Chapter Fifty-Four: The Enduring Song, the Foundation of Confucianism and Taoism
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Desserts and drinks were served in no time.
Naturally, everyone started to comment, and all praised the delicious snacks at Lexin Hou Mansion.
Jiang Chaoge waited for Ying Wunan to ask the title of his poem.
But Ying Wunan looked at Ji Ruxue at this moment: "Miss Ji has never liked the excitement. Today she not only came to the Marquis Mansion to watch the ceremony, but also came to participate in the poetry meeting. There must be some purpose, right?"
His voice was very low, as if he was talking casually.
Didn't attract the attention of people around.
But Jiang Chaoge heard it clearly.
Ji Ruxue turned her eyes to Ying Wunan and nodded slightly: "It seems that Mr. Wunan has guessed something."
"Well, if my guess is correct, Miss Ji and Jiang Tongqi have some doubts about the silver robbery case and need to ask me, right?" Ying Wunan said again.
It's easy to win. Do you want to show your cards directly?
Jiang Chaoge was somewhat surprised.
There was also a hint of surprise in Ji Ruxue's eyes: "That's right, I just don't know if Mr. Wu Nan is willing to tell me?"
"Okay." Ying Wunan nodded, but then said: "However, it is the cultural gathering here, and Wunan just wants to talk about poetry now. Since Miss Ji has participated in the literary gathering, she should do as she pleases, right?
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Ji Ruxue was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, then I will wait for the literary meeting to end."
"Thank you, Miss Ji."
Ying Wunan saluted Ji Ruxue and stopped looking at Jiang Erlang. In other words, he never looked at Jiang Erlang more than once.
He coughed lightly and said.
"Everyone is here today to watch the wedding ceremony of Wu Nan. Wu Nan is very happy. I would like to give you a drink first!"
"To the third young master!"
The discussion over the snacks and drinks stopped, and everyone raised their glasses.
Ying Wunan drank a glass of wine and finally turned his eyes to Jiang Yu'er: "It's really a blessing that Mr. Jiang can come today. Now Mr. Jiang's poems can be said to have spread all over Lingyang, and everyone praises Mr. Jiang.
The poetic talent is astonishing, but it is not difficult but there is a question, this word seems to have no title?"
Although Jiang Chaoge was doubtful about Ying Wunan's conversation with Ji Ruxue just now, when he heard Ying Wunan's question, he still replied: "I wrote the lyrics that day just out of excitement, and the title is there, called: Phoenix Seeking Phoenix!"
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"Feng Qiu Huang? Good question, really good question!" Ying Wunan's eyes lit up.
When other people heard it, they all applauded.
Liang Waner was naturally the one who shouted the most actively.
Jiang Chaoge waited for everyone to finish shouting, and then said: "Actually, there is another subtitle to this poem."
"Is there any more?"
This time, not only did he win, but everyone else was also surprised.
After all, the poem above is already outstanding in literary talent. It is hard to imagine how wonderful the poem below is?
Therefore, Ying Wunan immediately said: "Then, how about asking Young Master Jiang to recite the upper and lower stanzas of "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix" together to appease our admiration?"
"Can."
Jiang Chaoge nodded slightly, then stood up and began to chant.
"There is a beautiful woman here. You will never forget her when you see her."
"Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy."
"The phoenix is soaring, and the phoenix is begging for it from all over the world."
"It's a pity that the beauty is not on the east wall."
"Put the lute in front of your voice, and write your heartfelt chats."
"When will I see Xu Xi, I will comfort my hesitation."
"Wish to match virtue, hand in hand."
"If I can't fly, I will perish."
After the recitation, there was silence in the audience.
Everyone, including Liang Wan'er, seemed to be caught up in the artistic conception of the poem.
Jiang Chaoge glanced at Ji Ruxue secretly and found that Ji Ruxue seemed to be thinking about something. Not surprisingly, she was also attracted.
After a while, Ying Wunan finally came to his senses.
However, the expression on his face was completely different from the indifference before.
He seemed to have recalled something in the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and his eyes were slightly moist: "Master Jiang's song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is really deeply emotional and intoxicating!"
"Yes, the top part of "Feng Qiu Huang" is already a rare masterpiece, and now the bottom part is even more touching. It's really fascinating to be so deeply in love!"
"I hope that my words are worthy of my virtue, and we will join hands together to prevent me from being destroyed by flying. Well, Brother Jiang is really shocking the world!" Liu Hongyi also came to his senses at this time and praised.
"As soon as this song comes out, "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" will be regarded as an eternal masterpiece!"
"..."
Everyone praised him in unison.
Ying Wunan's interest seemed to have been aroused: "Wu Nan really likes Mr. Jiang's song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix". Today I also want to show off what I have learned in my life and ask him to write it down. I don't know if Mr. Jiang will allow it." ?”
"You can't ask for it," Jiang Chaoge replied.
"Okay, come, get some pen and ink ready!" Ying Wunan shouted.
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The rice paper was not spread on the table, but spread on a piece of mahogany wood. Four servants lifted the mahogany wood and erected it in front of everyone.
Ying Wunan stood up and waved his pen.
Jiang Chaoge watched from the side, and it was natural that Ying Wunan wrote Qin Zhuan, but every stroke and every stroke seemed to have its own unique style.
After finishing the sentence, everyone was amazed.
"Good words!"
"I never thought that Mr. Wu Nan's calligraphy would reach such a state?!"
"..."
Jiang Chaoge heard Ji Ruxue speak at this time.
Of course, Ji Ruxue was telling Erlang: "There have always been rumors that the third son of the Marquis of Lexin is good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting, but few people have seen him. When I see him today, he may not be as good at chess as me, but he is good at calligraphy." ...But it’s better than me.”
From Zhou Jiaoer's memory, Jiang Chaoge knew that Ying Wunan was proficient in chess, calligraphy, and painting, but he didn't expect that he would reach this level?
Even Ji Ruxue, a great chess player, feels ashamed?
Sure enough, the more seriously ill you are, the more terrifying your strength becomes?
Jiang Chaoge then asked through Erlang: "Miss Ji is the youngest great chess player in the Qin Dynasty. Isn't it amazing that this calligraphy master who wins Wu Di is so high?"
"Are you asking about his realm?" Ji Ruxue asked back.
"Yeah." Jiang Chaoge nodded.
"No, he has not entered the country."
"Not entering the country?"
"Yes." Ji Ruxue nodded and explained in a low voice: "You are a martial artist and do not understand the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism, so it is normal for you to ask this question."
Jiang Chaoge knew that Ji Ruxue was going to start performing to become a teacher, so he immediately cooperated: "Miss Ji, please tell me, what is the foundation of this Confucianism and Taoism?"
"Luck." After saying that, Ji Ruxue added: "Personal luck!"
"Personal luck?"
"Well, I'll explain it in terms of luck. You may not understand it well, so I'll explain it in terms of fame." Ji Ruxue replied: "Those who gain fame will gain luck!"
Ji Ruxue seemed to understand Jiang Chaoge, so she continued: "Generally speaking, there are three ways to gain fame. One is the imperial examination. If you can succeed in the imperial examination, you will naturally become famous and gain fame;
The second is to write books and establish theories. If the book can be spread to the world and everyone in the world knows it, he will naturally gain fame; the third is to serve as an official and establish people. If an official is honest and upright, he can benefit all people, petition for the people, and win the love of the people. You can gain fame."
Speaking of this, Ji Ruxue glanced at Ying Wunan: "Although Mr. Wunan is talented, he was born with a disease and could not take part in the imperial examination. The first road was blocked, and the second road was blocked.
...I am actually very surprised. Logically speaking, given his talent, there should have been poems or opinions published long ago, but in fact, I have never seen it. Even his calligraphy is the first time I have seen it."
The third item, Ji Ruxue did not explain anymore.
Jiang Chaoge naturally understands.
If you can't even take part in the imperial examination, how can you become an official?
In this way, a life of winning without difficulties is probably not related to Confucianism and Taoism.
What a pity for this talent.
However, what he found a little strange was that since even Ji Ruxue had never seen Ying Wunan's calligraphy, why would Ying Wunan display it publicly today?
I always feel a little weird!
Thinking again of the conversation between Ying Wunan and Ji Ruxue...
Jiang Chaoge had a bold guess in his mind, so he asked again: "Is it true that if you are unlucky, you will never be able to practice Confucianism and Taoism?"
"You can practice cultivation." Ji Ruxue shook her head: "It's just that no matter how much you practice, if you don't have the luck to carry it, you won't be able to enter the country, and it's just in vain."
You can practice but you can’t enter the country?
Jiang Chaoge frowned and looked at Ying Wunan in the field again. For some reason, he always felt that Ying Wunan's expression at this time seemed a bit... crazy?