Seeing that everyone was interested, the old leader Gu reluctantly presided over the literary meeting. He looked at the surrounding environment, pointed to the bamboo forest and said: "Bamboo is a gentleman, so this is the theme for today!"
Everyone praised: "Su Zi said, it is better to eat without meat than live without bamboo! This is a good question!"
Then they draw lots to divide the rhymes and come up with their own ideas.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to separate the rhyme, Hu Shilang said to Gu Lin: "Dongqiao Gong, I think you should not have become an official in the first place. If you have some power in your hands today, why would you be helpless against that primary school student!
Although this person is very talented, isn't he forced to write Songs of Burial Flowers and Songs of Golden Threads? If Duke Junchuan hadn't protected him for some reason, I would have killed him long ago!"
Gu Lin smiled and said nothing. A person like Hu Shilang who only cares about money and has no talent to squander, what does it mean to show off?
The primary school student may have been forced to live in the Huitong Hall by Hu Shilang and his gang, but how could he have been forced to write Song of Burial Flowers and Golden Thread Song? It was just that the primary school student wanted to show off.
As the host of a cultural gathering, you don’t just have to come up with questions and rhymes, you are usually responsible for reciting and commenting on other people’s works, and leading everyone to appreciate each other.
So Gu Lin looked around, ready to respond to others at any time. Suddenly, the corner of his eye moved, and he caught a glimpse of the primary school student on the steps outside who suddenly stood up first!
At this time, others have not finished imagining the poem and are all immersed in thinking. No one can stop the primary school student from reciting the poem before he can!
"Bamboo is like a hypocrite, but it is strong on the outside but hollow on the inside!" The primary school student stood on the steps, with his back to the pavilion, shaking his head and chanting loudly.
After hearing these two sentences, everyone was slightly stunned. This is not a compliment to bamboo, but a mockery?
Gu Dongqiao just said the sentence "Bamboo is like a gentleman" when he wrote the title. This poem begins with the sentence "Bamboo is like a hypocrite"? Does the pertinence need to be so obvious?
The primary school student was still shaking his head and continued to recite: "A group can block the sun; an individual can block the wind! The roots are thin and form acupuncture points, and the waist is soft and accustomed to bowing!"
You can be sure, it is indeed an anti-mainstream and anti-traditional mockery of bamboo!
But let's just ridicule it. No one feels it at all. At most, it's just that primary school students can think faster in writing, and the diction of this poem is average.
The primary school student suddenly turned around, looked at the old men in the pavilion, and read out the last two sentences casually: "The literati love this so much, and the atmosphere is the same!"
Damn it! Everyone woke up from a dream and couldn't help but curse in secret. It turned out that the primary school students were not mocking bamboo, but Neiwan and them!
Then I saw a primary school student saying with slight annoyance: "Excuse me, excuse me! When I saw this vast bamboo forest, I suddenly couldn't help but feel something, which made the old gentlemen laugh!"
Everyone suddenly felt that this topic was not good. It was written by elementary school students with such a poem of average quality but very eye-catching and ridiculed by the crowd. No matter how they wrote it, it would feel like they were being ridiculed, unless it had both diction and connotation.
An overwhelming advantage.
The atmosphere became a bit awkward. Hu Shilang, the second most annoying primary school student in the group, shouted angrily: "Shut up! I am here to sing, what does it have to do with a kid like you!"
Qin Dewei laughed, and the host Gu Lin suddenly felt something and shouted to stop him: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't recite poetry!"
It's a pity that Mr. Gu said it too late. Qin Dewei was like an arrow on the string that had to be fired, or like it was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out. He immediately chanted another song:
"Section after section, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves. I don't bloom so I don't attract bees and butterflies."
Everyone: ""
Except for Gu Lin, no one else had ever seen such a scene with their own eyes. The talent that could not be hidden was revealed in his body, as if every move he made was poetic.
Unexpectedly, there was another very exquisite bamboo poem casually, with unique connotations, and it also cleverly responded to Hu Shilang's accusation.
Mr. Luo Feng, a local senior, stood up and begged Qin Dewei sincerely: "Kid, please go quickly!"
With such a person standing next to him making taunts and throwing cold arrows, will others still be able to learn how to be civilized? They will be beaten and beaten, scolded and scolded.
Qin Dewei cupped his hands and said: "I have been ordered to invite Young Situ. If Young Situ is willing to leave with me, of course I will leave immediately!
Apart from this, I can’t leave unless ordered by Grand Sima!”
Gu Lin, the host of the literary meeting, couldn't help but look at Hu Shilang, how about you go with the primary school students first? Anyway, the big Sima is just looking for you to intercede, so it won't be shameful for you to go there.
Hu Shilang sat still and sat still in anger, and left when the elementary school students asked him to leave? He, Hu Shilang, was wandering around Nanjing, so he didn't want to lose face?
He Shangshu sighed and called to the host: "Let's have a banquet! Let the beauties who are adding to the fun come over too!"
After that, exquisite dishes began to be served on the table, and the tea was removed and replaced with fine wine.
Unfortunately, all this has nothing to do with the primary school student. No one invited him to the table, so he could only stand hungry outside the pavilion and watch. Even the entourages below were distributed a few mouthfuls of dry food!
A servant packed up the pen and ink prepared for the Wenhui and carried it out. Qin Dewei quickly stopped the servant on the steps and shouted: "Lend me the pen, ink and paper!"
The servant asked in surprise: "What do you want to do, young gentleman?"
Qin Dewei first grabbed a box of pens, ink, paper and inkstones in his hands, and then said: "I'll borrow it temporarily to write down the names of today's people!"
Everyone in the terrace heard it, and Hu Shilang shouted: "You kid, why do you remember our names?"
Qin Dewei said with a smile: "The emperor ordered the Grand Sima to rectify the atmosphere of Nanjing officials, and I was recruited as an imperial envoy.
Today, I have witnessed with my own eyes that so many ministers, ministers, and ministers are not sitting in the government offices, eating and drinking in leisure places during official time, and the rules of the court are completely gone.
After much deliberation, I have to write down where my responsibilities lie and wait until I report back to Grand Sima before I take any punishment!"
Everyone: ""
The matter is no matter how small, but is it really embarrassing to have to write a briefing?
In fact, people in the officialdom are not so ignorant. If they really want to do things like this, they will not be able to get along with the unspoken rules.
But this primary school student is not an official figure. He is not even a scholar. He is just a temporary worker in the same hall. It does not matter whether he has a future or not, and there are no unspoken rules or no unspoken rules!
For some reason, two locals, Gu Lin and Luo Feng, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. They were both retirees who had already entered the workforce, so they had no problem eating and drinking at this time!
Qin Dewei said to the servant again: "Bring today's menu! I also want to copy a copy of the details and show it to Da Sima!"
At this time, a woman's voice suddenly came from the courtyard gate, and a group of beauties walked in with smiling faces, and there were also people holding harp and sheng, obviously they came to add to the banquet.
The primary school student stood on the steps, stopped the beauties, and said with a serious face: "A group of ministers, ministers, and temple ministers are drinking and having fun during official business hours, and they actually invite Ji to drink with them. How unbecoming is this!"
Sisters, please leave your names so that I can also write them down. Whoever accompanied whom and how, please write down the details and submit them to the Grand Sima!"
The beauties were confused, what the hell is this?
He Shangshu couldn't help but shouted: "That's enough for you!"
Qin Dewei responded quickly: "I was just ordered to invite Minister Hu, and I don't want to meddle in other business.
As long as Mr. Hu is willing to follow me down to see Da Sima, then turn around and leave, there will be no further problems!"
He Shangshu turned around and said to Minister Hu: "Follow him quickly! The side of Wang Junchuan is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's den!"
Everyone who couldn't be happy all the time felt sad and nodded. If you, Mr. Hu, don't leave, everyone will not be happy.
Hu Shilang stood up with a livid face, glared at Qin Dewei fiercely, and walked out without saying a word.
Qin Dewei breathed a sigh of relief, the job was finally done.
