The old man's words were powerful and resonant. Most of the scholars in Ganzhou nodded lightly with a look of shame on their faces. Zhang Wankong might be full of doubts, but Zhang Longxiang did not have any rebellious tendencies. If even the old man said so, then they should reflect deeply on themselves.
Some people in the Lumen Army lowered their heads slightly, but there were still some generals who gritted their teeth. They did not expect that even the famous Poetry Addict would help the Marquis of Zhujiang.
Wei Changxian was inwardly startled; these two lines, 'My humble self has not dared to forget to worry about the country, the matter has to wait for the coffin to be closed', were really too unusual. If this poem could really protect the country, the scholars would inevitably be influenced, and thus they would think that perhaps Zhang Longxiang was not a rebel.
The poetry of the human race had always been powerful.
Wei Changxian frowned, trying his best to think of a way to counterattack.
Poetic Addict Old Man continued, "The neck couplet reads, 'The saints of heaven and earth support the temple, the elders of the capital look forward to peace'. Among the Six Arts of Noblemen, there were 'Ming He Luan', 'He Luan', 'He Luan', 'He Luan', and 'He Luan'. The people of Jingzhou City all hope that the sages will protect the country, and they also hope that the King Of Chu can recover the lost land. "
"At the end of the couplet, 'Chu Shi Biao connects the present and the past, and looks more carefully at midnight under the lamp.'" The brush turned from the distant capital back to the present. At this time, even if the poet was ambitious, he could only read 'Chu Shi Biao' by the lamp. As you can see, Zhang Longxiang hopes that the King Of Chu will let bygones be bygones and trust him like how Liu Bei trusts Zhuge Half-saint. And Zhang Longxiang will definitely follow Zhuge Half-saint's example and make contributions to Chu. "
"Mr. Poetry Addict's explanation is thorough. Once you make a move, you can prevent others from randomly interpreting the poem," the Ganzhou Prefect said.
Poetic Addict Old Man sighed and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen the beginning of a good poem. This poem is too sorrowful and indignant, it's full of personal feelings, which is not good for the whole poem. In Old Man's opinion, we should be in Mingzhou right now. However, once the news spread, he would definitely become a Guardian within ten years! Who would have thought that the Old Man's ambition when he was young would be fulfilled by Zhang Longxiang? If he had the chance, he would definitely thank him. The line in the poem, 'My humble self did not dare to forget my country', became a famous quote for scholars. Magistrate, I don't think so. From tomorrow onwards, let all the academies in Ganzhou hang this article. "
The prefectural magistrate of Ganzhou smiled and said, "That's right. This poem was written in Ganzhou, and the people of Ganzhou are proud of it. We will definitely educate the young students."
The expressions of the Lumen Army generals were not good. The people of Ganzhou felt proud, but the generals of the Lumen Army were miserable. The song "Green hills beyond the mountains and towers beyond the towers, when will the singing and dancing of the Eastern River cease?" The warm breeze intoxicates the wanderers, and they call Ganzhou Liuzhou. "Coupled with this poem, it was enough to make the young students of Ganzhou hate the Lumen Army.
Someone suddenly said, "Why hasn't this poem been published yet?"
The Poetic Addict smiled and said, "If a person produces a good poem, the Literature Rankings will be strictly reviewed. They will even use the Great Confucian Elder of the Notre-Dame. After the Great Confucian Elder approves, the poem will be published. If even the Great Confucian Elder cannot decide, the Eastern Sage will make the decision. "
"There must be someone in the Notre-Dame who is not satisfied." The prefectural magistrate of Ganzhou smiled and said.
The scholars of Ganzhou immediately laughed and felt proud. The Kong Shengwen Realm had always been suppressed by the Saint Origin Realm. Today, two good poems were produced consecutively, and the scholars of the Kong Shengwen Realm were proud.
Some of the officers of the Lumen Army also slightly relaxed their brows.
"Let's wait and see the title of the poem."
Everyone discussed the poem while waiting. However, when the poem appeared on the Literature Rankings … The entire place was silent.
On the Literature Rankings, the name of the poem was 《Two Questions of the Lumen Army》, which was similar to the first poem 《Two Questions of the Lumen Army》.
"Zhang Longxiang is going to destroy the Lumen Army together …" A young Grand Scholar muttered softly.
"This feud is really big."
"Ha, the great Marquis of Zhujiang can't even participate in the banquet. The Lumen Army did this once, so don't blame Zhang Longxiang for repaying them fifteen times! "
"Forget it, let's not get involved in their matters. Let's just talk about the poem!" An old man said.
The prefectural magistrate of Ganzhou immediately laughed and said, "Today, let's not talk about gratitude or hatred. Let's talk about the poem! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the third thunderous voice exploded in the sky above Ganzhou City.
"Three Questions of the Lumen Army!"
The expressions of all the scholars became particularly strange. They all looked at the general of the Lumen Army.
Some of the generals were flushed with shame, while others were flushed with anger. Other than Marquis Lu Men, no one could maintain their composure.
"Is there an end to this!" Wei Changxian said angrily.
Then, the voice continued to recite the poem.
"Rivers and mountains enter the war picture,
What is the plan of the people, Le Qiao Su,
Based on Jun Mo's words,
A general's success is built on thousands of bones! "
When the last sentence was recited, it was as if thousands of bones surrounded the city. Murderous intent filled the air, and the entire Ganzhou City was like a field in winter. It was dead silent. After a long time, the cries of children could be heard everywhere in the city.
"The words of the Empty Plate!" Poetic Addict suddenly sighed.
However, the rest of the scholars kept their mouths shut. It was difficult for them to say anything because they were only talking about the poem and not about gratitude or hatred. However, if they were to talk about this poem, it was impossible to avoid the topic of gratitude or hatred.
After a long while, Poetic Addict smiled and said, "Since no one is speaking, then Old Man will be the villain!"
The expressions of the Lumen Army changed. They did not know what to say because this poem was even more heart-wrenching than the first one. Wei Changxian gritted his teeth.
"In this' Three Questions of the Lumen Army ', the first sentence' Rivers and mountains enter the war picture 'is majestic. The person who wrote this sentence must have an extraordinary mind. Just by reading this sentence, you can see that the land of Jiangnan's waterways is included in the war picture. It is very heroic. However, when it is connected to the second sentence, there is a huge change in the poetic meaning. When the war starts, the people of Jiangnan can't even make a living by gathering firewood. "
"As for the third sentence 'Based on Jun Mo's words, I don't know if it is admonishment or sarcasm. As for whether it should be understood as' Please don't talk about accumulating military merits and becoming a king 'or' A general like you who doesn't care about the lives of his soldiers is not worthy to talk about becoming a king. ' As for the last sentence 'A general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers', there should be no ambiguity in the poetic meaning. It should be 'Because the achievements of every general are built on the bones of thousands of soldiers'. "
Poetic Addict sighed and said, "Ten years of imprisonment created a great talent in the literary world. The first one 'Green hills beyond the mountains beyond the towers', the second one 'I dare not forget to worry about the country', and the third one 'A general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers'. It is really like 'Across the Sky Hard Words', shocking people's hearts. Thousands of years later, even if these three poems all become famous, Old Man will not be surprised. What a good 'A general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers'. Just this sentence alone has the power to protect the country. "
After Poetic Addict finished speaking, he lowered his head and pondered carefully.
The Gan Prefecture Magistrate smiled and said, "Your sentence 'Across the Sky Hard Words' is also a rare good sentence. It echoes Zhang Mingzhou's poem."
Poetic Addict was so obsessed that he did not say a word.
The Gan Prefecture Magistrate did not take it to heart. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Grand Secretary Xun Tianling was also staring at the poem that he had just finished, sighing from time to time.
"In today's world, the only person who can be compared to Zhang Longxiang is Fang Xusheng. However, Fang Xusheng's poem does not have such grief and indignation, nor does it have such … As Poetic Addict said, there is no such 'hard words', "Xun Tianling said.
Poetic Addict smiled and said, "That is natural. Fang Xusheng is still young after all. He does not have enough military experience. In this aspect, he is not as good as the Marquis of Zhujiang who has inherited military merits."
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