Senior Brother Jia Shao was going to write a poem, and the whole audience was excited.
Someone was anxious to hand Jia Shao paper and pen.
But Meng Shen laughed and said, "I heard that Brother Jia Shao was in Mengjin. He climbed up the Hongyan Tower and looked down at the Yellow River. He was inspired. He immediately wrote a poem on the Hongyan Tower."
"Then when you come to Luoyang, don't use paper and pen, write it in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion, how about that?"
These words immediately drew a crowd of cheers!
Even Zhao Heng and Qi Dongliang nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.
This Peony Literary Festival was really well organized, and the story of the five talented scholars debating to save Xiao Zhen has long been sung throughout the world.
Luoyang became very famous because of this.
If there is another classic peony poem, it would be a real jackpot!
Amidst the excited cheers.
Cui Xian stood up from the table and smiled brightly: "Okay, in that case, I will show you how to perform."
Zhou Feiran shook his head and laughed: "I don't believe a word you say. You said you were making a fool of yourself, but the next moment you easily wrote a masterpiece!"
He Xu picked up a jar of wine and said with a smile: "In that case, I will prepare a jar of wine first. When you finish writing, we will wait in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion and drink together!"
“Cheers to this meeting!”
Speaking of which, on the day when the literary gathering began, they met each other in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion and became friends because of a debate on scriptures.
Today's literary gathering is about to end.
Drinking together in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion again, my mood was completely different from before.
Su Qi picked up the brush and ink and said with a smile, "I'll grind the ink for you."
So, Su Qi ground the ink and He Xu held the wine.
He was accompanied by Zhou Feiran, Meng Shen, Zhao Heng and Qi Dongliang.
Under the witness of countless people's expectations.
Jia Shao, wearing a smoky blue gown, walked into the Exiled Immortal Pavilion, took the pen handed to him by Su Qi, and wrote on the beam in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion:
"Appreciating Peonies at the Exiled Immortal Pavilion in Luoyang".
The poem has not been started yet, only the name has been given.
Loud and excited cheers rang out from the crowd.
After taking a closer look, who else could it be but Yan Siyuan and a bunch of black fans?
Speaking of which.
The rumors that "Jia Shao is the leader of the anti-Xian alliance" and "Jia Shao is going to Kaifeng to teach the political prodigy Cui Xian a lesson" were spread by this group of people.
However, Jia Shao himself did not refute the rumor.
Therefore, more and more people, even Su Qi, began to murmur.
Amid the cheers of Yan Siyuan and other little black fans.
Jia Shao wrote the first line of the poem firmly on the beam with his powerful pen: "The peony in front of the courtyard is so beautiful that it has no style."
After seeing this sentence, people subconsciously shifted their gaze to look at the clusters of peonies outside the Exiled Immortal Pavilion.
It hasn't bloomed yet though.
The word "charming" is enough to make people imagine its enchanting and beautiful appearance after it blooms.
But what’s interesting is that after the word “妖”, there are the two words “无格”.
Wu Ge: lacking in character.
Before praising one thing, belittle another thing first. This is a creative technique often used by poets, called: contrast.
To put it simply and crudely, it means: pulling down and stepping down.
"The lotus on the pond is pure and sentimental."
Good job!
You are just putting someone down with just one sentence!
Punch the peony and kick the lotus.
Zhao Heng and Qi Dongliang silently looked at the tender lotus buds that had just emerged from the water in the pond beside them. They seemed calm, but in fact they were a little panicked.
Brother, take it easy!
It doesn’t mean that you can’t pull others down.
But you have trampled on these two noble flowers so harshly, how should you write next?
Not to mention the two officials.
A group of scholars in the Jingu Garden and talented men such as Su Qi in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion all narrowed their eyes, waiting for Jia Shao to make his big move.
Some people even couldn't help it and subconsciously walked forward several steps, craning their necks to watch.
Jia Shao in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion did not disappoint everyone's expectations.
He put down his brush and dipped it in ink again, and then, under the gaze of countless astonished eyes, he wrote in one go:
"Only the peony is the true national beauty, and when it blooms, the whole city of Luoyang is moved!"
The whole audience was speechless for a moment.
In silence, Jia Shao put down his pen.
Perhaps, it was because all the peonies in the garden were praised so highly that they expressed great satisfaction.
Or maybe it's a coincidence.
The moment Jia Shao finished writing his poem.
The cool breeze of late spring came from afar, passing through pavilions, towers, and houses in the market, and came to the Jingu Garden.
Jia Shao's smoky blue gown fluttered in the wind.
The garden is filled with swaying peony flowers, with petals of various colors falling down, creating a dreamlike beauty.
Although the flowering period is about to end.
But this situation and this scene are definitely worthy of the three words "shaking Luo City"!
Prefect Zhao Heng was the first to come to his senses. He looked at Jia Shao in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion and said excitedly, "Great! What a great line, 'Only the peony is truly the most beautiful flower in the world, and the city of Luoyang is moved when it blooms'!"
"Sir, you are so talented!"
As Zhao Heng finished speaking.
Everyone in the Jingu Garden reacted and savored the poem "Appreciating Peonies in the Exiled Immortal Pavilion in Luoyang". The more they savored it, the more excited they became, and the more they admired it!
While chatting and laughing, a masterpiece is born!
Just ask who else!
If the ardent and admiring gazes at this moment could be transformed into reality, then these gazes would be enough to "ignite" Jia Shao!
"We are so lucky to witness the birth of a masterpiece!"
"Only the peony is the true national beauty. When it blooms, the whole city of Luoyang moves! From today on, the peony poem has a masterpiece!"
"Senior Brother Jia Shao is truly unparalleled in talent!"
“I think even if that little prodigy Cui Xian came, he would have to admit defeat!”
Jia Shao's poem inspired and impressed the whole audience.
He even learned his idol's method of 'writing poems to criticize' and started to criticize the young prodigy Choi Hyun on the spot!
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