Xin Yi smiled. She looked at Du Yunzhi, she hadn't seen her for a long time, and the man's face was frosty, the white scholar's skin was white, there was more green stubble, and although the hemp gray ramie shirt was clean, it was still shabby and floating.

"It seems that after going out of Xinfu, the life of the scholar is not comfortable. Xin Yi couldn't help but blurt out.

No matter what the grievances between her and Du Yunxin are, Du Yunzhi is a respectable gentleman.

Du Yunzhi said: "Although he said that he was a thousand words, he was unwilling to sell calligraphy and painting for his livelihood." I would never like to insult my Tao and the way of the book for the sake of five buckets of rice. My sister has complained about me several times, but as long as there is a life, I don't want to do this. ”

"Don't see Sister Ling?" Xin Yi did not call "Yun Xin" as before, but called "Sister Ling" politely and coldly.

Du Yunzhi naturally heard this alienation, and his eyes flashed: "A while ago, the summer rain was surging, and the grass house leaked. Ling Mei was busy mending the roof and didn't have time to see the girl. ”

"Caolu?leaking rain?" Xin Yi seemed to smile, "The scholar has to be resented by Ling Mei." ”

Du Yunzhi didn't defend himself, but just coughed twice: "Sister Ling once offended Miss Xin." So far, we are to blame. Miss Xin, don't make jokes about me. ”

"That's it. Old things Moti. Xin Yi changed the subject without a trace, "Since the scholar said that he came with a pen, he must have understood the meaning of that notice." ”

Du Yunzhi also solemnly colored, sat upright and said: "Chang'an Fengyun, I have heard of it below. Miss Xin learned the emperor's holy praise, which made her admire. However, the Wang family's poetry gift is the real life and death link. Five days have passed since the ten-day period. Miss Xin's notice is a game-breaking move. ”

"Not bad. A poem and a daughter, survive in death. Xin Yi smiled and nodded. motioned for Du Yunzhi to continue.

"There are rumors on the streets of Chang'an, saying that the poem of the notice is too big. However, the girl's original intention was not in the poem, but in the poem of a thousand gold, leading to the word of a thousand gold, leading to the next, this word of a thousand gold. ”

"Not bad. When the scholar arrives, the crisis is solved. Xin Yi bowed, "The people don't understand." The notice was not for ordinary people, but for scholars. I believe that with the promise made by Childe when he left, as long as he heard this notice, he would understand what I meant, and he would be able to come to my door and help me. ”

At the beginning, Xinfu was in a deep crisis, Du Yun's heart was in a hurry to leave, Xin Yi finally calculated the salary, and gave a mule cart, neat and refreshing, did not leave a word for the Du family brothers and sisters, which made Du Yunzhi grateful.

"If Miss Xin is called, I will come with a word. ”

Du Yunzhi left this promise when he left. Therefore, Xin Yi borrowed Yu Jue to think of the game-breaking chess, the key is this past grievance, it is this scholar.

"Miss Xin doesn't have to be polite. I'm one of Du Yun's daughters. If you want to write something, ask the girl to speak. Du Yunzhi clenched the wolf's hair, and the scorching brilliance burst out between his eyebrows.

"In the next, a thousand words, a famous scholar. A book of wolves can alarm the ghosts and gods to cry. With a wave of Mobao, he summoned the Kunlun Immortals. This is my way, the way of the book. ”

The scholar who was still depressed and cold in the past is suddenly different. is obviously just holding a pen in his hand, but he controls the royal power of mountains and rivers, and there are thousands of troops and horses.

Only such a person can help Xin Yi and win this game of death.

Xin Yi also smiled confidently, she took a piece of rice paper, and started with "Break the bamboo, continue the bamboo, fly the soil, chase the meat", which is the title of the poem prescribed by Zheng Siying.

followed by a few lines of small letters, which are Xin Yi's poems with this theme -

"Cut the bamboo first, then connect the two ends. After loading the earth pills, the end shoots birds and beasts. ”

There was a brief silence in the building.

Du Yunzhi's eyes blinked a few times, put the rice paper under his eyelids, and confirmed that he didn't look at the flowers, before he spoke in a daze: "...... Miss Xin...... You did it...... Poetry?"

"Exactly. Five words. Xin Yi nodded without surprise.

Du Yunzhi felt that beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead: "...... Miss Xin...... Forgive me for being rude...... This can't be called poetry at all...... Any yellow-haired child on the street can make a ...... This...... It's almost an explanation......"

Du Yunzhi bumped and bumped, sweat beads. The few lines in front of me that purely "annotate" the title not only cannot be called poetry at all, but also have no basic rhetoric.

If you say that taking this out as a national gift, it will not only slap Xin Yi's face, but almost the entire Great Wei ancestor will be beaten out of the grave.

Seeming to be very satisfied with Du Yunzhi's reaction, Xin Yi smiled, and his eyes flashed with slyness: "Don't you think that this level can ensure that the Southern Barbarian can understand?"

"But even if you take care of the southern part of Xinjiang, what about yourself? This national ceremony is in full view, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are staring at it. If Miss Xin falls off the level by half a word, she will be scolded by those rotten Confucians. Du Yunzhi raised his tone, "At that time, the impeachment of 'insulting the sages and arrogance' in the chapter was up, but Miss Xin didn't shout injustice. ”

However, Xin Yi was still calm, Du Yun was anxious, and added half a sentence: "Miss Xin." This game is a dead end! You have the way to survive in southern Xinjiang, but it is a dead end at your own doorstep!"

"Invite the scholar to come, isn't it a dead end to a life road?" Xin Yi sneered and laughed, "Poems can be read, read, and recited, can't you read them?"

"Look?" Du Yun was stunned.

"Not bad. A glance at a horizontal, everything can be seen. Those rotten people are not blind, and they know whether they look good or not. Xin Yi's bright eyes suddenly burst out with confidence, "If you say that you insult the sages, the coquettish has a long history, and the calligraphy is also broad and profound?"

Du Yunzhi trembled, and his eyes lit up inch by inch. Xin Yi stood up and held up the piece of rice paper, like a sword, and the cold sword light reflected her eyebrows.

"With this poem in the vernacular, I respect the southern Xinjiang and pray for the two countries to reconcile!

Coquettish.

Not only poems, but also words (Note 1). Not only flat rhetoric, but also horizontal and vertical skimming. There are seven-word quatrains, and there are also small seals in official books.

Therefore, the "poem" is given to southern Xinjiang, and the "word" is used to serve the ministers. This, killing two birds with one stone, life and death change.

"Wonderful! wonderful!" Du Yunzhi figured out the key, a little more excited than Xin Yi, and hurriedly rummaged through the book basket and filled the ground.

"The scholar is a thousand words. How to show the thousand-year-old culture of my Central Plains in these two short crosses, plug the stinky mouths of those officials, and find a way out for me to survive. Scholar, please. ”

Xin Yishu solemnly colored. Bowing deeply to Du Yunzhi, his hands almost touched his knees, a gentleman's courtesy, and he entrusted him with his life.

Du Yunzhi's face was also full of solemnity, he understood the weight of Xin Yi's "please", and he also understood that it was a pursuit of the pinnacle of calligraphy.

"Rest assured, girl. Yun Zhi does not fail in his mission. ”

Du Yunzhi took a deep breath and saluted Xin Yi in return, his back was almost bent, and the small peak-like wolf in the book basket was like a divine halberd under the sunlight.

Two crosses, the extreme of words, the opportunity of life.

The sixth day of the ten-day period. Du Yunzhi lived in Xinfu. Locked himself in the library. I saw boxes of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones being sent in, but I didn't see the man stepping out of the door half a step.

The seventh day of the ten-day period. Du Yunzhi still didn't show his face. Waste rice paper was piled up at the door.

The eighth day of the ten-day period. The door to the library is closed. I could hear Du Yun's roar, like madness.

The ninth day of the ten-day period. There was no movement in Xinfu. The excerpt of the Wang family's impeachment has been prepared, and Chang'an has begun to regret that Miss Xin has no talent to learn and lost her life in vain.

The tenth day of the ten-day period. Last day. Xin Mansion was lifeless.

The envoys of Tubo and Nanzhao set off to return to China and bid farewell to Emperor Wei in the Linde Palace. At the same time, the Wang family's recital was sent to the imperial case, and Wang Jian knelt in front of the emperor and impeached the Xin family for "arrogance and insulting the national style".

exegesis

1. Coquettish: The wind refers to the "National Style" in the "Book of Songs", and the "Lisao" written by Qu Yuan refers to the "Lisao", which is used by later generations to refer to literature. Literature includes poetry, but also calligraphy (the "book" of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting), that is, the way of words. Poetry, poetry itself, is literature, and calligraphy, which transcribes verses, is also literature. This is Qingqing's way to break the game.