Chapter 169 The proposition has become a sub-question
The ultimate version of "Quiet Night Thoughts" is out!
Zhu Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hands to Meng Chong and said, "Please help me prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"Haha, you're just pretending... Shixian's classics can be changed at will? Are you prepared with pen, ink, paper and inkstone?! You are overestimating your abilities and struggling to death..."
Hearing this, the Jin Yiwei in the red flying fish uniform sneered at Zhu Pingan, and did not lower his voice very much. His voice was as harsh and unpleasant as a jackal. Hehe, you Zhu Pingan are just a fat pig on the chopping block. There will never be a chance to turn around. I still care about you.
What.
"Hey, look at the Za family's memory. It really deserves a beating. If Mr. Xiao Zhu hadn't reminded him, the Za family would have almost forgotten about pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Come on, you guys should prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones for Mr. Xiao Zhu."
Meng Chong said as he stretched out his hand to hit himself, and ordered the little eunuch who followed him to give Zhu Ping'an pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
The pens, inks, paper and inkstones had just been laid out, when Zhu Ping'an picked up the brush, dipped it in ink and put it on the rice paper.
"well……"
When Meng Chong saw Zhu Ping'an writing without thinking, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise. He must have written too hastily.
Zhu Pingan raised his head and looked at Meng Chong.
"Master Xiao Zhu, don't you think about it before writing?" Meng Chong couldn't help but remind Zhu Ping'an.
The red flying fish-suited Jin Yiwei on the side smiled, Zhu Ping'an was going to give up on himself and give up treatment!
"Didn't Eunuch Meng say that His Majesty is still waiting for his return? His Majesty's time is precious, and Ping An would not dare to keep His Majesty waiting for so long."
Zhu Pingan smiled slightly and replied softly.
After speaking, Zhu Pingan directly put pen to paper on the rice paper, ignoring Meng Chong and others who were in a daze, and started writing quickly.
Except for dipping in ink a few times in the middle, Zhu Pingan's brush never stopped.
"If you do evil by God, you can still forgive it; if you do it by yourself, you will not live. Eunuch Meng, he wants to die. What are you going to do to stop him? You can't stop him..." The guard in red flying fish uniform came to Meng Chong's side.
, mocking Zhu Pingan in a hoarse voice.
However, before he could finish his satirical remarks about Zhu Pingan, Zhu Pingan in the cell had already finished writing.
"I would like to ask Eunuch Meng to submit it to Your Majesty." Zhu Ping'an stopped writing and bowed his hand to Meng Chong, interrupting the sarcasm of the guard in the red flying fish uniform.
ha?!
Is this all done?!
Meng Chong was stunned and couldn't react for a moment. Although he saw what Zhu Pingan wrote with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't accept this fact.
How long has it been? Not to mention it’s time for a cup of tea. The tea hasn’t been poured yet, right?
Meng Chong subconsciously glanced at the sandalwood that was used to measure the time, and found that the sandalwood had only just been lit.
The guard in the red flying fish uniform was also stunned. Damn it, you finished a poem before I even finished speaking?! But he soon recovered from his shock, pulled down the corner of his mouth and sneered.
He got up and said, "Humph, you have done something hastily and given up on yourself. Can you read the poem you wrote so quickly? If you submit it, won't it stain the eyes of the Holy One?!"
In fact, it was not just the Jin Yiwei in the red flying fish uniform who thought so, almost everyone present thought so as well, as long as they were literate.
"Silent Night Thoughts" is a classic poem by the poet Li Bai. Zhu Pingan revised it so quickly. You can imagine the quality.
Including Meng Chong himself almost thinks the same way.
Although Zhu Ping'an is known as the youngest number one scholar in the Ming Dynasty, and his works such as "Sheng Prelude" and "Qing Ci" are also praised by the emperor, what he needs to revise now is the masterpiece "Silent Night" by the poet Li Bai, and Zhu Ping'an has finished it so quickly.
?!
Can the writing be good?!
Meng Chong looked suspiciously at "Silent Night Thoughts" written by Zhu Pingan, without any expectations in his heart.
""Quiet Night Thoughts""
Three words caught Meng Chong's eyes. Well, if nothing else, the writing was quite good. The dragons and phoenixes danced and spread through the back of the paper. The Number One Scholar was really a good calligrapher.
Looking further down, the first line of poetry jumped out in Meng Chong's eyes: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground."
Hey, this sentence has been changed by Zhuangyuanlang. Meng Chong remembers it very clearly. The original sentence is "Looking at the bright moon in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground."
Meng Chong also has a solid foundation. Although he cannot compare with his background in a major, he still has a certain degree of appreciation.
After Zhuangyuanlang changed this sentence, it became more catchy than the original. There was a verb in the original "Looking at the moonlight in front of the bed", which made the tone pause unconsciously when reading it, which was a bit sluggish. However, Zhuangyuanlang changed it to "bed"
After reading "Moonlight", it becomes much more catchy and catchy. No matter how deep it is, Meng Chong probably still has some deeper things, but because of his limited literary skills, he can't see it, but it is an indisputable fact that it is catchy.
It seems like it has really been changed?!
After reading the first two sentences, Meng Chong involuntarily raised his head and glanced at Zhu Pingan, wanting to see if Zhu Pingan had grown an extra head. In such a short period of time, he could really modify Shixian's poems?!
Just one head!
How did you do it?!
Meng Chong withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and looked down: "Look up at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown."
Um?
This sentence has also changed.
The original work was "Look up at the mountain and the moon, lower your head and think about your hometown.", Zhuangyuan Lang revised it to "Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and think about your hometown." It also reads more smoothly. Meng Chong also came to Beijing from other places, and every time when the moon is full
Meng Chong thought about it a bit and found that "raising his head" seemed more relaxed, while "raising his head" seemed more helpless and heavy. It seemed that "raising his head" could express his homesickness better than "raising his head". "Mountain"
"Moon" was changed to "Mingyue", which made it more catchy to read. The deeper reason was something Meng Chong couldn't understand.
However, it is an indisputable fact that such a change in the whole poem will make it more catchy and more conducive to recitation.
As for the artistic conception, I feel that Zhuangyuanlang's is more beautiful and vivid. Of course, this may also be because my literary skills are not deep.
However, if you let yourself choose, it seems that the version modified by Zhuang Yuanlang is better than the original.
It seems like the champion has really done it?!
I originally thought that this was a free question, but I never expected that for the number one scholar, it was a free question.
"Master Xiao Zhu deserves to be the top scholar. This song "Silent Night Thoughts" has been changed by Master Xiao Zhu, and it seems to be better than the original work." Meng Chong held up the rice paper with both hands and said to Zhu Ping'an with a smile.
"What?! Better?" The guard in the red flying fish uniform was stunned when he heard this. Eunuch Meng was just joking. The poem that Zhu Pingan revised without thinking could be better than the original work by the poet Li Bai.
?!
Jin Yiwei in the red flying fish uniform came forward in disbelief and took a look at Zhu Ping'an's revision of "Quiet Night Thoughts".
Well
It seems, it seems... it seems... it seems... it seems...
The red flying fish uniform Jin Yiwei was silent.
"Ping An is just trying to catch a duck to the shelves. If you are lucky enough to be as good as a poet, it is just because Ping An stands on the shoulders of giants." Zhu Pingan said modestly, cupping his hands.
"Standing on the shoulders of giants... The words that the champion said casually are all amazing. It's too difficult to be humble, haha..." Meng Chong said with a smile, and then carefully folded the rice paper
I put it away, thinking to myself, this sentence is quite interesting, and I can tell it to the Holy One when the time comes.