Aspiring to the Ten Kingdoms

Chapter 181
Han River.

Luo Youdu was wearing a bamboo hat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and was fishing alone on the bow of the boat, as if he was fishing alone in the cold river.

I don't know if his heart is not calm enough, or not sincere enough, no fish bite the bait at all, and he didn't catch a single fish after working for a long time.

Luo Youdu looked at the lake, thinking in his heart that if he changed his career to become a fisherman, would he starve to death?

A light boat came slowly.

The buoy happened to fall, Luo Youdu hurriedly closed the rod, and a fish fell into his hand.

The fish is hooked!
There was a hint of joy in Luo Youdu's eyes, the third step: seduce his heart.

The light boat meets the black-covered boat he was in.

A scribe who was over half a century old jumped onto the black-covered boat vigorously, and his skills were particularly flexible.

Luo Youdu stabilized his figure, bowed and said: "The late Luo Youdu has met Mr. Meng Wen."

The person who came was Sun Guangxian whom Luo Youdu asked Zhao Pu to meet for him.

Sun Guangxian, styled Mengwen, was named Baoguangzi, and was born in Guiping, Lingzhou.

Sun Guangxian was born in a poor family. His ancestors were farmers for several generations, and his family lived in the Sichuan and Shushan Mountains, where the learning environment was extremely harsh.

In order to study, Sun Guangxian crossed Mount Er'e and traveled far away. In Zizhou, Chengdu and other places, he made friends through literature and met many famous senior scholars in Sichuan.

This stay lasted for 15 years. He acquired a literary talent and also learned to write poems.

Historically, Sun Guangxian was one of the leading figures of the Huajian School. Among the poets of the late Tang and Five Dynasties, he stood on a par with Wen Tingyun and Wei Zhuang.

Later, Sun Guangxian left the capital of Shu, crossed the Qinling Mountains, arrived in Qinlong, and began his life of traveling in mountains and rivers.

After thoroughly appreciating the customs and customs of Qinlong in Northwest China, Sun Guangxian let go of his gentleness and aloofness, and interacted with local Taoist priests and bandit gentry in the East Valley of Fengcheng, accumulating a lot of experience for the future "Bei Meng Suo Yan" material.

The 30-year-old Sun Guangxian has had enough fun outside and plans to take up his official position.

However, Tang Zhuangzong sent Wei Wang Li Jiji, Guo Chongtao and others to lead [-] troops to attack Qianshu and destroy it.

As an old official in the former Shu, Sun Guangxian could only travel south by boat from Jiazhou to Jiangling to avoid chaos.

Because of his outstanding literary talents, he was recommended by Liang Zhen, the chief counselor of Nanping at that time, and entered Nanping Wuxin Wang's office as secretary, and he established himself in Jiangling from then on.

Sun Guangxian served three kings in Nanping Kingdom, all of them were in the shogunate, and he was the confidant of three generations of Nanping kings.

Now the official worships the deputy envoy of Jingnan Jiedu and Yushi Zhongcheng.

Compared with Li Yanwei, a great Confucian prime minister who pretends to sell his reputation, Sun Guangxian is truly the number one civil servant in Nanping.

The three kings of Nanping, Gao Jixing, Gao Congjiao, and Gao Baorong, all highly respected him, and they followed him in everything they asked.

Sun Guangxian looked at the young man who was famous all over the world at a young age, and there was a little envy in his eyes.He is now in his fifties, but his reputation is far less than that of the boy in front of him.

But he said with a blank expression on his face: "I don't know what your Excellency, the little Zhuge of the Great Zhou, invited the old Nanping Yushi Zhongcheng to come to the Hanshui Center?"

He deliberately bit the words "Da Zhou" and "Nan Ping" very hard.

to express their position.

Luo Youdu laughed secretly, if he really had a stand, he wouldn't come here.

He said: "It's not urgent, Mr. Meng Wen sit down first. The junior just caught a Jingzhou big white diao, let the gentleman see the junior's knife skills."

The ancients said: A gentleman stays away from the kitchen.

Knowing how to cook is not something to be proud of in ancient times, but if you have a good knife skill, you can cut carp, that is, sashimi crystal clear, but it is a very face-saving thing.

Especially in Chang'an back then, if you didn't have good knife skills, you would be ashamed to order sashimi.

Sun Guangxian naturally knew this allusion, and he remembered from the bottom of his heart: when they were in Sichuan, their three or five friends once got together, ate fresh fish salvaged from the Minjiang River, and showed each other their sword skills, what a youthful spirit that was.

What now?
Nanping has three states under its jurisdiction, but Jiangling is somewhat popular.

But how many people in Little Jiangling can understand themselves?Can you swim with yourself on the lake and compare your knife skills?
Without saying a word, he also walked into the awning boat.

Luo Youdu took the processed Jingzhou Dabai Diao that he bought from the fishermen this morning, and skillfully sliced ​​it into dozens of fish fillets of different sizes.

The fish fillets are thin, but the shapes and sizes vary.

Luo Youdu looked left and right and said, "Oh, indeed, as Mr. Yu Jun said, the kung fu is not perfect. It was originally an elegant thing, but it is really not popular now."

Sun Guangxian said: "Old man, let's do it!"

Sun Guangxian said and stepped forward.

Luo Youdu immediately gave up his seat.

Sun Guangxian moved his knife up and down like an old chef, but he cut a piece of fish meat into crystal clear sashimi in a moment, and the size was almost the same.

Luo Youdu praised: "Excellent sword skills, in my opinion, only Mr. Yu Jun can compete with Mr. Meng Wen in the world today."

Anyway, bragging is not against the law, so he never ate sashimi with Dou Yujun.

Sun Guangxian moved the fish into a plate and placed it on the table in the cabin.

Luo Youdu filled him with wine.

Sun Guangxian asked, "Is this way still prevalent in Kaifeng?"

Luo Youdu said: "Now that the Ming Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty is in power, the appearance of the past has changed. Thanks to the efforts of Mr. Yu Jun, the scholars in the Central Plains have both ancient charm and new appearance in Kaifeng."

Sun Guangxian remained silent, but there was some emotion in his heart.

There is a lot of waste waiting to be done, what is missing is a good person like himself who can lead the way?
Dou Yanshan?How can a northern barbarian compare with me, a celebrity from Bashu?

Luo Youdu said: "This trip is for my majesty to take Nanping, I hope to get the help of Mr. Meng Wen."

Sun Guangxian said with a sneer: "Mr. Xiao, don't you think that a certain is a minister who betrayed the master? Let me tell you why a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a good minister chooses a master to do things. Let him betray the emperor and leave a bad reputation for thousands of years?"

Luo Youdu didn't answer, but took out a folded paper from his bosom, handed it to Sun Guangxian, then picked up a piece of raw fish, dipped it in the seasoning, put it in his mouth and ate it.

Sun Guangxian took the paper strangely, opened it, and read on it: "On a certain day in a certain year and a certain month, Sun Guangxian, the king of Nanping, surrendered..."

He slammed his hands on the desk and shouted, "What do you mean?"

He used too much force, the wine bowl in front of him jumped up and fell on the table, and the wine spilled on his body without noticing it.

Luo Youdu said slowly: "This is the number of words that I can imagine about Mr. Meng Wen in the historical records of later generations. Three words? Maybe a little more. Ten words? No more."

Sun Guangxian clenched his fists tightly, his chest rising and falling.

Isn't what a literati seeks in life is to leave a few more words in the history?

These three characters, cross, are better than all kinds of curse words.

Luo Youdu said leisurely: "My lord will devote his mind to the north, to compete with the Northern Han and Khitan. The matter in the south will be put on hold for a long time. Mr. Meng Wen should know a thing or two about the strength of Khitan, and he will take it for a while. Not down. Is it five years, ten years, or 20 years? It’s all possible! If Mr. Meng Wen doesn’t help me today, then the next time I take the initiative to take the initiative to Nanping will be ten or twenty years later.”

"Mr. Meng Wen is now in his fifties, and he is 20 or 66 in his 76 or [-] years. In this sixtieth and seventy-sixth year, is it possible that Mr. Meng Wen still wants to follow the example of Jiang Taigong?"

Sun Guangxian didn't say a word, but his eyes gradually turned red, and his mind was in chaos.

He served the three masters in Nanping, came up with a lot of ideas, and made achievements in a clean government, but how can the little Nanping see results, and who knows his good plan?
Luo Youdu read softly: "Ning Zhihuo Lin's pen is used for leaning on a horse instead!"

"If you don't have the ability to write in your life, the whole family will be full and warm!"

There is nothing better than this.

If you don't have the power to write in your life, the whole family will be full and warm!

This is a verse in Liu Yuxi's "Junzhai Shuhuai Sends Jiangnan Baiyin and Jian Branch Secretary Cui Binke", which says that talents are not met.

Sun Guangxian was an official in Jiangling, and he would recite this poem twice when he had nothing to do.

As for Ning Zhihuolin's pen, it is used for leaning on a horse instead. This is what Sun Guangxian said after he was drunk once.

The intention before and after is very obvious.

The summary is eight words: Unrecognized talents, bright pearls cast in secret.

In Luo Youdu's words, people like Sun Guangxian are cheap.

I want to be that, and I want a torii.

I feel that I am capable, I feel that I am a secret voter, and I can't bear to resign from office, and I can't be ashamed to surrender, and then I complain all by myself, lamenting the injustice of the world.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to be used now, Luo Youdu wouldn't be too lazy to serve such a person here.

Luo Youdu looked at Sun Guangxian who had been shaken and said: "If the prediction is not bad, Jiangling will be in chaos soon. At that time, Mr., as the confidant of the King of Nanping, advise your king to abandon the city and flee to the north, and vote for my Dazhou to protect yourself. I can guarantee that your king will enjoy the glory, wealth and honor in this life. And Mr. is loyal to the Lord, and his name will go down in history. As long as Mr. arrives in Kaifeng, he will naturally become my courtier of the Great Zhou, and he does not need to bear any stigma. At that time, he will serve the Ming Lord , wouldn’t it be better than reciting poems and poems about unrecognized talents in this small Jiangling?”

Sun Guangxian's heart skipped a beat instantly.

Luo Youdu said fiercely: "Could it be that Mr. Meng Wen feels that he is not capable enough? In the land of Nanping, which is one-third of an acre, he can still serve as the deputy envoy of Jiedu and Zhongcheng Yushi. After many heroes, finally ended up being ignored by no one?"

Sun Guangxian said angrily: "Sir, don't underestimate people. Sun is just out of luck. He worshiped a mediocre master, so he has been unknown until now. If you are lucky enough to be like this with Mr., you will meet a wise master as soon as you enter an official position. The word Sun Guangxian has long been heard. It runs through the north and south of the river. Why is it that today, when you are over half a hundred years old, let the master laugh at you here?"

He suddenly stood up and said, "If there is any change in Jiangling, I will persuade my lord to stay away from the turbulent place, so as to protect my lord. If there is nothing wrong with Jiangling, Mr. Sun and Mr. Sun have never seen each other today."

Luo Youdu made an inviting gesture.

Sun Guangxian left angrily.

Luo Youdu shook his head with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you cheap!"

Sun Guangxian left the awning boat and stood in front of the light boat, but he was in a happy mood. He only felt that he was about to soar into the sky, and he was just around the corner to be named a marquis.

(End of this chapter)