The houses of the Tang Dynasty are extremely large, especially with the garden, the great poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty lived in seclusion in Luoyang in his later years, and placed a garden before and after fifteen acres, especially to promote narrowness, which can be seen. (Just look at the text and type it by hand.)

The garden that Zhang Zichuan helped Tang Cheng buy is particularly large, with a total area of no less than twenty-two or three acres, in addition to the gorgeous hall in front, the back garden in this house is very much thought.

The orange light not only adds a little bit of brightness to the moon, but also dilutes the coldness of the moonlight in silence, adding a bit of warmth to the whole garden.

"This moon gate is also exquisite", Yu Dongjun, who said with a smile between his side, just stepped through the moon gate, and felt a cool air with a slight mist rushing to his face, and when he turned his head to see everything in front of him, he was a little distracted for a while.

Not only Yu Dongjun, but also the businessmen who followed closely behind were all like this, and in this instant, the entire crowd suddenly stopped, looking at all this in amazement and admiration.

Under the cold moonlight and the light of the lanterns, the present in front of you is a lush green beautiful mountain and beautiful water, as far as the eye can see, the sound of the water under the granite path of the half-slope type is murmuring, the bamboo leaves are shaking, there are buildings and platforms, there are pavilions and pavilions, all of them are hidden between the cleverly conceived stacked mountains and stones, and the ripples and water waves that reflect the moonlight of the Lingling are faintly visible, and the small bridge that stands like a crescent moon on the water waves, between the pavilions and the mountain stone water bridge, there are flowers, bamboo forests.

This mountain and this water, this pavilion, and this water wave lying bridge, everything in front of you is so harmonious and harmonious, just like a superb Jiangnan landscape scroll, at first glance this scene. In addition to being amazed and appreciative, Yu Dongjun, who was also a scribe, couldn't bear to step at his feet, and was afraid that he would crush this beautiful and natural landscape scroll with one foot.

Daya Zhizheng Garden is in the most prosperous place in Daocheng, obviously knowing that he is in the lively market, but as soon as he enters this garden, Yu Dongjun suddenly seems to have walked into the green mountains and beautiful waters outside the city, and for a time countless poems of the former sages chanting the landscape and pastoral in his mind poured into his heart, and the poetry in his heart and the landscape in front of him merged into one. At this moment, Yu Dongjun seemed to have walked into a lost dream, a dream of landscape and pastoral that was rooted in the hearts of every literati and could not be erased.

Seeing Yu Dongjun's look of amazement, Tang Cheng smiled slightly. In the past three months, a lot of money and manpower have been spent, and what he wants is the effect in front of him.

The ancient Chinese people had a special preference for the construction of gardens, but although the style of garden construction began early, it was still the pursuit of simple beauty for a long time in the early days, and the gardens were more than large and less exquisite, which was the case in the current Tang Dynasty. The art of camping did not reach its peak until the Ming and Qing dynasties. And this elegant to the garden in front of me. It is Tang Cheng who synthesized the essence of the famous gardens such as the Humble Administrator's Garden, the Lion Forest, the Sui Garden, the Lingering Garden, and the Net Master. After Jin Jianyou, the first master of the garden, realized it through technical means, it can be said without boasting that the garden in front of him is definitely a work of the distant era.

For Yu Dongjun and the merchants, who are accustomed to seeing sparse gardens, the visual and psychological impact of the Daya Zhizheng Garden of this era at first glance is similar to the science fiction blockbuster produced in the 21st century suddenly in the 70s.......

Everyone didn't speak, and Tang Cheng was speechless. After a long time, I heard Yu Dongjun sigh softly: "When the envoy used to be for the Ministry of Labor, he also used to amuse, and he also traveled all over the original gardens, but what he saw in his life, the essence of this garden's management, and the ingenuity of the ingenuity is far better than that of his peers."

"Thank you for your compliment, please do so", Tang Cheng walked forward with Yu Dongjun, and laughed softly: "This garden has a total of 14 acres, and there are 96 pavilions and pavilions and rooms and guest houses within these 14 acres. There are paths, winding bridges and cloisters connecting them. Strive for fresh and elegant poetry. In a nutshell, gardening is like writing. It must make the twists and turns have a law, echo before and after, and call it a good structure, the most taboo piling up, the most taboo intricate".

Hearing this, Yu Dongjun suddenly stopped, "Oh, this garden is actually from you?" ”。

"My subordinates don't have this ability", Tang Cheng shook his head with a smile, "This garden was built by Jin Jianyou, and his subordinates just put forward some ideas when they built the garden."

"Oh, what are you thinking?" , Yu Dongjun asked with interest as he walked. "It's nothing, but at the end of last year, my subordinates went to Yangzhou for a trip, during which I also visited the famous recreation garden, but I felt that although this garden was big and clumsy, I had no choice but to lose the artistic conception of the landscape. This time, I just got such an opportunity to use the method of poetry to use the camp, and strive to express the meaning of the chest through bizarre ideas, so that a pavilion and a pool, a pavilion on the first floor, a pavilion, a flower and a tree are carefully deployed, so as to see the poetry of the strange ...... in peace."

Previously, in the hearts of the Eastern Army and the merchants, Tang Cheng's image was that of a flat-bottomed businessman with a flexible brain, or more directly, a businessman who was good at collecting money for the yamen. But at this moment, under the moonlight lanterns, in the landscape painting-like garden in front of him, Tang Cheng, who listened to the granite path, talked clearly, this environment, and everything he said in his mouth, were wrapped in a layer of invisible, but clearly felt the breath of a scholar, that is, at this moment, many people who were familiar with him suddenly remembered that Tang Cheng also had the identity of a Taoist bachelor.

"Gardening is like writing, it will make twists and turns, and it will be strange in peace, and it is good to say!" , Yu Dongjun smiled and praised, "One or two can be used to draw back from three, Tang Cheng is successful in reading."

"The festival has made the adults praise falsely."

Between the words, several people have come to the garden that small lake beside the Hong, at this time there are a number of seats in the bamboo leaves bushes by the lakeside, each seat has an incense burner, wine ou, jade cup and light side dishes under the wine, with Tang Cheng to Yu Dongjun invited to sit, behind the bamboo forest slowly walked out of a group of young women, these women are beautiful in color, graceful figures, the most rare is outstanding bearing, at this moment wearing palace clothes through the forest to the moon, the person itself is a very beautiful palace dress lady picture.

Under the guidance of the ladies, the guests sat down in the bamboo forest by the lake, in front of them was the lake reflecting the moonlight, and on the side was the bamboo forest singing in the wind at night...... It's even more ethereal.

At this time, the main means of entertainment is singing and dancing, but for all the guests in the throne today, even if they have been feasting for a long time, there is no time that can bring so many surprises and admiration as tonight.

"Damn, if something happens to Tang Cheng, there must be a surprise", a businessman in the bamboo forest smiled embarrassedly as soon as he finished saying this. Even he himself felt that such an environment was really not suitable for those familiar mantras.

Seeing him like this, the guest not far away next to him smiled and said, "Yes, if you don't say that Tang Cheng is a seven-trick exquisite heart, I will definitely bring my two unsuccessful sons to see next time." This place just smells like a reader, and when you sit here, you feel three points lighter."

"Yes, this place is also evil, and it can really dispel the cheesy", the merchant who started to speak nodded, "Next time there are guests coming, just bring them here." Don't say anything else. For this garden, the rest of Dao City really can't take it." When discussing in twos and threes in the bamboo forest, Yu Dongjun had already picked up the wine cup in front of him.

"Good garden, good wine", putting down the wine cup in his hand, Yu Dongjun took a deep breath of the cool night breeze, and smiled and said to Tang Cheng, who was sitting not far away: "What should be next?" ”。

"Please listen," he said. Tang Cheng raised his hands slightly and gave two crisp high-fives.

With Tang Cheng's high-five, a pipa suddenly stirred up from not far from the lake in front of the guests, and the sound of the pipa suddenly came, and after it came, it rang up, breaking the silence of Daya Zhizheng in an instant.

There was a palace lamp hanging at the head of the guests, but there was no light in the lake, and under this light and darkness, the lake in front of the guests was dark, and in the darkness, it was impossible to see who was playing the pipa. Instead, everyone focused all their attention on the sound of the pipa that broke through the air.

In the Tang Dynasty, the rich and noble families must have singing and dancing to help them enjoy their feasts. And the guests who can be invited tonight are even more connoisseurs in the banquet hall, although they do not learn the rhythm of music. But after many years of hearing and seeing, even if you can't tell what is good, you still have the ability to judge the good or bad itself, which is the same as a good eater who is not necessarily good at cooking, but must be good at tasting food.

Gently and slowly twist, picking, wiping, hooking, especially the extremely difficult application of the wheel finger, the sound of the pipa in the lake sounded for a while, the whispering on the shore has come to an abrupt end, at this moment, when marveling at the exquisite pipa skills, the most question in everyone's hearts is, who is the one who plays the pipa? When did there be such a national player in Daocheng?

The sound of the pipa is getting more and more urgent, the huge peak is inserted into the sky at the high place, the water flows into the abyss at the low place, the white clouds are gently blowing at the fluttering place, and the stone resistance is long at the dangerous place

""Shu Road Difficulty", hearing the excitement, Yu Dongjun couldn't help but praise: "What a song "Shu Road Difficulty"! ”。

"Shu Road Difficulty" is a famous song of ancient Yuefu, this song is intended to tell the danger of Shu Road, the passage of time, although the poems that are sung with the tune are often new, but the tune itself has not changed much, it is known to the Eastern Army when he listens.

Just as he was exclaiming, the first stack of the tune had ended, just when the Eastern Army was still sighing with regret, the pipa turned, the second stack turned, and at the same time, a sigh full of desolation rose majestically in the sound of the pipa:

The danger is high! The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky.

With this desolate sigh, the dark lake suddenly bloomed, and the blooming brilliance was shrouded in a flat-headed painting boat floating slightly on the water surface, at this time, there was a white-bearded old man in the corner of the painting boat was plucking the pipa with continuous wheel fingers, and in the middle of the painting boat was a ** upper body, revealing a middle-aged singer with brown and black muscles, and the five Ding Zhuang who were dancing behind the singer were dressed the same as him.

From the pipa to the singer, and then to Ding Zhuang who danced with him, the sound and timbre in the painting boat at this time showed all fierce masculinity. In the blooming light, the singer on the upper body continued to play a long song with the accompaniment of the pipa:

Silkworms and fish, the founding of the country is at a loss.

He is 48,000 years old, and he is not populated with Qinsai.

There is a bird road in Xidang Taibai, which can cross the top of Emei.

The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stack was hooked together.

There is a high standard of six dragons returning to the sun, and there is a return to the river with a wave and a reversal.

The flight of the yellow crane is not yet passable, and the ape is here to climb to help.

Green mud He Pan Panpan. Hundreds of steps and nine folds linger on the rocks.

He sat on his back and sighed with his hands.

Ask when you will return to the west, and the daunting rock is unclimbable.

But seeing the dead wood of the Bird of Sorrow, the male and female flew around the forest.

I also heard Zigui crying the night moon, and I was sad about the empty mountain.

The difficulty of Shu Road, it is difficult to go to the blue sky,

Let people listen to this!

Since the great revival of the palace style poems between Qi and Liang in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, it has gone through the Sui Dynasty to the early Tang Dynasty. In the poetry world, the mainstream is the beautiful and glamorous palace style poems, although there are the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty and Chen Ziang in the middle of the reform of the poetry style, but the time is not far away, and the total amount of poetry is far behind. At this time, when people were singing, dancing and drinking, they listened to the most charming palace body, and the singers and poets were all singers without exception.

In the banquet and drinking, I have long been accustomed to the slender singer who holds the pipa in her arms, and I am used to listening to the soft palace poems.

A pipa that is as fast as a storm. A singer who exposes his whole body and strong muscles. From the moment of sighing and singing, the lakeside guests have been snatched away by the pride and pride that came to their faces, and this pride and pride, the wild feelings in the poem, the extremely exaggerated imagination and silently ignited the pride of the men in their blood, thousands of years later, when the later generations of students still feel agitated when they read the famous articles of Li Baidi's song line. Not to mention that after all kinds of momentum in front of him, there is the accompaniment of the pipa and the strong dance?

When the singer sings to the second time, the guests in the audience can't help but stand up and sing in harmony, even if the verses can't be remembered, but they don't forget to hum the rhythm with the pipa, and when the singer sings "Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky", then he responds loudly, and the sound is so loud that the frightened night bird hovers and flies high again. All of a sudden. The atmosphere in the whole Daya Zhizheng Garden is like a raging flame, dancing and galloping.

Three times in a row. When the singer finally finished singing the last sentence in a huge chorus, the lanterns on the painting boat were extinguished one by one, and the blooming brilliance gradually faded into darkness, and at the same time, the command of "pour wine" sounded in the bamboo forest by the lake, and these wealthy businessmen who were still proud in their chests shouted the word "pour wine", which was much shorter and more powerful than usual.

After taking the wine and drinking it all, the dripping wine flowed from the corners of his mouth and fell on the chest of the silk satin robe, and the guests who were still standing poured the full wine on the table after a meal, and almost unanimously praised it in a long voice: "Happy! ”。

"It's a dangerous Shu road, it's a Shu road, it's difficult to go to the sky", Yu Dongjun has a different identity after all, and he has never gotten up like those businessmen, but the agitation in his chest is not a lot, and he squeezed the wine in his hand tightly to the case, Yu Dongjun said angrily: "Good song, good speech, so happy!" ”。

"The flight of the yellow crane is not yet passable, and the ape is here to climb to help. Green mud He Panpan, 100 steps and nine folds lingering rocks! After waving his hand to the lady who served the wine, Tang Cheng got up and went to the side of the Yu Dongjun case, while personally carrying the wine and pouring the wine, he said: "However, although the difficulty of Shu is so, there are still strong men who climb the cliff, face the abyss, and dig the passage road in the unclimbable fear rock, such pride, such feats, these strong men who open the mountain and split the road are really infinitely admired when they think about it."

"Say the land is good", Yu Dongjun is to build roads as a lifelong career, at this time listening to Tang Cheng's words, the chest of the unfading Haoxing suddenly rose by three points, "The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stack was hooked!" If you can get the praise of this sentence, the people of my generation who build the road will die on the cliff, and they should also smile at Jiuquan and die as they deserve."

When he said this, Yu Dongjun's face showed a clear smile that was completely inconsistent with his age, and his eyes were also shining, shining with the light of his ideals.

"My lord's heart is admired by my subordinates!" , Taking a step back, Tang Cheng's gift of giving his hand was sincere and sincere.

"That's it, that's it, the song "Shu Dao Difficult" sung by Shicai is definitely a new word, where is the person who made the word now?" , Yu Dongjun waved his hand to Tang Cheng again and again: "Go, invite me to me, the envoy will definitely invite him to a big visit."

Hearing this, after Tang Cheng's face turned red, he returned to his seat and held the wine, and invited Yu Dongjun to drink: "My lord, please!" ”。

"Is that you?" , Yu Dongjun, who got up suddenly, said in surprise: "The lyrics of this "Shu Dao Difficulty" were written by Tang Cheng, you? ”。

In an instant, the observation made the adult's abnormal behavior focus the eyes of the guests on Tang Cheng......

On this night, Daya Zhizheng Garden is in full bloom; On this night, after reading it by He Zhizhang, a Siming fanatic, he praised "Shu Dao Difficulty", which is not a talent of immortals, was born; The surprises and surprises of this night will surely spread with the spread of the noble guests, and finally shake the Liulinfang and the Daocheng literary world.

ps: The weather forecast is really not credible, yesterday when I checked it and said that there would be no rain in three days, today there was one, depressed that I had just finished washing clothes at that time! Crying to death, God, that's not how to play tricks.

The day before yesterday and after asking for tickets yesterday, the monthly ticket for this book skyrocketed by more than a hundred, hehe! The so-called practice brings true knowledge, and the truth I understand is that the monthly pass is like a beautiful woman and a handsome guy, if you are not in a hurry to ask for it, she will run away with others at the moment!

So, please don't waste it if you still have a monthly pass!

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