"Look at a pair of Xiangjiang jades side by side, the two concubines once shed tears on them."
The first half of Zhu Ping'an's poem was unanimously considered by everyone to be full of scholarly talent, mediocre and without any highlights. It was the most disappointing work in this poetry gathering, no doubt about it.
Wang Yaozu and others who had a lot of complaints about Zhu Ping'an burst into laughter without any concealment, and their laughter almost blew the roof of the awning off.
Amid the laughter and meaningful looks of the crowd, Zhu Ping'an remained calm as always. He calmly dipped the brush in ink, calmly turned around, calmly placed the tip of the brush on the rice paper on the screen, and calmly moved his brush like a dragon.
In an instant, a line of poetry appeared on the paper like a dragon emerging from the sea:
Four Hundred Years of the Han Dynasty
After finishing writing, without waiting for everyone to read it, Zhu Ping'an turned around again, dipped his brush in ink and wrote with great speed. In an instant, the last line of the poem jumped onto the paper: It's all in Liu Hou's words.
At this point, the complete poem is available to everyone:
"Ode to Chopsticks" A pair of Xiangjiang jade pieces, stained with tears shed by two concubines; Four hundred years of Han Dynasty was ruled by Liu Hou with a pair of chopsticks.
After Zhu Ping'an finished writing the last word, the laughter in the shed stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled their throats. Wang Yaozu and others, who were the loudest in laughing, choked and coughed because of the sudden interruption of their laughter.
In an instant, the banquet went from being filled with laughter to being silent.
Wang Yaozu stared at Zhu Ping'an's poem, dumbfounded and stunned.
"This is a humble piece of writing, I'm sorry to make you all laugh.
"The four hundred years of Han Dynasty were all decided by Liu Hou in one stroke! Excellent! It is grand and magnificent, and the finishing touch. In silence, he made plans and brought peace to the world. I am not as good as him." Yin Shidan, who was sitting opposite, was the first to clap his hands and cheer, repeating the second half of Zhu Ping'an's poem and praising him highly.
Gao Gong turned his gaze to Zhu Ping'an again and nodded slightly.
"Mr. Zhu, your poem is great." Zhang Juzheng looked at Zhu Ping'an and praised him, seemingly not surprised at all by the unexpected turn in Zhu Ping'an's poem.
"good!"
Prince Yu, who was sitting high in the main seat, had his eyes light up and couldn't help but shout, "The Han Dynasty has ruled for four hundred years, all in the hands of Liu Hou. If you are Zhang Liang, then I am Liu Bang." Zhu Ping'an's poem really touched Prince Yu's heart. If he was asked who wrote the best poem today, Prince Yu might hesitate, but if he was asked whose poem he liked the most, it would definitely be Zhu Ping'an.
Chen Yiqin, who was sitting above Zhu Ping'an, looked surprised. He turned his gaze back to Zhu Ping'an and looked directly at him for the first time today.
"good!"
After a long time, Chen Yiqin shouted "good" loudly, with a look of surprise and joy on his face. Naturally, he, Chen Yiqin, welcomed such a Zhu Ping'an.
"What a good poem! The Han dynasty ruled for 400 years, all in the hands of Liu Hou. Lord Zhu's words really turned decay into magic."
"Well, not bad, you are worthy of being the top scholar."
Several people at the banquet also praised Zhu Ping'an's "Ode to Chopsticks".
As for Wang Yaozu and others, their faces turned pale and their enterprising spirit seemed to be tied with stones, falling straight to the bottom of the abyss.
how so?!
This turn of events is so unexpected. Wouldn't it be better to be as mediocre as the first two lines? Why did such breathtaking two lines of poetry suddenly come out? It is simply so amazing that the writing is so amazing and the poem is so moving that it can make ghosts and gods cry.
The last two lines immediately enliven the whole poem. Now no one dares to say that Zhu Ping'an's first two lines are mediocre. Without the contrast of the first two lines, how can the last two lines be so amazing
Moreover, the entry point of this scheming bitch Zhu Ping'an is too calculating!
Zhu Ping'an's two lines of poetry involve Zhang Liang and Liu Bang, two famous figures in history. Liu Hou refers to Zhang Liang, and the Han Dynasty is naturally Liu Bang's world. Liu Bang once said: "I am not as good as Zifang in planning and winning thousands of miles away." The Zifang here is Zhang Liang. "Chou" is a bamboo piece used by ancient people to count. Planning and planning refers to planning. When Zhang Liang helped Liu Bang to seize the world, he often used "chopsticks" as "chop" to count, deploy troops, calculate food and grass, and plan the world. This allusion of Zhang Liang happened to be related to chopsticks, and Zhu Ping'an used it cleverly. The reason why Liu Bang could create the Han Dynasty for 400 years was inseparable from Zhang Liang's planning and planning. Zhu Ping'an's sentence "It's all in Liu Hou's chopsticks" fully demonstrates Zhang Liang's role. Zhu Ping'an used Zhang Liang as a metaphor for himself and Liu Bang as a metaphor for Prince Yu. If you were Prince Yu, would you like it or not
Finally, Zhu Ping'an's two lines of poetry are also a response to Wang Yaozu and others who ridiculed Zhu Ping'an at the beginning of the banquet for being transferred to the Yuwang Palace as a lecturer because of a pair of chopsticks. Haha, you look down on a pair of chopsticks, right? ! "The Han Dynasty ruled the world for 400 years, and it all depended on the chopsticks of Liu Hou"! Even so, do you still look down on it? !
These two lines of poetry were like a loud slap in the face, whistling in the face of Wang Yaozu and others.
That's why Wang Yaozu and others looked so pale.
However, although Wang Yaozu and others admit in their hearts that Zhu Ping'an's poem is well written, they will not admit it in public. If I admit it, wouldn't I be slapping myself in the face
"You are such a boaster, you are so shameless, you are not reliable, and you call yourself Zhang Liang at such a young age..."
"That's right. Don't try to be like Zhang Liang, but end up being like Zhao Kuo."
"Overconfidence is arrogance. It's no good just talking about it on paper."
"Young people do not know the taste of sorrow, so they force themselves to express sorrow in order to compose new poems..."
Wang Yaozu and others didn't speak loudly, but there were so many of them that soon the voices of badmouthing Zhu Ping'an and mocking him for boasting started to ring out again.
Zhu Ping'an had just put down his brush and had not yet returned to his seat. After hearing the criticism, he turned around and smiled slightly, and bowed to Wang Yaozu, "Lord Wang said that I am not good at doing things. Haha, I am about the same age as His Royal Highness Prince Yu. Isn't Lord Wang's words also a satire on His Royal Highness?"
Upon hearing this, Prince Yu turned his gaze to Wang Yaozu.
Wang Yaozu was sweating profusely and quickly stood up to refute, "Nonsense, when did I ever ridicule Your Highness? Lord Zhu, please don't slander me."
"Hehe... Wasn't it Lord Wang who just said that people without hair on their lips can't do things well?" Zhu Ping'an curled the corners of his lips slightly.
“I’m talking about Lord Zhu. Lord Zhu is so self-righteous at such a young age…Pride brings harm, while humility brings benefit. Young men should be more humble.” Wang Yaozu narrowed his eyes and spoke with the tone of an experienced person.
"Haha, in the final analysis, isn't Lord Wang's point that young people are unreliable?" Zhu Ping'an smiled and shook his head.
"That's what you said." Wang Yaozu replied with a smile.
"What's wrong with being young? Heroes have emerged from youth since ancient times. In ancient times, Gan Luo was sent as an envoy to the State of Zhao and was appointed as a senior minister at the age of twelve; Huo Qubing attacked the Huns at the age of seventeen and made great military achievements..." Zhu Ping'an shook his head.
"It's a farce."
Wang Yaozu's mouth curled into a sarcastic arc.
"Gan Luo was appointed a high minister at the age of twelve, and was beheaded at the age of thirteen... Hehe..."
"A child who is smart when he is young may not be good when he grows up..."
After Wang Yaozu, several other people shook their heads and chuckled.
Listening to the ridicule of Wang Yaozu and others, Zhu Ping'an raised a smile, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time, but his face was filled with indignation. He bowed to everyone, picked up the brush again, held the inkstone in his other hand, turned around and dipped it in ink, writing, writing like flying, line after line, sentence after sentence...
He wrote very quickly and finished it soon. After finishing, he put down his pen and inkstone, turned around and bowed to Prince Yu and the others in the main seat, "I have something to say, I can't help but say it. I wasted a piece of high-quality paper, and I'm sorry to make you all laugh."
After bowing and speaking, Zhu Pingan turned around and returned to his seat, leaving only the ink stains on the screen:
"Young Ming Ambition"
If the youth is wise, the Ming will be wise; if the youth is rich, the Ming will be rich; if the youth is strong, the Ming will be strong; if the youth is mighty, the Ming will be mighty; if the youth is magnanimous, the Ming will be magnanimous; if the youth is progressive, the Ming will be progressive; if the youth is better than the world, the Ming will prosper in the world; if the youth is the most powerful in the universe, the Ming will be the most powerful in the universe. The red sun rises, its path is bright. The river flows out of the underground stream, pouring into the ocean. The latent dragon soars into the abyss, its scales and claws flying. The young tiger roars in the valley, and all beasts are frightened. The eagle tests its wings, and the wind and dust flutter. The exotic flower is born, shining brightly. The dry general is sharpened, and it has its edge. The sky is blue, and the earth is yellow. Even if there are thousands of years, there are eight wildernesses. The future is like the sea, and the future is long. Beautiful is my young Ming Dynasty, which will never grow old with the sky! Magnificent is my young Ming Dynasty, which will never be bounded with the country!
"Hiss..."
"ah… "
"this… "
Before Zhu Ping'an returned to his seat, a burst of exclamations rang out at the banquet.
When "Young Ming Ambition" was released, the whole room was shocked!
Wang Yaozu and others were all dumbfounded.
Not only them, but everyone present was shocked. For a moment, there was no other sound in the entire banquet except for the sounds of exclamations and screams.
Everyone seemed to be immersed in the words and unable to extricate themselves.
After seeing "Young Ming Dynasty", Prince Yu couldn't help but stand up from the table, very excited.