Cheng Chumo snorted, raised his head, and clasped his hands behind his back. He said loudly, "Fine, I won't lower myself to your level. Listen well, this young master's frontier poem is called 'Joining the Army'. "
Joining the Army
Qinghai Chang Yun Dark Snow Mountain, Gu Cheng looks at Jade Gate Pass.
Yellow sand wears golden armor after a hundred battles, Lou Lan will not return until it is broken.
The poem 'Joining the Army' was recited from Cheng Chumo's mouth. When he finished reciting the poem, in an instant, the entire hall seemed to explode with thunder.
Each and every scholar's eyes were filled with splendor as they competed to discuss Cheng Chumo's' Joining the Army '. Indeed, this' Join the Army 'was majestic and unparalleled. It also contained fearless perseverance and fighting spirit.
This was something that anyone could read.
This poem was also very catchy.
Wei Shuyu came from a prestigious family, and naturally had the ability to distinguish between good and bad poems. When Wei Shuyu finished listening to Cheng Chumo's poem, his face twitched, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He took two steps back before he stabilized himself.
How could it be?
How could Cheng Chumo compose a poem?
Even so, he still had a shocked expression on his face. Because this time, Cheng Chumo had brought him too much surprise.
This' Joining the Army 'had completely defeated him!
Compared to Cheng Chumo's poem, his' Returning from the Fortress' was like a child's poem.
There was no imposing manner.
There was no chance of winning.
If there were no other scholars watching, perhaps Wei Shuyu would have to fight for a while. The problem was, in front of Miss Qianxue and countless scholars in the Imperial Fragrance Building, Wei Shuyu could not afford to lose face and could not quibble anymore.
Without waiting for Cheng Chumo to speak, Wei Shuyu took the initiative to say, "This first round, I lost!"
Qianxue's eyes also moved, and she raised her head to look at Cheng Chumo's position. But when Qianxue saw Cheng Chumo, there was a trace of surprise in the depth of her eyes.
She knew Cheng Chumo.
This was the eldest son of Duke Su Cheng Yaojin.
He was not a person who played with words and ink.
However, the poem that Cheng Chumo recited was majestic and full of heroic spirit. Even Qianxue secretly praised it in her heart and felt that it was enough to obtain this poem!
Although Qian Xue also doubted whether the poem Cheng Chumo took out was written by himself, Qian Xue did not pursue the matter. She just smiled at the rest of the people and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to present a poem after Cheng Chumo's' Joining the Army '?"
The surrounding people were still discussing animatedly.
But no one took the initiative to offer a poem, because they were all shocked by Cheng Chumo's poem.
In Li Shimin's private room, Li Shimin also heard Cheng Chumo's' Marching to the Army 'and was greatly shocked. He looked at Zhangsun Wuji and the others and said, "Cheng Chumo's poem, what do you guys think?"
Zhangsun Wuji nodded his head and said, "The poem is naturally a good one. It can even be said to be one of the best in history. The problem is that we all watched Cheng Chumo grow up. Cheng Chumo and his father Cheng Yaojin are the same. They are not literate and do not know anything about literature. I, Zhangsun Wuji, do not believe that he can come up with such a heroic poem. "
Fang Xuanling said, "Maybe he plagiarized it from somewhere."
Du Ruhui said, "The few of us here, whether it is His Highness or us, are all familiar with the classics. It is impossible for us not to know such a heroic and magnificent poem, 'Marching to the Army'. The so-called plagiarism is unlikely. "
Li Shimin thought for a while and said, "Keming is right. I also think that the possibility of plagiarism is not big. But this' Marching to the Army 'is really amazing. The yellow sand wears the golden armor after a hundred battles, the loulan will not return until it is broken. Just this sentence alone is enough to be passed down for generations. "
"Servants!"
Li Shimin ordered.
Immediately, a servant came in and bowed in the room, waiting for Li Shimin's order.
Li Shimin's eyes were sharp as he ordered, "Arrange for someone to watch Cheng Chumo. Carefully observe the situation and see if the poem was written by Cheng Chumo."
"Yes!"
The servant received the order and turned around to arrange it.
Not long after the servant left, Li Shimin and the others continued to enjoy the discussion downstairs. Cheng Chumo's poem had already set off a heated discussion. Although no one offered another poem, everyone was pondering and discussing.
Many people who did not know Cheng Chumo were full of respect for Cheng Chumo. They were already convinced by Cheng Chumo's talent. Only those who knew Cheng Chumo felt that the matter was strange, but did not mention it.
After a while, the servant returned to the room.
After the servant stood still, he bowed and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, according to the information obtained, this' Marching to the Army 'was written by the second son of the Du family. He then gave it to Cheng Chumo and asked him to come forward."
"What?"
Du Ruhui raised his eyebrows and was slightly surprised.
Immediately, a bright smile appeared on Du Ruhui's angular face. With a humble look, he said, "Oh, I didn't expect Erlang to be able to write such a good poem at such a young age. Not bad, not bad!"
He was very proud.
His eyes swept past Li Shimin, Zhangsun Wuji and the others, with a look that said, "Come and praise my son."
Li Shimin let the servant leave and said with a smile, "I already said that Cheng Chumo could not write a poem. I didn't expect that it was Erlang who wrote it. This time, Erlang surprised me again. "
After a pause, Li Shimin said, "Keming, the origin of your Du family's knowledge is really not simple. Your talent is outstanding, and now your son is also so outstanding. Tell me, how did you raise your children, and I will learn. After all, I have a lot of children. I don't expect them to be like Erlang, but at least they can be talented. "
Du Ruhui said, "Your Highness is too kind."
When Zhangsun Wuji saw Du Ruhui's half-smile and proud look, he secretly curled his lips. This time, Du Ruhui's son stole the limelight.
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui had been partners for many years, and the two were close friends. He knew that Du Ruhui was happy. However, Fang Xuanling was also looking forward to how Du Ruhui taught his children.
Everyone's eyes fell on Du Ruhui.
Du Ruhui raised his chin slightly, and a little bit of beard under his chin, and said seriously, "Your Highness, speaking of which, the way I teach Du family's children is very simple. It is only one word!"
Li Shimin said, "What word?"
"Beat!"
Du Ruhui raised his head and said loudly.
Li Shimin and the others stared with a look of disbelief, because Du Ruhui's words were puzzling.
Beat?
Can this teach a good child?
Du Ruhui faced everyone's doubts and said confidently, "Children must be beaten, because it is a habit for them. As the saying goes, if you don't beat them for three days, you won't become a talent, you won't become a tool if you don't beat them. "
Speaking of this, Du Ruhui was even more excited. "This child, even if he is obedient, he must be beaten. He must know to work harder. If he is not obedient, he must be beaten. Otherwise, he will be indulging the child and make the child lose his ambition. In short, beat him, beat him hard, let him know fear and learn. Naturally, he will become a talent. "
Li Shimin was speechless.
But thinking about it carefully, it made some sense. When he went back, he would try this on his children. Maybe Li Chengqian, Li Tai, and the other children would become even more talented.
Zhangsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling also thought that this might be a good idea.
They had to try.
While Li Shimin and the others were chatting, Qianxue had already said again, "Since the young masters will no longer offer poems, no one's poem can beat Young Master Cheng's. The winner of the first round is Young Master Cheng. "
"I am ashamed, I am ashamed!"
Cheng Chumo stood on the second floor, and his face showed uncontrollable joy.
Seeing this, Wei Shuyu clenched his fist.
Others did not know Cheng Chumo, but how could Wei Shuyu not know that this Cheng Chumo was an ignorant man who did not know literature. Wei Shuyu did not believe that he could come up with a classic poem.
However, in front of everyone, Wei Shuyu did not expose Cheng Chumo. Because once he opened his mouth, whether he could expose the truth or not, it would easily give people the impression that he could not afford to lose. So Wei Shuyu did not speak.
Qianxue retracted her gaze from Cheng Chumo and continued, "The first round was to write a frontier poem. Just now, Young Master Cheng won. The second round was to write a parallel essay to express one's ambition. "
Parallel essay was also called parallel style essay.
This was a type of essay that was formed by comparing words with words. Because in the essay, most of the sentences were four words and six words, it was also called "Four Six Prose" or "Parallel Four Li Six".
Parallel essay originated at the end of the Han Dynasty and was popular in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Today, it was even more popular. The official documents of the Tang dynasty were parallel essays. So now, parallel essay was the most popular literary style. Anyone who was interested in officialdom knew parallel essay.
As soon as this was said, there was another burst of discussion in the hall.
This was not easy.
It was relatively easy to write a poem, but it was even more difficult to write a parallel essay in a short time and express one's ambition through parallel essay.
Qianxue glanced around.
She wanted to choose the most outstanding person because the person she wanted to entrust was not a mediocre person. So, she used the first poem to test his talent and the second round to test his ambition.
Qianxue looked at the second floor, but Cheng Chumo had already sat down. At this time, Cheng Chumo looked at Du Qi and leaned forward with an anxious look on his face. He could not wait to say, "Erlang, parallel essay is not simple. This is the format of an official document. Do you know it? "
Du Qi said, "Is there anything I don't know?"
Cheng Chumo could not help but rub his hands and look excited. He said, "This time, I, your brother, am relying on you. Hey, Wei Shuyu must be thinking about it now. Hurry up and try to amaze the world with a single brilliant feat and suppress him. "
Du Qi's mind was thinking quickly. Soon, he had an answer in his heart.
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