Chapter 104 This horse riding is a poet descending to earth!
As soon as Changsun Chong said these words, Cheng Chumo was stunned.
"Famous in history? Isn't this a joke?"
His biggest pursuit is to be famous in history, but...he has known it since he was a child.
There are not many people who make history by reading books and writing books. Most of these people write history.
Those who leave their names in history are usually military generals.
No matter how good you are at writing poems, how many have been famous since ancient times?
So Cheng Chumo chose to practice martial arts.
Because of this, Chang Sun Chong's words shocked him.
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Based on Cheng Chumo’s understanding of Changsun Chong.
This grandson is usually a bit naughty and always leaves room for words.
Whenever something is ten percent, Changsun Chong would only say seven percent, leaving a third of the baggage to reserve his opinion.
But this time, I got a perfect score directly.
Doesn't it mean...
Cheng Chu took a deep breath, "Is this young master so talented at poetry?"
"If his name goes down in history, wouldn't he be the same as Qu Yuan?"
Changsun Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"I don't know if Qu Zi is so exaggerated, but Uncle Wang Fuchou...you should have seen him."
As he spoke, he gestured to the people under the table with his eyes.
Cheng Chu watched silently.
I was suddenly surprised.
Because Wang Fuchou also had a face full of horror!
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Wang Fuchou was the son of Wang Tong, Fang Xuanling's mentor. Naturally, he was the same generation as Fang Xuanling and belonged to the elders.
Of course, just being an "elder" is not enough to convince Cheng Chumo.
But this Wang Fuchou was one of the rare scholars recognized by his father Cheng Yaojin.
Regardless of his official position or military exploits, his pure literary name convinced even a rough guy like Cheng Yaojin.
Cheng Chumo, who was convinced by his father, naturally knew that the weight was definitely not light.
But at this moment... even this elder is shocked and confused by this poem.
One can imagine what level of work this poem is!
Cheng Yaojin was completely stunned. This man was simply too powerful, wasn't he?!
Musical art and poetic talent are two great talents!
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In the midst of this shock.
Cui Pinyu's face turned completely dark.
The moment he listened to the poem, he understood... He was afraid that he would never be able to write such a poem even if he studied it for several more lifetimes.
Taking the piano as the starting point, the chants are chanted layer by layer, with a fair and balanced rhythm.
The emotions are hidden, yet extremely pure and strong.
What is eulogized is Liu Bei’s monarch and his ministers, but also the heroic ideal of the Northern Expedition to restore the Han Dynasty, and the unswerving emotion towards the ideal despite death...
And this pure emotion towards ideals exactly corresponds to the original purpose of "music" - lyricism!
But the organizer also said that this piano is still a national treasure of the ancient Thai country.
After the death of the Later Kingdom, it spread to the Tang Dynasty.
It also corresponds to the core theme of Wang Di Chun Xin Tuo Du Juan.
Is this horse riding a poetic talent?
This horse riding is like the immortal poet descending to earth!
Then, Wang Fuchou took a deep breath, bowed his head to Li Sheng and touched the ground...
"We, the students, are blind and do not recognize the teachings of immortals... I am disrespectful, please forgive me, sir!"
That's right, at this moment, Wang Fuchou, in his extreme shock, had already regarded Li Sheng as an immortal!
He knelt down and worshiped Li Sheng directly!
"Disciple Wang Fuchou, I beg you to be worshiped by the Immortal!"
The moment Wang Fuchou fell to his knees, countless other scholars also woke up.
"Everyone, please pay attention, Wenquxing has descended to earth!"
"Bless me quickly, worship me quickly!"
"Thanks to Wen Quxing, I won't fail the imperial examination next year!"
"Wen Quxing is the best, please pay homage to me from this generation!"
"Wen Quxing is above, and I will be bowed down to you three times by my juniors!"
"Wenquxing is above, I will accept this junior..."
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Wow!
In the blink of an eye, a large area fell to their knees.
Cui Pinyu's face was completely ashen this time. Everything in front of his eyes was completely black and he couldn't see anything.
but……
He was still unwilling.
Why!
Cui Pinyu asked himself angrily in his heart, and the fists of his hands clenched unconsciously.
I, Cui Pinyu, come from the Cui family of Qinghe.
I have been surrounded by countless famous teachers since I was a child, and I have met countless great people in the world.
Doesn’t everyone have all this? This condition was accumulated by my father’s family over countless years of hard work!
And this small vendor.
At best, it would only be ten years of hard study.
"I'm not convinced...I'm not convinced..."
Cui Pinyu almost cried blood from the corners of her eyes.
"Why should I lose to you the advantages I have accumulated over several generations by studying hard for ten years...Why, why..."
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly again:
"Don't be fooled by him!"
"This man has been practicing the piano for many years. He must have written poems about the piano a long time ago. Today, he obviously composed a poem on the spot, but he used his inventory to fool him!"
"I, Cui Pinyu, the Cui clan of Qinghe, hereby swear that if I give you three questions and you cannot compose a poem within seven steps, you will never take this piano away!"
"If you can do it, I, Cui Pinyu, am willing to end my relationship with the Cui family of Qinghe and become a slave to you from now on!"
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Cui Pinyu shouted loudly.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on it.
Countless pairs of eyes were glaring at this moment, and those who were not glaring had their brows furrowed.
At this time, even some of the silent family members in the crowd were dissatisfied.
Why is this guy still arguing?
Even if you win by arguing, wouldn't this be too disgraceful?
To make things difficult for people to write poems is not to insult the word "family"! After all, you are doing this in officialdom, and it's not like everyone won't help you. How can you do this on the street?
Cheng Chu was silent and rolled up his sleeves on the spot.
For such a bullying dude to be able to live in Chang'an until now, he only feels ashamed of His Majesty!
However, Changsun Chong still held him back.
"Chang Sun Chong, what are you doing? Can you stand looking at this kind of person?"
"Be silent and don't be impatient..."
"I ride on a horse..."
"Chu Mo, Chu Mo! Listen to me first, your official business is important, your official business is important..."
"You ask me again whether my father believes in me..."
"It's not like this Chumo, you don't understand the rules here." Changsun Chong knew the power of the Qinghe Cui family better than Cheng Chumo.
Although he has been hit hard recently, he is still a centipede after all.
Why was it "heavy hit" instead of disappearing directly? His Majesty was furious.
This shows that no matter what the Qinghe Cui family says, they still have the ability to talk to the court.
Changsun Chong had to find another reason, and this reason was not a lie, but the real situation.
"Chu Mo, there are people in your army who can't beat you in a fight. Do you think it's up to the commander to take charge?"
"this……"
Cheng Chu was silently stunned.
Of course he knew that superiors had no control over fights in the army.
At this time, either they will be punished or they will be sent to different military camps, but in any case, the officers cannot "act righteously".
If the officer takes action, the person who was beaten will be beaten again, and even harder.
Then this situation now...
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I really can't help.
Seeing the hesitation on Cheng Chumo's face, Changsun Chong also came closer and continued.
"This little brother can only pass this test by himself. If he can't pass it, that person will criticize him in the future, and it will be difficult for other scholars to speak for him. Do you understand?"
