Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 80

“Oh, that little boy looks very smart. How can he say such a stupid thing?” Liu Mengrui stomped her feet, “Didn’t he just put words into someone’s mouth? Die Fei, don’t you think?”

　　Cheng Diefei was stunned when he heard the words: “Ah? What did you say?”

　　”What’s wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?” Liu Mengrui reached out and touched Cheng Difei’s forehead, “Why are you suddenly distracted?”

　　Cheng Diefei shook his head: “I’m fine. I’m just curious, who is that young master? How could he be a professor in eight academies? I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

　　Only then did Liu Mengrui realize the problem, and she was also puzzled: “Yes, I’ve never heard of that news. By the way, how did he get along with my father?”

　　Cheng Diefei walked to the bed, glanced at Chen Luo secretly, and a bold thought came to her mind: Could it be that he is…

　　…

　　When Qian Erkang and the others heard Chen Luo’s words, their hearts were relieved. They looked at each other and could see the joy in each other’s eyes. Qian Erkang bowed his hands again and said, “This student was ignorant, since all the songs I know are vulgar and unbearable, even the few famous songs by Luo Dajia…”

　　Qian Erkang looked at Luo Hongnu on the stage and found that Luo Hongnu was looking at Chen Luo with shining eyes, completely ignoring him. Then he was angry for no reason, and said, “In my opinion, it’s just a mediocre piece of work.”

　　”Since Mister thinks that there are elegant Qu, why don’t you help the students open their eyes and let us understand, what kind of Qu can be called elegant? If you open up the way of elegant Qu, then the distinction between Ci and Qu can be eliminated, and you can be a role model for my generation. .”

　　…

　　”This Qian Erkang, how can he bring up such words!” Cheng Diefei said angrily, “His words are forcing the… young master into a situation where he’ll have no escape route. It’s really hateful!”

　　Liu Mengrui folded her arms around her chest, and her face also showed anger: “It’s his own fault for saying the wrong thing. How can elegant Qu be so easy to do? My father wanted to make a few elegant Qu several times, but every time he wrote, he couldn’t escape the framework of Ci. Daddy said that this is a rut. The longer you are used to elegant literature, the harder it is to jump out of it. But if you don’t have literary talent, how can you bring out elegance from Qu?”

　　”Mengrui! Why not, let’s take a shot and run after taking it!” Cheng Diefei said suddenly.

　　”Ah?” Liu Mengrui was stunned, “Now?”

　　Cheng Diefei was about to nod her head when he heard Chen Luo say in the private room, “Okay!”

　　…

　　”Brother Xian, you…” Liu Jingzhuang looked at Chen Luo with some worry. Chen Luo is now famous for his “Du Shiniang” and “Laughing in the Wind”, so he will not take any damage here, but he is still a little anxious. Chen Luo gave a relaxed expression, he hardened his legs to jump out from the window sill of the private room, and with a loud “bang”, landed directly in front of Qian Erkang.

　　With the cultivation of the “invigorating the meridians” realm, Chen Luo’s leap is not as elegant as the magic technique, but it is thunderous and powerful, making Qian Erkang instinctively take a step back.

　　”You, what do you want?”

　　Chen Luo patted his shirt and said lightly, “Don’t be nervous, we are all scholars. Didn’t you want to listen to elegant Qu? What topic do you want to listen to?”

　　Hearing Chen Luo’s remarks, the people around him gasped again. Listening to what the young master meant, he didn’t have a finished elegant song, but asked Qian Erkang and others to designate the topic. Does it mean he’s going to compose it now? 

　　This… isn’t that too heavy.

　　It is not without reason that the Qu has been called the vulgar Qu so far, and it has not been able to take off the vulgar hat until now.

　　Chen Luo didn’t panic at all. He was influenced by his grandmother in his previous life. In addition to Tang poetry and Song poetry, he also dabbled in Yuan Qu. There were only a few literati topics, and he could always find the corresponding ones.

　　Since he is already doing it, might as well do it well…

　　”This… that’s what you said!” Seeing Chen Luo’s calm expression, Qian Erkang became angrier. He rolled his eyes and was about to ask the question when a blue light flashed in front of him, and Liu Jingzhuang stood there between the two.

　　”Liu Daru, but what do you want to tell me?” Qian Erkang seemed to ask, trying to cut off the possibility of Liu Jingzhuang’s intervention. Liu Jingzhuang glanced at Qian Erkang in disgust, and said, “Don’t be impatient. This old man is willing to be the referee who will comment on the new Qu that my brother Chen Xian is about to make. This is to prevent misinterpretation, is there any problem?”

　　Without waiting for Qian Erkang to answer, the surrounding guests clapped their hands one after another and shouted, “Exactly, the Poem Saint commenting on Qu, what a wonderful event for the literary world!”

　　Seeing such a reaction, Qian Erkang and the others stopped talking and bowed their hands, as they recognized Liu Jingzhuang’s referee status.

　　Qian Erkang said, “I’m not going to make it hard for the mister. Sir, since it’s late autumn now. Since ancient times, there are so many autumn poems, so they must be easy to write. Sir, let’s compose an elegant Qu with autumn as the topic.” Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at – “ ”

　　Chen Luo glanced at Qian Erkang, writing about autumn?

　　If I take out the “withered vine, old tree and faint crow” which is known as the ancestor of all Autumn reminiscence, I will be bullying you!

　　Chen Luo cleared his throat, “Autumn right? Listen up!”

　　”The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke of the old tree jackdaw.”

　　”Light mists, old trees, returning cold, crows a-cawing.”

　　”Flash of a flying swan’s shadow swiftly descending,”

　　”Green mountains paint the blue water green slowly,”

　　”White grass, red leaves, and yellow flowers re-emerging!”

　　When the song was finished, the whole room was silent.

　　”Mr. Liu, please comment…” A guest reminded Liu Jingzhuang who was in deep thought, and Liu Jingzhuang suddenly came back to his senses.

　　”Wonderful!” Liu Jingzhuang sighed, “I have never heard such a wonderful Qu.”

　　”In just twenty-eight words, it is such a vivid depiction of an autumn landscape, it’s a stroke of genius!”

　　”When the ancients wrote about autumn, they were often lonely and desolate, and the beginning of this song is also the same. The lonely village, the setting sun, the faded glow, the light smoke, the old tree, and the jackdaws are all six scenes with a sense of desolation.”

　　”Then there is a little swan shadow. Swans are autumn birds, there is only one of them, that’s why you can see its loneliness. It is this point that makes the whole picture turn from stillness to the whole autumn scene that seems to be coming.”

　　”The best thing is the ending sentence, green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves, and yellow flowers.”

　　”There is a distant view, it is mountains, it is water; there is a close view, it is grass, leaves, and flowers. Far and near are mixed.”

　　”It is even more embellished with blue, green, white, red, and yellow. The previous lonely autumn scene is instantly lively and vivid. It turns out that the autumn scene is so colorful, which adds vitality to the killing of autumn, and swept away the cliché of the predecessor’s sadness to the end!”

　　”Elegant, this is an elegant Qu! If this is not an elegant song, how can 90 percent of Ci be called elegant!”

　　Liu Jingzhuang commented excitedly, picked up a jug directly from the table, and poured a few sips of fine wine into his mouth, looking extremely happy!

　　When everyone heard Liu Jingzhuang’s comments, they were reminiscing about the song, and they understood the beauty of it.

　　…

　　”Wow, this little boy is so powerful!” Liu Mengrui looked overjoyed, “Dieyi, don’t you think?”

　　At this time, Cheng Dieyi looked at the young man below with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with certainty in her heart: It must be him! Must be him!

　　…

　　On the other hand, Qian Erkang’s face is like the bottom of a pot, no matter how thick his skin is, he can’t pick out any faults of this song. It’s just that his mind was active, his mind changed, and he stepped forward and gave a respectful salute: “Mister is talented, a picture of autumn scenery is an eye-opener for students!”

　　”Can the student be bold, and ask you to please make another song, let the students learn the elegant rhythm of Qu.”

　　”Despicable!” There were a lot of whispered reprimands in private, Qian Erkang’s expression didn’t change, he couldn’t retire at this time, if he retired, the connections he had worked so hard to manage in the Fuci Club would be gone.

　　Luo Hongnu on the stage finally turned his eyes away and landed on Qian Erkang, her face was full of disgust.

　　”You student, articles come naturally, and the hand is already brilliant…” Liu Jingzhuang naturally knew Qian Erkang’s plan, it is nothing more than showing that this song is an isolated example, and the majority of Qu still can’t be elegant.

　　”It’s okay, Brother Liu!” Chen Luo waved his hand, pressed Liu Jingzhuang’s intention to maintain, and looked at Qian Erkang with a light smile: “Tell me, what other topics are coming up?”

　　”Since I’m in the Xiangsi Building, I’m bound to have yearning as the topic!” Qian Erkang seemed to have thought of the topic.

　　”Yearning? No problem.” Chen Luo nodded and was about to speak when he heard Qian Erkang say, “Hold on!”

　　”What is it this time?”

　　Qian Erkang bowed respectfully, saying, “A few days ago, the Lord of Wan An, Chen, whom the students admired, once wrote “A Poem of Bamboo as Gifts for Soldiers Going to Wanren City” in the imperial court. He was able to make us scholars participate in military matters, as if we ourselves are going to the border. Why don’t you compose a song, talk about parting, talk about lovesickness, and make a pair for Mr. Chen’s poem, wouldn’t that be beautiful?”

　　Chen Luo was taken aback, I am in harmony with myself?

　　…

　　”Shameless!” Liu Mengrui gritted her teeth angrily, “You can only have yearning if you two are separated, you want a parting, and then yearning, don’t talk about Qu, even using Ci, it will be difficult to write. Not to mention it has to be able to be paired with the one written by the Lord of Wan An. Compared with poetry, he’s just trying to make things difficult for people!”

　　Cheng Dieyi looked at the gentleman with a calm face, and said softly, “He can do it!”

　　…

　　At this time, everyone also understood Qian Erkang’s intention to make things difficult. The crowd of high-profile guests clenched their fists, and the upper and lower courtesans’ brows glared. Just when the atmosphere was tense, Chen Luo’s voice sounded again.

　　”Oh, parting, yearning, is that all? No problem.”

　　”Listen well-“

　　”Ever since we parted, for you my heart still aches;

　　The spark of our mutual yearning, will it ever fade?

　　Flicking my sleeves by the railing, like snow the petals a-falling.

　　The brook is winding, the hills are hiding, and then you are gone.”

　　Chen Luo looked at Qian Erkang with a gentle expression: “Are you satisfied?”