Chapter 81: 81

“Are you satisfied?” A gentle smile sounded like a thunderous explosion in Qian Erkang’s ears.

　　But Qian Erkang is also a person who fights with others all the year round. After reciting Chen Luo’s new Qu a few times in his heart, he suddenly realized something, and quickly and forcibly stabilized his mind and surrendered to Liu Jingzhuang; “Please Liu Daru to comment first, the students will talk later.”

　　At this time, everyone looked at Qian Erkang and others with contempt. What kind of tricks does this Qian Erkang still want to play? Anyone who has ears knows that this little boy’s Qu was like a landscape painting which was pleasing to the eye. What else does he have to say?

　　Liu Jingzhuang also looked at Qian Erkang dissatisfied. But it was inconvenient for him to blow up at the moment, so he cleared his throat and said, “My wise Brother Chen’s song is about parting feelings. He used a woman’s tone to directly describe the parting and yearning between men and women.”

　　”The first sentence talks about parting, it is hard to part, and that yearning will never end. It expresses the lingering feelings of a woman, starting from the farewell, although the tone is simple, but I feel the usage of ‘hard to leave’, and after thinking about it, the yearning was said to be only ‘a little’, but no one knows ‘When it will ever end’, the so-called lotus roots may break, but the fiber remains joined is exactly this!”

　　”The second sentence, ‘Flicking my sleeves by the railing’, reminds me of Po Xian’s “Youth Tour”.”

　　”Last year we sent each other off. Outside Liuxia Gate, the flying snow looked like poplar flowers. This spring, the poplar flowers are like snow, and I still don’t see you return home!”

　　”The woman saw him off and stood on the high platform, watching her sweetheart leave from a distance, brushing away the poplar flowers in front of her, so as not to block her sight.”

　　”But what about it? The figures are getting farther and farther away, until at the end, only the winding creeks and the multitude of mountains can be seen, and the sweetheart, he’s already gone…”

　　”This sentence has quite the feeling of Li Qinglian’s ‘the lonely sail is far away in the blue sky, and only the long river flows in the sky’, but the yearning of a woman is more delicate and lingering.”

　　”It also is more like Uncle Yan’s slogan ‘after parting, remembering each other’.”

　　”Parting and yearning are all in the tenderness of a woman, and how many people can understand the lingering meaning…”

　　After listening to Liu Jingzhuang’s comments, everyone present seemed to see a beautiful woman looking at the mountains and rivers from afar, but the lonely her could not see her sweetheart anymore, and they felt pain in their hearts for no reason. At this time, the women in Linglong Building looked at Chen Luo again, all with tears in their beautiful eyes, but their hearts were fiery.

　　A yearning song collected all the exquisite hearts.

　　…

　　”I’m going to be rich, I’m going to be rich, two wonderful elegant songs, our Linglong Building is going to be rich!” Han Sanniang, who was on the side, never dreamed that the little boy brought by Liu Jingzhuang was so talented, and blurted out two elegant Qu right on the spot. This feat is enough to raise her Linglong Building’s reputation to a new level. Thinking of this, she glanced at Qian Erkang, but she didn’t even think that the other party was as hateful as before.

　　”In any case, I must get this young master to agree to engrave these two songs on my Linglong Building…” Han Sanniang made up her mind, “This young master does not seem to be short of gold and silver, I wonder if he will like the best four courtesans of my Linglong Building…”

　　…

　　”Wow, this gentleman is so good!” Liu Mengrui jumped up excitedly, “Being able to be friends with my old man… No, being able to be brothers with my father – a sage of the world of poetry. He truly has some talent. Huh? No, my father and he are sworn brothers. Doesn’t that mean that he is… my uncle? Die Fei, then he’s your uncle too?”

　　Cheng Diefei was stunned for a moment, spit, and his tone was a little anxious: “That’s your father, not my father, don’t talk nonsense!”

　　”Why are you blushing?” Liu Mengrui asked.

　　”I’m… a little hot!” Cheng Diefei quickly changed the subject, “Look, that Qian Erkang doesn’t seem to have given up yet. I don’t know what kind of trick he’s going to use…”

　　…

　　In the lobby, Qian Erkang took a deep breath and clapped his hands: “Sir’s Qu is really wonderful, and the students felt like they were listening to the sound of the sky. But…”

　　Qian Erkang suddenly raised his voice. He glanced at the classmates of the Fuci Club behind him and gritted his teeth. He understood that as soon as he said the next words, he would definitely become the target of public criticism, but as long as he made a contribution to the Fu Ci Club and suppressed the elegant style of Qu advocated by this mysterious you master then naturally he would get supporters.

　　Qian Erkang was determined, “This song is as Liu Great Scholar commented, and the charm of the poetry made by our ancestors can be seen. The students dared to think that the elegance of this Qu is not in the Qu itself, but it references many other poems, in order to imitate two or three elegant rhymes. It’s not enough to change the reputation of Qu!”

　　”Shameless!”

　　”Load of fart!”

　　”Turtle son!”

　　”Damn ass!”

　　…

　　One after another, the scolding sounded, and Qian Erkang also went out of his way, he treated everyone as if they were drunk and that he alone was sober. He glanced at the classmates behind him and saw the admiration in their eyes, and his heart was even more determined. Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at Novel Multiverse – “NovelMultiverse dot com”

　　Chen Luo frowned slightly, and he looked at Qian Erkang.

　　Your face is already being dragged down the earth like this, yet the other party not only does not want to surrender, but also dares to fight back at us?

　　He really isn’t even giving himself the chance to recover anymore.

　　Oh you’re the one who forced me.

　　Chen Luo stretched out his hand, suppressed the noise in the lobby, and asked, “What do you want?”

　　Qian Erkang was certain in his heart and said, “In addition to the use of lining words, there is another key point in the distinction between Ci and Qu, and that is rhyme.”

　　”Poems are elegant because they have strict requirements on rhyme, and the most taboo of them is heavy rhyming.”

　　”But the Qu is different, there is no taboo on the rhyme usage.”

　　”If the gentleman can just use heavy tones to talk about yearning, I, Qian Erkang, swear again, to quit the Fuci club, and to be a fan of elegant Qu in this life!”

　　Hearing Qian Erkang’s words, everyone in the audience who knew a little bit of poetry couldn’t help frowning.

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　　The so-called heavy rhyming refers to the repeated use of a word to rhyme in a poem. Before the rise of metrical poetry in the previous dynasties, heavy rhyme was often not taboo in long poems, but in metrical poetry, heavy rhyme is a big taboo. Occasionally, two or three articles are published, and most of them are works for fun.

　　Now that Qian Erkang, on account of his name to ask the other party to do heavy rhyme, and to write something about yearning. In addition, there is another request that is being asked but not spoken, that is, the third song must not be too different from the previous two elegant Qu. 

　　Simply deceiving!

　　”Young Master!” Luo Hongnu, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly spoke up at this moment, and the sound of “Young Master” was as crisp as a bird’s cry, causing everyone to look at Luo Hongnu.

　　Luo Hongnu looked at Chen Luo and gave a slight salute; “Thank you for your maintenance today. Young master’s two elegant Qu, Hongnu regards as a treasure. Next time, if they don’t want Hongnu to recite Qu then I shall not sing it anymore. You don’t have to fight against villains anymore. You should just think about your own health…”

　　There was an uproar.

　　Everyone knows about it, Qian Erkang asked a trick question, and Luo Dajia couldn’t bear Chen Luo to lose face, so she was willing to not sing Qu anymore to solve the dilemma.

　　Chen Luo looked at Luo Hongnu, who had worried eyes, and smiled gently: “It’s okay. I haven’t heard the wonderful voice of Luo Dajia, how can I allow you to not sing anymore? I will compose this Qu and give it to Luo Dajia, so the next time we meet, I hope Luo Dajia can sing and let me listen to it.”

　　After Chen Luo finished speaking, he turned to look at Qian Erkang.

　　”Heavy Rhyming, right? Yearning, right?”

　　Chen Luo took a deep breath, and sighed leisurely, with a tone of three parts sadness and three parts distress.

　　”All my life I had not known lovesickness;

　　I have only just learned to be lovesick,

　　yet already I am suffering from lovesickness.

　　My body feels like a drifting cloud,

　　my heart as willow catkins in the air,

　　my breaths as gossamer.

　　There is but only leftover incense,

　　to wonder about the whereabouts of the aristocratic wanderer.

　　And when the symptoms come, when do they come?

　　When the lamp is half-dimmed, when the moon is half-lit.”

 

　　After the song was over, the whole audience fell into a dead silence. This song did not need Liu Jingzhuang’s commentary as everyone understood what it meant.

　　Since I was born, I didn’t know what yearning was yet, but just after I understood what yearning was, I was already deeply troubled by it.

　　The body becomes like a floating cloud, the heart becomes a swirling fluff, and even the breath becomes only a strand of hairspring.

　　There is only a trace of fragrance left in the air, my sweetheart, where have you been?

　　When is yearning the most intense? It is when the lights are half-dark and half-bright, and the moon is half-bright and half-dark.

　　A strong yearning was brewing in the Linglong Building, and the verses of the predecessors engraved on the wall actually radiated bright golden light, and there seemed to be whispers from the pavilions.

　　”Poems resonate, and the lingering sound lingers around the beam!” The crowd was in an uproar. Such a scene happened 20 years ago, when Liu Jingzhuang wrote that “the belt is getting wider but I don’t regret it. One is haggard from longing of the beauty…

　　”Not only that, do you smell…” someone reminded.

　　The person who was reminded gently sniffed, and instantly a fragrance penetrated into his nasal cavity, and the whole person was shocked.

　　”This is, Elegant Tones Fragrance?”

　　”Plain text cannot be transcribed, only when elegant literature is made can make Elegant Tones Fragrance come out?”

　　”The elegance of this song is certified by the Way of the Heavens!”

　　”Oh my God, the way of elegant Qu is formalized!”

　　”I thought Wan Anbo was already considered a gift from heaven, but I didn’t expect that there would be someone comparable to him.”

　　…

　　”Give it to him! Give it all to him! Give him all the four major courtesans!” Han Sanniang was almost crazy, and she was roaring in her heart, “Even if he wants my old body, I’ll give him my old body too! I must win this song for Linglong Building!”

　　At this time, no one cared about Qian Erkang, who was like a lost dog, and everyone else looked at the precious young master.

　　Luo Hongnu, who was the first to return to her senses, blushed slightly, bowed formally, and asked the biggest question in everyone’s mind.

　　”Slave Hongnu, humbly asks for the young master’s name.”

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