"Looking at a pair of Xiangjiang jades side by side, the two concubines are stained with tears."
The first half of Zhu Ping'an's poems was unanimously considered by everyone to be full of talent, mediocre and without any highlights. It was the most disappointing work of this poetry conference, bar none.
Wang Yaozu and other people who had criticized Zhu Ping'an burst into laughter without concealment, and their laughter almost knocked over the roof of the pergola.
Amid the roars of laughter and meaningful glances from the crowd, Zhu Pingan remained as calm as ever. He calmly dipped his hands in ink, turned around calmly, and calmly placed the tip of his pen on the rice paper on the screen. He moved the pen calmly like a dragon.
In an instant, a line of poetry jumped out of the paper like a dragon emerging from the sea:
Four hundred years of Han Dynasty
After finishing writing, before everyone could read it, Zhu Pingan turned around again and dipped his pen in ink. His pen moved like flying. In an instant, the last line of the poem leaped across the paper: "It's all in Liuhou's chopsticks."
At this point, a complete poem is available to everyone:
"Ode to Chopsticks" A pair of Xiangjiang jades are looked at side by side, and the two concubines are stained with tears; the Han family has been in the world for four hundred years, and it is all in the same chopsticks as Liuhou.
After Zhu Ping'an finished writing the last word, the laughter in the pergola stopped suddenly, as if someone had strangled the throat. Wang Yaozu and others who laughed the loudest choked and coughed due to the sudden interruption of laughter.
In an instant, the banquet went from roaring laughter to silence.
Wang Yaozu looked at Zhu Ping'an's poems, dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
"A piece of clumsy work that made you all laugh.
"The Han family has conquered the world for four hundred years, all in one chopstick of Liu Hou! Good! The atmosphere is magnificent and the finishing touch. In silence, strategizing to secure the world, I am not as good as me." Yin Shidan, who was sitting opposite, was the first to give high-fives.
He repeated the second half of Zhu Pingan's poem and was full of praise.
Gao Gong turned his gaze to Zhu Pingan again and nodded slightly.
"Master Zhu is a good poet." Zhang Juzheng looked at Zhu Pingan and praised, seemingly not surprised at all by the amazing turn of Zhu Pingan's poems.
"good!"
King Yu, who was sitting high on the throne, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help shouting, "Hello, the Han family has conquered the world for four hundred years, and it's all in a chopstick of Liu Hou. If you were Zhang Liang, wouldn't you be Liu Bang? Zhu Ping'an"
This line of poetry simply touched the heart of King Yu. If he asked who wrote the best poem today, King Yu might hesitate for a moment, but if he said whose poem he liked the most, it would be Zhu Ping'an.
Chen Yiqin, who was standing next to Zhu Pingan, looked surprised and turned his attention to Zhu Pingan again. He looked directly at Zhu Pingan for the first time today.
"good!"
After a long time, Chen Yiqin shouted "Hello" loudly, with a look of unexpected joy. He, Chen Yiqin, would naturally welcome Zhu Ping'an like this.
"A good poem. The four hundred years of the Han Dynasty are all contained in Liuhou's chopsticks. Master Zhu's sentence really turns decay into magic."
"Well, not bad, he is indeed the number one scholar."
Several people at the banquet also praised Zhu Ping'an's "Yong of Chopsticks".
As for Wang Yaozu and others, their faces were ashen, and their enterprising hearts fell straight to the bottom of the abyss, as if they were tied to a stone.
how so?!
This turning point is too unexpected. Isn't it wrong to be as mediocre as the first two lines? Why did such a breathtaking two lines of poetry suddenly appear?
The last two sentences suddenly revived the whole poem. Now no one dares to say that the first two sentences of Zhu Ping'an's poem are mediocre. Without the foil of the first two sentences, how could the last two sentences be so breathtaking.
Moreover, the entry point of this scheming bitch Zhu Pingan is too scheming!
Zhu Ping'an's two poems involve Zhang Liang and Liu Bang, two famous people in history. Liu Hou refers to Zhang Liang, and the world of the Han family is naturally Liu Bang's. Liu Bang once said: "The husband is planning the strategy.
, To win a decisive victory thousands of miles away, I am not as good as Zifang." The Zifang here is Zhang Liang, and "chi" is the piece of bamboo used by ancient people to count, and strategizing refers to strategy and planning. When Zhang Liang helped Liu Bang conquer the world, he often
Use "chopsticks" as "chips" to count, arrange troops, calculate food and grass, and control the world. Zhang Liang's allusion happens to be related to chopsticks, and Zhu Pingan used it skillfully. The reason why Liu Bang was able to create a four-hundred-year history
The Han Dynasty was inseparable from Zhang Liang's strategizing. Zhu Pingan's sentence "Everything can be done in a chopstick" vividly expresses Zhang Liang's role. Zhu Pingan used Zhang Liang as a metaphor for himself and Liu Bang as a metaphor for King Yu. If you are King Yu,
Tell me whether you like it or not.
Finally, these two lines of Zhu Ping'an's poem are also a response to Wang Yaozu and others who ridiculed Zhu Ping'an at the beginning of the banquet. Because of his pair of chopsticks, Zhu Ping'an was moved to serve as a lecturer in Prince Yu's Mansion. Haha, you look down on a pair of chopsticks, right?! "The Han family has been in the world for four hundred years."
, it’s all in the space of a chopstick”! So, do you still look down on it?!
These two lines of poetry were like a loud slap in the face, whistling on the faces of Wang Yaozu and others.
That's why Wang Yaozu and others looked so gray.
However, although Wang Yaozu and others admit in their hearts that Zhu Ping'an's poem is well written, they will not admit it on the surface. If I did, wouldn't I be slapped in the face?
"He is really arrogant, has no hair on his lips, and is not reliable in his work. At such a young age, he prides himself on being Zhang Liang..."
"That's right. If you don't learn from Zhang Liang, you will become Zhao Kuo."
"Overconfidence is arrogance, and talking on paper is not the best."
"Young men don't know the feeling of sorrow, so they forcefully talk about sorrow in order to compose new words..."
Wang Yaozu and others did not speak loudly, but despite the large number of people, they soon began to criticize Zhu Ping'an and ridicule Zhu Ping'an for speaking big words.
Zhu Pingan put down his brush at this time and had not yet returned to his seat. After hearing everyone's criticism, he turned around, smiled slightly, and cupped his hands towards Wang Yaozu, "Master Wang said that I have no hair on my lips and can't do my job well. Haha, I am the same age as His Highness Prince Yu.
Similarly, aren't the words of Lord Wang also mocking His Highness?"
Upon hearing this, King Yu turned his attention to Wang Yaozu.
Wang Yaozu broke out in a cold sweat and quickly stood up to retort, "Nonsense, when did I ridicule His Highness? Mr. Zhu, please don't spit on others."
"Haha... Isn't it Mr. Wang who just said that you can't do things well if you don't have hair on your lips?" Zhu Pingan raised the corners of his lips slightly.
"I'm talking about Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu boasts that he is Zhang Liang at a young age... He is always at his own peril, but modesty benefits from it. It is better for the young man to be more modest." Wang Yaozu narrowed his eyes and said in the tone of an experienced person.
"Haha, in the final analysis, doesn't Mr. Wang still mean that young people are unreliable?" Zhu Pingan smiled and shook his head.
"That's what you said." Wang Yaozu replied with a smile.
"What's wrong with being young? Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth. In ancient times, there was Gan Luo who went to Zhao as an envoy and became a minister at the age of twelve; Huo Qubing went to attack the Huns at the age of seventeen and made great achievements in battle..." Zhu Ping'an shook his head.
"Strong words make sense."
The corner of Wang Yaozu's mouth turned into a sarcastic arc.
"Gan Luo came to the Qing Dynasty at the age of twelve and was beheaded at the age of thirteen... Haha..."
"You are young, but older may not be better..."
After Wang Yaozu, several more people shook their heads and chuckled.
Listening to the ridicule of Wang Yaozu and others, Zhu Ping'an raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time, but with a look of indignation on his face, he arched his hands towards the crowd, picked up the brush again, and held the inkstone in his other hand.
Turn around and dip your brush into ink, then dip your brush into ink. The brush moves like flying, continuously, line after line, sentence after sentence...
He flew up quickly and finished writing quickly. After finishing writing, he put down his pen and inkstone, turned around and bowed his hands to King Yu and everyone on the throne again, "I have something to say in my heart, and I won't express it quickly. It cost Your Highness a piece of paper."
Excellent paper, making all of you laugh."
After speaking, Zhu Ping'an turned around and returned to his seat, leaving only the wet ink on the screen:
"Young Mingzhi"
A young man who is wise will make a great Ming Dynasty; a young man who is rich will make a great Ming Dynasty rich; a young man who is strong will make a great Ming Dynasty strong; a young man who is mighty will make a great Ming Dynasty mighty; a young man who is mighty will make a great Ming Dynasty; if a young man makes progress, then a great Ming Dynasty will progress; if a young man is better than the world, then the great Ming Dynasty will prosper in the world; if a young man is strong, then the Ming Dynasty will flourish in the world; if a young man is strong, the Ming Dynasty will flourish.
In the universe, the great Ming Dynasty is in the universe. The red sun rises at the beginning, and its path is bright. The river flows out of the river, and the vast ocean flows. The dragon dives into the abyss, its scales and claws fly. The tiger roars in the valley, and all the beasts are frightened. The eagle and falcon test its wings, and the wind and dust spread.
.The first birth of a strange flower, the emperor. The cadres are hairy and have their own awns. The sky is blue, and the earth is yellow. Even though there are thousands of years, there are eight wastelands. The future is like the sea, and the days to come are long. How beautiful. I am a young man in the Ming Dynasty, and I will never grow old like the sky.
! How magnificent I am, a young man from the Ming Dynasty, who has no borders with my country!
"Hiss..."
"ah……"
"this……"
Before Zhu Pingan returned to his seat, a burst of exclamations rang out at the banquet.
As soon as "The Young Ming Dynasty" came out, the whole room was shocked!
Wang Yaozu and others were all dumbfounded.
Not only them, everyone present was shocked. For a moment, there was no other sound except for the sounds of exclamation and exclamation in the entire banquet.
Each one seems to be trapped in the words and cannot extricate themselves.
After seeing "The Young Ming Dynasty", King Yu couldn't help but left the table in a gaffe, feeling very excited.