Chapter 1008: Ecstasy to Learn the Secret (Part II)

Zhao Xing suddenly cut off Cheng Xun's words: "Give it to him!" ”

"Give him money", Zhao Xing emphasized again.

"That's it, it's still this official who knows the courtesy," a Song Dynasty chengguan officer shouted proudly. The students were indignant, but Zhao Xing's attention was not there, his attention was on the shore.

In fact, the travel rules of the Song Dynasty were far more relaxed than in any era, and in the Ming Dynasty, travel had to be "guided".

Zhao Xing ignored the nagging of the Song Dynasty city management personnel, he was paying attention to a "lonely boat man" on the shore. That old man is the old man on the edge of the muddy water, crazy and crazy, who asks ghost stories whenever he meets people.

This time he was closer, and Zhao Xing saw the other party's appearance clearly: he was actually not old, about forty years old, and he was about 1.6 meters tall - this is a rare height among Hubei people. He had high cheekbones and a towering forehead — a man of character. The eyes are long and sparkling, with powerful lips, a straight chin, and a long, pointed end.

What reveals his character the most is his sensitive facial muscles, which are rich in expression, and in the blink of an eye, his expression will change from joyful expression to depression and contemplative fantasy.

Now, he had just finished his depression and contemplation, but as if he had not seen the ship sailing in, he murmured as if no one was around: "Teruno Yami shallow waves,

Looming in the sky.

The obstacle mud is not solved,

I want to get drunk and sleep in the herbs.

It's a pity that a stream of bright moon,

Mo Sect stepped on Qiong Yao.

Solve the saddle Yima Luyang Bridge,

Du Yu screamed a spring dawn. ”

In the past few years, it happens to be the end of Wang Anshi's three-way method, which has existed in name only, and the content of the test is no longer the "New Meaning of the Three Classics", sometimes the test of poetry, sometimes the test of the scriptures, sometimes both, and it is uncertain. Zhao Xing is weak in poetry, so he usually doesn't talk about poetry, but now, when the students heard poetry on the way to the exam, they immediately stopped what they were doing and turned their faces to look at the teacher.

"I want to get drunk and sleep with herbs...... Du Yu screamed a spring dawn...... Good poem", Zhao Xingba clicked his mouth, the more he tasted it, the more he felt that this poem had a taste, under the gaze of the students, he couldn't help but do a wild move that was most in line with the temperament of the literati of this era - he raised his hand and took out a pot of wine from his feet, jumped ashore, handed it to the old man, and said arrogantly: "Old man, good poetry, good poetry...... Drink a jug of wine. ”

When speaking, Zhao Xing patted the other party's shoulder very enthusiastically.

The old man was short, tall and majestic Zhao Xing, and a pair of bear hands slapped on the other party's shoulder, making the other party's body sway for a while. However, the old man was not surprised, he unceremoniously took the pot of wine, unscrewed the cap, sniffed deeply, and immediately praised: "Good wine." ”

Immediately, he tilted his neck and drank half a pot of coo.

This pot of liquor is a new type of liquor distilled by Zhao Xing according to the brewing steps of Fenjiu and the style of Bombay sapphire liquor, adding orange peel and spices during distillation. It has both the clarity of Fenjiu and the orange fragrance of sapphire wine. It's a pity that Zhao Xing didn't grasp the complete recipe of sapphire wine, so when the wine was poured into a white porcelain cup, it was not a faint sea blue, but a clear and transparent orange-red.

This new style of wine takes the high-end route, and the whole flask is shaped like a girl holding an orange in her hand. The girl's headscarf is a wooden cork, and the hair is carved with a knife. The cork is covered with a green silk that resembles the headkerchief worn by a woman. There are two ways to open this flask: one is to uncover the green silk and twist the cork in the shape of a bun; The other is to unscrew the clay orange from the girl's hand, so that the bottle has a spout that can be used as a teapot to make tea after drinking.

Such a complicated way of opening the bottle made even the villagers in Chengjiaao feel at a loss when they saw it for the first time, and the old man only glanced at it, and immediately unscrewed the girl's "bun" quickly...... Aha, this man must be an old drunkard, and a very intelligent drunkard.

The old man took a breath, immediately raised the flask again, and drank it "dong dong". This time he sucked like a whale until the bottom of the bottle stopped at the bottom of the bottle. With a slight drunkenness, he looked at the goods on Zhao Xing's ship, his eyes especially stopped on those delicate wine baskets, and then he said proudly: "I still have a poem, you can change a few bottles of wine." ”

Zhao Xing's boat carried six different kinds of wine, and the six kinds of wine were packaged in six different clay bottles. At that time, the alcohol content was low, and because Zhao Xing's wine content was slightly higher, the volume of the bottle was relatively small, close to the size of a modern wine bottle. According to the different fruits and spices added, they are: pear wine, peach wine, orange wine, hawthorn wine, Fen wine, and wheat wine.

Because of the different shapes of the bottles, a discerning person can tell at a glance that there are many kinds of wine on board.

The old man's question was like that of a drunkard. However, Zhao Xing is not afraid, he now has the ability to distill about fifty degrees of Fenjiu, the old man is a wine jar, he can drink a bottle of high-grade wine a day, only three hundred and sixty bottles a year - he can afford it. So he generously replied, "Tell me!" ”

The old man was slightly drunk, and sang aloud: "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves,

Why don't you groan and walk slowly.

Bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than horses,

Who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

The spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up,

It is slightly cold, but the mountain is obliquely illuminated but welcomed.

Looking back at the place that has always been chic,

When he returned, there was neither wind nor rain nor sunshine. ”

"Looking back at the place where you have always been chic, when you return, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine", Zhao Xing's lips trembled, and he slowly recited this poem.

This is not just a poem, this is a Chinese chapter sentence sung through the ages.

Who is the author of such a powerful verse? How come I have no memory?

Zhao Xing slapped his head in annoyance, he looked at the old man in a daze, and his heart was on fire.

The Song Dynasty was an era of strong men, and there were as many famous poets as there were modern managers - a brick could be thrown to smash eight, three of which were of the great master's kind.

Such a huge crowd of celebrities makes Zhao Xing, a science student studying international trade, guess.

After waiting for a while, the old man saw Zhao Xing slowly calm down from his crazy state, and asked again: "What do you say?" ”

Zhao Xing's eyes were red now. He already understood that the person who could write such a poem must be a peerless poet. But he just couldn't remember the other party's name, which made him feel sorry for himself. After listening to the old man's question, he pointed to the boat without hesitation and said generously: "You can choose...... No, it's all yours. ”

Seeing that their respected teacher had lost his usual calmness, the students also knew that this poem was extraordinary, and they immediately brought two baskets of wine and mentioned it to the shore without waiting for Zhao Xing's instructions. The old man, however, did not seem to be greedy, he waved his hand to stop the agitated student, pointed to the wine basket on the boat, and ordered, "Wait! The same basket is enough for this life. ”

Zhao Xing was still in a daze, still thinking about who this person was in front of him, and when the students diligently carried the six baskets of wine ashore, the old man coughed lightly, and behind a tree by the stream, two figures flashed, and they nodded and approached the old man's side and lifted the wine basket quickly, but their outfit made Zhao Xing furious.

"Wows!" Zhao Xing fumbled all over, hoping to find a weapon and prepare to overturn the two widows in front of him. At this time, the old man had already walked away, and sang another song as he walked: "Wake up drunk at night and drink Dongpo,

The return is like three watches.

The child's snort was thunderous.

Don't knock on the door, lean on the stick and listen to the sound of the river.

I hate this body for a long time,

When to forget about camp?

The night wind is quiet and flat.

The boat passed away, and the rivers and seas were left to live. ”

At that time, the wind on the river was quiet, and the lines were not born......

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