The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Kong Bin was taken aback when he heard the words, but then his eyes lit up. Jia Jue made a foolish move!

His Lantern Festival Ci is really good. He is confident that no one can make better Ci.

Jia Jue actually wanted to present a speech in front of him, isn't this just playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong's door, and humiliating himself?

In this way, he can earn back the lost face.

He coughed lightly, and said, "Listen carefully to Mr. Jia's masterpiece."

The rest of the people were shocked when they heard the words, and they all looked at Jia Jue expectantly. Jia Jue hadn't published a new poem for some time.

Jia Jue nodded, looked around the crowd, and said slowly:

"A thousand trees are blooming at night in the east wind. It blows even more, and the stars are like rain. The carves of BMWs fill the road. The sound of the phoenix flute, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

This upper column is about the lively and grand occasion of the Lantern Festival, but many people frowned after listening to it.

It's not that the writing of Shangyu is not good, but that there is nothing unique about it. Compared with Jia Jue's status, it doesn't seem so outstanding, or even lower than everyone's expectations.

Kong Bin smiled happily when he heard the sound, and Jia Jue's poem is also about scenery, although it is not bad, but his is not bad either.

If he can be compared with him, it is equivalent to his own victory.

After all, his reputation is far less than that of Jia Jue, and it is his victory to be able to be brother with Jia Jue.

At this moment, he heard Jia Jue continue to chant:
"Moth's snow willow golden thread. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. When I look back, the man is there, where the lights are dim."

After the words fell, the audience was silent, and everyone was chewing on the words Jia Jue chanted over and over again.

The same is true for Kong Bin.

However, different from the others, the more they chewed, the more joyful their faces became, while the more Kong Bin chewed, the uglier his face became.

"Good words! Good words!" After a while, someone suddenly shouted, "The idea is exquisite, the language is exquisite, subtle and subtle, and the aftertaste is endless!"

This voice brought the scene to life immediately, and many scholars cast amazed eyes on Jia Jue:
"Good word! This word seems to describe the scenery, but it actually describes people. It has profound meaning, good word!"

"Not bad! I think this is the pinnacle of the words of the Lantern Festival, unprecedented!"

"It's such a good sentence, 'Suddenly looking back, the man is still there, in a dimly lit place'! It is really memorable!"

"Worthy of being the number one talented scholar in the world, the name of this school of poetry is worthy of the name!"

"Ci Zong is really Ci Zong. A casual work is a masterpiece through the ages. Admire, admire!"

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Not only these people, but also the girls around Jia Jue were all amazed.

Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Jue with admiration, and praised with joy:

"Suddenly looking back, the man was there, in a dimly lit place. This is a detached heart, an inexplicable inscription of gratitude, Brother Jue has such a skill, turning it into a pen mark and ink shadow, forever immortal, Jue Brother's talent is hard to find through the ages."

Xue Baochai also nodded heavily: "This poem seems to describe the scenery, but it is not until the final shot that the brothers Jue's ingenious conception is revealed: the lanterns, moon, fireworks, sheng flute, social dance, intertwined yuan Xi Huan Teng, it turned out that it was only designed for the one person he likes! Brother Jue's poetry skills are really amazing, and no one can match it."

Li Wan looked straight at Jia Jue, unable to conceal his admiration in his eyes:

"'Concealment uses complex meanings as work', 'poetry has internal and external meanings', Brother Jue has used these techniques to the peak, one image with two meanings can form one image, but in the hands of Brother Jue, this image has three Meaning, four meanings, end is admirable."

The other girls also gave Jia Jue the highest praise.

But among these women, there was one who stared blankly at Jia Jue without saying a word.

This person is the queen.

She and Jia Jue got separated just now, didn't the look back at the end just correspond to the phrase in the poem "Suddenly look back, but the man is there, in a dimly lit place"?

Is Jia Jue writing about her?
She really couldn't help thinking this way, after all, this scene was exactly the same as her previous one!
Rao was extremely intelligent, but at this moment, she couldn't help but feel turmoil in her heart.

Like her, there was Kong Bin who remained silent.

He originally thought that Jia Jue was only writing about the scenery, but who would have thought that in the end Jia Jue actually wrote from the scenery to the people, abruptly elevating the intention a lot, making the whole poem instantly become an immortal masterpiece.

He lowered his head, thinking of his complacent appearance just now, his face was hot.

Compared with Jia Jue's words, his words are as clumsy and childish as childish works!

He is also trying to steal the title of "Ci Zong", how can he have such a face!

He turned around and was about to leave.

But at this moment, an old and majestic voice sounded beside him:
"Bastard! Where are you going!"

Hearing this voice, Kong Bin trembled as if struck by lightning.

He widened his eyes and looked around, but saw an old man with white beard and hair standing in front of him.

It was his grandfather, Kong Na, the contemporary Yan Sheng Gong.

Didn't he go to Lingnan to start Mengxue?How come here?

"Greetings, grandfather!" He was startled, and quickly knelt down to salute.

This grandfather also surprised everyone, and recognized the identity of the person who came.

Now salute together.

"You don't need to be too polite." Kong Na returned the salute to everyone, and then looked at Jia Jue, "Young Master Jia, this useless thing is causing you trouble, please also, Mr. Haihan."

Jia Jue shook his head: "Mr. Yan Sheng's words are serious. I am discussing poetry with Mr. Kong, and there is no 'trouble'."

Kong Na stroked his beard and looked at Jia Jue, admiringly said:

"The young master has such talent at such a young age. Not to mention writing many famous works through the ages, he even uttered epigrams such as 'Jia Zi's Four Words' which have been passed down through the ages, which is really amazing."

"Jiazi four words!"

Everyone exclaimed when they heard the words. It is self-evident what the word "Jia Zi" represents.

If other people said it, they would at most smile lightly and not take it seriously, but this is what Yan Shenggong said, and the meaning is different.

Jia Jue hastily declined: "Mr. Yan Sheng is overrated. I am still young, and my virtues and talents are insufficient. I cannot be called 'Jia Zi'."

Kong Na stroked his beard and smiled: "In my opinion, the young master is too modest. Have you ever thought about it, if someone else has a few songs, they will be called 'immortals' and 'sages', and you have already made a masterpiece." How many handed down works?"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words. Indeed, Jia Jue has written dozens of works handed down from generation to generation, and there is no doubt about his ability.

"Furthermore, the four words of the young master are indeed eternal proverbs, and the old man is also moved by them. Such a poem, such four words, it is not an exaggeration to call the young master a 'sage of literature and Taoism'. The title of Jia Zi, the young master deserves it!" Conne sighed.

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, the scholars all bowed to their disciples, and said loudly to Jia Jue:

"Meet Jia Zi!"