Prime Minister

Chapter 83 I'm a Duan Zishou

When people drink and write poetry, it is when the wine is hot.

Zhang Yue was not good at writing poetry, but he liked the atmosphere very much, thinking about his own thoughts between half asleep and half awake.

Travelling through is like a butterfly flapping its wings, Zhang Yue doesn't know how he can bring about changes in this era.But it is true to integrate into the current situation and bring changes to yourself.

For example, after the old man was taken care of that day, he and his brother said that he wanted to study hard, but it did not mean that he worked harder than before.

Because the experience of the previous life makes it clear that being so motivated and working hard for a while can be better for a while, but not in the long term.

If Zhang Yuezhen has changed a lot in the past six months, then he still has a lot of reading days, and his mentality has become more stable.

Zhang Yue has really changed a lot in the past six months.

For example, when reading, Zhang Yue will no longer be impatient, but can know what is a long stream of water.

When I practiced calligraphy at Zhang Youzhi's place, I incorporated calligraphy in a shallow way, which also made my heart more peaceful.If something can change a person's temperament and mentality, it seems more effective to read and practice calligraphy than to spend money on luxury goods.

When the mind is calm, things are easy to think clearly.

Yan Zhenqing has a poem of persuading students to learn, 'The lights are bright and the chickens are on the verge of time, which is when the man is studying.Black hair does not know how to study early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late. '

This sentence is of course very reasonable, but Zhang Yue thinks that reading is valuable and persevering. If you really have perseverance, why should you sleep three nights and five nights? The most useless thing is to be afraid of being exposed to the cold for ten days a day.

It is better to find a place for the heart when reading, so that there is perseverance.

Therefore, Zhang Yue doesn't feel that reading is a very hard task. In the present, there is no need to worry about the future, and there is no need to worry about the past. This is his mentality at this moment.

You can do whatever you want on weekdays. At this moment, you should read when you should read, and you will not miss the time you need to savor the moment. Then don't think about reading.

Snow falls in the middle of the lake, the aroma of rice wine, and the small red mud stove make people drunk.

Zhang Yue put his hands behind his head and couldn't help humming his own ditty.

The end of the world is sandstorm...

The story of red dust is called caring...

The sealing knife is hidden under the fence of ordinary people...

Xianyun, wild crane, ancient temple...

Quickly fight in the rivers and lakes...

As a Jay Chou fan for more than ten years, he feels that singing this song at this time is more comfortable than reciting a poem.

"Sanlang, why are you singing here?" Someone came over and asked.

Zhang Yue pretended to be asleep and smiled, "Just sing and sing a little song."

"Hey, I also told you that you fell asleep. Since you are awake, come over to Lianshi!"

Zhang Yue shied away and said, "The poetry is mediocre at the next level. It is better to hide the clumsiness than to show the ugliness. Please let it go!"

The people on the side laughed when they heard the words.

One person deliberately said: "Who does not know that when Saburo took the county exam, he was asked to test poetry in the hall, and finally he was admitted to the county school as the first student. This is a good story."

In the face of this person's teasing, Zhang Yue smiled and said, "The humble poem I wrote before really made Brother Zhu laugh."

Zhang Yue recognized this brother Zhu, who was not outstanding in Jinshizhai and had intended to befriend him.Zhang Yue thought he was here for his second brother at first, but later realized that this person seemed to be investigating his details, so Zhang Yue alienated him.

Unexpectedly, I found myself today.

If it wasn't for the purpose of borrowing books, Zhang Yue would not usually gather with the scholars of the Jinshi Ke.

"Hey, Saburo is talented and doesn't have the same knowledge as us."

"Sanlang, write a poem even if it's for entertainment. I won't laugh at you."

Zhang Yue couldn't be invited, so he said, "Well, I don't know what the title is?"

Everyone laughed, since Zhang Yue was willing to write poetry.

"We just took plum as the topic, this is not difficult for Saburo!"

Zhang Yue thought, of course it's not difficult, you forced me to copy poetry.So he thought about it and said, "There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opened it alone. It's not snow, it's because of the fragrance."

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other, and took to their hearts the plum blossom poems written by everyone just now.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yue actually has such a talent for poetry.

Unexpectedly, the scholar surnamed Zhu blushed and immediately said: "This poem is mediocre, with Saburo's talent, it will never be like this, is it possible that I use a poem to perfunctory me, if it can't be done, I can't do it, let's write another one, this poem is not Calculate."

As soon as this statement came out, the people present were unhappy.

Zhang Yue's poem is impeccable, aren't you talking nonsense with your eyes open?However, the other party is his classmate in Jinshizhai, Zhang Yue is only a student, so it is not easy to turn his face on the spot.

Others thought that it would be shameless to let a scholar press them into the Scholars.Therefore, it is also pretending to be deaf and mute.

However, what these people say makes Zhang Yue difficult to play. After all, there is no machine to judge whether the poem is good or bad. In the end, people say it.

Now that Zhu Xiucai said that, Zhang Yue was a little angry.

So he smiled and said: "Everyone, let me tell you a story to relieve everyone's boredom. One day, Duke Ouyang and two students went together to visit Duke Ouyang, but they didn't know that the elder who was with him was Duke Ouyang. ."

Everyone was interested when they heard that Zhang Yue was telling the story of Ouyang Xiu.Ouyang Xiu was already famous all over the world, and he was also the chief examiner of Jiayou's second year provincial examination.A great master in the literary world in the eyes of scholars all over the world, and several of his stories are familiar to everyone.

For example, 'Painting the Godson of Di' and 'Three Uppers', but I have never heard of this story with two students, and it is very new.

"Sanlang, hurry up, hurry up!"

But Zhang Yue said: "The three of them crossed together, so they wrote a poem on the boat. A student saw a goose jumping down the river, so he wrote a poem saying 'Looking at a goose in the distance'."

Hearing this, the students couldn't help but smile, what kind of poetry is this?

"Another student said, 'Looking at a goose from a distance, jumping into the river with a plop'."

Some of the students laughed out loud when they heard this.

"The two admired each other, and after the other's verse, they asked Ouyang Gong 'why don't you wait for me to join the poem, is it because the poet is not afraid to take action?' Ouyang Xiu said without hesitation, 'The white hair floats on the green water, and the red palms are clear waves. '. Although the two of them were convinced when they heard it, they were flattered by Ouyang Gong's poems and could not be compared with the two of them."

Hearing this, someone laughed secretly and glanced at Zhu Xiucai, but his face was already red.

"After a while, the three of them got off the boat, but saw a pile of burnt grass ash on the shore, so one of them began to recite the poem 'Look at a pile of ashes from a distance'. Then they complimented each other again, and one person asked Ouyang Gong, 'It's just that, how can we connect their poems now?'"

"At this moment, Ouyang Xiu had no choice but to say, 'A gust of wind is blowing, and the sky is flying like snow'. After hearing this, the two of them still said that they were not as good as them, and even said that Eunuch Ouyang should work harder."

At this moment, everyone is already laughing secretly. If it wasn't for Zhu Xiucai's classmates' face, many people would have laughed.

At this time, seeing Wu Dalangjun, Wu Anshi was already walking towards this place with a candle.

Zhang Yue continued: "The three of them walked for a while, and they thought of meeting Ouyang Xiu. One of them said 'two people in the same boat' and the other continued, 'visit Ouyang Xiu'. This time Ouyang Xiu didn't wait for two People asked, 'Xiu already knows you, but you are not ashamed'."

Having said that, everyone could no longer take Zhu Xiucai's face into consideration, and laughed together.

Zhu Xiucai's face was also blue and purple, and his nose was crooked.

He returned to the field and said: "Sanlang is really amazing. He can know the story of Ouyang Gong from thousands of miles away. Could it be that Saburo and Ouyang Gong did not know each other?"

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Where is the chance? It's just hearsay."

At this time, Wu Anshi came and said, "Who said that you know Ouyang Gong? I know it."

When everyone saw Wu Anshi, they bowed their hands and saluted.

Ordinary people say that he and Ouyang Xiu know each other, but people will only take him for bragging.But Wu Anshi's understanding is absolutely true.

Ouyang Xiu's famous essay "Answers to Wu Chong's Talents" was written to Wu Anshi's father Wu Chong.

At that time, Wu Chong went to Beijing to be a jinshi and wrote an article to Ouyang Xiu. Ouyang Xiu praised his article, and then discussed the way of the article. One of them said, "Scholars generally seek the way, but few people can achieve it; it's not a long way. People, but people are too addicted to the so-called way of writing'.

Now Ouyang Xiu and Wu Chong are in-laws of their children.

Everyone said that Zhang Yue had just told the story of Ouyang Xiu, and they asked Wu Anshi to comment on the poems that Zhang Yue had just written.Although Wu Anshi did not pass the jinshi examination, he was born in an aristocratic family and had some vision.

He read the poem, glanced at Zhu Xiucai and said: "Sanlang and his elder brother are my friends, and offending Saburo means offending me. Brother Zhu, I don't like people who are jealous and capable, so you don't have to drink anymore. "

Zhu Xiucai immediately said to everyone with a face full of shame: "I still have some things to do, everyone, so I'll go ahead."

Seeing Zhu Xiucai go away in embarrassment, Zhang Yue was slightly surprised. He and Wu Anshi only met twice, and when did they become good friends, is it because of the second brother?

After Zhu Xiucai left, Wu Anshi said to Zhang Yue: "Unexpectedly, Saburo is a student, and poetry is so good."

Zhang Yue said with a smile: "My poems are sometimes high and sometimes low, and I can't count them. It made Wu Dalang-jun laugh."

Wu Anshi laughed loudly and said, "Yes, I am familiar with Mr. Ouyang, and I have visited several times in Beijing this time. Why haven't I heard the story you just told."

Zhang Yue thought to himself, it's over, this is obviously a joke made by a later literati, and then named Ouyang Xiu.

This is the same as the Lu Xun emoji that is flying all over the Internet today.

"I never said that."

"If you're not sure who said this famous quote, it was Lu Xun who said it."

"You can make it up, if you say a word, I will lose."

Today, Ouyang Xiu's position in the literary world of the Song Dynasty is like this, but the biggest problem is that his old man is still alive...

Wouldn't that just wear it?
One day Ouyang Xiu personally found him and said, this old man doesn't remember saying this!

Zhang Yue was about to find a hole to get in on the spot.

In the face of Wu Anshi's question, Zhang Yue had to laugh full of embarrassment, hoping that this story would not be passed on to Duke Ouyang's ears because of himself, and then obliterated the efforts of later generations of Duanzi hands.

Although Zhang Yue was embarrassed, Wu Anshi didn't care.

"Have you borrowed the book?"

Zhang Yue said: "Thank you Dalang-Jun, I have already borrowed it."

"If Saburo has time, come to the mansion to stay for two or three days!"

Wu Anshi was very serious about himself, which made Zhang Yue feel a little unreal.

Ps: Thank you, Prince, for helping me to get up and book friends to become the seventh leader of this book!

(End of this chapter)