Chapter 131: Wen Ji Sihan

Life is as fleeting as a white horse, but I can't be happy when I'm in my prime. -------Eastern han dynasty. Cai Yan "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji"

It is said that the Luoyang Poetry Conference held by Cai Yong attracted many young scholars, in addition to showing their talents, they also rushed to see Cai Wenji's demeanor. Cai Wenji played a guqin, and her popularity has risen sharply, coupled with Wenji's outstanding temperament, extraordinary, generous, neither humble nor arrogant, and a well-behaved appearance of an intellectual beauty, for a while, the pretentious talents downstairs have been overwhelmed, and there are even poems in public to express love.

This poetry club was originally an elegant affair among the literati, but because of Dong Zhuo, a vulgar person, it became a funny sketch party for a while. Dong Zhuo expected that Yan Baihu, a rough man, must have no goods in his stomach, so he tried his best to encourage Yan Baihu to write a poem, wanting to see his jokes and take the opportunity to suppress Baihu's arrogance.

Unexpectedly, Yan Baihu walked seven and a half steps with a big black face full of beard, holding an empty wine glass, and really made a five-character poem. The five-character poem is neat, simple and vicissitudes, showing the feelings of worrying about the country and the people, especially from the mouth of this black-faced man who is not good-looking, he read it in a deep voice, and he really only used seven and a half steps to form a poem, which is extremely amazing.

At that time, the world was in turmoil, the people were not happy, and people of insight all wanted to set things right, even if Dong Zhuo was a beast, it was under the guise of helping the Han world. Chen Long's poems borrowed the poetry of Du Fu's five-character poems from later generations, with slight changes, and showed more worries about the country and the people.

Cai Yan's beautiful eyes were already rippling, Dong Zhuo was dumbfounded, and a fat right hand waved in the air, like a beckoning cat in later generations. I wanted to invite Feng Xiao'er to take off Chen Long's pants and give the order, but he never came first.

Jia Xu, who was sitting next to him, kept squinting his eyes, closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he was outside the gods. At this time, he also opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the "King of Eastern Wude" in front of him. Long Chen was stared at by him, and the dangerous aura hit, and he actually had a feeling of a snake and scorpion watching, like the stinging sensation when he was locked by a super assassin.

Chen Long pretended to be casual and glanced at Jia Xu, who closed his eyes slightly, as if he had never opened them. The whole garden was quiet because of Chen Long's far-reaching poem, and all the scholars under Dong Zhuo groaned in their hearts, wondering if Chen Long's poem meant to satirize Dong Taishi, and the generals all observed Dong Taishi's movements, and if they gave an order, they would rush up and catch Chen Long, a pretentious guy.

Of course, Dong Zhuo heard Chen Long's poems about his dissatisfaction with those in power and his sympathy for the people at the bottom, but he himself was not sure whether Chen Long meant to target him. Dong Zhuo swallowed his saliva in a daze, looked at Jia Xu as if asking for help, and said, "Wenhe, how is the poem of the White Tiger?" ”

When Jia Xu asked, he arched his hand and said: "Taishi, this poem by General Baihu worries about the country and the people, the artistic conception is desolate, and it tells the truth that the people are in distress and longs for peace in the world. The last sentence is to point out the need for a Zhongxing general like Dong Taishi to restore the glory of the Han Dynasty. After saying that, he stroked his long hair and smiled, the light in his eyes seemed to flash Chen Long, and continued: "It's just General Baihu's poem, not the scenery in the garden, how can this account be calculated?" ”

Chen Long was in a cold sweat in his heart, Jia Wenhe was deeply hidden, could he have seen my flaws? Thinking that Jia Xu had never exposed Zhong Xuan, but used Zhong Xuan to release the news of Chang'an's emptiness, intending to destroy his own power, Chen Long was in a cold sweat in his heart. If you don't expose me now, is there any ulterior motive?

Chen Long couldn't be sure whether he was seen through by Jia Xu in his heart, and he could only continue to play the role. Dong Zhuo listened to Jia Xu's words, and it turned out that Chen Long was boasting that he could transform the world, and said with great joy: "Okay! I didn't expect General Baihu to be really brilliant, and Dong was disrespectful. Come on, go back to the house and send my concubine Wen Ying to the White Tiger General's Mansion!" When the generals heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and they all giggled. Chen Long hurriedly shook his hand and wanted to refuse, Dong Zhuo thought he was fake and polite, and repeatedly refused to allow it, Chen Long had to endure it. Thinking that this could be a hot potato, his heart moved, and he glanced at Cai Yan, seeing that she didn't care on the surface, but there was a little disappointment in her eyebrows.

Chen Long thought that this misunderstanding was deep, but he had nothing to explain, Cai Yan could let her think whatever she wanted, anyway, what she hated was just "Yan Baihu".

Cai Yong's attitude has improved significantly, literati always look down on uneducated people, I originally thought that Yan Baihu was a big old man, but I didn't expect the poems made to be so delicate, Cai Yong weighed himself, I am afraid he could not write such thick verses.

With the passage of time, the poetry will gradually get better, * repeatedly, among which there are several young scholars, the quality is quite good, the poems are very gorgeous, Chen Long is known as the Three Kingdoms Looking for Dragons, of course, they wrote down their names, they are Xu Gan, Ruan Yu, Ying Ling, Fanqin, Handan Chun.

Among them, Fanqin's four-character poems, Chen Long especially liked. Fanqin is long and jade, young, good-looking, wearing a scarf on his head, wearing a black Confucian robe, spotless and spotless, standing calmly among the scholars, and also standing out from the crowd, only listening to him chant aloud:

"Look at my North Park. There is an order.

This is a spring scene. It is lush and long.

Spit out leaves. Soft and shiny.

Yellow stripes. The bluebird is flying.

The sun and the moon are moving. Don't forget.

Childe Zhan Zhan. The name of the merit is revealed. ”

In just a few words, it is like an oil painting passing in front of you, which is breathtaking. Cai Yan was also attracted to him and smiled slightly to show his appreciation. Seeing Cai Yan smiling at himself, Fanqin couldn't help but be dizzy, picked a strange flower beside him, and bowed down to gesture from afar, but he was offering flowers in public.

Cai Yanqiao's face was slightly red, and she took the signal from afar, but she couldn't help but glance at Long Chen, seeing that he didn't care, as if she had done something bad. Cai Yong listened to Fanqin's famous sentences, and also said with great joy: "Huber's writing is splendid, and the export is a chapter, which should be the first in this poetry meeting." Although General Baihu's poems are good, they are not written about scenery, so they are second. ”

Fanqin bowed down and thanked him, and said loudly: "Miss Cai, a talented woman in the world, has not written poetry yet, how dare she be the first in the world?" When everyone heard this, they all coaxed: "Please Miss Cai write a poem!" Ask Miss Cai to write a poem! ”

Cai Yan came here to participate in the poetry meeting, naturally prepared, originally if everyone was spring and Jingming, I am afraid that Cai Yan could only write about spring and snow. However, her heart has been haunting Chen Long's bitter poem just now, and she has repeatedly recited silently in her heart: "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." Two sentences, can't help but arouse her sympathy for the people's worries, all the beautiful scenery seems to be out of sight, what floats in front of her is the scene of the people being displaced and the children being separated, Cai Yan is full of sorrow, and slowly recites:

"The sky is boundless, and my heart is also sorrowful. Life is as fleeting as a white horse, but I can't be happy when I'm in my prime. Resentful and want to ask the sky, the sky is clear, and there is no reason for it, raising his head to look up at the clouds and smoke. ”

"I didn't do anything at the beginning of my life, and after I was born, Han Zuo declined. The heavens are unkind, and the earth is unkind, so I am at this time. The road is in danger, and the people are in exile and mourning together. ”

"The beacon fire at the head of the city has never been extinguished, when will the battle of the frontier stop. The vulgar heart is different, the body is difficult, and the appetite is different, who can speak! ”

After the mourning stopped, Cai Yan's tearful eyes turned to Chen Long, and it turned out that this poetic conception was the same as the five-character poem that Chen Long had just recited. Chen Long was cold all over his body, like falling into an ice cave, this is Cai Yan in his heart, the Cai Wenji who worries about the world.