Chapter 167 Luoshen Fu
"In the fifth year of Zhongping, I went to the capital and returned to Luochuan. The ancients said: The god of this water was named Mi Fei. I was moved by Song Yu's affairs about the goddess of the King of Chu, so I wrote this poem. His words said: "
"I came from the capital and returned to my hometown in the east. I walked on Yique, crossed the turquoise, passed Tonggu, and Lingjingshan. When the day fell west, my carriages and horses were irritated. Then I drove to Henggao, fed the horses and horses in Zhitian, and looked up to Yanglin, and flowed into Luochuan."
When the first few verses were recited from Yang Ling's mouth, the poetry meeting scene became quiet instantly.
Cao Pi and Cao Qing also calmed down and listened with others.
But they wanted to hear Yang Ling's level so as to seize the opportunity to mock him.
But as Yang Ling continued to recite, everyone's face changed!
"...Grace like a stunning geese, gentle like a dragon. The glorious autumn chrysanthemums and lush spring pine. It seems like the light clouds covering the moon, floating like the flowing wind returning to the snow..."
This rhetoric...is it too fucking gorgeous?
Even a literati of average level can tell the cleverness of it!
"...I ordered my servant to go and go to the east road. I will return to the east road. I will hold the bridle and resist the strategy, and I will linger and unable to go!"
Yang Ling's complete recitation was assisted, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, when I was in school, the Chinese teacher was strict and responsible, and forced the whole class to recite this "The Goddess of Luo River".
Otherwise, how could I still be able to recite the full text after so many years?
Yang Ling took a sip of tea and looked at everyone present.
Although he has recited the complete article, everyone is still immersed in the "Fu of the Goddess of Luo River" and cannot extricate themselves for a long time!
Nothing else.
Just because this essay is so beautiful and unique!
Compared with it, all the poems, songs and essays in the world are almost eclipsed!
Unexpectedly, Yang Ling is so talented that he can make such a masterpiece that heirlooms!
No wonder he would say that poetry, songs and essays are tricks. Yes, with such talent, there is no need to take poetry, songs and essays into consideration!
Cao Pi's expression changed drastically!
Like his father Cao Cao and younger brother Cao Zhi, he was a man who was well-read in poetry and books.
Naturally, we can judge the pros and cons of this essay!
It is no exaggeration to describe it as a masterpiece of eternity!
The words and sentences in it are expressed contain unique beauty, which makes people unable to help but be amazed!
No, no, how can you praise Yang Ling?
Cao Pi on the other side was also moved by his expression!
In his opinion, Yang Ling's fu is neat, with beautiful rhetoric, and extremely rich imagination.
The most important thing is that Cao Pi can feel the resonance from it!
He felt that this article was particularly familiar, as if he had been living in Yangling's shadow.
Cao Qing looked at Yang Ling's beautiful eyes, and was full of shock!
Her father and brother are both literary masters, and she has been influenced by literature since she was a child. Of course, she knows how amazing Yang Ling's essay is!
However, unlike a talented man like Cao Pi and Cao Zhi, Cao Qing felt more about it from this, he was sad, frustrated and unable to get it!
Which strange woman can make him so sad and sad?
Cao Qing felt inexplicably painful, and tears almost slid down.
"Sister... He is so talented. If you don't like him, I will go and say to my dad, betroth him."
Cao Hua, who was beside him, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and whispered.
Cao Qing just glared at her coldly and spit out a word.
"roll!"
After a long silence, Cao Pi finally came back from his shock and couldn't help but say,
"Do you dare to ask if this essay has a name?"
"The Goddess of Luo."
"The Goddess of Luo?"
Cao Pi whispered in a low voice, then raised his head, his eyes were particularly bright, and he exclaimed,
"Mr. Use words and figures as exquisite. Every sentence is exquisite and every paragraph is gorgeous. The true feelings, the rich imagination, the strange scenery, the delicate characters, the skillful rhetoric, and the vivid portrayals are really fascinating and admiring!"
"Young Master Zi Jian is too famous. If you talk about your talent, you will still be the first to recommend you and the general in this world."
Yang Ling waved his hand quickly.
He is not a shameless person, and he is somewhat embarrassed in front of the original author.
"You are polite sir!"
Cao Pi is solemn and authentic,
"I'm not sure about it. I was arrogant before, and I was just a talented man in the world, but I was not as good as me."
"But after meeting the sir, I realized the truth about someone outside the world."
"The talent in the world is like a stone. The gentleman takes over eight dou. I and my father get one, and the other scholars share one dou together!"
These words can be said to have raised Yang Ling's status to the point that he is above all the literati of the world!
But the talented men present were not dissatisfied at all, but nodded with conscience!
Because Yang Ling's "The Goddess of Luo River" is really enough to surpass everyone!
All the works of the world are eclipsed before them.
"It's getting late. Mr. Zihuan, Mr. Zijian, and Miss Cao, let's take the lead and go back."
Yang Ling stood up with a smile.
"Sir, please go slowly."
Cao Zhi was respectful and authentic.
Cao Pi also squeezed out a smile on his face, but he cursed his mother in his heart.
Today, he clearly intends to ruin Yang Ling and become a laughing stock in the world.
Now it's great, he made him pretend to be such a big pussy all at once.
After today, I am afraid that Yang Ling will be completely famous all over the world!
Yang Ling bowed to the people and left with ease.
Looking at his back, Cao Qing felt inexplicably lost, and she had the urge to call him!
But when I thought about the fact that I didn’t even say hello to Yang Ling when I sat down just now, I felt extremely regretful!
After Yang Ling left, although today's poetry meeting was going on normally, almost everyone was left with interest.
After all, there is such a shocking "The Goddess of Luo River" where others will show their works again, which is undoubtedly a bit of humiliation.
Seeing this, Cao Zhi could only announce the end of today's poetry meeting.
...
General's Mansion.
Cao Cao was discussing political affairs with Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, Jia Xu and others.
At this moment, a spy from the school office rushed over.
He didn't say much, but just handed the note in his hand to Cao Cao.
Cao Cao took the note and took a casual look, but his body suddenly shook!
His expression changed, he sat upright, staring at the note in his hand carefully and started to look at it.
Seeing Cao Cao's appearance, Xun Yu, Guo Jia and others looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
What happened that shocked the lord so much?
After a while, Cao Cao finished reading the memorial, but he sighed.
"Yang Ling is really very literary. I really underestimated him before!"
Hearing this, the few people were even more surprised. Why did the lord suddenly mention Yang Ling?
Seeing their puzzled expressions, Cao Cao explained,
"You should know that Zijian will hold poetry meetings outside the city on weekdays and invite talented people from all over the world to attend?"
Everyone nodded.
Because Cao Zhi's identity and talent are there, as long as he can get his praise, he will become famous all over the world.
Many talented men who are successful in order to make a name for themselves go there to participate.
So the poetry meeting held by Cao Zhi was very famous as the Yuedan Review held by the Xu brothers.
Chapter completed!