Chapter 441: Good Poetry

Zhu Gaochi quickly whipped his horse, and finally arrived at Yingtian in the middle of the month, and before he had time to rest, the dog came to the county king's mansion and said that His Majesty announced that he had come to see him, and Zhu Gaochi went to Ouchi non-stop.

Next to the Qianqing Palace, I was slightly surprised to find that the second and third children were there.

and secretly heartbroken.

The father and emperor are in such a hurry to announce that we three brothers, is it to prepare to make a decision on the matter of the establishment of the prince first, Zhu Gaochi has a bad premonition in his heart, the establishment of the prince and the elder, if it is to establish himself, it seems that there is no need to ventilate.

Could it be that his father wants to set up a second child?

On second thought, it's not right either.

If you want to establish the second child, during the illness of his father, he should be the one who governs the country, why is it the third child who governs the country.

Do you want to set up a third child?

This is even more surprising.

Zhu Gaochi was a little dazed.

It's not just him.

The two brothers, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, were also at a loss, and they were also cold.

The father has not seen his courtiers these days, and as soon as the boss arrived in Yingtian today, he announced that the three brothers were summoned to meet him, which was not to make it clear that he was waiting for the boss to come back and then announce a big event.

This posture is obviously the rhythm of the boss being the prince.

After the three brothers smiled and asked for warmth, they fell silent, and then led by the dog eunuch to the palace where the emperor lived temporarily, the dog stood at the door, pushed the door open, bowed, and made a gesture of invitation, "Three highnesses, please." ”

The three of them were surprised again.

The dog brought everyone here, but he didn't go in to report, so he let the three brothers go in directly, this is not etiquette, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the father?

The three of them entered the room nervously, looking at the two men next to the table, dumbfounded.

What is the situation?

There was a man at the table, dressed in a yellow robe.

Get on your knees.

His face was sincere and frightened, as if he was living against his sin.

The three brothers were all petrified, and they didn't know what was happening, and the scene in front of them made them incomprehensible.

……

……

The sky is blue.

The sun is just right.

Nearly noon, the sky was high and the sun was white, and the clouds were drifting.

Yanguan Town, above the embankment.

In the prime area of watching the tide of the first line, Sai Hazhi and the others quickly set up the tables and chairs, put the pastries, and then retreated to the side with a group of Nanzhen Fusi's tiqi, pressed the knife on the side, and guarded the people watching the tide.

Flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife.

The end is mighty and domineering.

In the circle within the Nanzhen Fusi Tiqi, there are eleven women such as Suo Qiuna, all dressed in energetic clothes, everyone is silent, and their faces are solemn and murderous.

Dusk and Suachena stood side by side, looking into the distance.

There was a faint sound of waves.

Suawana looked nervous and excited.

When I came to Daming, when I read the poems of Su Xian, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, I read this sentence: August 18 tide, spectacular world.

It is talking about the tide of the Qiantang River.

Coincidentally, I read the masterpiece of another poet in the Song Dynasty: the white rainbow walked in the flat sand, and the jade cup was empty in Yaotai. The bottom of the Qingjiang River is shaken on a sunny day, and the waves are rising and falling in the evening day.

It is also said that the Qiantang River is tidal.

Not only that, Suo Qiuna has seen the description of the tide of the Qiantang River in many poems, and as a person who grew up in the Western Regions, she is full of longing for the tide of the Qiantang River.

Although these poems are actually average, even Su Xian's sentence is not amazing.

But she still wanted to see it for herself.

Standing with his hands in his hands at dusk, he asked Suo Qiuna with a smile: "It's been more than a year since I came to Daming, in your heart, among the scenes you are most looking forward to in this splendid mountain and river, what is the tide of the Qiantang River?" ”

Suo Qiuna thought for a moment and said honestly: "Actually, the ranking is relatively low. ”

Dusk was surprised, "Why?" ”

The magnificence of the tide of the Qiantang River is rare in the entire territory of the Ming Dynasty, and it can only be ranked behind, so what kind of wonder should the other scenes that Suo Qiuna is looking forward to?

Suo Qiuna stroked the willow temples that had been blown away by the wind, "Because in the poem, it is not the most beautiful." ”

Dusk sighed, "Tell me about it." ”

Suo Qiuna pondered for a long time, "I want to go to see Qingcao Lake in Longyang County, well, I must go to see it at night, and if I want to go boating on the lake, there must be a night full of stars, because I want to experience the beautiful dream of 'drunk and don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and suppresses the galaxy'." ”

Dusk nodded, "Vision." ”

This poem comes from the late Tang Dynasty poet Tang Wenru, and it is also his only work that has been passed down to later generations, "Qingcao Lake in Longyang County".

The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight.

When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

The verses are beautiful.

And the talent is amazing, very bit of the romantic atmosphere of Tang Li Bai, Suo Qiuna said "I don't know the sky is in the water when I am drunk, and the boat is full of dreams and pressing the galaxy", with only 14 characters, outlining a beautiful picture of the galaxy hanging in the sky with the moon and the reflection on the quiet lake.

The beauty of its artistic conception can be ranked among the top three in the long river of poetry and books for 5,000 years.

Personally, Twilight considers it deservedly the number one.

It is probably comparable to a certain sentence in King Teng's preface.

Suo Qiuna said: "Actually, I still want to see the sea, in the dark of night, sitting on the white sand, watching the clear white sand falling in the fingers, looking up at the sky and the sea, in the darkness, suddenly a round of white jade plate jumped out of the water, taste the beautiful scenery of the world that 'the moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time'." ”

Dusk couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of my heart: "The beauty of poetry lies in this. ”

Suo Qiuna also said: "The Central Plains culture is really enviable, I only hate that I am not a Ming person in this life." ”

Dusk laughs.

A sense of pride comes naturally.

Suo Qiuna continued: "I also want to go to Tengwang Pavilion to see the quiet lake where the autumn water is long, the sunset and the lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is long and the sky is the same color. ”

Dusk really served, "How much do you love Central Plains culture?" ”

Suakuna smiled embarrassedly.

continued: "There are many places I want to go, I want to see 'a remnant sun in the water, half a river and half a red river', I also want to see the lonely scenery of 'lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow', and I also want to see how 'the spring river tide is even with the sea, and the bright moon and tide on the sea' are lonely and overwhelm the whole Tang Dynasty, and I also want to see if there are 3,000 feet in the 'flying stream straight down 3,000 feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days'. ”

"I don't know if it's 3,000 feet, I just pity the mother and daughter of the incense burner and purple smoke, and I seriously suspect that our poet was watching the waterfall while driving." ”

Akina: "......"

Dusk looked surprised, "You don't know? The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, a good girl, but our poet wrote out the boudoir affairs, and even her daughter was famous for eternity. ”

Akina: "......"

Speechless.

It's shameless that you interpret a good poem like this.

That said, What does it mean to drive?

I didn't dare to think about it, for fear that this dirty official would say something even more embarrassing, so I asked him: "What about you, what is your favorite poem?" ”

At dusk, I thought for a moment, "Stop and sit in love with the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves are red in February." ”

No one is convinced, so I will take this one.

It's a good poem.

Is Frost Leaf Really Frost?

Why are frost leaves red?

It means a lot.

Suo Qiuna looked dazed, although this poem is good, but it is not enough to become a reader's favorite poem, as the nephew of the first Huang Guan of the six poems, the big officials only like this one, which is quite puzzling.

In front of them, a man who was sitting and waiting for the tide to come turned around and couldn't hide his smile, "Don't listen to him, he's reading the verses to tease you, this poem is actually very good." ”

Men understand those two words.

Ancient and modern millennium, there are many good poems, in the chat between Dusk and Suo Qiuna, the man rarely has some poetry and ink, and he is also mixed in, "Dusk, do you know which poems I like?" ”