Chapter 311 The beginning of the Five Autumn Festival, the contemporary music sect

Author: purple water

Chapter 311 The beginning of the Five Autumn Festival, the contemporary music sect

It didn't take long for Emperor Daojun to abandon his pen and ink, and completed a black and white picture of a tired field at dusk, with the poem "Qiu Xiaoling" on the side.

He also ordered people to fetch two seals, "Xuanhe Master" and "Yu Shu's Seal", and then sealed them. After blowing them with satisfaction, he ordered people to pick up a silver hook, unfold them and hang them on the gold pillar.

Everyone looked up and felt a "boom" in their minds. The desolate and lonely artistic conception became more clear against the background of the pictures. The poems and pictures seemed to merge into one. Emperor Daojun actually came to the world in a short period of time.

The artistic conception of autumn in this fortress is roughly and clearly described, and the poetic feeling is vividly reflected in the painting.

Everyone was filled with admiration and stood up and shouted "Guan Jia Magic Brush". Even Zhao Tong couldn't help but nod. Emperor Daojun's painting skills had reached a state of perfection, and his cultivation of painting skills had reached an indescribable level.

Emperor Daojun stroked his beard proudly and looked at the people below: "This order is so good that he should be the ancestor of Qiu Si!"

The ancestor of Qiusi!

This poem about autumn written by Zhao Yu is called Qiu Si.

Everyone present disagreed, it was a sincere thought from the bottom of their hearts. Even Zhou Bangyan sighed secretly. This song with Qiu Xiaoling will definitely be famous in future generations, not to mention the current generation.

In fact, in later generations, Zhou Bangyan's poems have no comparable extent of spread, great influence in the literary world, and high artistic value of "Tian Jing Sha·Qiu Si".

Although Zhou Bangyan's poems were highly praised by later generations, they were not widely spread. For ordinary people who are not good at poetry, probably none of them are familiar.

As for his name, it is not as well-known as Su Dongpo and Li Qingzhao, which are almost universally known to women and children.

The reason is that it is too elaborate, too whitewashed, and too showy, so that the common people cannot understand it at all.

When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.

The flowers are floating and the water is flowing. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.

The fallen flower man is independent, and the tiny swift bird flies together.

Where can I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the willow bank is the dawn wind and the waning moon.

You will know what these mean as soon as you hear them. The sentences are beautiful, simple and easy to understand, and there are no uncommon words. You can probably recognize them all if you have read a book.

Let’s look at Zhou Bangyan’s words again:

Burn agarwood to relieve the heat.

Sadness and hatred pile up. Gradually, the lake lingers and the lake becomes silent.

The wind is blowing away the flame wax, the dew is blowing in the oven, and the light from the flower market is shining on each other.

Even though the artistic value is extremely high, it is difficult to spread.

Moreover, is art that is far away from the people really still considered art?

The little song "Tian Jing Sha Qiu Si", with its straightforward and plain language, vivid and interesting words, and clear rhythm, when combined together seems to be completely natural, and it will instantly draw people into the artistic conception described in the song.

What you see in poetry, calligraphy and painting is artistic conception.

The craftsmanship of the knife and carvings are probably not of the highest quality.

Tianjingsha·Qiu Si has been widely spread, spread far, has a wonderful artistic conception, and is of such high value that it can immediately compete with those ancient terms...

At this moment, Zhao Tong has already faced the second terminologist.

Emperor Daojun came up with the topic, and the literary young man rolled his eyes and continued writing about autumn!

Zhao Tong felt that this was really pushing him to death. You can be shameless, but you can't be so shameless, right? He didn't pick it up, right?

This is really a desperate attempt to suppress him.

The poet who appeared opposite was an official from the Imperial College. He was clearly suppressing a smile and said: "King Qin, I will write a piece of Huanxi Shaqiuhuai."

"Huanxisha" has fewer words. After he finished it, everyone praised it as having more flavor than Chen Sidao's previous work.

Zhao Tong said with a cold face: "The number of words is too few, the work is a failure!"

The official was stunned. Just now you said Guizhixiang had too many words, and now Huanxisha said that there were too few words. It is really shameless to be so capricious.

Officials are so shameless that they use too many words. You are totally wrong. You really have the same blood as father and son! The official secretly slandered, but with a smile on his face he said: "Please give me some advice from the King of Qin!"

Zhao Tong said: "Let's start to tune the universal music!"

Putian Le is a complete song, and the musicians over there play drums, silk and bamboo.

Zhao Yanyin said:

Who are you busy for? I am miserable. The west winds the horse, the falling moon is the book lantern. The road to Shu is difficult in the blue sky, the red leaves are cold in Wujiang.

The two words of fame often look in the mirror, and they will not spare the white-haired stars. Diao Ziling, thinking of the eagle in the season of water shield, laughs at me drifting away.

…

This piece of "Autumn Love" is simple and neat, and still has the inherent flavor of the song. It uses autumn to understand the mood, and it is miserable and helpless to laugh at oneself.

Although it is not as good as the previous Tianjingsha Qiusi, it is still enough to surpass the poem opposite.

Emperor Daojun thought about it for a while, and he felt it was very unpleasant. This second man had written two Mid-Autumn Festival songs before, and now he has written two Autumn songs. Could it be that this song has become an autumn song?

He doesn't believe it, he absolutely doesn't believe it.

I have always heard that there are not many poems written about autumn in Zaju operas and Qingqu. It is all about spring and summer, and the hustle and bustle of the world. How many of them write about autumn?

He coughed lightly, picked up the wine glass, covered his face with his sleeves, and said, "Let's use autumn as the title again!"

Ah?! Everyone below was stunned when they heard this. Do you still want to write Qiu?

At this moment, even a flatterer like Wang Fu was speechless. Officials cannot behave like this!

It’s fine to be shameless in secret, not in the open!

Cai You touched his face, this seemed to be a bit much!

Bai Shizhong's eyes shone brightly, thinking to himself that Guan Jia is really a role model for our generation!

Over there, Zhou Bangyan frowned and secretly calculated in his mind that King Qin had already composed four autumn songs in a row since he advocated the music. If he composed more, it would be five!

Five sons pass the exam? Five blessings come to the door? Five steps to a poem? Five autumns...

For some reason, he had a vague feeling in his heart.

Zhao Tong looked up and saw that Emperor Daojun seemed to be unable to finish a glass of wine. He just covered his face with his robe sleeves and refused to show his expression.

Are you ashamed to meet people? Zhao Tong squinted his eyes and asked the question "Sanqiu" in succession. This is unheard of in ancient times! You, the old man, have another deed to leave your name in the history. Even the sons and ministers expected this kind of operation.

Not enough!

The poets across the street don't know what to say at this moment, but they all have autumn poems in mind, but the King of Qin opposite... can they write about autumn again?

A poet will probably write no more than three poems of a certain period in his lifetime.

And if the King of Qin includes Mid-Autumn Festival songs, he has already written four of them. This is still within a short period of time, and the four are the kind of songs that will become famous today and be passed down to future generations, especially the one "Shang Shang Qiu Xiao Ling", it is simply

It is a work of God, not only unprecedented, but also unprecedented.

After writing so many autumn songs, could King Qin still write about autumn?

No one believed that Zhao Tong could write Qiu again. Zhao Tong looked at everyone's expressions and knew what they were thinking, so he couldn't help but sneer secretly.

The essence of music is probably in autumn. In fact, the third milestone of poetry culture is autumn in Qing music.

At this time, a lyricist walked out from the opposite side. After the ceremony, he recited the song "Man Ting Fang". This song also had a lot of words, but his composition was average and not as good as the previous two.

Zhao Tong shook his head and said: "It's a failure! It's a failure!"

The lyricist was naturally dissatisfied. He secretly thought that the King of Qin had already written so many autumn songs. No matter how amazing his talent was, he might not be able to produce a good one, let alone a strong one.

"Please give me some advice from the King of Qin!" the poet said with a smile.

Zhao Tong didn't even look at him and said, "Get the order to win the title of Gui!"

The musician started the tune, and he chanted:

Forcing the green mountains to straighten the black gauze. Returning geese cross the autumn, tired guests miss home. Green sleeves are attentive, gold cups are scattered here and there, and jade hands play the pipa.

When people grow old, their hair turns gray in the west wind, and when butterflies come and go, tomorrow's flowers fade away. Looking back at the end of the world, there is a ray of setting sun, and the jackdaws are counted.

…

Another autumn song, at this moment the expressions of everyone in the hall changed.

From the two Mid-Autumn Festival songs composed by Zhao Yu at the Taixue Poetry Conference to the three Autumn Thoughts, Autumn Huais and Autumn Sorrows, there are already five songs related to autumn!

What is this going to do? Is it going to make a detour in the fifth autumn?

All the poets were a little frightened, even Zhou Bangyan's expression was extremely solemn.

Emperor Daojun above finally put down his sleeves and showed his face. He was extremely confused.

Have you done all this? Could it be that Lao Er has been writing music since he was a child and has been hiding it until now?

What does the second child want to do? Even if he really wants to make Qu famous, there is no need to be so deliberate, right?

This is simply crazy, five songs related to autumn in a row! Crazy, really crazy, what else is this if not crazy?

"Well..." Emperor Daojun looked at everyone and thought to himself that at this moment, he must not give the second son a chance to breathe. Even if he has written music and hid it since he was a child, how could he have written everything?
To be continued...