As soon as Shi Yue's words of praise came out, everyone present had extremely strange expressions.
Because everyone can see that Shi Yue's words of praise came from the bottom of his heart, and were heartfelt approval, not sarcastic irony.
Among them... there are university questions.
The great scholars put down their wine glasses, their eyes flashing with incomprehensible worry.
The talented people are quite disdainful in their hearts: How can such bullshit big characters be called good calligraphy? Then cockroaches and mice can just crawl on it, which is the best calligraphy among good calligraphy.
Kong Liren was also puzzled by Shi Yue's heartfelt praise, thinking that Brother Shi's handwriting was indeed not as good as mine!
Among all of them, Meng Chen's expression was undoubtedly the most complicated.
Meng Chen was planning that Shi Yue would ridicule him wildly after reading Kong Liren's words - after all, this guy was just a rude soldier and was not good at disguising his emotions.
But seeing Shi Yue's sincere admiration, he couldn't help but be surprised at first, then sullen, and after thinking about it, his face turned red with anger.
He stared straight at Shi Yue and asked aggressively: "Master Shi, tell me what's so good about this word, what's so beautiful about it? There are so many ancestors here who are watching, but I want to listen to Shi Yue."
Young Master carefully dismantled it and turned it over."
Shi Yue said with a straight look: "Young masters, can't you see such obvious benefits? The reason why I admire this calligraphy so much is because, just as Master Meng said just now, Brother Kong's words reveal his deep feelings.
A talent that knows the world has the secret to contain the universe."
"And in my opinion, in terms of artistic conception, this word has reached the pinnacle. In terms of taste, it also means that everyone is drunk and I am sober. It really has the style of a master."
I vomited!
I vomited, vomited!
All the talented people were completely disgusted by Shi Yue's flattering words, and the food and wine in their stomachs rushed to their throats, and they would spit out just a little bit.
Meng Chen's face showed an uncertain light, and he already knew in his heart that Shi Yue, a soldier, was playing tricks on him.
After understanding this truth, Meng Chen laughed angrily and said through gritted teeth: "Young Master Shi, although you talk about lotus flowers, you haven't really said what's so good about this painting? Humph... you
If you can't say it out loud, I and you other talented people will have no choice but to regard what you just said as stinking farts."
Shi Yue laughed loudly, pointed at the words, and said to everyone: "Does everyone only have the seven characters 'firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea' in their eyes? Don't you see that this is actually a poem with profound meaning?"
?It’s just that the first three lines of the poem were hidden by Mr. Kong..."
He turned to Kong Liren and said, "Master Kong, am I right?"
Although Kong Liren didn't know what Shi Yuedao wanted to do, he would not turn away his "good intentions" and quickly replied with a smile: "Brother Shi knows me very well and understands the meaning of my words."
Meng Chen's gloomy face turned pale and he asked: "What kind of poem is it?"
"This is what Brother Kong blurted out while chatting with me."
Shi Yue smiled and chanted: "
Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and wine,
Everything in those days was inseparable from it;
But now everything has changed,
Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.”
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look startled and frowned in deep thought, especially those great scholars who were more spiritually aware and had a superb and exquisite light in their eyes.
Old man Geng stood up, picked up the brush, and completed the first three sentences on the rice paper. After observing it for a long time, he said sadly: "What a poem! What a poem."
Meng Chen was puzzled, frowned, and hummed with a cold face: "What's the good thing? I and other talented people don't know!"
Shi Yue laughed loudly, pointed at Meng Chen's nose, and said with a smile: "Mr. Meng is not diligent in all aspects of his body and does not distinguish between grains. Of course, he cannot appreciate the meaning."
He picked up a glass of wine and said to Meng Chen, "May I ask Mr. Meng, what is this wine made from?"
"This..." Meng Chen thought for a while and then hummed: "I don't know."
Shi Yue shook his head and said with a smile: "This wine is made from rice."
Shi Yue pointed to the rice paper again and said to Meng Chen, "May I ask Mr. Meng, what is this rice paper made of?"
Meng Chen's face was flushed, his eyes were like eagles, he stared at Shi Yue's face, and said word by word: "I...I don't know."
Shi Yue smiled and said: "Rice paper is made of wood, that is, firewood."
"You see, Mr. Meng, when we restore wine, painting, and tea to their essence, we will find that these sentimental things have taken off their artistic clothes, and what is exposed is nothing more than ordinary, rice,
Firewood, flowers.”
"And when these rice, firewood, and flowers are put on those clothes, they are disguised as things that you talented people like. What's ridiculous is that you are still complacent and kept in the dark."
When Shi Yue said this, he looked directly into Meng Chen's eyes, amplified his voice, and spoke sharply: "But Brother Kong Liren has real talent and knowledge in his belly, and he can penetrate the skin on the surface and peek into the inner world.
Texture. You can see through the music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and wine. Although they are brilliant and boundless, they are just passing clouds. Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, although ordinary, are just the way to return to nature."
Meng Chen's face turned red and white for a while, and Wu was stunned by Shi Yue's long speech, and his mind was in chaos.
For a moment, I couldn't react.
All the talented people also felt that Shi Yue's words were very reasonable. They frowned, concentrated, and thought carefully.
Shi Yue did not give Meng Chen time to react, and stared fearlessly into his eyes, asking: "I dare to ask Mr. Meng, can such a great talent with depth, artistic conception, and good insight into the subtleties be called a wise man?"
Does a talented person with knowledge of the world have the secret to hide the universe?"
Even though Meng Chen was confused, he could tell that what Shi Yue said seemed to make sense, but he still instinctively wanted to deny Shi Yue's evaluation of Kong Liren.
However, before Meng Chen could say anything...
But old man Geng jumped out limping and said to everyone: "It's worthy of being praised, it's worthy of being called worthy! After listening to Mr. Shi's in-depth analysis, I realized that Mr. Kong was a truly talented man with noble conduct, elegance and wisdom.
ah."
Old Man Geng's words set the tone for Shi Yue's long speech just now. No matter how confused, shameless or bold Meng Chen was, he would not dare to refute what Old Man Geng said!
Kong Liren's face also turned red, and he was as happy as falling into a dream: How come Brother Shi's words made me recognized as a great talent by Old Man Geng?
It’s so strange!
Meng Chen felt even more sad. His mind was dazed for a while, and then he woke up and thought to himself: That's not right! Just now, they were clearly arguing about how ugly Kong Liren's handwriting was. Why, in just a moment, was Shi Yue
Is this guy going to focus on his xinxing?
Shi Yue, this soldier, is really not a good person!
Meng Chen was so angry that he pointed at the calligraphy and sneered: "Mr. Shi, I don't care how noble Mr. Kong's character is. I just ask you, do you dare to say that Mr. Kong's calligraphy is a 'good calligraphy'?"
"Haha... Is there anything you dare not say? Don't be so arrogant. I'm just going to tell you about this."
Shi Yue stared at Meng Chen with fascination, "Let me ask Mr. Meng, is it right that words are like people's character?"
"Of course!"
"I would like to ask Mr. Meng again, if a person's character is noble, wise and elegant, then his words should also be elegant, refined and refined. Is that right?"
"Antipolar."
Shi Yue laughed loudly and said: "Just now, Geng and his family have made a final decision, indicating that Confucius's character is noble and wise. All the scholars and the masters have no objection. Does that mean that Brother Kong's calligraphy should also be elegant and refined?"
Woolen cloth?"
ah?
In an instant, Meng Chen was knocked speechless by Shi Yue. His face was gloomy, swollen to the color of pig liver, and red and swollen to the point of oozing.
All the talented scholars and great scholars were dumbfounded. They were all puzzled by the conclusion that Shi Yue had come to.
But this absurd conclusion is so perfect that it is unbelievable.
[Author's digression]: Luna will definitely guarantee three updates, but the manuscript is not saved and the update time is not fixed. Please forgive me!