Chapter 398: The Lonely Chapter Covers the Whole Tang

One: "At least under will not distort history. Master Chen flicked his sleeves and said.

"How many times have I said it, that's romance, yes, it's not official history, you're really a dead brain." Zhang Nan was really speechless to the person in front of him who admitted his death.

"Since you think what you wrote is good, then you come up with something really good." Chen Daren is humane, but he regretted it as soon as he said it, after all, Zhang Nan is a person who wrote such a famous article as "Shi Shuo", when "Shi Shuo" came out, it spread throughout the literary world, making Chang'an City look like Chang'an paper is expensive.

And in addition to articles like "Shi Shuo", several poems made by Zhang Nan are also very well-known, especially one "Queqiao Immortal" and one "Chivalrous Travel", but Zhang Nan has become the deep dream of many girls, and it can be said that Zhang Nan now has a certain status in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty.

But the words were all spoken, and it was impossible to take them back, so Master Chen had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "That's right, it's just to come up with some really good articles and good things." ”

After hearing this, Zhang Nan unconsciously pointed to his nose, "Are you sure this is your request?" Zhang Nan was also surprised by this Lord Chen's thoughts, after all, the few articles he took out, not to mention in the literary world at that time, were also ranked in the entire Chinese poetry and song. Now the person in front of him actually let himself come up with a good article.

Isn't this a slap in the face of Zhang Nan, who is known as the "Chinese Poetry Library"?

"You're really an old birthday boy who eats arsenic, and you have a long life. You said that you want to make individual requests, and I have to consider it, you let me make a fuss, I think you will definitely not be able to run away from the newspaper to report. Zhang Nan said with a contemptuous face.

Now Zhang Nan is already thinking about what kind of article he should use to slap the face of the person in front of him.

"Don't say your words too early, this article is not something that can be done by saying it." It is not unfounded for Lord Chen to say this, the ancients wrote poems and articles, that were all about specific occasions, specific emotions to make a good article, if you want to copy a good article, the probability is definitely less than or equal to zero.

Lord Chen is also gambling, betting that Zhang Nan will definitely not be able to make a good article in such a short period of time.

"You say, whatever you want to hear, I'm free, I'm going to let you see and see how the writer is made." Zhang Nan stroked his official robe and said.

"But first I have to ask the emperor and all the adults, if I really make a splendid article, does that prove that my talent is higher than that of this Lord Chen in front of me?" Zhang Nan asked thoughtlessly.

"This is nature, what do you want to say." Li Erdao.

"Then if the minister's talent is higher than him, is this person's evaluation of the minister all floating clouds? In other words, what qualifications does he have to evaluate what his ministers write? Zhang Nan asked.

Li Er thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was the reason. Why should you judge what others are doing well or not when you can't do it yourself? So Li Er nodded and said, "That's right, if Qingquan you can really make a splendid article in such a short time, then I will ask Chen Aiqing to apologize to you." ”

"Does Chen Aiqing have any opinions?" Li Er asked.

At this point, Li Er has all ordered, so it must not be changed, so Lord Chen can only give up his hand and say: "The minister is no problem, if he can really make a splendid article in such a short time, then the minister will also admit it." ”

"With the emperor's words, the minister will be relieved." Zhang Nan said with a smile.

After Zhang Nan finished speaking, he began to search in the system to see what kind of article he was going to come up with, and after looking around, Zhang Nan finally found a poem that satisfied him.

That's right, what Zhang Nan found was the "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" made by Zhang Ruoxu, who was rated as "Lonely Cover the Whole Tang Dynasty".

"The lonely article covers the whole Tang Dynasty" is the evaluation of the ancients on "Spring River Flower and Moon Night", and the late Qing Dynasty scholar Wang Minyun commented that it "is a lonely article, but it is for everyone" Mr. Wen Yiduo in modern times also gave this poem a very high evaluation: "In front of this kind of poem, all praise is rap, almost blasphemous." And he said, "This is a poem within a poem, a pinnacle of a pinnacle." Looking back from here, even Liu Xiyi is a process, not to mention Lu Zhaolin and his supporting role Luo Bingwang, it is also a process of process. ”

If you really know this poem, then you must know that the above evaluation is true, "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", the whole poem has nine paragraphs and thirty-six sentences, four sentences and one rhyme, a total of nine rhymes. The structure is rigorous, the words are carved, and the philosophical level is infiltrated, and the comprehensive score is very high, which is worthy of the reputation of "covering the whole Tang Dynasty".

Now that Zhang Nan has already figured out what to use to decorate the calf, the rest of the things are much simpler.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the minister has already done it, and the minister has written a poem." As soon as Zhang Nan said this, the hall was shocked.

"What? So fast?! Li Er said that he was deeply shocked, that someone writes poems so quickly, Zhang Nan is writing poems, even copying can't be so fast.

"Yes, Qingquan, the emperor hasn't urged you yet, the old man still advises you to think clearly." Cui Shao reminded in a whisper on the side.

When Zhang Nan said this, even Xiao Yu beside him couldn't stand it. "That, Qingquan still don't joke, I advise you to think it through."

"That's right, Qingquan, you still think about it clearly, then someone composes poetry like you, this just said that he wrote poetry, and as soon as he closed his mouth, he wrote a poem." Li Erdao.

"It's okay, I'm sure it's okay. This poem was sent by the minister when he saw the spring water of the river by the river, and it can be regarded as a cold rice, this poem is actually done by the minister a long time ago, so just now the minister just reminisced about the beautiful scenery at that time. Zhang Nan said with a smile.

Zhang Nan's words were all like this, and Li Er didn't favor Zhang Nan too much, so he raised his chin and signaled that Zhang Nan could start his performance.

Zhang Nan stood up, straightened his official robe, and said slowly: "The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Zhang Nan's first two sentences calmed the scene at once, and then Zhang Nan continued unhurriedly.

"Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail; The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen. Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried. At this time, Zhang Nan didn't have time to look at the stunned crowd, and continued to take care of himself.

"Whose family is Bian Zhouzi tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower? Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned. At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month. The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water. Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home. The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward. The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road. I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees. ”