Chapter 31: The masterpieces of the ages are sent for support)
Over there, I was still recalling the poem, its fairy-like demeanor, the bold and unrestrained artistic conception, and the deep homesickness at the end. Kong Kanglian was stunned for a moment.
"Teacher!" After appreciating it, Mr. Dongfang was deeply impressed by the romantic artistic conception of this poem. He sighed to himself. Looking at the scholar with a calm smile in front of him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: Your Majesty is really discerning.
Like a torch![]
Turning around, he saw his mentor's eyes wandering and his expression dull.
Mr. Dongfang was startled and quickly pushed Kong Kanglian.
Kong Kanglian suddenly woke up when she was touched by a student.
He raised his head and saw the scholar looking at him with a smile. There was no show off or arrogance in his expression. Instead, he was just waiting peacefully.
"Mr. Kong!" Seeing Kong Kanglian looking at him like this, Lu Heng smiled slightly and cupped his fists.
"No!" Kong Kanglian was deeply aware of this man's talent, and felt a little guilty for being a villain just now. Seeing Lu Heng salute to her, Kong Kanglian smiled bitterly and shook his head, waving his hand to tell Ba Heng not to be too polite.
He walked off the stage and walked straight to Lu Heng.
Looking at the scholar in front of him, who was wearing a green shirt and had a dignified appearance. Kong Kanglian straightened out the wrinkled gown, took a step back, bent ninety degrees, and saluted Lu Heng respectfully.
"Mr. Kong, you!" Lu Heng smiled helplessly and could only salute him with clasped fists.
Kong Kanglian shook his head slightly and finished the salute with a firm attitude.
"Mr. Lu, you are very talented, your words are eclectic, and your imagination is unconstrained. I just discovered today that in this great Zhou Dynasty, there really are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people beyond the mountains!" Kong Kanglian looked at Lu Heng sincerely and sighed with a smile.
He said to Lu Heng in a tone of voice: "Kong was a little petty just now, I hope you don't blame me!"
Lu Heng shook his head and stepped forward to press down Kong Kanglian's hand, and said sincerely: "Mr. Kong is of noble character, and Lu admires him!"
After that, the two of them looked at each other, laughed, and turned the unpleasantness into nothingness!
The first stage of the poetry meeting is wine.
After the wine barrier passed, the number of talents who originally signed up was immediately reduced by 80%.
There were less than twenty students left, guided by the brothel girl in a thin skirt, into the living room filled with incense and brightly lit.
On the screen directly opposite the living room, there are lifelike paintings of cranes, auspicious clouds and green pines. On both sides of the screen are written a pair of neatly contrasting couplets: The first couplet says: Fragrant tea thanks the guests for endless friendship. The second couplet says: The elegant room gathers plum orchids for tranquility.
You Yuheng commented: On both sides of the living room filled with guests, there were copper stoves burning sandalwood, exuding curls of green smoke. The sandalwood incense filled the whole room, making people feel peaceful.
On the incense burner, candles covered with veils emitted warm light. More than a dozen lights illuminated the entire hall.
On the simple Eight Immortals table, the exquisite silver wine pots and wine cups shine brightly in the light.
The students who came in, no matter what their mood was, whether they were frightened or uneasy, or overjoyed, they all licked their chins and muttered words, commented on the couplet, and then praised the author's noble conduct.
But B Heng's first reaction when he saw this couplet was that he couldn't help but think of the woman named Zhuo Yue whom he had just seen in the back garden.
After taking a calm look at the couplet, Lu Heng smiled slightly.
Such beautiful handwriting and such noble and elegant writing style. Could it be that...
Was it really what she wrote?
"Students, please take your seats here!" After Kong Kanglian took his seat, Mr. Dongfang smiled and glanced at these remaining achievements. He smiled kindly and pointed to the long tables on both sides of the living room, facing the students.
said.
Thank you, sir!" The students were flattered and quickly bowed their hands before taking their seats.
Kong Kanglian saw that the students sitting on both sides were mostly restless and nervous. She shook her head and smiled, picked up the wine cup, raised her glass to the students and said: "Don't be nervous, everyone, come on, I will take advantage of this
A glass of wine to calm everyone down! Please!”
The students who enter here may become colleagues who serve as officials in the same dynasty in the future. These three old men will naturally not count these young and promising students in the future. Even if no one can be named on the gold medal list, they can still make a name for themselves.
Good favors come at no cost.
"Sir please!"
The students on both sides of the seat said in unison, raised their sleeves to cover the wine glasses, then raised their heads and drank the whole drink.
After drinking, the tension in my heart eased a lot. The students gradually began to chat.
After seeing the atmosphere in the audience gradually relaxing, Kong Kanglian on the stage smiled slightly, raised her hands, and clapped her hands lightly.
There was a snap, crisp applause.
It immediately attracted the attention of all the students in the audience.
When these students didn't know what the teacher meant, a simple and elegant sound of the guqin came from the place that had never been noticed by anyone and was only covered by a gauze curtain.
The sudden sound of the piano seemed to have some kind of magic spell, and it attracted everyone's attention just once.
Gradually, the melodious sound of the piano began to sound.
The sound of the piano sounded like flowing clouds in the dimly lit hall. Beautiful notes fell into every corner.
Many students closed their eyes, shook their heads and were immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano. They forgot everything for a while.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine!"
When a voice with a touch of sadness, a touch of melancholy, and a hint of indifference sounded, everyone present was completely devastated.
"It's Miss Ruolan, it's really Miss Ruolan!"
Among the talented people below, some have heard Miss Ruolan singing. At this time, hearing the voice lingering in the dream, it was like being injected with chicken blood, and I was so excited that I couldn't control it.
A talented man's eyes flashed with a wolf-like light, his face turned red and his neck was thick with excitement, he pointed at the gauze curtain from which the singing came, and shouted loudly.
Kong Kanglian, who was savoring the artistic conception of the lyrics, immediately frowned when she heard the noisy voice of the talented man below. She waved her hand directly and told people to say that the crazy-looking talented man brought him out of the ancient times.
Seeing the confused look on the Diaozi's face, Kong Kanglian's eyes were full of disdain. He flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Mencius said: Wealth cannot be sexual, power cannot bend, poverty cannot move. This is
This is the character of a true gentleman. Huh, now, just hearing a woman singing, and being so crazy, it really puts a black mark on the saint’s face!”
After snorting like this, he turned around and saw the students sitting on both sides of him were silent. Well, Kang Lian said solemnly with a straight face: "Today's poetry meeting, the test is not only about reciting poems, but more importantly.
It’s a person’s character! Did everyone see what happened to that person just now?”
After saying that, Kong Kanglian glanced at the audience coldly and saw that the students were wiping away cold sweat and nodding their heads one after another, looking trembling with fear. Kong Kanglian nodded with satisfaction, started over, took a sip, and said with satisfaction: "That's it.
Very good!"
The students in the audience were all panic-stricken after seeing that guy Huo Gang being taken out. For a while, they sat there in a polite manner, without squinting, as if they were wooden.
For them, beauty is important, but what is more important is their future.
Even Ma Qingyuan, whose eyes were as high as his head, shook his head and smiled after hearing Kong Kanglian's reprimand, coughed, drank all the wine in the glass, then put down the glass and got serious.
only……
There was only one person, but he seemed particularly relaxed.
At first, Lu Heng couldn't help but be startled when he heard the proficient piano skills.
The curling sound of the piano is really like a dream-inducing whisper, making people deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.
However, after hearing the woman behind the curtain sing these familiar words, his face was stunned, and then he burst into laughter.
Ah……
It’s so easy to remember!
When the crazy student screamed out the woman's name at the top of his lungs, Lu Heng couldn't help but picture the voice and smile of the woman as beautiful as the moon in the small pavilion under the moonlight.
"My name is Zhuo Yue!"
"They all call me Ruolan!"
It’s really her! That moon-like woman!
Lu Heng held the wine cup, with a hint of relief in his eyes, perhaps as friendly as a friend meeting again, as he looked at the beautiful figure behind the veil. He sighed in his heart.
"I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, fearing that the beautiful buildings and jade buildings will be too cold. It's so cold when I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I'm in the world!" The woman's unique voice makes this poem transcendent.
The artistic conception is vividly performed.
Everyone present, including the students who were pretending to be serious, felt that their hearts were filled with energy after hearing the singing in the music.
"Teacher, this word..." Mr. Dongfang stroked his beard and closed his eyes slightly. After listening to this poem, he felt deeply that the artistic conception of this word was lofty and powerful. He was surprised and asked Kong Kanglian beside him.
"Dongfang, let's taste it!" Kong Kanglian raised her finger to stop Mr. Dongfang's inquiry. She picked up the tea cup she had been holding in her hand, took a sip, and said with a longing expression.
Mr. Dongfang smiled, cooked it again, took a sip of tea, and continued to listen to the woman's leisurely singing.
Behind the gauze and graceful curtain, the woman's melodious piano sound slowly turned, and the transcendent artistic conception was gradually replaced by a touch of sadness. Such a big turn in the melody did not seem abrupt at all.
"Turn around the Zhuge Pavilion, lower the Qihui household, and the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, why will we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is difficult to do in ancient times!" Accompanied by the sound of the piano, the woman burst into tears.
The complaining voice echoed in the ears of the guests in the court, bringing them endless sighs and sighs.
When everyone sighs and sighs, and feels helpless in the world.
Behind the curtain, the woman's singing voice sounded helpless about the world, but full of hope and messages, bringing the whole song to a perfect ending.
"Nung, moon and new moon!"
The singing disappeared, and the sound of the piano faded. But the lingering sound still lingered in everyone's ears.
"What a wonderful word!" After a long period of tasting, Kong Kanglian opened her eyes, took a sip of tea, sighed, and praised.
"It's indeed a good word!" Mr. Dongfang nodded with deep feeling and said with an animated expression. After deeply recalling the artistic conception, Dongfang Xianniu said with unfinished content: "A masterpiece like this seems to have been produced for many years.
They haven’t shown up yet, have they?”
Hearing this, Kong Kanglian shook his head with a smile, and turned his head as if he was enlightened. Looking at Lu Heng, who was sitting at the end with a calm expression, he was deeply shocked.
He turned around, looked at Mr. Dongfang intently, and said word by word: "It's not that I haven't appeared for a long time, it's that I have never appeared before!".
Kong Kanglian picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and sighed deeply: "This poem, oh, a masterpiece of the ages, is nothing more than this!" (To be continued!.