All the talented people in the hall were drunk with wine.
After the poems were written, Wu Anshi and Wu Anzhi would read them first. If they thought they were acceptable, they would teach them to Zhang Heng and Huang Guan for comment. After they approved, they would read them out in class.
Nearly half of all poems receive this treatment.
At this point in the banquet, there were only a few songs left, and everyone didn’t pay much attention to them. Instead, they were savoring the songs they had just chanted. Some people even started singing according to the words on the note paper on the spot.
Some people also use their index finger to hit the knot on the wrist and sing the harmony softly.
Just now, when Zhang Heng read Zhang Yue's poem for the first time, some people didn't hear it clearly. When Lord Wu Dalang asked Zhang Dun to comment, these people took the paper to taste it again.
Some people are reluctant to make opinions. When they pass the piece of paper to others, they inevitably ask, "What do you think?"
At the moment no one made a judgment, whether it was good or bad, they all passed it on to the people sitting next to them.
Generally speaking, these talented people have their eyes high. For example, Meng Haoran, Bai Juyi, and Du Fu's poems can all be demoted. It is quite remarkable to be able to frighten everyone for a while and make them speechless.
But this poem is good? What is so good about it? Everyone is also afraid that they may say something wrong for a moment.
Even Zhang Heng’s comments, which are based on half of Yizu’s poems, do not end up saying that “painting a tiger cannot be compared to a dog.”
Now when it comes to Zhang Dun, who even Du Fu and Meng Haoran have belittled him, what does he say?
More than half of them already know that Zhang Yue is Zhang Dun’s younger brother.
Wu Anshi regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. If he belittled Zhang Dun's temperament, he would not be able to make trouble between the two brothers, and he would not be able to handle things well.
Zhang Dun said without hesitation: "This poem sounds a bit rough in terms of literature and theory, which shows that I haven't been practicing poetry for a long time. However, poetry can be developed and can be appreciated. From this point of view, the ambition of this poem is acceptable, but I am afraid that it will be neglected because of the great ambition!"
Everyone laughed after hearing Zhang Dun's words. Zhang Heng laughed and said: "It's true that Zi Hou's words are still so impartial."
Although Zhang Heng said this, everyone felt even more relieved when they looked at Zhang Yue's poem again.
Huang Guan said with a smile: "I think what Zi Hou said is very true. 'All the surnames in the world look up' are like Yizu's 'The moon reaches the sky and all the nations are bright'. Xu Xuan, the envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty, had the intention of separatist rule. Yizu
This poem expresses the meaning of unifying the four seas."
"As for the thousands of people in the world who look up, it is just like the name on the gold medal list, like a bright moon hanging high in the sky, which attracts all the people to look up to! It is a poem to express aspirations. If the person who wrote this poem cannot be named on the gold medal list, it will only make people laugh. It can be called
He has great ambition but little talent. If he is named one day, it will be a good story."
Wu Anshi thought to himself that Huang Guanguo was really a close friend of Zhang Dun. He always spoke well and considered everything for him, for fear that someone would get the wrong idea.
Wu Anshi smiled and said: "Brother Tongsou said it is absolutely true, come and drink this wine."
Huang Guan laughed loudly.
The people on the left and right also nodded.
Vaguely, a few talented people said words such as "good" and "good".
If Zhang Yue's poem just came out, everyone was carefully tasting it and couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. Now, as a few people took the lead in commenting or making suggestions, everyone began to express their opinions on this poem.
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Someone else said: "It's too flamboyant. It's not a good thing to talk to young people like this. Your sharpness will be exposed in the future."
Others laughed and said: "It's too much. This is a famous poem, just like Chen Zi'ang smashing a thousand-gold harp. The tone is not loud, so it can't move people."
“That’s right, the words are not surprising, but they are too arrogant. All the people in the world look up, not just ordinary people, but also us?”
“Haha, yes, after all, who is this person?”
“I heard that he is a relative of Zhang Ziping and Zhang Zihou’s younger brother.”
“No wonder, no wonder, he turns out to be the son of a famous family.”
“Hearing that Fang entered Taixue, he went from the Nine Classics Department to the Jinshi Department, so he didn’t study poetry for a long time.”
“It turns out that the Pucheng Zhang family already has one champion and one imperial scholar. With this person’s talent, it seems that the next subject will have one more champion.”
“Why don’t we wait and get acquainted.”
While waiting for several people to arrive at Zhang Yue's seat, they found that they were no longer there.
One person asked the maid: "Where has this Zhang Sanlang gone?"
The maidservant said sheepishly: "This gentleman has gone out to pay his respects."
"Out of respect?" Everyone was stunned, that is to say, he didn't hear the discussion just now.
“When will you go out to pay tribute?”
The maid thought for a while, pointed to Zhang Dun on the stage and said, "Just before this man commented on this poem, he went to pay his respects."
Everyone could not help but be stunned when they heard this, with expressions on their faces that looked like a smile but not a smile.
After the banquet was over, all the scholars returned home.
Wu Anshi and Wu Anchi came to Wu Chong and Li's house with a stack of paper.
As expected, Wu Chong had not rested yet. He picked up these pieces of paper and said to his two sons: "Tell me briefly what happened at tonight's banquet."
In fact, at today's banquet, in addition to Liu Ji and Zhang Yue, there were five or six young scholars who were not yet married.
Although it is not said that all the unmarried talents in Bianjing will be caught in one fell swoop, this is also the scope of the network that the two Wu family men can reach.
The two of them talked about the banquet in general.
But Wu Chong stopped, handed over a piece of paper and asked, "Who is this Ma Wenqi?"
Wu Anshi explained it, and Wu Chong put it aside.
Wu Chong said again: "Zhang Ziping, Zhang Zihou, and Huang Tongsou are the three most talented people. Even if they are singing and singing for entertainment, they are far better than others."
"As for Liu Jidao, it is inferior. There is also this one, but no one has signed it. They reunite on the third or fifth day of the year, and they are full of sunshine guarding the jade railing. It was only held out by the sky, and all the people in the world looked up."
Wu Chong smiled slightly.
“Dad, this is what Zhang Sanlang did. What do you think?”
Wu Chong asked: "What do you think?"
Wu An's poem said: "It can be seen that the ambitious people. The poems written here are all singing harmony, or praising the peaceful weather, or describing the feelings of communion, or feeling the separation of the clouds and sunshine. He is the only one whose poems are like this."
Wu Anzhi said: "What my brother said is absolutely true, and I think so too. However, being ambitious to this point is actually a benefit. The only important thing is whether you understand it or not, and whether you know how to repay your kindness. When I read this sentence, it's full of sunshine."
"Guarding the Jade Railing," I think this person revealed something on his mind."
"Liu Zhidao, as my brother recommended, usually thinks very highly of himself. If he gets ahead in the future, he may think that he can rely on his own ability."
Wu Chong said: "The others didn't say anything?"
Wu An’s poem said: “At the dinner table, Zhang Zihou commented that this poem seemed rough in terms of literature and science, but it was impressive in its ambition. My second brother and I agreed very much.”
Wu Chong laughed and said, "Don't these two brothers usually get along?"
Wu Anshi and Wu Anzhi looked at each other and said at the same time: "Daddy is really smart, how do you know?"
"Everyone in the world looks up, and it's okay to cooperate on ordinary occasions, but when my brother is at the table, I just want to suppress him! At first I thought he wrote this poem to Zhang Ziping, but it turned out that it was really Zhang Zihou
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Wu An's poems and Wu Anchi's expressions of admiration were expressed when they heard this.
Wu An Shixun added: "Zihou must have known what was on his mind. It was rare that he didn't get angry and even covered it up. How do you think Zhang Zihou saw it?"
"I'm afraid only Zhang Zihou himself knows this. However, he is from Fu Yuan. He will be a Jinshi in the future. He will also have his grandfather, father and two Jinshis and Zhang Yushi of his in-law family to support him. It will not be difficult for him to pursue an official career. But his younger brother is sent to
I am from a poor family and there are no noble people to help me. Even if I get Jinshi, I am afraid it will be difficult every step. Of course, if you can get a high rank, it is another matter."
The two brothers talked about it, but Wu Chong was noncommittal.
