Chapter 976 I’ll lend you Qing Ci for use
Qing Ci plays the role of the emperor, so that Jin Hui can keep his light; the elixir expresses the truth, and brings the leaves of the pearl sac to measure.
Qingci is a literary style that combines epigraphs, memorials, congratulations and other literary styles. It requires both neat form and gorgeous writing. The most important thing is that the written Qingci must satisfy Emperor Jiajing. This It’s very difficult to write.
Zhu Ping'an stayed at his desk for a long time, but could not come up with a satisfactory Qingci.
Everyone here is actually similar to Zhu Pingan. They worked hard to choose words and sentences, but in the end they were not satisfied.
However, Yuan Wei is different.
Yuan Wei is worthy of being the future Prime Minister of Qingci. When everyone in the room was blushing at the words and sentences, Yuan Wei was calm and calm, with a graceful demeanor, and he wrote like a flowing cloud, and he finished the article in a swipe. Qingci.
"I would like to ask my father-in-law to submit the imperial review."
Like a proud big rooster, Yuan Wei passed by Zhu Pingan arrogantly, glanced at Zhu Pingan, and saw Zhu Pingan The rice paper on the safe table was pure white, and he couldn't help but sneer, and then he flicked the Qing Ci in his hand in a showy way, and then handed it to the waiting young father-in-law with both hands, who handed it to Emperor Jiajing for reading.
“Teacher, I have finished writing, can I hand it in in advance?”
In Zhu Ping'an's eyes, Yuan Wei was just like a bad academic who turned in his papers early in the exam and looked down on the whole class.
How grown up and childish.
Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.
For Zhu Pingan's expression, Yuan Wei interpreted it as a forced smile, because Zhu Pingan felt that he could not compare with himself, so he smiled bitterly.
Inspired by this understanding, Yuan Wei's literary thoughts surged again, and his writing skills were as fast as flying, and his writing seemed to be divinely assisted.
Swish Swish Swish.
During tea time, I finished another Qing Ci.
So Yuan Wei repeated the action of handing over Qing Ci for the first time.
Like a victorious rooster, it once again walked past Zhu Pingan's table with arrogance, glanced at Zhu Pingan's table again, and saw that the rice paper on Zhu Pingan's table was the same as before. There was a blank, and he couldn't help but sneered contemptuously again.
This time Yuan Wei's sneer was much louder than last time, which was very obvious in the silent room.
Everyone noticed.
Everyone knows Yuan Wei's character. He is a proud and conceited person. It is not surprising that he can do such a thing.
Everyone looked here with curious little eyes, curious about how the situation would develop, curious about how Zhu Pingan would respond, curious...
However, what disappointed everyone was that Zhu Pingan faced Don't change your mind, don't react to it, turn a deaf ear.
Zhu Pingan turned a blind eye. In Yuan Wei's opinion, Zhu Pingan was shameless and did not dare to react. I have already written two Qing Ci poems, but he, the top scholar, still has a blank piece of paper. Isn’t he shameless?
"Haha, Eunuch Liu, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect to write another article so soon. I have to trouble you to make another trip."
Yuan Wei deliberately stood in front of Zhu Pingan's table and put the hand in his hand. He put the Qing Ci in his palm, knocked it, and then said to Eunuch Liu who had just returned from the door.
"Where, where, with this kind of hard work, the Zajia family would like to have more, the better."
Eunuch Liu smiled and replied, it is indeed the case, the more people in the room contributed Qingci , the better he does this job.
Just now, Eunuch Liu handed over the Qing Ci written by Yuan Wei to the palace where Emperor Jiajing practiced. Fortunately, he was summoned by Emperor Jiajing. After looking at Yuan Wei's Qing Ci, Emperor Jiajing nodded and said A "Yes" The battle is neat, not bad." Then he asked Eunuch Liu about the progress of Wuyi Dian Qingci. Eunuch Liu responded truthfully and told Emperor Jiajing what Zhu Ping'an said, "roll up your sleeves and work hard". Emperor Jiajing heard this Long Yan was delighted.
"This is the first time His Majesty has smiled today. You are a very good boy. Please pay more attention to your errands in the future."
Because Emperor Jiajing Long Yan was so happy, Eunuch Liu also received a compliment from Huang Jin, which made Eunuch Liu happy. Not victorious.
Huang Jin is the number one father-in-law in the palace. He has great power. With Huang Jin's approval, his future will be bright.
After Yuan Wei handed Qingci to Eunuch Liu, he passed by Zhu Pingan and returned to his place. When passing by Zhu Pingan, Yuan Wei seemed to have accidentally seen the blank rice paper on Zhu Pingan's table. He pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Why doesn't Mr. Zhu start writing? It has been conceived for so long. What about Mr. Zhu's work?" The masterpiece of Qingci must be "the pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods". "
Yuan Wei's words are very ironic, and you can hear them as soon as you hear them.
"Haha."
The pen fell into the storm, and the poem turned into weeping ghosts and gods. Yuan Wei's mouth was really poisonous. When everyone in the room heard the words, many people couldn't help but chuckle. Suddenly, everyone's interest became more intense. Their eyes were focused on Zhu Pingan like a spotlight. They were all kicked in the face. Let's see how Zhu Pingan reacts.
Are you still excited? !
After hearing Yuan Wei's sarcastic words, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but look up at Yuan Wei. Yuan Wei's surprise in his eyes was exaggerated, and his sarcastic expression was particularly embarrassing. Zhu Pingan couldn't help but think To satisfy him.
The four eyes meet.
A smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Yes, this is interesting. When everyone saw this, their faces flushed with excitement. I have been sitting here for so long, composing Qingci, and my brain is almost empty. It is not too good to have such a good show at this time for everyone to tune in and enjoy. After thinking about it for so long, it’s time to relax.
The two looked at each other.
One second
Two seconds
Suddenly, a simple and honest smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Pingan's mouth. Haha, just when he looked at Yuan Wei, a bold and interesting inspiration flew into Zhu Pingan's mind: Haha, you are not full of literary thoughts and awesome. Well, how about I "borrow" the Qingci that you became famous for ten years later?
It felt like borrowing Yuan Wei's hand to slap him in the face.
When he thought of this, the smile at the corner of Zhu Pingan's mouth became more and more honest.
Yuan Wei won the favor of Emperor Jiajing by writing Qing Ci, and then he rose through the ranks and reached the cabinet position. Regardless of Yuan Wei's character, his talent and his achievements in Qingci are undeniable.
However, as the saying goes, the older the person is, the more powerful his literary skills will be. It has accumulated and fermented. Yuan Wei ten years from now will definitely have better Qingci skills than Yuan Wei now.
What's more, Yuan Wei's famous Qingci ten years later is not even more impressive than his song "Luo Shui Xuan Gui Chu Xian Rui".
The other thing is, ten years, such a long time span, Yuan Wei must have thought about that famous Qingci now, and there is no need to worry about plagiarism.
Yeah
It was decided happily.
So, Zhu Pingan had a simple and honest smile on his lips, looked up at Yuan Wei, and replied humbly: "Haha, Mr. Yuan is joking, Pingan is stupid. He has been imagining it for so long, and he only came up with it. It's just a humble work, so how can it be worthy of Master Yuan's words: "The pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods" (End of Chapter)