This night, Shili Pinghu is destined to be sleepless!
Fu Xiaoguan did not go to Liuyuntai after all. The tens of thousands of talented men and beautiful women in Liuyuntai were a little disappointed, but this disappointment did not affect their excitement.
With the announcement of the second list, Fu Xiaoguan won the first place again, and the crowd went crazy again.
Especially when the five poems he wrote were hung one by one on the Liuyun Tower by Tang Zhuguo, all the students were shocked by these poems, and all the women were intoxicated by them.
What kind of genius could create such beautiful poetry?
Please listen to "A Plum Blossom Cut, Rain Beats Pear Blossoms, Close the Door Deeply":
Close the door tightly as the rain hits the pear blossoms.
It is a waste of youth. It is a waste of youth.
Who can I share my enjoyable moments with?
Enchanted under the flowers, enchanted under the moon.
Worry gathers in my brows, and I frown all day long.
Thousands of cry marks, ten thousand cry marks.
Watch the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening,
I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit.
This is a poem written for the painting of pear blossoms, which describes the artistic conception vividly!
It is a kind of lovesickness tortured by the isolation of time and space. The upper and lower parts intersect and complement each other, going back and forth, and vividly showing the image of a lonely woman missing her lover at the tip of the pen, making it jump onto the paper.
"What a wonderful line! When I walk, I miss you; when I sit, I miss you! It's absolutely wonderful! I can die without regrets if I can see this poem today!"
"I'm so touched. Could it be that Mr. Fu is hurt by love?"
"I'm going to find Fu Xiaoguan. I miss him. Don't stop me!"
"No, look at his other poems!"
“…”
On the top of Guanyun Tower.
Empress Dowager Xi sat back in front of the tea table. She looked up at Emperor Wen, who was currently immersed in the poem "Yi Jian Mei".
This poem was tailor-made for him, even though he had seen it before!
He seemed to see in this poem the vivid expression of Xu Yunqing, who was missing him behind closed doors!
That delicate, talented and infatuated woman, she gave up her youth for me, shed tears, and broke her heart, but in the end she passed away, and there will never be another time when we can sit and watch the clouds rise and share the intoxicating sight of pear blossom tea.
He put the poem away, not daring to savor it carefully. Instead, he took a deep breath and said to Nangong Yiyu calmly, "After the morning court tomorrow, bring Fu Xiaoguan to see me in the imperial study."
…
Downstairs of Guanyun Tower.
The five poems written by Fu Xiaoguan have been posted up, and the crowd is surging like a tide.
"Oh my god... this is truly the God of Literature descending to earth!"
"So back at Hanling Temple, when you said he had lost his talent, that was ridiculous! You don't even know what genius is! Let me tell you...!"
Qin Wenzhe was extremely excited at this moment. He faced the students, raised his arms and shouted, "My dear teacher, your talent and knowledge spans ancient and modern times, and he can compose a poem in three steps! How dare you, scumbags, slander him, defame him... Discussing morality and writing in front of my dear teacher, you are nothing!"
The originally surging crowd suddenly fell silent.
None of the students had any intention of resisting—this was the truth, how could they resist? The words they had said were still lingering in their ears, and Fu Xiaoguan's poems were hanging here.
If Fu Xiaoguan is really just a name, then who the hell has the ability to write better poems than this?
Therefore, all the students were ashamed. Even the students from Yi and Huang countries, although they hated Fu Xiaoguan in their hearts, still had to bow their heads and admire his talent.
After a few breaths, a Wu Dynasty student muttered, "Little Official Fu... is our eldest prince."
All the students of Wu Dynasty were stunned. Yes, he is the eldest prince of our Wu Dynasty. What are you, a Yu person, shouting at me?
Then, some Wu Dynasty students shouted loudly: "The eldest prince is mighty!"
"Long live the eldest prince!"
"The prosperity of the Wu Dynasty's literary affairs is just around the corner!"
"We will definitely submit a petition to the people, requesting that Your Majesty appoint the eldest prince as Crown Prince. We, the students, will follow His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's lead!"
The noise of the crowd was like a frenzy.
Everyone in Liuyun Tower laughed. Although Fu Xiaoguan did not come, he conquered everyone with his talent and knowledge.
Nangong Dongxue had a smile on her face, and her mind was on the scene when she first met Fu Xiaoguan outside the Pear Garden in Yunqing Villa a few days ago.
He was a very clean boy.
The boy had a sunny face.
He sat down casually and chatted with the Queen Mother casually, saying many Zen words, but he was actually trying to persuade the Queen Mother.
He speaks elegantly and behaves gracefully.
He said that in the decades of his life, he just wanted to live for himself.
He also said that everyone has their own ambitions, and the boy really has no ambitions, and all he wants to do is be a leisurely small landlord.
But now he has become the eldest prince of the great Wu Dynasty. In the near future, his name will be recorded in the golden book of the royal family, and it seems that he will soon become the ruler of the Eastern Palace.
So, by that time, would it be possible for him to just be an idle small landlord?
Nangong Dongxue has been studying the teachings of sages since childhood and often accompanies the empress dowager. She knows everything about the palace.
Being a good emperor respected by all people is not an easy task. I am afraid that his ideal will die here.
Then, the third list was released.
Fu Xiaoguan won first place again without any suspense!
After the inscription of "Praise of the Humble Dwelling" was posted, the huge Liuyuntai fell into silence.
Everyone looked at the inscription and was deeply immersed in it.
The so-called inscription is to express one's aspirations, and although Fu Xiaoguan's "Praise of the Humble House" is not long, it is profound; although it is not profound, it is broad in scope!
The whole article is less than a hundred words, but it expresses Fu Xiaoguan's noble thoughts, who lives in a humble room but has a calm mind.
This is a humble room, but my virtue is fragrant.
There are great scholars among whom to talk and laugh, and no unlearned people among whom to associate.
No music to disturb the ears, no paperwork to tire the body...
So, Fu Xiaoguan likes quietness, so he didn’t come tonight!
The students seemed to know what kind of person Fu Xiaoguan was from this inscription. They had previously complained that he did not come to attend this grand ceremony, but now they understood that fame and fortune were no longer important to him.
He was detached from this mundane world, so he could write such a perfect couplet as 'Buddhahood is originally one vehicle, but its roots are different, hence there are lower vehicle, middle vehicle, higher vehicle and higher vehicle'.
It is precisely because of this state that is difficult for mortals to reach that he was able to write such indifference as "Looking back at the desolate place, I return home, with neither wind nor rain nor clear sky."
It is precisely because he has insight into the true meaning of love that he has such a complicated feeling of love as "I look at the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening, I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit."
At the same time, a copy of "Praise of the Humble Dwelling" was also sent to the fifth floor.
Empress Dowager Xi took a look at it, smiled calmly, and handed it to Emperor Wen.
"This child is a pure and exquisite person. Your Majesty will have to spend more time and effort to cultivate him in the future. His laziness does seem to be genuine, but his temperament needs to be gradually improved."
Emperor Wen deeply agreed with this.
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