Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1665
Don't say that Thorpe treats this conversation as a foreign language, even a military officer like Lin Ming who has limited education can't understand it at all.Xie Peng only understood a little bit.Of course I can't speak.

Seeing that the three of them were left alone, Mei Lun was quite embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "The thesis talks about poetry, we will talk about it later. Don't let the beautiful scenery live up to you. Come, come, let's drink some wine to add to the fun, and we don't care about shooting poems , as long as someone matches, you will get a tooth chip. I have a Duan inkstone from Mr. Xiong here. As they clapped their hands, a servant took out a duan inkstone and placed it on the high table in the middle of the room, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Zhaoqing is the birthplace of Duan inkstone, which was listed as a tribute very early in history. Every time a pit is opened for quarrying, it is organized by the imperial court. Each pit is guarded by a special person, and private mining is strictly prohibited.In the Ming Dynasty, eunuchs were dispatched from the palace to manage several pits and quarries, which shows its high value.After Xiong Wencan took office as the governor, he ordered the reopening of the Lankeshan Shuiyan Pit for "operation".Although these Duan inkstones are "new products", they are still very precious to these poor literati.

"Now that you have won the prize, you must establish rules." There was a local scholar Xie Shiming in the seat, who had always been self-reliant and talented.After Xiong Wencan came to Zhaoqing, he was hired into the curtain—not because he was very talented, but because this scholar grew up in Sichuan when he was young. Talk about comforting Xiong Wencan's homesickness.

He stared at Duanyan, and said solemnly, "Master Chang will be asked to supervise the field. Those who make mistakes and those who make mistakes will be counted. Whoever says the best will be judged by everyone, how about it?"

Mr. Xianhe smiled and said: "Brother Xie, this is to win the championship in one fell swoop."

Xie Shiming smiled proudly: "Don't dare! In my opinion, I will ask Master Mei to give the title first."

Melen knew that since Thorpe and the others were from Jinyiwei, they probably wouldn't have much talent.If there is something like a couplet of poems, it will be embarrassing if it doesn't match, and immediately smiled: "We are drinking here for fun, and it will be meaningless if we make it too simple for nothing. I just guess it. yes."

Xie Shiming said: "Master Mei agrees with me, and I don't like to write poems either. Yesterday, I spent half the night arranging a melody, and that's enough for me. Fortunately, there are many people here, and those who make poems just write poems. Those who guess the riddles just guess the riddles. Master Mei is happy, why don't you come out and guess for us?"

Seeing that he had no objection, Mei Lun was thinking of one, only to hear Mr. Xianhe say: "I'll make an auspicious message first to ask everyone: 'The world is peaceful', name the state."

A person next to him said: "I guessed it, but 'Pu'an'?"

Mr. Xianhe nodded and said: "Exactly." Then he came up with a riddle: "Another one: 'Peaches and dew seeds in the sky, red apricots planted against the clouds by the sun', give it a flower name."

Mei Lunjian praised: "It's so clean and majestic! This question must be good!"

Xie Shiming said: "I guessed it, it's 'Lingxiaohua'."

A scholar on the side said: "It's such a mystery! Often people make flower names and only talk about the first few characters, regardless of the characters. For example, peony flowers only use the word peony without making the characters. Who knows this All the riddles are heavy on words."

Xie Shiming said indifferently: "It's nothing, just listen to me: 'Take the officialdom as a theater', type "The Analects of Confucius"."

Chang Qingyun smiled and said: "You are the four-book question, the most vulgar. I already know the answer, so it's not rare."

Xie Shiming said: "Although the title is common, it has many wonderful features."

Someone next to him jokingly said: "This question is elegant and elegant, so there is no need to talk about it, the question must be good."

Chang Qingyun said: "Since it's good, it's too late to praise it. If you praise it first, it won't be long before someone guesses it, so there's nothing to say."

Thorpe couldn't bear it anymore, and asked Xie Peng in a low voice, "What the hell is this?"

Xie Peng replied: "This is to use the contents of the Four Books and Five Classics to create a riddle. It is not unusual to say that it is 'official and excellent'. I don't know why the surname Xie is complacent."

Suddenly a person patted on the table and said: "That's great!" Everyone was startled, and when they looked quickly, it was Mr. Xianhe.

Melen asked: "What's so good about Mr. Xianhe, slapping the table and the bench like this?"

Mr. Xianhe said: "'Turn the officialdom into a theater', I got it, but 'Officials are excellent'?"

Xie Shiming said: "Yes."

Melen said: "What's so wonderful about this mystery? The old master is so earth-shattering."

Mr. Xianhe clapped his hands in praise and said: "This mystery is nothing at all. You can do it, and you can fight it. But there is something else in it. This is better than 'Lingxiaohua'."

Chang Qingyun said with a smile: "From my point of view: they are all the same, what's the difference? If you say there is a difference, I don't accept it. If Mr. Xianhe can't say that he is ugly, he will be punished with three glasses of wine. !"

Mr. Xianhe said: "Listen to me. He borrowed it and put it aside. Only the word 'and' jumps the false gods. It is really exhaustive. This mystery is a clever art of using people to borrow it as a false character and use it to the fullest." For all mysteries, borrowing should be the first, followed by positive. But borrowing also has two kinds of borrowing methods, that is, "Guo Shi Wushuang", there is "what is faith"; Yes. Although these are also borrowed, the main topic is far away from the surface of the main topic, which is second. Recently, there is a kind of number dictionary. I searched for many with books all day long. The wind swept away, and it was completely empty in an instant, this is third-class goods."

This high-level discussion made everyone in the audience nod their heads frequently, saying that the system was ingenious, and Mr. Xie was so talented.Xie Shiming's face was bright.At this moment, Thorpe wanted to be like Li Kui, jumped on the table and shouted first: "Straight mother thief, give me a machine gun!" He couldn't help but whispered: "What nonsense!"

Although the voice was low, Xie Shiming vaguely heard it. He was already dissatisfied with this "honored guest" being treated so courteously. At this moment, he deliberately wanted to embarrass him, so he picked up his wine glass and said in one fell swoop: "Everyone is absurd! Such a beautiful day, a certain talent, write a poem to congratulate me!"

Now chant aloud:
The flying building crosses the dangerous battlements, and the clouds and mists are draped.

The shape is superior for the view, and the rest of the public come to Yanyi.

Jiang Heng looks wide, and the mountains are sparse and strange.

The wind and the moon are priceless, and the king and the queen have poems.

Everyone applauded, Chang Qingyun said: "It's very artistic conception of Song people." Mr. Xianhe sneered slightly, but he also cheered.Xie Mingshi glanced at Thorpe and the others with a complacent expression, only to see that Xie Peng was slightly disaffected, Lin Ming still had a smile on his face, but Thorpe's expression was indifferent, obviously not listening Bring out the flavor of this poem.

He couldn't help cursing secretly: "It's really playing the piano to a cow!"

Mr. Xianhe said: "This poem is wonderfully done, let's congratulate each other." As he spoke, everyone drank a cup together.Mr. Xianhe put down his wine glass and sighed: "This national scholar Wushuang is really Wushuang! It's a pity that the price is too high to come by."

Chang Qingyun said with a smile: "What's the difficulty? The old man likes it. I still have a few bottles here, and I will send it to you tomorrow. I just hope that the old man can write a few more poems and go with the wine."

Mr. Xianhe smiled and said, "I'm telling you what I said, what's so difficult about it?" But he struck the bowl with chopsticks and said in a manly voice:
If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated. Liu Ling is ashamed to drink a thousand cups.

Invite Chang'e to drink with the moon, and meet in a river of melancholy wine.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink thousands of cups at a time.

Lord Grim drunk lying on the table, how many people can sober up the deep taste of alcohol?
Poetry is very shallow, it can only be regarded as doggerel.Even Thorpe could have heard it perfectly: this Mr. Crane seemed to be a whiner, too.But seeing the singing girl Yun Pang holding the pipa in her arms, Cherry chanting in a small mouth, her eyes couldn't help but glance at Mr. Xianhe's side, obviously admiring her, she couldn't help secretly wondering: What's so good about this half-old man with a penchant for breaking his sleeves? admired?Heart slightly pantothenic acid.

Mr. Xianhe finished singing, picked up the wine cup and drank the wine in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Although Kun people are hateful, all the tools are not without exquisiteness, they are really unique."

"If the Kun thief is willing to turn to the imperial court, it will be a blessing for me, Ming."

"The ships are strong and the guns are sharp, and the soldiers are good at fighting. If the whole army is recruited and transferred to Liaodong to fight the captives, no matter the victory or defeat, it will be a wonderful thing to kill two birds with one stone."

"The Kun people claim to be descended from the Great Song Miao, but it's actually an excuse from overseas barbarians." Xie Shiming said, "His glass mirrors, cold pots, and running fire are all magical and ingenious things. They can't be full when they are hungry, and they can't be clothed when they are cold. It's just the icing on the cake, that is, the cannon warship, which seems to be amazing, but people all over the world are rebellious, so what's the matter with a few guns? No matter how well the warship is built, can it be driven to the shore? Qi family governs the country and the world, You have to rely on moral articles!"

Several Confucian scholars nodded repeatedly, and praised Ming Shi: "The poetry is well done, and the insight is even more thorough." Some people also mentioned that the Kun thief did not follow the etiquette, and there were many lewd and shameless things, which on the contrary aroused everyone's interest in the conversation.All kinds of anecdotes and anecdotes were flying all over the place for a while, and Thorpe shook his head again and again: This episode is really from ancient times.

But Mr. Xianhe said: "I heard that Master Chang has been trapped in Lingao for several years, and he has seen a real Kun with his own eyes, why don't you tell us about the Kun thief?"

Chang Qingyun smiled wryly and said: "In the past when he conquered He Town, the army was defeated and fell into Lingao. It is really a matter of my hatred. However, I also learned the inside story of many Kun thieves..."

This is the truth. The key to Chang Qingyun's ability to join the staff of the Governor's Mansion is that he is a rare talent in the local area who is proficient in "hand affairs".

"...This place is a place for pleasure, and talking about the murder of soldiers would be a disgrace to the scenery. I was imprisoned that day, enjoying myself while suffering, and wrote fifty poems of "Lingao Bamboo Branch Ci". Today, I will recite a few poems for you to drink. "

Thorpe's heart skipped a beat, unexpectedly there were prisoners who had been to Lingao here!This Chang Qingyun was probably one of He Rubin's aides who were captured during the anti-encirclement campaign.Unexpectedly, he actually got involved in Xiong Wencan's behind-the-scenes work again!
Now that he has been to Lingao, has he seen through his disguise?Maybe I've seen myself and I don't know it!Thorpe remembered that he had once inspected the prisoner camp. Of course, at that time, he would not have noticed whether there was such a character as Chang Qingyun among the group of shaved-headed, trembling "freshmen".

Thorpe forced himself to be calm, looked at the master Juren, and saw that he was calm and calm, and chanted:

Tianya Hainan Road has a county name of Lingao.The geothermal heat is suitable for being close to the ice, and the height of the building can reach the stars.I sincerely worship and worship, and I still hold the scriptures with a good heart.I only hate flying yellow generals, and the fight does not stop.

The mountains and lakes are beautiful, and the thrushes are spreading in the mountains.Giving people respect and women is noble, and the local should answer Kunzi.The girl has a red face, and the beauty has white skin.The reason is that love is heavy, and couples are happy to depend on each other.

On the upper floors of the high pavilion, there are luxurious mansions.The iron fence is close to the house, and the river flows around the wall.The powder wall is painted with literary grace, and the glass is decorated with brocade red.Looking from the most suitable street, in the picture of the building.

The roads are flat and crossed.Two women and men walk by, galloping along the middle road.The night market is full of people and shops, and the autumn rain is lingering.At night, the lights are hanging on the roadside, and the candles are shining like stars.

He chanted a song and added a little extra.Everyone was very interested and talked about it.

Xie Shiming was a little unhappy, seeing that he had managed to get the limelight, but was snatched away by Mr. Xianhe and Chang Qingyun.He drank a few more glasses, and couldn't help being a little angry. He glanced at Thorpe, remembered the "nonsense" comment, and couldn't help but harbor a grudge, so he wanted to embarrass him. He raised his glass and said, "Mr. Suo is sitting boring, why not?" Make a poem for fun?"

Lin Ming saw that the momentum was not good: Don't look at the chiefs who know astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom, and are well-versed in all kinds of crafts, but they are "ignorant" about poetry, let alone composing poetry, it is difficult to even come up with a rhyming sentence.He had seen the so-called new Australian poems in the literature and art section of the Lingao Times, such as "The Senate is better than my father", "My noodles are the best in the world", etc. If you really want to recite them Laugh out loud to this group of literati -- it seems that this sourness has the meaning of making Thorpe unable to come to Taiwan.

Thorpe smiled faintly: "I'm not talented, I don't know these things."

Mei Lun yelled inwardly that it was not good, and cursed secretly that Xie Suanzi was full and had nothing to do—many of the Jinyiwei were from nobles and relatives, and there were many who were illiterate. If I go back in my heart, I might make a big article!Just as he was about to open his mouth to make things right, Chang Qingyun had already come out to smooth things over.

"Master Suo is a warrior, so he doesn't care about poetry and songs. Come on, I think we still ask Xiao Yaoer to sing for fun..."

Melen hurriedly sent two singers to come in to serve.The two little ones had already finished their meals at this time, Thorpe saw that they not only knelt on the ground while eating, but even licked the plates clean after eating, he couldn't help frowning secretly, what kind of way is this?Could it be that he was very hungry.Hearing the greeting, Xiao Yaoer hurried up and kowtowed to thank the reward,

"Choose meat and sing, serve wine to all the lords!" Mei Lun said with a smile.

Xiaoyaoer understood and sang the set again.This is not "elegant" anymore, it is full of obscene words and songs, everyone has wine, everyone is laughing and chatting loudly, making it very noisy.

Seeing that there was no point in staying here any longer, Thorpe motioned to Lin Ming and got up to leave.Chang Qingyun said a few polite words, and was about to see them off, when Xie Shiming was already a little drunk, so he couldn't help but cover his face with alcohol, playing a drunken maniac: "Don't go...don't go...such a peaceful and prosperous world, a beautiful day and beautiful scenery, Go if you don't enjoy yourself, it's just...it's just...disgusting...you can't do it!" As he spoke, he wanted to drink Thorpe's wine.

Seeing that they were making such a scene, Thorpe was already angry at first, but now he saw this sour scholar go crazy with alcohol, he sneered, and said: "Peace and prosperity, good times and beautiful scenery? The Central Plains were plagued by bandits, the Eastern captives broke the border repeatedly, and the lives of the people were ruined... Everyone It's really interesting, the so-called "Qingge is in a leaky boat, drinking heavily under the burning house, and doesn't know that drowning is about to come, what a pity!""

The voice was not loud, but it was like a bucket of ice water was poured on the people who were making fun of the noise, the huge floor suddenly became silent.

Thorpe said again: "Last year I visited three towns, climbed to the Yellow Crane Tower, saw a Confucian, worried about the country's growing situation, and wrote a poem on the wall——I don't know how to write poems, so I will give it as a gift." Shengman groaned:

The smoke tree is hopeful, and the spirit of the homeland is wandering, and the domineering spirit of the country is left floating.When the yellow crane returns, it should shed tears, and Tingzhou will be filled with tears.Paying tribute to the autumn of the great river, Erxu is sad.One after another, people moved and cleared the stream.If a hero is at the top, weep bitterly in Shenzhou.

After singing, walk away in a huff.

When the group of people returned to the boat, Thorpe just kept silent. Lin Ming thought that he had lost face because of the poems, so he comforted him: "Master Suo, don't be bored. The poems are just a pastime. Whoever wants to make a difference depends on it... "

Thorpe said: "I'm not bored by this. What's the use of those few poems? I just... just..." He didn't know what to say for a while, and said after a while, "It's all one in a hundred, tens of thousands of miles. There is only one scholar who is like this, what use is there for the country and the people?"

Lin Ming thought that this is strange, Yu Guo Yumin is not the "country" and "people" of Australia, why is he, an Australian elder, worried about this?After thinking about it, I understood, and said with relief: "The chief is worrying too much. Don't think that they only know what to do now, and they will be complacent when they write a few crooked poems. If one day the imperial examinations of the Song Dynasty are issued, they will learn as well as those who learn from Australia. ..."

While talking, someone suddenly came to report: "Master Chang is here to pay respects."

"Huh? What is he here for?" Thorpe looked at Lin Ming suspiciously, "Why didn't you talk about it just now?"

"It's okay to ask him to come in and talk." Lin Ming said, "I'm afraid there are some things we can't talk about during the banquet."

"Okay, then invite him in."

Both parties have met.Thorpe was thinking about how to speak, but Chang Qingyun had already cut to the point and said: "Master Suo is probably a chief."

Thorpe was startled, Lin Ming's eyes showed murderous intent.Xie Peng also quietly showed his dagger.Thorpe shook his head slightly, signaling not to act rashly, and said, "Why did you say that?"

"Master Suo, I have been in Lingao for a full year and a half." Chang Qingyun remained calm and composed, "Digging sand, smashing stones, carrying soil, paving roads... I have done all the jobs I have never done in this life. I have suffered all the hardships I have suffered." He took a deep breath, "I have seen more than a dozen leaders like Master Suo—of course, they may not remember that there was a person like me."

I just heard him continue to say: "...anyone who has met the chief executive of Australia a few times will never forget their expressions. Master Suo may not see that you have no flaws in your words and demeanor, but the demeanor on your face You can see it."

Thorpe laughed and said, "Mr. Chang, you are really overrated. If that's the case, what do you want to do?"

　The poems in this section are all written by specific authors. Xie Mingshi’s poems are written by Huang Gongwang, a man of the Song Dynasty, and they are inscribed on the Piyun Tower.What Thorpe recited was Yu Youren's works.Not explained one by one in detail.

　　
　
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