Winter passes and spring comes, and everything revives.
Yin Xiaoshuai left the restaurant in Yuntanglou, leaving only one poem behind.
Suddenly, a woman wearing strong swords and dragon scale armor came to Yuntang Tower. The woman was wearing a fang mask on her face and holding a wild goose feather sword. She looked like she was inside the imperial court. female bodyguard.
That's right, this woman's military code name is Chu Ci. No one knows her specific name.
I saw Chu Ci coming to the second floor of Yuntang Building. I took a closer look and saw that the wall of poems was filled with all kinds of poems and songs.
Suddenly, Chu Ci was not paying attention and was attracted by a poem. Yes, it was the poem Yin Xiaoshuai had just written.
Chu Ci couldn't help but sigh: "Wonderful, wonderful! This person must be a knowledgeable and cultivated person. Wang Er!"
"Hey, come on, come on, Miss Chu Ci, what are your orders?" Then the waiter hurried over.
"Wang Er, who wrote this poem?" Chu Ci pointed at the poem and said.
"Back to Miss Chu Ci, this is a poem written by Yin Xiaoshuai, a third-grade military attaché, General Dingyuan." The waiter hunched over and said submissively.
"General Dingyuan? Yin Xiaoshuai?" Chu Ci said, his expression condensed, and he suddenly seemed to remember something, and then asked, "Hey! Wang Er, is this person named Yin Xiaoshuai the same as Shu?" Yin Xiaoshuai, who will pacify Liaodong together with the king and encircle and suppress the bandit army?"
"Miss Chuci, I really don't know. I only know that he is a third-grade military attache. He seems to be a person of great dignity at first glance, so I don't dare to disturb him easily to write poems on this wall." The waiter said timidly.
"Very good, I've memorized this poem. I'll get to know Yin Xiaoshuai later." As soon as Chu Ci finished speaking, he took out a piece of white paper, picked up a pen and ink and wrote it down, and then immediately left Yuntang Building.
At this time, in Zhang Mansion.
Zhang Rengui was a fifth-rank official in the capital of the Hanyang Dynasty. People in the capital generally called him Zhang Yuanwai.
That afternoon, Zhang Yuanwai led several people to sit around in the courtyard of the mansion to discuss family matters.
Zhang Yuanwai sat in the Taishi chair due north, sitting upright.
Sitting beside Yuan Zhang was his daughter, the eldest daughter of the Zhang family, Zhang Haiyan.
Zhang Haiyan is wearing a chest-length skirt.
Behind Miss Zhang Haiyan stood two female guards wearing armor and carrying swords.
One of them is named Zhang Enyu, and the other woman's military codename is Mr. Na. Both of them give people a heroic feeling.
Suddenly, Chu Ci came to the Zhang Family Courtyard of the Zhang Mansion. He saluted immediately and said, "Sir, I just went to Yuntang Building and found a poem on the wall with extremely unexpected content. Later, I inquired and learned that the poem was actually written by Dingyuan General Yin Xiaoshuai, a third-rank military attache in the imperial court."
"Wait a minute, Chu Ci, is the Dingyuan General Yin Xiaoshuai you are talking about the same Yin Xiaoshuai who pacified Liaodong and wiped out the bandits?" Zhang Haiyan asked gently.
"Wait a minute, I seem to have some impression of the Dingyuan General Yin Xiaoshuai you are talking about. I heard from those first-class civil servants in the court that this man is superb in martial arts, military strategy, and proficient in siege techniques. Moreover, he We are also very good friends with the King of Shu." Zhang Rengui said in surprise.
"If there is such a thing, then this person is a strange person." Zhang Enyu, the guard with a knife, said.
"Wait, dad, I want to hear what the poem written by that Yin Xiaoshuai is like?" Zhang Haiyan immediately put her hands together and said in a very dignified voice.
So Chu Ci took out a piece of paper and read: "The white jade in the powder of the lotus petals is beautiful and should not be played with. When the swallows fly, the spring willows are like a dream, and there are no grasses anywhere in the world. There are swings in the wall and roads outside the wall, The beauty on the wall is smiling. When you don’t see me, I’m dancing and playing the music. Suddenly I look back and see the dimly lit place. It’s over!”
Zhang Haiyan tasted it carefully and couldn't help but said: "It feels like this poem is not like a poem written by a warrior. Especially when the swallows are flying, the spring willows are like a dream, and there is no fragrance anywhere in the world." Grass, it expresses this person’s beautiful feelings when he sees the cycle of life, the four seasons of the year, the passing of winter and the coming of spring. To be honest, this person should have always been relatively free and easy. At the same time, he must be good at using the art of war, knowing the weather, the right location, and life. , a person who plays freely. Moreover, he is also a person who lives a relatively free and easy life."
At this time, the maid next to Zhang Haiyan immediately asked: "Miss, tell me, who is this man named Yin Xiaoshuai? Do we need to send someone to find out about his family background and origin? Look at his Lushan Mountain true colors."
At this time, when Zhang Yuanwai heard this, he immediately took the note from Chu Ci's hand, glanced at it, tasted it carefully, and immediately couldn't help but sigh, and said: "Good words, indeed good words, in this sentence It is impossible to tell that the author of this poem is a military commander, just like this person is lurking in the abyss of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this person must be very good at hiding his true strength."
When Enyu heard this, he immediately said calmly: "Mr. Zhang, but having said that, the first impression this poem gave me is that it seems that the author did not express his love for the eldest lady, and other noble gentlemen and other nobles. Comparing the words written by various literati, it seems to me that this person named Yin Xiaoshuai hopes to place his emotions on nature, an emotion that is far away from the world and detached from the rest of us. Instead, he prefers to highlight his own emotions. a feeling of."
When Zhang Yuanwai heard this, he looked at the words on the paper in his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh! Why would a good scholar give up his pen and join the army?"
"Dad, I think this man named Yin Xiaoshuai should have no big problem. He just went to war unintentionally." Zhang Haiyan turned her head to look at Zhang Yuanwai and said politely.
"Sir, the information I got from the cabinet bachelors said that this man named Yin Xiaoshuai was favored by the emperor because he rescued the first-class civil servant Guo Shaohong, and was finally promoted to serve as General Pan Gangfeng's entourage. Because of this He is good at using military tactics and formations, and is extremely wise and courageous. Therefore, after this person joined the army of the King of Shu, he suppressed a series of rebellions in Liaodong, such as the bandits and bandits. It was an unstoppable journey. Now he is a third-grade military attaché. He also enjoys a considerable say in the court or the cabinet." Mr. Guard Na said in a loud voice.
"Dad, I want to have the opportunity to tentatively learn about everything around this person named Yin Xiaoshuai." Zhang Haiyan suddenly smiled and said.
"Child, I don't think these things are necessarily true. What is there to know about a military general? Since ancient times, warriors have all been fighting in Nanshan. In the history of China, people like Yue Fei and Han Shizhong ended up in idle positions in the imperial court. So, my dear daughter, I think this kind of person writes poems on a whim, but it is just a momentary whim. No, he really loves you, why not express it in his poems? Woolen cloth?"
Zhang Yuanwai spoke sincerely, and his eyes revealed his boundless emotion for the profound meaning of the poem.
"Dad, I think maybe this person is just like you said, lurking in the abyss, and is unwilling to express his love in person. Like other people's poems, they are generally very explicit, but he feels that love is Everything outside the body is one in nature." Zhang Haiyan said softly.
"Hahahahahaha, girl, you would really use the words your father said to compare this person. Perhaps, if possible, this kind of person is really a rare talent in our country. After all, His actions show that he is no ordinary person." Zhang Yuanwai said cheerfully.
When Chu Ci heard this, he immediately saluted and said, "Master Zhang, please rest assured that I will definitely help you collect more information about this Yin Xiaoshuai."
Enyu glanced at Chu Ci, then lowered his head and smiled quietly, also saluted, and said: "Master Zhang, I think this is the best! Another day our Zhang family will be at the Linghuatang Restaurant in the West Market Hold a poetry conference and invite literati from all walks of life as well as officials and ministers from the DPRK and China to hand over their own poems to the counter. If this Yin Xiaoshuai really has such a high standard, I don’t believe he can’t stand out.”
"Forget it, Zhang Huwei also has a lot of ideas. According to Enyu's intention, he wants me to choose an oiran for a poetry competition to see if Yin Xiaoshuai will stand out in this competition, right?"
Zhang Yuanwai put down the paper in his hand and looked at the guard Zhang Enyu.
At this time, the eldest lady Zhang Haiyan took the note from her father Zhang Yuanwai's hand, looked at the poem written by Yin Xiaoshuai in the note, and couldn't help but sigh: "Perhaps, he must have many secrets that others don't know. "
Zhang Haiyan then looked at Yin Xiaoshuai's signature in the second half of the poem, with a look of expectation in her eyes.
Indeed, at this moment, Yin Xiaoshuai was sitting alone at the window of a restaurant, drinking a small drink and looking at the bright moon in the sky.
It was already late at night, and Zhang Haiyan came to her study room. There was a maid named Bingxi who was helping her grind ink. Zhang Haiyan lightly touched the ink with the brush in her hand and wrote this paragraph on the paper.
"The moon is dim and the clouds are hazy. The general is marching on the road, don't ask about acquaintances. The night wind touches the curtain, but the song is always there. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will live up to my love."
After Miss Haiyan finished writing this paragraph, she gently put down the brush. The maid on the side took a closer look and said involuntarily: "Miss, why did you write this paragraph?"
"Bingxi, tell me, there are so many men in this world who are pursuing me, but tell me, how many of them are sincere?" Miss Haiyan said to the maid Bingxi.
"Miss, you might as well think about it this way. You are just looking for a partner in this process, and in this process, you will meet all kinds of people, all of whom you must meet. Relying on a poem or song cannot prove how well-educated a person is. It’s just like a young lady passing by this village and finding that the food in this village is delicious. As a result, when she went to the next village, she found even better things. But, young lady, you can Don't worry, the boat will find its way to the bridge, and the right person will always appear in your life." Maid Bingxi said happily.
"Bingxi, you are just as smart as my father said. It seems that our Zhang family made the right choice when they hired you."
"Hehe, wherever, miss, it's what we maids should do to solve your problems."
The maid Bingxi had just finished speaking.
Zhang Haiyan touched the hair on her forehead and muttered: "Yin Xiaoshuai, Xiaoshuai!?"
to be continued.
