"Zhong Ming, come and take a look at this long and short sentence. Maybe it catches your eye?"
Zhou Xuexue was greeting Zheng Tianyu warmly. Zheng Tianyu had a stiff smile on his face and walked over with a glimmer of unrealistic hope. When he saw the first few words, it was like being hit on the head. He couldn't bear it. There was some darkness before my eyes.
Looking at Zheng Tianyu's dazed look, a scholar smiled and said: "Isn't it amazing? This long and short sentence describes the beauty of spring, the age of appearance, the helplessness and misery of life. Plain and simple Among them, there is an admirable skill!"
"Yes, it's strange to say, who wrote such a poem? Why is there no trace of such a talented person in the Japanese literary society?"
"Let me take a look. The title is "Gift to Yunxian in the Linhuayuan of Yicui Building." Zhongming, I remember that you have been in Yicui Building these days? Is there any news?"
Zheng Tianyu looked at the excited people and said with a wooden face: "The news in Yicui Tower, this poem was written by Xia Jingyun."
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Everyone felt as if they had been hit by a stabbing point. Not only were their faces stiff, but their whole bodies were numb.
Looking at the faces of everyone, Zheng Tianyu couldn't help but feel a sense of revenge.
Let you stimulate me too!
"Ahem, actually, if you look closely, this song is not flawless."
"Yes, you see it's late autumn now, and using the language of spring red is still a bit far-fetched."
"After all, it's obscene words and music, and it's hard to reach the level of elegance."
"No wonder I don't dare to sign my name. I think I feel ashamed."
"It is best not for such works, which come from brothels and express feelings about the aging of beauty, to reach the ears of Empress Dowager De."
Zheng Tianyu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You gentlemen are right. The student has gone back to his room to study."
After saying that, he bowed and strode away.
This yard is his family's property, so naturally he has his room.
Standing in front of the window, he spread out the paper, trying to use the several blows today and his depression to compose some masterpiece, but he couldn't even write a few poems, and he was not satisfied.
Only now did he have to admit the fact that Xia Jingyun's literary talent was indeed beyond what he could catch up with.
It’s not something that can be compared simply by taking it more seriously and stimulating it.
In his entire life, it would be impossible for him to write a sentence like "I will always hate the water forever".
"Why!"
"A real man lives between heaven and earth and should work hard. Why do you sigh like this!"
A deep voice sounded behind him. Zheng Tianyu turned around and quickly saluted respectfully, "Teacher!"
Zhou Xuexuezheng, Song Yan, walked straight up to him, glanced at the ink words on the paper on the table, and patted Zheng Tianyu on the shoulder, "Poetry, Xiao Daoer. Some of the high officials in the court are so talented and beautiful. Generations?"
He sat down on a chair nearby, motioned for Zheng Tianyu to sit aside, and said in a deep voice: "Read the books of sages, understand the great meanings of small words, learn how to manage the world and benefit the people, and understand the way to live in the world, which is the foundation of scholarship. Now we see Chinese poetry and prose are nothing more than that you and I have no chance to govern the country, so we can only use this to encourage each other. But after the imperial examination, this is not what really differentiates you."
"Xia Jingyun certainly has some talent in poetry, but this talent will be of no use in the future political arena. You grew up in a family of officials, and you have an outstanding manner in dealing with people. Your reputation for both civil and military skills has long been resounding throughout the state. To this day, The plan is to pass the imperial examinations, enter the court, and achieve great things for the king and the country, rather than being obsessed with poetry and prose, which will ruin your state of mind and miss the big things."
After listening to this, Zheng Tianyu's eyes gradually brightened, he stood up and bowed, "Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment!"
Song Xuezheng smiled while twirling his beard, "Early the morning after tomorrow, the students from the state school will leave for the state. I have made arrangements to hold a dinner party tomorrow night and invite celebrities from the county to gather together."
Zheng Tianyu nodded, "Does it require discipleship?"
"I'll let my servants handle it." Song Xuezheng looked at him, "I will also invite Xia Jingyun to come. At the banquet, I will start a debate on the current situation of the country and the visit of Empress Dowager De. You should carefully consider the impact, and you will shine brightly when the time comes.”
Zheng Tianyu was slightly startled, "Teacher, it doesn't have to be like this."
Song Xuezheng shook his head, "You and I know that a little fame is not important, but there are many ignorant people who need to be enlightened. Just prepare yourself. The goal is to understand one idea."
Zheng Tianyu knew that he couldn't go against it, so he bowed and saluted, "Thank you for your trouble, teacher."
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Xia Jingyun had lunch at home and then left the house again.
Randomly arriving at a courtyard, Xia Jingyun knocked on the door.
Not long after, a clear, melodious and timid voice came from inside, "Who is it?"
When Xia Jingyun's answer was heard, the courtyard door opened immediately, and the sound of the door bolt being pulled out was as joyful as the owner's mood.
Xia Jingyun walked into the yard, looked at the girl in front of him, and said with a smile, "Should I call you Yanzhi or Yunxian now?"
Yunxian poured tea for him tenderly, "My family's surname is Xie. I don't remember my first name, only my nickname. If you think rouge is too vulgar, please give me a name for your family."
Names like Bingbing, Yuanyuan, and Shishi flashed through Xia Jingyun's mind like a joke, "Rouge is pretty good, let's call her Xie Rouge. There's nothing vulgar about it. Let's give it the name Yunxian." Disperse with the wind!"
Xie Yanzhi's eyes were slightly red, like a bird throwing itself into the forest, and snuggled into Xia Jingyun's arms.
"Eh?"
With the warm fragrance and jade in his arms, Xia Jingyun said quickly: "Don't be like this, don't be like this, I won't be able to hold it anymore."
Xie Yanzhi raised his head, "Why do you need to control the young master?"
If I don't control it for a while, you will have no control in the future.
Seeing Xie Yanzhi's expression of "please do it for me, sir", Xia Jingyun rubbed the round moon to get satisfied, then pushed Xie Yanzhi up and walked around the room pretending, "You can't do anything here." Are you still used to it? Is there anything else you need to buy?"
"I don't dare to waste the young master's money." Xie Yanzhi said: "I'm going to see what work can be done, and I will return the silver to the young master this morning."
Xia Jingyun waved his hand, "You don't need to pay back that little money. You put the words I wrote for you on the door. The owner of Yicui Building was so happy that he paid me back all the money you paid to redeem your life. He also gave me an extra Two hundred taels. If you didn’t tell me, I almost forgot.”
He took out a hundred taels from his pocket and handed it to Xie Yanzhi, "Take this money."
Xie Yanzhi naturally didn't dare to accept it and waved her hands repeatedly.
"Take it as long as you want. I'll give it to you for use." Let me collect more information, maybe I can use it in the future."
Xie Yanzhi took it hesitantly, "But you won't need so much."
Xia Jingyun smiled, "Since you said you wanted to be my woman, how can I treat you badly? Why, could it be that you regret it now that you are free?"
Xie Yanzhi quickly accepted the banknote and said, "In this life, Yanzhi will never have any second thoughts about the young master."
"Okay, don't do that. If you feel that I am not a good man in the future, tell me properly and I will let you go. But before that, I won't allow you to betray me!"
Xie Yanzhi nodded heavily.
"Let's go out for a walk and buy some things. The furnishings in your house are really shabby."
Xie Yanzhi's eyes lit up, she happily packed up her clothes and walked out.
After taking two steps, she carefully reached out and took Xia Jingyun's arm, and then waited with bated breath. She found that Xia Jingyun didn't refuse, and her eyebrows immediately curved, and her steps became brisk.
Xia Jingyun naturally noticed this little gesture, but he was not pedantic about matters between men and women, not to mention that only a fool would refuse such a beautiful woman if she threw herself into his arms.
If it weren't for the fact that his body was still weak and he was afraid of something happening or hurting his origin, he would have to do something.
Speaking of which, he was also puzzled. He had been recovering for more than ten days and he felt much better a few days ago. Why did he feel so weak again in the past two days?
The two of them were walking like this, and the combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracted a lot of attention.
"Hey, have you heard? Yicuilou has released a masterpiece!"
"Is that the song about the forest flowers withering away the spring reds? How could you not know it? It's spread all over the city!"
The discussion around them made the two of them look at each other and smile. This was a secret that only belonged to the two of them.
"Why is such a good poem unsigned? Do you know who wrote it?"
"It's not clear yet, but a gentleman analyzed it from the poem. He should be a scholar. In a brothel, he met an old and lustful girl named Yun Xian. He stayed with her for the night, and then he had feelings for her. Then I sent him a poem and gave it to him."
Xia Jingyun couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
But he obviously didn't realize the power of rumors, and his style of painting became more and more biased along the way.
"I heard that there was a poor scholar who went to a brothel and had no money. Fortunately, an old, lustful, lonely girl stayed with him, slept with him for one night, and wrote a famous poem while sleeping!"
"Did you hear about it? There was a poor scholar who went to visit a brothel, took the wrong road in a hurry, went to a courtyard, and slept with an unwanted old girl for a night. The next day, he cried with regret and wrote angrily. A poem!”
"Hey, hey, new news. There was a scholar who went to a brothel. He didn't know how to sleep with a girl, so he slept with the madam directly. The madam didn't obey, and he even got her drunk. The overlord forced her to go to the brothel, and the madam finally cried in anger. I asked him to pay compensation and wrote a poem before I got out."
Xia Jingyun's face became darker and darker, and Xie Yanzhi hung on Xia Jingyun's body, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand upright.
After he helped Xie Yanzhi buy some things and send them home, and after some more chatty talk, he took them back to Nantian Lane.
The fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth somewhat relieved the depression in his heart.
On the way, he bought some green tangerines that had just come on the market to dilute the smell on his body. He opened the door and entered the house.
At the dinner table, Mrs. Xia Zhang suddenly said mysteriously: "Have you heard about it?"
Everyone was stunned, what did they hear?
"Oh, it's spread all over the city!" Madam Xia Zhang said with a gossipy face, "It's said that a poor scholar went to a brothel and went to the wrong place in a hurry. On the way, he was killed by an old and lustful man who no one cared about. An old woman was dragged into the yard, got drunk and committed bad deeds, and she was able to escape by writing a poem the next day!"
Xia Jingyun's hand holding the vegetables froze:......
