"I worked diligently to write two chapters in two watches, making a profit, and my daughter-in-law went out of the cold house market to buy some daylily. You sneaked up and grabbed an article in an instant, and because of personal abolition, your wife hid a black chicken heart in her waist when she entered the cave room. ”

Gao Jun looked at the old man in his fifties, his face was thin and black, he was wearing a gray cloth robe that had not been washed for many days, his face was covered with a layer of oil and mud, and there was eye feces hanging from the corners of his eyes. What's more special is that there are teapots and cups in front of others, all kinds of fragrant tea floating in the white porcelain bowls, and delicate pastries and dried fruits in small plates. Only in front of the old man was a white porcelain wine glass, a high-waisted wine jug, and there was no other dish of wine and food.

He pronounced the pair and didn't speak, just stretched out his right hand and picked up the wine glass in front of him. One arm didn't move, and when he picked up the cup, Gao Jun found that his hand was shaking, and he sifted an inch-sized cup into a basket, and the wine spilled out, and it was estimated that there was not much left in his mouth.

Although Gao Jun didn't know the full meaning of his poems, he could understand the meaning contained in these two sentences, and it was in harmony with himself, and he couldn't help but shout in a low voice, "Okay." ”

He asked again, "Uncle, why do you hide a black chicken heart in your waist when you enter the cave room?" Is this a common practice? ”

As soon as Gao Jun's words fell, a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's scarf sitting at another table had a swollen face, shook his body on the seat and said, "You, you are spewing blood, I have thousands of poems and books at home, how can I steal your poems." ”

Only then did the old man notice that this young man was full of people, but only this young man still looked pleasing to the eye. He ignored the scholar and said with a smile, "People often say that stealing literature is worse than stealing people's money." Just because of this kind of thing, the poor will not do it. The poor can't eat their stomachs, so do they take the poems and texts to make a fire? Most of the people who steal the text are full of fat brains, but they don't have any literary thoughts in their stomachs, so they secretly arrest other people's, saying that window dressing is fake, but in fact, their thoughts are still in the appetite...... In order to achieve selfish desires. It's really doing everything, and it's very beautiful. ”

He also said, "Little brother, you have all your daughters, but you don't know the allusion to the black chicken heart!" It's a thief of stealing words. It is equated with the woman who decorates her innocence with black chicken blood in the cave room. Although the government does not punish these thieves in the same way as thieves, they are not as good as a thief. ”

Today, at the invitation of the old man in the town, he came here to participate in the town's annual Qingming poetry appreciation meeting, and listened to the old man's pair was also very disapproving. Someone whispered. "Don't say that, who said that this poem of Master Wang was written by you? There is a way to appreciate poetry and literature, and besides, this is not a corrupt official and a traitor who brings disaster to the country and the people, can the things of the scholar be said to be stealing? ”

The old man put down the small wine glass, and his left hand, which had been in his trouser pocket, pulled it out again, but he pinched out a few peanuts, put a few on the table first, and only left one in his mouth, and his left hand did not tremble at all. The old man didn't listen to others, and chewed peanuts. Unhurriedly, he pronounced another pair:

"Reading a stolen article and scolding corrupt officials, it is really a raccoon dog, and it is taken for free, thanks to your lack of authority, otherwise you will be even more greedy. Selling fake goods and spending fake money, the truth is the same root of the two grasses, both of which are fake to damage the truth, fortunately there is rain in the sky, otherwise how can it be thundered? After a pause, he was about to say a horizontal criticism, but he didn't want to cause an uproar in the hall.

but anyone whose family can afford to read. Who is not a farmer with many houses, three wives and four concubines, and no worries about eating and drinking? Otherwise, I don't have the heart to chant poetry as a pair. In Gao Jun's view, only this old man with a vicissitudes of life was sitting in the hall, although he didn't understand the way of poetry and literature, but he listened to the old man's two exits. It seems to have some kind of temperament with himself. It's just that his words seem to have touched the sore spot of some people, and at that time, several people "snapped" their fans on the table, and turned their faces away from him.

Someone knocked the bowl loud, "It's really insulting!" Master Wang, you still have to pull him up. ”

"We just said that Master Wang's Yongliu poem will definitely win the crown of this year's Qingming Poetry Conference, but some poor sour jumped out to claim it, maybe he has taken a fancy to the reward of fifty taels!"

The middle-aged scholar just now said again. "Brother Meng, Wang had no intention of competing for this first prize, I will definitely give the silver if you want it. You and I have been friends for a long time, and I went to your home yesterday to invite you to the meeting, and I haven't seen you write any poems, so why do you say that my poem is yours? And you are still destroying me like this! ”

There are also people below, "That is, Master Wang's brother has achieved the important position of a scholar at a young age, what can he rely on if he doesn't rely on straightforwardness and practical learning!" People will also take a fancy to your sour poems! ”

The old man snorted softly, poured the wine again with his untrembling left hand, but got up with his trembling right hand again, and sprinkled a lot on the table, "I only talk about stealing texts, not about officialdom." Everyone, the poems are dedicated to the poor belly, and there is a fat intestine hard filling...... Hehe, the old man's poems are not worth a few dollars, but some people like them. ”

He raised his head and asked the scholar, "You said that this poem is not my poem, but I don't know what the meaning and ingenuity of this Yongliu poem that Master Wang just chanted just now?" ”

The scholar said, "What kind of ingenuity can there be, but it is a work of sadness for me." ”

The old man said, "This poem is a loop poem, don't you see it, Master Wang?" is reading Yongliu, reading ironically, Master Wang, you are really talented, and you unconsciously made such a good poem to really admire it. It's just that if Master Wang's poem is read by your brother, I don't know how he will feel? ”

When the scholar heard this, he hurriedly looked down at a poem sign on the table. The poem was only four sentences, and after reading it two or three times in his heart in a moment, beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

The old man seemed to have no intention of dwelling on the poem, and read it in his mouth:

"The thieves are hungry and wear masks, steal rice, steal charcoal, and steal rich and noble households, and they have to act at night. The literary thief is polite and dressed in human skin, and the poor literati who steal chapters and festivals will be high-sounding...... Horizontal criticism: who steals and scolds whom. ”

After he said that, he stood up with a cup in one hand and a pot in the other, saw the child in Gao Jun's arms, and said to him, "Little brother, what have you eaten for this female doll, she has already hurt her food!" ”

Gao Jun hurriedly looked down at Lei Lei, only to find that he was only focusing on the hall for half a time, and did not find that Lei Lei had fallen asleep in his arms. I saw that her nose was red, she was out of breath, and she shook it two or three times before she woke up, but she also looked listless, and looked at him with slanted eyes.

"Look at you from another town." "Uncle, I'll take her to Chang'an...... I wonder if it's a disease? "It's okay, children are greedy, just eat some roast food."

Gao Jun didn't expect that the child would hurt his food for such a while, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, the old man said. "You're out and about, what kind of food do you have...... If you don't dislike it, come with me. With that, he left the full house of literati and walked out the door.

Gao Jun hugged the child and followed behind, and the old man went out and stepped on a donkey. He took Gao Jun out of the town and stood in front of a courtyard gate in a remote part of the town. He said, "I'm alone, and no one has come to the door except for that old man for a long time." ”

Gao Jun saw that this courtyard was in disrepair. The gate of the courtyard in the middle was also crumbling, and the ridges of the two grass houses in the small courtyard had collapsed. The old man led the donkey into the courtyard and tied it up and let Gao Jun in, without saying much, just took the firewood and lit it in the middle of the stove, grabbed three potatoes from behind the water tank and threw them into the stove.

Gao Jun asked, "Uncle, I just heard you say that your daughter-in-law buys daylily, but I don't know if my aunt is at home?" ”

The old man smiled, "Little brother, you are really a solid person. Do poetry and make pairs, pay attention to a fair battle, use words at will, how can you say what there is, don't you become a fairy? I'm going to start with three big tiled houses and a beautiful woman! ”

There was nothing in the room except for the pots and stoves, bedding, and a wooden table with less legs and bricks, on which were pens, ink, paper, inkstones, and a few pages of manuscripts.

Put the child on the kang and let her fall asleep, and the two sat by the stove and chatted. From the old man's words, Gao Jun knew that his name was Meng Fanchen, fifty-two years old, he had never married a wife, and he loved poetry all his life. It's nothing that you steal half a bag of rice from him. But to take his poems and pretend to be them is a big taboo for the old man.

He said, "This old man Wang is a big family in this town, just because his brother is a scholar in Chang'an, and his family is solid. prefers vassal elegance", and said, "The poetry meeting was initiated by him, and there were many applicants, and even I gave an invitation." But last night, when I had thought about the poems I had obtained for half the night, I let him take them away. You say, I should scold him! ”

Gao Jun said, "I just feel very relieved to listen to the old man's pair, but I don't understand the rules inside." ”

The old man said that the Tang Dynasty, whether it is in the city or the countryside, high-ranking officials and small people, will chant two sentences, and this pair is really the basis for making poetry. The pair pays attention to the number of words, parts of speech, rhyme, and even-handed battles, and it should be catchy to read. If you want to make poetry, you must be proficient in pairs. So he shook his head and immediately read another poem:

"Scold corrupt officials and read pirated texts. Sell fakes, spend fake silver. It is really a raccoon dog on a hill, and it is really two grasses with the same root. The same is taken for free, and all of them are false to the true. It is said that there is no thunder on the sun, but fortunately there is rain and cloud. Thanks to your lack of authority, otherwise you would be even more greedy. ”

Gao Junqi said, "Uncle, this is obviously the pair you made in the teahouse, let you line up upside down, it's an excellent poem!" He couldn't help but admire the old man very much, and said in his heart that among the people he knew, in addition to the Lot knife, he could also get some verses, which seemed unfathomable. And the old man's explanation sounded simple and easy to understand, and even he listened to it very clearly.

The old man said, "The quatrain of Tang poetry is really a pair of two couplets, and the so-called seven laws and five laws, the four couplets of enlightenment, inheritance, turn, and combination, without at least two couplets, are not lawless." ”

Lord Gao was still concerned about the matter of the king, so he asked. The old man said that the eldest of the Wang brothers did not learn and did not know how to learn, and the second Wang Qianming still had some talents, and he also studied hard in the early years. After entering Beijing, it also rose very quickly, and now he is already a scholar in his early thirties, but the development of the second child is also due to his name.

Gao Jun was puzzled, and the old man said with a smile, "Mortals must avoid naming names, and this second brother was originally called Wang Qianmin." It's just that the character of Qianzi has committed the obsession of abolishing the prince Li Chengqian, and the character of the people is even more useless, and the name of His Majesty Taizong has been obscured. Therefore, it was renamed Wang Qianming. On the contrary, the meaning is better than the original name - Wang Qianming, a holy light in front of the king! Unexpectedly, Wang Qianming's name helped him rise quickly. He suddenly asked, "Little brother, you are a lover of a person, and you don't know your surname?" ”

Gao Jun said, "The old man is really smart, why do you still ask if you know it?" Little nephew Gao Jun. ”

The old man nodded and said, "A good name, more ambitious than that Wang Qianming, just like Kunlun and the high-level, high and low judgment." He added, "I have the meaning of complimenting you again, this is not my character, to put it bluntly, I still fall in love with you, and I have heard some of them." There are also many people who have taken beautiful names but are vulgar. ”

Gao Jun said, "You demean a person with status like this, aren't you afraid that he will secretly do evil?" It's better to plan early. ”

The old man said, "I'm not good at this, I'm straight-talking, I don't think about it, and I've suffered a lot of losses in this life." You also feel scared when you say this, and Boss Wang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It's just that I don't express my mind, and I have to be wronged more when I live! Hearing this, Gao Jun felt even more compatible with him.

At this time, the potatoes in the stove were already burnt, and the old man pulled them out with a stick, patted off the grass ashes, and let Gao Jun feed them and Lei Lei to eat. The little girl ate too much mutton on the way, and then did not exercise, and slept in Gao Jun's arms for a long time, so she hurt her food, and the acid accumulated in her abdomen was very uncomfortable. At this time, after eating the burnt potatoes burned by the old man, it was not likely to be happy.

Gao Jun had a very happy conversation with the old man, and took out his official certificate for him to see, and the old man hurriedly got up to salute, "Let me say, you are so young and only two levels lower than Wang Qianming, it is really very rare!" ”

Gao Jun said, "Uncle, you are alone, and you are so upright, I don't know what to do in the future?" The old man said, "I have nothing to worry about, no money, only a donkey, and there is nothing to be afraid of, it's a big deal for the donkey to ride away." ”

Gao Jun said, "I'm afraid you can't leave easily, uncle." He had heard several people appear outside the earthen wall. Although the other party's steps are very light, it is even more abnormal in broad daylight. There were already people in front of the old man's door.

The old man immediately became nervous. Gao Jun said, "It's okay, with me here, they can't make any waves...... Uncle, you are helpless, don't you want to teach the children of the teaching hall, so that you can have a place to live and retire? If you don't dislike it, if you don't feel that it's a long way, I'd like to invite you to go to my willow and teach a few children to read and write. ”

The old man is worrying spontaneously, now that Gao Jun is outside, those people will not embarrass him in broad daylight, but what will happen if Gao Jun leaves? After listening to Lord Gao's words, the old man suddenly said, "I can go on a donkey, but it's a long way away, and Lord Gao has a lot of trouble." ”

Gao Jun saw that the old man agreed, and hurriedly said that it was very good. The two chatted again until the time of the lamp, and quietly packed up a few volumes of poetry and books, and Gao Jun did not let the broken bedding roll go, and the old man only carried a cloth bag and led the donkey to leave.

Gao Jun stopped him, listened to the outsiders were still there, and the two led the cattle to the backyard. There was no back door here, Gao Jun drew an oolong treasure knife, easily made a gap in the adobe courtyard wall, returned to the house and blew the lamp to make people sleep, and then came out of the gap.

There is no door behind that no one will pay attention, they quietly got on the horse and donkey, Gao Jun hugged Lei Lei, took the old man to the official road, and walked out of the old distance before picking up the cattle and walking quickly. Walking out of the distance and looking back, there was already a fire in the old man's courtyard. (To be continued.) )