The last conscience of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 113 Being Suspected - Part [-]

greedy.

Li Qingzhao was too greedy and wanted to be a big name. In two days, he lost all his previous winnings, his monthly money, and owed a lot of money.

Now, Liang Xin ran away.

Where would she find the money?

Gritting his teeth, Li Qingzhao went to borrow money.

At this time, there was only one place where you could borrow money from Liang Mansion, and that was Cao Tan.

Even after nine outings and thirteen returns, Li Qingzhao believed that she would be able to make a comeback. She was extremely confident in her gambling skills.

Soon, Cao Tan’s yard.

This courtyard has a very low-key name, Wangxueju.

This is the name Liang Xin chose personally. She refused to listen to anyone's advice and insisted on calling her this name.

Cao Tan asked several times, but Liang Xin never said the reason.

When asked urgently, Liang Xin only said, "Xue, this is the name of a poem."

Li Qingzhao came to borrow money, but there were guests in the courtyard. Since he was here, it was difficult to escape, so Li Qingzhao had to put on a veil, shamelessly enter from the side, and sit on Cao Tan's side of the screen.

Here we come, four old men.

They are the four old men from Dongkuaoyuan.

They sent me manuscripts.

Before it is officially published, I would like to ask Cao Tan, the eldest lady of the Liang family, to have a look at it.

Su Shi said: "It would be appropriate to say that this book is a family motto of the Liang family written by Brother Shen, but this book is extraordinary. It is said that Brother Shen has such a talent, and I can also get some glory on my old face. I am just curious. Where did he learn that?"

After hearing this, Cao Tan immediately replied: "Dongpo is here to trick me."

"That's what it means." Su Shi has looked past everything. Since Cao Tan has said it clearly, he will not avoid it.

Cao Tan had already flipped through all the manuscripts and handed them to Li Qingzhao: "Read it. No one in our family can compare with your talent in writing."

This is true.

The reputation as the most talented woman in Bianjing is not for nothing.

When Li Qingzhao took the manuscript and read it, Cao Tan said: "Brother Xin once said to me: I can't control my destiny. In his understanding, he broke through all past cognitions and all past paranoid experiences. , faced with all the current difficulties, break through and come up with an innovation.”

After listening to this, Su Shi added: When medicine meets qi, it can form an image. The Tao is in nothingness and combines with nature. When I swallow a magic pill, I realize that my fate is not controlled by God.

This was not said by Su Shi, but by one of his friends.

However, it has already fledged at this time.

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty conferred the title: Ziyang Zhenren

After reciting this poem, Su Shi asked directly: "Madam Cao, I asked you directly. A year ago, I was a dandy. It's not because I looked down on eunuchs, but people like Liang Shicheng, who are hardworking, don't have that level to teach." Brother Xin, where did Brother Xin’s knowledge come from?”

Cao Tan: "I don't know, but my father knows. I asked, and Brother Xin said that he would answer me when my father is present when he returns to Bianjing."

Su Shi asked again: "Miss Li, I ask you, are you the one who wrote the poems in the Red Mansion?"

Li Qingzhao, who was reading the Four Instructions of the Butterfly Language, heard the question and immediately replied: "Returning to Master, no, I just followed the master's dictation and completed it. The wording in some places made me think about it for several days." Li Qingzhao said Master is very suitable.

Currently, they are known as the Four Scholars of the Su School. In fact, there are more. After Li Gefei, Liao Zhengyi, Li Xi, Dong Rong and Huang Tingjian, they are relatively less recognized, but they are also quite good in the literary world. The new generation of four bachelors in Sumen.

"Complete?" Su Shi was confused by this statement.

Li Qingzhao: "A poem about burying flowers is sad, as if I really don't know what I am doing. I feel a wisp of incense that brings back my soul, and what is the red thread?" After memorizing this: "This is the original narration by the Lord, about Daiyu burying flowers." , I am still debating what words to choose for what parts.”

Liang Xin, a literary scumbag, actually didn’t know those two words at that time.

Liang Xin asked Li Qingzhao to ghostwrite The Red Mansion. Liang Xin just told a story. The whole text was written by Li Qingzhao. Wherever Li Qingzhao needed to use poetry, Liang Xin would just say a few words if she had an impression. If she didn't, they were basically Li Qingzhao's current works. Poetry.

Su Shi glanced at Zhang Dun and then at Fan Chunli.

The two nodded in unison.

The three of them looked at Han Zhongyan at the same time, and Han Zhongyan uttered one word in a very soft voice: "Copy!"

Only the poems that are copied are truly my own poems. Even if the wording feels bad and needs to be changed, there will still be the original wording. In a situation like this, the only explanation is... copying.

But here is the problem.

This is the Red Mansion. Where can I copy it? Where can I copy it? Whose property can I copy?
Zhang Dun said at this time: "Leave the manuscript with Mrs. Cao. If there are no problems, just open the edition and print it. I have been disturbing you for a long time, so I say goodbye."

"Send off the four gentlemen." Cao Tan stood up and a grandma came to see the guests off.

After leaving the door of Wangxueju, Su Shi said directly: "Just talk about those two poems. The latter one seems a bit like being written in a brothel. The former one is absolutely impossible. Such domineering and heroic poems, even I can't It can only be done under a specific environment and state of mind, he...can't."

What Su Shi meant was that Liang Xin's poems were definitely copied.

Here comes the question.

Who in the world can compose such a poem?

When the four of them were walking across the courtyard to the east, a young eunuch ran over, holding a piece of paper in both hands: "The eldest lady said that this word was given to the four gentlemen for appreciation, and it was used as a fan poem at that time."

two sheets of paper.

Su Shi took it and took a look and knew it was Li Qingzhao's calligraphy.

The east wind leaves thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.BMW engraved cars on the road.The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

The moth's snow willow is golden, and the laughter is gone. The crowd searched for him and looked back, but the man was there, in a dim light.

Looking at another one, it says: Initially, only the last ten words were understood after Li Xiaoniang asked many times.

After Su Shi read it, he handed the poem to Fan Chunli and said, "Look, is this a poem that can stop fanning?"

After reading it, Fan Chunli said: "I think Qin Guan is good at this kind of poetry, and Zhou Bangyan is also good. But this poem, I'm afraid, is directly after Liu Yong. Ordinary people can't do it, and Zhou Bangyan can't write such a poem. If it were your disciple and grandson, Li Xiaoniang of the Liang family, I believe that with a few more years of accumulation, it might be possible."

Su Shi walked towards the east courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Hard hammered.

When Liang Xin copied it, she still had the same doubts. If she wanted to copy words of this level, she would have to have a place to copy them. It would be absolutely impossible for someone like Qin Guan and Zhang Lei, at least, to be able to write words of this level. He is an unknown person.

After the four old men returned to Dongkua Yuan, as soon as the door was closed, Han Zhongyan said: "Without Brother Xin, the officials are afraid that they will demote all four of us to Danzhou tomorrow, and then replace us with a capable person." Have fun with him, it doesn't matter whether it brings harm to the world or not, people will gradually become prime ministers."

Fan Chunli: "For example, Cai Jing was exiled to Baizhou at this time."

(End of this chapter)