Chapter 907: God's Turning Point (4)

"Lord Yin's great talent, the names of 'Bian (Gong), Li (Panlong), Yin (Shidan), and Xu (Bangcai)' are well deserved."

"I'll just say, this is Bian, Li, Yin, and Xu."

After reading Yin Shidan's second song "Yongzhen", many people sighed so emotionally.

Yin Shidan is quite famous in the poetry circle in the Jiajing period, and there is a saying in the current poetry circle that "Bian (Gong), Li (Panlong), Yin (Shidan), Xu (Bangcai)", which means that Bian Gong, Li Panlong, Yin Shidan, and Xu Bangcai are the four outstanding figures in the poetry circle at this time, just like Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Binwang, the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, were called "Wang Yang Lu Luo" by the people at that time.

Especially Yin Shidan's previous game humorous version of "Yongzhen", the second "Yongzhen" is even more majestic.

It's even more impressive.

It seems that this Yin Shidan is well versed in this way, and there is a delicate heart hidden under his bold and uninhibited appearance.

Sure enough, anyone who has left a name in history should not be underestimated. Zhu Ping'an reminded himself again in his heart.

After Yin Shidan, several more people stepped forward to wave, and the quality of their poems was also acceptable, but compared with Yin Shidan's second poem "Yongzhen", there was still an obvious gap in terms of concept and wording.

The poem will gradually move from high to low tide until another masterpiece appears:

"The Song of the Bamboo Chopstick"

Born proud and strong, with a good character.

After several slashes with knives and axes, he would rather bend than bend.

This is Zhang Juzheng's poem.

After a few ordinary quality poems by several people in a row, Zhang Juzheng got up and made this "Bamboo Chopstick" under the urging of several people around him.

Zhang Juzheng's poem is written in a line of calligraphy, between the line and the grass, quite a calligraphy foundation, the blood between the words is connected, the muscles and bones are strong, the wind is sprinkled, the posture is beautiful, the pen is smooth and smooth, and the whole poem is like flowing water, full of confidence and courage.

In terms of calligraphy, Zhang Juzheng's calligraphy is a step higher than Yin Shidan's calligraphy. The poems of the two inscriptions are not far away, and the contrast in calligraphy is slightly obvious.

"Good poems, good words!"

"Uncle's hand is simply amazing, flowing smoothly, in one go, it can be seen that the uncle's pen is profound, just like everyone's demeanor."

"Born proud and strong, with a heart of good conduct. After several slashes with knives and axes, he would rather bend than bend...... Uncle Da's "Bamboo Chopsticks" can be called the solar term monument of bamboo chopsticks, bamboo chopsticks are produced in bamboo, bamboo has a knot, proud bones, rather bent than bent, this body of solar terms and proud bones dissolve in the blood, even if it is cut into chopsticks by a knife and axe, the bones are the same integrity, rather bend. Good poem, really a rare good poem. ”

"The poem is only two crosses, but the image is full and vivid, with a metaphor for people, vivid images, into three points. This poem can be called the "Lime Yin" of the Chopsticks, one is upright, the other is innocent, and they complement each other. ”

"Uncle's calligraphy is the top of today's list, and Uncle's poems are also rare masterpieces today."

"Juzheng, Zhengzheng, hehe, poetry is like its people."

Zhang Juzheng's popularity is very good, and after finishing the poem, many people applauded and praised it, and the praise continued.

Although Gao Gong did not comment, he also smiled approvingly.

Zhu Ping'an also applauded with everyone, and praised Zhang Juzheng's "Bamboo Chop Yin", which is worthy of Zhang Juzheng. Although it is an exaggeration for everyone to compare Zhang Juzheng's "Bamboo Basket Yin" to Yu Qian's "Lime Yin", Zhang Juzheng's "Bamboo Basket Yin" is definitely a rare masterpiece.

"Your Excellency has won the award, and you are ashamed to be ashamed."

In the praise of everyone, Zhang Juzheng returned to his seat, humbly bowed hands with everyone, and said softly and modestly.

"Good is good, uncle is too humble."

"Uncle's handwriting, this poem, is completely worthy of it."

Zhang Juzheng's modesty made everyone more impressed, and they all smiled and praised.

The poetry will continue, and two more people after Zhang Juzheng stepped forward to write poems, and the quality of the poems is obviously much more ordinary than Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng.

Yuwang sat on the main seat, richly dressed, smiling, watching the performance of everyone in the field, and commented on everyone's poems, regardless of quality, without hesitation.

For Yuwang, the better the crowd behaved, the happier he was. In terms of today's performance and the quality of the poems, Yuwang is still quite satisfied, especially the poems of Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng, in Yuwang's view, they belong to today's best.

Next, the development of things is also consistent with that of King Yu, and several people stepped forward to write poems, the quality of the poems is acceptable, but they can't be compared with Yin Shidan and Zhang Juzheng.

By this time, basically everyone had come forward to write poems, except for a few people.

Gao Gong sat upright on the seat, without the slightest intention of making a move, and felt that these people who had written poems in the field, except for Zhang Juzheng and the unreliable Yin Shidan, no one else was worthy of letting him make a move.

Gao Gong is notoriously bad in Yuwangfu's temper, he has always been conceited, everyone is a little afraid of him, seeing that he has no intention of composing poetry, everyone is also interested, and no one coaxes Gao Gong to write poems.

However, Zhu Ping'an is different.

The poetry meeting has been going on so far, Zhu Ping'an has not taken the initiative to come forward to compose poems, but sits there and eats happily, many people with a heart have seen it, especially Wang Yaozu is staring at Zhu Ping'an all the time, seeing that Zhu Ping'an is full of burps, he feels that the time is almost up, so he can't sit still.

"Lord Xiao Zhu, after thinking about it for so long, shouldn't we also let us see and read the masterpiece?" Wang Yaozu squinted his eyes, looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile and said loudly.

Wang Yaozu's voice was very loud, especially when he said that he had been thinking for so long, he deliberately accentuated his tone. At this moment, no one happened to come forward to compose a poem, and Wang Yaozui's deliberately accentuated voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Yes, Lord Zhu, you have been thinking about it for so long, and you should let us read the masterpiece."

"Yes."

Several people chimed in.

As for being conceived for so long?

Wang Yaozu and they were smiling in their hearts, they had been paying attention to it just now, where did Zhu Ping'an have something in mind, and he had been busy eating.

They deliberately emphasized that Zhu Ping'an had conceived for so long, with good intentions, just to make Zhu Ping'an even more discouraged when Zhu Ping'an couldn't come up with a good work.

It's been so long since you conceived it, and you still write a poem like this?!

"Lord Xiao Zhu is a champion talent, and he has been thinking about it for so long, it must be a masterpiece, and I can't wait to read it."

"I have heard of Lord Zhu's name for a long time, and I will not be disappointed."

Wang Yaozu and others urged again and again.

"Well, peace is not good at poetry, I am afraid it will make you laugh." Zhu Ping'an got up and shook his head modestly.

"Lord Zhu is humble."

"Lord Zhu is so modest, but he looks down on me?"

Wang Yaozu and others pursued them relentlessly.

"Why, since this is the case, then peace is ugly." Zhu Ping'an was stunned, and then walked to the screen under the gaze of everyone.

When Zhu Ping'an picked up the brush, everyone's eyes were like spotlights, brushing and brushing, focusing on Zhu Ping'an.

After holding the brush, Zhu Ping'an thought a little, then dipped in ink, waved the pen and fell on the screen, moving the pen like a swimming dragon, sprinkled with the title of "Yongzhen".

"Whoa, that's it! Like a frightened dragon, floating like a floating cloud, iron painting silver hook, the crown of ancient and modern, Lord Zhu's words have reached such a level? ! It's incredible! ”

"Good word!"

"I just thought that Uncle's words were the crown of today, and there was no one like them, but I didn't expect Lord Zhu's words to be even better."

The crowd was amazed.

The people who originally despised Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but face it up at this moment.

After seeing the word "Yongzhen" inscribed by Zhu Ping'an, Wang Yaozu's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his heart suddenly ran to his throat.

How can Zhu Ping'an's words be so good?! This kind of calligraphy can already be described by everyone, in Daming calligraphy can surpass Zhu Ping'an, I'm afraid it can't exceed ten people!

You can't just lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot, right?

Wang Yaozu's face was pale, and his palms began to sweat nervously.