Chapter 4: The Beheading Poem

"Su ...... Su Wen, you assume this...... It's so, it's so! Xie Tianxing swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty for a long time, and loudly reminded Su Wen if he could not be so.

It's ridiculous to imagine the civil and military saints disappearing!

That's Wen Tianxiang, the symbol of the Chinese Empire!

Su Wen was unmoved, his eyes swept away, and finally settled on Yu Cheng, and said aloud: "As we all know, when Sage Wen Tianxiang Wen was trapped in Wulingpo, he had run out of ammunition and food, and if he was captured, there was no hope of recovery. Looking at the world at that time, the Song Dynasty was lost, and the courtiers could only support the little emperor to survive in the south. Facts have also proved that when the Wen Sage was lurking in Jiangxi, Lu Xiufu jumped into the sea with the little emperor in his arms, and the Zhao dynasty was soon destroyed by Kublai Khan. So, if before this, Wen Shengren was captured, then is there still the Song State, and is there the later Chinese Empire? ”

Everyone was silent.

It's not that they don't know this truth, but they never dare to imagine it like this.

Wen Tianxiang is their pride and soul, they have never assumed that there is no Wen Tianxiang, because it is he who has created the glory of the Chinese Empire, and they are unwilling to imagine the result without him in their hearts.

Now, the paper has been pierced by Su Wen, and he can only imagine it with his assumptions-

"Once Sage Wen is captured, without his ten years of birth and training in Jiangxi, there will naturally be no glory in China. At that time, China will inevitably fall into the hands of the Mongols, and foreign races will rule the whole of China. So, what will be the result of Wen Shengren? ”

After Su Wen finished talking about Huaxia's fate, he continued to lure everyone to imagine Wen Tianxiang's fate.

"It must not have been a good result."

Some students voiced their guesses.

Su Wen stopped smiling at this time, his face became stern, his eyes were foggy, as if he recalled the unbearable memory in the original history, his words had a trace of depression and loneliness, faint and pitiful: "Once captured, there are only three results." The first is to bow down to the Mongols. ”

"Nonsense!" Yu Cheng abruptly interrupted Su Wen's imagination, "Sage Wen is the champion of the Great Song Dynasty, the prime minister of the official residence, and he is born with a backbone, how could he surrender to the Mongols!" ”

"That's it, Su Wen, don't live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!" Xie Tianxing also lashed out, "Sage Wen is arrogant, how can he be a canine tooth of a different race." Su Wen, you bastard, to guess Sage Wen like this is simply the biggest insult to him! ”

Su Wen shrugged: "With what I know about Sage Wen, of course he will not surrender. Well, the Mongols could only imprison him. However, his name is too big, and he is also in trouble when he is imprisoned. In the end, the saint Wen only ended up being brutally killed by the Mongols. ”

It was Su Yuan's original history Wen Tianxiang who was killed, not the Wen Sage of this world.

However, because Su Wen has such a clear memory, it is very emotional to say, which makes people have to believe it, and even Yu Cheng was shocked when he heard it.

There was a sudden silence in the classroom.

"Su Wen, you are bold!" On the ground, Xie Tianxing shouted violently and accused Su Wen, "The sage of literature is both humanistic and martial, born a god, with a talent of ancient and modern, and a great talent, not to mention Kublai Khan, even if his ancestor Temujin is resurrected, he is not the opponent of the sage of Wen, only the end of bowing down to the minister." You dare to talk nonsense and belittle the saint Wen, what is your intention! ”

Su Wen shook his head: "I didn't belittle him, I admire Wen Tianxiang and Sage Wen very much." With his character, even if he is captured, he will definitely be able to stand firm. ”

Xie Tianxing snorted coldly: "You assume that Sage Wen is captured, which is the biggest insult and belittlement to him, with his talent, how can he be captured?" ”

Su Wen smiled silently, he couldn't say that he guessed that Wen Tianxiang of the Huaxia Empire was a traverser, otherwise history would be another process.

With a deep sigh, Su Wen said seriously: "Seriously, I really want to see a prime minister who writes touching and heartfelt poems about the past and present!" ”

"Beheaded-off poems? What guillotine poem? Yu Cheng frowned, unable to think of the origin of this word, let alone what it meant.

Xie Tianxing looked at Wen Shengyi and sneered: "Teacher, I know!" The so-called decapitated poems must refer to poems written before they were killed. Teacher, Su Wen is humiliating Sage Wen, even Sage Wen has to cut off his head, isn't this a great irony? Teacher, I suggest that we should criticize Su Wen's absurd and absurd thoughts! We have to sue the school leaders, ask them to punish Su Wen, and let him review it in front of the whole school. ”

Yu Cheng frowned, feeling that Xie Tianxing was too active today, and always wanted to use righteousness to oppress people, this is modern society, not the world of suppressing speech in ancient times, just talking, it is not a big crime.

On the contrary, Yu Cheng, as a lover of literature, can be said to be a second-year young man who has a strong curiosity about the guillotine poem proposed by Su Wen.

"Su Wen, what is the concept of the guillotine poem you are talking about?" Yu Cheng asked.

Su Wen shrugged: "The poem of the severed head, Xie Tianxing is right, it is the poem left before the head is killed." However, it is too general, and it should be viewed with the "poetry can be complained" in "The Analects of Yang Goods". ”

"Poetry can be resented?" Yu Cheng became interested.

Su Wen nodded and said, "Not only poetry, but also literature." Once you complain, then you will send affection. Sima Qian said in "Report to Ren Shaoqing" that King Wen acted in "Zhou Yi", Zhong Ni'e wrote "Spring and Autumn", and Qu Yuan, Sun Bin and Han Fei were all resentful because of physical suffering, so they wrote shocking works. Even Sima Qian himself was punished by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty because he was punished, so he worked hard to write the imperial masterpiece "Historical Records". He concludes that this is 'the work of a sage who is angry.' ”

The more Su Wen spoke, the smoother he became, spanning the past and the present, and clearly quoting ancient sentences, Yu Cheng was so surprised that he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, and those students who had not accumulated enough knowledge of literature and history were stunned.

Speaking of this, Su Wen was about to look up to the sky and laugh three times.

Goldfinger!

Post-crossing benefits.

In the past few days, he occasionally found that as long as he had seen something in his previous life, as long as he wanted to use it, he could search it out in his mind like a computer, spread it in front of his eyes, and let him grab it.

In order to verify this speculation, he thought of a huge amount of information in his mind these days, and sure enough, all this information jumped out one by one into words and appeared in his mind.

When there was such a big discovery, Su Wen's heart was surging and surging, and he was so excited that he almost screamed, and then he found out that this world was missing, and he was more confident in his future future, so he walked out of the house.

For example, the current situation, "Shiji" or something, he had read it through in his previous life, but he could not memorize his Chinese words, let alone be able to come to it when needed.

But now it's so smooth to say it, like reading it from a book!

This is the foundation of his development!

Yu Cheng didn't know Su Wen's ability, and after hearing the surprise, he looked curious, and said with great interest: "Su Wen, your reference to the decapitated poem is a little too vulgar, but I think your views and examples of 'poetry can be complained' are very insightful, and if it is written as a paper, it should be very valuable." ”

Su Wen smiled, noncommittal, and when Yu Cheng spoke, an article "Poetry Can Be Complained" appeared in his mind.

This is the literary theory of Qian Zhongshu in the previous life, sprinkled with thousands of words, and the side is full of references, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and full of talent, and this point of view could not be more thorough.

With his ability to recreate his memory, he could indeed write this article - well, copy it. But the accumulation of Pang Bo's knowledge of literature and history is really not something he can have at his current age. If you really take it out, you might think that he copied it from somewhere.

After a Chinese language class became like this, Yu Cheng, a young man in the second middle school, became more and more excited, forgetting about the previous education of Su Wen, and favored him more, and even said a few good words.

Seeing that the head teacher praised himself so much, Xie Tianxing was jealous, sat in his seat, and laughed in a dark voice: "What kind of decapitated poem, it's just a gimmick, it's just a mouth." Su Wen, you have talked so much, we still don't know what a decapitated poem is, and we don't know what kind of decapitated poem you said the sage of Wen wants to write. Can you tell us clearly? ”

Hearing this, Su Wen glanced at Xie Tianxing lightly and smiled: "Do you want to know what a guillotine poem is?" If you want to know, tell me earlier, how do I know if you don't tell me? If you want to know, I can still educate you. Well, I'll let you know what a guillotine is! ”

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