After listening to this poem, Xie Minghe was silent for a while, just staring at the other party.
Zhang Xing, on the other hand, felt uncomfortable all over when he thought of going to the river to wash his hands. After a moment, he remembered something and quickly explained:
"Sir, please forgive me, this motherland is not referring to anything. The use of words is to use allusions to extend the meaning, and to disenchant and return to the original meaning of the words... The motherland is the country that existed here in the past. There is nothing The point is, thinking about the motherland is just thinking about the scenery and people of the old country... However, there is no literary prison these days, so Mr. Xie won't be so entangled, right?"
"I'm not obsessed with this." Xie Minghe finally spoke, but he was sighing. "As for your poem... it's barely okay, barely okay... it's just that the mountains surround the homeland, and the mountains surround the homeland and I go back lonely, I go back lonely... Zhang Sanlang, you are really, really... how can you be so desperate? Where is Saburo? Do you know why I left here back then and would rather wander around Bachu for many years than return home? "
Zhang Xing stood with his hands tied and responded seriously: "I can probably guess... Mr. Xie's age is nothing more than the incident of destroying Chen, or the later incident of Yang Bin Jiangdong's suppression of the rebellion... He killed too many people, which led to some past events... …So I didn’t kill anyone this time, and it was indeed because of the lack of food, and I was afraid that large-scale expropriation from the common people would lead to rebellion.”
Xie Minghe shook his head: "Broken mirrors can be reunited, but dead people cannot be resurrected... You didn't kill anyone. I actually... like it very much."
Zhang Xing knew that the other party meant to say that he was very grateful, but his pride did not allow him to express his gratitude. Moreover, from the other party's point of view, it was him, a minion of the imperial court, who was taking advantage of others, so it was too fucked up to say this. However, he also roughly guessed that the other party should have some close friends, relatives, or even confidante, who died in the previous large-scale war, so they traveled abroad all year round.
Compared with the Wang Chongxin of the Wang family who only repaired in the mountains and didn't see anyone when his home was raided, there was quite a bit of movement and silence that complemented each other. .
"Let's go!"
Xie Minghe sat there for a long time and recited it secretly several times. He probably had red eyes, but suddenly he let out a long sigh and reached out to grab Zhang Xing's shoulders. "How can we stay in a mere Stone Town when we want to take in all the scenic spots in Jiangdong?"
After saying this, he rose into the sky again.
However, by the time he landed again, the sky had already completely turned into twilight, and there was no last trace of his vision. As expected, Xie Minghe did not push too hard, but instead meditated on the spot, saying that he would wait until dawn - of course, he The reason why I came here was because I couldn't control my emotions and I was afraid of losing my composure.
Zhang Xing was helpless and walked around in a circle, not daring to run away, so he simply meditated and felt his pulse.
After a tired night, he took pulses in the first half of the night and leaned under a mound in the second half of the night and fell asleep. The next day, he was awakened by the warmth of direct sunlight. Zhang Xing woke up and looked around quickly. He only hoped that other masters would behave like masters. I got a poem and flew away by myself in the middle of the night.
As the saying goes, if I wave my sleeves, I won't take away a single cloud.
"What are Zhang Sanlang looking for?"
On the earthen platform more than ten steps away, there was a man with a high crown and broad sleeves, sitting upright, his beard and hair fluttering like a fairy. It was not Xie Minghe or someone else. "But you're looking for me?"
"yes."
Zhang Xing yawned and said something. "I thought that Mr. Xie would leave at night, so that everyone would leave a space for each other, which would be good for everyone, but I didn't expect that Mr. Xie would still be here...Mr. Xie, let's not talk about the weather being so sunny today. It is a rare pleasure to just say that you and I meet a close friend in the mountains and rivers, but the Jiangdu camp, the county officials, and my Yitian Sword commander may not know that we have become close brothers. And now in your home in Jiangning City , I’m afraid it has become difficult, because the other seven families of the eight families will hate you to death... Of course, that is just a misunderstanding, if Mr.
"That's right. Without me and Wang Chongxin, how would they have a chance to celebrate the New Year?"
Xie Minghe sighed. "But to be honest, I did have the intention to leave yesterday...but it was different from what you thought. I wanted to throw you directly into the river, and then abandon this home, and turn into a bird. The real wild crane will never come back again, just like the phoenix in this place... I just thought that your poetry was pretty good, and I couldn't bear to let you sink to the bottom of the river and make a fish wonton, so I stayed here."
Zhang Xingqian laughed, and then looked around, only to see a bare earth platform and a few rotten trees standing on the mountain. There was no writing on it, and he had no idea where it was. The only thing he saw was that it was still next to the Yangtze River and could be seen under the morning sunshine. You can clearly see Jiangning City and Jiangxinzhou, which is a little reassuring.
"This is the Phoenix Tower in the southwest of Jiangning City."
Xie Minghe spoke seriously on the stage. "When the Tang Dynasty was traveling south, people were at a loss. Suddenly one day, a phoenix appeared on the mountain. It circled for several days and then flew away. At that time, the city of Jiangning, which was still called Jiankang, could be seen clearly from top to bottom, just because of the real dragon. If it looks like a bird, it is called a phoenix, and most phoenixes are under the seat of the Red Emperor Empress, so they think it is the Red Emperor Empress who has given her instructions. From then on, people's hearts became stable, and they assisted the Southern Tang Dynasty royal family to establish their foundation here. In fact, according to the According to my ancestors, a female saint from the True Fire Sect practiced here. When the Tang Dynasty moved to the south, she ordered the True Fire Sect to cross the river north. She took care of countless refugees and resettled them in the Jianghuai River. She achieved great achievements and was finally enthroned. Jackie Chan, soaring in the shape of a phoenix. But no matter what, it has been almost five hundred years, six or seven dynasties."
After Zhang Xing heard this, he jumped up, raised his hands and stamped the earth platform at his feet: "Then this place is either the Phoenix Tower or the Phoenix Tower? I think it was a great scene back then?"
"Not bad." Xie Minghe sighed. "There used to be both the Phoenix Tower and the Phoenix Tower here, but they were destroyed and rebuilt many times... Is there any suitable poem?"
"Yes." Zhang Xing froze for a whole night, which could be considered as spending half a day with the other party. Knowing that the other party would not really kill him, he gradually relaxed. "There is a seven-rhythm poem, but I'm afraid Mr. Xie won't be able to catch it."
"What's the meaning?"
"My Seven Rhythms, although not neat enough, are enough to overwhelm all the Seven Rhymes in the world." Zhang Xing shook his head in response.
"Since ancient times, Qilu has emphasized meter, otherwise why would it be called Qilu?" Xie Minghe sneered. "If it is not neat enough, it will naturally lose three points, let alone conquer all the Seven Rhythms in the world? Do you know that even in the Phoenix Tower, there have been dozens of top-notch Seven Rhythms left over the past five hundred years!"
"If that's the case, why not take a gamble?" Zhang Xing felt more relaxed as his body warmed up from the sun. “I think Mr.
"What are you betting on?" Xie Minghe asked in the sunshine. "Are I letting you go?"
"Is it feasible?" Zhang Xing asked again.
"Of course it's feasible." Xie Minghe responded immediately. "Come and write a poem..."
"May I ask where the other side is?" Zhang Xing thought for a moment, but was not in a hurry to write a poem. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pointed.
"Liuhe Mountain..." Xie Minghe responded quietly. "Where King Yu died, he refused to cross the land east of the Yangtze River."
Zhang Xing hesitated and pointed to Jiang Xinzhou again: "Does Jiang Xinzhou in front of Jiangning have another name?"
"It seems to be called Meizizhou. It looks like a slender plum. Maybe there are plums in the continent." "Where are your seven laws?"
Zhang Xing did not answer directly, but took out the embroidery knife without a sheath from his waist and held it upside down to the other party: "I'll read it. Sir, you can imitate my home inspection and carve it on this table. If there is no space on the table, carve it on the rock." .”
Xie Minghe glanced at the other party, rolled the knife out of the air, and laughed: "You have some momentum, but it's a pity that there is no wine!"
Zhang Xing shook his head coldly, and his momentum became stronger: "If the poem is good, it can be intoxicating."
"Come on chant! Come on chant!"
Xie Minghe jumped up, and the true energy of his left hand emerged out of thin air, like a solid vine, wrapping around a rock. The luck of his right hand came out, and the blade was covered by green light, blooming with green light, like flowing water.
Zhang Xing blurted out without hesitation:
"The people of the past have turned into phoenixes and left the Phoenix Tower here.
The phoenix is gone and never returns, and the white clouds remain empty for thousands of years.
Qingchuan is full of Liuhe trees, and the grass is luxuriantly blooming on Meizi Island.
Where is the Rimu Township Pass? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad. "
Xie Minghe said nothing. He finished writing on the stone with an embroidered knife and pen in his hand, but then stood under the rock and remained silent for a long time.
"Is it done?" Zhang Xing urged. "Can you let me go?"
"A good poem, but there are three phoenixes in a row, the words are repeated, and the meter is obviously broken." Xie Minghe hesitated for a moment, then looked back. "Would you like another song?"
"Sir, that's too much."
Zhang Xing was finally furious... He couldn't help but be angry, because he really couldn't remember Li Taibai's other song "Phoenix Stage"... so he quickly changed the topic.
“I know Mr. I put myself in their shoes and chose the best way to solve the problem. And what about Mr.? Mr. has all his skills and grievances. He can neither go against the overall situation of the north and the south nor stop his own fish and meat village, but he can only vent his anger on me. ...If Mr. Wang Chongxin, who is sitting peacefully on Jingting Mountain, knew this, he would probably laugh at you."
"So, between you and me, it's all my fault that you ransacked my house?" Xie Minghe finally lost his depressed state last night and started laughing while writing this seven-rhythm poem with a knife. .
"No, of course I am also wrong. My fault is that I know that the imperial court is excessively abusing the people of Jiangdong, but I am in the middle of the situation and I am weak and unable to resist. I can only paper it in time and go to Zunjiaji Take a handful from your nest and save the Valley of Time."
Zhang Xing answered confidently and confidently. "But Mr. Xie made more mistakes than me...
"First of all, Mr. Xie's fault is the same as mine. He knew it was the fault of the Wei Dynasty, but he couldn't resist.
"Secondly, the Wei Dynasty's abuse of Jiangdong was mainly to abuse the local people. The eight great families would eventually have enough money. If they were afraid of being tabooed by the court and did not provide relief, that would be fine. But Mr. Xie, as the leader of the eight great families in Jiangdong, Instead, he indulged his family members and added fuel to the fire, making it more difficult for the people of Jiangdong to make a living. It was just like putting one's head in the fire and one's feet in the ice... Isn't this a sin?
"Finally, there is Mr. Xie's own attitude. He is very capable, but he avoids everything, hiding left and right... as if he wants to ignore the world... But in fact, he still often visits Stone City in the middle of the night and cries secretly. Just like a woman, she lost some gold, silver and food at home, and after feeling a little angry, she still wants to show off her skills and play tricks on a person who has no power to resist, but she doesn't know what the use is of doing so."
Let's say that Zhang Xing just didn't want to continue composing poems at first, and wanted the other party to admit defeat and let him go. But for some reason, after finishing the sentence, he probably realized that the other party was not a corrupt person, but gradually became more confident, which was really a bit... Angry.
"Let's not talk about the first words for now, and I don't want to say the next words, because it is difficult to say after all." Xie Minghe was silent for a long time and asked seriously. "You said that my family has added fuel to the fire, making the people of Jiangdong feel like they are in dire straits. Do you have any evidence?"
"Does loan sharking count? Jiangdong's loan sharking is all done by manors under eight families. Zhenhuo Guan doesn't dare to do it for fear of violating the taboo of the Supreme Empress!" Zhang Xing retorted immediately, almost blurting out. "Nan Chen has forgotten that in the past twenty years, has your family ever stopped distributing the people's hard-earned wealth for even half a day?"
Xie Minghe was slightly startled.
"This is a big one, and I don't have time to fix it." Zhang Xing became more and more angry when he saw the other party's confused state, and continued to sneer. "One more thing, I planned to do it before I went on the trip... The imperial tax was harsh, the land was falsely reported, and the people were suffering. At this time, river banks, seaside tidal flats, and mountain pastures were the places where people picked wild vegetables and picked up aquatic products to survive. But in several counties east of the Yangtze River, who is surrounding this mountain to enjoy the scenery, and who is surrounding that beach to raise geese and cranes... Is this considered a virtuous thing?"
"Raising geese..."
"Of course I know what raising geese is for!" Zhang Xing scolded sternly. "It's for the elegance of practicing calligraphy! What's the purpose of raising cranes? I also know. Isn't it just because of the five hundred years of the Southern Dynasties that the cultural custom of using cranes to represent noble people has been formed. The aristocratic families want to use cranes to show off their face and drive away people. Isn’t this a trend? Isn’t that how Mr. Holding your head high and feeling sorry for yourself? I've already given you the shame by writing a poem to humiliate you! If I had known you were so shameless, I would have done nothing to save you, leaving you no place to cry when you came back!"
At this point, Zhang Xing's tone became extremely intense:
"The Eight Great Jiangdong Families are destined to perish. Sir, you should have known this a long time ago, but now that you have gotten an advantage, why are you pretending to be sour?!"
After finishing speaking in one breath, Zhang Xing looked at the opponent's knife as if green water was flowing across it. He was startled and naturally felt regretful. However, he had just cursed him, but he couldn't pretend to be timid, so he had to stand there with his hands held high. Head, chest and belly raised, as if disdainful.
But I didn’t dare to say another word.
On the other side, Xie Minghe sighed after hearing these words, but he just turned around and signed the poem with a knife - Brocade Clothes and White Ribbons, "Desperate Saburo Zhang Xingzuo".
After finishing writing, he threw the knife over again, then he puffed up his sleeves and clasped his hands and said:
"Zhang Sanlang said it well... There are some things that I have never thought about and it is my fault; but there are some things that I have thought about for a long time, but it is really difficult to change them for a while... Moreover, today we put aside these angry words and After all, it was you who insulted my family first, so you can’t say that I have completely lost my sense, right?”
Zhang Xing could only joke. How could he not know that he was the one who made the joke first?
"However, I am indeed a person who likes poetry and literary studies, which is why we have this fate of one night and one day." Xie Minghe smiled instead. "Okay, I've already noticed Zhang Sanlang's poetic spirit. If you write another poem for me, as long as it's not extremely bad... I'll not only let you go, but I'll also form a bond with you and take you there." Let’s have a drink at my house, worship Sanhui and Siyu together, and make a close friend.”
Zhang Xing heard this, thought for a long time, and suddenly asked: "How many years ago did Brother Xie start traveling far and wide all year round?"
"Shortly after the Chen Kingdom was destroyed...it has been twenty-one years." Xie Minghe sighed slightly. "I was younger than you at that time. It was here that I saw Yang Bin sailing south on a building boat, showing off his power like a river god, and then extinguished the last trace of his desire to fight."
"I remember that there were allusions in Jiangdong. One was a crane dance to pay tribute to an old friend, and the other was about watching chess and being beaten for hundreds of years?" Zhang Xing continued to ask.
"The former is an allusion to Huaibei and happened before the crossing to the south. The latter has similar legends all over the world." Xie Minghe continued to clasp his hands to answer. "How? Is the wording appropriate?"
"Brother Xie, if you can trust me and take me home, there is no need to hold a banquet, just buy wine, and then go directly to the ancestral hall and pray!" Zhang Xing didn't know that the other party had already walked down the steps, so he simply leaned over to pick it up. Wear a sword and face it slowly. "When our friendship is complete and the poems can be written, when I leave, my brother will not be able to eat anymore."
Xie Minghe nodded, stretched out his hand, and rose into the air. After a moment, he had returned to Jiangdong's mansion.
There, tensions were already rising, and when the Jinyi patrolmen who stayed here saw Zhang Xing returning together, they hurriedly sent someone to ask for inspection.
Unexpectedly, since the two people landed, they didn't care about the crossbows and weapons in the front yard. Instead, they went to the ancestral hall. Then, while the Xie family, Danyang officials, and Jinyi patrolmen who were nervously accompanying them were dumbfounded, they first faced the three They bowed three times to the golden pillars, bowed to each other on all sides, and bowed to each other again in the hall. Then they asked people to bring them wine, and each of them took a drink. It turned out that they made an acquaintance for eight times in public.
After the ceremony, Zhang Xinghu came to Qin Bao opposite, took out the white paper and hard charcoal pen that the patrolman carried with him, then wrote a poem on the spot, folded it, stuffed it into Xie Minghe's sleeve, and then said goodbye.
Seeing that Zhang Sanlang went out and told the officers and soldiers to stay away, Xie Minghe opened the paper, but there was no sound for the third time.
It turns out that even though the charcoal pen was scribbling hastily, a poem still came out:
"Bashan Chushui is a desolate place, abandoned for twenty-one years.
The nostalgic sky is like the poem of Xinghe, and when I go to the countryside, I look like a dead person.
Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.
I’ll write a poem for you today, to keep my spirits up with a glass of wine. "
Xie Minghe looked at it for a long time and suddenly moved his feet, but he couldn't help but burst into tears on the spot.
It also made the onlookers of the Xie clan even more horrified.
ps: Thank you Bachelor A for being so cute again, I am very grateful...and then continue to wish you all a happy future...it is really 2 in 1...good night everyone.
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