haoran obviously didn't have anything to do with him, but most of the poems and essays were written by Qian Haoran. Thinking about it now, it was Qian Haoran who told Su Wen that he had been frustrated and depressed for half his life.
Su Wen felt inspired by his ambition and wrote so many poems for this teacher.
For a moment, Yan Jiuan and Xia Gui both thought of something and were quite moved.
It's just that Yan Jiu'an himself is a master of poetry, and he also learned from Su Wen's poetry that Su Wen's accomplishments are not inferior to him. Naturally, it is not easy to mention some unreasonable demands rashly.
Xia Gui didn't think so much and asked directly: "Master Su... do you want to learn painting? Although I have little talent and little knowledge, I still have some insignificant achievements in painting. If you want to learn painting, just follow
I said……"
While Xia Gui was talking, he was beating his chest hard, and the fat on his belly was also swaying.
"this……"
“We’ll talk about it after we paint the walls of this flag pavilion.”
Yan Jiuan shook his head and said with a smile: "If Brother Su Xian wants to learn painting skills, would you still refuse him? What time is it tonight? This trivial matter is not worth mentioning."
"That's right..."
Xia Gui smiled.
Su Wen was also very excited.
He is also very interested in Xia Gui's skills.
Sun Yehou and Zhang Xiu were not too shocked. Su Wen's literary talents over the past year had already shocked them.
What makes the two of them find it incredible is that Yan Jiuan's title to Su Wen has been changed to "good brother", and Su Wen has been forcibly promoted. This means that Su Wen is no longer treated as a junior, but as a friend of the same generation.
Already.
"Hey...Xu Xuanbao and Lu Chen have something to say."
At this time, Xia Gui suddenly said: "Let's go and listen to what they have to say!"
Xia Gui waved his hand, and Su Wen felt his eyes light up. The environment under his feet changed unexpectedly, and the surrounding scene also suddenly changed.
He was also on a painting boat, but this painting boat was much larger than the boat he was on before, more than ten times. The decoration inside was also extremely luxurious, with large whale oil lamps that emitted ambergris burning, and the floor was
It was covered with thick silk and there were dozens of maids surrounding the two high-spirited men.
"Brother Yan." The older man first greeted Yan Jiu'an and nodded to Xia Gui. Then his eyes fell on Su Wen, his eyes were gentle, and he said with a smile: "This is brother Su Wen, right? He is young and has a formidable future.
!Brother Yan, from now on, the leader of the Liang Dynasty’s literary world will have to be replaced.”
"Hahaha... Our Liang Dynasty has a large number of natural talents, and Yan has never dared to claim to be the leader of the literary world. Su Wen's talent is far superior to mine. In the future, you will definitely have a headache when you compete with him for poems and lyrics. I am watching you.
Zaiyouzai, isn't it beautiful to see your jokes?" Yan Jiu'an easily resolved the other party's instigation and introduced: "This is Xu Xuanbao, the leader of Jingchu literary circles, and the person next to him is Lu Chen, Lu Dazong."
"Don't dare to take it seriously."
Xu Xuanbao saw that Yan Jiu'an praised him as the leader of the literary world, but he did not dare to accept this title.
Since ancient times, there has been no first-class literary talent. Even if he believed that his literary talent was unparalleled, he would not dare to say it on such an occasion.
Moreover, in this world, people only recognize extraordinary strength. They think that the more culture you accumulate, the higher the extraordinary level and the higher your talent.
If this is used as a standard, he will not even be ranked among the top ten, let alone a leader in the literary world. If this reputation spreads and makes those guys unhappy, he will suffer a lot.
"If we are flattering each other, just say less. I came here to discuss important matters with you."
Lu Chen spoke in a leisurely manner, but when he spoke, he seemed to be filled with magic, and everyone else subconsciously waited for him to finish speaking.
"That's right."
Xu Xuanbao nodded and said: "That's it... Lu Chen and I have studied these two poems by Su Wen carefully, especially the latter "Qi Shi", which can be said to be the first of new poems. The two of us are
You can’t even keep up with the flattering horses…”
"Two seniors, you are so humble."
Su Wen quickly said that he always felt that the two of them deliberately put a high hat on him, which was not a good thing.
Moreover, in Su Wen's opinion, "Qi Shi" is indeed an unprecedented Ci brand name, and the content of its words and sentences is also superior, but not many people think it is that good. Even its popularity is not as good as some short poems and short words.
This is of course what Su Wen thinks.
The reason why "Qi Shi" is not widely circulated in the world Su Wen is familiar with is also very simple.
This poem is too long, and the Song lyrics lost their singing score during the process of spreading, so I have to memorize such a long poem carefully.
But in Liu Yong's era, this poem had extraordinary meaning and was far more famous than the words handed down. It can even be described as the realm of Yangchun Baixue and Lower Riba people.
Compared with Liu Yong's other famous works handed down from generation to generation, this song "Qi Shi" is just a piece of music with a high and low tone. In the end, when Su Wen came into contact with it, he thought it was not a very good thing.
What Su Wen couldn't appreciate, in the eyes of Xu Xuanbao, Yan Jiu'an and Lu Chen, as well as the commentators in the surrounding paintings, they knew the real value.
"Hahaha, brother Su, do you think we are humble people? If we brothers had a song tonight that could beat your song "Qi Shi", we would not come to you at this time." Xu Xuanbao said with a smile: "
So we feel...it’s meaningless to compare with the flag pavilion’s painted walls. We admit defeat.”
"What?!"
Su Wen cried out.
Not only him, but also Yan Jiuan and Xia Gui were stunned.
The two poems Su Wen wrote before were just a matter of following the rules and winning the qualification to compete with Xu Xuanbao and Lu Chen.
The guests at the scene were just moved by Su Wen's two poems and were looking forward to Su Wen's next performance.
If they were told at this time that Xu Xuanbao and Lu Chen would admit defeat, how disappointed would these people be?
If this flag pavilion has a wall painted on it, then it will be destroyed.
Even if Yan Jiuan agrees, will the organizer Wanyun Tower agree?
"This cannot be done..."
Sure enough, a woman in plain clothes with charming facial features appeared beside her, frowning and said: "The wall painting in Qiting began in the time of Taizu, and there has never been a situation where the winner has been decided before the wall painting has started. You two can't do it."
I care about my own honor, but the hard work of Wanyun Tower and the Courtesan of the Three Kingdoms over the past few years has been wasted."
"What Ye Qiniang said is very true..."
Xia Gui thought for a moment and then agreed.
He has arranged this venue for Wanyun Tower, which has many benefits. More importantly, tonight's Flag Pavilion Wall Painting Conference is also one of his promotion ceremonies at Sequence Six. If Xu Xuanbao and Lu Chen give in early, then his promotion ceremony will be
, is it considered a success or a failure? This is something that is uncertain, and he does not want to take risks on this matter.
"What they see is just the excitement. The original intention of the flag pavilion painting is far away from the original intention. It doesn't matter what they do."
Lu Chen chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously.
But he paused and continued: "But we can't be the bad guys. Our poem battle has already decided the winner, but your oiran competition can continue, and it wouldn't be better without us taking over the host.
?”
"this……"
Ye Qiniang had a troubled expression on her face, and had many thoughts in her mind, unable to make up her mind.
"Ignorance..."
Xu Xuanbao laughed and cursed at this time: "Although the victory or defeat has been decided between the three of us, the poems we wrote before are still for the oiran's use, and without our constraints, the oiran can perform on his own. This is to help them!"
Hearing this, Ye Qiniang's eyes lit up.
"Yes, without our interference, the courtesans can each rely on their own abilities, and they deserve the title."
After Yan Jiuan recovered from the shock, he realized that the two of them surrendering in advance would be of great benefit not only to themselves, to Su Wen, and even to the entire Liang Dynasty.
Especially for the Liang Dynasty, there is no need to worry about providing additional resources to Guixu in the next two years. They can arrange resources calmly and gain breathing time.
And he can also recognize people with his keen eye, and he is willing to be a green leaf to accompany Su Wen, and gain a good reputation. Although Yan Jiuan's reputation in the past was not bad, who wouldn't want to have a better reputation?
As for Su Wen, he can gain both fame and fortune.
Yan Jiu'an believed in Su Wen's talent, but Xu Xuanbao and Lu Chen did not live up to their reputation after all. No one knew that the poems Su Wen would write later would be comparable to these two literary masters who had been carefully preparing for several years?
So Yan Jiuan naturally has no reason to object.
"After the oiran has won the final, how about the top three...ask little friend Su Wen to compose a poem or lyrics for them as a token of recognition and to prove their literary quality?"
Xu Xuanbao finally said with a smile.
This can be regarded as adding a little difficulty to Su Wen, but in Yan Jiuan's view, it is nothing compared with the so-called fighting poems.
"I, Daliang Chao, agreed!"
Before Su Wen could say anything, Yan Jiuan quickly agreed. He was very worried that Su Wen would refuse. You know, this is not just a matter of personal honor and disgrace. If Su Wen humbles himself and refuses the first place, the Liang Dynasty will have to do it.
It's a big price to pay.
"...Listen to Master Yan."
Su Wen had no choice but to agree, but he sighed in his heart: "Three poems...if they are even a little inferior, I'm afraid they will all be scolded to death, right?"