Just as Li Hong was still arguing about who should write the poem first, Wang Bo's voice came from the other side. After some thought, Wang Bo had already made up his mind and said loudly: "Then I will throw out a brick to attract jade. I hope you can give me some advice."
Wang Bo's words were obviously meant for Li Hong, who smiled and nodded. He was not called one of the Four Great Talents of the Early Tang Dynasty for nothing, but it was unknown which of his masterpieces would be remembered by future generations.
Wang Bo cleared his throat and thought about it again. A breeze made the lake surface ripple. He said aloud: "A cool breeze rises, adding to the tranquility of the forest. It drives the smoke into the stream house and exposes the mountain pillars. There is no limit to coming and going, and the movement and rest are like emotions. When the sun sets, the mountains and rivers are quiet, and the pines sing for you."
After Wang Bo finished speaking, everyone in Linshui Pavilion and Water Palace fell silent. No one praised Wang Bo's poem "Ode to the Wind" loudly. Instead, they all recited it silently and looked at Li Hong.
Whether it is the people in Linshui Pavilion or the people in the Water Palace, they all know that in addition to Wang Bo and Yang Jiong who became famous at a young age, the prince is also known as a child prodigy. Although he has written few poems, each of them is a unique work in history.
At this time, it was naturally not their turn to taste it first. Moreover, with their level, they did not dare to make rash comments in front of the prince, Wang Bo and Yang Jiong.
Now, only after the prodigy the prince has spoken, or after the tone of the poem "Ode to the Wind" has been set, can they express their own opinions, or follow suit with a few compliments.
Therefore, everyone's eyes were all focused on the prince, and they pricked up their ears to listen to how the prince would comment on this excellent poem "Ode to the Wind".
"The word 'jia' is well considered, the word 'xun' is interesting, and the word 'jun'... responds to me from afar. In four words: affectionate and righteous." Li Hong put down the food in his hand, looked at Wang Bo who also had an expectant expression, and praised.
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"Thank you for the compliment, sir." Wang Bo bowed.
"What a good poem! It's worthy of Wang Bo, who is known as a child prodigy. You should be satisfied to receive praise from the teacher." A strong male voice suddenly came from not far away.
Li Hong didn't care who it was and would immediately follow up with his comments after he finished speaking, because Gao An was pulling his arm and asking him to help her explain the beauty of this poem.
Li Hong ignored the two people who were walking slowly not far away, and explained to Gao An and Bai Chun: "The 'susu' comes from the Biography of Women in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty - The Wife of Dong Si: 'There is much frost and snow in the place, and the Hu wind blows in the summer, blowing my clothes lightly, and the susu enters my ears.' It is used to describe the sound of the wind. And the 'movement and rest' comes from the Book of Sui - Astronomy: Volume 1: 'Living creatures depend on movement and rest, and the cold and heat pass on from them.' It is also borrowed from the Baopuzi - Changxuan Pian: 'If you know when to stop when you move and rest, you will never be lacking.' Do you know where the 'pine sound' comes from?" Li Hong suddenly asked Gao An, who was listening to his explanation with great interest.
Gao An did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at him in amazement as if he had seen a ghost, and murmured, "How do you know so much? You are always sleeping during each class, okay? Why do you know everything?" Gao An shook his head as he spoke, obviously not knowing where the loose sound came from.
Li Hong did not expect that his explanation to Gao An would cause everyone to continue looking at him and listening. Even the two people who had just approached from a distance looked as if they wanted to continue listening to his comments.
So Li Hong glanced at Gao An and continued calmly: "When I was learning, although I was sleeping, I was still using my brain. Although you were learning, your brain was somewhere else."
Not only did Gao An glare at him after hearing these words, but other clan members, brothers and sisters, also began to show their dissatisfaction on their faces.
Everyone couldn't help but think in their hearts: This is too abominable, how can he remember all this while he sleeps every day while studying? We study every day and have never missed a lesson from the teacher, but how can our knowledge be not as good as this prince who only takes two days off out of three days and sleeps one day? It's really infuriating.
Li Hong didn't take Gao An's threats seriously, and naturally ignored the angry expressions of others. He looked at Wang Bo and said calmly, "The sound of pine trees comes from Chu Songyu's "Gaotang Fu": 'Looking down at the majestic mountains, they are dark and deep, with no bottom in sight, but the sound of pine trees can be heard in the air.'"
Seeing Wang Bo bowing deeply to him from a distance, Li Hong continued, "'Wind is the air of heaven and earth, flowing freely and freely, without distinction between the noble and the humble.' Although the wind written by Wang Bo does not have the righteousness of Song Yu's "Feng Fu", it is also a wisp of fragrant wind to send off others and friends, which is also full of affection and righteousness."
Li Hong smiled secretly in his heart. After all, he had been a private school teacher in one of his lives. If this little bit of poetry and prose could stump him, it would be a shame to his identity that had been passed down through nine reincarnations and ten lives.
"Sir, you have a good insight. Our students Lu Zhaolin and Luo Binwang are ashamed of themselves as they are not as good as us." The two men, who were about thirty years old, took out their badges and showed them to Hua Meng after being warned by Hua Meng. Then they slowly walked up to Li Hong and saluted.
Li Hong was stunned for a moment. He looked at the two people who were saluting in front of him, and then looked at Wang Bo and Yang Jiong who were facing each other across the water. It seemed that the Four Great Talents of the Early Tang Dynasty had gathered here by accident.
Lu Zhaolin and Luo Binwang were only two years apart in age. At that time, both were serving in Yizhou. Lu Zhaolin was the commander of Yizhou, while Luo Binwang was the ceremonial officer. The two appeared in Chang'an together as they had made an appointment to go on an outing, but they did not expect to meet Li Hong and others here.
Li Hong took a look at the Four Talented Poets of the Early Tang Dynasty and lost all interest in stealing poems and composing them with them.
What's more, this poem by Wang Bo also vaguely exposed his political ambitions and frustrations. Li Hong was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Bo's arrogant mentality.
But I also don't want the many students gathered here to immerse themselves in poetry and neglect their other studies because of Wang Bo's poem.
Furthermore, Wang Bo resigned from school and returned home at this time because he could not stand the fact that the Hongwenguan and the Imperial College were gradually becoming multi-disciplinary instead of focusing on poetry and prose.
This meant that he, who had been known as a child prodigy since childhood, was unable to realize his greatest value, so he decided to drop out of school and return home early.
The four of them all enjoyed a good reputation in Chang'an when they were young. Now that they were gathered together, it naturally aroused the enthusiasm of many other students, who were encouraging the four of them to have a poetry competition.
Li Hong sighed in his heart. It was a good thing that the literary style was gradually flourishing, but if everyone was literary, then the national fortune, military power and status of the Tang Dynasty would become worse and worse. Otherwise, in history, after the mother came to power, there would not be a martial arts champion to revitalize the military power of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Hong looked at the high spirits of the crowd, and saw every eager and expectant face, and suddenly asked: "Since everyone thinks that Wang Bo's poem "Ode to the Wind" is a good poem, then I would like to test you. Where does the wind between heaven and earth come from? How is it formed? Why are there big and small ones? We sing about the wind, use the wind to describe people, or use the wind to express our aspirations, but do we really understand the wind?"
Unexpectedly, the prince asked such an abstract question! Where else can the wind come from? Of course it comes from the wind.
Just when everyone was puzzled, Wang Bo's face seemed to turn a little red. He vaguely realized that his resignation from school had obviously made the prince unhappy. This "questioning of the wind" was obviously to remind himself not to be too ambitious.
But as to where the wind comes from and how it is formed, I am afraid that no one in the world has ever investigated this question. We only know that the wind is strong or weak, but where it comes from... I am afraid that no one in the world can answer this question of the prince.
Not only Wang Bo fell into awkward contemplation, but also Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin and Luo Binwang. Poets led by them all liked the wind, but they found it difficult to explain what the wind was.
Li Xian, Li Zhe, Li Shangjin and other princes, especially Li Xian and Li Zhe, were full of disdain and whispered: "Humph, just wait and see, the fifth prince will definitely know where the wind comes from."
Li Zhe also responded in a low voice: "But how did he know that? Why doesn't he study hard, but still knows so much? Oh, let's go to his Chongwen Hall, what do you think?"
Li Hong looked at the puzzled expressions of the crowd with satisfaction, and smiled slightly, saying, "We can use the wind to write poems, express our aspirations, and describe people. We also know that the wind can make ships drift with the current. But no one is willing to explore how the wind is formed? Therefore, learning is not just about reciting poems and writing essays. There are many kinds of learning that we need to explore. Even the wind that we cannot touch is also an extremely important learning if you can study it thoroughly."
Some people among the crowd already understood the prince's meaning. Although Wang Bo won his praise with his poems, it did not mean that he had the prince's approval.
At the same time, a question arose in everyone's mind. Could it be that the prince raised such an abstract question to embarrass everyone because Wang Bo's poem stole the limelight?
Li Hong looked at the different expressions on everyone's faces and naturally knew what they were thinking.
As he walked towards the table, he said, "Our Great Tang needs poets like Wang Bo to provide us with cultural wealth. Poetry and prose can cultivate our sentiments, enrich our spiritual world, and make the culture of our Great Tang grow and surpass the cultures of other countries. But..."
Li Hong walked to the table and motioned Bai Chun to fill a glass that had been prepared long ago with water.
Li Hong leaned over and picked up a thin piece of paper. He looked at the silent crowd and slowly continued, "But we must never have the paranoid idea that 'everything is inferior, only reading is superior'. Why? It's because of this thing in my hand!"
At some point, a piece of light white paper was tightly covering the crystal clear glass filled with water in Li Hong's hand.
At this moment, Li Hong turned the glass full of water upside down in front of everyone, but the water inside did not leak out, not even a drop of water was spilled.
Everyone looked at Li Hong's action and couldn't help but exclaimed! Even Bai Chun beside him was the same, looking at the glass in Li Hong's hand with incredible eyes, which was turned upside down but did not spill a drop of water.
Gao An, Hua Meng and others had witnessed with their own eyes Li Hong fishing out copper coins from the boiling oil pan in the Linhu Palace. But at this moment, they were stunned when they saw a full cup of water, which was covered by a thin piece of paper so that not a drop was spilled.
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