Chapter 132 A group of bad old men are very bad [4000,(1/2)
Time is turned back for half an hour.
Jingshan City.
Although Wuwei Mansion still has no contact, this did not hinder the collection of Dingjun poems.
After the opening, Wang Lin gave the stage to people from all walks of life who came to present poems.
After all, people have taught tens of thousands of taels of admission fee, so they have to let others go to the stage.
That would be a little too dark.
Because Ning Chen was already in a calm state, he could calmly watch the cultural people of the Wu Dynasty and show their magical powers on the stage.
Perhaps it is because in life, I have really come into contact with more warriors.
So Ning Chen had the illusion that the overall cultural level of the Wu Dynasty was not high.
But in fact, it was really just that Wuff had lowered the average.
The one who can appear on stage today is the real great scholar.
In the moment when Ning Chen read it, three saint-level poems have been born.
Although poetry is the shortest shortcoming of Confucianism and saints.
But that is also the shortest shortcoming of Confucian saints themselves and others, which is much longer than the long board of Confucian saints.
Moreover, when Confucian saints enter the holy path, even if the Confucian saints poems are shorter, they are still at the level of the holy path.
So if you can write saint-level poems, you will really be the ones among the people.
Judging from the current situation, if there are no accidents.
The poem about the army of Huwei Army will be these three holy-level poems.
Although Dingjun poetry is the best for one person, it is easier to condense military souls because the soul of the poem is inherited from one lineage.
But it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t come from one person. The military soul can be slowly raised.
What's more, now there are three saint-level poems, so you must choose three saint-level poems.
Because this determines the pros and cons of military spirit, even if you raise it slowly, it will be fine.
As for a person who wants to write three holy poems, it is almost impossible.
Unless the saint comes alive, I have never seen anyone who can write three saint-level poems in a row.
Therefore, choose the best among the best, and choose three of the strongest poems from among the many poems.
This is also everyone's consensus.
In fact, this result is the best for Wang Lin.
Not only for Wang Lin, but also for Wu Zhao, the result was very good.
After all, saint-level poetry is rare, and now three poems have been published.
Three saint-level poems for military decisiveness are the best results.
After all, whether it is Wang Lin or Wu Zhao, the previous bottom line is one song, and the best result is two songs.
Now there is a perfect result that can be directly seen. If you ask too much, it would be too much.
Just as Wang Lin was happily preparing to carry out the next process and oath-taking ceremony.
In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted: "Soldiers, students have something to say."
Wang Lin was happy today, so he was interrupted and was not annoyed.
"What do you have to say?"
The person who interrupted Wang Lin said aloud: "The military minister student feels that Wu Chao is quite disrespectful to us."
Wang Lin was in a good mood at first, but when he heard this, his face was not good.
Wang Lin felt that if he said he cheated them of money, this would be reasonable.
If you say you are disrespectful, then this is just a matter of finding fault.
Wang Lin gave them all the dozen best inns in Jingshan City for free.
Three meals a day are the highest standards in Jingshan City.
Even his military figure does not have that high standard.
As a result, you say now that I don’t respect you, isn’t this a search for trouble?
Although he was annoyed, Wang Lin still asked patiently: "I think I am very attentive to everyone's hospitality. So I don't know where this disrespect comes from?"
The student who spoke said, "We scholars are not greedy for material enjoyment."
The material desires given to us by the soldiers are indeed very good.
However, in terms of cultural exchanges, the military officials are very self-respecting to us.
The people who came to the stage to write the military poems were the largest.
The court just sent a few people to deal with us.
Could it be that the military minister and the court think that we are from the mountains and fields?
Is it worthy of only a newly established Huwei Army to do the poem of the army?"
When Wang Lin heard that it was for this, although it was for this matter, it was actually a quarrel.
The Wu Dynasty established the country with martial arts.
The imperial examinations were all performed by Confucius and helped reform during the reign of Emperor Wu.
Although after decades of development, many Confucian scholars have gathered.
But how can the development of just a few decades be compared with the semi-saint families and academies that have been around for thousands of years?
This time, Wu Chao never thought that the Dingjun poetry meeting came out of the court.
If you want to deal with them, of course there is.
But this cannot be considered a real deal, because the Confucian scholars on Wuchao are on the ceiling.
After Wang Lin explained tactfully, the Confucian scholar who questioned obviously did not take Wang Lin's trick.
"The military prime minister, there are some great poets in the court. How can military prime minister be modest and say that the imperial court cannot compare with us?"
"Who are you talking about?" Wang Lin asked.
The Confucian scholar looked directly at Ning Chen and said, "Mr. Ning Chen, aren't you considered a great poet of poetry? Not to mention anything else, a flying general at the level of a saint, a poem about agricultural roads. Just these two poems, Lord Ning can be called a great scholar in the poetry world."
After hearing the Confucian scholar's words, Wang Lin did not look back at Ning Chen at all.
Instead, he smiled and explained: "You are right. Lord Ning is indeed a great scholar in the poetry world."
Before the Confucian scholar could speak again, Wang Lin changed the subject and said, "However, I have already asked Lord Ning privately about Dingjun poetry.
Lord Ning himself does not want to participate, this time the collection of military poems.”
Wang Lin did ask Ning Chen about this, and Ning Chen also clearly told Wang Lin that he did not plan to participate.
After hearing Wang Lin's words, Li Ziqiu said that Ning Chen would not participate, so she turned her head and looked at Ning Chen, but she stopped talking, but in the end she didn't say anything.
Because in Li Ziqiu's opinion, there is indeed no need for Ning Chen to go up now.
Now there have been three saint-level poems for military decisiveness.
Even if Ning Chen goes up, he will write another poem about the military decisive at the level of a saint.
In order, it is not the turn of Ning Chen's poem to determine the army.
Then, it will leave more words to people.
Unless Ning Chen can write three saint-level military poems in a row, in this way, he can replace the previous three poems.
But is this possible?
This is something that is simply impossible.
"Does Lord Ning not want to participate, or do you disdain to participate? Or does the court and Lord Ning feel that the Huwei Army is not worth it..."
Before the Confucian scholar could finish speaking, Ning Chen suddenly interrupted:
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, isn't it just writing poetry?
I originally wanted to give you some chance to show off, but don’t stop talking.
He even forced Hu Weijun to talk about the matter.
Then I can’t blame me, I won’t give you a chance.”
After Ning Chen finished speaking, he walked straight to the stage.
Seeing Ning Chen on stage, the interrupted Confucian scholar was stunned.
Ning Chen actually came on stage.
This is unreasonable.
To be continued...