Naturally, they didn't know that Yang Yanzhou had no expectations for today's poetry meeting after seeing the two poems that were widely circulated in Fucheng yesterday.
He was recognized as the number one talented person in Qing'an Prefecture, so he naturally had incomparable confidence in poetry, but this confidence was shaken yesterday.
The song "Nian Nujiao" is okay, although it can be regarded as a good lyrics, but he still has the confidence to make better lyrics, but the "Drinking Alone under the Moon", which "toasts to invite the bright moon, and the shadows become three people", But even he was really surprised.
The words written by Yang Yanzhou are very popular in Qing'an Prefecture, but in fact he also has a very high attainment in poetry. When he first read this poem, he felt like reading the famous works left by the predecessors. A little bit of comparison.
A similar feeling had appeared a month ago.
The first time I heard the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal", Yang Yanzhou was at the Qixi Festival poetry meeting, and just wrote the first sentence of his own words, after that... he couldn't write any more.
Zhu Yu is the first, as the number one talent, if Yang Yanzhou's lyrics can't surpass the "Magpie Bridge Immortal", it's better not to write.
On the contrary, Shen Zhao was even more unlucky. A Qixi poem had already won unanimous praise from everyone, but when he encountered the sentence "If the two loves are long, how can they be in the morning and evening", it is like a firefly. Haoyue was overshadowed in an instant, and no one paid any attention.
Afterwards, Shen Zhao tore up his complacent poem in anger, and announced in public that he would no longer compose Qixi poems in the future. Although Yang Yanzhou never said anything similar, if he wrote Qixi poems in the future, it would only be for his private entertainment. I won't take it out for others to comment on.
Not only for the two of them, I am afraid that in the future literary world, Qixi Ci will be a taboo that talented scholars will not easily touch.
After that night, although Yang Yanzhou wanted to get acquainted with the talented man who wrote "The Fairy on the Magpie Bridge", he never met him, and now he still feels a lot of regret in his heart.
Afterwards, some people also mentioned that person to him and Shen Zhao, with the vague intention of calling him the number one talented scholar in Qing'an, but Yang Yanzhou didn't care much about it. A Qixi poem can't explain anything. For mediocre people, occasionally they can make people feel amazing.
Yang Yanzhou's ability to be recognized by so many people naturally has some abilities, and he doesn't feel that he is weaker than that person. However, no matter what, such a person is already worth getting acquainted with.
When he was thinking about these things in his mind, a person had already walked over not far away. Hearing footsteps gradually approaching, Yang Yanzhou turned his head and saw a young talented man walking towards this side.
"Brother Wan..."
The other party was also a very famous talent in Qing'an Mansion, Yang Yanzhou bowed his hands to him and said hello.
After the other party bowed his hand to return the salute, he said curiously: "I was over there just now, and I saw brother Yanzhou pouring himself a drink for a long time, could it be something on his mind?"
Yang Yanzhou smiled and said: "Brother Lao Wan is concerned, Yanzhou has nothing on his mind."
"Could it be that none of the excellent works of many talents tonight can catch the eyes of brother Yanzhou?" The talented man surnamed Wan smiled, and said a little jokingly: "That's right, brother Wan is the number one talented man in my Qing'an Mansion. There are thousands of ravines, and my proudest work, in the eyes of Brother Wan, is probably extremely mediocre."
Yang Yanzhou knew that he was teasing him, but he just smiled and didn't speak. At this time, the talented man surnamed Wan said again: "Brother Yanzhou has already heard of "Drinking Alone under the Moon" and "Nian Nujiao" yesterday. right?"
Yang Yanzhou nodded when he heard the words, and said: "Today, the whole Qing'an Mansion is discussing this matter. How can you not know such an excellent work?"
"It's the first time I've heard of the name of the Yunying Poetry Society, but I don't know that among the women in the small poetry society, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I heard that the talented women of the Yunying Poetry Society are also here. Brother Zhou, do you want to visit with me?" The talented man surnamed Wan looked at him and smiled.
"I heard that these two poems were not written by women, but since they are related to the Yunying Poetry Club, let's go and have a look together." Yang Yanzhou nodded and said.
The two laughed and chatted all the way, walked out of the water pavilion in the middle, and walked in a certain direction.
"Look, that's not..."
"That's Mr. Yang, he's coming this way!"
"Ah, is he the most talented man in Qing'an Mansion, Yang Yanzhou?"
"Come here, come here, Mr. Yang is coming to us?"
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The name of Yang Yanzhou is extremely resounding in Qing'an Mansion. As the people who received the most attention tonight, no matter where they go, they are destined to be the focus of everyone's attention.
He hasn't published any poems tonight, and I don't know how many people are staring at him.
Especially those women who admired his talent very much, their beautiful eyes were shining, and they were always watching his every move, and there was a lot of commotion immediately.
In the pavilion in the corner, several women from the Yunying Poetry Club circulated the excellent works that had been handed out tonight, and whispered from time to time, with a hint of envy on their pretty faces.
Wan Ruoqing excerpted the poems she liked, Zeng Zuimo leaned on her shoulder, staring at a certain direction with her beautiful eyes, seeming a bit lost in interest.
In fact, she is not very interested in this poetry meeting. She just thought that if she could meet Li Yi here, she would definitely ask for advice on what kind of technique was used in that painting to make it so vivid. Until now, there is still no news. Although I feel regretful in my heart, I also realize that that person may not come.
With an inadvertent look in her eyes, a graceful figure seemed to flash past, and a beautiful side profile appeared in front of Zeng Zuimo's eyes. She was stunned for a moment, then stood up abruptly.
"What's wrong?"
This sudden movement startled Wan Ruoqing, she hurriedly stopped writing, looked at her, and asked with concern.
"It's her, I saw her just now!"
Zeng Zuimo's pretty face was full of excitement, and his eyes glanced around anxiously, but he never found the shadow that had been engraved deep in his mind.
"Who did you see?" Wan Ruoqing asked suspiciously.
"The woman in the painting, I really saw her just now!" The figure disappeared immediately after passing by, and could not be found anywhere, Zeng Zuimo's tone became a little anxious.
"What, did you see the woman in the painting, where is it?" Wan Ruoqing was slightly taken aback when she heard this, then immediately stood up and looked at her and asked.
"It's there!" Zeng Zuimo pointed in a certain direction and said, "The one that was there just now, I can't see it in the blink of an eye."
"Could it be a mistake?" Wan Ruoqing asked with some doubts.
"I can't make a mistake." Zeng Zuimo said with certainty.
These days, she has copied that painting every day. The appearance of that beautiful woman has already been engraved in her mind, so how could she admit it
As long as we can find the woman, we will naturally find the person who painted the painting, that is, the talented man named Li Yi. Zeng Zuimo was anxious and was about to go to look for it. Not far away, several figures came towards this side.
As those people approached, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to become a little abnormal.
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At this time, somewhere in the garden.
"Dare to ask the girl's name?"
Li Xuan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him politely, and said with a smile.
Liu Ruyi glanced at him lightly, and said a word in a cold tone.
"roll!"