"The Yin people are great talents, and the names of 'Bian (Gong), Li (Panlong), Yin (Shidan), and Xu (Bangcai)' are well-deserved."
"Let me just say, this is Bian, Li, Yin, Xu."
After reading Yin Shidan's second poem "Ode to Chopsticks", many people felt this way.
Yin Shidan was quite famous in the poetry circle during the Jiajing period. There is a saying in the current poetry circle that "Bian (Gong), Li (Panlong), Yin (Shidan), Xu (Bangcai)" means Bian Gong, Li (Panlong),
Panlong, Yin Shidan, and Xu Bangcai were the four outstanding figures in the poetry world at this time, just like the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and King Luo Bin, who were called "Wang Yang Lu Luo" by people at that time.
Especially Yin Shidan's humorous version of the first song "Ode to the Chopsticks", which makes the second song "The Ode to the Chops" even more majestic.
Makes the impression even more impressive.
It seems that Yin Shidan knows the way of doing this. He has a delicate heart hidden under his bold and unruly appearance.
Sure enough, anyone who left his name in history should not be underestimated. Zhu Pingan reminded himself again in his heart.
After Yin Shidan, several more people came forward to express their opinions. The quality of their poems was also good, but compared with Yin Shidan's second poem "Yong Zhui", there is still a clear gap in terms of conception and wording.
The poem will gradually turn from high to low, until another masterpiece appears:
"Bamboo Chops"
Born to be proud and strong, devoted to good conduct.
After being chopped with swords and axes several times, he would rather break than bend.
This is a poem by Zhang Juzheng.
After several people composed poems of average quality in succession, Zhang Juzheng, urged by several people around him, got up and stepped forward to compose the poem "Yin of Bamboo Chops".
Zhang Juzheng's poem was written in running script, which is between regular script and running cursive script. It has a strong calligraphic foundation. The words are connected by blood, the muscles and bones are strong, the wind is flowing, the posture is graceful, the pen is smooth and the ink is smooth. Throughout the poem,
Like clouds and flowing water, full of confidence and courage.
In terms of calligraphy, Zhang Juzheng's calligraphy is a step higher than Yin Shidan's. The poems written by the two are not far apart, and the contrast in calligraphy is slightly obvious.
"Good poem, good calligraphy!"
"Uncle's handwriting is simply amazing. It flows smoothly and is done in one go. It can be seen that Uncle's writing power is profound and he has the style of a great master."
"Born with a proud and strong mind, dedicated to good conduct. After being chopped by a knife and axe, I would rather bend my body than bend. This song "Bamboo Chopsticks" by Uncle Da can be called the solar terms monument of bamboo chopsticks. Bamboo chopsticks are produced from bamboo. Bamboo has festivals and seasons.
The proud bones are strong, and they would rather be broken than bent. This integrity and proud bones are dissolved in the blood. Even after they are chopped by knives and axes and made into chopsticks, they are still upright in their bones. They would rather be broken than bent. A good poem. It is really a rare and good poem."
"The poem only has twenty characters, but the images are full and vivid. The chopsticks are used to describe people. The vivid images penetrate three parts of the wood. The poem "Bamboo Chopsticks" can be called the "Lime Song" of chopsticks. One is upright and the other is innocent. They complement each other."
"Shu Da's calligraphy ranks among the best today, and Shu Da's poetry is also a rare masterpiece today."
"The person is upright, the chopsticks are upright, haha, the poem is just like the person he is."
Zhang Juzheng was very popular. After he wrote the poem, many people applauded and praised him, and he received constant praise.
Although Gao Gong did not comment, he still had a smile of approval on his face.
Zhu Ping'an also clapped along with the crowd and praised Zhang Juzheng's "Yin of Bamboo Chops". He was indeed Zhang Juzheng. Although it was a bit exaggerated for people to compare Zhang Juzheng's "Yin of Bamboo Chops" to Yu Qian's "Yin of Lime".
, but Zhang Juzheng's "Bamboo Chopstick Song" is definitely a rare masterpiece.
"My lords, you have received a great reward. I am ashamed and unworthy of it."
Amidst the praise from everyone, Zhang Juzheng returned to his seat, bowed to everyone humbly, and said softly.
"Good is good, uncle is being too modest."
"Shu Da's handwriting and this poem are completely worthy of it."
Zhang Juzheng's modesty made everyone more fond of him, and they all smiled and praised him.
The poetry meeting continued, and after Zhang Juzheng, two more people came forward to compose poems. Compared with Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng, the quality of the poems was obviously much ordinary.
King Yu sat on the main seat, dressed luxuriously, with a smile on his face, watching everyone's performance, commenting on everyone's poems, regardless of their quality, and praising them without hesitation.
For King Yu, the better everyone performed, the happier he was. As for today's performance and the quality of the poems, King Yu was quite satisfied, especially the poems of Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng. In King Yu's opinion,
, one of the best today. If nothing else happens, the two imperial gift inkstones are the two of them.
Next, things developed in line with what King Yu had said, and several more people came forward to compose poems. The quality of the poems was acceptable, but they could not compare with Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng.
By this time, almost everyone had come forward to compose poems, except for a few people.
Sitting upright in his seat, he had no intention of taking action. He felt that among those who had written poems, except for Zhang Juzheng and the unreliable Yin Shidan, no one else was worthy of letting him take action.
Gao Gong was notoriously bad-tempered in Prince Yu's palace. He had always been conceited and domineering. Everyone was a little afraid of him. Seeing that he had no intention of writing poetry, everyone understood his interest and no one made trouble for Gao Gong to compose poetry.
However, Zhu Pingan is different.
Until now, Zhu Ping'an has not taken the initiative to compose poems. Instead, he sat there and ate happily. Many interested people saw it, especially Wang Yaozu who was eating all the time.
While staring at Zhu Pingan and seeing that Zhu Pingan was full after eating, he felt that the time was almost up, so he couldn't sit still.
"Master Xiao Zhu, after having conceived it for so long, isn't it time for us to see and read this masterpiece?" Wang Yaozu squinted his eyes and looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile and said loudly.
Wang Yaozu's voice was very loud, especially when he said that it had been a long time coming, and he deliberately emphasized his tone. At this moment, no one came forward to write a poem, so Wang Yaozui's specially emphasized tone immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Yes, Mr. Zhu, we should all appreciate the masterpiece. You have been thinking about it for so long, so it's time for us to read it."
"that is."
Several people followed closely and echoed.
As for how long it took you to conceive?
Wang Yaozu and the others were laughing in their hearts. They had been paying attention just now. Zhu Ping'an had no ideas and was busy eating.
They deliberately emphasized that Zhu Pingan had conceived it for so long and had good intentions, just to make Zhu Pingan even more disgraced when he failed to produce a masterpiece.
After conceiving it for so long, you still composed the poem like this?!
"Master Xiao Zhu is a talented person and has been imagining it for so long. It will definitely be a masterpiece. We can't wait to read it."
"I've heard Master Zhu's name for a long time, and he will not disappoint us."
Wang Yaozu and others urged him again and again.
"Well, Ping'an is not good at poetry, I'm afraid you might make all of you laugh." Zhu Ping'an stood up and shook his head modestly.
"Master Zhu is so humble."
"Master Zhu is so humble, but he looks down on us?"
Wang Yaozu and others pursued him relentlessly.
"How could it be so? If that's the case, then Ping An would be embarrassed." Zhu Ping An bowed his head and then walked towards the screen under the gaze of everyone.
When Zhu Pingan held the brush, everyone's eyes were like spotlights, focusing on Zhu Pingan.
After picking up the brush, Zhu Ping'an thought for a moment, then dipped it in ink and landed on the screen with a carefree hand. Using the brush like a dragon, he wrote the title "Yong of Chopsticks" eloquently.
"Hey, this word! It's as powerful as a frightening dragon, floating like floating clouds, iron painted with silver hooks, unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Master Zhu's handwriting has reached such an extent?! It's really unbelievable!"
"Good words!"
"I just thought that Uncle Shu's calligraphy was the best today, unparalleled, but I didn't expect that Master Zhu's calligraphy was even better."
Everyone was amazed.
People who originally looked down upon Zhu Pingan could not help but look at him seriously now.
After seeing the word "Yong Zhi" written by Zhu Pingan, Wang Yaozu's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart suddenly went to his throat.
How could Zhu Pingan's calligraphy be so good?! This kind of calligraphy can already be described by everyone. In the Ming Dynasty, the calligraphy of Zhu Pingan could only surpass Zhu Pingan's, probably not more than ten people!
Didn't you just shoot yourself in the foot?
Wang Yaozu's face turned pale, and his palms began to sweat nervously.