Chapter 82: Confucianism
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The two walked to the quiet room on the side and sat down, and the fat businessman glanced back at Zhou Ning, and then closed the door. The two chatted and chattered.
Du Shisan talked with the fat businessman for about a tea time, Zhou Ning didn't deliberately listen to it, only vaguely heard a few words such as "Xue Huaiyi" and "White Horse Temple", didn't care, poured himself another glass of wine, and drank it all.
After a while, the fat businessman got up to say goodbye and left in a hurry.
Only then did Du 13 return to his seat, apologize, toast each other, drank not a drop of wine, and shouted: "Good wine, it is really good wine." Ha, comfortable. ā
Zhou Ning smiled: "If Brother Du wants it, I have some here, and I'll bring it to you in a few days." ā
Du Shisan bowed his head slightly and said with a smile: "Alas! If I stay in Yangzhou in the future, it will be for Zhongdao's glass wine. It's just that Zhongdao has to save some wine from today onwards, otherwise I'm afraid that in a few days, there will be no more such fine wine to feed the wine worms in my stomach. ā
Seeing that Zhou Ning was a little puzzled, Du Shisan was stunned and asked, "Don't Zhongdao know?" As early as two days ago, the Holy Lord ordered a ban on alcohol in the six counties of Jiangnan, banning the people from drinking alcohol, and leaving the liquor of the officials alone. At the same time, increase the tax rice, three liters of tax per mu, I am afraid that in the next year in the Jiangnan only Qinglou can have wine to serve guests, Zhongdao This kind of wine is very strong, I am afraid that the cost of food is not a few, and it will be unsustainable under the ban on wine. ā
Zhou Ning nodded, he knew that Du Shisan's words were true, in ancient times, every year of disaster, the imperial court would start to ban alcohol, prohibiting folk winemaking, not to mention this kind of spirit, he couldn't say that his wine was imported from modern time and space, so he had to make a haha and perfunctory.
Both of them are good drinkers, and after drinking a few bowls in a row, Du Shisan is still not very accustomed to the intensity of Wuliangye, and a trace of blush has appeared on his face.
But this guy's demeanor is excellent, even if he is a little drunk, he is still beautiful and elegant.
Zhou Ning felt the lazy warmth that came because of the wine, and asked, "Brother Du, I came to you today, in addition to bringing you wine, I also want to ask you one thing." ā
Du 13 was stunned and said: "Zhongdao just asks, one person and two brothers, Xiao Du, I naturally have to answer all questions." ā
Zhou Ning said: "I can vaguely perceive the literary qi in my body, but I still don't know how to use it, so that I can use Confucian skills like Lord Ouyang, and even use poetry in battle?" ā
Du Mu said angrily: "Zhongdao, you are asking the right person, although Xiao Du and I are only half-Confucian cultivators, but I still know a little about this." Confucianism is different from other schools, if you want to practice Confucianism and Taoism, you must first have enough literary energy, and when the literary atmosphere is sufficient, you can unite the heart of Confucianism, and then build a literary palace. ā
Zhou Ning was surprised: "The heart of a Confucian?"
Du Shisan bowed his head and said: "That's right, the heart of Confucianism is divided into the heart of benevolence, the heart of the blue blood pill, and the heart of the child...... There are no less than dozens of kinds, my Confucian heart is quite rare 'Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart', a Confucian cultivator must first have a Confucian heart of his own, if there is no condensation of Confucianism, even if his reputation is high, no matter how high the literary talent, it is only to get its shape, not its god, destined to not be able to step into the way of Confucianism. ā
Du Shisan said, patted Zhou Ning's shoulder, and said: "With Zhongdao's literary talent, as long as you do more poetry and painting, accumulate talent, and condense into the heart of Confucianism and Taoism, it is a sure thing, no need to worry." ā
After a pause, he said: "In addition to doing more poetry and painting, if you can get fame, you can also absorb a lot of literary energy, ha, Li Xunhuan, who is now ranked third on the Qianlong list, is the Confucian heart that was condensed after taking the examination to understand the yuan, but now in this world, it doesn't matter if you don't take the fame......
Du Shisan snorted, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.
To test the fame, I'm afraid I am not this material. Zhou Ning smiled bitterly and nodded, it seems that he is missing the heart of a Confucian, after all, he is a visitor from another time and space who has entered randomly, if he can have the heart of a Confucian, it would be a strange thing. It seems that I want to take the time to participate in a few more literary meetings, and by the way, copy some poems and songs to improve the literary tone.
Du Shisan drank a few more glasses of wine and continued: "With Zhongdao's current temperament, he should be able to barely perform some Confucianism without the heart of a Confucian. Well, now that I'm free, I'll teach you a few gadgets, such as this poem: The screen Zhou Fang paints a slender waist, and the blue color of the old Dan is half sold. Leaning on the jade window, the haired girl is still jealous and coquettish. Ha, look! This kind of poetry that writes people must bear a seal of wisdom. ā
Du 13 slowed down his movements, held his thumb in the palm with four fingers, and then held the index finger of his left hand in front of his chest with his right fist, and made a handprint.
The corners of Zhou Ning's mouth twitched slightly, this set of handprints is not much different from the handprints of Tian Wen summoning Li Guang before, except for the follow-up actions, it seems that the handprints of the war poems are indeed regular. It's just that Du Shisan's battle poems are too embarrassing, right?
Du Shisan waved his hand, and the woman's figure suddenly disappeared in the smoke, and said: "There is also a kind of war poem to write the scene to use the handprint. This kind of war poetry can be used to trap people and form formations. This kind of poetry requires a lot of literary tone, and the most famous is Yuan Zhen's "When the Day Comes to Hard", which is a compound war poem, which can be regarded as a slightly difficult. ā
Du 13 put his right hand on his left hand, and the two thumbs touched, forming a lotus-like handprint, and chanted: "It will be difficult to walk in the coming day." There is a han in front and a pit in the back. Girder side, trabecular tilting. The two shafts are twisted together, and the two wheels are supported by each other. The big cow is vertical, and the small calf is horizontal. The black pecks the back of the cow, and the feet are strong. It's hard to do that day. Although Taihang is dangerous, the danger can be peaceful. The axle is self-flexing, and the restraint is non-stop. The mud grows for a long time, and thorns grow. It must not be done, it is better not to do it. ā
Zhou Ning was very impressed by this battle poem, which was used by Tian Wen that day.
Zhou Ning only felt stiff, as if he had fallen into a swamp, and this feeling of stagnation was three points stronger than the battle poem that Zhitian Wen performed that day.
Immediately afterwards, Du Shisan introduced a few simpler battle poems, and Zhou Ning wrote them down one by one, and then experimented one by one when he had time.
Without asking any more questions, the two drank a few more glasses, and Du Shisan suddenly looked towards the window and reached out to take a paper wild goose flying from the window.
There was a letter hanging under Hongyan, Du Shisan opened the letter, read it at a glance and ten lines, and immediately said: "It seems that I can't be idle today, my grandfather wants me to visit Ouyang Junshou to test whether he is cheating, hey, with the treacherous of this old horseman, it is very likely, Zhongdao wants to go together?" ā
Visiting Ouyang Xiu?
Zhou Ning was slightly stunned, and then suddenly remembered that Ouyang Xiu was assassinated yesterday and was unconscious. Immediately nodded in agreement.