Yan Shu’s banquet was naturally filled with great scholars and no white people’s exchanges.

These people can not only write lyrics, but also appreciate them.

In terms of two abilities, most people have better ability to appreciate poetry than to write them.

So they can feel the charm of this poem and the height it reaches.

They asked themselves which poems they wrote in their lifetime were comparable to this one.

In other words, is there any song that can possess the ability to pass on the world in this poem?

Yes, this poem is a poem that can be passed down through the ages, and they do not doubt this.

The reason why they are silent is that they have to slowly taste and chew the poem.

Secondly... the lyrics were written by a five-year-old child...

If this poem was written by Ouyang Xiu, they would praise it loudly and they would be excited about it.

But this poem was written by a child, and this shock made their scalp feel a little numb.

The so-called child prodigy, who can read books at the age of three, write poetry at the age of five, and pass the Jinshi in his teens. These are indeed quite magical.

But being able to read at the age of three is nothing more than memorizing the three-character classics and thousands of characters;

He can write poetry at the age of five, but he just writes some shallow and childish poems;

If you become a Jinshi in your teens, in addition to being an outstanding scholar, you are nothing more than fame at work.

He could make a masterpiece at the age of five... This reminds people of Wang Bo in the early Tang Dynasty.

But Wang Bo's "Ode to the Goose" written by him at the age of seven is catchy.

But in terms of artistic quality, there is no way to compare it with this water tune song.

To put it further, just one lyric is enough to beat all the poems written by the people present in their first half of their lives.

It sounds incredible, but it is.

The officials present, regardless of articles, classics, history, and collections, and only talk about lyrics. Yan Shu was the first.

Yan Shu recognized the best lyrics as "Huanxisha - A New Song of Liquor and a Cup", which is a sentence that has been passed down from generation to generation - the flowers fall helplessly, and the swallows return like familiarity is indeed admirable.

But in terms of artistic quality, this song of water tune has won a lot.

The Song people love to play and are very romantic. They care about the depths of their hearts and follow their hearts, so there are many famous officials in this era.

People who care about their hearts are full of emotions and have a spiritual home in their hearts. Therefore, when Ouyang Xiu, Su Shi and others were demoted, they were sometimes depressed, but they would eventually be revived because of the spiritual home in their hearts, or leave a rich spiritual legacy for future generations.

It is precisely because of this that this song of water tune has really mobilized their spiritual world.

Most Chinese literati were inevitably inspired by Buddhism and Taoist thoughts when they received Confucian education.

Therefore, in the spiritual world of Chinese literati, there are two visions.

One is pastoral song, and the other is the extraordinary end of immortals.

The vast fairy spirit described in the water tune song makes each of them empathize with it, which is the most resonant point.

But after extraordinary, he returned to the world. The words "Share the beauty of the moon from thousands of miles away" gave these frequent travelers a strong sense of identity.

Water Tiao Ge Tou said what they were inside.

Liu Xianggong and Yan Shu discussed it and rewarded Ouyang Bian with his jade pendant. However, the night was already deep, and Ouyang Bian's five-year-old body could not stand it. He had already fallen asleep half-snuggled in Lu Caiwei's arms.

The scholars and officials smiled one after another.

If the young man acted like this, they might scold him.

But a five-year-old child is naturally natural.

Lu Caiwei sat half-kneeling, carefully not daring to shake, for fear of waking up the boy in her arms.

The moonlight tonight is beautiful and it is also very dreamy tonight.

Yuxianlou spent a lot of effort to send her to the top poetry fair, hoping that she would push her fame to a higher position.

This should be done, right?

A song "Shuitu Song Head - Gift to Lu Caiwei", I believe that tomorrow, no one in Bianjing will misunderstand itself.

Next month, everyone in the Song Dynasty will recognize themselves.

In the next year, I am afraid that everyone in the world will know that there is Lu Caiwei in Bianjing.

It was just that she understood that she fainted with excitement.

She has been trained at the top of the Yuxianlou since she was a child. She has all the best choices for poetry, songs and essays. As expected, she became a fan of the crowd as soon as she debuted.

But after being involved with the water dialect song head, she knew that her future life was completely different.

If the author of this poem is a young talent or in his prime, even the old man with gray hair can make her devote herself to him with this poem.

But now... Lu Caiwei smiled bitterly, she was still a little brat.

However, Ouyang Bian, who was slapped in his sleep, made Lu Caiwei's motherly nature become popular.

Finally, Ouyang Bian woke up and found that he was already in his bed.

After the extreme prosperity, people's mood will become lonely.

Ouyang Bian woke up, and the quiet courtyard was silent, and Ouyang Bian couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Bizhu."

"Here you come."

Bizhu rolled up her sleeves, thinking that she was doing cleaning. When she saw Ouyang Bian sleeping in an upset manner, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Silo, you wrote so well."

Ouyang Bian smiled: "Do you understand?"

Bizhu frowned: "This incident spread all over the past night. Silang is so naughty. Although he is so powerful, he is lazy every day, saying something strange that he wants to be a rice insect if he doesn't study or fails to take the imperial examination!"

Ouyang Bian was helpless: "It's just a first poem, what does it have to do with the exam?"

Bizhu widened her eyes: "Listen, is this human word? Is that just 'write the first word'?"

Ouyang Bian touched his nose, lifted the quilt, jumped to the ground and jumped. Bizhu said panic: "Oh, the ground is cold!"

The Mid-Autumn Festival in Bianjing is already cool.

An autumn frost came unexpectedly, freezing part of the peony that had just been planted not long ago, making Xue sad.

Xue knew that my son wrote a very powerful lyric, but the joy she brought to her was not as good as the sorrow of the peony flowers being frozen to death.

Xue is actually used to it.

Her husband Ouyang Xiu, a top scholar, wrote good articles that shocked the world from time to time, so that her youngest wrote lyrics that shocked the whole city, and she was not surprised.

Ouyang Bian's other brothers were not surprised. Their younger brothers clearly said that they didn't like reading, but they were far behind when reading.

Although he is young, writing a good lyric is not a big deal. Who called their father Ouyang Xiu?

Ouyang Xiu was surprised and surprised, but a little angry.

"You liar, you know how to flirt with girls at a young age!"

Ouyang Xiu liuliu Ouyang Bian and scolded him in the corner.

Ouyang Bian's strange eyes rolled: "As for you!"

Ouyang Xiu said angrily: "When I was five years old, I was still learning characters from my mother, and I was already an adult when I was rogue."

"Don't my father understand the truth that the younger generation is better than the younger generation?"

Ouyang Bian laughed and said, "He was not worried. At his age, others just thought he was innocent, and he really wanted to be a liar, the kind he would be for the rest of his life."

After ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, I won the reputation of being a lucky brothel.

Hey, Du Mu seems to be a little regretful, but this is the dream of most men!

Ouyang Bian really didn't want to join the officialdom, especially the upcoming party struggles, which really allowed him to avoid it like a snake or a scorpion.

A serious person won’t participate.
Chapter completed!