In fact, a lot of poems can be found in Zhao Cheng's memory.
The peak of poetry was in the Tang Dynasty, but in the more than a thousand years after the Tang Dynasty, many excellent works were still published, but they lacked the atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and some lost their pain or their spirit.
Tang poetry has the elegance of Li Bai, the social realism of Du Fu, the poetry and paintings of Wang Wei, and the natural charm of Meng Haoran. If the poets of the Tang Dynasty were gathered in one place, their poems would be like stars in the sky, each one shining brightly. .
But after the Tang Dynasty, after the great divisions and wars in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, poetry was gradually replaced by poetry. By the Song Dynasty, poetry began to flourish. This is not to say that there was no poetry in the Song Dynasty. In fact, there were many excellent poems in the Song Dynasty, but after all, it was too not enough.
Compared with Tang poetry, even if Song poetry has one or two excellent lines, the style of the poem is lacking a lot. Most of them are similar to "Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, rivers and lakes, night rain, ten years of lamps", and "Tianmu connects the sky to the sky". The sky is horizontal, the five mountains are overwhelming and the Chicheng is covered." The spirit is incomparable.
Or it's a wild and straightforward poem like "Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can't see through it." Generally speaking, they are still not as good as Tang poetry.
Therefore, it is not easy to pick out some poems that can suit the occasion from these few poems. Even if Zhao Cheng's memory is much stronger, he must make preparations in advance to avoid improvising.
A few pieces of rough paper were spread out, and Zhao Cheng casually wrote down the best verses that came to his mind, whether they were poems or lyrics.
In fact, the examination of poems and poems in the imperial examination itself is similar to the method of eight-legged essay, which allows the candidates to show their best talents under the restrictions of meter and rhyme. Whoever can dance in shackles and dance well is the one with real ability. .
For those who can do metrical poetry well, it will be much easier for them to write beautiful articles and sentences.
"The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds."
"The beauty committed suicide on the shore of Wujiang River, and the war burned Chibi Mountain."
"The grass and trees in the setting sun, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of human nature once lived. I think of those days, when the warriors were fierce and powerful, they could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger."
"The rocks penetrated the sky, the stormy waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country was picturesque, and there were so many heroes at that time."
"Don't listen to the forest beating leaves, why not whistling and walking slowly. The bamboo stick and awning shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain."
At this time, outside Qinghe County, Xia Ying, dressed in men's clothing, was walking slowly along the official road. She is shorter than Zhao Cheng, and her robe is a bit loose, but she can only make do with it. She does not dare to stay in Qinghe County for too long.
Walking southeast along Qinghe County, you will pass Zhoujia Village, and then to the east is Peidi.
Xia Ying's final destination was Peidi, but at this time she was already injured. An arrow penetrated her shoulder. Fortunately, it was a penetrating injury because there was no arrow shaft left inside. As long as the wound did not fester and her body did not have a fever, Even if you get through it.
Xia Ying was injured by an arrow and almost died after being frozen all night by the Qingshui River. Now when she walks, her feet are still as soft as walking on cotton.
She saw a village not far ahead and thought about going to the village to ask for water. If she could ask for some food, that would be great, so she walked towards the village.
The village is not big. There is only one road running through the whole village. There is a ruined temple at the east end of the village, which can be used temporarily.
Xia Ying begged for some food and water at the villagers' homes, and took them to the ruined temple. She planned to settle here temporarily and wait for her body to recover a little before heading to Peidi.
It seemed that no one had come to this ruined temple for a long time. There was still a straw mat next to the fallen statue. Xia Ying even saw a small fox-like animal escaping from the straw mat and following the cracks in the wall of the ruined temple. Ran away.
Xia Ying tidied up the ruined temple a little and then fell asleep on the straw mat. When she woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day. She only felt her mouth was dry and realized that she might have a fever. I woke up, so I got up and drank some water, barely ate two pieces of steamed buns, and then went back to sleep.
Xia Ying spent several days in the ruined temple, lying on the straw mat most of the time. It was not until the fourth day that she began to slowly get better, gained some energy, and could stand up and walk around. one time.
Xia Ying found that the original owner of this ruined temple seemed to have kept the place very clean. The water in the tank was still very clean and not turbid or rotten.
She ate a few pieces of steamed buns, cheered up, took out a wax-sealed paper ball from her leather bag, slowly opened it, and read the contents.
"In the spring of the first year of Taihe, the Three Kings' Rebellion was established. The imperial court wanted to arrest King Lu and other remnants of the remnants of the party, and the world was on a large scale. Dishan Qian's group was ordered to go to Yan, Yun, and Pei to find traces of the remnants of the party..."
"It's a pity that all the Dishanqian group is dead, and this message is vague and lacks key information..." Xia Ying looked at it for a long time and put the paper ball back into the leather bag.
Her name is Xia Ying, and she is a member of the Divination Department of the Great Chen Dynasty. She may be a secret spy or a spy, but she is ordered by the emperor to investigate the news.
The number of people in the fortune-telling office is a mystery. Apart from the current emperor, perhaps only the prince knows the specific number of people and contact information. Even the fortune-teller himself does not know more information about the fortune-telling office.
As far as Xia Ying knows, the divination office is divided into sixty-four hexagrams according to the Book of Changes. Except for Qian Weitian, who represents the Emperor of Dachen, the other sixty-three groups are scattered throughout Dachen, secretly carrying out tasks assigned by the emperor.
Her mission this time is to explore the traces of King Lu's remnant party in Peidi based on the information left behind by Dishanqian's group.
Unfortunately, on the way here, her identity was exposed for some reason, and she was robbed and killed by a group of men in black, resulting in an arrow in her shoulder. If she hadn't run so fast, she would have become a dead body by now.
Although their divination office was established by the imperial authority and led by the emperor himself, their actions and identities were top secret and were absolutely not allowed to be leaked. Once leaked, the consequences would be death.
No one needs to teach you this. Several groups have disappeared because of this. For example, the Dishanqian group that found traces of King Lu's remnant party now has no one alive, and only this piece of information is left.
This is why Xia Ying looked for her coat and belt as soon as she woke up. All these important information were here, but in order to prevent anyone from peeking, Xia Ying would reseal them with wax every time after reading them. First, if someone opens it and looks at it, it cannot be restored to its original shape.
After putting away the message, Xia Ying began to think about how she should go to Peidi to investigate. Her accent could easily arouse others' vigilance, so she tried not to speak.
"Remember, see more, listen more, talk less. This is what our divination team must remember if we want to live longer." Xia Ying recalled that before she came out, the leader of the group "Chu Jiu" said Her sincere teachings.
