If I become the Qing Emperor in his future year, I will reward you with a peach blossom blooming everywhere!
Two short sentences of fourteen words shocked the entire audience. Countless scholars in the audience stared blankly at Zhao Kang, who was still sitting in his seat. They couldn't believe that such a poem was written by a native of Qian!
Most of the people who can come here to watch the literary fight are knowledgeable people with several kilograms of ink in their stomachs. They are all recalling Zhao Kang's poem "Chrysanthemum" at this moment.
good!
very good!
But they couldn't tell how good it was, and their knowledge seemed not enough to analyze what was so good about this poem.
I only know that this poem about chrysanthemums is different from previous poems about chrysanthemums!
Especially Guo Fengyu, the wine sacrificer, after finishing reading the poem, he couldn't help shouting to Zhao Kang: "Mr. Zhao! How did you write this poem!"
As a wine minister of the Imperial Academy, Guo Fengyu was naturally a well-read poet. After thinking about it again and again, he felt that the words of appreciation in his mind were not enough to interpret this poem.
The gap between me and Mr. Zhao is huge!
Zhao Kang chuckled lightly: "If I explain my own poems by myself, I will inevitably be suspected of bragging, right?"
Guo Fengyu was stunned, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, a sigh rang out, and everyone saw the first saint of the world stand up.
The man in the green shirt shook his sleeves and folded his hands, saluting towards Zhao Kang: "I lost the first game, Mr. Zhao is a great talent."
Ye Hongxue was dumbfounded!
Liu Hanlong is confused!
Li Muqing even shouted excitedly: "Impossible!"
Her Majesty the Empress clenched her fists: "Win!"
Zhao Kang's poem actually made his opponents admire him!
After a moment of silence, a burst of excitement like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came out!
"we won!"
It was the group of scholars who came to help. After hearing Zhang Sheng personally admit defeat, they all thought they had heard wrongly.
There are people in the world who can write poems better than Zhang Zi! This is crazy!
"The old gentleman accepts."
Zhao Kang clasped his fists and felt a little fond of Zhang Sheng who readily admitted defeat.
He is worthy of being the world's best scholar, with a proud character.
Only Li Muqing still didn't believe it: "How is this possible! Your Highness is not convinced!"
These words immediately attracted countless boos, and someone shouted: "Zhang Zi has already admitted defeat, what else do you have to dissatisfy!"
"Yes, that's right! The Zhou Dynasty can't afford to lose!"
Zhang Sheng closed his eyes: "Your Highness, if you lose, you lose. Don't let others underestimate me, Da Zhou."
Li Muqing's eyes were downcast. He didn't expect that Mr. Zhang, whom he respected, would slap him in the face, secretly resenting him.
Zhang Sheng is a true scholar. Even though he traveled thousands of miles for the country this time, he did not lose his integrity as a scholar. Instead, he smiled slightly and walked out of the desk to look at Guo Fengyu.
"Can I let me interpret this poem?"
Guo Fengyu was stunned and said quickly: "This couldn't be better."
He could tell that Zhao Kang's poem was good, but he couldn't tell why it was good. At this moment, Zhang Sheng actually came out to explain the poem, which undoubtedly made him more sure that he had lost to Zhao Kang.
Taking the poem, Zhang Sheng sighed, originally he was not willing to do this.
But as everyone said before, among all the flowers, he loved chrysanthemums the most and had been writing about chrysanthemums all his life. However, he never expected that Zhao Kang would write such an alternative chrysanthemum poem.
He couldn't help but be extremely happy, and now he wanted to interpret the poem himself.
"The rustling west wind fills the courtyard, and the fragrant flowers are cold and the butterflies are hard to come."
Zhang Shengdao: "In the past, poems about chrysanthemums could not escape from the word "lone", which was used to show off one's aloofness and unconventionality. But Mr. Zhao started with the word "manyuanzai", which completely changed the image of chrysanthemum."
"This shows that in Mr. Zhao's heart, the chrysanthemum in the poem is not him, but the working people of the world. This sentence alone is better than countless chrysanthemum poems!"
Many scholars suddenly felt enlightened!
"It's like this. No wonder I always feel something is wrong but can't say it!"
"It turns out that Mr. Zhao actually thinks so."
Zhang Sheng added: "And the second sentence 'the pistils are cold and the fragrance is cold' is because the chrysanthemums bloom in the cold season, and Mr. Zhao feels sorry for the chrysanthemums blooming at the wrong time, which is unfair. It also expresses injustice for the people."
"I have written all kinds of things about Qiu Ju in my life, but none of them can compare to these two short sentences! I learned a lesson today."
Offstage.
Empress Xiao Linglong was deeply touched. She thought of what Zhao Kang said about agriculture and commerce as the foundation, and farmers are the foundation of the country!
He is thinking about the people of the world all the time!
The same is true now!
Zhang Sheng was a little excited: "And the last two sentences, if I were the Qing Emperor in his time, I would repay him with peach blossoms. They also express Mr. Zhao's ambition! He is indignant at the fate of the hardworking people in the world and wants to change the world.
Poor situation!"
Zhang Sheng looked at Zhao Kang and said: "With this ambition, I am convinced to lose."
After listening to Zhang Sheng's interpretation of the poem, many people looked at Zhao Kang!
I didn’t expect that this man who looked to be twenty-four or five years old had such broad and far-reaching ambitions in his heart!
Compared with him, do we really deserve to be called scholars?
Li Muqing was also stunned. At this moment, he finally understood why Mr. Zhang had to admit defeat. Zhang Sheng's poems were also very good, but they were written by Zhang Sheng himself.
He writes about how he is aloof and refined and proud of the world.
But how can he compare in the face of Zhao Kang's lofty ambitions! He was simply crushed to pieces!
At this moment, he couldn't tell me what I was dissatisfied with, and he didn't have the face to do so.
"Announce the result."
Zhang Sheng said softly.
Guo Fengyu hurriedly stood up: "I declare, the first civil fight! Qianguo Zhao Kangsheng!"
There was a burst of excited shouts from the audience.
A group of people coming from the outside were dumbfounded.
Master Yang and Master Zhao were stunned on the spot when they heard the three words Zhao Kangsheng!
Why did you suddenly win?
How could Zhao Kang win over Zhang Sheng!
Could it be fake?
The two of them looked at me and I looked at you, neither of them knew what to do.
Li Muqing spoke loudly at this time: "I didn't expect that Qian Guo is really talented. We lost the first game. We will visit you at noon tomorrow for the second game!"
After saying that, he quickly followed Zhang Sheng off the stage.
One game a day was originally agreed upon, in order to give the side that loses first a buffer.
Li Muqing was a little panicked now. He never expected that Zhang Sheng would lose the first round, so he had to go back quickly to discuss countermeasures.
As soon as they stepped off the stage, countless students could no longer hold back and rushed to the audience. They looked at Zhao Kang excitedly and shouted "Mr. Zhao" one by one.
They were already in despair, but they didn't expect Zhao Kang to turn the tide!
In addition, Zhang Sheng praised Zhao Kang for a while when he explained the poem before, and now he only has reverence for Zhao Kang.
"Young master, you have completely become famous." Qin Yufeng suppressed her excitement.
That’s Zhang Zi!
The leader of the world, who had never suffered a defeat, was actually calmed down by Zhao Kang's poem at this moment, and he was forced to admit defeat and leave!
Zhao Kang's face was calm, feeling the adulation from everyone.
You must hold tight now to avoid damaging your image.
Suddenly the crowd dispersed and Xiao Linglong walked to the stage. Zhao Kang quickly stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty."
Her Majesty the Empress was smiling all over her face. She wanted to say some words of encouragement, but when she saw Qin Yufeng next to Zhao Kang, she felt a strange feeling in her heart and restrained her smile.
"Very good! I will host a banquet for you at the Youshi Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. Remember to come."
Immediately everyone looked at Zhao Kang with envy. Her Majesty the Empress hosted a banquet in person. This kind of honor has never happened before.
