"I'm afraid Yongzheng is really angry!" Zhang Wenshan said.
Prince Ning stared deeply at Lu Heng, nodded solemnly and said: "Haha, if he continues to tolerate, then I can only say that I have seen the wrong person! Fortunately, my vision is still very accurate! Haha!
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"Oh? Listen to the meaning of Ning Yuan's words. Is there something hidden behind today's incident?" Zhang Wenshan heard the meaning of Ning Yuan's words, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he frowned and asked.
Prince Ning nodded, picked up the teacup and took a sip. His eyes were a little cold, and he said in a deep voice: "These days, I also asked people about it. Only then did I find out that Yongzheng, Su Mansion and Liu Mansion are somewhat unhappy...!"
Zhang Wenshan listened quietly. As Prince Ning spoke, his face became increasingly ugly.
"Hmph, it's so ridiculous that a villain like Su Guangyi could become an official of our great Zhou Dynasty! Well done Yongzheng!" Hearing Prince Ning talk about Su Guangyi's blatant coercion in the Liu Mansion, but was tricked by Lu Heng.
Afterwards, he suddenly became furious, slapped the table, and scolded Su Guangyi. Then he was very satisfied with Lu Heng's actions.
"Haha, you and I know about Su Guangyi. He is narrow-minded and a speculator. Although he has some ability, it is difficult for him to succeed!" Prince Ning stroked his beard and commented with a smile on his face.
Zhang Wenshan nodded, and then asked: "What happened next?"
"Su Guangyi was humiliated by Lu Heng in public, so of course he would hold a grudge. After that, he sent people to secretly spread some unpleasant rumors among the uncles and sisters-in-law of the Lu family." Prince Ning smiled, and his face was full of such feelings towards Su Guangyi.
Contempt for the practice.
"Moreover, under his instruction, Su Zhengwen provoked Yongzheng again and again. However, Yongzheng gave up after giving it a little beating every time!" Prince Ning took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said with a smile:
"Originally, I was going to solve this matter for Yong Zheng at once. However, after thinking about it afterwards, I didn't take action. After all, Yong Zheng is now the head of the Lu family. As the head of the Lu family, he must be responsible. If Lian Yi is weak,
If you can't take care of women well, haha, that means I've got the wrong person!"
After Prince Ning put down his tea cup, he gently shook his folding fan and looked at Lu Heng, who was still smiling calmly. He smiled proudly and said, "Judging from what I saw today, I still have a good eye for recognizing people.
hehe!"
Zhang Wenshan nodded in agreement. However, he remembered another thing.
"Ning Yuangong planned this because he probably didn't just want to verify your vision," Zhang Wenshan asked Wu Ningyuan with a smile.
When this old man was young, he was a desert wolf in the mouth of the Turks. He was very cunning. He could not do anything with such shallow meaning.
To sum up, when the old man was chatting with Lu Heng and the other three of them a few days ago, he repeatedly tried to persuade Lu Heng to become an official.
Now that I think about it, it seems that the old man only watched because he wanted to force Lu Heng to take action.
Prince Ning, who was stroking his beard and laughing, was stunned for a moment, turned his head, glanced at Zhang Wenshan, who was also cunning and cunning, and then raised his head and laughed: "Wenshan is the one who knows me!"
In the field, the venue has been vacated.
Lu Heng still did not leave his position, but Huang Han walked down from the stage and walked in front of Lu Heng. Many Jiangnan Xuezi formed a circle around the two of them.
Many people were watching the two men on the field with eagerness. They hoped to see a wonderful fight between the dragon and the tiger.
"Huang Han, whose nickname is Qilin, can you tell me the name of this classmate?" Huang Han first reported his name, and then asked Lu Hengdao with cupped fists.
This seems to be a kind of etiquette before the competition. Although Lu Heng did not regard this matter as a competition. But since the other party reported his name, Lu Heng could only smile and nod: "Haha, Lu Heng,
Lu Yongzheng!”
Huang Han turned back and pointed at Su Zhengwen, who was still on the stage, and said to Lu Heng with a smile: "Just now, Brother Zhengwen said that Brother Lu copied the poem. Is it true or not?"
When Huang Han said this, a hint of subtle cunning flashed in his eyes.
Lu Heng glanced at him lightly, picked up the tea from the table, took a sip, and then said to Huang Han with a smile: "Brother Huang, you will know after you try it!"
Now that you have decided to fight back, don't be patient. As for Huang Han, to be honest, Lu Heng really has no interest in him.
In addition, it was late at night and the rice was still hot in the pot at home. Lu Heng also wanted to go back to eat early, so naturally he had no patience.
Huang Han's face froze and he sneered: "Brother Lu, you have such a loud tone!"
He was also a well-known talent in Tokyo, and after coming to Jiangning, he became as dazzling as a star. At this time, he was despised by this talented person. Naturally, he felt a little angry.
Lu Heng shook his head, his expression still as calm as water, and said to him with a smile: "You will know after trying it whether your tone is loud or not!"
Huang Han laughed angrily and stopped shaking his fan. He stared at Lu Heng with squinted eyes and said, "Then Huang will learn Master Lu's clever trick!"
"Haha, okay!" Lu Heng looked at the other person's face that was red with anger and nodded with a smile.
Afterwards, the examiner on site announced the rules under the instructions of Zhang Wenshan and Prince Ning.
The content of the rules is very simple. There are no rules.
Two people each compose a poem, any poem is acceptable, and the genre is not limited. The winner or loser will be decided in one round.
Lu Heng smiled and glanced at the two old men sitting on the stage who were watching the fun with smiles, and laughed and cursed in his heart. These two old guys.
"Young gentlemen, if you are ready, let's begin!" After the examiner announced the rules, he glanced at Lu Heng and the two, then stepped back and said to the copywriter on the side.
After that, the two of them went back to their respective places.
Huang Han sat there, thinking hard, holding the pen in his hand and unable to put it down. He raised his head and glanced at the other party. As if he took this matter to heart, Lu was chatting with the woman next to him.
Heng, I felt nervous again.
After all, the weight of Jiangbeiting's poem "Nostalgic for the Past" was too heavy. It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
At this time, he saw that Lu Heng looked like he didn't take him seriously. Although he was angry, he was actually panicked.
Is he really the author of that poem?
The more nervous Huang Han felt, the harder it became to think. His mind seemed to be imprisoned by something. He couldn't think of anything.
At this time, Huang Han was already sweating profusely. Veins popped out on his forehead. The hand holding the pen was trembling.
On the other hand, Lu Heng was leisurely and contented.
After seeing him joking with the woman, he saw the extremely beautiful woman gently starting to grind for him, while Lu Heng, while holding the fragrant tea, stared at the swaying red candle on the table.
He was meditating lightly, seeming to be organizing his thoughts.
Then, after a short wait, Lu Heng put down the teacup in his hand and took the brush from the woman's hand.
After a pause, he put down his pen on the white rice paper with a smile on his face.
Swipe...
Lu Heng wrote very quickly, and as his pen moved, two powerful and steady small regular characters appeared on the paper.
Next to him, Xiao Zhiyuan, who had already walked over, looked at the two regular characters on the paper that were clearly visible on the back of the paper, and said solemnly: "Jinse! Brother Lu, are you going to make a poem?"
His face was full of confusion and even some suspicion.
Poetry began to flourish during the Sui Dynasty and reached its peak during the period of Emperor Zetian and Princess Taiping. During this period, great figures such as Chen Ziang and Wang Bo emerged. Masterpieces also shined in the literary world like stars in the sky. However, under Princess Taiping
A few decades after the era, poetry, which had continued for a hundred years of glory, began to decline. Later, a new literary style, with its free style and multi-form expression, became the mainstream of the literary world. That is Ci.
Especially in the past few decades, lyric writing has reached its peak. Although today's Zhou Dynasty does not judge scholars based on lyrics, a good lyric poem will definitely bring a bright future to the author.
Therefore, under the influence of such an environment, many students stopped reciting poetry and began to work on lyrics.
Therefore, Xiao Zhiyuan was very puzzled when he saw Lu Heng wrote a poem title.
However, when he saw the first line of poetry written by Lu Heng, the trace of worry and anxiety in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. Instead, he was deeply shocked.
"Fifty strings are unprovoked, each one reminds me of my good years." Xiao Zhiyuan read out the two opening sentences softly. The ups and downs of the voice were particularly clear in the silent cabin.
These are the first two sentences of Jinse. In the form of an empty and misty self-lament, people are instantly immersed in the poet's melancholy with a little bit of sadness about the past.
He sighed and looked at Lu Heng with an expression full of admiration.
Based on these two sentences alone, he had to admit that Lu Heng was much stronger than him.
"Zhuang Sheng is obsessed with butterflies at dawn, and the emperor's spring heart is supported by cuckoos."
The elegant and gorgeous rhetoric, and the poignant and confusing situation revealed in the writing. At this moment, Xiao Zhiyuan was completely immersed in this poem.
At some point, the surrounding students also gathered around. There was no longer any anxiety or jealousy in their eyes. They just quietly looked at the writing tips that kept wandering above, and the disadvantages under each one.
Brilliant rhetoric.
"The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke."
The most wonderful artistic conception, the most luxurious scene, the purest emotion, the bitterest memory. The students who were watching had different feelings from these words. But the same thing was that they were indeed being moved.
This poem shocked me.
"This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time." After Lu Heng put away his brush, Xiao Zhiyuan also softly recited the last sentence.
"This feeling can be recalled later, but I was already at a loss at that time, haha! Hey!" Then, Xiao Zhiyuan read it again, and then savored the poem carefully in his heart.
In the end, he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and with trembling hands, he picked up the poem on the table.
After reading Fanfu several times, he took a step back and bowed deeply to Lu Heng: "Brother Lu is so talented, Xiao admires him!"
And at some point, Zhang Wenshan and Prince Ning also walked down from above.
"Let me take a look!" Zhang Wenshan said to Xiao Zhiyuan impatiently after walking into the crowd.
Xiao Zhiyuan hurriedly handed over the poem, and then looked at Lu Heng with a look of admiration.
After Zhang Wenshan tasted it carefully, he looked at Lu Heng with surprise in his eyes, and then lowered his head to read the poems. Finally, he sighed and said: "I thought that the poems would be together with Queen Taiping Xian."
, then declined. I never thought that I would see such a masterpiece today. Alas, Yongzheng’s Jinse can be regarded as the most perfect ending to a poem that was prosperous back then!"