"The military department is still in the book!?" Zhang Cheng was stunned when he heard this.

The military department is still in the book, one of the six books, this old man surnamed Qin is so good? This is the equivalent of a modern Minister of Defense. However, this old man is a scholar, and it has nothing to do with me, I am just a scholar, and I have no fame, and I haven't joined the army, there is no reason for this, Zhang Cheng is puzzled.

But isn't it a loss of freedom to be watched all the time like this, and you have to think of a way to leave here.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng decided to find a way to get out.

Suddenly, his mind turned, and he smiled at the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper Sun, when I get to the inn in a while, I have to ask you for a favor." ”

"Zhang Gongzi needs to say that he will do his best if he can do it." The shopkeeper responded with a smile.

Zhang Cheng scratched the back of his head, and said a little embarrassed: "I don't have any silver taels on me, I don't know if the shopkeeper Sun has silver taels on me?" After a pause, he said, "Just take a few hundred taels, and I will pay you back when Uncle Qin comes back." ”

The corner of Sun's shopkeeper's mouth twitched, and he took out a silver ticket from his arms and said: "Sun was in a hurry when he came, and he didn't bring too much cash, but he just brought a two hundred taels of silver ticket with him, and Zhang Gongzi can take it first." ”

After Zhang Cheng took the silver ticket, he thanked the shopkeeper Sun repeatedly, and said a basket of good words, what kind of parents or something, so that the shopkeeper Sun was very embarrassed to hear it.

After arriving at the inn, Zhang Chengjing went to the room, beckoned the shopkeeper casually and asked, "Is there a back door here?" ”

The shopkeeper said: "Yes, Childe, it's just that the back door is not often opened." ”

Zhang Cheng took out one or two lines of silver from his arms and handed it to Xiao Er: "Do me a favor, take me to the back door first, and when someone comes to look for me in front of the door in a while, you will say that I went to the thatched house, anyway, you can find a way to delay a little longer." ”

Xiao Er picked up Zhang Cheng's silver, smiled from ear to ear, and nodded again and again: "Childe, please come with me." ”

After Zhang Cheng slipped away from the back door, the shopkeeper Sun waited outside and saw no one, so he asked the shopkeeper, "Have you ever seen a young son?" ”

Xiao Er replied: "Yes, I saw him go to the thatched house when I came. ”

After hearing this, the shopkeeper Sun waited for a while, only about the time of a pillar of incense, and then called the shopkeeper and asked, "Is that son still in the thatched house?" ”

Xiao Er shook his head and said he didn't know.

Shopkeeper Sun pulled the shopkeeper and asked him to lead the way to the thatched house, but it was empty, and he went to Zhangcheng's room, which was still the case, Shopkeeper Sun couldn't help but scold angrily!

At this time, after Zhang Cheng slipped away from the back door, he hired a carriage and left quickly.

The joy of successfully escaping made Zhang Cheng, who was in the carriage, feel a little excited.

I don't know how long the carriage went, Zhang Cheng only said a word when he got into the carriage, and drove forward, and then there was no follow-up, and the coachman didn't ask much. It wasn't until near noon that the coachman asked, "Childe, it's noon, do we have dinner before leaving?" ”

Zhang Cheng thought about it for a while, and replied to the driver: "Just find the nearest restaurant."

After about half an hour, he stopped in a small town.

After getting off the bus, Zhang Chengjing went to the restaurant to eat, but during the meal, he was very surprised to hear something about himself, to be exact, about the poems he made in Fengzhou City, and the words he sang!

Passerby A: "Brother Sun, I heard that there is a Zhangcheng in Fengzhou City, who is it?" ”

Passerby B: "This Zhang Cheng is not simple, I heard that he used to compare couplet poems with people in the Falling Rain Pavilion, and no one was an opponent." ”

Passerby C: "What's this, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the city was full of fragrant gardens in Fengzhou, the eight princes came to two, and I heard that the top brand Qianqian first read the Mid-Autumn Festival words, and they all sighed to themselves, and then heard Qianqian sing it in a way that had never been done before, and Lin Zimu, one of the eight princes, directly admired Qianqian. ”

Passerby B: "Hehe, it seems that you don't know, I heard from a friend, and later the Qianqian girl said that the author and singing method of this poem were taught by the person named Zhang Cheng." ”

When the other two heard this, their faces were full of incredulity.

Zhang Cheng was very surprised when he heard it, he didn't expect it to reach Gusu so quickly, and he thought that Lu Luo seemed to have mentioned the matter of Manxiangyuan, and he felt a little curious, so he moved over.

"Disturbed the three brothers, I just heard that this friend knows a lot about the matter of Manxiangyuan, I don't know if I can talk about it in detail? I invite everyone to drink. Zhang Cheng clenched his fists and said to the three sons.

After the three sons also returned the salute, one of them said very proudly: "Son, you are polite, there is a friend in the garden of Manxiang at the time, so you know more about this matter, you are the right person." ”

The boy triumphantly recounted what had happened in the Manxiang Garden.

It turned out that the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting was held in Manxiangyuan at that time, and many people from the upper class society participated, including some celebrities, famous families, some gentlemen from colleges, government personnel, celebrities in Qinglou, and everyone was beautiful.

At that time, Lin Zimu, one of the eight princes, was almost the focus of the whole scene from his appearance to the end, until someone asked Miss Qianqian to sing for Lin Zimu's Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics, but unexpectedly Miss Qianqian refused, the reason was Zhang Cheng's "Water Tune Song Head".

So when Qianqian girl sang the whole song, the scene was almost shocked, at first everyone thought that the lyrics and songs were made by Qianqian, and then Qianqian shook her head and told everyone that the author was Zhang Cheng, and when everyone was surprised, Zhang Cheng's friend Chu Wen broke out about the Falling Rain Pavilion competition couplet, which made everyone more curious about the character of Zhang Cheng.

Although the lyrics and songs were all written by Zhang Cheng, Lin Zimu was fascinated by Miss Qianqian's singing voice, and then Miss Qianqian politely rejected Lin Zimu, and said that she belonged to Zhang Cheng, so she pushed Zhang Cheng out of the cusp.

After Zhang Cheng heard this, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and when he heard Qianqian's news, he was a little stunned thinking about Qianqian.

I can only sigh in my heart, I don't know what to do next, the disappearance of Lu Luo, the ruthlessness of the cheap old lady makes him very disappointed in the current ancient life.

After getting back on the road, Zhang Cheng was bored lying on the carriage, very confused about his future ancient life, and didn't know where to go.

The carriage had been gone for almost a day, and when it was almost evening, the coachman reminded that it was almost time to reach Hanshan Temple, and asked Zhang Cheng if he wanted to stop.

I heard that it was the most famous Hanshan Temple in ancient times, how could Zhang Cheng miss it, so after instructing the coachman, he entered the mountain road to Hanshan Temple alone.

As the sun sets, through the dense woods, a little bit of light is sprinkled, and the breeze moves, accompanied by Zhong Yu, as if you have come to the holy place in your heart.

And Hanshan Temple is famous, but it is because of Zhang Ji's "Fengqiao Night Park"

I just don't know if this poem appears in a Hanshan Temple, Zhang Cheng thought in his heart.

The beautiful, beautiful, and melancholy artistic conception created by Chinese characters has become a feeling that many literati and inkers have tried to experience throughout the ages. And Zhang Cheng is also a member of the drift, and he has no choice but to move in time and space, so he can only wander here and look for a little familiar scene.

But whether to come or not to come, there are still very different feelings in my heart.

Standing on the Fengqiao, Zhang Cheng looked at the river flowing towards the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal and the sails that disappeared at the end of his sight, and some loneliness and melancholy rose in his heart. The bells ringing in Hanshan Temple caused a longing for his hometown.

The bell in this daytime can't find the artistic conception in the poem after all, and the bell that creates the poignant artistic conception in this poem is in the middle of the night, in the deep darkness of the night, the light of the oil lamps on the passenger ship in the distance flickered, and the faint sound of flowing water outside the window of the ship.

This kind of lonely and lonely state of mind will appear in everyone's life, but Zhang Cheng's state of mind happened to appear on the night of Fengqiao Yebo, and at this time, Zhang Cheng can also understand the mood of the ancient poet Zhang Ji a little considerately.

In this way, facing the wind, I watched the large and small ships coming and going in the distance until I reached the starry night sky.

Looking at the starry night, the boats on the river, Zhang Cheng thought of Mao Ning's "The Sound of the Waves Remains", and regardless of the men and women walking on the bridge, he sang with feeling:

Take away a fishing fire

Let him warm my eyes

Leave a true feeling

Let it be moored by the Maple Bridge

Helpless me

has alienated that emotion

It took many years to find out

Back to you

The bell of Liuren

Still beating my sleeplessness

Dusty days

It's never going to be a cloud of smoke

You've been lost for a long time

That smiling face must be kept

Many years later, I can't

Accept each other's changes

The moonset is always a thousand years of wind and frost

The sound of the waves is still not seen in the original night

You and me today

How to repeat yesterday's story

This old ticket

Can you board your passenger ship

…………

After the song was finished, it seemed that he was moved by the song sung by Zhang Cheng, or he was shocked by this novel style, and countless sounds sounded behind him.

Zhang Cheng didn't look back, still looking at the fishing fire on the river, but at this time, a crisp female voice rose: "This son's singing voice seems to be very special, I have never heard such a beautiful music, I wonder if this son can teach me?" ”

After turning his head, he suddenly saw a hibiscus face in front of him, his cheeks were flushed, his starry eyes were like waves, and his eyes were full of pity and shyness.

Zhang Cheng was very surprised, ancient women almost never talked to strangers, not to mention that the woman in front of her was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her cheeks were flushed and shy, and she looked like a flower girl, so it shouldn't be, could it be that she was very handsome, Zhang Cheng thought very stinky in his heart.

Since the ancient girls took the initiative to talk to each other so much, if they didn't respond, wouldn't it make this pure and lovely Lori very embarrassed, so Zhang Chengmu smiled like a spring breeze: "Good evening, miss." ”