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Chapter 153 Praise or scold?
The Su Shi brothers looked at the sky from different locations.

Su Che raised his glass to the sky and said, "Wang Jin, we probably share the same destiny."

It's really not a good feeling to have an older brother who can only hold you back, especially since his older brother has such a mouth and doesn't know how to speak. Anyway, he just offends people.

When others say yes, he says no, and when others say no, he says yes. After all, he is willing to argue. Do you think it is tiring to meet such an aggressive brother?

But what could he do? After all, that was his brother. Could he just watch his brother die?

If the official position is gone, you can earn it again, but if your brother is gone, then it is really gone.

At this moment, Su Zhe understood Wang Jin extremely well.

In a different time and space, Wang Jin also raised a toast to the sky: "Su Che, you know yourself."

In the Qin Dynasty, Meng Yi laughed loudly. Compared to Wang Jin and Su Che who had unlucky brothers, his brother was much less worried.

The Meng family brothers are both civil and military, one is fighting in the field, and the other is assisting in government. It can be said that they complement each other and bring out the best in each other.

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Ban Chao also looked at the sky, with a smile on his lips. Compared to the brothers of the Wang family and the Su family, he was much luckier. His brother was not that troublesome and would not involve him too much.

In addition to these few, many people under the sky who were implicated by their brothers can understand Wang Jin. Naturally, some people feel very lucky that their brothers are honest and do not like to cause trouble.

Pei Qingxu glanced at Wuyou: "Why is Wang Wei called the Buddha of Poetry?"

Wuyou smiled: "Wang Wei studied Zen and understood Taoism, studied in Zhuangzhuang, and was proficient in poetry, calligraphy, painting, music, etc. His pastoral poems are the most famous. Later generations said that there are paintings in poems and poems in paintings. He is called the Buddha of Poetry. Because he practiced Zen and was named Mojie, the two characters are Buddhist allusions and also explain Wang Wei's attitude towards life, so later generations called him the Poetic Buddha."

"Wang Wei's poems are very beautiful and picturesque. For example, there is a plot in The Red Mansion where Daiyu teaches Xiangling to write poetry. She recommended Xiangling to read Wang Wei's poetry collection and also praised Wang Wei's poetry. The sentence "The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun sets over the long river" is well written."

"The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets over the long river." Pei Qingxu recited it several times: "It is indeed very picturesque. After reading it, I can imagine the scenery of the desert."

Wuyou nodded: "Indeed, a straight character and a round character really describe the sunset scenery of the desert to the extreme."

"There are many other poems written by Wang Wei, such as the one that advises you to drink one more glass of wine, leaving Yangguan in the west without any old friends. Another example is that red beans grow in the southern country... This is the most lovesick thing. There is also the line where you go to the waterless place and sit and watch the clouds. When I get up. Only love is like the spring scenery, sending you home from Jiangnan to Jiangbei... He has more than [-] poems in his collection, so we won't list them all here."

"Later generations have said that Li Bai was a genius, Du Fu was a local talent, and Wang Wei was a talented person. Wang Wei believed in Buddhism, and his poems had Buddhist meanings, and so did his life. After he was 40 years old, he built a villa in Lantian County, southeast of Chang'an. Yuan sometimes lived in Zhongnan Mountain, living a half-official and half-hidden life, and his poems gradually became far away from the world, and his indifference emerged."

By this time, Pei Qingxu had read several poems by Wang Wei.

He liked these poems very much, but he didn't feel much shock.

The poem is beautiful and picturesque, but it cannot resonate with him.

He heard what Wuyou said about geniuses and talents, so he asked, "What kind of people are the geniuses and talents you mentioned?"

Wuyou blinked: "Well, let's talk about this later."

But Pei Qingxu couldn't wait any longer, so he urged, "Let's talk first."

Wuyou sighed: "Forget it, let's talk about it first. Later generations put Li Bai and Du Fu together and called them Li Du. Later, a little Li Du came out. This is really because it is really difficult to sort. There are some Those who love Li Bai and those who love Du Fu argued endlessly, so they named Li Du directly without ranking them. Why Li comes first is because of the language habits of us Chinese people..."

"Wang Wei's poems represent Buddhism's rebirth, Li Bai's poems are bold, romantic, full of imagination, and have a Taoist spirit, while Du Fu has a Confucian spirit of worldliness and concern for the country and the people. The three of them Each represents Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism..."

"Let's talk about Li Bai now."

"Before I talk about Li Bai, let me show you a picture." As soon as Wuyou finished speaking, Pei Qingxu quickly found a picture of Li Bai's tomb filled with wine sent by tourists from all over the world.

"Have you seen it? This is the love of later generations for Li Bai. Knowing that he loved wine, tourists from all over the world sent him fine wines from all over the world. Moreover, everyone also knew that he and Du Fu were good friends, and Du Fu was also his fanboy. Some tourists not only I sent wine to Li Bai, and also brought Du Fu’s share. Look at this note, it says it’s for Du Fu.”

Wuyou laughed loudly when he said this.

Pei Qingxu also thought these tourists were cute and laughed along with them.

Under the canopy, Li Bai saw so much fine wine that he almost cried with greed.

Send it to the tomb, why not send it to him? Even if he is dead, can he still get up and drink?
But if he could really pass it along, he was really willing to pass it on to Du Fu.

Du Fu was very happy.

Putting him with his idols, that would be an honor for him.

The literati and poets of all dynasties looked at the celestial tomb with envy.

Thousands of years later, there are still so many people thinking about Li Bai, which is really enviable.

If life is like this, you will die without regrets.

People in the interstellar era were also laughing. They didn't know much about the social conditions in ancient times, so they just laughed along with Wuyou.

"Our ancestors are so cute."

"That's right, more than 1000 years later, I still bring wine when I visit the tomb, but I can't drink it anymore, and I still bring..."

"Those poems are so beautiful that I almost cry when I read them."

"Yeah, such a short text, but it expresses such rich content. Our ancestors really... I don't know how to describe it."

After Wuyou finished laughing, he began to introduce Li Bai.

"Li Bai, also known as Taibai, also known as Qinglian layman, also known as the Immortal, and was also called the Immortal of Poetry by later generations."

"Let's read a poem by Li Bai first. There are several lines in this poem that I think His Majesty the First Emperor will like. Okay, let me read it. The King of Qin swept across Liuhe, what a majestic tiger eye! He wielded his sword to cut through the floating clouds, and all the princes came to the west. The clear judgment comes from the apocalypse, and the rough outline leads the talents..."

"How's it going? Isn't it wonderfully written?"

Pei Qingxu's heart moved, and he immediately took out his mobile phone to look up the entire poem. When he saw the entire poem, he was undoubtedly attracted to it.

His heart was beating fast, and he was full of yearning for Li Bai just by reading poems.

"Okay." He couldn't help but pat the table in praise.

And like him, the first emperor was also the one who clapped the table and praised him.

However, when Wuyou read the end, the First Emperor couldn't stop praising it.

What does it mean?Not praising him, but scolding him?
(End of this chapter)