The three of them seem out of place in this poetry meeting, others come to highlight their literary talents, just to ask for a recommendation from King Su, and there are also beautiful women who come to seek talents, only the three of them, only talk about love and love, regardless of literary style.Of course, they were in the box, and no one knew their own thoughts except themselves.It wasn't until a woman's voice sounded crisply on the first floor that the three of them came back to their senses from their own world.Zhang Jiao and Wu Qingying also walked to the stands and looked down, ready to see the good poems selected in today's poetry meeting.On the high platform on the first floor, a woman dressed in splendid silk looked at the people upstairs with a smile, and the originally noisy people also quieted down."
Today, the poems of several talented people are very outstanding, so that the slaves are amazed when they see it, and they are famous poems and poems."
The woman raised her hand slightly, a smile on her face.Everyone upstairs is looking forward to it, and they all look down at it, and the poems that can enter the eyes of King Su are really unusual, so don't take this opportunity to listen to them and appreciate them.Cui Ze and the three of them also looked down, although Cui Ze had a lot of ink in his heart, but those were all ink treasures left by the Chinese sages, he basically had no talent, and he could listen to other people's original poems, Cui Ze also wanted to hear them.The woman was grinding and chirping for a while, and finally took a piece of paper from a maid, and then the woman smiled and said slowly."
This poem is the work of Hefengjun, a famous genius in Qingzhou, who has not heard Hefengjun's poems come out for three years, see you today, but the talent is rising again."
Everyone upstairs, many people are going to take air conditioning, but I didn't expect that Qingzhou Hefengjun, who was once all the rage, also came to the poetry club today, and he didn't see his poems for three years, and he really forgot that there was such a number one person in the literary world of the Li Dynasty.Cui Ze was also surprised, he didn't expect that the old man in Qingzhou would also be in this poetry meeting, Cui Ze made up his mind that he should go to find this old man later and reminisce about the past."
What are you surprised about, you once stepped on others to make a sensation in the world, causing people to have no poems for three years."
Wu Qingying's beautiful eyes glanced at Cui Ze lightly and smiled playfully.Cui Ze was surprised: "How do you know that Hefengjun hasn't written a poem for three years?"
Wu Qingying's red lips hooked slightly: "Hehe, I said general, you really only care about what is in your heart, no matter how the world becomes like frost."
Cui Ze scratched his head in embarrassment: "Isn't it that I have been in the army for three years, the border war is tight, how can I be in the mood to care about this.""
Sister Wu, Uncle Zhenbei is dedicated to fighting for the country, how can you care about these things, what are you doing here, say it happily."
Zhang Jiao also fought for Cui Ze.Wu Qingying glanced at Zhang Jiao for a moment, then rolled her eyes and said, "I naturally know General Cui's past deeds.This Hefeng Jun was trampled under the feet of Cui Qi Immortal at the Shuoji Poetry Meeting, but he was really disheartened, he went directly into the capital, stayed in the capital for a few days, wanted to travel, and then made a shocking poem, and regained the prestige of the year, but sigh, the person who was stepped on by the Immortal was so easy to turn over.And he was belittled by the immortals, so it was even more unlikely that people would like him.Besides, those of them who lost to General Cui seem to be starting to lose confidence, and they don't dare to write poems, they are afraid to write poems!
Hefengjun is no exception, tossing for a long time, and there is no shocking poem born, and later, he wanted to enter the WTO as an official, but alas, he failed the imperial examination.Later, I heard that I stumbled on the thigh of Jipan County, and it seemed that I wanted to use this method to join the WTO as an official. ”After listening to this, Cui Ze suddenly felt guilty in his heart, he didn't expect that Hefengjun, who was once famous, would actually become this hanging picture.Looking at Cui Ze's sympathetic appearance, Wu Qingying actually smiled."
Yo, General Cui, what's wrong with you?
If it weren't for you, this bullshit sentence would have been called a masterpiece?
I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say!
People are not like this, General Cui, you must know that if you say this, people in the world will follow your words, because you are a poet, and if you say bullshit, you must be bullshit. ”Cui Ze was stunned, did he say this?
Zhang Jiao was also puzzled, and saw Cui Ze's confused face."
Sister Wu, did Zhenbei really say that?
If that's the case, it's really a bad person's future. ”Wu Qingying smiled slightly: "Of course I said so, I was next to him at the time, looking at what he said, although he was already drunk at that time, it was also after saying this sentence, he wrote the water tune song head, at that time he was in high spirits, pointing to the moon and generously composing lyrics, Xiao Jiaojiao didn't know, Sister Wu I was almost fascinated by his appearance at that time."
Zhang Jiao frowned, this is really a bad person's future, an immortal said that this person's poetry doesn't make sense, then this person is basically cold."
It seems that I really said it, no, I have to find him and apologize!
It's really confusing to be young and crazy and don't know how to measure. ”Cui Ze repented a little for the events of the year, people were originally on the rise, and he said such a sentence, which really ruined the good future of others.The following has begun to read out the poems, Hefengjun's poems are not quite the same as they once were, there was no peace and tranquility in the past, and Hefengjun's most famous rich words do not have that taste, and now this poem has a little more vicissitudes and a little more untimely.Presumably, Cui Ze really hit him hard back then.The people present were a little sad to hear it, and even some women had quietly wept.He Fengjun, who was on the third floor, smiled, laughing not as sad as he imagined, but a little relieved, three years of experience, let him grow again, he once enjoyed wealth and wealth, and now he has also tasted the suffering of the world, and his state of mind has also been detached, this poem may be written very sadly, but there is another meaning in his heart.Desolation gives him growth, and he is miserable in the words, but he also has a longing, looking forward to climbing the wind and clouds again, rising again, sharing the stage with the immortals, and comparing poetry and articles again.He didn't hate Cui Ze, he felt that losing was losing, people's words were indeed good, and they were sung through the ages, and it was also because the immortals gave themselves who were originally sitting in the clouds, a chance to experience the red dust, so that he knew the thoughts of the people at the bottom and the lives of the people at the bottom, which also made him fade away from the words of wealth and wealth and write about the people at the bottom.He wants to use his pen and ink in his heart to write about the difficulties of the people at the bottom and the sadness of the people at the bottom, so that the rich and noble people in the world know that there is such a group of people, they are suffering, they are sad, let the people on top take a good look at the people below, reduce oppression, reduce exploitation.The poetry meeting is still going on, no one notices Hefengjun's determination, and no one pays attention to him as a person, maybe people will sigh at his poems, but who still remembers it in a blink of an eye.The poems are one after another, and the words are one after another, and people cheer for the happy artistic conception in the poems, and shed tears for the sad artistic conception.What no one knows is that now in the Taiji Hall of the Li Dynasty, the emperor is like thunder.()