Chapter 122: That's what I mean
Seeing that Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie did not doubt him, Li Xinchen was also relieved, it seems that his father's prestige back then was really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. And such a heroic figure is willing to be a pawn of Chen Qingzhi's horse, what kind of fascinating existence is this Chen Qingzhi General Chen?
In the world of great controversy, there are indeed many heroes.
Of course, now is not the time for Li Xinchen to think carefully about these questions, he let these thoughts flash in his mind like meteors, and subconsciously looked back at his side, the two royal highnesses who were still arrogant before, at this time, were like his companions around him, with a depressed look on their faces, obviously letting some problem trap.
Come to think of it, for these guys who usually mainly recite and study palace style poems, as long as they come up with a little bit of difficult questions, it is enough for them to scratch their ears and cheeks, such as the poem "Mulan Ci" just now, if it is placed in the later generations, middle school students can recite it aloud, but Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie, who are familiar with "Changmen Fu" and "Book of Songs", have no clue.
This kind of folk songs and ballads, although they have always been collected in this era, does not mean that they will be able to enter the eyes of the upper class, just like the lower riba people, naturally they are not as high as the grade of the spring and white snow, even Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie, who are not nobles, are only a superficial taste of this, not to mention the respect of princes like Chen Shujian and Chen Shucheng.
"Fifteen bullets?"
"Sixteen poems and books."
"Wandering under the trees?"
"Self-hanging southeast branch."
The sound of the poem came from the other side, Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie suddenly stopped, and did not rush forward, but looked at the young man who was fluent in the poem with great interest, obviously they had not heard the two lines of poetry Xiao and Pei had not heard of it.
The young man's robe didn't look special, but the jade pendant hanging from his waist proved that he was also from a rich or noble background. After these two lines of poetry came out, he was obviously relieved, and said to his companions behind him: "Luck, luck! Jiazu's "Yutai New Song" just includes this song "Peacock Flying Southeast", if it is replaced by the rest, you and I are afraid that we will hate it today. ”
"Brother Xu is erudite, and he is already above everyone, admire and admire." His companion nodded, and his face also showed a relaxed look, obviously if it wasn't for his companion to answer this poem, I'm afraid this time the poetry meeting would be a joke.
"The ancestors set such poems, although it is no wonder, but after all, they have never left the scope of poetry and songs, whether it is spring and snow, or the people of Xiariba, they are all poems and songs, since they are, we should master them when we participate in the poetry meeting." The young man surnamed Xu said with a smile, at this time, it was obvious that he also found Li Xinchen and the three of them who were walking in the front, and he couldn't help but be stunned:
"The poems and songs of the school tested this time are mixed with many folk songs, even if Yu has studied these more, he almost stumbled, I didn't expect that someone was still before us, so I should go to pay a visit."
Without waiting for his companions to answer, Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie had already come over: "Dare to ask Brother Xu of the Xiaomu family and Brother Pei of the Shangshu family?" ”
Li Xinchen stood behind the two of them, looking at the two young men with great interest, Pei Yun standing behind was Pei Zilie's family after all, so Pei Zilie recognized it at a glance, and the one standing in front had already mentioned that the "family ancestor" was the author of "Yutai New Song", that is, Xu Ling, so it was self-evident that he should be Xu Deyan, the grandson of Xu Ling.
The two of them stopped here, and a polite atmosphere arose, and Li Xinchen couldn't help but secretly admire. These two Jiangnan talents, who were famous when they were young, are really not vegetarians. Especially this Pei Yun, who is a typical character in history who is cunning and scheming, is not so easy to provoke.
If Li Xinchen is really allowed to choose, Li Xinchen will definitely want to keep a distance from Pei Yun.
"Exactly." Xu Deyan arched his hand again and again, and Pei Yun whispered twice behind him, obviously telling Xu Deyan the identities of the two people opposite, "It must be General Dianwei and General Xiao Shao in person, I have heard the reputation of the two for a long time, but the last few poetry meetings have both fought bloody battles on the battlefield and failed to participate, so I can only get acquainted with the two brothers today, and I am ashamed and ashamed." ”
Xiao Shilian nodded, and took a half-step sideways: "This is the son of the 'Shixing Gun King', Li Xinchen and Brother Li." ”
Xu Deyan and Pei Yun were stunned, although they were a little unfamiliar with this title, it didn't mean that they didn't know. Whether it is the Xu Ling family or the Pei Ji family, it is from Liang to Chen, obviously very familiar with this name that was once famous even in Jiankang Mansion, so even the next generation still knows it, and the two hurriedly bowed their hands: "I have admired the name for a long time." ”
Li Xinchen touched his nose a little embarrassed, you have admired the name of "Shixing Gun King" for a long time. However, Li Xinchen is really more and more interested in how powerful and chic his father was at the beginning, although it is impossible to leave the name of a flat-headed common man like him in the history, but Li Xinchen knows that he can make these high-ranking officials and nobles who have always regarded themselves remember that his father was definitely not a simple person back then.
At the moment, he arched his hand: "Under Li Xinchen, the cursive word Shizhong, the two brothers can call a certain table word." ”
Xu Deyan nodded and asked curiously: "Brother Shizhong, you can finish the answer before us, but you didn't draw any folk songs and ballads?" ”
Xiao Shilian frowned, what does this guy mean? Do you want to ridicule them for not being good enough? Although Li Xinchen answered by mistake in the end, it can be regarded as an accurate answer, much better than those guys who are still scratching their ears and cheeks, and said angrily at the moment: "I drew it, and we finally drew "Mulan Ci". ”
"Mulan's Ci?" Xu Deyan and Pei Yun subconsciously glanced at each other, obviously they were also at the level of Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie, and they knew the name, but it was really impossible to say that it was impossible to memorize it.
"Yes, if it weren't for Brother Li's erudition, I'm afraid we'd be worried now." Xiao Shilian smiled, "Without further ado, let's hurry up the mountain, otherwise when the people behind catch up, won't we answer in vain." ”
Xu Deyan and Pei Yun glanced at Li Xinchen at the same time, originally they naively thought that this son of the "Shixing Gun King" was just a reckless man Xiao Shilian didn't know where he met in the army, but now it seems that what is really hidden is this Li Xinchen.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Deyan quickly caught up with Xiao Shilian and the three of them, who had already left first, and solemnly arched his hand: "Three, this time the first level of the poetry meeting seems to be quite simple, but there is already a mystery in the second level, and the third level is even more unpredictable. ”
Xiao Shilian raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't have much affection for these two sons and daughters of the family, and just wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but Li Xinchen gently pressed his wrist, and Pei Zilie, who had never said a few words, said in a deep voice at this time: "That's what I mean." ”