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Chapter 76 Mingyue

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Xu Xian said proudly: If you talk about practice, although the emperor is a thousand times higher than me, he is a fellow Taoist, and he only hears the truth in succession.He said "Fellow Taoist".If you discuss writing, the emperor will be thousands of times better than me, and you will only have a specialized career.Climb up and say "literary friend".Therefore, I dare not kneel down.

There is a way, and intelligence and integrity are called gods.Xu Xian believed that since Emperor Wenchang dared to be worshipped by literati from all over the world, he should be a gentleman, and he should practice the way of a gentleman.

The civil officials praised: There are orders of hearing and knowledge, and there are specialties in art and profession, which is well said.When they looked at each other with the general, they all showed a bit of praise. Xu Xian was indeed a little serious when facing the righteous god in the Heavenly Court.

This sentence comes from Han Yu's "Talk of the Master", which can be regarded as a famous saying by a famous person, but of course there is no such thing in this world.

It is not Xu Xian's character that is really great, so he is not afraid of the righteous god in the heavenly court. If he was born in this world and received education from ancient thought, he would certainly maintain a deep respect for God and the emperor, even if he practiced with high level.

But these two things were overthrown in later generations and the other was attributed to superstition, and everyone would step on them.

Xu Xian was influenced by that environment, and only when facing the Dragon King Ao Gan or the Emperor Wenchang, he would have the so-called character.

Even Bai Suzhen has to admire this.

Seeing that he blocked him behind without hesitation, Xiaoqing's anger dissipated and turned into worries, but refused to abandon him like that, and just watched him argue with those people below.

Although he didn't quite understand what he was talking about, he also felt that he was better than himself when he saw him talking in front of the Heavenly God.

Emperor Wenchang's eyes moved and he said: Are you Xu Xian?This is what it means to talk to Xu Xian.

Xu Xiandao: That's right.

Emperor Wenchang stroked his beard and said: For some reason, he injured the heavenly soldiers and generals and entered the imperial court?This was originally a question, but he said it slowly without any sternness, but instead seemed interested.

Xu Xian felt that Emperor Wenchang was not hostile to him and explained: Emperor Rong, this is a girl who is a little impatient and has practiced some magic, so he did not know the importance of breaking around.But it must have not hurt anyone.Although Xiaoqing has a bad temper, she has some serious actions. She should have only subdued the heavenly soldiers and generals.

He turned around and said to Xiaoqing: Xiaoqing, come and apologize.

Xiaoqing knew that she had made mistakes first, so she came up obediently and apologized.

The civil officials around Emperor Wenchang said: Is it over to say an apology?Where is the law of heaven?

Xiaoqing glared at the sight and was about to have an attack, but Xu Xian pulled her sleeve and retreated behind him obediently.

Xu Xian looked at Emperor Wenchang. What the secretary said was useless. You have to see what the leader said?

But when I heard that Emperor Wenchang smiled and nodded, he said: You can't just settle it. Your reputation spread throughout the world. I wonder what articles did you do this autumn exam?He seemed to be more interested in Xu Xian's articles. An immortal official went down to take the words on Xu Xian's table and showed them to Emperor Wenchang.

Emperor Wenchang looked at it, but frowned: You Dao is under the reputation of being a good man, and there are no vulgar scholars. This article is stable, but it is barely qualified, but it cannot be called a good article.It was passed on to the people around me to watch, and even the general looked disdainful.

Xu Xian was also helpless. He could naturally have a lot of ink in his belly, but he couldn't compare to it.

It's already good that he can get this level himself.

But I can't just admit it, and I bowed to it: The articles of the classics emphasize the beginning, inheritance, transformation and continuity, which is too rigorous, and it is already bound to be a proposition, so it is not the director of the following strength.When writing poems and essays, it is important to follow your thoughts and write them at will. Do the emperor think?At this time, the composition is not about eight-legged essays, but about the classic meaning, which is considered the prototype of eight-legged essays.

Emperor Wenchang stroked his long beard and said: What he said makes sense. I will do a question and use the poems you are best at. If I satisfy me, I will redeem the sin of this green snake.The civil officials around him immediately said: The emperor sets the question, and I am willing to compete with Xu Xian.

Emperor Wenchang nodded slightly, and the general smiled and said to Xu Xian: Do you know who he is?Then he said a name, Xu Xian also heard it. It was the name of a great writer from the previous dynasty and the reputation of Shihao. Unexpectedly, after his death, he went to heaven to become a civil servant around Emperor Wenchang. This can be regarded as another form of becoming a god.

Xu Xiandao: In terms of poetry, confidence is not inferior to anyone.But I was worried. There was no problem with the title. As long as I didn’t go beyond the scope of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", I would like to write it.

Emperor Wenchang said: Okay, today’s Mid-Autumn Festival, I will write a poem based on the bright moon.This topic is very easy, but it is also extremely difficult. It is easy for anyone who knows literature and ink to do it. It is because this Mid-Autumn Festival Moon poem has been written countless times, and it is extremely difficult to do it well and it is extremely difficult to make new ideas.

Xu Xian then breathed a sigh of relief and secretly praised him that his leadership level is high, and he has passed this level.I looked at the civil servant again and thought to myself, now you are dead, I want to flatter my leader and play with it.

The civil minister showed his sleeves with great magnanimity and asked Xu Xian to invite him first, with a confident smile on his face.

Xu Xiandao: It is better to obey orders than respect.He pretended to behave and turned around twice, then chanted: The bright moonlight in front of the bed.

Even if you can’t understand Wen Mo Xiaoqing, you can’t help but worry. Can you win this way?

But when Xu Xian was full of confidence, he couldn't help but feel full of confidence.

Everyone around the Emperor showed a disdainful look, and even the little immortal official curled his lips, saying that his level was completely above this.

Only Emperor Wenchang and the two ministers Wenwu looked at Xu Xian and waited for the lower part.But I heard Xu Xian say: It’s suspected that it’s frost on the ground.

The general looked despised, and the civil servant finally showed disappointment. He had some expectations for Xu Xian's poem about bright moon. As a literati, this expectation was greater than his persistence in winning or losing.

But these two lines of poetry are too ordinary and too plain, just like drinking a large cup of boiled water.

Xu Xian smiled slightly and said: Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at the hometown.It is a poem by Li Taibai's "Quiet Night Thoughts". This is the first poem that a large number of Chinese people can recite.

Emperor Wenchang's face moved and couldn't help but smile with a very admirable smile.

The civil officials read this poem again, and their faces changed from disappointment to surprise, from surprise to incredible praise. When they read it apart, each sentence seems extremely ordinary, but together they are a wonderful poem.

It seems that it is a peerless beauty's face that is made up of ordinary facial features.

Although this poem "Quiet Night Thoughts" is not necessarily the highest-level among Li Bai's poems, it is definitely the most widely circulated. There are neither strange and novel imaginations nor exquisite rhetoric in the poem; it only uses a narrative tone to write about the homesickness of a distant guest, but it is meaningful and intriguing for thousands of years.

Whether an old man or a priest, he can recite it at all.

Li Taibai's quatrain is written by words, and the so-called "no intention to do things but everything is not unemployed."

This song "Quiet Night Thoughts" is extremely simple, but also far-reaching.

It perfectly reflects that Tang poetry can reach the highest level.

Throughout the ages, there are countless poets, only Li Taibai.

This literary master is also an elite figure of an era. He has not produced a scholar for a century, but compared with Li Bai, it is still a bit far away.

The civil servant wandered around the place for a few times, and was sweating all over his head, and could not make a poem that could be compared with this poem "Quiet Night Thought".

In history, although there is a bright moon poem that can reach this level, it requires the poet's lifelong accumulation and excellent opportunities.

Which of the quatrains of the ages is written when competing with others?

The civil servant was speechless and bowed: A fellow Taoist is a great talent and will be famous for all ages, but we are not as good as that.

Xu Xiandao: The article is natural and the skillful hand is obtained by chance. It is important to see where the love comes, not what can be done in the competition.After I take this exam, I can go back to my hometown Qiantang.The test paper I just finished, looking at the moonlight like water, and the night was lonely. I got this good sentence and happened to meet the Emperor's question at this moment. If it weren't for this, I might not have won.

The civil minister's face suddenly improved a lot, and he felt that it was the case.

It is really rare to sigh that Xu Xian has a natural character and has no arrogance.

A large group of people who came to fight for punishment were much more pleasing to Xu Xian.

Xu Xian did not have the slightest sense of arrogance, because this poem was not made by him at all. Even though he copied other people's poems, he could still show his style of being so unique and the best in the world. Xu Xian was not as shameless as that.

Whether it is his character or modesty, it is certainly his own reasons.

But it is more of the illusion caused by these many factors.

Emperor Wenchang smiled and said: If you can get this poem, you will not be considered a good night.Someone said to Xiao Qing behind Xu Xian: Qingsnake, you shouldn't have trespassed into the tribute courtyard and disturbed the autumn examination.But I miss you that you didn’t hurt, so I’ll spare you this time.I slowly taught a few more lessons.

Xiaoqing was very well-behaved at this time, obediently admitting her faults, and thanked Emperor Wenchang.

Emperor Wenchang said to Xu Xian again: Xu Xian, although your classics are far less than poetry, they are considered qualified. You should be a juren, but if you want to go further, you must hang your beam and stab your thighs in the spring exam.Then Prime Minister Chen is willing to let you fail the exam, so I might as well help you.

Xu Xian bowed and said, "Xu Xian thanks the Emperor, but he is almost defeated by a villain."He sighed: I thought about people too well after all. Although the prefect Chen did not take any ruthless measures to harm him, he still wanted to fail the exam.

However, this great god is too interested in him!

It’s not like I’m here to make trouble for myself, but it’s like I’m here to help me.

Emperor Wenchang, Emperor Wenchang.

Xu Xian suddenly remembered, isn’t the legendary Wenqu Star?

In the original plot, the Wenqu Xingjun who was reincarnated as Xu Xian's son, and finally passed the top scorer.

He just wanted to excuse Xiaoqing for a moment, but forgot about this matter. When he thought of it, he couldn't help but think: No wonder he was so good to me, it turned out that you were my son.