He Xi had felt a little guilty towards Fu Zhong before. But in this situation, this trace of guilt has disappeared.
Yes, He Xi regretted what she said back then. She should have known that she shouldn't have spoken so fully that she slapped herself in the face. However, there was never any marriage contract between Princess Anqing and Fu Zhong. It was only the Fu family.
Wishful thinking. When a family has a daughter, hundreds of families want her. This is an ordinary thing.
Not to mention, now he and Princess Anqing have confirmed their wedding date.
At this time, Fu Zhong was still entangled in this matter. He Xi could only tolerate it because of his previous wrongdoing. When he did such a thing, the little affection between him and Fu Zhong was gone.
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However, the feud with Fu Zhong is a matter of the future. He has to deal with the current situation.
He Xi said: "Reporting to your majesty, I have gained something. I will write a new song and lyrics for Linjiang Xiandu. It can be for your majesty and make you smile with all the generals."
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned and said, "Scholar Song is here."
"Old minister is here." Song Lian stood up tremblingly.
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Song Scholar is a great master in the literary world. Please listen to the new songs of the younger generation for me."
Song Lian said: "Old minister, I obey the order."
He Xi swallowed a sip of saliva. Although he could not be called tone-deaf, his voice was not very good either. He just sang in KTV. He was very nervous to sing in front of so many people today. Fortunately, he had gone through these few people in the Ming Dynasty.
Yue, attending various occasions, it can be regarded as tempered. He just paused briefly and sang loudly: "The rolling water of the Yangtze River passes eastward, the waves wash away the heroes, right and wrong, success and failure turn around, the country is still there, the sunset is red several times
.The white-haired fisherman on the riverside is used to looking at the autumn moon and the spring breeze, happily meeting each other over a pot of turbid wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are laughed at and talked about."
He Xi's voice is not very good, and her singing ability is just not out of tune.
But the requirements for singers are different in ancient and modern times.
There are standards for modern people to sing.
But for the ancient scholar-bureaucrats, singing was a way of expressing their aspirations. As long as the song was not too unpleasant, it didn't matter. What mattered was what was sung.
This is also a Chinese characteristic. When Chinese people listen to songs, the most important thing is lyrics. Even if it is the same melody but with different lyrics, the acceptance will be different. It is for this reason.
Therefore, as long as He Xi's singing is not unpleasant, not many people care.
Song Lian listened to He Xi's singing and was silent for a long time. Suddenly two lines of thick tears fell down and he said: "He Xiaoyou's words have entered my heart. I am old and I should give up to He Xiaoyou. In the literary world of the Ming Dynasty, he can be regarded as a successor."
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"It's just that the tone is desolate and old-fashioned, but it's not suitable for young people. Why would you encourage me to do it?"
As a famous figure in the literary world, Song Lian can naturally hear the seemingly open-mindedness behind this word, but it also implies a unwillingness.
This is Yang Shen's masterpiece in his later years. It is said that Yang Shen was the only son of the Prime Minister. He was successful at a young age and was only a freshman in high school. However, due to the etiquette, he was sent to Yunnan and could not return home. He lived in the border areas of Yunnan.
When you are approaching old age, what sighs do you have? It’s all in this word.
It also fits Song Lian’s mentality very well.
Song Lian was not an official in the Yuan Dynasty. Later, he served as an advisor to Zhu Yuanzhang and served as the prince's tutor. There was a honeymoon period between him and Zhu Yuanzhang. He could not be said to be obedient, but he and his ministers knew each other well.
Now that he was getting old, he saw that he had abandoned the king. Because of the prince, he was in a situation where he could not advance or retreat. His two sons were implicated in the death of the country's laws. The old wife could not bear it and passed away.
Moreover, Song Lian's situation was not too bad among the scholar-bureaucrats in the late Yuan Dynasty. It could even be said to be good.
Zhu Yuanzhang had previously resorted to ruthless tactics because these scholar-officials in the late Yuan Dynasty were unwilling to be loyal to him. Many of Song Lian's teachers and friends died at the hands of Zhu Yuanzhang.
Song Lian sometimes asked himself: What does his life mean? No matter it is a grain of sand in the troubled times of the late Yuan Dynasty, it will be just a joke in the future.
"Good words, good words." Xu Da, who had been silent all the time, couldn't help but said: "What a good word. Your Majesty, I think of many old brothers."
As soon as Xu Da said this, the veterans fell silent.
Zhu Yuanzhang was also filled with emotion, and he was a bit drunk at this moment. He said: "Hu Dahai, Hua Yun, Geng Junyong, Feng Guoyong, Chang Yuchun, these old brothers are no longer here." Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the chopsticks and said: "He
Xi, how to sing this word? You can teach me."
It is not difficult to sing this tune, but it is very difficult to sing it well.
He Xi only taught him a few times, and Zhu Yuanzhang got it right. Zhu Yuanzhang tapped the dishes in front of him with chopsticks, and Xu Da and other old brothers also joined in. For a while, he sang this poem with drunkenness, howling and crying.
As they sang, I didn’t know if they were getting drunk. Several veterans suddenly burst into tears.
A familiar face from the past flashed through their minds.
At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang was very high-spirited, and the generals who followed him were all in their prime, and had absolutely no selfish intentions towards each other. They worked together to conquer the world. Many of their old brothers died in the battle.
Many of the deaths were tragic. For example, Huayun Shou Taiping was captured by Chen Youliang, but failed to persuade him to surrender. He was tied to a boulder and sunk in the Yangtze River. As for those who died in battle or were killed by traitors, we don't know how many.
Now Zhu Yuanzhang also has gray hair early, and his brothers were all gray back then.
This feeling, this scene, this word, this song, what's the point of not crying?
To be honest, He Xi did not expect this situation.
Upon seeing this, Mei Yin said: "Brother He, today you will become famous all over the world."
He Xi said: "Brother Mei, you're too polite. It's just a trivial matter, how can it be famous all over the world?"
Mei Yin said: "Otherwise," he looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, you are better than Han Gao in every aspect. Han Gao has great wind songs. In fact, it is a pity that your Majesty cannot save himself. Once this song came out, it was comparable to
.The lyrics and music are perfect, and within a hundred days, they will be spread all over the world.”
He Xi did not expect such a reason, but good literary and artistic works have the influence to travel through time and space. This one is nothing.
But this kind of fame is not what he wants.
Mei Yin said: "By the way, do you have any other old works?"
He Xi coughed slightly, and said in a slightly louder voice: "No, I have always admired Li Yian. I think he is the best if his lyrics can be composed and sung. As for Su Xin, he has been very popular since then, but he has gone astray.
That’s right. It’s not the right way to write poetry.”
"Nowadays, the songs and lyrics are mostly cliche, so I don't compose new songs or lyrics. This one is the only one that I think is good. The others are unsightly and I don't dare to make people laugh."
He Xi turned to look at Fu Zhong and said, "If Brother Fu hadn't forced me to do so, I would have thought carefully about this word and wouldn't reveal it to others easily."
Tang poetry and Song lyrics are the peak of Chinese culture. After the Ming and Qing Dynasties, although there were some very good poems, He Xi did not know that in his impression, there were only a few dozen poems in the Ming and Qing Dynasties that were good.
If he picks up one today, he will continue to sing poems from now on.
If he can get one song, how many more can he get in the future.
Many people have a misunderstanding, that is, they think that many poets have written little because they don't have many works. In fact, this is not the case. Scholars and officials write poems when they say goodbye and miss each other. Even when everyone goes out for gatherings, they also write poems.
The reason why not many of them have been handed down is because these poems are not good and have little circulation value.
Just like Qianlong's 40,000 poems, they are all recorded, but how many do you know?
But the problem is that these poems are not good enough to be passed down. It is hard to say, but from the perspective of being passed down through the ages, not from the perspective of the poems themselves. After all, there are only a few poems that can be passed down through the ages.
And He Xi knew his own abilities. He had never been trained in ancient phonology. In the eyes of ancient scholar-bureaucrats, writing poetry was as simple as eating and drinking. But let He Xi face it. Within a year, he could write
Dozens of poems can be sent to someone, go to a banquet, write a letter, climb a mountain, swim in a lake, and all the calligraphy treasures are left behind. This is almost crazy.
It's simply impossible to cope with it.
Therefore, it should be avoided from the beginning.
It is not important whether he and Li Qingzhao’s literary concepts are consistent. What is important is that after the Southern Song Dynasty, most lyrics could not be sung and were decoupled from music. Li Qingzhao satirized this phenomenon. Therefore, he proposed new songs and new lyrics. He never avoided a large number of poems.
writing.
It's just that Fu Zhong didn't know He Xi's intention. Seeing He Xi acting like this, he just felt that He Xi was mocking him. His anger surged in his heart, and his fist suddenly became hard.
Li Qi saw this and said, "Brother Fu, let's go over there to drink. Let's go."
Fu Zhong also knew that it was nothing for him to set a trap for He Xi today. He had thought clearly before doing it. But if he did it in front of the emperor, the consequences would be very serious. At this moment, Li Qi made the step, and Fu Zhong
It went downhill.
He was pulled outside the hall by Li Qi.
Li Qi leaned against the beauty in the corridor and said to Fu Zhong: "I know what Brother Fu is thinking. But He Xi's Holy Favor is strong, and you and I, heroes like him, will not be oppressed by his villain.
It’s a matter of method.”
Fu Zhong sneered and said: "He Xi, a villain, will have to pay the price sooner or later."
Although Fu Zhong said this in his mouth, the anger in his heart was actually much lighter. He just couldn't let go of his dignity.
Although He Xi has great talent in ordnance manufacturing, in Fu Zhong's view, this is just a craftsman's talent. Therefore, in Fu Zhong's view, He Xi is far inferior to him. However, it is He Xi who
He couldn't think about winning the heart of a beautiful woman.
Although Fu Zhong was a martial artist, Fu Youde was very strict with his education. It cannot be said that he had much research on poetry, but the quality of He Xi's poem could be seen even by a blind person. Fu Zhong also
Why can't I see it?
At this moment, Fu Zhong felt that it was not unacceptable for He Xi to lose to He Xi if he had such attainments in literary talent.
But a man's face cannot be lost.
"Okay, I'll help you with this matter." Li Qi said.