Chapter 254: Shameless
"What's strange about this, it is very common for snow to fall in August in this place, as the so-called north wind sweeps the white grass and breaks the ground, and the snow flies in August. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Wu Yuanqing said with a smile.
"It's snowing in August, it's really fake, I don't read much, don't lie to me," Cheng Chumo said in great surprise.
"What is August, further north and July, there is snow, if you go further north and further north, the place is covered with cold ice and snow all year round, and even the sun is not seen for half a year." Wu Yuanqing flaunted his erudition.
"I'll go, it's so powerful," Cheng asked silently.
"A must," Wu Yuanqing nodded.
"Boy, the old man doesn't know the situation further north, but the poem you read just now is very good" I never expected that Yu Chigong would lead the topic to the poem, an illiterate man who didn't know a few big words actually commented on the quality of the poem, this Nima, the sun came out in the west.
"Uncle Wei Chi actually understands poetry?" Wu Yuanqing asked, although it was a question sentence, but the disdain in his words could not be concealed.
Wu Yuanqing didn't do it intentionally, nor did he specialize, but isn't the inadvertent and unintentional injury the most hurtful?
Wei Chigong was deeply injured, his eyes were a little red, I don't know if he was angry or sad, he said angrily: "What, does the old man know poetry makes you very strange?" Although the old man can't write poetry, he hasn't heard much, and he doesn't recognize many words, but he can still hear the quality of poetry. ”
The question was very imposing, but Wu Yuanqing felt that he was weak and unconfident inside, and he had a feeling of being strong on the outside and doing it in the middle, and he was strong on the inside.
"Hehe, it's not strange, it's not strange," Wu Yuanqing said with a dry smile.
"Since it's not strange, then read the rest out and let the old man taste it, see if there is anything lacking, and the old man can also point you out" After the initial shortness of heart, Wei Chigong, an old man, became thick-skinned, and sat back in the handsome position, posing with a poetic style, and said unashamedly.
"Well, okay, since Uncle Wei Chi has this Yaxing, the little nephew is better to be respectful than to obey his fate" Wu Yuanqing's cheeks twitched.
"The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.
Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.
Scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, the fox fur is not warm and thin.
The general's horn bow is uncontrollable, and it is difficult to protect the iron clothes.
The sea is dry and icy, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and condensed.
The Chinese army returned with wine and drinks, Huqin pipa and Qiang flute.
The snow is falling in the twilight, and the wind and red flags are not overturned.
Luntai East Gate sent Jun to go, and when he went, the snow was full of Tianshan Road.
The mountain loop turns around, and the snow leaves a place for horses. ”
After reciting this Cen Shen's Bai Xue Ge and sending the military judge back to Beijing, Wu Yuanqing blinked and looked at Wei Chigong, meaning that I finished reading it here, don't you want to give advice, come quickly.
"That, this," Wei Chigong muttered out four words.
Wu Yuanqing was nothing unusual, but Cheng Chumo couldn't hold back his laughter, this laugh was out of control, from holding back laughter to laughing, the whole body trembled with laughter.
"What are you laughing at, what's so funny" Wei Chigong kicked Cheng Zhi Mo several times in annoyance and shame, and Cheng Zhi Mo who kicked directly told Rao to stop.
"This, that, are these four words Uncle Wei Chi's evaluation after tasting this poem" Wu Yuanqing stuck the knife with a smile on his face, his expression was extremely serious, just looking at it, he really thought that he was thinking like this in his heart.
Cheng Chumo knows a lot about Wu Yuanqing, and when he heard it, he knew that this guy was holding back the bad crowd.
"What, boy, there is a problem with your poem, the front is very good, just like the poem says, the old man covers it very thickly at night, and there is a brazier but he still can't sleep coldly, and the soldiers wear armor and are indeed reluctant to wear it, but what to say in the back is to drink and entertain guests in the Chinese military tent, it's too nonsense, drinking alcohol is strictly prohibited in the army, and violators will not be punished, don't you even know this" Wei Chigong suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and consciously thought of the loopholes and mistakes in the poem, so he said triumphantly.
"Uncle Wei Chi, this is just a way to describe it, if you want to show the warmth and grandeur of the farewell, it doesn't necessarily mean that you drink in the army, or you may only set up a banquet to eat and not drink," Wu Yuanqing explained with a wry smile.
"What may be impossible, you can't drink alcohol in the army This is a rule, you have to write it truthfully, you can't just can't, you can't write can't write can't, you can't write can't write can't, do you know it?" Wei Chigong said that tongue twisters generally did not stop in one breath and said a long list of words.
Yes, no, no, can make Wu Yuanqing dizzy, he can only smile bitterly and nod again and again, admitting his mistake, but his heart has turned on the mode of complaining.
Wei Chi old goods, you shameless, obviously you are illiterate, what kind of culture do you pretend to be, if you don't understand, you don't understand it, you still don't know how to pretend to understand.
Forget it, can you stop talking nonsense if you don't understand, what can't you drink in the army, and if you can't drink, no one will drink?" When was the military order implemented so thoroughly.
Cen Shen said that it was in the Chinese army, and it was in the commander's account, that is to say, the person who entertained the guests was the boss, since he was the boss, who dared to care, and who was idle would take care of such a trivial matter as drinking. You think they're all as well-behaved as your old guys.
Besides, when you write a report, what is is it, and when you write a report on military exploits, you don't see any of them writing in a factual manner, and which one is not a false report that adds oil and vinegar to it.
Moreover, don't you be illiterate and don't you know what it means to live as a source of art, higher than life?
"Okay, okay, you kid don't have to cry with a sad face, although the poem just now was very problematic and was pointed out by the old man as insufficient, but in general it is still good, especially the current situation of our army written earlier is very vivid, very appropriate. In this way, if you kid feels that you can't get over your face, you can write another poem that suits the situation, as long as the old man can't make a mistake, won't you get your face back" Wei Chigong smiled and comforted Wu Yuanqing.
But the meaning of these words is full of shameless show-offs, especially in the end, Wu Yuanqing has to write another poem for him to taste.
Still coming? This Nima, Yu Chi's old goods are addicted to tasting.
As soon as Wu Yuanqing heard this, he was about to cry, how can there be any poetry that is not exaggerated or described, where can Lao Tzu find the poem that suits the occasion and let you not find the problem.
"Why, can't you write it? The Manchu Dynasty and Chang'an are rumoring how you Wu Yuanqing can export the chapter, the poetry is good, it doesn't seem like it now, it's not like that at all" Wei Chigong pouted in disappointment.
Oh, I'll go, this Nima is despised by illiteracy, Wu Yuanqing is so sad that he can't spit it out.
No, no one can despise this illiterate old man to look down on him, Lao Tzu really doesn't believe it, and he can't think of a suitable poem.
Wu Yuanqing closed his eyes and began to think about it, and suddenly his eyes opened, hehe, I thought of it, this song is so appropriate, I don't believe that you can still find out the mistake.