Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Story of Autumn Scenes

Yang Yilin saw Zheng Xiaowen walking back and forth on the path between the flowers, and he felt that her beauty was the fairy in his heart!

He saw her suddenly look at the flowers, suddenly think, and then chant poetry, and he looked at it, and just wanted to go up and hug her at once, and give her a kiss that he loved most!

The more Yang Yilin is with Zheng Xiaowen, the more he can find that Zheng Xiaowen has endless brilliance, which makes him love Zheng Xiaowen more and more, and now, it is so deep that he can't get out of this beautiful and secluded valley in his life.

In fact, Zheng Xiaowen neither likes to observe people, nor does she cling, she is a very ordinary person. It was only because she was beautiful, smart in learning, and talented that Qiao Xiang fell in love with her, and he has been chasing her without hesitation for so many years.

Qin Zixi and Yang Yilin are the same as Qiao Xiang, once they fall in love with Zheng Xiaowen and want to leave, it is not as easy as falling in love with her! This is not Zheng Xiaowen's business, it is Qiao Xiang, Qin Zixi, and Yang Yilin who love Zheng Xiaowen too deeply and can't find a way out!

At this moment, Zheng Xiaowen had just finished writing poems and chanting poems in the East Garden, and she suddenly remembered the story of Su Shi's miscriticism of chrysanthemum poems.

I thought: The great writer Su Dongpo and the prime minister of the dynasty Wang Anshi, the two of them were like children, in order to prove that after the chrysanthemum bloomed, the petals fell, or the petals dried up on the branches and did not fall, they actually quarreled on the tip of the pen.

Who knows, this trivial matter in private, when the prime minister of the dynasty actually finished a pen battle with a big writer and fought a political battle, the big officials could rectify the small officials very lightly. The great writer Su Dongpo beat this poetry battle, cough, he was defeated in Huangzhou!

Zheng Xiaowen thought about this storyline, and couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Yilin heard the laughter, he said with a smile as he walked towards Zheng Xiaowen: "Xiaowen, I'm so happy to enjoy the flowers and poetry, what do you think of, laughing so happily?"

"Do you know the story of Wang Anshi degrading Su Dongpo to Huangzhou for two chrysanthemum poems?" Zheng Xiaowen asked Yang Yilin with a smile.

"I know that Su Dongpo once lived in Huangzhou, and I have never heard of chrysanthemum poetry. I think you're so ridiculous, this story must be funny, tell me about it. Yang Yilin said.

Zheng Xiaowen took it seriously and said, "Okay, listen carefully."

"One day, Wang Anshi wrote: 'The west wind passed through the garden last night, blowing down the yellow flowers and covering the ground with gold. After these two verses, he felt sleepy and went to sleep.

At this time, Su Dongpo came to visit, and he was walking around in the study, waiting for Wang Anshi. Suddenly, his eyes swept to the two lines of poems written by Wang Anshi, he stepped forward to take a look, only to feel that the poetry written by Wang Anshi was wrong eight hundred miles away, and he was awkward, and he muttered to himself in his heart:

"You old king knows a piece of dung, how can there be a chrysanthemum petals? You are just making things up!

Su Dongpo was awkward, he didn't think about the consequences, and he wrote down the two lines of poems written by Wang Anshi just now: 'Autumn flowers are not better than spring flowers, and the poet said carefully. ’

After Su Dongpo finished writing these two poems, he couldn't wait for Wang Anshi, so he left.

Wang Anshi woke up to the study, saw that his poem had two more sentences, at first glance it was Su Shi's pen style, and then looked at the poetry, so angry that he slapped the table and said angrily:

"Okay, you Xiao Su, you are lonely and unheard, you don't even know about the petals after the chrysanthemum blooms and fails, you kid doesn't know, and you dare to write poems to ridicule and confront me!

"I see, if I don't give you Su Dongpo a thousand miles to push, you kid won't know that Ma Wangye is three-eyed! Tomorrow, I will push your Xiao Su to Huangzhou, so that you can take a good look at whether the chrysanthemum falls or not!

"The next morning, Wang Anshi presented a chapter to the emperor, and demoted Su Dongpo to Huangzhou.

"Su Dongpo went to Huangzhou to take a look, wow! How did you do it? Why did the chrysanthemums here fall petals? Babble, or the old king is right, the same thing in this world, and the ending is like this! This is called: I don't know if I don't look at it, and I will understand it when I see it!

Su Dongpo saw the chrysanthemum petals in Huangzhou, and he suddenly realized the real reason for being demoted. ”

When Zheng Xiaowen said this, she looked at Yang Yilin: "I'm done." She stopped talking and laughed.

When Yang Yilin listened to this story, he kept snickering.

Zheng Xiaowen talked about 'kid' twice, Yang Yilin paid attention to Zheng Xiaowen twice, Zheng Xiaowen smiled after speaking, and Yang Yilin also laughed.

Yang Yilin said: "Who used the topic to make up this story? It looks like a book, right? Don't believe it, there is no such thing!"

"You think, Wang Anshi is the prime minister, a great politician, and a writer, and he must have a broad mind.

"Su Shi, a great writer, calligrapher, and painter of a generation, how can he have such a small heart? Besides, he may not know that chrysanthemums in some places will fall petals. ”

Zheng Xiaowen couldn't help but smile and said: "Then, Wang Anshi's love for chrysanthemums and chrysanthemum poems are true, and Su Dongpo's chrysanthemum and chrysanthemum poems are also true, what I can't figure out is, why did the author make up this story out of nowhere?"

"Oh, I know, it may be like this: Wang Anshi and Su Dongpo are both famous big figures, great poets, and great poets in the Song Dynasty, and they both love chrysanthemums. As for this author, he also loves chrysanthemums and writes chrysanthemum poems.

It's just that this author wrote a chrysanthemum poem in his book, and he was afraid that no one would appreciate it, so he named the chrysanthemum poem he wrote with the name of a big man, and used a humorous and witty story genre to express the chrysanthemum poetry he wrote. In this way, his poems became famous all over the world.

"Yilin, did you say what I said?"

Zheng Xiaowen didn't wait for Yang Yilin to reply, she said again: "Oh, by the way, there is another possibility, that is, the author wants to be silent with Youwang and Su to add color to his own works!"

Yang Yilin saw that Zheng Xiaowen was looking at him after speaking, so he teased her and said: "Then who knows, even if we know Feng Menglong (1), we are not present in this matter, who can say clearly!"

(1) Feng Menglong: a native of the Ming Dynasty. Author of "Cautionary Tales". In the book, there is a story of a batch of chrysanthemum poems Su Shi being demoted to Huangzhou.

As soon as Zheng Xiaowen heard Yang Yilin talk about Feng Menglong, she said in her heart: Oh, I amused him for a long time, it turns out that he knows the source of this story!

She smiled and suddenly remembered another question in her heart, she asked, "Yilin, have you ever seen that after the chrysanthemum blooms and fails, all the petals fall to the ground?"

"No, I haven't seen it. Yang Yilin shook his head and said.

Zheng Xiaowen also wanted to tease Yang Yilin again, she said: "I haven't seen a chrysanthemum that will fall petals, otherwise, let's go to Huangzhou to have a look? But, I don't know where the Huangzhou that Su Dongpo went to is? You know so much, you must know." ”

Zheng Xiaowen knew in her heart that Yang Yilin would definitely not know where Huangzhou was in history, so she laughed first after she finished speaking.

Yang Yilin laughed, and he said affectionately to Zheng Xiaowen:

"Anyway, we don't know where Huangzhou is in history, so let's not look at the fallen chrysanthemums. We have also done our own chrysanthemum poems, and we have also sung them, and we have also told the story of chrysanthemums by using the topic, and I have heard them all, so now let's look at the autumn garden in front of us.

"You see that the autumn flowers in this garden are blooming so well, and there are so many stump bonsai with different shapes, especially these pile scenes, I think, making bonsai requires a wonderful idea, it is too laborious, so many ready-made shapes in front of you, this look at it and learn?

"Today, I have to watch carefully and study hard, you have to be my tour guide, how about it?"

Zheng Xiaowen was happy when she heard this, she applauded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the garden now!

"Okay, I'll follow you to the garden!" I announce, now the garden tour begins!" Yang Yilin said happily.

Zheng Xiaowen really took Yang Yilin and began to watch the flowers in the East Garden, she was guided in front, and Yang Yilin followed her to watch, in this two-person world, it was another kind of comfort and warmth.

The two walked in the garden, watching, talking, praising and conveying love......