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Thirty-six, wine army poets meet like enemies (Part 1)

"Taixue?" Jiang Shuiyuan almost fell down with a smile, "Are you looking for a master in the TikTaixue?"

Yuu Horita felt a little relieved when he saw this, but he still refused to give in: "What's wrong with Taixue? Didn't the Taixue in the Song Dynasty be the highest institution for professional education like my university ancestral after Nihong Dahua's reform?"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled for a long time before calmly explaining: "Maybe in history, the Taixue is indeed the highest institution of learning recognized by the government, but it never represents the commanding heights of knowledge. Especially after the implementation of the imperial examination system in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, those who can pass the imperial examinations often come from private schools or academies, rather than Taixue.?                                                                                                                                                                                                              

"Is this really the case?" Yuuki Horita obviously didn't believe Eshuiyuan's words.

Jiang Shuiyuan said: "Do I need to lie to you? The notes of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties "Daidou Night Talk" record that there are 'Ten ridiculous' in the capital, including the tea soup of Guanglu Temple, the prescription of the Imperial Hospital, the prayer of the god of optimism, the swords and guns of the arsenal, the workshop of the Yangjiyuan, the clothing and food of the Jiafangsi, the constitutional plan of the Censorate, the Imperial College, and the articles of the Hanlin Academy. - The Imperial College in the Ming and Qing dynasties were equivalent to the Imperial College of the Song Dynasty, but the articles of the Imperial College and the Hanlin Academy have become one of the 'ridiculous', which shows that."

Yuu Horita nodded: "What you said seems to make some sense. But even so, it cannot change the fact that I have been in your country for so many days and have not met anyone who knows Bai Lotte and Su Dongpo's poems better than me, including those Mandarin teachers."

Look at the awkward and arrogant little personality!

Jiang Shuiyuan suddenly thought of the middle-aged uncle who played cosp1ay in the middle gate. He had reason to believe that the uncle should be the one who could not stand this stinky guy who was showing off everywhere and deliberately came to teach him how to be a human being. But it was not allowed to meet this guy, but he was hit by himself. But it doesn't matter. Since he was so popular, he could still make him kneel down and sing "Conquer". So Jiang Shuiyuan smiled: "Since you know Su Dongpo's poems very well, you must have read his "Cold Food and Rain Two" right?"

"Of course!" After saying that, Yuu Horita recited:

I came to Huangzhou, and I have passed the three cold foods. I want to cherish spring every year, but I don’t want to cherish spring. This year, the rain is bitter again, and the autumn is bleak. I lie down and hear the crabapple flowers, mud and swallows are scattered in the snow. I secretly carried it away. It is really powerful in the middle of the night. Why are you sick to a young man? The beginning of the disease is white.

The spring river is about to enter the house, but the rain is coming. The hut is like a fishing boat, in the clouds of water. I cook cold vegetables in the empty cook, and burn wet reeds with broken stoves. I know it is cold food, but I see black paper. The king's door is nine-story, and the grave is thousands of miles long. I also want to cry and the road is so exhausted that I can't blow it.

Eshuiyuan applauded and praised: "Hota-kun is really amazing!"

Yuu Horita's chin was raised higher than his forehead: "These two poems were written by the Cold Food Festival in the third year after Mr. Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou. The poems were written in a desolate and passionate manner, expressing his melancholy and lonely mood at this time. Not only did Su write well, but his calligraphy was also excellent! The "Cold Food Poetry Post" in which he copied these two poems was ups and downs, shining, and unrestrained, without any wasteful pens. It has a great influence in the history of calligraphy, second only to Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Collection" and Yan Zhenqing's "Memorial to Nephew", and is known as the "third running script in the world". As long as he is familiar with Dongpo's poems, who doesn't know?"

Jiang Shuiyuan nodded quietly: "Since that's the case, then Horita must know the end of Huang Tingjian's postscript at the end of the "Cold Food Poetry Post"?

"Well……"

The river water originated from Gu Zi and recited: "Huang Tingjian's postscript said, 'This poem of Dongpo is like Li Taibai, but I am afraid that Taibai has not been everywhere. This book is composed of the style of Yan Lugong, Yang Shaoshi, and Li Xitai. If you try to make Dongpo do it again, it may not be as good as this. If Dongpo sees this book, you should laugh at me for being honored in a place without a Buddha'. Does Horita understand what I mean?"

Yuuki Horita replied: "You mean that Dongpo's two poems are written very well, like Li Bai, but Li Bai may not be able to compare with them; his calligraphy is also very good, with the style of Yan Zhenqing and others, Dongpo may not be able to surpass it even if he writes it-"

"No, what I want to say is, please don't 'provoke honor in a place without Buddha'."

Yuuki Horita suddenly froze there.

Jiang Shuiyuan continued to say mercilessly: "Hota Jun has been in our country for so many days, and has not met anyone who knows Bai Lotte and Su Dongpo's poems better than you. It does not mean how powerful you are. It's just that you are very lucky. You have not met someone who can embarrass you or are willing to embarrass you. Unfortunately, your luck has ended here because you met me!"

"You?" Yuu Horita subconsciously straightened his waist, leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowed, and stared at Jiang Shuiyuan: "Jiang Jun knows very well about Bai Letian and Su Dongpo's poems?"

Jiang Shuiyuan replied casually: "If you know my name, Jiang Shuiyuan, comes from Su Dongpo's sentence "Traveling to Jinshan Temple" 'My River Original Source', so you have a natural favorable impression of Dongpo's poems. You can't say you know much about it. At least he has read more than 2,700 poems in his lifetime, including the "After the Snow, I want to find a spring with my colleagues, I'm sick with my colleagues, and the moon is full of the flowers. The peony is here in Liu Jingwen, Zuozang and Shunjieli's poems, and I've answered the poem "I answered in the poem "I'm sorry to see you after the snow."

Experts will know if there is any one.

Although Eshuiyuan just reported the name of the poem just now, Yuu Horita immediately understood that the person in front of him was definitely a master who was familiar with Su poetry. Although he had read "Shi Zushi Su Shi" three and a half times, he was afraid that he might not be able to report the title of the poem so easily. So he turned his eyes and took over the conversation:

"It seems that Mr. Jiang is really familiar with Su Dongpo's poems! As the most famous writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, his works have been spread to us at Nibang for a long time. Because his works have a Zen flavor, they are especially popular with monks. In the Muromachi period, monks wrote many poems and essays with Dongpo as the title, and also used him as the subject of painting. This trend has been going on until now. Every time the birthday of Dongpo on the 19th day of the 12th lunar month, Dongpo fans across the country, including me, have to hold a "Shousu Meeting" to celebrate. However, when it comes to the poet who has the most influence on my Nibang, Su Dongpo is even slightly inferior, and should count Bai Letian!"

Jiang Shuiyuan said with a little sadness: "The rice in the capital is expensive, and it is not easy to live in Bai Letian!"

Yuu Horita also saw that Eshuiyuan was melancholy and thought that he was not familiar with Bai Juyi's works, so he couldn't help but feel happy: "It is Bai Letian who is very good at what he can do, and Juyi is easy! It is said that in the Heian era, those who talk about Chinese poetry in Nihong must be called "Bai Shi Changqing Collection". So when Emperor Saga, who was in the same era as Bai Letian, wanted to test whether his subjects had knowledge, he deliberately read Bai Letian's poems wrongly and test whether this subject was familiar with Bai Letian's poems. If he was familiar, it means that this subject was very strong. Therefore, the "Thousand Years of Good Quotes" edited by the scribe of Heian Dynasty, 1812 included Chinese poems, and Bai Juyi's works alone accounted for 5o7, which was nearly one-third. Since we have met Jiang Jun, who has a profound poetic attainments today, why don't we discuss the fun of Bai Letian's poetry!"
Chapter completed!
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