Cheng Azhu smiled and said with a straight face: "It's okay! Officials, Li Gonglin, Mi Fu two people in my house also eat and drink for a long time, officials and taught them knowledge (golden rule), I officials of the means they learned a lot, even pen, ink, paper and inkstone have used a lot of my family, should also give officials some calligraphy and painting. ”

What is a wife, this is called a wife! The Song Dynasty was really the happiest era for perverts, surrounded by three wives and four concubines, and there was little jealousy, and everyone maintained the family - this was the real feudal consciousness.

Chen Yiyi also responded immediately: "That is, take him a few calligraphy and paintings, that is, treat him as a friend - not outside." If he dares to accuse, he will not want to ask my family for paper and ink color ...... in the future."

Zhao Xing sighed: "My wife's beauty is my own, and I am private; The concubine who is beautiful to me is afraid of me; The beauty of the guest is me, and the desire is also ...... After all, Li Gonglin likes to draw people, flowers and birds, and I happened to bring back a harem spring painting from the Abbasid dynasty in Arabia...... Alas, it's so lewd, I hope I don't teach him badly!

Write a letter to Li Gonglin and give him this album. Attached is a page-by-page translation for me, telling him that he can copy it at will, and return the copy after the fact, and it will be up to him. ”

Chen Yiyi flipped through the picture of the Spring Palace, and threw it aside. Zhao Xing looked at the big box under his feet, and said with a sigh: "Mi Fu is a little troublesome, the things that this guy likes are expensive, and he actually has the most hobby - gold and stone, which is too luxurious." ”

Zhao Xing sighed and picked out more than 20 pieces of ore of various sizes from the box, put them into a small wooden box regretfully and reluctantly, and said regretfully: "I knew that today, I shouldn't have provoked this rice madman...... Alas, that's it, and then give him a copy of the mineral chronicles written by the Arabs, and ask him to find Hu Shang to translate and publish it in Bianliang City...... Alas, the loss is huge. ”

The unpolished ore is very inconspicuous, although Chen Yiyi is a little reluctant, she immediately thought about it: "It's okay." Brother Xing, the mine is still there, and there are still endless ores on the mountain. I told my father to send thousands of slaves to dig hard. This thing is not expensive in the mining area, a pound of tea can be exchanged for catties, how much Mi Fu wants. We give! Who called Brother Xing likes his paintings! ”

Cheng Azhu nodded, exchanged glances with Chen Yiyi, and said carefully: "Official, there is still a letter." Be....... It's ......"

Zhao Xing replied casually: "Is it Ma Zhengqing (Ma Mengde)?" What's going on in the capital? The people of Yici Le Ye just reported to me that the construction of the loach stack along the Grand Canal is going very smoothly, and the accounts are also very clear. I haven't been back for a few months, he doesn't want the goods, tomorrow I will start delivering the goods to the various trade routes! ”

Chen Yiyi jumped up and interrupted Zhao Xing: "It's not Ma Mengde, it's not your teacher, it's not your senior brothers, guess what, who else in Bianliang City wrote to you?" ”

Chen Yiyi is aggressive. It made Zhao Xing very puzzled.

I don't have many acquaintances in the Great Song Dynasty, who else can there be besides these people? Don't......

What else did Chen Yiyi say, Cheng Azhu had already handed over an envelope and uncovered the mystery.

The envelope is made of carp-shaped wooden planks and two pieces. There are also carp painted on both sides - in ancient times. "Double carp" is called the letter. The two woodblocks are tied together with a rope, and that rope is the "缄". Untying the rope is called "unwrapping".

The envelope read: "Cheap concubines, hundreds of worshippers, officials and people cast two Zhejiang roads, Hangzhou Mansion Di Gonglang Zhao Xing personally demolished." ”

"The handwriting is good, tsk, better than me!" Zhao Xing sighed, and bit the last two words on the envelope very hard: "Tear it down!" Why don't you have any enlightenment? Who opened my letter? …… Well, I won't pursue it the first time! ”

Chen Yiyi snorted heavily, and Cheng Azhu explained with a smile: "The official is not here, in case it is an urgent matter, wouldn't it be a mistake?" ”

What she means is: continue to demolish in the future!

Written on the letterhead is a love poem, the song "Remembering Qin'e". Zhao Xingyong said: "Jiaodidi." The eyebrows are broken through the spring mountains. Spring mountain scenery. Smile for you, frown for you.

There was no news after the affectionate farewell. Who knows at this time. Who knows. Sleepless at night, the river flute. ”

Zhao Xing couldn't help but praise the case: "Good words, really good words." ”

Chen Yiyi glared at Zhao Xing dissatisfied, and said, "Okay, where is it?" - Here's another one, I'll read it to you: a magpie. People are in Yunxi Corner. There is a letter of wind and rain at dusk, a lonely lamp wine, and no drinking.

Wrong, wrong. Who mistakenly wrote. Knowing and doing. I sent a note back, taught to read it, and chewed it carefully. ("Frost Dawn Corner)"

"It's okay with this one, this ......" Zhao Xing pondered for a long time, and asked carefully: "Write to me?" Are you sure? ”

Chen Yiyi nodded hatefully, Zhao Xing turned his gaze to Cheng Azhu, Cheng Azhu lowered his eyes, avoiding Zhao Xing's gaze.

Zhao Xing was complacent: Someone wrote me a word! When I came to the Great Song Dynasty, I was able to mix a poem with an inscription, how happy!

Holding the poem sign, no, two word signs, Zhao Xing looked at it excitedly, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The first poem is a resentful word, complaining that the lover didn't even give a message after leaving, which made the latter resentful like "singing in the middle of the night", and the noisy neighbor thought it was haunted - Pu Songling was here, and he would definitely write a "Chinese Ghost Story".

Well, although Pu Songling is not in the Song Dynasty, it's okay, the ancestor of Chinese ghost stories, Su Dongpo, is here, and Su Dongpo will know about this matter, and it will not be good.

It's just "singing in the middle of the night", and now the resentful woman actually likes "drinking in the middle of the night", feeling sorry for herself while drinking, and sent a letter to condemn him for living up to his affection, and then "teach to read and chew carefully" - after reading the letter, the suicide is to run over to take the other party home, and think about it yourself.

What's going on? Who did I mess with?

Looking up at Cheng Azhu and Chen Yiyi, Zhao Xing couldn't wait to write two words on his face: innocent! Four words: I am innocent!

But the two girls didn't look at Zhao Xing, they were full of condemnation from their hair to their toes, and Zhao Xing was not allowed to defend at all.

Zhao Xing thought for a moment, first used the elimination method to eliminate the suspects one by one, and he first asked: "Yuan Yeping...... That guy is still in my castle, and he doesn't have the habit of writing letters face-to-face? Concubine...... Hey, wait, wait until I bring a copper basin, and you will tell me. Lin Lei"

Zhao Xing's expression finally made the two girls laugh, and they rolled to the side with laughter. Chen Yiyi rolled on the ground with laughter, and when they calmed down their laughter, Cheng Azhu handed over two letter covers. While revealing the mystery: "It's Liao Xiaoxiao." We were in a hurry when we left and didn't say hello to her...... Since the first letter she sent, I have inquired with Ma Zhengqing. The little girl is now washed away and does not go out of the house every day, only for the pleasure of teaching the girl.

After receiving the letter, Uncle Ma went to see her and heard that she was living a very hard life. Uncle Ma left her a sum of money. She also accepted it, but it was still coarse tea and light food every day, and even her former sisters came to the door, and she closed her door. When Uncle Ma saw her, he asked her what she had to say, and this was her second letter - teach to read and chew carefully! ”

Zhao Xing looked at the two poems over and over again in his hand, and felt a little reluctant in his heart - not reluctant to give up Liao's small beauty, but reluctant: such a talented woman, but in the future, she will be alone for a lifetime. What will future generations think of him when they read these two poems? Negative heart? Thin son? Amorous man? Prodigal?

Thinking of these two words, Zhao Xing suddenly felt a sense of chagrin, it turned out that in the entire Great Song Dynasty, the person who could not compose poetry was me!

What an era this is. Even the daughters of the post men, the incense sellers, the hat plots, and the servants were all scholars. I can sing a few eternal sentences casually, but I have a stomach for economics. I can't even come up with a crooked poem.

What kind of world?!

It's a poetic age! Being born in this era is Zhao Xing's luck and his misfortune.

Cheng Azhu stabbed Chen Yiyi, Chen Yiyi coughed lightly twice, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Look at his reluctant look, hmph, I always stare at him in Jingshi, and I sleep with one eye open, lest he be hooked by those foxes in Jingshi, I didn't expect it, and I didn't see him do anything, so he hooked up and raped under our noses, hum!" ”

Cheng Azhu stabbed Yiyi again, and couldn't help but speak to herself: "I discussed it with Sister Chen......"

"There is no need to discuss, such an affectionate, affectionate, and talented woman, if I don't collect it, I will live up to these two good words, and I will be disappointed...... I pondered: Ah Zhu is not very proficient in officialdom etiquette, let Yi Yi serve those pickled officials - they are not worthy! Liao Xiaoxiao is just right. She was originally doing the work of welcoming and sending to the ground, and she knew everything when and what etiquette should be used on what occasion.

It's decided: when Liao Xiaoxiao comes, the affairs of the family will be presided over by Azhu; Industrial operation Yi Yi to do; Greet and send off guests, preside over the banquet, it's her. Send her a letter and pick her up ......"

"Hmph, you're cheap." Hearing the love for her in the words, Yi Yi no longer insisted: "We have sent the letter over, and the fleet has also received an order, it is said that she is already on the way!" ”

Zhao Xing nodded slightly.

When I came to the Great Song Dynasty, it is my obligation to love Azhu, and love Yiyi is my interests, what is Liao Xiaoxiao, do you appreciate it? Pity?

I'm always too soft-hearted.

Turning his head, Zhao Xing picked up the Arab Spring Palace map, squinted his eyes and asked Ah Zhu: "This thing...... Ah, I'm still young, forget it. Azhu, let's try it? ”

Ah Zhu's face flushed, and Yi Yi pouted: "What? …… Okay, you guys try, I'll watch from the side...... Watch, I watch! ”

"Go!" Ah Zhu slapped Yiyi with his hand: "The child's family...... Official, how can you say this in front of people......"

"Hahahaha......" Zhao Xing laughed very lewdly, he hugged Azhu and smiled at Yiyi: "What? Do you really want to watch? Go along?! ”

Yi shrank and slipped away in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xing leaned over and kissed him, and Ah Zhu had softened into a puddle of mud......

The next day, Zhang was awakened by the sound of his son's call. After stopping the diarrhea, after a day's sleep, Zhang Yuan was already hungry, he kept shouting: "Water", and when he was fully awake, he saw an old father's face. Zhang looked at his eldest son, and muttered with moist eyes: "What a miracle doctor, what a miracle doctor!" ”

Doctors in the Song Dynasty paid attention to "illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread", and it is extremely rare for a patient like Zhang Yuan to wake up the next day when he has diarrhea to the point of coma. And Zhang Yuan was able to do this because of the supplementation of normal saline...... But Zhao Xing would never tell this secret.

Seeing that his son was awake, Zhang hurriedly ran out of his son's bedroom and beckoned the servants to bring him food. It was only now that he realized the benefits of this small building.

The small building had a very spacious kitchen in the building, and the servants slept under the same roof, and in a short time the servants brought the salty porridge stewed on the fire. Two widows stepped forward and fed Zhang Yuan porridge spoon by spoon with a small metal spoon......

My son was able to eat, which made Zhang feel very happy.

Took a few bites. Zhang Yuan suddenly stopped moving, he pointed out the window and asked Zhang, "Father." What is this sound? ”

Zhang Yuan's ward is furnished like a modern person's bedroom, with a large bed, several wardrobes, a soft couch, and a table cabinet. Zhang slept on a soft couch yesterday. Zhang Yuandi's awakening just now made him extremely excited. Except for his son's voice, he didn't hear any movement, and at this moment, as soon as Zhang Yuan asked, he immediately noticed the sound outside the window.

It was the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of horses' hooves was mixed with shouts of killing, shouting, running, and chopping...... It seems that there is a battle going on outside the window.

Zhang listened for a moment and shook his head slightly: "This is Zhao Liren's Castle?" Who could climb over such a tall stone wall and enter the castle to attack? Besides, this is Hangzhou. I haven't heard of bandits daring to attack...... I'll check it out! ”

Zhang had observed yesterday that in addition to the three or four hundred people living in the castle wall, there were also fifteen hundred workers who built the iron furnace fort on the highest part of the hillside. And they are all strong men. He also heard that Zhao Xing was good at organizing and mobilizing people. Dare to attack the residence of a histology expert in the Song Dynasty, who is well fed. I want to find death.

Outside the window, there was indeed the sound of fighting, splitting and plopping to the ground. Zhang was suspicious, but the two widows in the room were still unhurriedly pursed their cherry lips, concentrating on blowing the hot porridge in the cool spoon, their unhurried attitude made Zhang nervous, he stood up very calmly, put his hands behind his back, and told his son with a fatherly expression: "Don't panic, wait for your father to take a look." ”

Zhang They lived in a guest room, this house was on the slope of the hill, and the noise came from behind the hillside through Zhao Xing's house. Zhang walked towards the noisy place with his hands behind his back, and after only a few steps, he stopped abruptly - he seemed to have forgotten something?

Suddenly looking back, I saw the mountains and flowers.

Overnight, all the flowers and trees in the mountains bloomed, and there were several varieties of flowers, including the green-skinned cherry, the bark was millow-brown, the leaves were like lanceos, the flowers were double-petaled, and they were white and pink; There are colorful cherry blossoms, the flowers are large, rose-colored, and dense branches are split from the top of the tree, like a colorful glow......

Overnight, the cherry blossoms bloomed rapidly. The bloom is gorgeous and brilliant, with a kind of struggling bloom, as if I am afraid of missing the good times, so I try my best to bloom the beauty that I have accumulated all my life.

It came suddenly and unstoppable. Then fall in the wind. There is no nostalgia, as if it is a flower blowing snow. The cherry blossom forest bloomed on one side, and the pink and white petals continued to fall.

It occurred to me that this was perhaps the most indulgent flower. Because it dies early, it's like a life of hard work, and there is no chance to become bad. So leave a lifetime to remember.

Maybe sad. But it's beautiful.

The breeze is light, the petals of the tree are fluttering with the breeze, the petals are raining, a man in a plain white Tang costume is wearing his hair loose, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his expression is obsessed wandering under the flower tree, and his mouth seems to be muttering something, as if he is composing poetry.

That person Zhang knew, it was the beautiful Japanese man Yuan Yeping.

Zhang was attracted by this situation, and couldn't help but walk for a while. Only then did he remember two lines of poetry, and remembered that his son was waiting for an answer in the room, so he hurried a few steps, walked through Zhao Xing's house, and came to the high place on the hillside.

The hillside turns here and begins to descend. Below was a green meadow, trampled on in some places, revealing bare dirt. From the side of the slope to the stone walls of the castle at the foot of the hill, there are scattered people standing with people waving various equipment as if exercising. Zhang, who had managed the army, recognized that the equipment was basically related to the army, and it was similar to the equipment of stone locks and stone bars to exercise strength.

The most conspicuous in the center of the meadow is Zhao Xing - perhaps a giant similar to Zhao Xing. Because he was dressed in full armor, and even his face was covered in iron armor, and he was seen riding on a tall horse, with a round shield in one hand and a spear in the other, running back and forth from the bottom of the slope to the slope, and from the slope to the bottom of the slope.

Every time he ran to the top of the slope, Zhao Xing always blocked his body with a shield, and stabbed the spear in his hand forward with the other hand, again and again in vain, but Zhao Xing still persisted.

Watching Zhao Xing repeat this monotonous action repeatedly. Zhang Du was crazy about it, and finally, Zhao Xing's movements changed a little. I heard the tip of his spear clang, as if it had stabbed something. Zhang took a closer look and found an iron ring hanging in the air.

The iron ring fluttered in the wind. Every time Zhao Xing went back and forth, he was trying to pierce the tip of the gun into the ring, and this time he finally got his wish.

The spear pierced through the gap in the hoop, and the fast horse galloped too fast. Zhao Xing didn't seem to have time to draw his spear from the ring. He discarded his spear and galloped past without looking back. When he got back to the top of the slope, he had another scimitar in his right hand, and this time he ran around on horseback, cutting the ring with the scimitar repeatedly...... So, the monotonous action was repeated and repeated. Until the saber struck the ring.

After reading it for a long time, he forgot to go back to comfort his son. When Zhao Xing discarded the scimitar this time, he ran down the slope, turned over and jumped off the horse. Then. His disciple rode up on a horse, repeating what Zhao Xing had just done. Zhao Xing stood in place, watching others fight.

The ones who were fighting were the few feudal warriors that Zhang had seen yesterday, and the eight of them were divided into four teams, fisting and kicking each other. Fist to flesh. This is where the sound of fighting Zhang Yuan heard in the room came from.

Around this group of alpine samurai. There were also a few shirtless people playing with barbells.

Zhao Xing unfastened his armor and took off his helmet. He watched the fight of the group of mountain warriors for a while, let out a vicious scream, jumped into the circle and fought with the group of people, hitting half the waist, he looked up and saw the lonely standing on the hillside, and he was stunned, he was pressed under him by two Gurkha warriors, and he couldn't move.

When Zhao Xing pat the ground to admit defeat, the two Gurkha warriors let go of him, Zhao Xing sweated profusely and ran to Zhang, and greeted him first: "Zhang Laozi, is Brother Wengu awake?" ”

Zhang replied: "The means of leaving people are really extraordinary, Wu'er no longer has diarrhea after taking medicine, I woke up just now and ate a small half bowl of porridge." ”

Zhao Xing didn't explain what he did just now, he took the towel handed over to the widow, wiped his sweat, and asked Zhang to go first.

Turning the hillside, Zhang pointed to the flowers and trees all over the mountain, and said with appreciation: "You came back yesterday, and today the mountain is full of beauty, but you say that the flowers also know the lord and bloom to welcome the king, which is very gratifying!" ”

Zhao Xing joked and said: "It's better to say that this flower is specially opened for Master Zhang, Zhang Laozi came to my house yesterday to seek illness, today Brother Wengu woke up, the mountains are blooming, how do you know that it is not for the adults to congratulate!" ”

Zhang Xinhua bloomed, looked up to the sky and laughed, and after laughing, he pointed to the flowers and trees in the mountains and asked, "What kind of flower is this, very special?" ”

"Mountain cherry blossoms bouldering shade pine branches, than and the rest of the flowers are the latest. Lai Youchun is lonely, blowing incense and crossing the water to report to people...... This flower is a type of cherry blossom," Zhao Xing replied.

Zhang took a deep look at Zhao Xing, and he felt that the poem that Zhao Xing had just quoted was meaningful. Because this poem was written by Wang Anshi, and Wang Anshi loved cherry blossoms the most during his lifetime.

Zhang thought that Zhao Xing was implying that although he was wearing the skin of the Shu Party, he was in favor of changing the law in his bones. Even Wang Anshi's favorite flower he likes.

Actually, he guessed wrong.

Zhao Xing's garden is full of cherry blossoms because in his previous knowledge, Chinese cherry blossoms were introduced from Japan. But when he arrives in the world, he discovers that the truth is exactly the opposite of what he has learned, that the origin of cherry blossoms is China – of course, he does not know that the origin of cherry blossoms is the Himalayas.

The history of cherry blossom cultivation in China can be traced back to the Qin and Han dynasties, when the cherry blossom was still a royal plant and was cultivated in palaces. During the Tang Dynasty, it was common to appear in private gardens. Tang Li Shangyin praised the cherry blossoms with "where the mourning kite is in an emergency, and the cherry blossoms are always weeping on the poplar bank". And Bai Juyi wrote a special cherry blossom praise: "There are two cherry trees in the west hall of the South Pavilion, and the spring strips are long and the summer is cloudy." Although Suhua Zhu Shi is exhausted today, the blue leaves are not affectionate. ”

The Japanese believe that their cherry blossoms were introduced from Yunnan. It was a Yunnan monk in the Tang Dynasty who crossed the sea to Japan to preach the Dharma, and by the way, brought cherry blossoms to Japan - which is also recognized by the world's botanical history.

After Zhao Xing figured out what the Japanese thought, he retaliated and planted his yard with cherry blossoms, and this time, he could finally enjoy this "Tang monk flower" without any scruples.

The most famous person in the Song Dynasty who loved cherry blossoms was Wang Anshi. Wang Anshi is sloppy, informal, and has no pickiness about food and clothing, and when he went to court, there were large ink stains on his court clothes, and he straightened his waist with dignity.

Wang Anshi "has been a famous man in the world for 30 years", and the imperial court has repeatedly called him to enter the court, but he has been refused, and he only concentrates on cultivating talents. The group of students he taught then became the main force supporting his change. This group of students regarded Wang Anshi as a "sage of the present world". and to consider all his deeds noble.

After Wang Anshi's resignation, no one in the court dared to like cherry blossoms, but Zhao Xing regarded this kind of flower as a "street tree". planted the entire manor, a metaphor for this behavior is "Jing Gong's preference, is the road guide".

Isn't that a strong hint? So Zhang didn't say anything, but in his heart he secretly regarded the other party as a fellow party.

Now, the New Party members are all persecuted, and Zhang is deeply favored by Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing refused to officially reveal his identity. Of course, he doesn't force anymore. But since then, he looked at Zhao Xingdi and looked at him a lot more affectionately.

Zhao Xing walked through the cherry blossom tree, and saw that Yuan Yeping was still wandering obsessively, he stopped, and wondered in his heart: How could Yuan Yeping like cherry blossoms? Is it a fateful encounter?

What the Japanese like these years - what Su Dongpo likes, the Japanese and Koreans like.

Su Dongpo said in Huangzhou: Meilanzhu three gentlemen. The Japanese do so - they like plum blossoms the most! Every year, the Japanese emperor presides over the cherry blossom viewing party, and the land is not cherry blossoms, but plum blossoms. Cherry blossom viewing should be a later thing...... Could it be that it has something to do with the kid Yuan Yeping?

Zhao Xing kindly admonished: "Source Palace." As a samurai, how can you forget your daily workouts? That's not going to work, you should go down and practice it too. Look at you, every day is either drunk and singing, or reciting poetry and sentences. This is not the state of mind of a samurai. ”

Yuan Yeping's eyes gradually became focused. Seeing that it was Zhao Xing, he shook his head. He rolled his eyes and said, "Practice? Did it work? No matter how much I practice, I can't beat you: the seeds of small chrysanthemums, no matter how much you exercise, you can't bloom big chrysanthemums. ”

Hearing such ambiguous words, Zhao Xing hurriedly walked a few steps and ran into Zhang Yuan's bedroom.

In the bedroom, Chen Yiyi, dressed up, was taking the doctor who stayed in the place yesterday to visit Zhang Yuan, just this night, the jewelry on Chen Yiyi's head also bloomed like a flower tree in the courtyard, full of red, green, gold and silver, and the gems were shining, and the eyes of the people only saw a ball of light, and they couldn't see the human figure.

Zhao Xing walked over, pulled the hairpin from Chen Yiyi's head in a row, forked his hair, and after a while, a bunch of jewelry was piled up on the table, Chen Yiyi thought this was a special intimacy at first, and when there were only three or two hairpins left on her head, she changed her face: "What, Sister Azhu wears it, I can't wear it, I'm ......."

Ah Zhu is also worn like this? Zhao Xing shuddered, and hurriedly explained: "Layout, I told you about the layout." Do you remember the Golden Rule? Painting should be about color matching, and the same should be true for wearing jewelry. There is a law called the three-color rule, which says that when you wear clothes and jewelry, you can't have more than three colors......

Highlight the topic, highlight the topic. When there are too many colors, it will be confusing, and you will not be able to figure out what you want to express......"

Zhang just started to watch Zhao Xing's actions, and he couldn't get used to Zhao Xing's concubine who loved him so much, and he was intimate in front of people in broad daylight, and when Zhao Xing said this, Zhang slowly narrowed his eyes and blurted out: "Li Gonglin once said that he is good at painting, and he once asked you for advice on the layout of the picture...... But I've never heard of anyone drawing anything, so that's weird? However, how can Mi Fu also say so?

I once heard Su Laopo say that he is also good at writing lyrics and has done one or two good lyrics...... I've heard those words too, and they're good. But Su Laopo also said that people don't like to praise the world in the name of poetry. Am I even more weird?

You have also seen the situation of Chen Shidao, and the whole family is uneasy to ask for a good sentence or two. What do scholars and students strive for all their lives, don't they just want to surprise the world with their talents? What is talent? Not a poet? Not painting? Not a medical skill? What else could it be? What else could there be? ”

At this moment, Zhang has a strong curiosity about Zhao Xingdi's knowledge, if it weren't for the big name of Su Shi in the Ming, it is estimated that he would ask Zhao Xing's origins.

Zhao Xing's "making a few poems" happens to be able to see a little bit of Su Shi's heroic style, which makes people affirm the teacher-student relationship between him and Su Dongpo, it just so happens that Huangzhou is a place where the news is closed, people are difficult to be sure how long Su Dongpo taught Zhao Xing when he was in Huangzhou, and what did he teach Zhao Xing? The only thing the world knows is: Zhao Xing made a bet with Su Shi and lost his bet. There was a time when he was forced by Su Dongpo to come to the door every day and wait for a lesson...... In fact, it was Cheng's disciples who were taking classes in Su Dongpo's house at that time.

This is the first time that some Song people have doubts about Zhao Xing's origins.

This suspicion may stay with Zhao Xing for the rest of his life.