Since it is a poetry meeting, it must have an opening and a theme. Otherwise, what kind of meeting would it be?
So, after three cups and two cups, Fan Chunren, the most virtuous and respected person in the waterside pavilion, stood up due to the wine, raised his glass to invite each other, and said loudly: "Everyone, we are busy with spring plowing, why not have spring plowing today?" How is it?"
Hearing this, some people agreed happily, while others looked pensive. Jian Chuan secretly exclaimed that it was too bad, thinking that he really shouldn't come today.
You must know that in the first year of Yuanyou, the young emperor Zhao Xu was still young, and the Empress Dowager Gao had already become the leader of the government. However, the Empress Dowager Gao was firmly opposed to Wang Anshi's reform and appointed the old party leader headed by Sima Guang Lu Gongzhu. They are all opposed to the new law. The late Ouyang Xiu was also opposed to the new law, and Fan Chunren was also opposed to the new law.
At this delicate juncture, Fan Chunren proposed the title of "Spring Plowing" at this time. His intention was obvious, and it must be pointing to the Green Crops Law that was emphasized in Wang Anshi's reform. It also heralded that the DPRK was about to launch an attack on Wang Anshi's reform.
Needless to say, those who readily agreed were all brainless people, and those who were deep in thought, including Lu Xian, should not be underestimated. They had obviously sensed that a storm was coming, and tonight might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as they could If you make a splash, you will definitely be appreciated by the old party, and given time, it will be easy for you to achieve great success.
But Jian Chuan knew that although the struggle between the old and new parties had lasted for more than ten years, it was far from reaching its climax. At the moment, it seemed that the old party was dominating and suppressing the new party. But eight years later, the little emperor came to power. After that, the situation will be reversed. By then, the more joy you have in these eight years, the more serious the disaster will be, because the little emperor has supported the new party from beginning to end.
Thinking about it like this, Jian Chuan immediately grimaced. He shouldn't have come, let alone write poems to gain the limelight. Now that he has attracted much attention, he will obviously be fooled if he doesn't write poems anymore. He will only be able to deal with it casually. He wanted to tarnish his name, so he was in a dilemma for a while, wondering how to fix this.
Fan Chunren was the first to ask Jian Chuan: "Master Jian, do you have any good words?"
Jian Chuan could only excuse himself by saying, "My student is not very talented and I don't have any good sentences. I'm really ashamed."
Fan Chunren did not doubt that he was there and said with a smile: "It's okay. You guys have some good words to say. I'm all ears."
Objectively speaking, it is not difficult to use spring plowing as the theme. Except for a few scoundrels like Qiu Lan and Xi Ge Chunzhu who found ghostwriters, most of the people in the waterside pavilion have real talents and knowledge, so there will be people standing up soon. They came out and worshiped on all sides, and then recited: "The mountains are green and the rivers are full of white. The rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules. There are few idle people in the countryside in April, and sericulture is planted and fields are planted."
How can I put it, the poem is a good poem, but the words of the poet did not convey the meaning at all, and he did not understand the true meaning of the question at all, so it only got a "fairly good" evaluation, which did not cause Fan Chunren and Ouyang Fa to worry too much. focus on.
So again, a few self-proclaimed guys come forward to write poems, some with gorgeous words, some with simplicity, all of which have highlights, but none of them have deep meaning.
Until Lu Xian stood up and chanted loudly: "The capital is blessed when the Taigun is on the edge, the Huaihe River is chatting and laughing, and the dust is clear. There are no lawsuits in the rectangular drum, and the drums are rarely heard. The martial arts are divided into bows and angles, and the spring events are promoted. I personally advise you to farm. Why do you need to pay? Look for flowers and willows, and the small team will go out to the countryside."
"Good." Everyone was in awe, and Jian Chuan had to admit that Lu Xian's words were no worse than Jian Chuan's previous poem "Magnolia". Fan Chunren and Ouyang Fa, who were at the top of the table, were also aroused, and their eyes were aroused. Staring at Lu Xian sharply.
Then Lu Xian applied for the title and continued chanting excitedly: "The merits are here. Now I'm close to the sky. It's time to bid farewell to my glory. It's extremely precious in the world, but it's not like immortality. Take the sun and moon on the Meishan Mountain and watch the two wonders. The jade pattern is gone."
When I say goodbye to drunkenness, the flowers in Luoyang send me letters, and the fragrance reaches Luhua Pavilion."
"Excellent." Fan Chunren was heard high-fiving, looking overjoyed.
Just looking at this word, Jian Chuan has a grudge against Lu Xian, but he has to admit that it is better than his own "Magnolia", and in this context, it is even more wonderful.
What does it mean to encourage spring events and personally encourage farming? The ninth level is close to the sky, so that you can go and say goodbye to glory. What does it mean?
The benevolent sees benevolence and the wise see wisdom, but the meaning of being close to the old party in the poem is already obvious.
As soon as this word came out, the whole hall was overwhelmed. After learning that he was a junior of the Lu family, Ouyang Fa and Fan Chunren became even closer to him. After all, the four Lu brothers were all backbones of the old party, especially Lu Dafang, who has now been awarded the title of Minister.
Youcheng, Jinzhongshu Shilang, was granted the title of Duke of Jijun.
As a result, Lu Xian was unparalleled for a while, but he still accepted the attention of everyone in a humble and polite manner.
Qiu Lanxi and Ge Chunzhu approached Jian Chuan with unhappy expressions and urged: "Brother Jian, write a poem quickly to suppress this guy's arrogance."
Jian Chuan, however, didn't even raise his eyelids and just drank and ate fruit. He had already made up his mind. There would be endless troubles in being in the limelight, so it was better to keep his tail between his legs.
Unfortunately, things didn't work out. Jian Chuan wanted to be an ostrich, but his butt was too big and too conspicuous.
Not long after, Fan Chunren broke away from the flattery of his juniors and came directly to Jian Chuan. He asked with a smile: "What do you think Mr. Jian thinks of Mr. Lu's poem?"
Jian Chuan quickly stood up and saluted, put away his petty thoughts, and answered truthfully: "Very good, wonderful."
I thought Fan Chunren was asking accidentally, but unexpectedly, he didn't leave. Instead, he sat on the edge of the waterside pavilion and waved to invite Jian Chuan to sit with him.
Jian Chuan didn't know what his intention was, but he could only follow the flow and sit down respectfully.
Fan Chunren said 'hmm', as if he was thinking about it and said: "I would like to hear Mr. Jian's views on the Green Miao Law."
Hearing this, the corners of Jian Chuan's eyes trembled for a moment, and ten thousand divine beasts rushed past in his heart, and he secretly shouted: "Old man, I respect you as a human being, why did you harm me?" He was also confused: "I never mentioned that you are right.
Why do you ask me specifically about your opinion on the new law and ask me so directly?"
He was confused and shocked, but one thing was clear. Since Fan Chunren had asked, it meant that he valued himself very much. If he didn't answer, or the answer was not what he asked, Fan Chunren would not ask a second question, but in the future, Fan Chunren would never give himself a second question.
The second chance, in general, is an opportunity given to him by Fan Chunren. Whether or not he should seize it and how he should seize it is entirely up to Jian Chuan himself.
Therefore, while Jian Chuan's face was uncertain and his heart was hesitant and tangled, Fan Chunren was not in a hurry and waited in a relaxed manner.
Finally, Jian Chuan spoke: "The student has no good poems yet, but he has thought of a short story. I wonder if you, sir, would like to hear it."
Fan Chunren immediately said with great interest: "Oh, is the story interesting? Let me hear it."
Then I heard Jian Chuan narrate: "One day, a little monkey came down the mountain. It walked to a corn field and saw that there were big and abundant corns. It was very happy, so it broke off one and carried it forward.
The little monkey carried the corn and walked to a peach tree. It saw the peaches in the tree were big and red, and was very happy, so he threw away the corn and went to pick peaches. The little monkey held a few peaches.
The little monkey walked to a melon field. It saw big and round watermelons all over the ground. It was very happy, so it threw away the peaches and went to pick watermelons. The little monkey walked back holding a big watermelon. As he walked, he saw a
The little rabbit was jumping around, so cute. It was very happy, so it threw the watermelon and chased the little rabbit. The little rabbit ran into the woods and disappeared. The little monkey had to go home empty-handed."