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The chaos at the end of Han Dynasty was more severe in the north than in the south. Therefore, many scribes took refuge in the south in the early days, making the writing style in the south better than that in the north.
After Cao Cao unified the north, due to the advocacy of Cao Cao, Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and his son, and the efforts of Sun Rong, Chen Lin and others, the northern literary style gradually flourished, causing many scribes to return to the north.
However, the southern literary style is still prosperous. Scholars often gathered together to write poems and fuss, drink and talk.
Mingyue Tower is a place where Jiangdong literati often gather. Every fifteenth day, the bright moon shines in the sky, illuminating the blue bricks and green tiles upstairs with golden light, hence the name "Mingyue Tower".
When Liu Cong and Wang Can, accompanied by Liu Hu, Huang Zhong and a group of guards, arrived in front of Mingyue Tower, they were greeted by many literati and some officials.
Liu Cong only knew Gu Yong, but everyone else took the initiative to introduce themselves.
"Liu Zhoumu, I am Bu Zhao, the prefect of Poyang. Welcome Liu Zhoumu to come!"
¡°It turns out to be Buzi Mountain, I¡¯ve heard its name for a long time!¡±
Bu Zhao was a famous person in Jiangdong, and his sister Bu Lianshi was the most favored among all Sun Quan's wives. And Bu Zhao is both civil and military, and will definitely be the leader of Jiangdong officials in the future. Therefore, many scribes want to establish friendship with him.
"I am Zhang Wen of Wu County. I heard Liu Zhoumu and Zhang Shizhong's question and answer about heaven. I was very impressed and came here to ask for advice." Although Zhang Wen said he was asking for advice, there was a hint of arrogance in his attitude.
"I am in Pengcheng Yanzhen"
¡°I¡¯m with you, Wujun Jiyan¡¡±
"Sun Shao is in Xia Beihai"
"I'm going to visit Xu Biao in Guangling"
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"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you" Liu Cong handed over to everyone one by one.
There are many talents in Jiangdong. These people are still in vain. If they were in Jingzhou, Liu Cong would have reused them long ago.
Everyone knew that his father Liu Biao valued civility over military affairs, but Liu Cong discovered that he had no generals left and very few civil servants. It seemed that he would have to work hard to train him in the future.
The boss of Mingyue Tower has already prepared everything. Tables and desks are neatly placed in the hall, with pens and ink and brocade silk on them. For such a grand occasion, Cai Houzhi must be of too low a standard.
There is a woman beside every table, all of them are of extraordinary beauty. There is a woman at the front, dressed in white, playing the piano. What he was playing was "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" by Boya, who was known as the qin fairy in the Spring and Autumn Period.
The sound of the piano is melodious, like gurgling water, making people think a lot.
Everyone sat down, but still enjoying the sound of the piano. It wasn't until the final note of the song was set that everyone seemed to come to their senses and kept praising it.
"I heard that Liu Zhoumu also knows music. I wonder how I feel after listening to this piece of music by Mingyue Girl!" After praising it, Zhang Wen said to Liu Cong.
"Brother Huiru, Liu Zhoumu is a martial artist, how can you comment on music! Aren't you trying to make things difficult for others?" Before Liu Cong could speak, Yan Zhen took Zhang Wen's words.
"Mancai, this is wrong!" Sun Shao waved his hand to Yan Zhen, "People say that Liuzhou Mu is both civilized and martial arts, how can he not understand the music? And how can anyone who comes to Mingyue Tower have no literary talent or understand the music? Woolen cloth?"
"What Chang Xu said makes sense!"
Liu Cong listened to this and looked at Bu Zhi and Gu Yong, both of whom had smiles on their faces. He looked at Wang Can again, his face was full of anger, but he also looked helpless. Liu Cong immediately understood that tonight's poetry meeting was aimed at him. He wanted to see his jokes and make him look embarrassed.
It seems that Cao Pi¡¯s statement that literati have looked down on each other since ancient times is very reasonable.
But Liu Cong is not worried at all. If he wants to discuss poetry, even if all these people are added together, they are not enough for him!
"The bright moon and the sound of the piano come one after another, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This music should only be heard in the sky, and it must be heard several times in the world." When Liu Cong heard everyone finished speaking, he slowly sang this poem by the poet Du Fu. The first quatrain was recited after changing a few words.
Suddenly, all the sounds in the audience stopped.
The girl playing the piano, Mingyue, looked at Liu Cong in surprise, her eyes full of affection.
"The sound of Miss Mingyue's piano is a perfect match for the Lord's poem!" Wang Can immediately wrote down the poem, "In tonight's poetry meeting, this poem will definitely win the top prize!"
Jiangdong¡¯s talented scholar, who had been talking eloquently just now, with a tone full of ridicule, was dumbfounded at this time. Even Bu Zhi and Gu Yong couldn't help but shake their heads. They believed that no one present could write a poem of this level.
It may seem as simple as words, but every word is precious.
They didn¡¯t understand how Liu Cong could have such literary talent.
"Liu Zhoumu's poems are indeed unparalleled, butit's just that elegant poems should be based on five characters!" Although Ji Yan retorted, his tone seemed weak.
He is also a person who likes poetry. To be honest, he admires Liu Cong's poem very much. He felt that there were no flaws at all. But he has a mission today, I have to say.
"Zixiu's words make sense" Zhang Wen hurriedly agreed.
"You are really ignorant and ignorant!" Wang Can was furious, "You still call yourself a gifted scholar from Jiangdong. Don't you know that Cao Pi created a seven-character poem in Xuzhou and wrote a song called "Yan Ge Xing", which won the praises of Kong Rong, Chen Lin, Xu Qian and others praised it, and many scholars began to write seven-character poetry. How can it not be regarded as an elegant poem?"
"Butbut this is Jiangdong, and seven-character poems must still only be in the north"
"Ha" Liu Cong smiled, "Since everyone thinks that five-character poems are elegant poems, then we will do elegant poems tonight!"
"Okay, I really want to appreciate Liu Zhoumu's masterpiece."
"Everyone, Cao Mengde has a poem that says: How about singing to wine, what is life like? Tonight there is a bright moon in the sky, and there is good wine, how about we write a poem with the theme of the moon and wine?" Bu Zhi suggested.
"good!"
"good!"
Everybody agrees.
The woman next to her quickly filled up the wine and handed it to the scribes with both hands.
Many people are paying attention to the poetry meeting in Mingyue Tower tonight.
In Wuhou Mansion, Sun Quan was admiring the moon while listening to his wife Bu Lianshi playing the piano. At this time, a follower sent a letter.
Sun Quan opened it and looked at it carefully.
"It is indeed a good poem! The bright moon and the sound of the piano are rising day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This song can only be heard in the sky, how many times can it be heard in the world? I didn't expect Liu Chengguang to be so talented!" Sun Quan recited it several times. , "Tonight, I'm afraid this poem will win the first prize."
"My lord, not yet!"
"Is there any good poetry?"
"No, they agreed to compete with five-character poems, with the theme of the moon and wine. Liu Zhoumu said that he could only write one poem, which would beat all the others. Zhang Wen of Wu County refused to accept it, and made a bet with Liu Zhoumu that whoever loses will never write a poem in the future. !¡±
"This Zhang Huiru does have some literary talent. But with the theme of Moon and Wine, Zhang Wen will definitely win! It's just that he won't win with force!"
"My lord, this is because Governor Bu wants to win for us Jiangdong scribes. In the past, Xiangyang's literary style was better than ours in Jiangdong!"
"It's a pity that Liu Chengguang can't write poetry in the future!" Sun Quan said with a trace of regret in his tone.
Ganlu Temple, Mrs. Wu¡¯s room.
"Old madam, Miss, Liu Zhoumu composed a poem!" Suddenly a maid ran in.
"He is a martial artist, so vulgar, what kind of poetry can he write?" Sun Shangxiang said with disdain. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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