Chapter 1012 - About Poetry

So, Gao Jun personally took all the topics and went to Yanqi, the seat of the Dadu Protectorate, and asked Guo Xiaoke to choose a poem to write. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Mr. Guo unfolded the title from the beginning, one of which was "Flying Dragon" by Cao Wei in the Han Dynasty.

So he blurted out, "Morning tour of Mount Tai, clouds and mist." Suddenly met the second child...... Longevity is the same as gold and stone, and it is difficult to grow old forever. Yes, Cao Zhizhi's poem is smart and timeless, he can be regarded as a genius, and the meaning of this poem is good, this is it! ”

Gao Jun listened to Guo Xiaoke's recitation with straight eyes, and it was exactly eighty-eight or sixty-four words. He pleaded, "Uncle Guo, I don't know which of these topics has the fewest words?" It's better to have a sentence like this, with fewer sentences. ”

Guo Xiaoke knew that his words were big and sloppy, and thought for a while, "Didn't the Metropolitan Governor just take it back to test your wives, so let them choose for you." Why do you ask me? ”

Gao Jun came back with Lord Guo's words, and did not go back to the back house first, but found a place to think about it.

If you directly ask them which question has fewer words, it means that you can't do it, and you will be ridiculed by them if you don't get it right.

He had already read it, and he didn't know any of the thirty-six questions.

Master Guo didn't tell himself, and he didn't have face when he asked the people in the yamen. It seems that I can only hope for my family.

Gao Jun first worked hard and memorized the "Flying Dragon Chapter" written by Uncle Guo, and then returned to the back house in a big way.

After dinner, Gao Jun was not in a hurry to go to the study, and Zhengse said, "I have calculated, the thirty-six poems used in Feng Chan must be written by Uncle Guo, Gao Min, and Brother Zhao." Tingzhou and Yizhou went to two more and two Changshi each, and the five counties in Xizhou and Luntai County went to six, leaving twenty-three, and the supervisors of the ranches in Tianshan Muliuzhong, Jiaohe, Puchang, and Baiyang went to eight more, leaving fifteen ......"

Xie Jinlian couldn't sit still, "Jun, you count me in again!" I want to frame a poem I wrote and hang it in my room to look at every day. ”

Gao Jun handed the question to Xie Jinlian and asked, "Count you alone, the family of the Metropolitan Governor, anyone who wants to write it can be reasonable...... But can you memorize it? ”

Xie Jinlian held up the title, and she also didn't know how to write a song.

Gao Jun looked at her and said, "Okay, Jin Lian?" This isn't a milk child, it has to have ink! If you don't, I'll give it to someone else. ”

looked at Xie Jinlian for a long time, and said, "Can't I learn?" Anyway, there are so many teachers sisters. ”

Gao Jun said no, others will only have one and a half songs in case of each other, wouldn't it be a loss of your chance to teach you! No, no, no.

Xie Jinlian hurriedly said, "I don't believe that they will only write one and a half songs, at least Sister Liu, Sister Su, Cui Yan and Wanqing will definitely have more, I will let them teach me." ”

"Okay, you give Wanqing the title,"

Wanqing took it, looked at it, and said, "It's this poem written by Cao Zhi of the Three Kingdoms" and recited it, "The immortals are six books, and they are at the corner of Botai Mountain." Xiang'e plays the piano, and the Qin woman plays the sheng......"

Gao Jun's hand shrunk into the sleeve of his robe, and he bent his fingers the next time. "The jade bottle is full of cinnamon wine, and the river is dedicated to the god fish...... Wandering in the nine heavens, he looks like you. ”

Seeing that she had finally finished reciting, Gao Jun applauded, "Good, good, Cao Zhizhi's poems are smart and timeless, and he can be regarded as a talent." I said that Wanqing must be able to recite such a long time, there are actually 150 words. Then Wanqing, you can write this one. ”

Li Wanqing was praised and won a quota, and her heart was happy.

Gao Jun said, "The history of the thorn and the long history of the two states must be written, and there is no long history here in Xizhou except for me, so Su Yin, the Sima who wants to top the long history, will also write a piece." ”

Su Yin took over the topic and said, "Then I'll write this poem by Zhang Heng...... What I think about is in Mount Tai, and I want to follow the Liang father. Sideways to the east. The beauty gave me a golden wrong knife, how can I repay Yingqiong to shake. The road is far away, so you can't rely on it. ”

Gao Jun applauded and said, "Jin Lian, look at it, it's just forty-two words, the words are simple and profound, why can't you!" ”

Xie Jinlian was embarrassed, but Liu Yuru looked at Cui Yan in surprise, and then the two smiled.

Gao Jun was deliberately counting the number of words recited by others, and he could even remember Wanqing's one hundred and five crosses clearly. And Su Yin obviously memorized one sentence in the end, "What is it to be worried and upset", he didn't count it, which means that he didn't know this song in the first place.

Xie Jinlian begged Su Yin, "Sister, you can leave these forty-two words to me, and you can choose another one." ”

Su Yin is secretly happy, and he doesn't break it. Gao Jun looked at Liu Yuru, and said, "The eighth lady has written, and the eldest lady has to write even more, Yuru, you can choose one to read." ”

Liu Yuru said, "Then I'll choose a poem with fewer words, and it's easy to write it." Choose this poem "Ode to Feng Zen" by Sima Xiangru, "She backstablied," self-covered sky, and the oil of the clouds. When the manna rains, you can swim. ”

Gao Jun asked, "It's over?" ”

Liu Yuru smiled and nodded. Sima Xiangru's "Ode to Feng Zen" has as many as one hundred and two words, and she only read the first four sentences, so she wants to see if Gao Jun will.

Su Yin, Cui Yan, and Li Wanqing looked at Liu Yuru first, and then suddenly looked at Gao Jun with a sense of understanding. When it comes to poetry, there is no one to compare these four people.

Gao Jun secretly wrote down Liu Yuru's poem, and decided to grab it and write it himself, "Well, it's really good to memorize, but I'll write this one, madam, you can choose another one." ”

Liu Yuru said with a smile, "Okay, I'll choose this song "Taishan Yin" by Lu Ji of the Jin Dynasty, and the words are a little less cross...... Mount Tai is as high as it is, and it makes the heavens ......"

The poem that Liu Yuru read again has a total of 50 words, and several people can see that she deliberately underreads it. And Gao Jun just intended the number of poems to be safe, and didn't think about anything wrong at all. also secretly said that he had grabbed it a little early, and wrote down this one again.

Cui Yan said with a smile, "Then I'll have a song with a small number of words, Wanqing just recited a song by Cao Zhi, and I'll also have a song by Cao Zhi - this "Flying Dragon Chapter", there are only eight words in the whole text: longevity is the same as Jinshi, and it is difficult to grow old forever." When he finished reading, he covered his mouth and smiled.

Who knows Gao Jun said, "Cui Yan, you are bluffing, Cao Zhizhi's poems are smart and timeless, you can be regarded as a genius, how can a genius write so pitiful!" Liu Yuru and Su Yin may not know that this poem is exactly the number of words of eighty-eight sixty-four, can I still not know? You can clearly only pronounce the last two sentences. ”

Xie Jinlian said, "You are only a bluffer, is it not as good as Cui Yan's sister to recite poems." Then you look backwards and let Sister Liu check it for you, but you have to see if it is sixty-four words. ”

This is the one written by Guo Xiaoke, Gao Jun snorted and said, "Morning tour of Mount Tai, the clouds and mist are slender." Suddenly, the two children are bright, and the color is fresh. Take the white deer, and the hand is grass. I know the real person, kneeling down and asking. Xiden Yutang, Jinlou Fudao. Give me the elixir, made by the Emperor of God. Teach me to take it, and also refine my brain. Longevity is the same as gold and stone, and it is difficult to grow old forever. ”

Liu Yuru, Su Yin, Li Wanqing and others all didn't believe that he could recite it word for word, not bad at all, exactly sixty-four words.

Gao Jun pursed his lips and ordered, "Jin Lian, I'm thirsty, you go and bring a cup of tea." ”

Xie Jinlian looked at the colors of those people, and couldn't see that Gao Jun's back was wrong, so she got up and poured tea.

Cui Yan didn't do it, and revealed, "Jun, you are biased, Su Yin has one song on your back, and your sister deliberately has two songs on her back, and you don't point it out, but you can't do it when you come to me, and I will accompany you to practice the words all night!" ”

As soon as her words came to this, she only heard a "bang", and the cup of tea that Xie Jinlian was serving fell to the ground, and Li Wanqing's face was also red.

Liu Yuru was originally smiling, but at this time she turned her face to look at her sister, but she didn't say anything.

Cui Yan also realized that she had missed her mouth, and even the roots of her ears were red.

Fan Ying, Siqing, and Lirong looked at them, and then at Su Yin.

Su Yin deliberately didn't look at them, but quickly glanced at Liu Yuru, lowered his head and thought, "Could it be that I wronged her?" She has always treated me well, and she is changing for the better...... I just don't understand. ”

Gao Jun said, "Huh? You all look like you've drunk, what's going on? ”

Liu Yuru got up and said, "No one is allowed to practice any words with him tonight, let me go back to my room to sleep." "Let's just take Fan Ying and leave.

……

Chang'an Gaofu.

The Qianzhou Assassin Shi Gao Xing had arrived at the mansion and met everyone in the family, and of course his first wife, Qing Ruoying, the current Wugu Dao Chief.

Elder Ge had begged Wugu to stay several times in a slurred manner, which was his last request.

All the brothers in the Gao Mansion and their wives and sons also have this opinion, and she will never be allowed to take a step out of the door of the Gao Mansion.

If they dare to let her leave, the elder Ge's last wish will be in vain, which is also considered their unfilial piety, and even more so the ingratitude of the high mansion.

Qing Ruoying knew that her place in Qingxin Nunnery was already known to the people in the house, and if she insisted on going back, it would only cause trouble for the abbot, so she agreed for the time being.

Qingxin'an immediately got the news, and the abbot was surprised, it turned out that Qingxin'an, which had not been very famous, had hidden two people with great backgrounds.

First is Chunqingzi, then Wugu, and they are all from Gaofu.

The abbot immediately rushed over in person and specially informed Wugu to return to customs. The abbot spoke politely, but not refuted. Qing Ruoying no longer has a choice.

Everyone in the family came to visit her, especially the ladies who took turns to accompany her, and sat for a long time. People chatted with Qing Ruoying of the old five families about things many years ago, affectionately and full of emotion.

Of course, Mrs. Liu, the concubine of the high trial Xingxinna, had to accompany her, but these people had very few topics in common with her.

Gao Xianxing rushed back from Qianzhou, and when he saw Qing Ruoying, he complained in public, "Where are you hiding!" It seems that there is this sentence, which hides his coldness, disgust and persecution towards her many years ago.

When Princess Dongyang came over again, she said to Gao Xianxing, "Fifth brother, why should Cui Ying be taken over from Xizhou, and let her be there for the matter!" ”

Gao Xianxing did miss Cui's a little, but since she went to Xizhou, she has not sent back any information.

He secretly looked at the body of the third lady Liu, before she came to Chang'an, the high trial bank had worked tirelessly night and night to cultivate the altar, but at this time, three or four months were almost over, and Miss Liu did not react at all.

Thinking of himself for three years, the matter of the bed must not be thought of, which is different from the rest of the family. At this time, looking at Liu's again, Gao Xianxing missed Cui's even more.

Liu is young, but if he can't have children, he can't compare with Cui Ying. They are different from their knowledge and heritage, as well as their temperament and finger raising determined by this.

Miss Liu is like a nameless flower in the mountains, fresh and green; And Cui Ying belongs to the precious flowers, which can be planted in the famous gardens of the metropolis.

But the feeling of freshness will soon fade away from the passage of time, and time will wash away most of the youthfulness and make them obscure.

Qing Ruoying, in addition to looking like a mountain of kindness to Gaofu, the years of Cangsang have already eroded her face, how can she compare with Cui Ying?

Cui Ying said before leaving, "If Miss Liu can give birth to a son for the master, I will be willing to be a child", at this time, when I recalled it by the senior reviewer, I sincerely felt that only virtuous people could say it.

Thinking about his guesses about Cui Ying and Li Yin, there is no decent basis at all. All the people who have come into contact with Cui Ying, whether they are eunuchs, lowly officials or old farmers, have praised her.

In order to repay her kindness, Cui Ying was willing to give up the exquisite red gold ornaments, and she was also willing to give up the most intimate ring. In her own misunderstanding, she is still willing to be famous.

Qianzhou is not as good as Chang'an, just like the deep mountains and the metropolis, the high judge thinks, is it because he is in the deep mountains, even his knowledge is much shorter?

Now that he has returned to the metropolis, the words of his sister-in-law, Princess Dongyang, immediately aroused Gao Xianxing's unbearable thoughts about Xizhou.

Gao Xianxing knows very well that if he only takes a word to Xizhou, I am afraid that Cui Ying will not come back. He begged the eldest lady and said, "Ruoying, you send a letter to Cui Ying......

So a handwritten letter from Qing Ruoying immediately flew to Xizhou.

Back in Chang'an, the high trial line can't drink, can't go to banquets, can't go to bed, is only secondary, and more importantly, everywhere I went in the past, there were always subordinates who bowed down and obeyed their words, and there was no one at this time.

That's what makes him extremely uncomfortable. This resignation is different from dismissal for blame, so the grievances are even more obvious.

He complained to his father in his heart, thinking that he was eighty percent old and confused.

The elder of the pavilion has six sons, and there are still some rules and regulations for only asking His Majesty and Enzhun to be alone, which can avoid the annihilation of the second-generation officials of the Gao Mansion. But his father chose himself by name, who was in a high position in the history of assassination, and that was to be confused.

According to the system of Ding Wei, the high court must return to his ancestral hometown of Qinghe.

But the old pavilion is not good friends, when he was young, he lived in seclusion at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and the place where he started was also Zhongnan Mountain.

And after the death of the grandmother of the trial line, he was buried there, and the elder of the pavilion also buried Zhongnan Mountain in order to accompany his mother, and the high trial line finally did not have to go to a more remote place to be wronged for three years.

Tao Yuanming is still "picking chrysanthemums in the east and seeing Nanshan leisurely", why can't he go to the high trial!

After Qing Ruoying's letter to Cui Ying was sent, Gao Xianxing packed his bags, said goodbye to all the brothers in the house, took the eldest lady and the third lady, and drove straight to Zhongnan Mountain.

The twenty-first year of Zhenguan is obviously an early year, only in the middle of February and spring, but it has the posture of early summer. Thousands of mountains are sprouting green, streams are rising, and birds and flowers are full of vitality.

is far away from officialdom, and it is also away from red tape, cumbersome, and deprecating, and away from dumping and scheming, and a pure heart is clear in the chest.

Gao Xianxing thought along the way, in order to climb to a high position, he did too many insincere things, inevitably hurt too many people, and kept climbing up until he entered the clouds, became a lonely person, and did not even have anyone to talk to, in fact, it was really not as good as now.