Looking at Zhengyao's posture, it seemed that he was imitating the ancients to compose a poem in seven steps. King Jing, who was sitting upright on the stage, once again showed his admiring eyes. His two eyes followed Zhengyao's figure, his face full of expectation.

meaning.

"spring breeze…"

Reluctantly taking a step, Zheng Yao mustered up his courage and uttered the word "spring breeze" with difficulty. However, in the eyes of others, this seemed to be brewing some masterpiece, and it seemed like he was warming up before the game. Even on the sidelines

Ning An, who usually looked at Zheng Yao with displeasure, also looked at Zheng Yao with all his attention as if in a trance, looking forward to his next performance.

However, all this made Zhengyao complain endlessly. He was obviously just an empty air. In today's terms, it was just pretending. But now that the matter had come to this, there was no way out, so he had to bite the bullet.

And just when Zhengyao took the second step, a gust of breeze suddenly blew, making Zhengyao feel refreshed: "Yes!"

"Don't...ask...where...the whistling...spring...wind——"

When he took the second step, Zhengyao suddenly looked around, sorted out some words in his mind at an extremely fast speed, and finally uttered seven words in a not very heroic tone. After that, he felt relaxed for the time being.

A little bit.

"good!"

Someone immediately shouted "Hello" in the audience, although it is very likely that even Zhengyao didn't know what was good about the poem he was reciting. Prince Jing on the stage didn't seem to react after hearing it, but when he heard someone speaking,

Naturally, he also shouted "Hello".

At this moment, Zhengyao doesn't care whether you are good or not. The first task now is to finish reciting such a poem. At least, there are still twenty-one words! However, the time decision does not allow him to think more about it, and the third step will be

Taking a step forward means that the second sentence should also follow.

Just when Zhengyao was at a loss for a good idea, he saw that the breeze that had just flowed had stopped at some point. Zhengyao had an idea and suddenly had another idea: "The spring... wind... has not... ever... touched... his face...——

"

"good!"

Regardless of whether it is really good or not, since the prince just applauded him, he naturally has his own uniqueness. So just after Zhengyao finished reciting, another person in the audience clapped his hands and applauded. But this time, Prince Jing listened attentively, but

I don’t know what good the seemingly nonsense sentence “The spring breeze has never touched my face” can do, but I thought that this Zhengyao was also a daughter of a famous family, so there must be his reasons. So I suppressed the doubts in my heart and clapped my hands again, but

Compared to before, there was a little less excitement, but a little more doubt.

As for Zhang Cheng and Liu Yan in the audience, neither Zhang Cheng nor Liu Yan knew what Zhengyao was doing. Taking "Spring Breeze" as the title and directly appearing the word "spring breeze" in the poem was already a taboo. However, Zhengyao

Just after Yao recited two sentences, two "spring breezes" appeared, which puzzled the two of them.

Ning An, on the other hand, suppressed the urge to laugh: I just said that this idiot has no ink in his mind, and his poems are also so tacky. I guess, there will be no surprises next. This idiot is obviously just making up his words.

, and when they had no way out, they began to talk nonsense.

Not to mention, Ning An is quite capable of guessing Zheng Yao's thoughts. If Zheng Yao heard what Ning An said at this moment, he would be so excited that he would become a close friend.

Now it is difficult to get off the tiger. Anyway, he will die anyway, so it is better to take a gamble on him, so he immediately took the third step and followed the fourth step without thinking. Zhengyao was also unambiguous and said casually: "Kong is waiting for independence."

When the spring breeze passes, I wonder if the spring breeze will blow - to the east!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Just taking one step and two steps at a time and chanting two sentences in a row is worthy of praise. Regardless of the content, at least Zhengyao's ability to adapt is indeed very strong. So there was another commotion in the audience, and this person was praised.

This conference brought a new high point.

The poem had been recited, and everyone who deserved praise had been praised, but Prince Jing had something to say.

That's right, not only King Jing, but also people such as Zhang Cheng, Liu Yan and others must be full of doubts. This is when Yao recited a seven-character rhyme, and the word "spring breeze" appeared in four sentences in it. This is indeed rare. Moreover,

On the surface, what he said seems to have no artistic conception, and some people even speculate that it is slightly inferior to Guan Zhen's "Spring Breeze". At least Guan Zhen did not emphasize the word "Spring Breeze" so frequently, which seemed too wordy.

In addition, in addition to the spring breeze, the poems recited by Guan Zhen at least contain other artistic conceptions, such as autumn! In this way, the intersection of spring and autumn can better reflect the theme.

Prince Jing was really puzzled, so he stood up, looked at Zhengyao and said, "The poems written by Mr. Li are very different from others. There must be a lot of meaning in them. Why don't I explain them to everyone? I believe many people here will understand."

I want to know what Mr. Li wants to express."

Listening to these words seems to be an affirmation of Zhengyao, but if you listen carefully, you will find that there is actually something in King Jing's words, which is very tactful. First of all, it is a lack of understanding of the poems Zhengyao recited. This lack of understanding is not good.

Saying it to his face would damage the prince's reputation; secondly, Zhengyao's poem was absolutely unpalatable in its literal meaning, and he also wanted to hear what kind of explanation Zhengyao could give.

Come.

"It has a lot of meaning? Damn it! How could I have thought so much!" Zhengyao is now a mute eating Coptis chinensis, and it is difficult to say anything. At his level, he can improvise such a stereotyped poem.

He has already performed beyond his level, but he still needs to explain? Why not kill him?

However, Prince Jing’s kindness was hard to resist, and it was naturally difficult to refuse. Moreover, there were hundreds of pairs of eyes in the audience staring at him, all expecting what explanation he would give, so it was naturally impossible for him to run away in the face of the battle!

After thinking for a moment, Zhengyao deliberately said with a relaxed face: "That's that, that's right. When a poem comes out, it naturally has its own meaning, otherwise it would not be a poem, right? Yes?"

This time, Zhengyao felt a lot of pressure, so he had no choice but to use his trump card - dragging words, deliberately talking nonsense to delay time, and trying his best to sort out his thoughts for the next step.

"Then please tell Mr. Li briefly."

Prince Jing smiled slightly and said that he did not think that Zhengyao was talking nonsense at this moment. He seemed to have great confidence in Zhengyao. After all, no one dared to fool him in front of him.

"Well, to put it simply, it's..." He hesitated and said a few words, but his brain was not in control and he couldn't think of a reason.

"That's it, tell me quickly!"

The people in the audience were already a little impatient, feeling that Zhengyao was obviously fooling around on stage.

Zhang Cheng and Liu Yan's faces now showed heavy worries. They wanted to help Zhengyao, but they couldn't do anything. Ning An on the side didn't add insult to injury at this moment. Instead, he had a hint of worry: "Damn you idiot.

Don't mess around! Uncle Wang is not that easy to fool."

His unruly behavior was about to be exposed. Not only would he lose face, but he might even offend Prince Jing from now on. Wouldn't he be on Yan Song's side then? Thinking of this, Zheng Yao was furious.

He clenched his fist, then gritted his teeth and said with pain:

"That's it... you see, the title of this poem is called "Spring Breeze", and the word "spring breeze" appears throughout the poem. From here, it is not difficult to understand that it is to emphasize the meaning of "spring breeze". Take a closer look, although

Each sentence contains the word 'spring breeze', but the location is different, so it is not difficult to understand that the emphasis of 'spring breeze' is not the same everywhere. This is a metaphorical technique."

"A metaphor?"

Everyone couldn't help but become more confused.

"Yes, that's right! Please take a look at the word 'spring breeze' in the first sentence, 'Don't ask where the spring breeze blows.' It has two meanings. One is the real spring breeze. This sentence can be understood as: Don't ask where the spring breeze blows."

Spring breeze. The second level of meaning lies in its metaphor. The spring breeze here can refer to hope, career, wealth, etc., so its meaning can be extended to: Don’t ask where there will be hope (wealth, wealth, etc.)

career, etc.). Therefore, it contains a very deep meaning, which is worthy of everyone's careful study."

"Look at the second sentence: 'The spring breeze has not touched my face.' Like the first sentence, it also has two levels of meaning. Everyone must know the first level, so I won't go into details. As for the second level, we can

It is understood as: Hope (wealth, career, etc.) will not come to you in person. The face-to-face here actually means to be close to oneself, close to oneself, and the face-to-face, of course, means to be close and close."

"Well, that seems to be the case!"

"That's right! It's indeed reasonable. I really woke everyone up with this statement!"

Hearing what Zhengyao said, the audience immediately started talking again and had new views on Zhengyao.

"As for the third sentence's 'Waiting alone for the spring breeze to pass' and the fourth sentence's 'I don't know the spring breeze blows eastward', the same is true. They still have two meanings. So in summary, the whole poem can be understood as: Don't ask me

Where is hope? You must know that hope will never come to you. If you just wait quietly on the sidelines, hope will often pass you by. In summary, this poem illustrates a

Principle: You must take the initiative to look for everything. You should not just sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor. If you lose the opportunity to take the initiative, it will be too late when you realize that you have missed it. Of course, it will be a great opportunity for the prince to come to Shu this time.

The blessing of the spring breeze has also brought new hope to the talented people in Shu such as me. From this, it can be seen that the prince is a well-deserved spring breeze!"

Zhengyao had completely reached the state of selflessness on the stage. He talked eloquently, and at the end he did not forget to flatter Prince Jing, which immediately made everyone dumbfounded, including Prince Jing and Liu Yanzhang.

Cheng, not even Ning An, dared to imagine, let alone believe that the Li Zhengyao just now was that careless, mediocre person with no ideas at all.

"Okay! Great!"

"This poem is so wonderful! This poem is so wonderful!" Even a man as talented as Zhang Cheng couldn't find words to describe Zhengyao's actions. This fully reflects how powerful Zhengyao was.

of perfection.

"Hahaha! It's just as I thought! Yes, yes, 'There are many talented people in Sichuan', it's really true. It's really eye-opening for me! Hahahaha!"

Prince Jing also began to forget everything and was so happy that he shamelessly said that Zhengyao's explanation just now was exactly what he thought. After all, Prince Jing was also a man who wanted to save face and suffer the consequences.

Seeing endless compliments from all around, Zhengyao finally came back to his senses as if he had been in a dream. Perhaps even he himself didn't know what he had just said.

Seeing that he had finished speaking, it was naturally time to step down. He didn't want to continue to be questioned. If he did this a few more times, his heart wouldn't be able to bear it, so he walked off the stage with his head high and high spirits. Ning An was beside him.

There was an expression in his eyes that he had never seen before. It seemed that even Liu Yan and Ning An had never been like this before. How should I put it? It should be a fleeting and fleeting expression of affection.
Chapter completed!