Seeing that Cang Ye was able to complete this question so quickly, the crowd was divided into two categories. One group thought that he was just trying to show off, and he probably didn't even understand the content of the question! And a very small number of people looked at
Cang Ye's eyes became a little serious.
At this time, an old man with a white beard and Confucian clothes appeared in front of Cang Ye. He nodded slightly. Although the other person was just an ordinary person, Cang Ye would not ignore them like that. He had been practicing for less than ten years.
He cannot ignore the ethics and morals of the world.
Ignoring Cang Ye, he picked up the paper on the desk and read it out loud.
"Every word I say makes history empty,
A light sentence for respect carries the weight of thousands of people.
Since heaven has dawned the rites,
The master passed down the tomb of thousands of officials and hundreds of officials!"
After reading it, the old man was slightly stunned. Although it was not an amazing statement, the fact that it could be produced without thinking still shows that this young man's skills are not simple!
The actual content of the exam question is to ask how to recommend oneself to write a poem. The poem is good, but the tone of this young man is a bit too arrogant.
This is the first feeling of everyone who understands the meaning of this poem after reading it.
"Brother, what is this poem about? Why don't I understand it at all?" Behind Yu Ling, the man who had just spoken to them seemed to have thought about it for a long time without understanding what it meant, and then he asked.
come out.
Smiling slightly, Yu Ling obviously understood the meaning of the poem. He opened his mouth and explained it a little for the people behind him, and seemed to explain it a little for everyone who didn't understand.
"The exam question asked how to qualify as a teacher. And my brother Ye used this poem to introduce himself."
"My words make history empty. It means that my words are better than anything else. Things handed down in history will become empty talk in front of me and will be recorded again."
"A light sentence for respect will be valued by thousands of people. As a respected person, every word I say will be repeated by tens of thousands of people."
"Heaven has known its rites since then. From the moment I saw the sun, I have known its rites."
"There are hundreds of official tombs passed down from the teacher. If I were a teacher and had thousands of disciples enter the official career, I would definitely be able to leave hundreds of official tombs!"
In this world, only those officials who are honest and upright and have the ability to benefit a party will use his official position as a tomb and build an empty tomb to commemorate the official. This also means that this official
Once he leaves, no one will be able to surpass him in this position! There are only a few such officials in each court. But Cang Ye finally said that if he were a teacher, he could teach many such disciples.
!
As soon as the explanation came out, everyone made a fuss. I'm afraid this boy who hasn't even grown his hair is too loud! Each of the four lines of the poem is an introduction to his own greatness. If he is describing a literary giant,
, maybe everyone can accept it, but this is clearly a self-recommended poem!
"Ignoring the content of what you said, no matter how you look at this poem, it can only be regarded as a relatively acceptable work. It cannot be regarded as a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."
Finally, the old master opened his mouth to comment. They came here only to focus on the poetry itself. As for whether it has such great ability, that is not the scope of their research.
This old man seems to have quite a lot of authority. As soon as he speaks, everyone around him also acquiesces to this statement. But he can write such a poem in such a short time. This young man is indeed extraordinary!
Putting Cang Ye's poem on the table, it was obvious that he was not qualified to be the teacher of the Prime Minister's daughter.
"Wait a minute, read it again!" Just as everyone looked at Cang Ye with regret, an old voice suddenly sounded in a huge attic behind the writing platform. After hearing those words,
The old man was about to leave, but as if he had received some order, he immediately turned around, picked up Cang Ye's poem from the table, chanted it again, and then stood there respectfully.
"I! For! Heaven! Master!"
Slowly, four words came again from the attic. Hearing these four words, the old man was confused for a while, and then seemed to have thought of something, and frantically picked up Cang Ye's poems from the table again.
I got up. I stared at it with two pairs of eyes and read it over and over again. Finally, I slowly uttered four words.
"I! For! Heaven! Master!"
Finally, everyone was completely confused. Why did the people in the building and the old man keep chanting these four words?
I am the Heavenly Master and the Heavenly Teacher. Heaven is the Emperor, and the Heavenly Master is also the Imperial Master! This is such a respectful title. I just don’t understand why the old man keeps talking about it.
After waiting for a long time, I saw the old man holding Cang Ye's poems in his arms as if they were treasures. He said to Cang Ye solemnly.
"Young Master is a great talent, but I am stupid. If it hadn't been for the teacher's reminder, I might not have been able to see the true meaning of Young Master's poems! From now on, Young Master has created a new era of poetry. What was said in the previous poem is indeed true!
"
Seeing his transformation, everyone except Cang Ye and Yu Ling were completely shocked. They didn't expect that after just reciting these four lines of poetry, the attitude of this respected old gentleman would change drastically!
What kind of magic power do these four words have in this poem?
Everyone was chanting the four sentences they just heard in their hearts and mouths. It had been a long time since they saw any movement in the crowd. Cang Ye and Yu Ling were not in a hurry, they just stood there with smiles on their faces.
Cang Ye has never been a big talker. The reason why he dared to describe it like this in the poem is that he already has a certain degree of confidence!
After waiting for a long time, a loud shout finally broke out from the crowd.
The words "I am the Heavenly Master" once again appeared in one person's mouth. Gradually, more and more people began to shout this sentence, and then they all looked at Cang Ye with reverence. This is a
The founder of the new era of poetry! He is a heavenly master and an imperial master. It is not an exaggeration at all!
"What on earth does it mean? Why do I still not understand it at all??"
After all, there are only a handful of people who can understand it. After seeing more and more people starting to recite those lines of poetry, some people can no longer think about it with peace of mind. Finally, someone asked.
After hearing the question, before Cang Ye could answer, he heard someone from the crowd starting to answer.
"If you read the first words of this poem together, you will know the meaning of this sentence!"
After listening to the explanation, those who had not yet understood began to recall the content of the entire poem and read the first word of the poem aloud.
"I! For! Heaven! Master!"
Now, everyone understood the meaning of Cang Ye's poem. Different from the previous world, there was no acrostic poem in this world, so Cang Ye was honored to become the new one in this world.
The founder of style!
Although it was plagiarism, Cang Ye didn't pay too much attention to it. In this world where the poetry culture is still extremely backward, it seems that it is not too much to lead the emergence of acrostic poems. Moreover, here, martial arts is throughout
Basically, as the strongest genius in history, there is no need for him to care too much for such an inconsequential honor.
Yu Ling looked at Cang Ye under the sun with a happy smile, and a sense of pride appeared on her face. She had always known about Cang Ye's talent!
"Sir, may I ask what your last name is?"
Slightly arching your hands, this is a greeting gift between writers.
Cang Ye leaned forward and returned the salute, then answered.
"My surname is Cang, you can just call me Cang Ye. This is my fiancée, named Yu Ling." While introducing himself, he did not forget to introduce Yu Ling as well.
"Then I will call you Young Master Cang. You are indeed a great talent, and you are qualified to be Miss Qianyu's poetry teacher. Can you please come into the building to talk to me?"
Cang Ye had no interest in becoming a teacher. However, in order to stay here longer and experience an ordinary life, he did not refuse. He nodded and followed the old man's lead into the attic.
This pavilion has no name. It is obvious that it has not been built for a long time. I am afraid it belongs to the kind of place that has not yet been opened. However, it has not yet been opened, but it has been used by the prime minister's daughter. Obviously, the prime minister must have a lot of influence in this country!
Walking into the attic, I found that there were only a few people gathered there, and most of them were gray-haired old men.
After observing the etiquette of a junior in front of everyone in the literary world, Cang Ye stood up. Opposite him, the white-haired and white-bearded old men with a Confucian temperament also stood up one after another, and walked with Cang Ye between friends.
etiquette.
"This must be the young man outside who pioneered a new way of poetry! He has a dignified appearance and an extraordinary temperament. He is worthy of being a poet who has become a generation of poets!"
Hearing these compliments, Cang Ye just smiled humbly. Compared to them, he had heard too many compliments. Among them, there was no one with a lower status than them.
Seeing Cang Ye's indifferent look, several people began to appreciate him more and more. Being unfazed by favor or disgrace is the quality that a successful literary giant should have!
He turned sideways and gave up a seat behind him, indicating that Cang Ye could sit at the same table with them.
He shook his head and did not attend. Instead, he took Yu Ling and sat behind everyone. These performances also made the elders in the literary world fall even more in love with this stunning young man who seemed to be no more than ten years old.
Without forcing too much, he waited for a long time. Finally, there was a sound of footsteps above the attic. Cang Ye also focused his eyes on the entrance of the corridor. He also wanted to see what the prime minister's daughter, who was famous for his talents in literature, was like.
What kind of character.
It didn't take long, as the footsteps became clearer, two figures walked down.
Between the two people, it goes without saying which one is the master and which one is the servant. Although both of them have stunning looks, it is obvious that the temperament of the daughter is better.
After going downstairs, the young lady didn't ask anything first. She just glanced around without stopping at all. Only when she saw Cang Ye and Yu Ling did she show a slight fluctuation. But these were obviously not warriors.
The old man cannot be discovered.
Cang Ye smiled slightly. Cang Ye discovered that the prime minister's daughter was not in line with the rumors! According to the rumors, she was a girl who liked literature but not martial arts. But in Cang Ye's eyes, the cultivation level of this young girl was probably
He has reached the realm of the Earth Spirit Master! He is only eighteen years old, and the Earth Spirit Master’s cultivation
For such a handsome man, Qingxia Mountain is also a genius of no big or small size. I just don’t know why he still tolerates it when he obviously has such good cultivation and such good talent. Of course, these are not Cang Ye’s.
Within the scope of consideration. He is not here to explore other people's privacy.
"My little girl, Jun Qianyu, I have met all of you." She bowed slightly and showed all the courtesy.
"Miss Jun, I have been entrusted by you this time to find a suitable teacher for you. After many layers of screening, we have finally selected these literary masters. Are you satisfied?"
After scanning all the people in the venue, only Cang Ye and Yu Ling looked at him with dull eyes. Jun Qianyu, who was slightly surprised, finally asked.
"Don't you know that this young man and young lady are also famous figures in the literary world? Why have I never seen them before?"
The old man who just replied obviously knew that this young lady would ask this question.
Without thinking, he spoke directly
"Miss Jun, this young master is a great talent. He created a new style of poetry. We have always recommended him as your poetry teacher."
Hearing the old man's introduction, Jun Qianyu was obviously very surprised. She knew the tempers of these people. She could let them recommend one person. I'm afraid this person really has good strength! However, facing Cang Ye's indifferent attitude,
With eyes that see through the world, she is still a little unhappy. Who thinks that everything about themselves will be seen through?