The Fifth Journey (III)
After a few days of living a life of luxury, Jin Xuan did not dare to continue wasting his time. After all, he did not have a foundation yet. He had to hurry up and do not let Cao Cao and the others catch up. After discussing with Guo Jia, they decided to act separately. Jin Xuan went north to Luoyang while Guo Jia searched for talents. Jin Xuan drew up a list of names and handed it to Guo Jia, then instructed two of his subordinates to follow. After agreeing on the return date, Guo Jia took his leave.
He passed through Chenliu, Guandu, Xuchang and rushed to Luoyang. Although he paid attention to talents, perhaps because fate had not yet arrived, he did not meet a single one.
After arriving in Luoyang, he settled down. The next day, Jin Xuan went to visit Cai Yi.
Cai Yi was a talented scholar in the court. He was full of peaches and plums all over the world. Scholars all over the world were proud to rely on Cai's family.
When they arrived at the living room, the Cai Residence was bustling with people talking loudly. Cai Yi stood in front of his desk, thinking about how to write an inscription for a painting. The rest of the people did not recognize the golden vortex, and no one welcomed it.
"Jin Xuan greets Elder Cai." Jin Shi could not help but be a little angry as he roared. The effect was not bad. Everyone quieted down and looked at Jin Xuan in unison.
Cai Yi came back to his senses, stood up and cupped his hands,"You must be Long Teng. I'm sorry." "This is the son-in-law of Qiao Xuan, the prefect of Puyang. He is a genius of Jiangnan."”It seemed that Cai Yi had read Qiao Xuan's letter.
"May I ask what book you are cultivating?" The pale-faced man who looked like a short-lived ghost asked. It turned out that the loud voice just now had ruined his mood and was deliberately making things difficult for him.
"Writing lies in understanding. I'm not talented. I've never written before. I only know understanding.”Since he was here, he would take it as it was. Since he was here to make things difficult for him, Jin Xuan's tone was a little arrogant. []
"What's the reason?" Another short-lived ghost jumped out.
"Please enlighten me." If he was arrogant, then so be it. This was also a chance to become famous. Jin Xuan decided to fight.
"What is the art of war?" So this was someone who studied Sun Tzu's Art of War.
"The art of war is the art of deception. However, the goal of military tactics is to win. In other words, in order to win, there is no need to do anything. This is the truth of the art of war.”
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"I heard that you are good at poetry and don't follow ancient principles. Is that true?”Bad news travels thousands of miles, but good news never leaves the door. Within a few days, news of Jin Xuan's incident in Puyang had reached Luoyang.
"Oh, poetry is one of literature. If you stick to ancient principles and are not good at innovation, stick to the old ways and do not think of making progress, then literature will perish. The way of governing literature should be colorful and innovative.”
"What a good idea." Cai Yi spoke. He was very curious about Jin Xuan. In his residence, there were very few people who were so arrogant. He wanted to see just how important Jin Xuan was. "In Duke Qiao's book, it was said that you are both skilled in both martial arts and martial arts, with a million heroes in your heart.”
"Please take out a pen and paper." Jin Xuan said.
" I'm so angry that my hair stands on its crown. Leaning against the railing, the rain stops. He raised his eyes and let out a long howl towards the sky, full of vigor. Thirty years of fame and fortune, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of road clouds and months. Don't be idle, white youth's head, empty sorrow.
The shame of the white horse has not been avenged, and the hatred of the courtiers has not been extinguished. He drove a long chariot to trample on the broken Helan Mountain. Ambition hungry to eat Hu Krupp meat, laughing and drinking Xiongnu blood. From the beginning to the end, clean up the mountains and rivers, look up to the sky.”Jin Xuan changed Yue Fei's masterpiece slightly and took it out.
"The poem is good, and the calligraphy is also good. It's really good to push Chen to be innovative." Cai Yi was a person who knew his stuff, and Jin Xuan's talent was like a crane among chickens here.
These scholars no longer asked questions to make things difficult for Jin Xuan. They looked at the beautiful running-script and read this "River Is Red". There was no longer any contempt in their eyes.
These scholars shook their heads as they recited this "River Is Red". The room was filled with different accents, but the artistic conception of Yue Fei's masterpiece was ruined.
"If this poem is accompanied by a zither song, it will be able to express its charm even more.”Jin Xuan threw another bomb at Elder Cai.
"Long Teng is also proficient in musical instruments. Bring me the zither." Elder Cai became serious.
Jin Xuan waved his fingers as if there was no one else around, thinking about the rhythm of " River Is Red." He couldn't make a fool of himself at the critical moment. After all, he had not practiced the zither for a long time.
Jin Xuan took out the guqin and tried a few tunes. It was much better than the one in school. The craftsmanship of ancient guqin making should be worth studying.
A melodious tune of " The River is Red " coupled with Jin Xuan's deep voice, the golden war horses, the mountains and rivers. After the song, the entire room fell silent.
"It's really a fairy's voice."”One of them was a beautiful woman with a tall figure and charming charm. She had an almond-shaped face and peach-like cheeks, and she was extremely charming. It was Cai Wenji, the famous talented woman, who walked out from the back hall.
Cai Wenji heard the maid talking about how lively the guest hall was. Everyone was questioning a scholar. Out of curiosity, she rushed over and happened to listen to Jin Xuan's singing.
Wenji was an unparalleled talented woman in the world and knew what was good. This song has never been heard before. It must be Jin Xuan's own creation.
Wenji walked forward and looked at the words written by Jin Xuan. Her admiration was obvious.
"Mister is talented and can be Wenji's teacher.”Wenji looked at Jin Xuan and said sweetly.
Jin Xuan saw Wenji's snow-white skin and picturesque face and couldn't help but feel a little dejected. However, they didn't dare to be arrogant, standing up and saying,""I've long heard of Wenji's talent. Seeing her today, she's indeed an outstanding talent. Thanks to Wenji's favor, I feel very honored. Wenji is very talented, and I don't dare to be a teacher for ten thousand years.”
"Mister's poem is full of gems. It is difficult for a famous person in the world to change his words with thousands of gold. Mr. Wang's calligraphy is his own style. It is truly a pioneering work of calligraphy. The music he composed was a fairy music that had never been heard in the world. Mr. Wang is really a man of God. If you can be my teacher, it is Wenji's blessing.”Wenji steeled her heart and wanted to be the hall master.
"I wouldn't dare. If Wenji has something that she doesn't understand, she will teach me wholeheartedly, but the word teacher will not be mentioned from now on.”Jin Xuan knew what to say. In ancient times, etiquette was advocated. After taking in a disciple, it would add a lot of trouble to marry Wenji in the future.
Worried that Wenji would continue to pester him, Jin Xuan immediately bid farewell to Cai Yi.
"I still have to pay a visit to Lord Situ Wang's residence today, so I'll come back another day to ask for advice.”
Cai Yi came back to his senses." Tomorrow night is Long Teng's welcome party. Long Teng, please come and join us."”
"Definitely, definitely." He made an arhat bow and walked out in a carefree manner.
Cai Yi was a person who loved talent and sent Jin Xuan out.
Cai Yi valued him so much that Jin Xuan's name immediately filled Luoyang. --
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