Just when Li Hong was still arguing about who should write the poem first, Wang Bo's voice came from the opposite side. After some thinking, Wang Bo was already confident and said loudly: "Then the disciple just throws some ideas to attract others, and I hope you will give me instructions."
Wang Bo's words were obviously meant for Li Hong, who smiled and nodded. One of the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, naturally he is not called for nothing, or he does not know whether what he writes today will be a masterpiece for future generations.
Wang Bo cleared his throat and thought about it again. A breeze caused ripples on the lake surface, and he said loudly: "The cool breeze is blowing, let me clear the forest. Drive the smoke into the stream, and the mountain jacarandas will be exposed. Go." The coming is boundless, and the movement and breathing are like emotions. The sunset, the mountains and rivers are still, and the sound of the pines rises for you."
After Wang Bo finished speaking, everyone in Linshui Pavilion and Water Palace was silent. No one praised Wang Bo's "Ode to the Wind" loudly. Instead, they all recited it silently and looked at Li Hong.
Everyone in the Linshui Pavilion or the Water Palace knows that in addition to Wang Bo and Yang Jiong who became famous at a young age, the prince is also known as a child prodigy. Although he has not written many poems, each of them is They are all timeless works.
At this time, it was naturally not their turn to taste it first, not to mention their level, and they did not dare to criticize it in front of the prince, Wang Bo, and Yang Jiong.
Now only after the prince, a child prodigy, speaks out or sets the tone for the song "Ying the Wind", can they express their opinions or add a few words of praise.
Therefore, everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on the prince, and their ears were raised to listen to how the prince would comment on this excellent piece of "Ying the Wind".
"The word "jia" is thoughtful, the word "xun" is interesting, and the word "jun"... responds to me, four words: affection and justice." Li Hong put down the food in his hand and looked at Wang Bo with the same expectant look on his face. expression, he praised.
"Thank you for the compliment, sir." Wang Bo bowed and saluted.
"What a poem! What a poem. Wang Bo deserves to be known as a child prodigy. You should be satisfied, Wang Bo, to be praised by your husband." Not far away, a man's voice suddenly came with a strong voice.
Li Hong didn't pay attention to who it was, and would immediately follow him to comment after he finished speaking, because Gao An was pulling her arm and asking him to help her explain the beauty of this poem.
Li Hong ignored the two people walking slowly not far away, and explained to Gao An and Bai Chun: "Surely comes from "The Biography of Women in the Later Han Dynasty": "There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and the wind blows in the summer, and the wind blows gracefully. "Blowing my clothes, solemnly entering my ears" is used to describe the sound of the wind. The word "moving breath" comes from "The Book of Sui Dynasty": "The living beings move and breathe, and the cold and heat are transmitted by it." It is also borrowed from "Bao". "Pu Zichang Xuan Chapter" said: "Knowing the movement of the breath, there is no shortage of it." Do you know where the sound of looseness comes from?" Li Hong suddenly asked Gao'an Dao, who was listening to his explanation with great interest.
Gao An did not answer his question, but looked at him in astonishment as if he were a ghost, and murmured: "How do you know so much? You are always sleeping every time you study, okay? Why do you know everything?" Gao An shook his head as he said this, obviously not knowing the source of the loose sound.
Li Hong did not expect that his explanation to Gao An would cause everyone to continue to look at him and listen. Even the two people who had approached not far away looked like they wanted to continue listening to his comments.
So Li Hong glanced at Gao An and continued to say calmly: "While I was studying, although I was sleeping, I brought my brain with me. Although you were studying, your brain was placed elsewhere."
His words not only made Gao An glare at him, but other brothers and sisters in the clan also began to show their dissatisfaction.
Everyone couldn't help but think angrily in their hearts: It's so abominable. Why can he keep all these in his heart while he studies every day and sleeps? And he studies every day and never fails in every lesson of the teacher. How come his knowledge is not as good as this? The prince took two days off out of three days and slept one day, which was really annoying.
Li Hong didn't take Gao An's threats seriously, and the angry expressions of others were naturally ignored by him. He looked at Wang Bo and said calmly: "The sound of pine trees comes from Chu Song Yu's "Gao Tang Fu": 'Looking down at the majestic mountains, Qi It's so dark that I can't see its bottom, but only hear the sound of pine trees.'"
Li Hong saw Wang Boyao bowing deeply to him again, and continued: "The wind of the husband, the air of heaven and earth, comes freely, regardless of high or low, and adds to it." Although Wang Bo's style is not as good as Song Yu's " The righteousness of "Feng Fu" does not distinguish between high and low, but sending a ray of fragrant wind to others and friends is also affectionate and righteous. "
Li Hong secretly laughed in his heart. After all, he had been a private school teacher once in his life. If this little poem could stump him, it would be a shame for his status of nine reincarnations.
"Sir, you have good opinions. Students Lu Zhaolin and Luo Binwang are ashamed of themselves." The two men, about thirty years old, were warned by Hua Meng. After taking out their badges and showing them to Hua Meng, they relaxed He slowly walked up to Li Hong and saluted.
Li Hong was stunned for a moment, and looked at the two people saluting in front of him, and then at Wang Bo and Yang Jiong, who were facing each other across the water. The four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty had gathered here by accident.
Lu Zhaolin and King Luo Bin were only two years apart. At this time, they were both serving in Yizhou. Lu Zhaolin was serving as the captain of Yizhou at this time, while King Luo Bin was serving as Fenglilang. The two appeared together in Chang'an and had arranged an outing together. I met Li Hong and others here.
Li Hong looked at the Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty and found that he no longer had the pleasure of stealing poems and poems and reciting poems and poems with the Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty.
What's more, Wang Bo's poem also vaguely exposed his political ambitions and frustration. Li Hong didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Bo's mentality.
But I don’t want the many students gathered here to only immerse themselves in poetry and neglect other studies because of Wang Bo’s poem.
Furthermore, Wang Bo resigned from his studies and returned home at this time, also because he could not stand the reason why Hongwen Hall and Imperial College gradually became multi-disciplinary instead of focusing on poetry and poetry.
This prevented him, who had been known as a prodigy since childhood, from exerting his greatest value, so he decided to resign and return home in advance.
The four of them all enjoyed a good reputation in Chang'an when they were young. Now that they are gathered together, it naturally arouses the excitement of many other students, who in turn encourage the four of them to hold a poetry contest.
Li Hong sighed inwardly. It is a good thing that the literary style is becoming more and more prosperous, but if all the people become literate, then the military force and status of the Tang Dynasty will become worse and worse. Otherwise, in history, there would not have been a case of revitalizing the military force of the Tang Dynasty after the Queen Mother came to power.
Li Hong looked at the rising emotions of the crowd and the eagerly looking faces of everyone, and suddenly asked: "Since everyone thinks that Wang Bo's "Ode to the Wind" just now is a good poem, then I want to test you. May I ask...where does the wind between heaven and earth come from? And why is it big or small? We may use wind to describe people or express our ambitions, but what we really mean is wind. Do you know the wind?"
To everyone's surprise, the prince actually asked such an abstract question! Where else could the wind come from? Of course it was scraped.
Just when everyone was puzzled, Wang Bo's face turned red. He vaguely realized that his rhetoric had obviously made the prince unhappy. This 'asking the wind' was obviously just to remind him. Don't be too ambitious.
But as for where the wind comes from and how it is formed, I am afraid that no one in the world has ever investigated this question. I only know that the wind is strong and small, but where it comes from... I am afraid that no one in the world can answer the prince's question.
Not only Wang Bo fell into awkward contemplation, but Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and King Luo Bin were also in trouble. The poets headed by them all liked the wind, but they couldn't figure out what the wind was about.
Li Xian, Li Zhe, Li Shangjin and other princes, especially Li Xian and Li Zhe, had disdain on their faces and whispered: "Huh, just watch, Lao Wu must know where the wind comes from."
Li Zhe also responded in a low voice: "But how did he know it? Why did he still know so much knowledge without studying hard? By the way, let's go to his Chongwen Museum. How do you think about it?"
Li Hong looked at the confused expressions of everyone with satisfaction and said with a smile: "We can use wind to compose poems, express our aspirations, and describe people. We also know that wind can make ships drift with the wind. But no one of us intends to explore the wind." How did it come into being? Therefore, learning is not just about reciting poems and writing poems. There are many kinds of knowledge that we need to explore. Even the wind that we cannot touch is also an extremely important knowledge if you can study it thoroughly. ”
Some people among the crowd already understood what the prince meant. Although Wang Bo won his approval with his poems, it did not mean that he had the prince's approval.
At the same time, a question couldn't help but arise in everyone's mind. Did the prince raise such an abstract question to embarrass everyone because one of Wang Bo's poems stole the limelight
Li Hong looked at the different expressions on everyone's faces and naturally knew what they were thinking.
As he walked towards the desk, he said: "The Tang Dynasty needs a poet-composing talent like Wang Bo to provide us with cultural wealth. Reciting poems and composing poems can cultivate our sentiments, enrich our spiritual world, and make people Our culture in the Tang Dynasty has developed and surpassed the culture of other countries..."
Li Hong walked to the desk and motioned to Bai Chun to fill a glass that had been prepared with water.
Li Hong leaned over and picked up a thin piece of paper in his hand, looked at the speechless crowd, and slowly continued: "But we must not have the paranoid idea that 'everything is inferior, only reading is good' . Why? It’s because of this thing in my hand!”
At some point, the crystal clear glass filled with water in Li Hong's hand was tightly covered with a piece of light white paper.
At this time, Li Hong was seen pouring the glass filled with water over in front of everyone, but the water inside did not leak out, not even a drop of water was spilled.
Everyone looked at Li Hong's actions and couldn't help but exclaimed! Even Bai Chun beside him looked at the glass in Li Hong's hand with disbelief, but not a drop of water was spilled.
Gao An, Hua Meng and others had witnessed Li Hong fishing for copper coins from the hot oil pan in Linhu Palace, but now he looked at the full glass of water because it was covered by a thin piece of paper. Not even a drop was spilled, and he was stunned.
(End of chapter)