Chapter 39 The greatest scholar wants to become a close friend with Qin Yu.
Listen to Zhang Zian's words.
All the students in the Imperial College lowered their heads in shame.
Shameful, so shameful.
It didn't matter if they lost, but they didn't even have the courage to face Qin Yu.
The children of the Academy burst into cheers.
"Qin Fucheng is really talented."
"It seems that the eldest sister is right, Qin Yu alone is enough."
"Old Qin, I already know that you are invincible!"
"Hahaha...Avenge the shame, avenge the shame!"
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In the most critical year, Xuegong finally defeated the Imperial College.
Qin Yu's face was indifferent, and he slightly cupped his hands, "Zhang Jijiu, I accept it."
Zhang Zian looked at Qin Yu's indifferent expression and couldn't help but sigh to himself, "Neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither humble nor overbearing, the future prospects are limitless~"
Thinking about it, he looked at Qin Yu and raised a smile, "Little friend Qin Yu, your song "Climbing High" is like an army of thousands of horses, overwhelming, and like a violent wind and rain, breaking and turning the basin. It's really
A high-spirited spirit, unique in ancient and modern times."
Listen to Zhang Zian's evaluation.
Everyone in the hall trembled again.
Unparalleled in ancient and modern times, this praise has come to an end.
Qin Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "Zhang Jijiu praised me."
Qin Yu's nonchalant attitude.
It really touched the hearts of the students of the Imperial College.
If they could compose such a poem, their tails would be raised to the sky.
But Qin Yu acted as if it was a matter of course, as if it didn't matter.
Lu Hao felt extremely ashamed. Only now did he realize that the clown was actually himself.
Immediately afterwards.
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and continued: "Well, if I win, we can leave, right? Our academy will have to go to Fengyang Lake to celebrate in a while."
Qin Yu was very excited when he thought about drinking, singing and dancing with a group of princesses and princesses.
In this era of lack of entertainment, this is all there is to enjoy.
Zhang Zian: "..."
Xiao Rou: "..."
99: "..."
It was really difficult for them to understand Qin Yu.
It seems that his coming here to participate in the poetry competition is just a formality, and the purpose is to hold a celebration party after winning.
"Hehehe..."
Zhang Zian smiled and said thoughtfully: "Don't worry, little friend Qin Yu. If it's convenient for you, just give me the last question as well. I'll treat it as if I owe you a favor."
Qin Yu's song "Deng Gao" made Zhang Zian unable to stop.
He wanted to see where Qin Yu's limit was.
All the great scholars and students also looked at Qin Yu with burning eyes.
Although they don't want to admit it.
But Qin Yu's song "Ascend the High" is really amazing.
Qin Yu hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay then."
The great Confucian Zhang Zian has a very high reputation in the Wei Dynasty, and his disciples are all over the world, so he might be able to use it some time.
A poem is exchanged for Zhang Zian's favor, which is a very good deal.
Seeing Qin Yu agree.
Sumood looked excited and hurriedly opened the last question paper. There was only one word "moon" on it.
The moon is a common topic in poetry.
But the more commonplace the topic, the more excellent works there are, and the harder it is to stand out. After all, there are too many excellent works to compare with.
Qin Yu had no fear and chanted casually.
""Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When will the bright moon come""
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with my wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the towers and jade buildings will be too cold up there. I will dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world.
Turning around the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the door, the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, so why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It is difficult to do this in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away."
After a Wang Zha, Qin Yu's backhand was another Wang Zha.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When will the bright moon come" is completely natural and is known as the first masterpiece of bold lyrics.
Every time Qin Yu reads this poem, he is still amazed.
It is also a kind of romance to let the poetry of our ancestors shine again in this dynasty.
This word fell into place.
The hall fell into silence again.
Everyone looked at Qin Yu in shock and astonishment, their eyes as wide as bells.
If it is his luck that Qin Yu just composed "Climbing High", then adding this song "Shui Tiao Song Tou: When will the bright moon come" is enough to prove his talent and unparalleled poetic talent.
Everyone felt their scalps numb.
Today's poetry meeting is really not in vain.
Just being able to hear these two poems live is already a lifetime blessing.
"This...isn't this a bit too ridiculous? Is Qin Yu the Wenqu star descending to the earth? Reciting it casually is such an unattainable masterpiece?"
"There is such a thing as heaven and earth, and there are people outside the world. I never expected that the young prince Goulan of Jinling City would turn out to be a great and talented man."
"It's really not shameful for our Imperial College to be defeated by Qin Yu. I really want to worship Qin Yu as my teacher!"
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The students of the Imperial College were amazed.
Even the great scholars in the Imperial Academy could not help but exclaim in surprise.
"He is a talented poet, and Qin Yu's two poems are enough to make him a god."
"I didn't expect that I would be able to admire such a masterpiece in my lifetime. This life is enough."
"Little friend Qin Yu, you are really amazing!"
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Zhang Zian stood up and kept nodding, "This poem is the pen of a heavenly being transformed into a human being. It is of high eternity and is an eternal masterpiece."
at this time.
This song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When will the bright moon come" is still lingering in everyone's mind.
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine...
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes...
Nung, moon and new moon......
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Each of these sentences makes people fall in love and want to put it down.
The princesses and princesses of the Academy were even more fond of Qin Yu.
Qin Yu has a good personality, is talented, and is so handsome and charming...
It's hard not to be liked by girls.
Xiao Rou also stared at Qin Yu without concealment, her eyes soft.
Although she didn't have much contact with Qin Yu and the time was short, Qin Yu's figure was already in her mind and she couldn't get rid of it.
Listening to Zhang Zian's praise.
Qin Yu remained indifferent and slightly cupped his hands, "Zhang Jijiu praised him. If there is nothing else, we will withdraw first."
Zhang Zian looked at Qin Yu with a smile on his face, "Hahaha~ Young people should be as energetic as little friend Qin Yu."
"Of course, little friend Qin Yu can leave, but if you are free in the future, you might as well go to the Imperial College to sit down with me. How about we become a long-lasting friend?"
When these words fell to the ground, the whole hall was in an uproar.
No one expected that the great scholar Zhang Zian would admire Qin Yu so much and even want to be friends with him for many years.
He was the greatest Confucian in the Wei Dynasty, with great prestige and high reputation. He had great reputations all over the world, and even the Emperor of Wei wanted to give him enough face.
This is why Emperor Wei didn't want Zhang Zian to retire and return home, but he didn't dare to force him to stay, so he could only use this method to delay it for three years.