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The time of the public memorial meeting for Fan Gongyao from all walks of life in the state is set at the end of the month.

Although this public memorial conference was led by the Yamen of Hedong's pacification envoy, the main organizers were leading figures such as the gentry and Wangru of Hedong.

However, although Fu Bi is not responsible for the specific matters of preparation, he has to meet with these gentry and Wangru every day in order to coordinate some matters of the public memorial conference, which is still very busy.

Since Fu Bi was busy, Zhong Hao couldn't help much, so he didn't go to the state government in the past few days, but just waited with Yang Huaiyu for the public memorial conference in the Yang family's mansion in Bingzhou.

In the past few days, Zhong Hao has been bored in the courtyard of the Yang family, so today he asked Yang Huaiyu to go out for a walk, and by the way, he found a place to drink some wine to relieve his boredom.

The two of them wandered around the streets and alleys of Bingzhou for a while, and found that it was really not interesting for the two men to go shopping, so they discussed going to the bar.

Not far from the Yang family's house, there is a restaurant called "Inviting Moon Building" on Yuqing Street, which is well-known for both dishes and drinks. Since Zhong Hao and Yang Huaiyu had no intention of shopping, they decided to go back and go to this restaurant to have a few drinks.

When the two came to the Invitation Moon Building, it was not yet noon, which was too early, so there were not many guests in the restaurant.

Seeing that a customer was coming, the welcome guy in the store hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Find a quiet place, pick up a few dishes from your store, and have a good pot of wine!" Yang Huaiyu opened his mouth and commanded.

Seeing that Zhong Hao and Yang Huaiyu were extraordinary, the guys in the store didn't dare to slack off, and they were busy leading Zhong Hao and Yang Huaiyu to the private room on the second floor.

As soon as he stepped on the wooden stairs in the restaurant and turned to the second floor, Zhong Hao heard a singer singing:

"The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang don't pay attention.

The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke falls and the lonely city is closed.

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan.

Qiang tube is full of frost. People are sleepless, and the general's white-haired husband ...... tears"

In this era, what prevailed was the soft and beautiful "Flower School", Zhong Hao heard this song, although it was sung by a woman, but the momentum was tragic and desolate, the artistic conception was strong and strong, and the glamorous sound of the Flower School was swept away. It is the song "Fisherman's Pride and Title Linzhou" that opened the song Song Hao's lyrics.

Later generations also called this poem "Fisherman's Pride in Autumn" or "Fisherman's Pride in Autumn".

Of course, whether it is "Leaving a Title in Linzhou", or "Plugging the Autumn Come", or "Autumn Thoughts", they are all names added by later generations in order to distinguish the lyrics of each lyricist with the same word card.

And the author of this "Proud Fisherman" is Fan Gong, who has just passed away.

It is said that Ouyang Xiu once joked to Fan Zhongyan: "Brother Xiwen, you are 'plugging the autumn' at every turn, what a poor border master!" Even his best friends said this, Fan Gong's style of words that was out of step with the times naturally did not please those so-called literati, and Zhong Hao had really never heard this song in a restaurant and tea shop before.

Of course, this is not surprising, the literati come out to have fun, listen to what 'plugged in autumn' after all, it is a bit like the text is not right, they prefer those 'leaning on the red and green', 'cold cicada poignant' graceful lyrics and songs, of course, this kind of charming and tactful lyrics and songs are indeed more suitable to appear in restaurants and tea shops, green building tiles.

Therefore, hearing someone in this restaurant listening to the singer sing this kind of tune, Zhong Hao couldn't help but feel a little strange.

However, it was a little sudden, the person who wrote the lyrics of this song must be a fan of Fan Gong, and let the singer sing this song, maybe because Fan Gong died, listen to his lyrics and remember Fan Gong.

Although Zhong Hao also thinks that that kind of graceful lyrics and songs are more suitable to appear in the Qinglou restaurant, but today he also feels that Fan Gong's words are particularly refreshing, which makes people feel excited.

The hall on the second floor is divided by several carved screens with hollowed outwork, forming several spacious private rooms.

The hollow lattice of the screen is very transparent, and Zhong Hao can't help but look for the person who sings through the screen.

Because it was not yet a meal, there were not many drinkers on the second floor of this Invitation Moon Building, only two or three tables were sparse. Soon Zhong Hao found that in a spacious private room by the window, a thin singer with a pipa in her arms was playing and singing to herself.

There was also a middle-aged man dressed as a writer in the private room, drinking alone, drinking and listening to music with his eyes closed.

Since he is a fan of Gong Fan, Zhong Hao can't help but feel good, there is nothing to do anyway, it is good to make a friend, Zhong Hao intends to talk to him.

At that moment, Zhong Hao beckoned Yang Huaiyu to go to the private room together, and took advantage of the moment when the singer was resting at the end of the song: "Your Excellency is drinking alone here, isn't it boring, I don't know if the next brother can come and drink with Your Excellency at the same table, and listen to a song by the way!" ”

The middle-aged scribe was drinking and listening to music alone, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he was very intoxicated. When he heard someone talking, he didn't say anything, just waved his hand slightly, and he didn't know whether to agree or disagree with Zhong Hao's words.

Zhong Hao and Yang Huaiyu were not thin-skinned, and when they saw that the middle-aged scribe had no other expression, they sat down and listened to the music.

The singer sang another song, which was another noun by Fan Gong, "Su Musha: Nostalgia".

"Blue clouds, yellow leaves. The autumn colors are continuous, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water. The grass is ruthless, and it is even more outside the sun.

The soul of the dark country, chasing the thoughts. Unless night and night, good dreams leave people to sleep. The bright moon building is high and rests alone. The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears. ”

Although it is also written about nostalgia, Fan Gong's "Su Curtain Cover" uses a deep and vigorous pen to express the homesickness of low and turning, with a full voice and a profound artistic conception, which is very different from the general style of grace.

The singer sings desolate and tactful, sad and sad, which makes people feel nostalgic.

At the end of the song, the singer bowed and went down to rest for the time being, and the middle-aged scribe came out of the artistic conception of the song, picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his head and drank it all, and sighed for a long time.

Zhong Hao only listened to the music just now, and the middle-aged scribe kept his head half-bowed, so he didn't look at the middle-aged scribe's face carefully. At this time, the middle-aged scribe raised his head to drink, Zhong Hao couldn't help but look at his face, and couldn't help but say "ah": "It turned out to be you!"

The middle-aged scribe has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance is extraordinary, although he is dressed in cloth, he is a little chic and uninhibited, and it is the one Zhong Hao who met at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference in Qingzhou three years ago to tell Zhong Hao's fortunes, and also said that Zhong Hao is a "heavenly machine" Luo Tuo scribe. Zhong Hao was impressed by him because of his "heavenly machine" words, but he didn't expect to meet here.

The middle-aged scribe was intoxicated listening to the music just now, and he didn't look up at the two people sitting on his table, when he heard Zhong Hao speak, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to take a closer look, and then smiled: "Oh?!" It turned out to be you! ”

At this time, the guy who passed the dish brought the wine and food ordered by Yang Huaiyu, and Zhong Hao motioned for the guy to put it on the table of the middle-aged scribe.

"Let's be regarded as old friends, I listened to the song you ordered just now, and I will invite you to drink and thank you next?!"

"Well said!" The middle-aged scribe smiled. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.