Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 76 What is Tiankui?
Although Bruce was disgusted with the monkey lady, he also knew that this was an opportunity to show off himself and make Saga feel ashamed, so he said: "Actually, I have another song, I hope the lady likes it." Pointing to the fruit on the table, he said: "Basket,
Why is it empty? Because there are no strawberries in it."
"Ah, great, so philosophical..."
"A simple sentence can be said so beautifully, it's great!"
Shen Zhimo couldn't help but shuddered: "The upper class is really disgusting. I have never had such a strong idea to stuff shit into his mouth."
Bruce provoked again: "Mr. Saga, what do you think of my poem? Needless to say, I know that lower-class civilians don't have their own thoughts."
Zhiluotilin's pretty face turned pale with anger, she stood up and said loudly: "Who said Saga can't write poetry anymore? Saga, please read to them what you wrote last time."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Zhimo, and the countess said happily: "Mr. Saga, is it true? Read it to us quickly."
Shen Zhimo secretly cursed the idiot, but he had no choice but to think of a piece of Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Moon", so he translated it, pointed at the full moon outside the window and said: "The clouds at dusk have all gone and started to overflow with cold air, the Milky Way flows silently to the bright moon,
Nights like this and life like this don’t happen every day. If one day comes in the future, where will I be able to appreciate this moon that brings countless emotions?”
With a flick of the brush, the bustling banquet hall just now became silent. Everyone still maintained the posture of the previous second, motionless, obviously stunned.
"Ancient, classical poetry!" Someone stammered and shouted: "Holy Light, I heard you right. It's really a classical poem. It's amazing!"
The countess's eyes burst into light and she said: "It's really consistent with the style of those classical poems recorded in classics and passed down through the ages. It's so beautiful. Mr. Saga, is this poem really written by you?"
Sajia nodded shamelessly.
Classical poetry was popular among the courts and nobles a hundred or two hundred years ago. It mainly focused on chanting objects and expressing feelings. The poems were longer. Each poem had a standard four or eight sentences. The diction was beautiful and touching, or it was a poignant story, or
It is the mood expressed by the author, and it pays attention to the artistic conception. After hundreds of years of war, only a few dozen poems have been handed down. They have always been regarded as classics and have been selected into school textbooks for students to learn. Today, for example, the vulgar poems sung by Bruce are basically
It’s not to say transcendent. As long as it can reach one-tenth of the level, it’s already great.
As for Shen Zhimo's poem, regardless of genre, artistic conception, and poem style, it is similar to the classical poetry style they are familiar with, but it is very different in content. It is higher than Bruce by an unknown level. The gap between the two is like that between pearls and jade and
You can imagine how excited I felt when I first heard about Stubborn Stone.
The monkey lady screamed and lost her voice: "Oh, I'm going to be drunk, servant, why are you still standing there? Write it down quickly!"
"Oh my god, each sentence seems ordinary when viewed separately, but when combined together, it is so intoxicating. The artistic conception, this is the legendary artistic conception!"
"Mr. Saga, please tell me, what's the name of this poem? It's so beautiful, so beautiful..."
After a moment of confusion, the hall was filled with cheers and cheers, and no one paid any attention to the plate of pan-fried cod that had just been served.
Zhi Luo Tilin stared at Shen Zhimo in surprise. She knew that Shen Zhimo didn't even know the words. It was a joke to talk about writing poetry. But the poem he just read out was even better than the classical poetry in the textbook.
It's much more exquisite, so what's the explanation? Who is he?
Bruce, who had just been in the spotlight for a short period of time, was immediately pushed aside in the cold, his face covered with blackness, and he said loudly: "Saga, I don't believe you wrote this, it must be a copy of someone else's poem! Plagiarism! If you have the ability, read another one!
"In the panic, he only said that he had also done despicable acts like himself.
I think I am right, but Saga's poem is indeed something that no one in this world has ever seen, so I can't verify it.
Mrs. Clifford was really shocked and couldn't believe it. You must know that such a poem with no flaws could not be written after more than ten years of hard reading. She hurriedly said: "Mr. Saga, you can read another poem."
?"
Shen Zhimo had a lot of poems. He sneered, completely ruining the good feeling, and said: "There are as many poems as these. I came up with them while working in the blacksmith shop. They are not interesting. I usually use them to deceive little girls. Whatever.
Just say a few words to please them. If you want to recite them at the madam's banquet, I'm afraid it will be a loss of status."
The monkey lady didn't hear the sarcasm in his words. She leaned forward so much that she almost pushed Bruce away. She threw herself in front of him, waved her knife and fork and said, "Mr. Saga, you must read a few more songs."
, I can't live without you!" Bruce quickly ducked out of the way to avoid being stabbed by the fork, which was not fun.
"What's so difficult about this? Listen up. The thick green shade makes the lonely summer days extra long. The reflection of the balcony is reflected in the clear pond. The door curtain as beautiful as crystal is blown by the breeze. The shelves are full of roses.
The fragrance filled the entire courtyard."
This is "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" written by Gao Pian in the late Tang Dynasty. The original lyrics are "The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pond. The crystal curtain moves in the breeze, and the roses fill the courtyard with fragrance." It depicts the summer scenery,
It is like a picture scroll with bright colors and peaceful mood. It is said that there is a picture in a poem, and this poem is enough. Xie Fangde of the Song Dynasty commented: "This poem describes the summer scene, which is extremely beautiful, just like the pictures. It reminds me of the people in the mountain pavilion."
, not even a speck of dust.”
The monkey lady began to scream: "Oh! This beautiful scenery is like describing heaven. It is so beautiful. Oh my god, why do you let me hear such a beautiful poem? What if I can't hear it anymore?"
Everyone was moved by it. If the first song was just an accident, then what about the second one? It’s equally exciting, so what else is there to doubt?
"Madam, Mr. Saga is a court poet? His knowledge is as boundless as the vast sea." Praising words came one after another, and the hall turned into a mess like a vegetable market.
Zhi Luo Tilin was shocked and admired. This Saga was capable of both literary and military skills, and was graceful and had a natural aura as a superior. Where can you find such a man? If he could be gentler and less cold, it would be perfect.
As for the surprise of Mrs. Clifford and others, they could no longer express it in words. For a while, almost all good things could be said.
"Mr. Saga, can you play another song?"
Shen Zhimo didn't want to be a fool who played tricks for people's amusement, so he refused coldly: "I'm sorry, poetry depends on your mood. If you are not in a mood, you can't write anything. I hope you can understand.".
Seeing that he was determined, everyone had no choice but to give up persuasion. Only the ladies were still talking about it, while Bruce was ignored by no one. He was like a disgraced concubine, lowering his head and eating sluggishly. He did not compose poetry.
level, but after being immersed in it for many years, I know how to appreciate it to some extent. I know that the things in "The Complete Works of the Bard" cannot be compared with Saga, so I am not too busy showing off.
The focus of the banquet was not the fine wine and delicacies but the exchange of feelings with the guests. After Shen Zhimo's poetry craze subsided a little, Mrs. Clifford had returned to her mood and said to the man in the mage's robe: "Mr. Cathy, you have been in the palace for a long time.
"Could you tell us some interesting stories? Is Her Majesty the Queen feeling better?"
Shen Zhimo glanced at it and saw that the mage named Kaixi had his fingers on the wrist of another middle-aged lady, looking affectionate and occasionally exchanging one or two glances with each other, as if they were lovers. He knew that some ladies were lonely and unbearable.
They often meet male companions and date lovers through private parties. It is not surprising that the atmosphere in the upper class is chaotic, and everyone understands it tacitly and will not tell anyone.
Cassie said politely: "Thanks to Madam's concern, the Queen's health shows no signs of improvement, but it is not getting worse either. Everything is as usual. However, a few days ago, a strange news happened at the Ministry of Magic Research Institute."
"Oh? The Ministry of Magic is making news again?" Everyone's interest was immediately diverted and they stopped pestering Shen Zhimo.
Cathy pinched her lover's palm and said: "A few days ago, the Ministry of Magic investigated an evil mage who practiced dark magic. It is said that his magic can stop time and maintain youth forever. A woman's face will not age, and a man's will never grow old."
The energy is always high.”
"Is there really such a magical magic?" Several women in their thirties covered their mouths at the same time: "Can you tell me where the mage is? I am willing to pay any price for casting a spell!"
Kathy smiled and said: "How can a person who was officially classified as evil magic by the Ministry of Magic officials be so good? Besides, he was arrested before he could successfully practice it and is currently locked up in the Holy Spirit Prison. Speaking of which, the magicians in the institute have obtained the formula.
I want to experiment, one of them is Tiankui..."
Someone interrupted: "What is geranium?"
Kathy was quite embarrassed, and finally scratched her head and said: "It's women's menstrual blood, so the magic and evil are here... Hillary said the formula is extremely mysterious and must be studied out..."
"Is that the middle-level mage Mr. Hillary who speaks very seriously, is very old-fashioned, and never smiles? He came to my house as a guest, with a straight face as if someone died in the family. It's really boring. He must be studying all day long.
Magical relationship."
Cai Xi smiled and said: "He was encouraged by his colleagues and went to the tavern on Chun Shui Street to solicit prostitutes. He tried every means to get geraniums. Unexpectedly, he was defrauded of all his money and even stripped off his clothes. He was kicked out and thrown into the street. This incident caused a sensation.
It was so big that it was even published in the Exodar Phoenix Daily. Mr. Hillary was so worried that he didn’t even dare to leave the house these days. The door of his house was blocked by reporters.”
"Haha, what a surprise. I didn't expect that a weird wizard like Hillary would hire prostitutes."