In his previous life, Cui Xian was a PhD in Chinese Language and Literature from a prestigious university.
In this life, he has transmigrated into an impoverished family in ancient times.
...The Imperial Envoy Qi added, "It's hard to master the fine art of management," which drew boos from the people around him.
But at least he got it right.
The problem is that Prefect Song sits below the Imperial Commissioner.
The imperial envoy has lost face, how dare he show himself?
Not to mention that hearing the consecutive verses of poetry here has already doubled the pressure on Prefect Song. He has lost his sense of direction and doesn't know how to continue.
Even if he could continue with the next sentence, he wouldn't dare to do so!
therefore.
Prefect Song pretended to think for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly: "It seems that I have to drink three cups with Master Qi."
This means admitting defeat.
He admitted defeat, and County Magistrate Xiaoye did not dare to take action.
But he was too shy to say something like "I'll drink three cups with you, my Lord." He could only say in a shy and honest manner, "I am a humble official with little knowledge and talent, and I really have no idea."
The pressure came upon Pei Chongqing again.
The old man looked like he was about to break into pieces.
This time, even Pei Jian, who was watching the fun outside, didn't have the heart to make fun of his grandfather.
Because in the last round, the couplet poem lost its momentum here with Pei Chongqing.
Now, Mr. Donglai is rising again, but is being held back by the Imperial Envoy, Lord Qi.
That is to say.
The new line of poetry must push the momentum up again, and even surpass Mr. Dong Lai's line "dangerous and turbulent and not similar".
Only then could we leverage the strength of Mr. Dong Lai and elevate this poem infinitely.
This is also one of the reasons why Prefect Song and County Magistrate Ye took the initiative to admit defeat.
How could they have such ability?
In response, Pei Chongqing said: Neither of you have this ability, and neither do I.
Mr. Pei silently poured himself three glasses of wine and drank them one after another.
Then he looked at Cui Xian and said with shame: "Brother Xian, it's up to you."
The readers who were watching were all disappointed and outraged.
We have just entered the second round and three people have already admitted defeat!
However, the couplet poetry is rotated. If you admit defeat in this round, you can continue to participate in the next round.
Of course, even if you admit defeat in the next round, you still have to continue drinking.
In short: either your belly is full of ink or your belly is full of wine.
Everyone has a bright future.
When King Nanyang saw this situation, he became a little anxious.
He is the organizer of this literary gathering, and he contributed both money and effort just for the sake of gaining a good reputation.
How could we just watch this couplet poetry game fall apart completely?
That would be a waste of time.
therefore.
Prince Nanyang looked at Cui Xian with expectation in his eyes: "Young Master Cui, your words just now, 'Late summer still knows how urgent it is', were very well said."
"Now that the first three have admitted defeat one after another, I think they are preparing to retain their strength and prepare for the next move."
"But young master, you are young and energetic, so you should show your talents and perform well. So what I mean is--"
Having said that, King Nanyang paused for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.
He continued with a smile: "So what I mean is, how about this time, young master, try to add a few lines? Let's elevate the artistic conception and momentum of our poem about listening to cicadas."
This is a bit against the rules.
But think about it from another perspective. The game is about to come to an end, and King Nanyang is looking for Cui Xian to save the situation!
Suddenly.
Everyone at the banquet looked at Cui Xian.
The large number of scholars watching around also looked at Cui Xian, their eyes full of expectation.
Couplet poems are difficult to write. After today's literary gathering, who knows if we will have the chance to see them again in the future.
I'm sure everyone wants to see it!
Then, the whole audience gasped and exclaimed.
Cui Xian smiled brightly and said, "Your Majesty, fellow seniors, if everyone else continues to speak, isn't it an advantage for Xian to continue with two sentences?"
Absolutely amazing!
How can someone so young be so flamboyant and yet so modest?
It was obvious that he was here to save the situation, but once he spoke, he didn't want to embarrass anyone.
More importantly,
His words clearly showed that he accepted the prince's request for help!
King Nanyang laughed loudly, and his eyes, looking towards Cui Xian, were full of admiration and enthusiasm.
He took the opportunity to say jokingly, "No problem, you can take more of this bargain!"
then.
Under the expectant gaze of everyone in the audience, Cui Xian pondered for a moment, then raised his eyebrows proudly.
It must be because of that small glass of wine I drank just now.
His face flushed slightly, and he no longer tried to hide his emotions. The smug expression on his face made it clear: he had produced a pretty good poem.
I feel very proud of myself!
The people around were almost hooked into black carp.
Prince Nanyang was even more impatient and asked, "Young Master, have you figured it out? Tell us quickly, I am all ears."
Cui Xian looked at Mr. Donglai with a smile and said, "My two sentences are: You should learn to attach great importance to gold, and do not be greedy for the bright fire!"
boom!
As soon as these two lines of poetry came out, it was like thunder suddenly rising and the sky suddenly brightened!
You don't even have to delve into its meaning; just looking at the words used, you can feel the majestic momentum that comes over you!
It turns out that the most ordinary poem about listening to cicadas can be written so magnificently!
The whole audience was amazed and shocked.
Some scholars even eagerly took out paper and ink, and began to write quickly with red faces to write down the poem.
Obviously, Cui Xian's words not only brought the poem about listening to cicadas to life.
It also elevates its supreme purpose.
You should attach yourself to the heavy metal and not be greedy for the bright fire!
Followed by the previous sentence 'It is difficult to learn a fine tube', the meaning becomes:
It is difficult for us to imitate the delicate sound of the cicada, which is like a musical instrument. But we should try to imitate the solidity of metal and stone, and not be greedy for the superficial light of fireflies.
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