"If His Majesty gives money to the poor in his own business, he will say, 'If you win a good voice for children, you will be in the city for a year and a half'; when Your Majesty sends a clear law to test officials, it is said, 'If you read 10,000 books and do not read the law, you will cause Jun Yao Shun to know no skills'; when His Majesty is going to build water conservancy, he will say, 'If you know your mind in the East China Sea, you should teach and reprimand you to change the mulberry field'; and if your Majesty is prohibiting salt, you will say, 'How can you forget the smell of Shao and forget the taste, and you will eat without salt in March.'"

Under the candlelight, Lu Huiqing read a few sentences of the copied Shu Qian bullet chapter, flicked the small piece of paper with his fingers, and sneered: "Senior Li hates Su Shi for not dying." ”

"Isn't this written by Shu Yan?" Lu Shengqing wondered.

Lu Huiqing glanced at her younger brother coldly, and didn't bother to say a word.

Lu Shengqing was stunned for a moment and understood. Shu Yan is completely cooperating with Li Ding's recital.

Li Ding said in the bullet chapter that Su Shi's words, although unreasonable, are enough to encourage the vulgar, and the so-called words are false and distinguishable', and Shu Yan said in his bullet chapter that Su Shi 'ridiculed current affairs, and the popular people rushed to recite it'. Li Ding said that Su Shi 'made a statement of frustration and ruin, and he did not regret it in the end, and his evil has already been written', so Shu Yan took out Su Shi's poems sentence by sentence and analyzed them in detail for the Son of Heaven to see.

The two sang and harmonized, plus the imperial history that they were going to join in soon, and looked at the momentum as if they were willing to put Su Shi to death.

"I heard rumors today that Li Ding's son had passed through his door a few years ago, and Su Shi set up a banquet according to the story, but he sneered at the banquet, saying, 'What a long-term man', and Li Ding's son was ashamed to retreat."

"......" Lu Huiqing was silent for a while, and then shook her head after a while. There's nothing to say, "If this matter is true, it is not an exaggeration for Li Ding's title to Su Shi." Li Ding's son is a descendant, even if he is tired of seeing him, he can send someone to act as the chairman. Su Shi is so frivolous, it is really unseemly. ”

Li Ding sent his son to Sumen, perhaps with the intention of taking the initiative to resolve old grievances. After all, it was Su Shi who attacked Li Ding, and Li Ding did not approve it, and his son did not dare to go to Su Shi's banquet. ”

"'Knowing that his life is not at the right time, it is difficult to follow the newcomer; Check that the old man is not troublesome, or he can shepherd the small people'. Lu Huiqing sighed, "Su Zizhan's article is indeed good. In "Zhihuzhou Xie Shangbiao", this sentence is the most beautifully written...... "paused," this good knife was handed to Li Ding's hand, it was to nail his coffin. ”

Lu Shengqing sighed: "This time Su Shi's crime must be a big deal. ”

"King Wen acted in "Zhou Yi"; Zhong Nieu's "Spring and Autumn"; Qu Yuan's exile is endowed with "Lisao"; Zuoqiu is blind and has "Chinese"; Sun Tzu's bare feet, "The Art of War" is revised; Buwei moved to Shu, and the hereditary "Lu Lan"; Han Fei imprisoned Qin, "Difficult to Say", "Lonely Anger"; "Poems" 300 articles, the sages of the big bottom are angry. ”

Lu Huiqing memorized Sima Qian's "Book of Reporting to Ren'an" at this time, and the smell of schadenfreude was too strong. However, he is also a newcomer as Su Shi said, the more Su Shi's articles spread, the more his reputation will be ruined, just gloating, and he can already be regarded as magnanimous if he does not fall into the well by the way.

"But sinners with words, has the Imperial Observatory gone a little too far." Lu Shengqing was not aggrieved for Su Shi, but sad for the death of the rabbit and the fox, "Once it starts, future generations will follow suit, who will dare to write poetry?" ”

When Lu Huiqing heard this, her brows suddenly furrowed, and she was a little puzzled: "Han Gang has never done poetry, does he know that there will be this day?" ”

Lu Shengqing was also puzzled, "...... It's really uncertain, his immortal disciple must have been told a long time ago, and he didn't even learn medical skills, so he didn't have to be found for treatment, which ruined the reputation of the divine doctor. Even if it is Sun Zhenren, it is impossible for none of the patients in his hands to die! The more he spoke, the more certain he became, "If you can be a jinshi, how can you not even do poetry, those village masters still write poetry, and Han Gang's talent is much stronger than them." It's not the first and second rate, and the third rate can always squeeze in. ”

"There is a man named Lu Ming who is running around in Zhang Zihou's house, and he went to Beijing with Han Gang ......"

"The inscription wall of the West Taiyi Palace? This little brother has also heard about it, and Lu Ming has also seen it. He said that the whole poem was written by Han Gang. However, Lu Ming also said that Han Ganghou came from Chen and saw it in the abandoned temple on the side of the road. ”

Lu Huiqing snorted coldly: "The foolish brother has walked to many temples, new and old, big and small, in the market, in the mountains, why don't I have this luck?" A good thing happened to him! ”

"Didn't Han Gang meet all the immortals...... It is not impossible for the gods to meet and bump into an abandoned temple with excellent works on the wall. Lu Shengqing thought about it for a while and said, "But Lu Ming said that he also asked Han Gang which temple he saw it in, but Han Gang didn't reply, maybe he ran into it in a dream." ”

"This one should be written by Han Gang." Lu Huiqing said with certainty, "When I discussed with Zhang Zihou, he also felt that Han Gang could write it. ”

"But 'Broken Intestine Man at the End of the World', with Han Gang's experience back then, it is clear that he can't write it, he is about to enter Beijing as an official! What's more, it was still winter at the time, and the 'small bridge and flowing water' could not be seen in Guanzhong anyway. ”

Lu Huiqing snorted: "Think about it, what did Han Gang rush back to the township from Zhang Zihou for!" ”

"Ah......" Lu Shengqing opened his mouth wide.

Han Gang is now famous all over the world, and the story of meeting immortals is spread all over the country. Nine out of ten people in the world know that Han Gang is two brothers died in the king's affairs, rushed home to mourn, and then fell ill in the broken temple on the side of the road, and met Sun Zhenren. And Han Gang said that when he saw the inscription on the wall of the West Taiyi Palace, he also saw it in the broken temple......

"It's a good match." Lu Shengqing muttered to himself.

"The two brothers died in battle, and even their bones were gone, and they returned to their hometowns in a hurry to mourn." Lu Huiqing said slowly, "Wasn't the state of mind at that time still a heartbroken person?" ”

Lu Shengqing rubbed his chin and nodded slowly.

"This article "Title West Taiyi Palace Wall", the words of the paper, and the rhythm of the law, are not exquisite, but its meaning and context are moving. even overwhelmed the Jiefu Xianggong. In just five sentences, there is no brilliance, but it is unexpectedly touching. To write such a poem, it is not too good to be written, it is only about experience and mood, which is exactly what a person like Han Gang can write. ”

"Big brother is right." Lu Shengqing nodded again and again, and echoed: "It's not that you have to be like Su Shi to write good poems, even a scholar like Han Gang who is mediocre in his mood can also have a piece to pass on." ”

But Lu Huiqing suddenly frowned again, "How did you talk about Han Gang." ”

Lu Shengqing blinked and was stunned. After discussing Han Gang's poetry for a long time, the Lu family brothers found that their topic was inexplicably deviated.

"What do you think about Su Shi's matter, big brother?" Lu Shengqing asked.

"Now is not the time to make a statement, for the time being, Li Ding and them will make trouble." Lu Huiqing said, "Yushitai has already asked for an order to send people to Huzhou to arrest people, if you have anything to say, let's wait until Su Shi goes to Beijing." Punish his crimes, when it can give a warning to the sneaky people in the state and county who openly and secretly oppose the new law, and the implementation of the practical law can also be more smoothly. But it is absolutely impossible to convict a felony with words and poems...... Not for Su Shi, only for himself. ”

"That's exactly what the big brother said." Lu Shengqing nodded, "It's just for yourself, and you must persuade the Son of Heaven." Su Shiwen is talented, how can he save his life. ”

“…… If you really say that, Su Shi will probably die. Lu Huiqing's voice was very low and he didn't let his brother hear it.

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Han Gang had just gone to Han Jin's invitation and had a meal and drink at the Herd Envoy's Mansion. Ten rounds of wine before and after, twenty main dishes, plus desserts, sweets, and cold dishes, for Han Gang, it was really too rich. The wealth of the Lingshou Han family has finally been understood.

At the banquet, the two didn't talk much about business, just chatting and gossiping out of tune.

Han Jin's invitation to Han Gang was just a plan to contact feelings, and they all worked together in a yamen, and they had never sat down and drank together, so it was a strange thing.

Han Zhen had long wanted to invite Han Gang to a banquet together, and he had officially invited him. However, Han Gang is now very happy, and he is not sensitive to some restaurants that have a heavy fat taste, and Han Zhen waited until the New Year before inviting Han Gang to come over.

Although there was no serious discussion at the banquet, a meal of wine made the guests and hosts happy. When it was time for the first shift, Han Gang was a little drunk and said goodbye and left.

A gust of night wind blew in his face, and after Han Gang wrapped his cloak tightly, the wine was blown away by the cold wind of the winter night.

Tomorrow is the first day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, and the streets and alleys are full of colorful lights. Some are hung under the eaves, some are tied to the treetops, and some are placed directly on the street - usually two or three people are tall, several zhang long, this is the lamp mountain. It's just that most of the lanterns haven't been lit yet, and they're swaying in the wind. However, a small number of lanterns lit up are enough to be described as Ambilight, illuminating the street transparently.

Han Gang and his party of more than ten people, all on horses, turned a street corner, in front of the South Gate Street, Han Gang back to his mansion, have to pass through the wide South Gate Street, although it is not as spacious as the square of the Royal Street, but fifty steps of the street, can also be used as a square.

At this time, both sides of the South Gate Avenue are full of lamp mountains, not the lamp mountains made by the folk guilds seen before, but the lamp mountains of the Jingbaisi - the yamen with high status can be placed on the royal street, and the low status can only be squeezed on the South Gate Street, as well as the East Cross Street, and the West Corner Tower Street - these giant lanterns tied up with the money of the officials, the appearance is different, some are describing a famous historical story, and some are birds and beasts from the south and the north of the world, and they give people a sense of competition and beauty when they see it.