Chapter 911 Divine Turning Point (4)
"The names of Yin Masters and great talents, 'Bian (Gong), Li (Panlong), Yin (Shidan), and Xu (Bangcai)', are truly worthy of their reputation. pass."
"Let me just say, these are Bian, Li, Yin, and Xu."
After reading Yin Shidan's second poem "Yong of Chopsticks", many people felt this way stand up.
Yin Shidan was quite famous in the poetry circle during the Jiajing period. There are rumors in the current poetry circle that "Bian (Gong), Li (Panlong), Yin (Shidan), Xu (Bangcai)" are said. means side Gong, Li Panlong, Yin Shidan, and Xu Bangcai were the four outstanding figures in the poetry world at this time, just like the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and King Luo Bin, who were called "Wang Yang Lu Luo" by people at the time.
In particular, Yin Shidan’s humorous version of the first song "Ode to the Chopsticks" is even more majestic as the second song "The Ode to the Chops".
It makes the impression even more impressive.
It seems that this Yin Shidan knows the ropes well. He has a delicate heart hidden under his bold and unruly appearance.
Sure enough, anyone who leaves his name in history cannot be underestimated. Zhu Pingan reminded himself again in his heart.
After Yin Shidan, several more people came forward to express their opinions. The quality of their poems was also good, but compared with Yin Shidan's second poem "Yong Zhui", both in conception and wording, There is still a clear gap.
The poetry meeting gradually turned from high to low, until another masterpiece appeared:
"Ode to Bamboo Chops"
Born to be proud and strong, dedicated to good conduct.
After being struck with a knife and ax several times, I would rather bend my body than bend.
This is a poem by Zhang Juzheng.
After several people composed poems of average quality in succession, Zhang Juzheng, urged by several people around him, got up and stepped forward to compose the poem "Yin of Bamboo Chops".
This poem by Zhang Juzheng is written in running script, which is between running regular script and running cursive script. It has a good foundation in calligraphy. The words are connected by blood, the muscles and bones are strong, the wind is flowing, the posture is graceful, and the pen is smooth. Looking at the whole poem, it is like flowing clouds and flowing water, full of confidence and courage.
In terms of calligraphy, Zhang Juzheng's calligraphy is a level higher than Yin Shidan's calligraphy. The poems written by the two are not far apart, and the contrast in calligraphy is slightly obvious.
“Good poems, good calligraphy!”
“My uncle’s calligraphy is absolutely amazing. His handwriting is smooth and flowing, and it is done in one go. It shows that my uncle’s writing power is profound and he has the style of a great master.”
"Born with a strong character and a strong heart, he is committed to good conduct. After being chopped with axes and knives, he would rather bend his body than bend. This song "Bamboo Chops" by Uncle Da can be called the monument of bamboo chopsticks. Bamboo chopsticks are produced from bamboo. Bamboo has festivals and seasons. Proud and proud, I would rather break than bend, this body has integrity and pride Dissolved in the blood, even after being chopped with knives and axes and made into chopsticks, the bones are still upright and would rather break than bend."
"The poem only has twenty characters, but the image is full and vivid. , metaphorized by chopsticks People, vivid images, penetrating into the wood. This poem can be called the "Lime Song" of the chopsticks. One is upright and the other is innocent. They complement each other."
"Shu Da's calligraphy ranks among the best today. , Shuda’s poems are also It’s a rare masterpiece today.”
“Juzheng, Qi Zheng, haha, the poem is just like the person he is.”
Zhang Juzheng is very popular. After writing the poem, many people clapped. Praise, praise, and good reviews continue.
Although Gao Gong didn't comment, he still had a smile of approval on his face.
Zhu Ping'an also clapped along with the crowd and praised Zhang Juzheng's "Bamboo Chopstick Song". He was indeed Zhang Juzheng. Although it is a bit exaggerated to compare Zhang Juzheng's "Bamboo Chopsticks" to Yu Qian's "Lime Song", Zhang Juzheng's "Bamboo Chops" is definitely a rare masterpiece.
"My lords, you have given me the award. I am ashamed to say that I don't deserve it."
Amidst the praise from everyone, Zhang Juzheng returned to his seat, bowed to everyone humbly, and said softly and modestly.
"Good is good, uncle is too modest."
"Uncle's handwriting and this poem are completely worthy of it."
Zhang Juzheng's modesty made everyone more fond of him, and they all smiled and praised.
The poetry meeting continued. After Zhang Juzheng, two more people came forward to compose poems. Compared with Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng, the quality of their poems was obviously much ordinary.
Wang Yu sat at the main seat, dressed luxuriously, with a smile on his face, watching the performance of everyone in the audience, commenting on everyone's poems, regardless of their quality, and praising them without hesitation.
For King Yu, the better everyone behaves, the happier he is. As for the performance of everyone today and the quality of the poems, King Yu is quite satisfied, especially the poems of Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng. In King Yu's opinion, they are among the best today. If nothing else, two pieces of imperial gift Xi The inkstone is what they have in their pocket.
Next, things developed in line with what King Yu had said, and several more people came forward to compose poems. The quality of the poems was acceptable, but they could not compare with Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng.
By this time, basically everyone has stepped forward to compose poems, except for a few people.
Sitting high on the seat, with no intention of taking action, I felt that among those who had written poems, except for Zhang Juzheng and the unreliable Yin Shidan, no one else was worthy of giving in. Take action yourself.
Gao Gong was notoriously bad-tempered in Prince Yu's palace. He had always been conceited and domineering. Everyone was a little afraid of him. Seeing that he had no intention of writing poetry, everyone also understood his interest. No one made a fuss about Gao Gong. Compose poetry.
However, Zhu Pingan is different.
Until now, Zhu Ping'an has not taken the initiative to write poems. Instead, he sat there and ate happily. Many interested people saw it, especially Wang Yaozu, who was eating all the time. While staring at Zhu Pingan and seeing that Zhu Pingan was full after eating, he felt that the time was almost up, so he couldn't sit still.
"Sir Xiao Zhu, after conceiving it for so long, isn't it time for us to see and read the masterpiece?" Wang Yaozu squinted his eyes and looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile and said loudly.
Wang Yaozu’s voice was loud, especially when he said that the idea took so long, he deliberately emphasized his tone. At this moment, no one came forward to compose poems. Wang Yaozui's specially accentuated voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Yes, Mr. Zhu, we should all enjoy the masterpiece. You have been thinking about it for so long, so it's time for us to read it."
"That's right."
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Several people followed closely and echoed.
As for the idea taking so long?
Wang Yaozu and the others were laughing in their hearts. They had been paying attention just now. Zhu Pingan had no ideas and was busy eating.
They deliberately emphasized that Zhu Pingan had conceived it for so long, with good intentions, just to make Zhu Pingan even more disgraced when Zhu Pingan failed to produce a masterpiece.
After conceiving it for so long, you still composed the poem like this? !
"Mr. Xiao Zhu is a talented person and has been imagining it for so long. It must be a masterpiece. We can't wait to read it."
"I have heard about Mr. Zhu's name for a long time, and I will not be disappointed."< br>
Wang Yaozu and others urged again and again.
"Well, Ping'an is not good at poetry, I'm afraid it will make you laugh." Zhu Ping'an stood up and shook his head modestly.
"Master Zhu is humble."
"Master Zhu is so humble, but he looks down on us?"
Wang Yaozu and others pursued him hotly.
"How could it be so? In that case, Ping An would be embarrassed." Zhu Ping An bowed his head and then walked towards the screen under the gaze of everyone.
When Zhu Pingan picked up the brush, everyone's eyes were like spotlights, focusing on Zhu Pingan.
After picking up the brush, Zhu Ping'an thought for a moment, then dipped it in ink, swung the brush freely on the screen, moved the brush like a dragon, and wrote the title "Ode to Chopsticks" eloquently.
"Hey, this word! It's as powerful as a frightening dragon, floating like floating clouds, iron painted with silver hooks, unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Master Zhu's calligraphy has reached such an extent?! It's really unbelievable!"
"Good calligraphy!"< br>
"I just thought that Uncle Shu's calligraphy was the best today, unparalleled, but I didn't expect that Master Zhu's calligraphy was even better."
Everyone was amazed.
People who originally looked down upon Zhu Pingan could not help but look at him seriously now.
After seeing the word "Yong Zhi" written by Zhu Pingan, Wang Yaozu's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart suddenly rushed to his throat.
How can Zhu Pingan's handwriting be so good? ! This kind of calligraphy can be described by everyone. In the Ming Dynasty, the calligraphy that can surpass Zhu Pingan is probably no more than ten people!
You are not shooting yourself in the foot, are you?
Wang Yaozu's face turned gray, and his palms began to sweat nervously.
Zhang Juzheng's "Ode to Chopsticks" comes from Zhu Langcaijin, a contemporary non-famous poet.
(End of this chapter)