Chapter 295

Hearing Tanchun hurriedly handed over a piece of her own poetry and said.

Jia Hui looked at it with a smile, his eyes slightly bright: "Another excellent work, 'Hairpin Chrysanthemum'..."

"Bottle supply, hedge planting, busy every day, folded to not recognize the makeup in the mirror."

"The young master of Chang'an has a flower obsession, Master Pengze is a wine maniac."

Short temples cold-dampened by the dew of the three paths, a scholar's kerchief fragrant with the frost of the ninth autumn.

"High feelings do not enter the eyes of contemporary people, clap hands and let them laugh by the roadside."

This is clearly a seven-character regulated poem.

Hairpin Chrysanthemum means inserting chrysanthemum flowers on the head, an ancient custom.

"The first couplet writes about the poet, that is, you, Hearing Tanchun, who have always loved chrysanthemums. The second couplet writes about your associations. Borrowing from Du Mu, Tao Yuanming, and other few high-minded people, expressing the sincerity and intensity of your love for chrysanthemums."

"The third couplet connects the previous two couplets, pointing out the intention of the hairpin chrysanthemum, not because of a young girl's love for beauty, but like Du Mu, Tao Yuanming, and other men, admiring the noble feelings of chrysanthemums."

"The last couplet expresses the poet's spirit of ignoring ridicule, pulling oneself out of the vulgar, and doing things one's own way. This poem reflects the ancient custom of climbing high and inserting flowers on the Double Ninth Festival, and also reveals your desire, Hearing Tanchun, to establish 'a career' like a man."

A few minutes.

Facing Hearing Tanchun's expectant gaze.

Jia Hui evaluated this poem.

"It's just a pity that this poem doesn't have much novelty, mostly using allusions or borrowing the poetic meaning of predecessors."

"Regular fifth rank!"

He still gave a fair judgment.

In fact, Li Wan's "Falling Flowers" also used many allusions, but the artistic conception and level were still much higher than Hearing Tanchun's "Hairpin Chrysanthemum."

However.

Although this evaluation was not as good as Li Wan's.

It was already quite good.

You must know that Li Wan's poem was rare, a masterpiece of her achievement.

Her father was also at the level of a famous Confucian scholar.

Look at the age again.

Li Wan was already in her early twenties.

While Hearing Tanchun was much younger.

To have this level at such an age.

It cannot be said to be low!

In time.

Jia Hui believed that surpassing Li Wan was very hopeful.

Hearing Tanchun learned that her work.

Was actually several small ranks and two major ranks lower than Li Wan's.

She was a bit disappointed.

After all, she was competitive.

And wanted to show herself in front of Jia Hui.

Although there was a regular fifth rank evaluation.

It was already very high.

Ordinary people couldn't do it.

If it were Yingchun, this poor student, she would probably be happy to death.

But people are destined to be different.

Seeing a trace of disappointment in the other's eyes, Jia Hui encouraged: "From this poem, I see your character, ambition, and mood, Hearing Tanchun; it's already written very well. You are still young, and I believe you have hope of reaching your Sister-in-law Zhu's level in the future, and even surpassing her is not impossible. It's just that you don't have a famous teacher to guide you, and I can ask someone powerful to guide you in the future."

Hearing Tanchun was self-taught!

With guidance from a famous teacher, Jia Hui believed she would definitely be able to make rapid progress!

And he didn't lack top civil officials and strategists by his side.

"Mm, thank you, Brother Hui."

Hearing Tanchun was moved by what he said, very happy, and nodded heavily with emotion.

Jia Hui smiled, then looked at Yingchun again.

Yingchun's poem was much worse.

If it were eighteen ranks, Jia Hui would give at most a regular eighth rank.

Yingchun was fine; she was actually satisfied.

Because she knew her own strength.

Not being unranked was considered passing.

Being able to reach the regular or associate ninth rank was already surpassing at least ten percent of students' levels.

Eighth rank was already surpassing at least twenty percent of people, right?

Second Young Lady Yingchun was not a top student like Third Young Lady Hearing Tanchun.

In short, she felt very satisfied.

"Yingchun, you still have a lot of room for improvement; I will ask someone to teach you more in the future."

Jia Hui said to her without showing favoritism.

This made Yingchun quite happy.

"Mm!"

Saying this, she saw Jia Hui point to Cheng Yu behind him, telling the other party that he wasn't fooling her.

"Cheng Yu, courtesy name Zhongde, he is a very powerful strategist by my side."

He asked Cheng Yu to comment on everyone's poetry.

Cheng Yu was a very capable and arrogant person.

He looked at everyone like they were idiots.

He thought that people like Chen Gong were not as good as himself.

Therefore, regarding Jia Hui's words.

He didn't have any intention of being humble.

He also wanted to show himself.

And so.

He immediately repeated the comments one by one.

From Li Wan to the two Springs.

Jia Hui's explanation was already very thorough.

But he was also able to see the mystery from other angles!

This shows the truth!

Li Wan, Hearing Tanchun, Yingchun, and Jia Mu, who was listening on the side, were all very surprised.. 0

They didn't expect Jia Hui to have such a capable person!

Hearing Tanchun and Yingchun were immediately very expectant and joyful; in this way, their cultural level could indeed be improved; Brother Hui was really good to them!

And Li Wan was even more excited, hurriedly saying to Jia Hui: "Marquis Wushuang, my son Jia Lan is also a person who knows books and rituals; could you please ask the teacher to teach him when he is free?"

Her son Jia Lan was the eldest grandson of the Rong Prefecture, and his status was very special.

But because of Jia Baoyu.

Jia Lan's status was extraordinary, but he didn't receive the attention he deserved; he was different from Jia Huan, who was born of a concubine and was not motivated.

Jia Lan grew up in such an atmosphere, and his personality was somewhat sensitive and self-respecting. So he would say no one invited him, so he didn't attend the Lantern Festival.

His self-respect was reflected in his serious study, and he was the most diligent among the Jia family's children, which also stemmed from Li Wan's teaching.

Perhaps they, mother and son, soon understood that if they wanted to get ahead in the Jia family, they could only rely on reading.

But at this moment, he was just studying in the clan school.