Ling Zhi's eyes lit up when he saw Qin Yi writing these three words, but he felt that Qin Yi had just been too humble, which was clearly worthy of the name: "The title of Yuefu in the old days, the title you used to make poems today, there is some creativity in it." No wonder, you can pass the college examination and win the first place, I'm afraid it has something to do with your innovative thinking. As a poem name, the old name of Yuefu is still relatively rare. ”

"It's just...... As the saying goes, the name of a poem is like a person's heart, does Qin Gongzi want to express any dissatisfaction or unwilling emotions? After all, Ling Zhi is a student in Shu County, although he is not a knowledgeable and talented person, but he has also been influenced by the twelve skills of a gentleman, so he can naturally understand the meaning of Qin Yi's poem, "It seems that Qin Gongzi, you have experienced many unknown things. ”

When Qin Yi heard this, he didn't think too much in his heart, the corners of his mouth just turned upward, but he didn't answer Ling Zhi's words, but instead the action of writing poems in his hand was much faster.

"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars."

With the movement of the brush in Qin Yi's hand, Ling Zhi was also reading the poems he had written.

"Although you and I are only new acquaintances, there is a feeling of familiarity at first sight. The delicacies and wines at this table are not as exaggerated as the poems, but they are very symbolic! ”

Qin Yi still smiled, did not speak, continued the movement in his hand, and wrote the next sentence: Stop the cup and throw the spoon and can't eat, draw the sword and look around at a loss.

"Although Qin Gongzi has never worn a sword, this is like imagining his own violent reaction when he encounters a certain situation."

"If you want to cross the Yellow River and the ice and the river, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang."

"It's just a pity that the Yellow River is not in the land of Yizhou." Ling Zhi suddenly let out a sigh, and a certain regretful expression appeared on his face, "In the past, when my Great Xia was in the year of Xingguo, I expanded my territory for thousands of miles, and I fought all over the Northern Huns to find teeth!" ”

"But now? Thousands of miles of land outside the Seychelles fell into the hands of foreign peoples. If it weren't for the implementation of the policy of peace and affinity, I am afraid that the foreign people would have to cross the Yellow River and enter the Central Plains! ”

This time, Qin Yi stopped writing: "After all, it's just the history of the past, and now that I think about it, there has never been a large-scale war for decades, and this is a good policy!" ”

Although he said this on his lips, his heart was the same as Ling Zhi's expression, not only regretful, but also sad.

In that year, when Emperor Xuanzong was in power, the general Lu Kang personally led 150,000 soldiers and horses to sweep through the northwest region, and drove those foreign races who herded horses and ate to the north of the Beihai Sea, expanding the land for 2,000 miles. Then, the territory opened up by the ancestors does not mean that the descendants can protect it, and decades later, Xuanzong died, and those foreign peoples went south again, and even crossed the Yellow River to plunder the Senei region.

North of the Yellow River, the vast grassland, the scenery is beautiful, the cattle and horses are abundant, even though there is the vast Gobi Desert on one side, but the scenery is also extremely beautiful; To the south of the Yellow River is the land of Jinju, which is fertile for thousands of miles, but because of the unstable factors in the north, it can only be reduced to a garrison.

As the so-called heroes emerge in troubled times, how many heroes were there back then, dominating the land of Great Xia? However, in the end, isn't it all dust to dust and dust to dust? Even Emperor Xuanzong, who reigned for 60 years, was buried in Jingling in the Valley of the Buried Emperors, and could not see the situation of future generations.

It's a pity that there are no heroes like Lu Kang in later generations, so Daxia has always taken a defensive position against those nationalities, accompanied by a policy of harmony.

"Yellow River! Yellow River! Yellow River! Ling Zhi suddenly shouted "Yellow River" three times in a row, and immediately pulled out his saber and slashed at the lower right corner of the table, "Click-" sounded, and the corner of the table fell, "The homeland is now safe, when will I return to the north?" It's a pity, it's a pity, the great rivers and mountains have all been reduced to a place for foreign people to graze horses and sheep! ”

Qin Yi was taken aback by Ling Zhi's reaction, but quickly returned to normal, and said, "It's inconvenient to ask more about the affairs of the court." Since I am writing poems, I will continue to write them. ”

He didn't want to dwell on these things, although he understood why Ling Zhi was like this, and he also knew why the old rivers and mountains would continue to fall into the hands of foreign peoples. However, he could not speak.

If there are really two words to put it in, it is: party strife.

Things above the court are far more complicated than ordinary people imagine, and even if some things have been determined, they are only the tip of the iceberg.

The road to the imperial examination is far more complicated than ordinary people imagine, and if you are not careful, you will fall into party struggle. These are also some of the things that Ge Wenqiu mentioned when he was chatting with Qin Yi privately.

At that time, Qin Yi listened, and the illusion in his heart was instantly shattered.

Fortunately, all this is still a long time away from when Qin Yi comes into contact with it. But for Lingzhi, it's a little different.

He is already a student of the county school, and if he wants to be an official in the future, he will inevitably have to go through this. Qin Yi understands that Ling Zhi must also be aware of the party struggle, but the reality is that he must make a choice in the party struggle, otherwise, he will have empty ambitions, and in the end, he can only sigh.

Qin Yi sighed again, no longer thinking about it, but continued to write verses: Come and fish on Bixi, and suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun.

At this time, Ling Zhi put away his sword, and the look on his face also returned to its original state: "I'm sorry, Qin Gongzi, I felt something in my heart just now, so I lost my temper!" ”

"What did Brother Ling say? I was just thinking about that! Qin Yi smiled, "It's just that when Brother Ling walks in the officialdom in the future, just be careful!" ”

"It really should be!"

Ling Zhi paused, his eyes drifted to the poem written by Qin Yi, and his brows furrowed, as if this sentence had written the bitterness in his heart.

This sentence is excellently written. If I understand it well, Qin Gongzi aspires to become such a character? ”

He had a hint of joy, looking at Qin Yi's eyes, as if he was looking at his best friend and confidant.

Qin Yi didn't answer, but pondered for a while, but after all, he didn't give Ling Zhi any kind of answer, but continued to write: It's difficult to walk, it's difficult to walk; Many divergent roads, where are you now? There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea!

This time, Qin Yi finished writing this poem in one go, without any stopping. This is the "Difficult to Walk" by the poet immortal Li Bai in the previous life, and now it is used by Qin Yi to express some of his own aspirations. Although, there may be differences between each other and in terms of interpretation, but in terms of emotion, they are similar.

""Difficult to Walk", the golden bottle of sake is ten, and the jade plate is shy and straight. I couldn't eat when I stopped throwing my cup, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword and looked around. If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang. Idle fishing on the blue river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun. It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! Duoqi Road, where is it today? There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. ”

When Ling Zhi saw Qin Yi stop writing, he understood that he had finished writing. He read this poem from beginning to end, sighed in his heart, and praised it in his mouth.

"Qin Gongzi's talent is really worthy of the name! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would hardly have believed that you, who were born in a poor family, would have won the first place in the college examination? ”

"Brother Ling has won the prize!" Qin Yi smiled, and at the same time responded to Ling Zhi modestly, "I have wanted to write this poem for a long time, but I just didn't find the right opportunity!" Today, you and I met for the first time, but I had a feeling of familiarity at first sight, and I couldn't help myself, so I wrote such a song. ”

At this time, it was already the middle of the moon, and the hall on the first floor of the inn had also quieted down, and only Qin Yi and Ling Zhi were left in this attic. Looking like that, it seems that you have to talk at night.