The rise of the poor

Chapter 1073 The proposition has become a sub-question

The ultimate version of "Quiet Night Thoughts" is coming out!

Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth, bowed his hands to Meng Chong and said, "Please prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones for me."

"Hehe, pretending... Poetry Immortal's classics can also be changed at will? And prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones?! Overwhelmed, dying..."

Big Red Flying Fish Clothes Jin Yiwei sneered at Zhu Ping'an when he heard the words, his voice was not lowered much, his voice was harsh and ugly like a jackal.Heh, you, Zhu Ping'an, are all fat pigs on the chopping board, and you will never turn around again, so why do I care about you.

"Hey, look at the miscellaneous family's memory, it really should be typed. If it wasn't for Master Xiao Zhu's reminder, the miscellaneous family almost forgot about the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Come on, you guys prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Master Xiao Zhu."

As Meng Chong said, he stretched out his hand and slapped himself, and commanded the little eunuch who followed him to give Zhu Pingan a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone had just been set up, and Zhu Ping'an picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink, and put it on the rice paper.

"Ugh……"

When Meng Chong saw that Zhu Pingan was about to write without even thinking about it, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise, what he wrote was too sloppy.

Zhu Pingan looked up at Meng Chong.

"Master Zhu, don't you think about it before writing?" Meng Chong couldn't help reminding Zhu Ping'an.

The big red flying fish suit Jin Yiwei smiled, Zhu Pingan is going to abandon himself and give up treatment!
"Didn't Eunuch Meng say that His Majesty is still waiting for his return? Your Majesty's time is precious. How dare you keep His Majesty waiting for peace?"

Zhu Pingan smiled slightly and replied softly.

After finishing speaking, regardless of Meng Chong and others who were in a daze, Zhu Pingan directly wrote on the rice paper and began to write vigorously.

Except for dipping in the ink a few times in the middle, Zhu Pingan's writing brush never stopped.

"Heaven's evil is still forgivable; self-inflicted evil cannot be lived. Eunuch Meng, he wants to commit suicide, what are you doing to stop him? You can't stop him either." Big Red Flying Fish Clothes Jin Yiwei came to Meng Chong's side, sarcastically in a hoarse voice Zhu Pingan.

However, before he could finish his sarcasm about Zhu Pingan, Zhu Pingan in the cell had already finished writing.

"I would like to ask Eunuch Meng to submit it to your majesty." Zhu Pingan closed his pen, bowed his hands to Meng Chong, and interrupted the irony of the big red flying fish suit Jin Yiwei.

ha? !

That's it? !

Meng Chong was stunned and didn't react for a while. Although he saw Zhu Pingan's writing with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't accept the fact.

How long has it been? !Not to mention it's time for a cup of tea, the tea hasn't been poured yet, has it?
Meng Chong subconsciously glanced at the timed sandalwood, and found that the sandalwood was only just lit.

Big Red Flying Fish and Jin Yiwei were also stunned, what the hell, you finished writing a poem before I finished speaking? !But soon he recovered from the stunned, pulled the corners of his mouth down and taunted, "Hmph, hastily done things, gave up on yourself, can you read the poems written so quickly? Wouldn't it be dirty to submit them? Eyes of the Holy One?!"

In fact, it wasn't just Dahong Feiyufu Jinyiwei who thought this way, almost all the literate people present thought so.

"Thoughts at a Quiet Night" is a classic ancient poem by Li Bai, the poet fairy. Zhu Pingan finished revising it so quickly, and the quality can be imagined.

Including Meng Chong himself thinks about the same way.

Although Zhu Pingan is known as the youngest champion of the Ming Dynasty, and the prelude to Qingci is also known as the emperor's heart, but now it is Li Bai's masterpiece "Quiet Night Thoughts", which Zhu Pingan has finished writing so quickly ? !
Can you write well? !

With suspicious eyes, Meng Chong set his eyes on Zhu Pingan's "Quiet Night Thoughts", without any expectations in his heart.

""Quiet Night Thoughts""

The three words caught Meng Chong's eyes, um, among other things, the writing of this word is quite good, flamboyant and powerful, the champion man is really good at handwriting.

Looking further down, the first line of the poem came to Meng Chong's eyes: "The moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground."

Hey, this sentence Zhuangyuan Lang made a change, Meng Chong remembers it very clearly, the original is "Looking at the bright moon in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground."

Meng Chong also has a foundation, although he can't compare with his professional background, he still has a certain appreciation ability.

After Zhuangyuan Lang changed this sentence, it is more catchy than the original. There is a verb in the middle of the original "Looking at the moonlight in front of the bed", and the tone will pause unconsciously when reading it, and it is a bit sluggish, but it was changed by Zhuang Yuanlang to "bed After "Moonlight Before the Moon", it becomes much more catchy to read.No matter how deep it is, Meng Chong probably still has it, but because of his limited literary skills, he can't see it, but it is an indisputable fact that he can speak eloquently.

It seems that it has really changed? !

After reading the first two sentences, Meng Chong involuntarily raised his head and glanced at Zhu Pingan, wanting to see if Zhu Pingan had grown a head. In such a short period of time, he could actually revise Shixian's poems? !

Just one head!

How did you do it? !

Meng Chong withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and continued to look down: "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown."

Ok?
This sentence has also changed.

The original work is "Looking up at the mountains and moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown." Zhuangyuan Lang revised it to "Raise your head and look at the bright moon, bow your head and think about your hometown".It also reads more fluently. Meng Chong also came to Beijing from other places. Every night when the moon is full, he looks forward to the act of homesickness when the moon is full. , as if "raise your head" feels more homesick than "raise your head". "Mountain moon" was changed to "bright moon", which made it easier to read. Meng Chong couldn't understand the deeper reason.

However, with such a change in the whole poem, it is an indisputable fact that it is catchy to read, and it is more conducive to recitation.

As for the artistic conception, I feel that Zhuangyuanlang's is more beautiful and vivid. Of course, this may also be due to my lack of literary knowledge.

However, if you let yourself choose, it seems that the version modified by Zhuangyuan Lang seems to be better than the original.

Zhuangyuan Lang seems to have really done it? !
I originally thought that this is a free proposition, but I never expected that for Zhuangyuan Lang, this is a sub-question.

"Master Xiao Zhu is worthy of being the number one scholar. This song "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" has been changed by Master Zhu, and it seems to be better than the original." Meng Chong held the rice paper in both hands, and said to Zhu Pingan with a smile.

"What?! To a higher level?" Big Red Flying Fish Clothes Jin Yiwei was stunned when he heard this, Eunuch Meng must be joking, the poem that Zhu Pingan modified without even thinking about it can also be improved by a higher level than the original poem by Li Bai ? !
Big Red Flying Fish dressed in Jin Yiwei leaned forward in disbelief and took a look at Zhu Pingan's revision of "Quiet Night Thoughts".

Uh

It looks like it really is.
Big Red Flying Fish suit Jin Yiwei was silent.

"Ping'an is just trying to drive ducks to the shelves. If you are lucky enough to have a bit of demeanor as a poet, it's just because Ping'an is standing on the shoulders of giants." Zhu Ping'an said modestly, cupping his hands.

"Standing on the shoulders of giants. Zhuangyuan Lang uttered amazing words casually, and it is too difficult to be humble, haha" Meng Chong said with a smile, and then carefully put away the rice paper, thinking in his heart, this sentence The words are quite interesting, and we can tell the Holy Spirit together at that time.

(End of this chapter)