Chapter 976: I borrow your green words
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Chapter 976 I borrow your green words
Qing Ci plays the imperial court, and Jin Hui keeps a low profile;
The style of Qing Ci is a collection of forms, memorials, and Zhu Wen. It requires both neat form and gorgeous writing, and the most important thing is that the written Qing Ci must satisfy Emperor Jiajing, which is very difficult to write.
Zhu Ping'an stayed at his desk for a long time, but failed to come up with a satisfactory piece of green poetry.
Everyone present here is actually similar to Zhu Pingan. They have painstakingly chosen words and sentences, but they are not very satisfied in the end.
However, Yuan Wei is different.
Yuan Wei deserves to be the future Prime Minister of Qing Ci. When everyone in the room was blushing in the way of words and sentences, Yuan Wei was calm and personable.
"I would like to ask the **** to submit the royal review."
Like a proud big rooster, Yuan Wei walked past Zhu Pingan proudly, gave Zhu Pingan a peeping glance, saw the pure white rice paper on Zhu Pingan's table, couldn't help but sneered, and then flicked the rice paper in his hand flamboyantly. Qingci, and then handed it to the little father-in-law who was waiting on the side with both hands, and he handed it to Emperor Jiajing Yulan.
"Teacher, I finished writing, can I hand in the paper in advance?"
In Zhu Ping'an's eyes, Yuan Wei is completely a stinky academic bully who handed in the papers early in the exam and looked down on the whole class.
How grown up, childish.
Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled speechlessly.
For Zhu Ping'an's expression, Yuan Wei interpreted it as a wry smile, because Zhu Ping'an felt that he couldn't compare with himself, so he smiled wryly.
Inspired by this kind of understanding, Yuan Wei's literary thinking springs up again.
唰唰唰唰.
During tea time, I finished writing another Qingci.
So, Yuan Wei repeated the action of handing in Qingci for the first time.
Like a victorious rooster, he passed Zhu Ping'an's table proudly once again, gave Zhu Ping'an's desk sleep a glance, and saw that the rice paper on Zhu Ping'an's table was as blank as before, and couldn't help but once again He sneered contemptuously.
This time Yuan Wei sneered much louder than last time, it was very obvious in the silent room.
Everyone noticed.
Everyone knows Yuan Wei's character. He is a proud and conceited person. It is not surprising that he can do such a thing.
Everyone looked at this side with curious little eyes, curious about how the situation would develop, curious about how Zhu Pingan would respond, curious...
However, to everyone's disappointment, Zhu Ping's face remained unchanged, and he didn't respond to this, turning a deaf ear to it.
Zhu Ping'an turned a blind eye. In Yuan Wei's view, Zhu Ping'an was ashamed and dared not react. I have already written two green poems, and he, the number one scholar, is still a blank sheet of paper, isn't he ashamed.
"Hehe, Eunuch Liu, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to write another article so soon, so I have to trouble you to make another trip."
Yuan Wei deliberately stood in front of Zhu Ping'an's table, put the Qing Ci in his hand, tapped it, and then cupped his hands and said to Eunuch Liu who just came back from the door.
"Where, where, this kind of hard work, the miscellaneous family is eager to have as many as possible."
Eunuch Liu replied with a smile, it is true, the more people in the room contribute their green poems, the better he will be able to handle this job.
Just now, Eunuch Liu handed over Yuan Wei’s Qing Ci to the palace where Emperor Jiajing practiced, and was lucky enough to be summoned by Emperor Jiajing. After reading Yuan Wei’s Qing Ci, Emperor Jiajing nodded and said, "The battle is neat and tidy. Yes", and then asked Eunuch Liu about the progress of Wuyidian Qingci, Eunuch Liu reported the truth, and told Emperor Jiajing what Zhu Pingan said, "roll up your sleeves and work hard", and Emperor Jiajing was very happy when he heard the words.
"This is the first time His Majesty has smiled today. You are a very good boy, and you will be more attentive to your errands in the future."
Eunuch Liu also received a compliment from Huang Jin because of Emperor Jiajing's Longyan Joy, which made Eunuch Liu overjoyed.
Huang Jin is the number one father-in-law in the palace. He holds great power. With Huang Jin's approval, the future is bright.
Yuan Wei handed Qing Ci to Eunuch Liu, passed by Zhu Ping'an, and returned to his place. When passing by Zhu Ping'an, Yuan Wei seemed to accidentally see the blank rice paper on Zhu Ping'an's desk, and pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Why is Mr. Zhu still not writing? After thinking for so long, Mr. Zhu's The masterpieces of Qingci should not be "the pen falls to shock the wind and rain, and the poem to weep ghosts and gods"."
Yuan Wei's words are very sarcastic, and you can hear it as soon as you hear it.
"Ha ha."
The pen fell into shock and the rain, and the poem became weeping ghosts and gods. Yuan Wei's mouth is really poisonous. When everyone in the room heard this, many people couldn't help laughing softly. Immediately, everyone became more interested, and their gazes focused on Zhu Ping'an like a spotlight. They were all pushed on their noses, let's see how Zhu Ping'an reacted.
Are you still motivated? !
Zhu Pingan heard Yuan Wei's sarcastic words, and couldn't help but look up at Yuan Wei. Yuan Wei's surprise in his eyes was exaggerated, and his sarcastic expression was so beating that Zhu Pingan couldn't help but want to satisfy him.
Four-eye transfer.
A smell of gunpowder smoke permeated the air.
That's right, it's interesting this way, everyone flushed with excitement when they saw this. After sitting here for so long, conceiving green words, my brain is almost hollowed out. At this time, there is such a good show, and it is not too good for everyone to adjust and appreciate. After thinking about it for so long, it's time to relax.
The two eyes meet.
one second
two seconds
Suddenly, the corner of Zhu Ping'an's mouth evoked a simple and honest smile, hehe, just when he was looking at Yuan Wei, a bold and interesting inspiration flew into Zhu Ping'an's mind: Hehe, you are not Wen Siquanyong, you are so awesome Well, then how about I "borrow" the poem you became famous ten years later?
It felt like borrowing Yuan Wei's hand to hit him in the face.
Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Zhu Pingan's mouth became more honest.
Yuan Wei won the favor of Emperor Jiajing by writing Qingci, and then made his way to the top of the cabinet. Regardless of Yuan Wei's character, his talent and his achievements in Qingci are undeniable.
However, as the saying goes, **** is old and hot. The older this person is, the more powerful his literary skills are. Accumulation and fermentation. Ten years later, Yuan Wei's youth poetry skills will definitely be stronger than Yuan Wei's now.
What's more, Yuan Wei's famous youth poem ten years later is not much better than his "Luoshui Xuangui Chuxian Xianrui".
The other thing is, ten years, such a long time span, Yuan Wei must have never thought about that famous Qing Ci, so there is no need to worry about plagiarism.
Um
It was such a happy decision.
So, Zhu Ping'an smiled honestly, looked up at Yuan Wei, and replied modestly: "Hehe, Mr. Yuan was joking, Ping'an is stupid. After thinking for so long, I only conceived a clumsy work. How can it be worthy of Master Yuan's words of 'When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods'."
(end of this chapter)
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Chapter 976 I borrow your green words
Qing Ci plays the imperial court, and Jin Hui keeps a low profile;
The style of Qing Ci is a collection of forms, memorials, and Zhu Wen. It requires both neat form and gorgeous writing, and the most important thing is that the written Qing Ci must satisfy Emperor Jiajing, which is very difficult to write.
Zhu Ping'an stayed at his desk for a long time, but failed to come up with a satisfactory piece of green poetry.
Everyone present here is actually similar to Zhu Pingan. They have painstakingly chosen words and sentences, but they are not very satisfied in the end.
However, Yuan Wei is different.
Yuan Wei deserves to be the future Prime Minister of Qing Ci. When everyone in the room was blushing in the way of words and sentences, Yuan Wei was calm and personable.
"I would like to ask the **** to submit the royal review."
Like a proud big rooster, Yuan Wei walked past Zhu Pingan proudly, gave Zhu Pingan a peeping glance, saw the pure white rice paper on Zhu Pingan's table, couldn't help but sneered, and then flicked the rice paper in his hand flamboyantly. Qingci, and then handed it to the little father-in-law who was waiting on the side with both hands, and he handed it to Emperor Jiajing Yulan.
"Teacher, I finished writing, can I hand in the paper in advance?"
In Zhu Ping'an's eyes, Yuan Wei is completely a stinky academic bully who handed in the papers early in the exam and looked down on the whole class.
How grown up, childish.
Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled speechlessly.
For Zhu Ping'an's expression, Yuan Wei interpreted it as a wry smile, because Zhu Ping'an felt that he couldn't compare with himself, so he smiled wryly.
Inspired by this kind of understanding, Yuan Wei's literary thinking springs up again.
唰唰唰唰.
During tea time, I finished writing another Qingci.
So, Yuan Wei repeated the action of handing in Qingci for the first time.
Like a victorious rooster, he passed Zhu Ping'an's table proudly once again, gave Zhu Ping'an's desk sleep a glance, and saw that the rice paper on Zhu Ping'an's table was as blank as before, and couldn't help but once again He sneered contemptuously.
This time Yuan Wei sneered much louder than last time, it was very obvious in the silent room.
Everyone noticed.
Everyone knows Yuan Wei's character. He is a proud and conceited person. It is not surprising that he can do such a thing.
Everyone looked at this side with curious little eyes, curious about how the situation would develop, curious about how Zhu Pingan would respond, curious...
However, to everyone's disappointment, Zhu Ping's face remained unchanged, and he didn't respond to this, turning a deaf ear to it.
Zhu Ping'an turned a blind eye. In Yuan Wei's view, Zhu Ping'an was ashamed and dared not react. I have already written two green poems, and he, the number one scholar, is still a blank sheet of paper, isn't he ashamed.
"Hehe, Eunuch Liu, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to write another article so soon, so I have to trouble you to make another trip."
Yuan Wei deliberately stood in front of Zhu Ping'an's table, put the Qing Ci in his hand, tapped it, and then cupped his hands and said to Eunuch Liu who just came back from the door.
"Where, where, this kind of hard work, the miscellaneous family is eager to have as many as possible."
Eunuch Liu replied with a smile, it is true, the more people in the room contribute their green poems, the better he will be able to handle this job.
Just now, Eunuch Liu handed over Yuan Wei’s Qing Ci to the palace where Emperor Jiajing practiced, and was lucky enough to be summoned by Emperor Jiajing. After reading Yuan Wei’s Qing Ci, Emperor Jiajing nodded and said, "The battle is neat and tidy. Yes", and then asked Eunuch Liu about the progress of Wuyidian Qingci, Eunuch Liu reported the truth, and told Emperor Jiajing what Zhu Pingan said, "roll up your sleeves and work hard", and Emperor Jiajing was very happy when he heard the words.
"This is the first time His Majesty has smiled today. You are a very good boy, and you will be more attentive to your errands in the future."
Eunuch Liu also received a compliment from Huang Jin because of Emperor Jiajing's Longyan Joy, which made Eunuch Liu overjoyed.
Huang Jin is the number one father-in-law in the palace. He holds great power. With Huang Jin's approval, the future is bright.
Yuan Wei handed Qing Ci to Eunuch Liu, passed by Zhu Ping'an, and returned to his place. When passing by Zhu Ping'an, Yuan Wei seemed to accidentally see the blank rice paper on Zhu Ping'an's desk, and pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Why is Mr. Zhu still not writing? After thinking for so long, Mr. Zhu's The masterpieces of Qingci should not be "the pen falls to shock the wind and rain, and the poem to weep ghosts and gods"."
Yuan Wei's words are very sarcastic, and you can hear it as soon as you hear it.
"Ha ha."
The pen fell into shock and the rain, and the poem became weeping ghosts and gods. Yuan Wei's mouth is really poisonous. When everyone in the room heard this, many people couldn't help laughing softly. Immediately, everyone became more interested, and their gazes focused on Zhu Ping'an like a spotlight. They were all pushed on their noses, let's see how Zhu Ping'an reacted.
Are you still motivated? !
Zhu Pingan heard Yuan Wei's sarcastic words, and couldn't help but look up at Yuan Wei. Yuan Wei's surprise in his eyes was exaggerated, and his sarcastic expression was so beating that Zhu Pingan couldn't help but want to satisfy him.
Four-eye transfer.
A smell of gunpowder smoke permeated the air.
That's right, it's interesting this way, everyone flushed with excitement when they saw this. After sitting here for so long, conceiving green words, my brain is almost hollowed out. At this time, there is such a good show, and it is not too good for everyone to adjust and appreciate. After thinking about it for so long, it's time to relax.
The two eyes meet.
one second
two seconds
Suddenly, the corner of Zhu Ping'an's mouth evoked a simple and honest smile, hehe, just when he was looking at Yuan Wei, a bold and interesting inspiration flew into Zhu Ping'an's mind: Hehe, you are not Wen Siquanyong, you are so awesome Well, then how about I "borrow" the poem you became famous ten years later?
It felt like borrowing Yuan Wei's hand to hit him in the face.
Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Zhu Pingan's mouth became more honest.
Yuan Wei won the favor of Emperor Jiajing by writing Qingci, and then made his way to the top of the cabinet. Regardless of Yuan Wei's character, his talent and his achievements in Qingci are undeniable.
However, as the saying goes, **** is old and hot. The older this person is, the more powerful his literary skills are. Accumulation and fermentation. Ten years later, Yuan Wei's youth poetry skills will definitely be stronger than Yuan Wei's now.
What's more, Yuan Wei's famous youth poem ten years later is not much better than his "Luoshui Xuangui Chuxian Xianrui".
The other thing is, ten years, such a long time span, Yuan Wei must have never thought about that famous Qing Ci, so there is no need to worry about plagiarism.
Um
It was such a happy decision.
So, Zhu Ping'an smiled honestly, looked up at Yuan Wei, and replied modestly: "Hehe, Mr. Yuan was joking, Ping'an is stupid. After thinking for so long, I only conceived a clumsy work. How can it be worthy of Master Yuan's words of 'When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods'."
(end of this chapter)
Chapter 976 I borrow your green wordsQing Ci plays the imperial court, and Jin Hui keeps a low profile;The style of Qing Ci is a collection of forms, memorials, and Zhu Wen. It requires both neat form and gorgeous writing, and the most important thing is that the written Qing Ci must satisfy Emperor Jiajing, which is very difficult to write.Zhu Ping'an stayed at his desk for a long time, but failed to come up with a satisfactory piece of green poetry.Everyone present here is actually similar to Zhu Pingan. They have painstakingly chosen words and sentences, but they are not very satisfied in the end.However, Yuan Wei is different.Yuan Wei deserves to be the future Prime Minister of Qing Ci. When everyone in the room was blushing in the way of words and sentences, Yuan Wei was calm and personable. "I would like to ask the **** to submit the royal review."Like a proud big rooster, Yuan Wei walked past Zhu Pingan proudly, gave Zhu Pingan a peeping glance, saw the pure white rice paper on Zhu Pingan's table, couldn't help but sneered, and then flicked the rice paper in his hand flamboyantly. Qingci, and then handed it to the little father-in-law who was waiting on the side with both hands, and he handed it to Emperor Jiajing Yulan. "Teacher, I finished writing, can I hand in the paper in advance?"In Zhu Ping'an's eyes, Yuan Wei is completely a stinky academic bully who handed in the papers early in the exam and looked down on the whole class. How grown up, childish.Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled speechlessly.For Zhu Ping'an's expression, Yuan Wei interpreted it as a wry smile, because Zhu Ping'an felt that he couldn't compare with himself, so he smiled wryly.Inspired by this kind of understanding, Yuan Wei's literary thinking springs up again.. During tea time, I finished writing another Qingci.So, Yuan Wei repeated the action of handing in Qingci for the first time.Like a victorious rooster, he passed Zhu Ping'an's table proudly once again, gave Zhu Ping'an's desk sleep a glance, and saw that the rice paper on Zhu Ping'an's table was as blank as before, and couldn't help but once again He sneered contemptuously. This time Yuan Wei sneered much louder than last time, it was very obvious in the silent room.Everyone noticed.Everyone knows Yuan Wei's character. He is a proud and conceited person. It is not surprising that he can do such a thing.Everyone looked at this side with curious little eyes, curious about how the situation would develop, curious about how Zhu Pingan would respond, curious...However, to everyone's disappointment, Zhu Ping's face remained unchanged, and he didn't respond to this, turning a deaf ear to it.Zhu Ping'an turned a blind eye. In Yuan Wei's view, Zhu Ping'an was ashamed and dared not react. I have already written two green poems, and he, the number one scholar, is still a blank sheet of paper, isn't he ashamed. "Hehe, Eunuch Liu, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to write another article so soon, so I have to trouble you to make another trip."Yuan Wei deliberately stood in front of Zhu Ping'an's table, put the Qing Ci in his hand, tapped it, and then cupped his hands and said to Eunuch Liu who just came back from the door. "Where, where, this kind of hard work, the miscellaneous family is eager to have as many as possible."Eunuch Liu replied with a smile, it is true, the more people in the room contribute their green poems, the better he will be able to handle this job.Just now, Eunuch Liu handed over Yuan Wei's Qing Ci to the palace where Emperor Jiajing practiced, and was lucky enough to be summoned by Emperor Jiajing. After reading Yuan Wei's Qing Ci, Emperor Jiajing nodded and said, "The battle is neat and tidy. Yes", and then asked Eunuch Liu about the progress of Wuyidian Qingci, Eunuch Liu reported the truth, and told Emperor Jiajing what Zhu Pingan said, "roll up your sleeves and work hard", and Emperor Jiajing was very happy when he heard the words. "This is the first time His Majesty has smiled today. You are a very good boy, and you will be more attentive to your errands in the future."Eunuch Liu also received a compliment from Huang Jin because of Emperor Jiajing's Longyan Joy, which made Eunuch Liu overjoyed.Huang Jin is the number one father-in-law in the palace. He holds great power. With Huang Jin's approval, the future is bright.Yuan Wei handed Qing Ci to Eunuch Liu, passed by Zhu Ping'an, and returned to his place. When passing by Zhu Ping'an, Yuan Wei seemed to accidentally see the blank rice paper on Zhu Ping'an's desk, and pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Why is Mr. Zhu still not writing? After thinking for so long, Mr. Zhu's The masterpieces of Qingci should not be "the pen falls to shock the wind and rain, and the poem to weep ghosts and gods"."Yuan Wei's words are very sarcastic, and you can hear it as soon as you hear it. "Ha ha."The pen fell into shock and the rain, and the poem became weeping ghosts and gods. Yuan Wei's mouth is really poisonous. When everyone in the room heard this, many people couldn't help laughing softly. Immediately, everyone became more interested, and their gazes focused on Zhu Ping'an like a spotlight. They were all pushed on their noses, let's see how Zhu Ping'an reacted.Are you still motivated? !Zhu Pingan heard Yuan Wei's sarcastic words, and couldn't help but look up at Yuan Wei. Yuan Wei's surprise in his eyes was exaggerated, and his sarcastic expression was so beating that Zhu Pingan couldn't help but want to satisfy him. Four-eye transfer.A smell of gunpowder smoke permeated the air. That's right, it's interesting this way, everyone flushed with excitement when they saw this. After sitting here for so long, conceiving green words, my brain is almost hollowed out. At this time, there is such a good show, and it is not too good for everyone to adjust and appreciate. After thinking about it for so long, it's time to relax.The two eyes meet. one second two secondsSuddenly, the corner of Zhu Ping'an's mouth evoked a simple and honest smile, hehe, just when he was looking at Yuan Wei, a bold and interesting inspiration flew into Zhu Ping'an's mind: Hehe, you are not Wen Siquanyong, you are so awesome Well, then how about I "borrow" the poem you became famous ten years later? It felt like borrowing Yuan Wei's hand to hit him in the face.Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Zhu Pingan's mouth became more honest.Yuan Wei won the favor of Emperor Jiajing by writing Qingci, and then made his way to the top of the cabinet. Regardless of Yuan Wei's character, his talent and his achievements in Qingci are undeniable.However, as the saying goes, **** is old and hot. The older this person is, the more powerful his literary skills are. Accumulation and fermentation. Ten years later, Yuan Wei's youth poetry skills will definitely be stronger than Yuan Wei's now.What's more, Yuan Wei's famous youth poem ten years later is not much better than his "Luoshui Xuangui Chuxian Xianrui".The other thing is, ten years, such a long time span, Yuan Wei must have never thought about that famous Qing Ci, so there is no need to worry about plagiarism. Um It was such a happy decision.So, Zhu Ping'an smiled honestly, looked up at Yuan Wei, and replied modestly: "Hehe, Mr. Yuan was joking, Ping'an is stupid. After thinking for so long, I only conceived a clumsy work. How can it be worthy of Master Yuan's words of 'When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods'."end of this chapter
