Chapter 171: Who is the first to realize the big dream
Xiao Sishu takes the stage.
Xiao Yuanche's heart moved.
In his impression, this third child was the most generous, calm and timid in temperament. He had always been kind and accepting.
But today, he suddenly appeared on the stage to confront Gu Buyi.
And, judging from his expression.
He obviously also read it and saw through Gu Buyi's hidden intention.
Xiao Yuanche secretly thought to himself that it seemed that he had to get to know this third child who had never paid much attention to him before.
When he appeared, he stepped forward proudly, how could there be any hint of cowardice?
Like me! Like me!
The gloom in Xiao Yuanche's heart was swept away, and he looked at his third son, Xiao Sishu, with eyes full of approval.
But seeing Xiao Sishu change his usual warm smile, his face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Gu Buyi, seeing as how friendly you are to my fourth brother Cang Shuduo, I have something to say, please listen to me.
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Gu Buyi pretended to be puzzled and said: "Oh? Brother Sishu, what do you think?"
Xiao Sishu's voice became colder and solemn as she said, "You shouldn't do this poem today, let alone do it!"
When Gu Buyi heard this, he laughed loudly and said rather disapprovingly: "Longhuang Poetry Club is for poetry. If others can do it, why can't I do it? I just did it, so what can I do?"
When Xiao Sishu heard this, he shook his head and sighed, then said: "That's all, Xiao Sishu is trying to persuade me. Since you insist on going your own way, let's talk about poetry and prose!"
Gu Buyi smiled and said: "Yes, this is the original purpose of the Longhuang Poetry Society..."
After saying that, both of them raised their hands towards Li Zhibai and said, "Everyone Li, please come up with a question!"
Li Zhibai nodded.
He lowered his head and pondered.
One was Gu Buyi, who knew what was going on with him, and the other was the son of a powerful official in the dynasty. In terms of talent and fame, his reputation as a monopoly among the eight battles was not due to compliments.
How did this question come up? Just because this question came up, how will we judge who is higher and who is lower?
It was inevitable that there would be an uproar.
Li Zhibai felt miserable in his heart, but he couldn't express it...
Well, since I have agreed to the CEO, I don’t have to worry about much anymore. Li Zhibai thought for a long time, and then suddenly said: "Both of you are great talents, and they are rare geniuses in the world. Why don't you just use this world to do it?"
How about writing a poem with the theme of the human world?"
As soon as the title of the poem came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
This thing seems to be a proposition, but in fact it is too difficult and the meaning of the question is too broad. It does not have a specific image like the previous spring and winter.
This difficulty can also be imagined.
Xiao Sishu and Gu Buyi both looked solemn, lowered their heads and began to ponder.
The audience was quiet, and everyone was thinking a lot, thinking about how to write in order to answer this question.
In this mortal world, one can write, but if it is not written well, it will be empty and worthless.
But poetry is inherently romantic, how can it not be empty?
He was as quick as ever and thought about it for a moment, then raised his head and said with a smile: "There is a child's play that is difficult to be refined. If you recite it, you will enjoy it."
But I saw him raising his head and chanting loudly:
"Ten thousand trees return with a cup of tea in spring, and the rest of their lives are spent half dreaming of summer.
Why hang out to welcome the world? The love here is deep and unwilling.
The deep boudoir has the intention to wake up for the first time, and the warm oriole first smells the pillow.
If the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old. If it doesn’t laugh, mandarin ducks won’t admire immortals.”
After Gu Buyi recited this poem, he suddenly smiled slowly and said: "The name of this poem is "The Remaining Life"."
After he finished reciting this poem, the audience began to whisper in earnest.
Without him, this poem has completely opposite intentions to the poem he just made. The poem he just wrote was passionate and uplifting, but this one has a hint of indisputable meaning.
Most people still know the meaning of his last poem, and even more know the reason for Xiao Sixu's words.
He thought that Gu Buyi had listened to Xiao Sishu's advice and deliberately used this poem to tell him his undisputed intention. Otherwise, why would he not admire the immortals?
However, both Xiao Yuanche and Liu Duan understood the implication of this poem, and their expressions were different.
The first half of the poem seems to be unwilling to accept the world of humanity in today's troubled times, so it goes like this: "Why do we have to hang out and drink to welcome the world? The love here is so deep that we are unwilling to accept it."
Numbed by alcohol, although I have the intention to join the world, I am unable to change and my heart is unwilling.
But Xiao Yuanche secretly thought, who is he dissatisfied with? Is he dissatisfied with me, or is he dissatisfied with this troubled world?
In other words, if it weren't for me, he probably wouldn't have hung out in the world, and he would just be unwilling to do so!
If this is just a guess, then Xiao Yuanche is considered paranoid.
But what does "first taste" and "first hearing" refer to later? Could it be that they are admonishing the emperor, taking this so-called Longhuang Poetry Society as an opportunity to try to change, and test the hearts of the world for the first time, whether they are committed to the Jin Dynasty?
If he does this, he will "not laugh at mandarin ducks and not admire immortals." Will he not be able to do his best?
Xiao Yuanche's face was as dark as water, and the eyes he looked at Gu Buyi were filled with murderous intent.
Liu Duan was the emperor, he had read a lot since he was a child, and he was considered a master in poetry. How could he not understand the hidden meaning of this poem?
Excited, he suddenly slapped the table and stood up, loudly praising: "Good! If God is affectionate, God will grow old. He doesn't laugh at mandarin ducks and doesn't admire immortals. He is deeply appreciated by me, deeply appreciated by me!"
The Qingliu faction and the royalist faction in the audience were the first to applaud the emperor when they saw him. Naturally they knew who Gu Buyi was, and they all started applauding him.
Someone with good intentions has already shouted: "I think Gu Xiaofuzi's poem is already the best, so there is no need to compare. Gu Xiaofuzi should be the best in the world!"
Those who were cheering, those who followed the crowd, and those who were watching the situation all started to cheer.
A group of people cheered loudly and loudly.
Xiao Yuanche's face was already cold.
He felt that it was a mistake to leave the Heavenly Guard outside.
If Huang Kuijia were here, he, the big daddy, would be able to kill one of them with a halberd, which would be a relief.
Li Zhibai stopped drinking for a while, then suppressed the trend, and asked with a smile: "Master Sishu, have you finished your poem?"
Xiao Sishu sneered and said: "Of course it's done, but some people are too noisy and dirty my ears!"
Li Zhibai smiled faintly and said: "As a literary scholar, you should not be influenced by the outside world. Now that you are successful, you should ask Mr. Sishu to sing!"
Xiao Sishu glanced at Gu Buyi intentionally, and then recited loudly:
"After the three springs, there are no flowers and colors, only the fleeting years are left.
Fortunately, I have a mountain to grow old with me, so why spend half my life fighting with the world."
After he finished reciting, he stared at Gu Buyi with his good eyes, his burning meaning clearly revealed.
"Poem title, "Wu Zheng"."
How could Gu Buyi fail to hear the meaning of Xiao Sixu's poem, which is a metaphor for oneself, don't just focus on the glitz and fame in front of you, because "there is no beauty after the three springs, only the fleeting years are left to listen to".
Fortunately, Cang Shu is friendly to you now, so you still have a way out. It is better to simply communicate with Cang Shu and become a hermit who says, "Fortunately, I have a mountain to grow old with, so there is no need to fight with the world for half my life." This is your way out.
In other words, if you don't do this, the final escape route will be blocked.
In fact, it stands to reason that when Xiao Sixu made this song "Wu Zheng", he did not reveal even one fifth of his talents.
Without him, in a desperate situation, Gu Buyi would use poetry as a sword, how could he give in?
Coupled with the fact that there were so many people making noise in the audience, Long Huang felt restless. It was not easy to write this poem.
Gu Buyi looked ugly and remained silent.
The various factions in the audience, as well as the talented people from poor families, all shouted loudly: "Everyone Li, who do you think is the leader?"
If someone asks, someone will inevitably argue.
Everyone has their own agenda and is noisy.
The Shen faction still said that his son Shen Kun was the best and should return to the stage.
The clear flowing natural Tuikong River.
The royalists naturally campaigned for Gu Buyi.
The Xiao family is even more powerful, headed by Guo Baiyi and Cheng Gongjun, as well as a group of generals who are even more famous.
This time the nest was blown up.
The father-in-law said that the father-in-law was right, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was right.
All of them were frowning and spitting stars.
If it weren't for the guards, I would have wanted to overturn the table, run to the opposite side, and bite him twice, just to feel happy.
Liu Duan looked at the chaos under the steps, like a pot of porridge.
Some ministers have long disregarded the lack of etiquette, wearing their hats askew, rolling up their arms and sleeves, and seeming to be scolding.
Liu Duan helplessly shouted: "What a decent person! What a decent person! Is this my minister of the Jin Dynasty, a learned man? Ridiculous! Ridiculous! If you don't stop, I will ask you for your crime of misconduct." Got it!"
Qi Shizhai was also panicked, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Presumptuous! Presumptuous! Do you still have an emperor in your eyes? Don't you even want to live anymore?"
How can those ministers and talented people hear this? What kind of crime is it?
The emperor of the Jin Dynasty is just a decoration. It's really annoying. Who is he?
The noise of these two people was drowned out...
While Jizhou was sitting on the stage, Qian Zhongmou said nothing, only hoping that the situation would be a little less chaotic.
Liu Jingsheng, a good old man, couldn't play anymore, so he had to do this... this... this.
Ma Xunzhang was a little confused. Is this the Jin Dynasty that he has surrendered to? Is this the Longtai of Kyoto where he wants to retire in peace of mind?
He even had the idea of returning to Shaliang.
Xiao Yuanche had no choice. If he didn't say anything, these people would make a huge noise and wouldn't stop until dark.
He had no choice but to stand up and suddenly pushed the table in front of him over.
"Crash -" the noisy voice was silenced by the sudden crash.
Everyone immediately stopped talking and turned to look at Xiao Yuanche.
Xiao Yuanche's voice was cold and he suppressed: "Look! Look what it has become. This wonderful event, if it continues like this, is the biggest laughing stock in the world! Let me ask you, are you the world's most important ministers and talented people, or are you just a bunch of people? You clown! Sit back here!"
Those imperial guards also had Xiao Yuanche's power, and when they saw his anger suppressed, they all pulled out the sword hanging from their waist with a loud sound, and shouted in a cold voice: "Sit down! Sit down! Anyone who offends the power of God will be killed immediately. punish!"
At this moment, the heads of those ministers and talented men immediately felt cool.
They all lowered their heads and sat down quickly.
The entire Longhuang stage was filled with silence.
It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Li Zhibai finally recovered his thoughts, but he still hesitated not knowing how to judge this first place.
The emperor cannot be provoked, and Xiao Yuanche dare not provoke him even more.
What can he do.
Just then...
"Huh...huhu...huhuhu..."
A loud and rhythmic snoring sound could be clearly heard from the 950 steps.
Um?
Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces as they followed the sound.
Who is sleeping at this time and snoring?
Xiao Yuanche and Liu Duan discovered the snoring and sleeping man at the same time.
Xiao Yuanche couldn't laugh or cry, and Liu Duan's nose was so angry that he was crooked.
But he saw Xiao Yuanche sitting next to him on the high platform.
One person was lying on the table, surrounded by fruit plates and dessert plates, which were all crooked and their contents were spilled all over the table and floor.
This man was holding a wine flask in his hand. The wine flask was tilted to his mouth, and he was slapping his lips tightly shut with saliva dripping from his mouth while he was sleeping. It made people feel ridiculous and exasperating.
But when I saw this man, his face was red from drinking, and his face was covered with red cloth from his ears to his neck.
He closed his eyes and tilted his head, having a deep dream and sleeping soundly.
This person is no one else.
It is Cao Yu from the west of Sikong Mansion—Su Ling!
Xiao Yuanche looked helpless, so he had no choice but to kick Su Ling and shouted loudly: "Su Ling! Su Ling, what are you doing? Why don't you wake up!"