Confucian and Taoist scholar

When Fan Heshan was commenting on "Liangzhou Ci", many readers present were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

When Fan Heshan finished his review, the audience burst into thunderous applause, like a stormy sea.

This is an affirmation of Du Ning's "Liangzhou Ci"!

Some people sang the poems in a low voice to the tune of "Liangzhou Song", which immediately made people mesmerized. You can feel the heroic spirit of the soldiers "Don't laugh when you lie drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times".<

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"A good song "Liangzhou Ci", paired with "Liangzhou Song" will become an eternal masterpiece!"

"Tragic and heroic, it is only through personal experience of military camp life that I can write such poetry!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! This trip is well worth it!"

The atmosphere in the entire hall was instantly extremely lively.

Xia Jianghuai raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

Du Ning bowed to Fan Heshan and said: "Student Du Ning, thank you Mr. Guo Heshan for commenting on my humble work."

Fan Heshan said with a smile: "Master Du, you don't have to be too modest. Fortunately, what you wrote is a poem that subdues the country. If your talent is so great that it can be passed down to the world, I'm afraid we will have to invite a semi-saint to come out."

Many people laughed kindly.

Great Confucians can comment on the poems that govern the country, but only semi-sage can comment on the poems that have been passed down to the world or handed down from generation to generation.

Nie Yinghua took out his little notebook and kept reading while recording: "Du Ning's poem "Liangzhou Ci" has helped to conquer the country. It has been commented by great scholars and scholars in the Yun Kingdom, and it has amazed everyone... Yes, this is really good content."
Tian Feipeng, who was not far away, reminded in a low voice: "Brother Nie, we are currently participating in the literary conference of various countries. If you don't actively write poems, why are you writing a record of your own experiences? Are you here to participate in the literary conference?

Or are you here to record history?"

"Ahem..."

Nie Yinghua put away his small notebook and said righteously: "It is important to participate in literary conferences, but I cannot give up recording my experiences at any time. This will be my spiritual support for the rest of my life."

"In this case, Brother Nie should write a poem to make this trip worthwhile." Tian Feipeng said.

"I'm not good at poetry, but it's fun to watch you write. Besides, the art fair is all about participation."

Nie Yinghua waved his hand, feeling content.

It’s hard for others to say anything.

Kong Chengmo suddenly said: "Master Du has great literary talent and very high attainments in poetry. Let's not compare with him. As long as his poems are passed down to the world or from generation to generation, even if we all can write poems to subjugate the country, it will not matter.

Used."

Many people's expressions changed and they looked at Kong Chengmo.

Kong Chengmo's words may sound reasonable, but in fact he deliberately provoked many students present to make them confront Du Ning invisibly, or to involuntarily reject Du Ning.

Du Ning glanced at Kong Chengmo and found that this man looked very similar to Kong Chengan, so he knew that this Confucian student was deliberately targeting him.

"Who is this person? How dare he speak out here to instigate Du Ning to be isolated? Is he thinking that the Jinshi from all our countries are all fools?" Someone made the point.

Kong Chengmo was furious in his heart. He didn't expect that someone would dare to reveal what he was saying. This simply meant that he was not taken seriously. He knew so many Jinshi from various countries present, and he didn't believe there would be anyone who didn't know that he was a Jinshi of the Kong family, so

He cast a stern look at that person, with a strong warning.

"Keep your voice down, his name is Kong Chengmo, and he is a student of the Confucius family. It's good to know some things in your heart, why bother to point them out?" someone hurriedly reminded.

The former's tone suddenly became louder: "It turns out to be Kong Chengmo from the Kong family. I just made rude remarks. Please don't blame me."

The scholars in the audience made comments and pointed at Kong Chengmo.

Kong Yu and Kong Chengan were indignant. Someone dared to challenge Kong Chengmo like this. This was simply taking apart Kong Chengmo’s literary reputation.

But Kong Chengmo had no way to lose his temper, so he could only continue to say seriously: "Brother, you are serious. You can speak freely in cultural exchanges, and you don't have to stick to small details."

The man smiled and mocked Kong Chengmo.

Du Ning admired the scholar's courage. After all, this was Kong City, and the Holy Family had absolute status and many privileges. If he dared to dismantle Kong Chengmo in public, it would be a slap in Kong Chengmo's face.

Cruel enough!

With Du Ning's "Liangzhou Ci", many students present also received some encouragement and inspiration, and each created based on their inspiration.

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Kong Chengmo also created shamelessly. He believed that it would be difficult to surpass Du Ning in poetry, but he could not be crushed by others.

"The quarter of an hour is up, please students, please hand over your written poems to the soldiers of the Literary Society to come forward." Xia Jianghuai reminded.

Other students submitted their poems one after another, which were first browsed by the great scholars, then read aloud by Xia Jianghuai, and finally appreciated and commented by the great scholars.

Some people's poems have made it out of the county, and some people have reached the mansion.

Both Tian Feipeng and Fu Yue wrote Dafu poems, and their talents were only two feet high.

The poems written by Kong Chengmo were at the level of Mingzhou, and his talent was as high as three feet. Apart from Du Ning, he was indeed the best in poetry, surpassing the Jinshi from other countries.

Kong Yu and Kong Chengan had a rare smile on their faces. It was not a shame to lose to Du Ning in terms of poetry. It could even be said that it was an honor to lose.

In the competition with Jinshi from other countries, Kong Chengmo was still able to maintain his leading advantage, which also proved that Kong Chengmo had great talent.

It's just that his talent is a bit insignificant compared to Du Ning.

But Kong Chengmo was not discouraged. Poetry was just an "appetizer" and the real theme was "making words shake the bell".

Kong Chengmo has absolute confidence to defeat any student from other countries head-on.

Ke Hongwei also wrote a masterpiece of Mingzhou, but his talent is slightly inferior to Kong Chengmo, and he is worthy of being a scholar from a semi-sage family.

Next, Xia Jianghuai took out another note from the box and showed it to everyone.

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I saw two words written on it - autumn.

Many students looked happy, as if they had encountered a subject they were good at and quickly devoted themselves to creating.

A strange color flashed in Ke Hongwei's eyes, and he suddenly said to Du Ning: "'Autumn' is a good theme. With Du Gongzi's literary talent, I will definitely be able to produce another masterpiece. If Du Gongzi can write another song to conquer the country,

That will be the highlight of this cultural event, Ke will wait and see."

On the surface, it seems that Du Ning is praised for writing poems about subjugating the country again, but in fact, it is believed that Du Ning can write poems about subjugating the country based on the theme of "border fortress" because he has participated in the war.

Now Xia Jianghuai's theme was "Autumn", so Ke Hongwei didn't think that Du Ning would be able to make another national masterpiece, so he started a wave of overt praise and implicit satire.

The students of the Ke family and the Confucian family both looked puzzled at first. After thinking about it carefully, they suddenly realized it, and then they also made sarcastic remarks.

"Brother Ke is right. Mr. Du is quite accomplished in poetry. If someone else wrote two poems to support the country, we might feel very strange. But if it is Mr. Du, it will not be strange at all."
"I'm afraid that for Mr. Du, writing poems to govern the country is just a commonplace thing. Maybe he can write poems that will be passed down to the world or be handed down from generation to generation. That would be even more amazing."

"Then I really deserve to call him 'Du Chuanshi'. He will definitely shine in today's cultural gathering."

After these words were spoken, many people were very disgusted with the Confucian and Ke family students.

At the same time, Xia Jianghuai showed a displeased look and hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say much.

Kong Chengmo said: "You are talking too much. Mr. Du was able to write a national poem at today's literary conference because it happened to be a theme he is good at. We all know that Mr. Du once went to the border to fight, and he felt that

It is quite profound, and one poem can naturally support the country, but today's themes are random and diverse. If you encounter a subject that you are not good at, you may not be able to write a second poem to support the country."

These words are objectionable. On the surface, they are refuting other people's remarks. In fact, they are telling everyone clearly that Du Ning's poem about the country he wrote with the title of "Border Fortress" was just good luck. He still has some in his heart.

Not convinced.

At the same time, Kong Chengmo also had a bit of luck. As long as Du Ning's poems were not as good as Zhenguo's this time, he would be certain to surpass Du Ning's poems in the field of Mingzhou level.

Ke Hongwei said: "Du Ning, Brother Kong looks down on you, but I don't look down on you. Just write another national poem to open his eyes. You can't lose the face of the students of Yun State."

"That's unreasonable!"

"This Ke Hongwei's mouth is really insidious!"

"I have never seen such a scholar!"

Some Yun people in the audience were aggrieved. According to Ke Hongwei, it would be fine if Du Ning wrote a second poem to support the country. If he couldn't write it, it would be a disgrace to the students of Yun country.

This is a malicious attack on Du Ning’s title.

"Write poetry, just write poetry, why are you so verbose? Shameless!" Tian Feipeng shouted coldly.

Fu Yue said: "Brother Tian, ​​there is no need to be angry. Shameless people usually speak shamelessly. Just get used to it."

"That makes sense." Tian Feipeng nodded lightly.

"You..."

Ke Hongwei had an angry look on his face. In front of a large crowd, in full view of everyone, he was openly scolded for being shameless. This was simply the biggest slander against his literary name.

The other Ke family students turned red with anger and could not bear Tian Feipeng and Fu Yue's criticism of Ke Hongwei. They simply did not take the semi-saint family of Liao seriously.

Du Ning was grateful to the two of them. Being able to stand up and speak for him at this time was enough to express their feelings.

"Thanks to Brother Ke, you have said so many good things for me. Even if I can't write a national poem, I will try my best to write a good poem on this theme. If I really can't write any good poems, then it's just

It has nothing to do with Yun Guo, and it has nothing to do with the many students of Yun Guo. After all, I alone cannot represent Yun Guo, nor can I represent all the students of Yun Guo." Du Ning said seriously.

"Neither humble nor arrogant, well said!" Tian Feipeng said with a smile.

"You don't panic when things change. Just because of this, you are already better than us."

Fu Yue nodded lightly, and Du Ning's words cleverly defused Ke Hongwei and Kong Chengmo's attacks, allowing them to hit the cotton with all their punches.

Kong Chengmo's expression did not change, but his eyes revealed a more ferocious look.

Ke Hongwei's face darkened, and he secretly said that Du Ning responded calmly and advanced and retreated freely. This calmness was in sharp contrast to the many students present.

"Then please ask Brother Du to compose a poem first to open our eyes."

Ke Hongwei had a fierce look in his eyes. If he didn't believe that Du Ning could work in the country again, he would be treating them all as stupid pigs.

"I'll do my best."

Du Ning began to write poems, and his talent suddenly burst out on the page.

Everyone looked at Du Ning. Some looked expectant, some looked solemn, and some looked disgusted.

I saw Du Ning's poems and prose leaping with energy, and soon it reached more than three feet, and it continued to jump up.

"Could it be Zhenguo again?"

"How could Du Ning be so talented?"

"Don't rule the country! Don't rule the country!"

The students from the Ke family and the Confucius family looked ugly, and they even still took chances.

But then, they soon showed their disappointment.

The talent in poetry stops at four feet and two inches, which is truly the image of ruling the country!

"Okay!"

Tian Feipeng said loudly: "Two poems govern the country, and the cultural conferences of various countries are unprecedented and unprecedented, and will definitely be recorded in the annals of history!"

"Du Ning's talent is beyond the reach of ordinary people. It's ridiculous that some people don't know their own abilities." Fu Yue smiled coldly.

Kong Chengmo and Ke Hongwei were angry. Fu Yue's words were clearly mocking them as a bunch of idle people, but they had nothing to say.

The Wenhui soldiers took away Du Ning's poems and showed them to the critic scholar, who immediately heard applause and even admiration.

Many people are even more curious and don't know what is so unique about this poem written by Du Ning that makes the great Confucians so happy.

Finally, the poems were passed into the hands of Xia Jianghuai.

"This is a poem called "Autumn Poems" written by Du Ning."

Xia Jianghuai read the poems and recited them to everyone.

"Autumn has been a sad and lonely time since ancient times."

"I say autumn is better than spring.

"A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky,"

"It brings poetry to the blue sky."

After listening to it, all the students admired it. The poem was catchy, without any harsh words, and it was easy to understand. Even without a scholar’s ​​comment, everyone could understand the meaning of the poem and the feelings it expressed.

Since ancient times, many scholars have used autumn as their theme, and most of them have used autumn scenes to write some sad stories, so Du Ning started the first sentence with "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely."

But today is the Literary Conference of various countries, and it is a joyful thing for students from all countries to gather together. It is not appropriate to write about sadness, so the sentence "I say that autumn is better than spring" forms a reversal.

Immediately after "a crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky", the momentum of the entire poem is instantly sublimated, making people feel extremely proud.

The last line "Introducing poetry to the blue sky" expresses the mood at this time. Today's cultural exchanges between various countries inspired Du Ning to burst out with inspiration and write another poem to impress the whole country.

Kong Chengmo and Ke Hongwei both looked at Du Ning blankly. They really couldn't believe that Du Ning's writing of national poems was as easy as drinking water. Is he the reincarnation of a poet saint?

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