klisemfg Chapter 256 Hidden clumsiness?
Chapter 256 Hidden clumsiness?
Wenyuan Pavilion.
Jiang Yueyang is racking his brains to repair a collection of poems whose words have disappeared due to mold and termites.
Almost half an hour passed, and she had only repaired eleven poems. There were still more than thirty poems waiting for her to repair.
Rather than a restoration, it would be more accurate to say that she created a new ancient poem using the known words in the collection.
She was sure that the ancient poems she restored were definitely not the original poems in the collection.
Who cares? As long as the rhythm and meter of the poem are right and the artistic conception is there, it’s fine.
She can't create any masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages!
However, looking at this song in front of me:
"Spring flowers bloom again, and I shed endless tears of longing. The east wind, unfazed by the feeling of separation, blows the fallen petals all over my hometown."
She was still very satisfied and even admired herself a little.
System: [I now understand the meaning of the saying circulating online: "If you don't push yourself, you'll never know how powerful you are." The host does have some skills!]
[That is, people's potential is forced out.]
[Host, come on! There are still thirty or so songs left to be released.]
Jiang Yueyang waved her hand, "I can't do that anymore. I've already exceeded my mental activity limit today. Now, I need to rest."
Just as she lay down to rest, Kong Jijiu came to check on her with his hands behind his back.
The system reminded: [Host, Kong Jijiu is here.]
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang sat up straight.
Kong Jijiu pretended not to see it, walked slowly to her side, stopped, then reached out and picked up the poetry collection.
Seeing the poem "Spring Thoughts", he nodded with satisfaction. Then he turned another page.
A poem "Winter Night Thoughts" comes to life on the paper.
Kong Jijiu recited: "The night is long and cold, the wind blows, I lean on the high building alone and miss my old friend. The bright moon knows nothing of my heart, it shines in vain on the snow-covered world."
After reading them, he couldn't help but ask, "Both of these poems express longing. Who is Master Xiao Jiang missing?"
Jiang Yueyang was slightly stunned and cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Mr. Kong Jijiu misunderstood. I simply wrote this poem based on the remaining words in the poetry collection to try to understand the ancients' thoughts and feelings. It's not... I'm not thinking of someone."
Kong Jijiu smiled, a hint of inquiry in his eyes. "Judging from these two poems, Master Xiao Jiang is not as unlearned as you claim."
"You are too kind, Master. I can only create based on the work of my predecessors. If I were to compose a piece on my own, I would be completely unable to do so."
Kong Jijiu put down the poetry collection and said, "In a few days I will go to Moxiangzhai to attend a poetry gathering. You can go with me."
Jiang Yueyang looked embarrassed and was about to refuse, but Kong Jijiu raised his hand to stop her, "Master Jiang, you won't be so disrespectful to me, right?"
Now that things had come to this, Jiang Yueyang had no choice but to agree.
After Kong Jijiu left the office, Jiang Yueyang wailed in annoyance.
The system said: [Host, Kong Jijiu doesn't believe you can't write poetry. He must think you are hiding your abilities.]
【Why should I hide my shortcomings? I just can’t do it! 】
[The host doesn't seem to be unable to recite these poems...]
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang lowered her eyes and glanced at the worn poetry collection on the table. "I just didn't want the poetry collection I restored to mislead students in the future, so I used all my skills to barely match the poems. How did this bring up a poetry gathering? It's so annoying!"
[Host, please bother me later. You still have over thirty songs to repair.]
Jiang Yueyang: [...Little Melon, you are too heartless.]
***
The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the earth, and the sky is dyed with an orange-red sunset glow, which is beautiful.
Jiang Yueyang walked out of the palace with her head hung, along with other officials from the three provinces.
Even after working hard until the end of the office, she still couldn't complete the restoration of the entire collection of poems.
Fortunately, Kong Jijiu did not ask her to work overtime.
Qingming saw her from a distance, pulled the reins and drove the carriage over.
More than a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yueyang returned to Lanyue Pavilion.
Seeing that she looked tired, Xiangling quickly filled a basin with hot water for her to wash her face, and then she kindly massaged her back and shoulders.
She pinched my shoulders and said, "Miss, Miss Qiaoxi from Duke Su's family has sent an invitation, inviting you to attend a banquet at Duke Su's mansion on your day off."
"What party?"
"Miss Qiao Er's family recognition banquet."
Since Qiao Yuanyuan returned to Duke Su's mansion, Duke Su has not officially announced her identity to the public.
Although everyone knows about it, it is still necessary to hold a family reunion banquet.
That was the recognition of Qiao Yuanyuan by the Duke of Suguo's Mansion, and also the honor and favor that the Duke of Suguo's Mansion gave to Qiao Yuanyuan.
"Tell Sister Qiao that I will be there."
"promise."
At dinner time, the eunuch from the palace came to inform that there would be no morning court the next day. Jiang Yueyang jumped up with joy.
Minister Jiang glanced at her and continued to eat calmly, "Even if you don't have to attend the morning court, you still have to report to Wenyuan Pavilion."
Speaking of reporting for duty, Jiang Yueyang suddenly remembered that she had been an official for such a long time but seemed to have never reported for duty before?
"Dad, I used to..."
"You didn't report for duty earlier because you were attending the morning court, and His Majesty explicitly promised you preferential treatment, so Kong Jijiu didn't hold it against you."
Jiang Yueyang said, "Then can I go later?"
Minister Jiang remained silent, which was considered as his agreement.
***
The next day, in Huaqing Hall, Emperor Yuan had finished marking all the examination papers.
He picked out three examination papers and discussed with Kong Jijiu and others who would be the top scorer. "Who do you think is the most worthy top scorer among these three candidates?"
After looking at each other, they all pointed their fingers at one of the test papers.
Emperor Yuan lifted his eyelids and glanced at the name on the paper, then asked, "Why is it him?"
"Because he always ranked first in both the provincial and palace examinations.
Especially in the imperial examination, his essays were unmatched among the candidates. The same was true of his talent in poetry.
"I have the same idea as Master Kong." The Left Prime Minister seconded the proposal.
"I, your servants, feel the same way."
Emperor Yuan curled his lips and smiled, "How rare! The opinions of you all on who will be the top scholar this time are actually the same as mine."
In previous years, they always argued about this.
"So, who do you think will be the runner-up and the third place among the remaining two?"
The left prime minister avoided suspicion and remained silent.
The Minister of Personnel asked, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Emperor Yuan pointed his finger back and forth at the two examination papers. "Second place, third place."
Hearing this, Kong Jijiu reached out and swapped the two test papers. "I think this is more appropriate."
Emperor Yuan looked displeased. "Their performances in the palace examination were equally matched."
Kong Jijiu insisted, "Your Majesty, although the overall performance is comparable, the difference can still be seen in the details."
"I second the proposal."
Emperor Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Forget it, let's leave it at that."
After he finished speaking, he took out another test paper and said, "Gentlemen, tell me where Li Qinghuan should rank?"