noffsinger Chapter 118 I can also write poetry
Chapter 118 I can also write poetry
"Brother Dehua, after visiting relatives, why not go to Chenggao? I'll treat you!"
"Okay!" Liu Zhao agreed casually.
"Brothers, I'm going to take the lead this time!" Xiong Feng saw the people in front coming down.
"Let's do it together!" It was obvious that several people wanted to compete with each other.
"Okay, let's go together!"
The five of them quickly walked up as they spoke.
Of course, I can write about what can be achieved, but the result is obviously a bit disappointing.
The results for all five people were bad.
"Nothing more than that!"
Luo Tong's eyes lit up!
It was already dark at this time, and large candles were lit all around, making the hall as bright as day.
Xiong Feng walked down first, looking very unhappy.
The other four people finished writing poems and their faces were obviously not happy when they came down.
Although Luo Tong was not qualified to be selected, he was rated as medium to low, which was several levels higher than several others.
"Ah! These three old guys really look down on people!"
Xiong Feng complained in a low voice when he came back.
"Right!" Zhu Tao echoed, "I see these spots are all pre-selected. We weren't invited here, so we must have been excluded!"
"That's right, this imperial selection system is pure nonsense. It's ridiculous to leave the future of so many young talents to three old men!"
"Forget it, stop talking nonsense! Walls have ears!" Xiong Feng stopped Xu Shao from continuing.
Slandering the imperial court is a serious crime!
"Xu Shao, what poem did you just write? Why don't you tell us so that we can listen to your masterpiece?"
"Then I'll show you my ugly face!" Xu Shao was not polite.
"The pipa's sound is heartbreaking, and a song of longing brings tears to my eyes. I ask you, for whom are you playing the pipa? It's so close yet so far away, yet the night is so vast."
"Good, good!" Everyone applauded.
Liu Zhao also applauded.
I have no knowledge of poetry, but my first impression is that this poem is okay.
"Since Brother Xu is so generous, I will also present my humble work!" At this time, everyone seemed to have stopped competing, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious.
Several people began to flatter and brag to each other.
From pipa poems, it extends to love, flowers, snow and moon.
For a while, I ate and drank as much as I wanted without any worries.
Anyway, there is no chance of being recommended this time, and Deng Yi will definitely look down on me. It is better to go out and find a place to relax.
Only Ma Zhuang sat there silently without saying a word.
Liu Zhao heard that the men were drunk and speaking vulgarly, and it seemed that the time was almost up!
"Everyone, I'm drunk, I'll leave first!"
Ma Zhuang stood up hurriedly.
"Brother Dehua, let's go together!" Luo Tong also stood up.
Obviously, Luo Tong was also unwilling to be with Xiong Feng and the others.
"The competition is over, why not see who wins!"
Xiong Feng stood up staggeringly and pulled Liu Zhao to sit down. The other people also pulled and pushed down the three of them.
Ma Zhuang was not a fool, so since Liu Zhao didn't get angry, he just sat down.
Now they started talking about their future plans.
Xiong Feng said he would not give up until he succeeded and would come again next year.
Luo Tong said that if his father agreed, he could just focus on his business.
The rest of the people were also disheartened, saying that although doing business was tiring and hard, they still lived better than most people.
It is really difficult to become an official.
At the same time, they also thought that even if they became officials, it would be difficult to do their job without the support of the court.
He sighed for a moment, and even regretted coming here.
Finally, it was time to reveal the answer at noon.
The hall fell silent.
The forty-eight selected people were extremely excited and accepted congratulations from others.
Those who were not selected were disheartened and tried their best to act as if they didn't care. Some people held on to hope that even if they were not selected, if their poems caught Deng Yi's eye, they would publish them!
Amid the commotion, Master Deng stood up and said loudly, "Why don't the two scholars at the door join us in writing poetry today?"
Now, everyone in the hall looked at Liu Zhao.
Holy shit, this old man has good eyes! He can even spot this.
"Haha, brothers, I told you, it won't work if you don't write it!"
"Since you two are here, you must write poems. Otherwise, I will return your gifts. I'm sorry, you are not welcome!"
Mr. Deng was obviously unhappy.
Liu Zhao was also very unhappy. Wasn't it just that he didn't want to write a fu?
As for returning the gift as a slap in the face?
So he stood up and walked up.
When he arrived at Mr. Deng's table, he bowed.
"Master Deng, I am Liu Dehua, from Qiyang. I have not read much and cannot write poems!"
"Then what are you doing here?"
Mr. Deng had a gloomy face.
"Although I can't write poetry, I admire Master Deng's reputation, so I came with my brother to celebrate his birthday. I have no other intentions!"
Seeing that Liu Zhao's words were quite polite, Master Deng's expression relaxed a little.
"Are you just here to congratulate me on my birthday? Don't you want to recommend me?"
"No! I'm too young to have such extravagant hopes!"
"Young man, don't you want to be an official?"
"In no mood!"
"Why?" Mr. Deng, at such an old age, was actually curious.
"Because I'm not very knowledgeable!"
Liu Zhao went back.
"You, what kind of excuse is that!" Mr. Deng was speechless.
"Then I'll take my leave!" Liu Zhao said, turned around and left.
"What?" Master Deng's eyes widened. "Wait!"
"Anything else?"
"Young man, when you come to my house, you come and go as you please. Isn't that too disrespectful?"
Liu Zhao's behavior did make Mr. Deng feel a little embarrassed in front of so many talented people.
"Then what do you want?"
Liu Zhao smiled.
"There are so many talented people here. Since you can't write fu, how about poetry? You have to give an explanation to the talented scholars and scholars here!"
"I can write poetry a little bit!"
"What do you mean by a little?"
"I can write a little, but it's not great! Since you want an explanation, then fine! Please give me the questions!"
Liu Zhao laughed secretly in his heart. I may not be able to write good poems, but I can write doggerel.
"I won't make it difficult for you. Just like before, let's use the Pipa as the subject. How about that?"
Mr. Deng said that it was not difficult, but in fact, it was easier to compare and distinguish the winners using the same questions.
"Okay!" Liu Zhao had already thought about it in his mind.
This is an active request. If I can't write doggerel myself, it won't be difficult to copy it.
I just thought about it in my mind, as long as the first two lines of Li Shangyin's "The brocade zither has fifty strings, each string and each pillar reminds me of my youth."
Change it to "The pipa has four strings, each string and pillar reminds me of my youth!"
Although it sounds a bit awkward, there doesn't seem to be any loopholes.
Just copy the rest of the original text.
The surroundings were very quiet, and everyone was waiting for Liu Zhao to show off.
Even Deng Yi turned around and looked at Liu Zhao.
Liu Zhao stopped pretending and didn't need to think too hard about it.
Looking at Deng Yi, he read it out loud.
The pipa has four strings, each one a pillar, a reminder of youth! Zhuangzi dreamt of butterflies in his early morning dreams, while King Wang placed his spring love on the cuckoo. Pearls weep under the moonlit sea, while jade smokes under the warm sun of Lantian. This feeling could be cherished, but at the time, it was already gone.
As for Zhuang Sheng, they don’t know!
As for Wangdi, there is of course no way to verify it.
"Sorry for the poor performance!" Liu Zhao finished reading and looked at Master Deng.
Master Deng nodded and said, "Although my writing is not very good, I have given you an explanation. Since you wish to leave, please do as you please!"
"Farewell!"
Liu Zhao clasped his fists to Deng Yi again.
Deng Yi nodded.
Liu Zhao didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and left.
But people all around started talking.
Some have researched who Zhuangzi Wangdi was?
Some say this poem is nonsense!
But Liu Zhao had already left the door. Seeing this, Luo Tong followed Liu Zhao out.
"Brother Dehua, where do you live?"
"Yelai Inn!"
Liu Zhao said casually.
"Hey! Why haven't I seen this inn before?"
"It's far, goodbye then!"
Liu Zhao didn't want to talk too much.
"Okay! Goodbye!" Seeing that Liu Zhao didn't want to go with him, Luo Tong said goodbye and left.