Yuwen Wen got up expressionlessly, and looked at a person who came in at the door, this person was about thirty or forty years old, and his appearance was dignified, and his clothes were quite exquisite, and his family was about to be wealthy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The contemptible person's surname is Kong, how do you call Lang Jun?" The man introduced himself and then asked about Yuwen Wenlai.

"A certain surname Yu."

"Yu Langjun, just now I was waiting next door to chant poetry, the sentence 'bullshit doesn't make sense, it's out of place' is what Lang Jun said?"

"Exactly, why, no one is allowed to say it?"

"May I ask why Lang Jun sees that 'bullshit is incomprehensible and out of place?' ”

Zheng Tong saw that the scene was getting more and more popular, so he wanted to invite this person to sit down, but he didn't expect that two more people would come later, they looked like they were both thirty or forty years old, dressed in extraordinary style, and they were expected to be eunuchs or children of the family who came out to drink and have fun together, and they were annoyed by Yuwen Wen's words.

The two sides sat down, and Yu Wenwen borrowed the previous topic: "What Fang Cai said, bullshit is incomprehensible and out of place, is that there is 'Gaoqiu August and September' in that verse, I don't know what month Mr. Kong thinks it is now?" ”

He specially called the other party "sir", which was very ironic, but before this Mr. Kong could speak, a slightly chubby person among the two spoke first: "This Lang Jun is what I read Wu Shuzhen's "Hu No Man's Walk", which is just a quote, why is it so nitpicky?" ”

Seeing that Yu Wenwen looked at this person without speaking, Mr. Kong hurriedly introduced: "Yu Langjun, this is Guan Langjun, and this is Mr. Shen." ”

"Guan Langjun, the good news just came, and the people of the whole city cheered, thinking that it was a feeling, why didn't you improvise a poem, but quote the poems of your predecessors?"

Yu Wenwen was in a bad mood, so he planned to use his poisonous tongue without any scruples, he didn't know who 'Uncle Wu wanted', and he didn't want to know who it was, anyway, he was going to be mad, and he deserved to hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Why can't you borrow flowers to offer Buddha?"

"Could it be that Guan Langjun can't compose poetry?"

The slap 'hit' was so loud that not only did the three of them change their faces when they heard it, but even Zheng Tong frowned when he heard it, saying that people can't compose poetry these years is no different from scolding people for being illiterate.

Whether the poem is good or not is one thing, and whether it can be done or not is another, he feels that these three people should be eunuchs or sons of a family, and they are scolded for being illiterate, which is no different from insults, and things will get bigger and bigger!

"Yu... Pimp. That Guan Langjun seemed to be taking a deep breath to ease his breath, "Why do you say that I can't compose poetry?" Isn't it okay to hear someone quote a verse so arbitrarily? ”

"Oh, then even if Guan Langjun can write poetry."

The emaciated Mr. Shen next to him sneered when he heard this: "Yu Langjun has such a big breath, could it be that Jinglun is full of stomach and is proud of his talents?" ”

"Don't dare to be, at least you can compose poetry." Yuwen Wen sarcastically said, and slapped the other party in the face.

"In that case, then I'll listen to you?"

"Mr. Zheng, let the store bring pen and paper."

"Yu Langjun, just export into a chapter, why use pen and paper, isn't it to delay time?"

"Mr. Shen, if you don't have Cao Zijian, you don't need to write a poem in seven steps, right?"

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's Shen who is too anxious."

"It's okay, if that's the case, then so-and-so will be ugly, but he will only be able to write poems in seven words, and I don't know if he can enter your eyes?"

"Seven-word poem? It's interesting. Guan Langjun touched the little beard on his chin when he heard this, and then added interestingly: "It's okay, Yu Langjun can write poems to your heart's content." ”

Yuwen Wen straightened his clothes, looked around at the people present, turned around and slowly walked to the window, and said, "Wen Guanjun has recovered Huainan Prefecture..."

"Jiankang suddenly received Huainan, and the first time I heard it, I was full of tears."

"Looking north at the hometown, where is the sorrow, the poems and books are ecstatic."

"You must indulge in wine when you sing during the day, and return home with youth."

"That is, to cross the moat from Jingkou and want to arrive at Luoyang to Heyang."

After he finished reading the poem, he just walked to the window, and the sun of the near afternoon sprinkled on the flowers and trees outside the window, reflecting a lonely figure, just like the scholars in Nandu, looking at the blurred river scenery in the distance outside the window, as if he wanted to see the distant northern hometown.

There was silence in the room, Zheng Tong silently recited the seven-word poem "written" by Yuwenwen, full of surprised expressions, he had never seen Yuwenwen chanting poems, and the poems were still rare seven-character poems.

This poem is wonderful!

The first six sentences are very appropriate to today's situation, just like the people of Nandu who live in Jiankang, who were excited when they heard that the officials and troops of the Southern Dynasty had recovered Huainan, "tears full of clothes" and "ecstasy".

Then he sang and indulged in wine, took advantage of his youth to take a boat at Jingkou next to Jiankang, crossed the Yangtze River moat to reach the north bank, and then thought about moving towards his hometown.

Where is the hometown? After arriving in Huainan and then going north to the famous city of Luoyang, and then crossing the Yellow River to reach Heyang on the north bank, after crossing the south at the end of the Jin Dynasty, how many overseas Chinese living in Jiangnan were haunted by their dreams, and they wanted to return to their hometown north of the Yellow River.

It's just across the Yellow River, but it's out of reach.

Eastern Jin Dynasty, Liu Song, Xiao Qi, Xiao Liang and now Chen Guo, how many ministers and good generals waved the Northern Expedition, but again and again broke the halberd and sank on the bank of the Yellow River, no matter how the soldiers of the Southern Army fought, in winter the Yellow River froze, and the cavalry of the Northern Army crossed the river on the ice and marched southward to be unstoppable.

The Yellow River defense line, the four towns of Henan, the sting, the slippery, Luoyang, and the tiger prison, how many soldiers of the Southern Army fought here, but they failed to withstand the large-scale attack of the cavalry of the Northern Army, and could only rely on the wings of Huainan to build Kang in the south of the Yangtze River.

But now this poem has a good meaning.

Huainan has been recovered, what about Huaibei? What about Henan? What about Hebei? If you want to "reach Luoyang", then the official army must recover the prefectures and counties south of the Yellow River, and if you want to "go to Heyang", then the north bank of the Yellow River must also be recovered.

Zheng Tong didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, as a pure southerner, he could understand the ecstatic mood of this poem, if he didn't know the author, then he must have thought that this was made by Nandu people, and he was sincerely excited about the recovery of Huainan Prefecture by the officials and troops of the Southern Dynasty.

Can... This is a northerner, or a Northern dynasty clan, how can such a person have such feelings? Not to mention anything else, just because Zhou and Chen were hostile, Yu Wenwen wrote poems to celebrate the enemy's capture of his own territory, which... What is this?

Zheng Tong couldn't help but be stunned when he thought of this, he didn't know what was wrong with Yuwenwen, and wondered in his heart if he was dizzy and nervous because of the rumors?

"Good, good, good!"

Guan Langjun said hello three times in a row, took the lead in breaking the silence and then stroked his palms and laughed, while Kong and Shen also nodded silently, with a look of approval on their faces.

Although this poem is in seven-word style, it is really good, and the good news came to the whole city boiling, which is very appropriate for the mood of everyone at this time, and the meaning of the last two sentences is really wonderful!

"Yu Langjun is really good at writing! Such nostalgia, could it be Nandu people? ”

"A certain ancestor is a person from Guanzhong." Yuwen Wen said lightly, of course the poem is a good poem, it is Du Fu's "Wen Guanjun Collects Henan and Hebei", a poem that has been recited through the ages, and he changed it slightly.

"Listening to Yu Langjun's accent, it seems to be in the Guanzhong area." Guan Langjun nodded, and looked at Yu Wenwen's eyes full of approval: "Guan is not talented, he drinks and writes poems with his friends next door, I wonder if Yu Langjun can move and learn from each other?" ”

"A certain rural villager is in a bad mood, and I'm afraid that he will be disrespectful."

Guan Langjun nodded slightly: "I see, no wonder Fang Cai... However, wine can relieve a thousand sorrows, why don't Yu Langjun leave the troubles of the world and get drunk? (To be continued.) )