Chapter 14, East Lake Moon Night in Dianjiang Road
"This Qin Li is really cautious. I haven't shown much talent on weekdays, but he still has to be so prepared. This is really..."
Although Chen Hongyu was thinking in his heart, he did not object.
Anyone else might be frightened. After all, Qin Li was obviously well prepared, and he didn't know what other methods he had.
But for him, in the face of absolute strength, all means are useless and cannot cause any obstruction.
At this time, Qin Li seemed extremely powerful, but in fact he was just a paper tiger to him.
At the same time, many students at Minglian Academy were also worried.
"There are many popular words for East Lake Painted Boat, but Donghu Moon is a word that is not widely spread."
"The name of the East Lake Moon Tune is taken from "East Lake Viewing the Ancients" written by Liu Ce, a famous scholar of the dynasty, "Now there is only the East Lake Moon, which once illuminated the people in King Wu's Palace."
Although the tune of Donghuyue has gradually become popular a few years ago, it is still not taken seriously by many scholars.
Xu Ping rarely comes to this kind of place, and he doesn’t study much poetry on weekdays. At this time, he has to write the lyrics of Donghuyue. This is really..."
On the stage, Qin Li had a panoramic view of the reactions of many students of Minglian Academy. Seeing the worry in their eyes, his heart became more and more relaxed.
"Poetry is not a trivial art. With the lyrics corrected by the elders, you are now confident of winning."
While thinking about it, Qin Li smiled and said loudly: "Brother Xu, since we have chosen the name of the Ci Pai, let's get started!"
Seeing the eagerness on Qin Li's face, Chen Hongyu was amused and said calmly: "Okay, let's start!"
After saying that, he began to think deeply. In this situation, he needed to put some thought into it.
Since Qin Li came prepared, the Ci he produced must be of a very high level. He also needed to think hard and come up with a Ci that could surpass Qin Li.
However, due to Qin Li's actions, even if the level of his poems far exceeds those of the awarded scholars, there will be no suspicion that they were written by others.
While he was thinking, he saw that Qin Li had already said to the maid: "Bring me some pen and ink!"
At this time, there was also an uproar among the scholars.
"Qin Li is from a high background. Not only has he been very talented since he was a child, he has also been well-educated.
Unexpectedly, I still underestimated him, and today he actually wrote a poem in five steps!"
"Brother Qin is really powerful. A tiger father has no dog son!"
Hearing the voices of these scholars, Chen Hongyu sighed in his heart.
"This Qin Li is really good at pretending!"
If he had been replaced by an ordinary student from the inner courtyard of Minglian Academy, he might really become Qin Li's stepping stone today, greatly increasing his reputation.
After all, any student from the inner courtyard of Minglian Academy is extremely talented and must be among the top fifty in the government examination.
Moreover, this imperial examination was the imperial examination of Kyoto Prefecture, and it was extremely valuable. Being stepped on by Qin Li, he really became famous.
But it's a pity that Qin Li chose him because of his bad eyesight.
After hearing Qin Li's instructions, a maid soon brought in pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Qin Li was also unceremonious, and quickly wrote down the words he had written, and had the maid recite them, which attracted waves of admiration.
At this time, Qin Li seemed to have just seen Chen Hongyu and asked with a smile: "Brother Xu, are you ready? I'll ask the maid to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for you!"
He had already investigated Chen Hongyu. He was very talented in literary talent and ranked among the best in Minglian Academy, but his poetry was mediocre and he had never shown any outstanding abilities.
It was also for this reason that he chose Chen Hongyu as his opponent.
The talent in literature and poetry can ensure that he will be among the best in the government examination and be qualified as a stepping stone, and the talent in poetry can ensure that he can have a steady footing.
Seeing the confident look in Qin Li's eyes, Chen Hongyu was slightly amused, but he still nodded: "Brother Qin can write a poem in five steps, so how can I lag so far behind?
You can't do it in seven or eight steps, but after taking dozens of steps, you should be ready."
As he said this, there was a burst of laughter among the scholars.
"I don't have much contact with Xu Ping, and I just vaguely heard that his status in Minglian Academy is not low, but now it seems that he is a humorous person!"
"It's true, I don't know why Qin Li is eyeing the Minglian Academy and the Minglian Academy. Could it be that his husband in the Political Affairs Hall is involved?"
"It is indeed possible. When my father came back these days, he also said that the prime minister's line and the Minglian line were having a dispute. It may be that the prime minister used his nephew's hands to suppress the reputation of many students from Minglian Academy in order to beat them.
Sirs of the Ming and Lian clan."
Although there were many students participating in the literary conference, there were also many students with high backgrounds, and some people began to discuss the inside story.
At this moment, a figure walked towards the place where the fight was taking place, but it was Li Qiuyue.
"Li Qiuyue, one of the four famous prostitutes in East Lake? What is she doing?"
However, Li Qiuyue ignored the sighs of the students and courtesans and oirans, and came to Chen Hongyu's side with Qin Li's face turning slightly green. She smiled sweetly and said, "Mr. Xu, how about I let the slave family grind ink for you?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was extremely surprised.
"Okay!" Chen Hongyu looked at her deeply and did not refuse.
After hearing this, Li Qiuyue walked to the table and began to study ink for Chen Hongyu.
Chen Hongyu took the brush and started writing on the rice paper without any hesitation.
“In March last year, my uncle and I left our hometown and rushed to Kyoto, passing through Dianjiang, Bazhou.
That night, the sky was just right and the scenery was so pleasant that I forgot about the distance and was so mesmerized by it.
Today, I just wrote down what I was thinking about."
Next to her, Li Qiuyue opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Chen Hongyu in surprise.
"This Xu Ping is indeed extraordinary. The poems he wrote are probably nothing more than what ordinary people can do.
However, it is not easy for those who are qualified to participate in the literary gatherings of these juniors.
Now it seems that Qin Li’s plan may come to nothing!”
When Chen Hongyu stopped writing, Li Qiuyue read out the poems he had written.
"East Lake Moon·Night Walk on Dianjiang Road."
"The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, the breeze blows in the middle of the night and the cicadas chirp..."
As the sweet voice sounded, Li Qiuyue slowly read out the song "East Lake Moon".
In an instant, the students around him fell silent and suddenly became noisy.
"In the song "Walking on Dianjiang Road at Night," the first four sentences simply describe the scenery of Dianjiang Mountain Road on a summer night and Brother Xu's feelings.
but……."
Many students in Minglian Academy were also shocked.
"Brother Xu has such attainments in poetry. No wonder those teachers are not worried that we will fall behind."
Guo Jian nodded in agreement: "On the surface, the subject matter of Brother Xu's poem is just some seemingly ordinary scenery. The language has no decoration, no allusion, and the hierarchical arrangement is completely plain.
However, just in the seemingly plain, there are the poet's painstaking conception and honest feelings.
Here, readers can also appreciate another realm of Jiaxuan's poetry beyond the majestic and heroic..."