Zhang Yue's family took a boat west along the canal. The boat stopped at Guazhou for the night.
A few days ago, Zhang Yue had learned about Wang Anshi's return to the prime minister, and he was counting on the time when he could meet him on the waterway.
For a moment, Zhang Yue had the urge to meet Wang Anshi, relying on his contribution to saving Wang Anguo and the fact that someone would always deal with Lu Huiqing after he returned to the court.
However, Zhang Yue thought about Wang Anshi's habit of letting people put their hot faces against cold buttocks, so he struggled for a while and finally gave up the idea.
But Zhang Yue still slowed down his trip and deliberately stayed for a day.
The boat passes by Guazhou, where you can see the entrance of Jingkou, Jiankang, the sea, and the river. In the first year of Xining, when Wang Anshi came to Beijing to pay homage to the Imperial Academy, he wrote a poem here: "Between the water of Guazhou in Jingkou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains." The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Zhang Yue was looking at Yangzhou from afar at Guazhou Ferry and remembered Wang Anshi's poem. Later generations said that this poem was written by him when he passed by Guazhou when he was resigning from the prime ministership for the first time in the seventh year of Xining.
Here Zhang Yue can help Wang Anshi refute the rumors. Wang Anshi's "return" is definitely to return to Jiangning, not to the court.
When I entered Beijing for the first time, I could still pretend to be cool, but when I entered Beijing for the second time, I was exhausted from the struggle for power and my heart was tired, and I was afraid that I would never be able to write such a good poem again.
This is unlike Su Shi, whose best poems seemed to have been written on the road to relegation.
'Don't cue, there are many lychees in Lingnan. '
Therefore, it is said that the article hates Mingda, and Su Shi was also in the process of being demoted, so the poems and poems flourished. Creation is such that the emotions are not in place. You can't write good poems without being relegated.
Zhang Yue thought that he was now on the road to being demoted.
He spent the night at Guazhou Ferry, thinking a lot, and couldn't sleep while looking at the bright moon, so he got off the boat and took Tang Jiu, Peng Jingyi and other entourage to a wine shop on the ferry.
It was already the beginning of the eighth year of Xining, but there were many people at the ferry, and several wine shops were overcrowded.
Zhang Yue walked to a wine shop wearing a cloak. He heard that the chef of this wine shop made good fish soup, so he came here because of its reputation.
The dozen or so tables in the wine shop were all filled with people, and the shopkeeper had arranged several tables together, so it was very crowded.
The shopkeeper heard that Zhang Yue wanted to eat fresh fish, so he went directly to the fishing boat moored on the river to get a big fish weighing five or six kilograms. After showing it to Zhang Yue in a basin, he took it to the kitchen. Slaughtered.
A large basin of fresh fish soup was placed, accompanied by side dishes, fruits, and a pot of warmed rice wine. Zhang Yue, Tang Jiu, and Peng Jingyi ate the fish here.
I picked up a large piece of fish with a quick pull, put it into my stomach with a glass of warm wine, and sipped a few mouthfuls of fresh fish soup. It was like a fairy-like day.
Tang Jiulian called for wine, and the waiter was busy working non-stop.
Zhang Yue sighed: "How can there be such good fish and such good wine in Bianjing? It's a good idea to go to Beijing this time."
After Zhang Yue finished speaking, a businessman from the next table came up and asked, "Your Excellency, are you from Bianjing?"
Zhang Yue nodded.
The merchant said: "We originally planned to go to Hebei to do business, but we heard that the imperial court wanted to fight the Khitan and had 300,000 troops in Baojia, Hebei. However, due to the locust plague in Hebei and Hedong, there were endless refugees, and many households moved to other places. For a while, There is a lot of panic among people, but is it true?"
Zhang Yue sighed: "Both the story of the exodus from Shanghu and the large number of refugees in Hebei are true."
The businessman said: "How can we make a living like this? What if the Khitans really come to us?"
There were many such businessmen in the wine shop. One person said: "I came to Bianjing just now and heard that Xiao Xi, the envoy of Liao Dynasty, has finally returned. However, everyone in the capital is worried. Letting Xiao Xi return home at this time must be a way to inform this dynasty. of reality."
"Is there any minister in the court who knows military skills and can resist the Khitan?"
"If the Lord of Liao comes to raise troops, who in the DPRK can take responsibility for the situation?"
Another person said: "I heard that among the ministers, the only one who knows military affairs is Zhang Duanming, who recovered the seven northwest states! But I don't know why he was allowed to go out at this time?"
"Khitan soldiers are in the country, just like robbers blocking the door of a house. How can Zhang Duanming be allowed to go to the southeast instead?"
One person sneered and said: "What's not to know about this? I heard that Zhang Duanming was at odds with a certain husband in the court, so the other party certainly didn't want him to go further away."
"Hey, partisanship! Another partisanship."
"It's unreasonable to say this. Now that the Holy Emperor is in power, there won't be any party disputes. We'd better not discuss government affairs to avoid getting into trouble."
"Exactly, exactly."
Zhang Yue took a big mouthful of fresh fish. When he heard others talking about him, he just smiled, as if it didn't matter.
After leaving Beijing, his state of mind seemed to have calmed down.
However, this kind of lying down is not the numbness after being demoted from Beijing, it is just a lack of internal friction.
It is not up to you to decide whether the court should use it or not. Rather than being entangled in the court, it would be better to lie down in the Jianghu. Since Lu Huiqing sees himself adding to the trouble, the worst thing I can do is 'not fight'.
However, these emotions were suddenly aroused by the other party's few words, and Zhang Yue knew that he was still 'unable to lie down' after all.
Everyone was chatting in the wine shop, but Zhang Yue's thoughts were far away. From the river waves by the ferry, he recalled the sound of the fighting and iron horses back in the northwest.
Zhang Yue thought to himself that when he pacified Xihe, he was very ambitious and thought that he would play a great role after returning to the court. Who knows, but now he is forced to go to the southeast. It is really ridiculous to say that.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yue, who was already half-drunk, put on his cloak and walked to the banquet of the wine shop. Unexpectedly, it started to snow lightly in Guazhoudu at night.
On a snowy night, Zhang Yue looked at the shadowy ancient ferry with great emotion. When he turned around, he saw that many poems had been inscribed on a white wall in the wine shop.
Zhang Yue thought for a moment and asked the shop assistant to get some pen and ink.
Zhang Yue dipped his pen in ink, walked to an empty space in front of the wall, paused briefly, and then began to write down the ink on the spot.
At an early age, I knew that things were difficult, and I looked to the north of Yanyun and the mountains were as strong as the mountains.
The building boat is crossing Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse is passing through the ancient pass in the autumn wind.
The Great Wall is empty and I promise that my hair is already faded in the mirror.
A master who is truly famous in the world, no one can compare with him in thousands of years.
After writing this, Zhang Yue stared at the writing on the wall and thought to himself, Lu Huiqing, didn't you ask me to go as far as possible? I don't quite get what you want.
Zhang Yue signed next to the poem, Uucheng Shozaburo!
After finishing writing, Zhang Yue still wanted to fight with Lu Huiqing, but in the end, his ambition to serve the country could not be eradicated. Then he called Tang Jiu, and Peng Jingyi immediately returned to the ship to rest, and left Guazhoudu the next day.
As for Zhang Yue's poem in the wine shop, no one cared about it for a while.
Two days later, an official on his way to Bianjing happened to pass by here. He also came to the wine shop to eat fish and wine.
When he was drunk, he went out to sober up and had nothing to do, but he also read the poem on the wall.
Most of these poems are ridiculous and difficult to read, but when I read "I knew the world was difficult in my early years", I stopped.
Not only was the poem good, but the words were even better. When the official wondered who had written the poem, he saw the signature on the side.
Seeing this, the official hesitated, so he immediately copied it down. A few days later, as the official came to Beijing, this poem also spread in Bianjing.
Just as Emperor Renzong remembered Ouyang Xiu after he was demoted from the state to work as a Drunkard Pavilion, this poem made the officials and people in the court read Zhang Yue's name again.
