All the major media outlets came to the classroom, found the best shooting position, and then started the live broadcast.
Ever since Jiang Yuan had helped the Tang and Ming dynasties clear their names, his popularity was now comparable to that of a top celebrity.
In addition, the video of Jiang Yuan's interview yesterday went viral on the Internet, causing the fans of the two sides to fight endlessly.
In the end, the Poetry Association retaliated.
This caused the majority of the onlookers to look forward to it.
As soon as the live broadcast started, many viewers from the major media outlets came in.
In just a few minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room had reached a terrifying 200,000.
At this moment, a cry of surprise came from outside the public lecture classroom.
"He's here!"
"Professor Nalan Mu Yun is here!"
“……”
Accompanied by a few exclamations, a white-haired old man appeared in everyone's line of sight.
He looked to be in his sixties, and he had a goatee on his chin. He looked dignified without being angry.
"Hiss! At this moment, Professor Nalan appeared personally!”
"Oh my god, Nalan Mu Yun is a professor in Huaqing. In order to establish the Poetry Association, he traveled all over China. Many internationally renowned writers have to give him face.”
"I feel that the winner has already been decided. Professor Nalan is an old scholar among professors.”
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they all sent bullet comments.
They were no strangers to Nalan Muyun. He was the descendant of the Immortal Poet, and his attainments in poetry were very high.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible to establish the Poetry Association from scratch.
Nalan Mu Yun's arrival caused a commotion among the students present.
After all, most of the poems they were learning in the textbooks were customized by Nalan Mu Yun.
However, as Jiang Yuan spoke, the commotion quickly subsided.
"Alright, since everyone is here, let me first talk about the lesson that I'm going to explain today.”
After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he picked up the chalk and wrote a few big words on the blackboard.
Poetry of the Tang Dynasty
After writing, Jiang Yuan said slowly.
"The reason why I say that Qianlong is not worthy of the title of Poet Emperor is not to look down on him. Although Qianlong wrote more than 10,000 poems in his life, there are very few excellent ones.”
"In my eyes, Qianlong's attainments in poetry are really nothing compared to all the poets in China.”
"As early as the Tang Dynasty, there were many scholars and great poets who left their names behind. At that time, they were already great writers.”
"Unfortunately, due to the incompleteness and inaccuracy of history, everyone already believes that the origin of poetry culture is the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the braid.”
When Jiang Yuan first learned about this history, he was extremely shocked.
The Sage Poet and the Immortal Poet had disappeared.
Qianlong, who had written more than 10,000 poems, was actually called the Poet Emperor.
This was simply a huge cultural gap.
That was why Jiang Yuan was giving a public lecture on this topic.
Professor Nalan, who had just sat down, could not help but laugh when he heard this.
"Haha…"
"Jiang Yuan, although you have established the name of the Tang and Ming Dynasties and are indeed very good at history, poetry in ancient times was only written by scholars. Most poets did not have high official positions and would not be recorded in the history books.”
The historical information was incomplete, so it was difficult to find the official history.
Not to mention those poor poets.
Even if he had written a few masterpieces, they probably wouldn't have been passed down and would have disappeared in the long river of history.
It was also because of this that the poems of Qianlong, Nalan Rongruo, and others of the Aisin Gioro Dynasty were passed down, and they were called the Poet Emperor and Poet Immortal.
After letting out a loud laugh, Nalan Mu Yun sneered at the camera,""After the rain, the lotus flowers bear the dew of grace, and the city is filled with spring. The scenery on Daming Lake is good, and the Taiyue Peak is high and the lake is long.”
" Emperor Poet Qianlong's poems are full of artistic conception. The poems express the mood of the poet and use the surrounding scenery as a foil..."
"There's also Nalan Rongruo's magnolias.
If life is only like the first time, why is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change.
……
This poem was filled with infatuation and sorrow. When this poem was published, it was praised by many women.”
When the students present heard Mulan, they could not help but marvel at this tragic poem.
After the audience in the live broadcast room heard Nalan Mu Yun's words, they also sent bullet comments.
"That's right. I like magnolias the most. It's considered the best love poem that describes compassion.“
"There is also this poem by Emperor Qianlong, which is widely circulated by the Daming Lake.”
“……”
Seeing the exclamations of the students below, Nalan Mu Yun narrowed his eyes and said.
"Jiang Yuan, if you apologize to my Poetry Association in front of everyone, I, Nalan Mu Yun, am not an unforgiving person.”
When Jiang Yuan heard this, he could not help but laugh.
"Ridiculous, truly ridiculous! Nalan Xingde's poem was indeed not bad. However, there were countless great poets in the Tang Dynasty. How could Qianlong, who only knew how to write saliva poems, compare to them?”
Nalan Cloudherder said that he was magnanimous and that he only needed to apologize, but in reality, he was just trying to put Jiang Yuan in his place.
Jiang Yuan naturally wouldn't give in.
"You…"
Nalan Muyun was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He, a highly respected old professor, was actually mocked by a little junior on the spot.
Looking at the furious Nalan Mu Yun, Jiang Yuan sneered and shouted,""What do you mean you? Let me tell you. There are countless poets in the history of the Great Tang.”
Professor Nalan, who was so angry that he was laughing, sneered when he heard Jiang Yuan's words."Good! Then I'll see what you can say today. Chinese poetry originated from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. There were no poets in the previous era. Why don't you say 100,000?!”
What if there were 100,000 Tang poems?
How could it be the same as now, where they couldn't find a single one?
At the same time, when Jiang Yuan and Nalan Mu Yun's words entered the live broadcast room, it immediately aroused the surprise of countless people.
"Damn it! Three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty, the classics passed down forever? Did Professor Jiang Yuan mean that these 300 Tang poems were all excellent?!”
"I guess only the high-quality ones would dare to say that.”
"I don't think so. What if there are only 300 songs in the entire Tang Dynasty?”
“……”
Finally, under the expectant gazes of the people in the live broadcast room, Jiang Yuan slowly spoke.
"There are more than ten famous literary masters in the Tang Dynasty alone. They are known as the Immortal of Poetry, the Saint of Poetry, the Demon of Poetry, the Crazy Poet, the Buddha of Poetry, the Ghost Poet, the Prisoner Poet, the Poet Hero, and so on.”
"Everyone's poems and essays have a profound and beautiful artistic conception. There are no less than a hundred of them!”
Everyone who heard Jiang Yuan's words was shocked.
Poet Buddha? Poet Saint?
What an arrogant tone.
"Tang Dynasty also has an immortal poet, isn't this an insult to Nalan Rongruo!”
"Fuck, Poet Saint? This title is so imposing!"
"The last few are also amazing. Poetic ghost?! He had never heard of a poet being given such a title.”
“……”
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