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Chapter 3 Stealing Poems and Avoiding Slaps

Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) was dumbfounded.

I originally wanted to come to the Qing Dynasty to make my first fortune, but I forgot that the Jia Mansion was the home of poetry, calligraphy and etiquette, and it was shameful to talk about money.

It seems that this meal will definitely hit the wall.

"If it's mathematics, physics, and chemistry, I can just deal with it. It's the one I hate the most in my life. But this is the Qing Dynasty. The first few generations of emperors in the Qing Dynasty paid the most attention to writing and learning. Now I have no way to cry every day, and I have no way to cry.

ah……"

Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) screamed countless times in his heart.

Those burly guests left. They were all members of the military system, and some of them were Eight Banners generals. No wonder they looked equally thick from top to bottom.

They are all born as military commanders, so it is appropriate to be thicker, especially in ancient times.

This wave of people is gone, and another wave will be replaced.

It seems that my father is quite busy, and I don’t know what kind of official his father is.

According to the ranks of the Qing Dynasty, Lord Qi who left just now was the deputy capital commander, and the deputy capital commander was a second-rank official who was as big as the chief soldier. According to this, if my father is a full-level official, he should be a first-rank official.

No wonder it is so majestic, especially a supervisory agency like the "Tianwei Camp" that is both a spy agency and a secret investigation agency.

"It seems that I, Baoyu, am truly a powerful second-generation official."

This group of people were all Qingke raised by the Jia family. Jia Zheng looked much more relaxed when he put on casual cloth clothes.

The dozen or so Qingqing guests all looked thin, it was already late autumn, and they still held paper fans in their hands.

"Hey, you are a literate person who is sour and jealous. No matter what dynasty you are in, you have to put up a poss. I am really impressed by you!"

They bowed to each other one by one, and Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) could only endure it.

Seeing that Baoyu was a little embarrassed, a Qingke named "Zhan Guang" actually said: "Yesterday I saw the second master's Dou Fang. He seemed to have the air of a master of calligraphy, which shows that his family knowledge is profound."

At first glance, it seems that he is flattering his father.

Jia Zheng said: "As for the handwriting, I can barely read it, and it still looks immature; but writing is the right path. The college entrance examination does not mean who can write well will be the top scholar."

"I heard that the current young emperor is quite accomplished in poetry. I don't think he will be selected for poetry in the coming year... Speaking of poetry, I copied a good poem outside, which can be said to be wonderful.

.If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After talking about Lishan in the middle of the night, the tears, rain, and bells will not complain in the end. How unlucky is the man in brocade, who is even with the wings.

I wish you that day. What a wonderful word!"

Although Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) doesn't like to read ancient Chinese, he memorized some famous poems in order to prepare for the college entrance examination. It happened that he also learned a few poems by Nalan Rongruo, especially the song "Magnolia·Ancient Jue"

"Queici", which he memorized very well, and another one is "Sauvignon Blanc".

Could it be that this famous poet from the Qing Dynasty appeared just like this?

Baoyu quickly asked: "Is Uncle Zhan talking about Master Mingzhu's eldest son Nalan Rongruo?"

"Is there any relationship between the second young master and Mr. Nalan?"

"The one who is old but not old is the second best. He is just a young man, but he likes this kind of dark and resentful poems. He is melancholy in his heart, and he may not live long. (In fact, Nalan Rongruo, the most famous poet in the Qing Dynasty, did write on the 24th day of Kangxi's reign.

He died of illness at the age of thirty." Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) felt that it was awkward for him to speak like this. He still liked to be with those rough generals, and he could talk much more cheerfully.

I heard that in addition to his exquisite poems, Mr. Nalan also has tragic love stories, joys and sorrows, and I wonder which of the three women he is currently dating.

If the guess is correct, it should be that his cousin has left him to enter the palace. At this time, he was in love with Lu Shilang, or did Lu Shi also pass away?

Seeing Baoyu talking like this, Jia Zheng glared at him and said nothing.

Jia Zhengben had a profound family education and high attainments in medicine. He knew that there was indeed a saying in this regard, so he acquiesced if he did not scold him.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Baoyu simply said in his heart, "Brother Rong Ruo, I'm sorry. In order to avoid being beaten, I have to borrow your excellent lyrics."

"Li Bai, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, said that Sauvignon Blanc is heart-breaking. I was deeply inspired by Rong Ruo's poem, and also wrote a poem. A journey through the mountains, a journey through the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, deep in the night

The tent lamp; the wind is changing, the snow is changing, it breaks the heart of the country and makes dreams come true. There is no such sound in my hometown."

As soon as Baoyu finished speaking, there was a burst of applause.

Zhan Guang simply stood up, applauded and said: "I didn't expect that the second young master was so smart that he was spitting out lotus flowers. What a saying: "Mountains are a step away, water is a step away", and "The wind is changing, the snow is changing"

’, this alone is better than thousands of others. It seems that you and Mr. Rongruo are definitely two weirdos in the world of poetry."

This time even Jia Zheng, who had always been serious, smiled and nodded in approval.

Originally, "Qi Pa" was a word of praise and compliment, but Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) sounded unhappy, because in later generations, "Qi Pa" was almost like a curse.

I once again say sorry to Nalan Rongruo in my heart, because this song "Sauvignon Blanc" was his masterpiece more than ten years ago, and now I asked Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) to take it out and use it.

When he started talking, seeing his father happy, Baoyu ignored it and simply stole it to the end shamelessly, "Actually, this kind of word is just a sentimental expression. I will write a poem with backbone. I will not let go of Qingshan and establish my roots."

It was originally in the broken rock. It has been hardened by countless blows, and it is strong regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south."

After I finished speaking, I paused vigorously, closed my eyes, and said "I'm sorry" hundreds of times to Mr. Zheng Banqiao in my heart. I stole your wonderful poem again.

"There should be applause here..." Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) didn't know what was going on. He quickly opened his eyes and saw his father with a dark face and said nothing. Everyone looked at him blankly.

He pointed his right index finger towards the sky in a very disgusting gesture.

What went wrong?

What went wrong?

Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) quickly thought about it and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten in his excitement that Zheng Banqiao should be a famous poet at this moment. His poems must have been liked by everyone and must have been widely circulated. This poem must not be the same.

exception.

Thinking of this, I broke into a cold sweat. This time I was really embarrassed!

Offending your father is no joke, and a beating is inevitable.

The question is, how can Baoyu, a little girl with a body like this, bear it?

It was really a blow to Baoyu's body, and the pain burned Xiaoshi's heart.

Fortunately, I became a businessman in later generations and learned to be quick-witted.

He said with a smile: "Look, everyone, the style of this poem by Mr. Zheng Banqiao is ancient. Let me rewrite it with my current mentality. When the day is not around, youth will come naturally; the moss flowers are as small as rice.

Also learn how to bloom peonies. Dear uncles and uncles, what do you think of this poem?"

This is a short poem written by the great Qing Dynasty poet Yuan Mei decades later. Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) borrowed it again. Now that I am a small person, this kind of poem is most suitable.

I immediately remembered the bursts of applause again.

"Well, I finally got to see the poetic talent of the Second Young Master. What a wonderful line, 'Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they can also bloom like peonies.' How wonderful!"

"I didn't expect that the second young master's family education is so profound."

"Only Mr. Baoyu can write such a wonderful poem."

Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) cursed in his heart: "Fortunately, I have quick reaction, otherwise the boat would really capsize today."

At this time Jia Zheng spoke, "It's a bit poetic, but the pattern is a bit small."

As soon as he heard this, Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) didn't like to hear it. He waved his hand and said: "There is another song, this time the pattern is big and majestic. The scenery of the northern country is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only

The river is vast and vast; the river suddenly loses its turbulence. Silver snakes dance in the mountains, and wax figures ride in the mountains, hoping to compete with the gods. On a clear day, seeing the red clothes and plain clothes, it is especially enchanting. The country and the mountains are so beautiful that they attract countless heroes to bow down.

"It is a pity that the emperors of Qin and Han were slightly less talented in literature; the ancestors of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty were slightly less charming. Genghis Khan, the genius of the generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot big eagles. They are all gone. To count the famous figures, let's look at the present day."

This is a beautiful poem that later generations often recite. It is the masterpiece of a great man among great men. Its momentum and pattern are unprecedented in all aspects. Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) once again said countless sorry in his heart.

Everyone present was shocked. They all stood up one after another. Only those who are standing can listen to such a poem.

Is this a beautiful poem that a ten-year-old child can write?

Absolutely no one will believe it.

But with the previous background of "Sauvignon Blanc" and "Moss", they couldn't help but not believe it.

Seeing his father nodding frequently, Baoyu knew that he had finally passed this test and his butt was finally saved.

(Next chapter: My sister-in-law and I have become best friends? See you when we were 8 years old.)


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