Chapter three hundred and seventy fifth social beating
Qin Dewei was really curious and asked Gao Changjiang: "What is so special about Liu Yue?"
Gao Changjiang's answer was simple: "She can compose poetry!"
That’s it? The famous poet Qin Dewei thinks that writing poetry is nothing special, right?
Gao Changjiang continued to explain: "She didn't find someone to ghostwrite a few songs and then send them out and count them as her own works. That would be to deceive others by exaggerating her own worth.
And this Liu Yue is really good at composing poetry, and can improvise by referring to things on various occasions!"
Qin Dewei was a little surprised that Liu Yue still had such ability? She had followed Xu Laosan for several years at the clan school, and it seemed that her learning was not in vain.
"How is the poem written?" Qin Dewei asked curiously.
Gao Changjiang felt that Qin Dewei still didn't understand the meaning, and emphasized: "It doesn't matter how she writes, the key is that she can really write!"
How rare it is that such a beautiful woman, as beautiful as a flower, can sing in harmony with a scholar! That’s why scholars fanatically pursue Liu Yue!"
Only then did Qin Dewei, the human poetry machine, understand the meaning. The truth is that all good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls can only be chosen from thousands of places.
Many scholars clearly have beautiful wives and concubines at home, so why do they go out to have fun? To a large extent, they are not pursuing the same spiritual enjoyment as falling in love.
But we have heard a lot about romantic talents. Who has heard of romantic talents?
Talented women who are truly capable are so rare, and many of them are secluded ladies who cannot be romantic.
As for the popular beauties in the old Qinhuai courtyard, their main skills were singing, dancing, playing, playing, and singing. At most, they had some appreciation of poetry, but they were unable to write poems and lyrics.
Therefore, someone like Liu Yue, who can be both public and romantic, and also talented, is rare and valuable, so it’s no wonder that she quickly became famous.
Qin Dewei was purely curious about Liu Yue and had no idea what to do. After all, he came to Jurong to find the Grand Master, and nothing was more important than the provincial examination issue.
After sending Gao Changjiang to help find a place to live, Qin Dewei followed the instructions and went to Gaoyuan in the north of the city.
No one blocked the garden gate, so Qin Dewei followed the flow of people in and walked along the path for a while.
Half of the scenery outside the garden is based on nature, including canals, trees, flowers and plants, and very few artificial buildings.
But walking inside, you can see from a distance that there are countless scholars blocking the outside of a building.
Qin Dewei thought for a moment and understood that the great master He Ao was in Gaoyuan, so of course scholars flocked to him!
Who among the scholars who come to Jurong doesn’t want to seek support from the great master? Including him, Qin Dewei, isn’t it also to ensure the quota for the provincial examination?
If the Grand Master lives deep in the inner courtyard of the government office, most people may not be able to get in. But now that the Grand Master has come out, they must desperately seize the opportunity.
So there were hundreds of scholars, rubbing shoulders and blocking each other downstairs. The host probably didn't expect such a situation to happen at first.
Then a servant brought out the table, placed two sets of pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and shouted to the readers:
“The space in my building is limited and I really can’t let all my friends in, so I have to filter!
Friends, please write down the poems for today’s gathering in order, and then take them inside and ask the great master to read them. Only those who are impressed by the works can enter the building to pay homage!”
The great master who controls the future and destiny is inside. No one among the scholars dares to make mistakes and can only follow the instructions.
Qin Dewei was waiting impatiently. He believed that as long as he shouted "I am Qin Dewei", he would get the privilege immediately.
After thinking about it more carefully, he held back again. He went to find the Grand Master for the same purpose as others, which was to use the back door.
If you keep such a high profile, not only will it attract too much hatred, but it will also have a bad influence. It will cause everyone to talk about using the back door and become the target of public criticism.
Qin Dewei was so sad that he never thought that he would be burdened by fame.
Then he stood obediently in the crowd, waiting in line for the person in front to finish writing the poem.
Now that Qin Dewei has grown taller, he is not as eye-catching in the crowd as before.
Most people are talking about how the poem should be written. This poem is equivalent to a stepping stone to meet the great master, so you must be cautious.
Another scholar next to Qin Dewei was bored with waiting, so he approached Qin Dewei and said:
"My friend, how do you think the poems in today's elegant gathering should be introduced?"
Qin Dewei turned around and saw a young man with a Tang scarf on his head. He had a pair of sharp eyebrows and a very eye-catching nose. However, his eyes lacked sparkle and seemed to be a fly in the ointment.
Although he was not very interested in chatting with others, Qin Dewei had nothing to do, so he responded casually: "I see that the river leading into the garden here is different from other places.
Therefore, we can start with water to explain the prosperity of gardens. After all, water is the spiritual place between heaven and earth, and water can be used to chant things and inspire aspirations."
The man also had some experience in poetry skills and retorted to Qin Dewei: "It's too bad. Water in places such as rivers, lakes and seas is the main body, and the water in gardens is just an embellishment. How can it dominate the scene?"
I think we should focus on describing the leisure activities in the mountains and forests, mixed with the noisy banquets, and evoke emotions through comparison to achieve spiritual resonance!"
Qin Dewei curled his lips and spat back: "Your idea is extremely vulgar and has nothing new. Eight out of ten people think so.
If you want to stand out in the gathering, you have to find a new way and do something new and unique."
The man obviously disagreed with Qin Dewei's view, and responded: "What is vulgarity? Since ancient times, there have been only so many themes in poetry!
It can be said that countless people have written every type of writing, so why don’t our generation stop writing poetry? In the final analysis, it still depends on the strength of the writing."
Qin Dewei was too lazy to say anything else. Arguing about liberal arts matters, especially theoretical matters, would not lead to any results. Anyway, let's see the truth.
At this time, it was the turn of the two of them to go up. Each of them held a pen, stood side by side, and each immersed himself in writing poems.
Both of them were good at drafting, and they finished writing it in one go.
"Can I please read a few words?" The scholar from the Tang Dynasty was very curious about what Qin Dewei wrote, so he made a request without saying anything.
Qin Dewei frowned, picked up the poem and said, "Let's forget it."
I wrote poems today just to visit the great master, not to become famous or to compete with others.
When Qin Dewei handed the poem manuscript to the servant, the scholar from Tang Dynasty suddenly came over and looked up.
As a result, I only saw two sentences: Gaoyuan's hospitality is always unfavorable, and the master's reputation touches the world.
Wucao! The Tang Jin scholar felt that he had been greatly deceived. This young friend talked about creative theories for a long time, and the final thing he wrote turned out to be a flattering poem!
He couldn't help but ask Qin Dewei: "Where is the spirituality of water that you kept talking about just now?"
Qin Dewei was very unhappy at being questioned. He suddenly snatched the poem manuscript that was still on the table. He glanced at it and saw that it read: Gao Yuan paid tribute to Mr. He in the prosperous age.
Mist grass! Isn't this also a poem about flattering horses? Qin Dewei asked: "What about the fun in the mountains and forests you just kept talking about?"
The Tangjin scholar was not embarrassed at all, he laughed and said: "To each other, whatever you think, I will think."
Qin Dewei shook his head: "Who is talking to you about each other? I am different from you, and you can't compare."
"Tch!" The Tangjin scholar sneered disdainfully, "Who do you think you are!"
The two poem manuscripts were sent in, and not long after, a servant came over and said to Qin Dewei respectfully: "The great master invites you!"
The scholars of the Tang Dynasty were shocked. What they both presented were flattering poems. Why did they only let this young man in?
He grabbed Qin Dewei and shouted: "I, Hu Zongxian, don't accept it! Why can you gain favor?"
When Hu Zongxian heard that he was a historical celebrity, Qin Dewei kindly explained: "I said, I am different from you.
What you submitted were only poems, and I just borrowed a pretext to sign my name. What you really submitted to the Grand Master was only my name."
Twenty-two-year-old Hu Zongxian suddenly felt what it meant to be severely beaten by society.
