Chapter 978： Older gingers are more spicy

Chapter 978 Ginger is still old and spicy

The moment Zhu Pingan finished writing, the whole room seemed to be casted by a great magister with a spell of silence, and the surroundings were silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing.

Everyone is a person who knows the goods.

Zhu Ping'an's youthful Ci, which was written in one go, has more than two hundred characters, and the words are pearls, and they are as bright as the Milky Way when they are gathered together.

The emperor map is 40,000 miles away. Since ancient times, there has never been a dynasty that has unified the 40,000 miles.

Emperor's life span is forty-five years old. From now on, there are still nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-five years left. He is born to live forever.

The first two lines of parallel prose alone have made this Qing Ci invincible. The first sentence praised Emperor Jiajing's literary and martial arts, saying that the territory ruled by Emperor Jiajing was so vast that it had never been seen since ancient times, and he deserved to be the immeasurable god. The second sentence is just right to scratch Emperor Jiajing's itch. What is the purpose of Emperor Jiajing's practice of alchemy and breaking the fast? Isn't he immortal? Zhu Pingan said that Emperor Jiajing will be forty-five this year, and there will be nine thousand ninety-nine in the future One hundred and fifty-five years of Yangshou coincides with Wanshou.

Heaven is boundless and longevity is boundless. Isn't this what Emperor Jiajing pursued? !

In addition, there are more than 100 characters in the back of Qingci, "Fu Yisheng is true and brave, and there are scriptures for everything." None of the words is nonsense. Thousands of miles of imperial land, but the rain and dew are evenly covered, and the love for the people of every inch of land is deep; a life span is ten thousand years, but the day is full of opportunities, and every second is serving the empire and the people of the empire.

Of course, Zhu Pingan was flattering, but everyone did not despise Zhu Pingan because of this. After all, who was not flattering when he wrote Qingci for Emperor Jiajing? In contrast, Zhu Pingan's poem is reserved and elegant.

Writing Qing Ci is flattering, it depends on your level of writing, this has long been a tacit consensus among everyone.

I have to say, Zhu Pingan's flattery is really amazing!

It's no wonder that this flattery didn't satisfy Emperor Jiajing's heart! After reading Qingci, everyone had such a thought in their hearts. As soon as this Qing Ci came out, Emperor Jiajing's favorite Qing Ci would probably become two.

"Zihou is worthy of being the number one scholar."

A compliment from Li Chunfang broke the silence in the room, and then everyone began to comment.

Yuan Wei's face turned green.

I obviously hate this little thief, but why do I feel that the green words written by this little thief are so wonderful at this moment!

Damn it!

The green words written by this hateful little thief actually resonated in my heart. After discovering this problem, Yuan Wei's face became even more stinky and greener.

After the cup of tea time, the room became quiet again, and everyone was once again immersed in the ocean of Qingci creation.

Yuan Wei was even more determined to become stronger, and vowed in his heart that he must create a youthful Ci that surpassed Zhu Ping'an.

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Until the tip of the willow tree on the moon, Yuan Wei failed to conceive another piece of Qingci that he felt satisfied, and the number of Qingci contributed was fixed at two Qingci.

After Zhu Ping'an finished writing the poem, he didn't write any more. He looked like he was thinking hard, but his brain was already busy with other things.

At the time of the child, the Qingci presented by everyone finally met the requirements of the fasting ceremony. Since it was too late, everyone rested in Wuyi Hall.

Zhu Ping'an slept in the small room of Wuyi Hall again.

The dark room, the narrow bed, it creaks when you turn over, and the mosquitoes are diligently buzzing in your ears

Zhu Ping'an was lying on the small hard bed, looking at the dark roof, hugging the quilt that had no warmth, feel or even a slight musty smell. He couldn't help but miss Jingxiangyuan's big bed and the fragrant Li Shu.

Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, it took a long time to fall asleep.

Early the next morning, Zhu Ping'an woke up early, got dressed, and went out to wash. This row of low value huts is not only uncomfortable for sleeping, but also very inconvenient for washing. They have to go to the public toilets and bathe, get up late, and can't get a number for half a day.

Back after washing up, just had breakfast, several young father-in-laws brought Jiajing Emperor's will, and rewarded Zhu Pingan with a crown of fragrant leaves, a set of apricot-yellow Taoist robes embroidered with gossip, and a pair of ten-square green silk shoes.

Fragrant leaf crowns were all made by Emperor Jiajing himself, and generally not easily rewarded to courtiers, no more than five fragrant leaf crowns were rewarded each year. Only when Emperor Jiajing was very, very, very satisfied with the green poems presented, he could be awarded the Fragrant Leaf Crown.

It is a rare honor to obtain the Fragrant Leaf Crown.

Although the other courtiers in the room also received rewards, such as Yuan Wei was given a set of apricot yellow Taoist robes embroidered with gossip, but these rewards were all standard, and their significance and value were far inferior to those made by Emperor Jiajing himself. bay leaf crown.

Yuan Wei, who was waiting for the decree together, looked at Zhu Pingan receiving the fragrant leaf crown, his eyes were red, like a rabbit suffering from pink eye disease.

However, Zhu Ping'an is not the only courtier who has won the Fragrant Leaf Crown today.

Zhu Ping'an's teacher Xu Jie was also given a fragrant leaf crown, a set of apricot-yellow Taoist robes embroidered with gossip, and a pair of ten-square blue silk shoes. In addition, Xu Jie also received a special reward from Emperor Jiajing, and was bestowed with an elixir.

After hearing that Xu Jie not only won the Fragrant Leaf Crown, but also obtained the elixir refined by Emperor Jiajing himself, Yuan Wei's mood improved a little bit. The reason is very simple, Zhu Pingan's limelight has been suppressed. But seeing that Zhu Ping'an was not affected at all, Yuan Wei's mood turned bad again.

As long as the royal privacy is not involved, the news in the palace is well-informed, and Xu Jie's Qingci quickly spread to everyone's case:

Shiben used to be a real man, and he called him Long Live and Shan Hu.

One is horizontal and straight across the universe, and the other two are vertical and oblique.

Add officials, add Lujia titles, establish outlines, disciplines, and emperor pictures.

The master has his own blessings for thousands of years, and the moon shines on the five lakes on the same day.

At the beginning, everyone didn't think much of Xu Jie's Qing Ci, but felt that it was a very common Qing Ci, even a bit of doggerel, and everyone didn't understand how Xu Ge created such a poem. It's an ordinary Qingci, and why does the Holy One favor such ordinary and scumbag Qingci?

As everyone studied, the mystery was gradually discovered.

"This is a poem with split characters."

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

Today’s Shengshang’s title is "Jiajing", and Xu Jie’s Qing Ci just disassembled the word "Jiajing" according to the order of strokes, stroke by stroke, and praised them one by one, and praised them one by one. The traces enter the inside and are completely natural, it can be said to be seamless.

After discovering this mystery, everyone looked back at Xu Jie's Qing Ci, and suddenly felt that Xu Jie's work was brilliant, and it really flattered everyone. what.

Ginger is still old and spicy.

Seeing the master Xu Jie's Qing Ci, which is the most flattering song, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

(end of this chapter)