Chapter 167 High Emotional Intelligence: Poetry is about being easy to understand
It's night!
The backyard of the Lin Mansion.
Lin Ye was sitting in the study reading a book when suddenly a deep voice came from the door.
"Mr. Lin, I hope you can forgive me for coming here uninvited."
Judge Lu, dressed in Confucian robes, appeared at the door of Lin Ye's study. Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, put down the book and said with a smile: "Everyone who comes is a guest, please come in, sir."
"Master Lin, are you not surprised by my arrival?"
“Surprised, but not surprised.”
Lin Ye smiled and said, "I once heard that there was a young man named Ye who loved dragons. He drew dragons with hooks, chisels, and carved patterns on his house to draw dragons..."
Lin Ye told Judge Lu a story about Ye Gong who loved dragons, and Judge Lu also laughed out loud after hearing it.
"Mr. Lin is truly a wonderful person. I will not hide it from you. I am the judge of the underworld in Canglan County. I heard of Mr. Lin's poetry and came to visit him specially."
"So it's Lu Pan. My apologies."
Leading Lu Pan to sit down, Lin Ye served him fragrant tea. After the conversation designed by Lin Ye, Lu Pan felt that they had met Lin Ye too late and they regarded him as a close friend regardless of age difference.
Just a little polite.
Lu Pan said, "I wonder what the second half of the poem 'Don't listen to the sound of leaves being blown by the wind. Why not hum and walk slowly? A bamboo stick and straw sandals are lighter than a horse. Who is afraid? A raincoat will protect you from the rain and mist for the rest of your life.' I won't hide it from Mr. Lin. I have been thinking hard for a whole day and night to complete the second half, but I still can't find it. That's why I came to ask for your advice."
Hearing this, Lin Ye stood up, walked to the desk and picked up the brush.
"Since Lu Pan wants the second half, I will present my work."
Lin Ye wrote out the second half of "Ding Feng Bo" with swift strokes of his pen.
The chilly spring breeze sobers me up, a little chilly, but the slanting sunlight on the mountaintops greets me. Looking back at the bleak place, I return, neither wind nor rain nor clear.
"Neither rain nor shine, this sentence is the finishing touch. Mr. Lin's literary talent is comparable to that of the literary star. Why doesn't he take the imperial examination?"
"President Lu, you are joking. I am a layman, and poetry is just a hobby for me. I can recite poems and write couplets, but I can't rule the world."
"That's a shame."
Lu Pan showed a look of regret on his face. He could not hide the aura of Lin Ye's cultivation. He even sensed a faint yin energy. However, he did not think much about it and just thought that Lin Ye had come into contact with some ghost.
"I loved poetry when I was alive, but I didn't make much progress in it. Mr. Ye, you might as well give me some pointers."
Lu Pan walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a poem on the paper.
Lin Ye took a look at it and his mouth twitched. The level of this poem... reminded him of the famous Emperor Qianlong.
The emperor who wrote tens of thousands of poems in his lifetime.
“Is this what they call being both a nerd and a playful person?”
Lin Ye muttered to himself, but his expression remained unchanged as he praised: "Lu Pan, your poem is unique and quite realistic."
"Reality Wind, what does this mean?"
Lu Pan had a face full of curiosity. If he had not just gotten along well with Master Ye, he would never have made an effort to write poetry. As a human being and a ghost, he was self-aware and knew that his poetry was nothing and was a world away from Master Ye.
"Mr. Ye, please don't comfort me. My poems are far from yours."
"I, Lin Ye, never flatter. Lu Pan's poems are easy to understand. Their words are simple and straightforward, which makes them easy to understand for those who want to see them; their words are direct and sharp, which gives them a deep warning for those who want to hear them; their facts are accurate and true, which makes those who collect them spread the message; their style is smooth and unrestrained, which can be played in music and songs. "
After racking his brain, Lin Ye was glad that he had searched for the characteristics of various poets before making the plan, and finally found a suitable one.
Bai Juyi.
The poem is easy to understand and can be applied to Judge Lu.
"Its words are simple and straightforward, so those who want to see it can easily understand it; its words are direct and sharp, so those who want to hear it are deeply warned; its facts are accurate and true, so those who collect it can spread the truth; its structure is smooth and unrestrained, so it can be played in music and songs."
Lu Pan's eyes lit up as he repeated Lin Ye's words. At the end, he slapped the table and said, "That's exactly the truth. Master Lin really woke me up with his words."
"You are too polite, Mr. Lu. I have just recently gained some insights. Take these poems of mine for example. What do you think of them, Mr. Lu?"
"It will surely be a masterpiece that will live forever." Lu Pan said with certainty.
"Whether my poems can be passed down through the ages is for future generations to judge." Lin Ye shook his head and said, "But in Shangyang City, my poems can only be recited among scholars. If I ask a random vendor or commoner on the street, I'm afraid they haven't even heard of them."
"That's because Master Lin's poems have only been out for a short time. Once they have been out for a long time..."
"No."
Lin Ye interrupted Lu Pan and explained, "My poems are of course great for scholars, but for ordinary people who haven't read much, they probably have no interest in them, or even can't understand them at all, so how can they be widely circulated?"
Lu Pan was silent. He just felt that his concept of poetry seemed to collapse, because when he thought about it carefully, it was really the case.
But hasn’t it always been like this since ancient times?
"This doubt has been lingering in my mind for a long time. It was not until I saw Lu Panzhi's poems today that I realized where the problem lies."
"Where?" Lu Pan asked anxiously.
"I am too pretentious about my literary talent, but the true path of poetry should not be like this. The true path of poetry should be like Lu Pan, returning to the original simplicity, writing articles for the times, and poems for the events."
After Lin Ye finished speaking, he straightened his clothes and bowed to Lu Pan: "Please accept my greeting, sir. Today, I am honored to see that you are a poet. I have finally understood the way of poetry. It is like a revelation."
Lu Pan was a little flustered. He couldn't hide or not hide. In the end, he could only return the greeting and said, "Mr. Lin, you are too kind. Your words have also inspired me a lot."
"Today's events have come to light. Would Judge Lu be willing to drink with us?"
"Can!"
Lin Ye took some white wine and drank it facing the moon. He drank until the cock crowed in the morning.
"Brother Lin, I'm sorry to bother you for a long time today. I have to take my leave now."
"Okay, Brother Lu, let me know next time you come, and I'll ask the housekeeper to buy some roast chickens from Ke Lai Ju."
"No need to see me off."
Lu Pan stood up and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. His figure became fainter and fainter, and when he reached the gate, he disappeared completely.
Lin Ye walked back to the study. The drunken look on his face disappeared, and his eyes regained clarity. Looking at the poems that Judge Lu had just written in the study, he rubbed his brows and said helplessly, "Master Bai Juyi, don't blame me. I can't help it. I really can't find any other more appropriate words."
To deal with Judge Lu, Lin Ye would definitely adopt the method of hunting him down. He would slowly get in touch with Judge Lu and build a good relationship with him, and then drag him into the water. Poetry was how he would please him.
"Boy, you are so cunning that you can say such things against your conscience."
Judge Cui appeared in the study room at some point. Lin Ye looked at him and said, "Master Cui, what you said is wrong. Apart from complimenting Judge Lu, did you say anything else wrong?"
"you……"
Judge Cui thought about it again and it seemed that there really wasn't anything like that.
“No matter how gorgeous the articles and poems are, they are useless if they are divorced from the people and current affairs. The poems I pursue are those that are easy to understand, preferably those that can be understood by a three-year-old child or a sixty-year-old woman. Only such articles and poems can truly be passed down through the ages.”
Looking at Lin Ye's righteous expression, Judge Cui's eyes flickered. Although this kid was full of tricks, it had to be said that he did say shocking things sometimes.
"I won't say much to you. Remember, get things done as soon as possible."
Judge Cui disappeared, and Lin Ye curled his lips. He really was a punching bag in the other world. Forget it, he decided to go back to the real world first.
The time in the other world paused, and Lin Ye was teleported back to the real world.
Back to the real world.
Ding dong, ding dong!
There were many messages coming to his phone. Lin Ye clicked them and scanned them. The real world was better. He could see how everyone addressed him.
Consultant Lin, Consultant Lin’s addresses always start with “Hello”.
There were several messages sent by alien consultants from other cities. They were not urgent matters. It was the end of the year, and there were some salon activities in the alien circle, and they invited him to participate.
After sending a message to decline, Lin Ye noticed the message from Zhong Shan.
The message was sent a day ago.
[Advisor Lin, we have a clue about He Zhiming that you are looking for.]
[Some clues were found in a village below Gan City. ]
Two hours later, Zhongshan sent another message.
[Advisor Lin, this village is a little unusual.]
There were only three messages in total. The reason why Zhong Shan didn't call me was that sometimes I was teleported back to another world, and the time in the real world did not stop. For this reason, he found an excuse to practice in seclusion. If I didn't reply to the message in time, it would be a critical moment in my practice, and Zhong Shan naturally didn't dare to disturb me.
He called back, but got a reply that the other party was out of service area. This surprised Lin Ye. With the current number of base stations, how could there be any base stations that were out of service area?
After thinking about it, Lin Ye did not delay and went to the appraisal institute. When he arrived at the appraisal institute and asked the employees, he found out that Zhong Shan had disappeared for a day.
The reason why the people at the appraisal institute didn't notice it was because the appraisal institute was not like other units. When there was nothing to do, everyone was relatively idle and there were not so many work reports. If Lin Ye hadn't asked, these employees would not have known that Zhong Shan had disappeared for a day.
"This leader is in charge." Lin Ye shook his head and said, "Please contact the appraisal institute in Gan City for me."
Soon the news came back from Gan City that Zhong Shan disappeared in Gan City. Not only Zhong Shan, but also the team leader of their Gan City Appraisal Institute disappeared.
All disappeared?
Lin Ye did not hesitate and asked the staff of the appraisal institute to buy him a ticket to Gan City.
