Liaozhai: A scholar should draw a sword

Chapter 42
It is worthy of being a masterpiece through the ages.

A song "Water Tune Getou When Will the Moon Come" was recited, and everyone was fascinated and immersed in the wonderful artistic conception after listening to it.

Until Zhou Yu finished singing, there was still silence in the field.

"Hehe, show your ugliness and show your ugliness..."

It wasn't until Zhou Yu smiled modestly that everyone came back to their senses, and the applause was endless.

In fact, with Zhou Yu's current level, he can compose poems by himself, and I believe his level will not be too low.

It's just that what he recited are all historically precipitated and recognized masterpieces through the ages, why not let them bloom in this world?

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"Sir, you are really talented, and you often come up with wonderful sentences. I really admire you so much..."

"Master Zhou is amazing..."

"Mister's Ci Pai is simply amazing and peerless!"

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This sentence has a profound mood, and it is really thought-provoking..."

At this time, Xiao Wanying stepped forward and gave a blessing: "I have the audacity to ask Master Zhou for a word."

"Oh? I don't know what word Miss Xiaowan wants?"

"It's exactly the Ci Pai that Master Zhou just recited."

Zhou Yu smiled heartily: "Hahaha, why not? Take the Four Treasures of the Study!"

Xiaowan was overwhelmed with surprise, bowing to thank him again and again: "Thank you, Master Zhou, thank you, Master Zhou..."

Before she could make a move, a girl had already rushed to fetch the Four Treasures of the Study.

Not long after, Zhou Yu wrote two pieces of calligraphy, one was the song "Water Melody Getou·When Will the Moon Come" that he had just recited, and the other was the previous poem, which was renamed "Fu Minshan".

As a result, "Water Tune Getou When Will the Moon Come" became an instant hit. First, the girls in Yichunyuan sang it, and then it spread throughout the city.

Later, it spread to Jinhua Mansion, Yuhang Mansion, Gusu Mansion, Beijing, Central Plains... until it became popular all over the country.

How hot is it?
It's so popular that any romantic places such as Goulan and brothels with a certain scale and grade will sing this song "Water Tune Getou·When Will the Moon Come" if you call a girl at random, otherwise you will be ridiculed.

Of course, this is an afterthought.

All in all, after Zhou Yu inscribed the word of this poem, his reputation rose even more.

Many people came to his door one after another, some asked for poems, some asked for words, and some wanted to worship under him.

In this regard, Zhou Yu only inscribed words for a few friends who couldn't get rid of his sympathy, and declined all other requests one by one.

It's not that he is putting on airs, there are some principles that should be adhered to.

Before I knew it, winter came and plum blossoms bloomed.

In the afternoon, a light snow fell, and it was dusk after the snow stopped.

A slanting moon hangs willow twigs early.

With nothing to do, some scholars in the city went to the Plum Garden in the south of the city to enjoy the plum blossoms and snow.

Zhou Yu couldn't hold back the invitation of several students, so he brought Ying Ning to the Plum Garden with great interest.

"Hee hee, it smells so good!"

As soon as she entered the plum garden, Ying Ning was bouncing around and laughing non-stop, appearing full of vigor.

To say that this girl is the object of many students' secret admiration, it's a pity that Ying Ning concentrates on studying and practicing, and doesn't understand the relationship between men and women at all.

The important thing is that she only has Mr. in her eyes.

"Sir, I'm going to pick some plum blossoms and put them in the room."

While talking, Ying Ning wanted to pick plum blossoms.

Zhou Yu stopped immediately: "Ying Ning, don't pick it. If everyone picks a few branches, won't the people who come after them just sigh at Zhikong?"

"Oh, I see sir~"

Ying Ning obediently responded.

Unexpectedly, just after answering, she found that someone was tiptoeing to pick flowers not far away.

So he rushed forward and yelled: "Hey, don't pick it, my husband said it, this is for everyone to appreciate together."

"Huh? Whose little girl likes to meddle in her own business?"

The man turned around...

At this time, Zhou Yu finally saw clearly that the other party was Lu Zhengwen, the magistrate of the county government.

Along with him, there was another man about forty years old, dressed in a Confucian shirt, who looked like a Jinshi.

"Hey, how can this be nosy..."

Ying Ning was about to argue with the other party, when Zhou Yu stepped forward, cupped his hands at Lu Zhengwen and said with a smile: "So it's Master Lu...

This girl is my maid, please bear with me if your words offend me. "

"Hahaha, it's really flooding the Dragon King Temple, I didn't expect Master Zhou to come here to find plums by such a coincidence.

Qingfa, Lu X will introduce to you, this is Duan Rui, Lu X's classmate, Jinshi Jinshi.

Brother Duan has already been released to the county magistrate, and he passed by Guo Bei and came here to visit Lu..."

"It turned out to be Brother Duan. Congratulations to Brother Duan for his admission, and I wish Brother Duan all the best..."

Lu Zhengwen pointed to Zhou Yu again and introduced: "Brother Duan, this is Mr. Zhou, a well-known talent in Guobei County, Zhou Juren..."

"Huh, is it?"

Duan Rui seemed a little disapproving.

In other words, he was a little carried away. After all, he had just passed the Jinshi examination and entered the official career smoothly, so he would inevitably be a little arrogant.

Zhou Yu could naturally see the attitude of the other party. The reason why he came forward to say hello was to rescue Ying Ning, and it was also out of courtesy.

Seeing this passage of Rui Qing's conceit, he lazily ignored it, and just cupped his hands at Lu Zhengwen: "Since Mr. Lu has friends, Zhou will not bother you, and leave."

Zhou Yu didn't have any prejudices against Lu Zhengwen.

This person is extremely low-key. Although he is the magistrate of Guobei County, he has almost no sense of presence in the county government.

On weekdays, almost all the big and small affairs in the yamen are done by Chang Fugui.

Lu Zhengwen looked a little embarrassed, and he was not stupid, so he could naturally guess that Zhou Yu was a little unhappy.

But it's not easy to say much, so I can only smile coquettishly, cupped my hands and said: "Master Zhou, Lu wants to accompany brother Duan today, so I will definitely treat you to a drink some other day."

"Master Lu is polite..."

Zhou Yu turned around to leave, but unexpectedly Duan Rui said, "Wait a minute, Master Zhou!"

"I don't know what advice Brother Duan has?"

"Hehe, since brother Lu called Mr. Zhou a genius, he must also have outstanding literary talent.

Since we are destined to meet each other in the Plum Garden, why don't you and I compose a poem with the theme of plum each to help you enjoy yourself? "

Zhou Yu fought with him lazily, clasped his fists and said, "I'm just a petty example, I absolutely dare not show my shame in front of Mr. Duan."

In the end, Duan Rui said with a relentless attitude: "Master Zhou, why should he be humble? How can you say that you are also a dignified person.

How about this, if Duan writes a poem first, it should be used as a throwing brick to attract jade. "

"gentlemen……"

Ying Ning grabbed Zhou Yu's arm and shook it. Although he didn't say much, the expressions in his eyes were one of resentment and anticipation respectively.

She doesn't want to see someone despise Mr.

And she firmly believes that her husband's poetic talent will not lose to this arrogant guy.

Without waiting for Zhou Yu to answer, Duan Rui cleared his throat, paced and pondered for a while, then began to shake his head and recited a seven-character quatrain:

"The plum blossoms are full of snow and frost, not because of the spring breeze. Don't blame the branches like yesterday, but turn the cold color into Qingdu."

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

As soon as Duan Rui finished singing, Lu Zhengwen clapped his hands and applauded immediately.

In fact, under such circumstances, no matter whether Duan Ruiyin is good or not, he will applaud him, and he can't demolish his classmates...

(End of this chapter)