Fuzhou Prefecture. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A light snow falls, drifting past the white-walled houses by the river.

One of these houses was a study.

Bamboo and wood are planted all over the study, and one or two Jianlan are also planted, and a thin layer of ice floes is formed on the inkstone pond under the fast.

In the study, stacks of ancient books are stacked.

Lin Yan took an ancient book from the shelf, looked at it a few times, and then picked up the pen and wrote it on the paper. Suddenly, there was a sound of the door outside the courtyard, and the tip of Lin Yan's pen paused slightly on the paper, and then continued to write.

"Brother Fuzhang!" A hearty voice came from outside the study.

Lin Yan smiled, put down his pen and got up, opened the door of the study, and a cold wind suddenly entered the room.

The person who came was Lin Liao, the mountain chief of Lianjiang Academy.

Lin Yan and Lin Liao are cousins, although they are far apart, but they have a good personal relationship on weekdays.

The two faced each other, and Lin Yan invited Lin Liao into the house and sat down.

Lin Liao asked with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, after Brother Fuzhang is at home, he doesn't go out and walk around less, and he stays under the snow window, I don't know what to do?" ”

Lin Yan said to the book: "Look, I was asked by a friend to compile the government chronicles. ”

Lin Liao felt uncomfortable in his heart when he heard this, as a fourth-grade master who was repairing at home, it was really condescending. However, Lin Liao said on his face: "This matter is very good, and it is a move for future generations." ”

Lin Yan was very happy to hear it and said: "It's not a good thing, it's just that my generation is used to literature as a profession and inkstone as a field, and I refuse to let myself be idle." ”

Lin Liao couldn't help but admire Lin Yan's leisurely and leisurely appearance, but he still said: "I heard that Lu Zongbo intends to come forward to run for you and seek recovery, I don't know if you have eyebrows?" ”

Lin Yan shook his head and said, "I've already resigned." ”

"Why did you quit? I heard that Yanchao has been running a lot for this matter. Lin Liao exclaimed.

Lin Yan sighed: "My father's body is not as good as day by day because of my brother's affairs, and I really can't leave my body at this moment, otherwise there will be no one to serve the decoction by my side." ”

Lin Liao also sighed, Lin Yan is filial piety, he has always known, but this is a sacrifice of his career.

Seeing that Lin Yan's face was depressed, Lin Liao hurriedly diverted the topic and talked about some things in the academy.

Lin Yan listened, and said with a smile on his face: "It's okay, if it weren't for my family affairs, it would be great to go with you to the academy to teach students." ”

Lin Liao said: "Hey, there is such a light statement, the disciples of the academy at the moment always feel that being smart is smart, but they are unwilling to work hard, only by talent, they are unwilling to work hard, how can they succeed in learning?" Every day, I am afraid that I will fail the trust of the old mountain chief, and I always can't sleep at night. ”

Lin Yan persuaded: "This matter can't be rushed, you just teach slowly." ”

Lin Liao smiled bitterly: "Like Yanchao, a disciple like Xiang Gao who is both talented and willing to study diligently is hard to find." ”

"Really? When Yanchao was studying, I felt very stubborn! ”

Speaking of Lin Yan, Lin Liao and the others laughed together.

The two were chatting when Lin Yan's servant walked into the library.

"Master, this is the newspaper I just copied."

Lin Yan nodded, took the newspaper and glanced at it hastily, then his eyes paused, and a smile escaped from his lips.

"Look at it."

Lin Liao took the newspaper from Lin Yan's hand and read it, looked at it and suddenly laughed and said: "Okay, Lin Sanyuan paper retreats, happy, happy!" ”

Lin Yan smiled and nodded.

Lin Liao took the report from the palace: "Brother Fuzhang, lend me this thing." ”

"What are you going to do with it?"

"Of course, it is to take it back to the academy and tell the students about it, so that they can also be happy." Lin Liao said with a smile.

Lin Yan nodded and watched Lin Liao leave.

Then Lin Yan returned to the study and continued to write.

Jinling City.

Snow.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, Jinling officials and scholars brought prostitutes in and out of the Qinglou.

Although it is a cold winter, the prostitute is still wearing a thin shirt, and the warbler Yanyan here, compared with the Jingshi, Jinling City is undoubtedly much more extravagant.

It is common for officials here to go in and out of the Qinglou in private, and Yushi also opens his eyes and closes his eyes.

In front of a water green building, the stove is warm with fine wine.

Several officials have their own beauties, and Lin Shibi, who came to Jinling to serve as an official, is also among them.

Several officials said to Lin Shibi: "Brother Tianrui, when you arrive in Jinling City, you can really say that you have entered the gentle township, like a fish in water. ”

The beautiful prostitute on the side was serving wine to Lin Shibi, Lin Shibi swallowed the wine and said with a smile: "The people in the capital are old-fashioned and boring, where is Jinling good, you can know all your friends, and in your lifetime, you will walk through the horse and Zhangtai, and step all over the Qinglou on the bank of the Qinhuai River, even if you are crowned as a prince, it is not as happy as us." ”

When these officials heard this, they all laughed and scolded: "Who is going to Zhangtai with you, I just came to Qinglou to observe the people's feelings." ”

Saying that, an official held the face of the woman next to him and said, "Little woman, what grievances and suffering, come to this official quickly." ”

The woman's figure was soft, and she said pretentiously: "Master, the folk girl is in pain, and her chest hurts here." ”

"Okay, this official will rub it for you!" After speaking, all the officials laughed.

Lin Shibi also smiled.

After these officials finished laughing, one of them suddenly said: "I heard that this time Lin Sanyuan wrote a letter of state in Beijing, shocking Fanbang, my officials in Jinling all admired it, Brother Tianrui and Lin Sanyuan have a hometown friendship, and it is the same year, can you tell me about it, is Lin Sanyuan's literary talent really so shocking?" ”

After hearing this, all the officials and prostitutes stopped fighting, and asked with a smile: "Yes, Brother Tianrui, talk to us." ”

Lin Shibi listened and asked, "Are you really willing to inquire about Lin Sanyuan from me?" ”

"Willing, willing."

"That being the case, drink the wine in front of you first." Lin Shibi said with a smile.

Everyone booed, but they wanted to learn the news from Lin Shibi's mouth, so they could only drink.

So Lin Shibi said slowly: "Speaking of which, Lin Zonghai is indeed a literary talent, and he has the ability to never forget, when I first met him, the two competed to see who could choose any sentence from the four books to solve the problem." ”

"And guess what? At that time, Lin Zonghai was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, who knew that this person was very cunning, and he actually carried the entire Wenfu down early, so I was defeated. ”

Hearing Lin Shibi say this, everyone laughed.

"But," Lin Shibi paused, "I may not be as good as Lin Zonghai when it comes to articles, but when it comes to writing poems, he can't even compare to one-tenth of me." ”

Hearing what Lin Shibi said, everyone didn't believe it and asked: "Brother Tianrui, this matter is serious, don't amplify it!" ”

Lin Shibi said disdainfully: "This Qinhuai River fighting poem, can you see who I have lost?" Even if you call Lin Zonghai in front of you, he won't dare to mention poetry to me. ”

When everyone heard this, they all said, "Yes." ”

Lin Shibi took a sip of wine at the moment, looking unfathomable.

And when the beautiful prostitutes in the Qinglou looked at Lin Shibi, their eyebrows were suddenly full of affection, and they all said in their hearts, this person's poetry talent is better than Lin Sanyuan, if I have a marriage with him, it will not be in vain. (To be continued.) )