This poem "Jin Se" is the representative work of the poet Li Shangyin, for thousands of years, its gorgeous artistic conception and hazy feeling, has been talked about by many famous artists. It can be said that the poem "Jin Se" is the most dazzling pearl in the later period of poetry.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration for Zhang Wenshan to describe this poem with a very high praise that drew a perfect end to Tang poetry.

Many of the students present had different expressions on their faces. Some are deeply intoxicated, others are with a kind of doubt. They don't understand where the ethereal artistic conception in the poem comes from. What does it mean?

Zhang Wenshan, who was holding rice paper, was still savoring the poem. It's like tasting a superb tea that you've never seen before.

In the end, he shook his head with a wry smile in frustration, carefully handed the rice paper to the examiner beside him, and told him to keep it carefully. Zhang Wenshan turned his head and glanced at it with a smile, still looking at Lu Heng with a calm face. made a gesture that made everyone present look sideways.

I saw Zhang Wenshan take a step back slightly after handing over the work to the examiner. With his hands together, he actually saluted Lu Heng: "Even if it is a random sentence in this poem, Yongzheng is much better than me!" ”

Lu Heng smiled helplessly, so he had to stand up. He waved his hands at Zhang Wenshan.

"Elder Zhang, you, heh, why bother!" Lu Heng said to him with a wry smile.

I thought that it would be okay to win Huang Han, but I never thought that it would make Zhang Wenshan, an old man, have such a big mood swing.

Zhang Wenshan shook his head stubbornly, still insisting on finishing the salute. After that, he straightened up, looked at Lu Heng with emotion and said, "Yongzheng doesn't have to shirk, you have received this gift from the old man." I thought that before my lifetime, I would not see the once prosperous and glorious poetry of the Tang Dynasty, but now I say that your poem has finally made up for the regret of the old man. Hehe, you can afford it! ”

Seeing Lu Heng looking at himself with tears and laughter, Zhang Wenshan smiled freely, stroked his beard and said with a smile: Sure enough, there are talented people in the country, and a generation of new people is better than the old ones. ”

Many students looked at Lu Heng in shock, and their hearts were churning like stormy waves.

What is Zhang Wenshan's identity, I believe every student present knows it. He is the first genius of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he once created the miracle of the imperial examination of Lianzhong Sanyuan, and is a figure who is famous all over the world.

Now he actually saluted a Xiucai, and frankly admitted that this Xiucai named Lu Heng was much better than him. This, this is just, it's incredible.

On the stage, Wang Ye Ning, who was holding a wine glass, looked at the student in the audience, stroked his gray beard and smiled.

"Hehe, no matter how Tokyo students behave. The focus of this year's Qinhuai Poetry Club is destined to be Lu Yongzheng, who was born like a star! Lord Ning raised his head, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said with a laugh.

Seeing that the people around him felt more and more, Lu Heng also felt a little headache.

He walked through the crowd and saw that Huang Han, who was sitting at the table opposite, had departed. sighed in my heart, hehe, since I know it's a chess game, why bother to be someone else's chess piece.

At this time, the sound of firecrackers at the end of the Qinhuai Poetry Club sounded outside the cabin. Fireworks continue to rise, blooming in the night sky.

Under the willow trees by the river, in the flower boats in the river, countless people looked up to watch the brilliant fireworks in the air, and felt the atmosphere of this annual Jiangning event.

In the cabin, the poetry meeting has ended.

Although Mr. Wenshan and Prince Ning did not announce who is the best this year. However, the hearts of those present were very open.

Lv Heng, Lv Yongzheng. Hehe, no matter how low-key this person was before, after tonight, he will inevitably become the most talked-about figure in Jiangning's literary circle.

At this time, the talents also let go of their worries, and they held their wine glasses and met friends with their texts. In the cabin, you can see talented people who didn't know each other before, gathering together and having a drink.

Lu Heng and Zhang Wenshan Ning Wang Ye sat together and drank tea, and the three of them were very happy.

Of course, at the beginning, Lu Heng first laughed and scolded Lord Ning, you old man doesn't pay attention to righteousness, doesn't keep promises and so on. However, King Ning who rolled out of the battle array was not easy to deal with.

The old man was cheeky and had a smile on his face that had succeeded in his conspiracy. Lu Heng didn't have anything to do.

The topic that the three of them talked about was actually around Lu Heng's song Jinse.

Ning Wang Ye held the wine glass, raised his chin and pointed at Lu Heng, and then said to Zhang Wenshan with a smile: "After tonight, Wenshan, I'm afraid that the name of your first genius is about to change hands, hehe!" ”

Zhang Wenshan drank a little too much, and the old man was blushing at this time, very cute.

He burped, glanced at Lu Heng with drunken eyes, and said with a mouth full of wine: "The old man is willing, hum, unlike Ning Yuangong, you can't let it if you want to!" ”

"Haha!" Prince Ning didn't care at all, and raised his head and laughed.

When the sound of firecrackers outside became sparse, there were not many people left in the cabin. Lu Heng said goodbye to Ning Wangye and Zhang Wenshan, got up and took Liu Qingqing to prepare to go back.

After walking out of the cabin, Lu Heng met Su Zhengwen here, who seemed to have been waiting for a while.

At this time, Su Zhengwen's face was iron-blue, and his eyes were unprecedentedly vicious.

He glanced at Lu Heng suspiciously, and then looked at Liu Qingqing, who was peerless beside Lu Heng, with a silver smile, and said with a cruel smile: "Lu Heng, although you are a little talented. However, you are still a showman, and I want to see it. How do you fight with my Sufu Liufu family? ”

He pointed to Liu Qingqing, who was beside Lu Heng and glared at him angrily, and said with a disapproving smile: "This woman, I'm going to decide!" ”

After that, Su Zhengwen flicked his sleeves and walked off the bow of the boat with the bloated Liu Fu.

"Hehe, okay, then...... Let's wait and see what Master Su's tricks are! Lu Heng stood on the bow of the boat, with his hands behind his back, looked at Su Zhengwen's departing figure, and replied with a smile.

The night breeze blows, and the scholar's clothes move with the wind. Under the bright moonlight, the Qinhuai River is sparkling. On the slightly turbulent bow of the ship, the image of the scholar standing proudly with his hands behind his back is exceptionally clear.

……

In the fourth year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, the third day of the fifth month. In two days, it will be the Dragon Boat Festival. In the streets and alleys, you can see vendors pushing wheelbarrows to buy zongzi.

At this time, some time has passed since the Qinhuai Poetry Society. However, those things at the poetry meeting are still talked about. Especially the song written by the unknown scholar. At an unprecedented speed, it spread all over Jiangning City.

Now, on the streets, the storytellers in the teahouse spread the story of Lu Heng's writing of Jinse. Some people say that when the scholar was writing Jinse, there happened to be a meteor in the sky, and it was very likely that the scholar was possessed by the Wenqu star in an instant. Some people say that this scholar was originally the illegitimate son of a certain minister in the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China. How far can things be passed on in the end. No one knows.

In the Qinglou, the singing of the poem Jin Se is even more in a state of madness. All the people who go to steal incense and jade, whether they are pretending to be elegant or really talented, will generally order this Jinse to listen to it. After that, after coming out of the green building, he shook the folding fan, looked like he had gained something, and boasted to the people around him, and he realized the deeper meaning of Jinse.

Lu Heng didn't pay much attention to these things. He was now a little upset by one thing.

Since the Qin Huai Poetry Conference, Liu Qingqing's mental state has not been very good.

Two mornings ago, Liu Qingqing fell ill. When she went out in the morning, she almost fainted to the ground. At that time, fortunately, Lu Heng was doing broadcasting in the yard. happened to meet her, and immediately rushed over and took her into his arms.

The Wang family made a special trip to the famous doctor who was invited, and after seeing Liu Qingqing's condition, he only left two words: "Heart disease!" Then he left.

Outside the room, Lu Heng decocted the medicine again. While passing through the door, he looked at Liu Qingqing, who didn't know whether he was awake or asleep on the bed.

Look at her somewhat disheveled hair and haggard face. I sighed slightly.

These days, the rumors of the neighbors' infidelity with the Lu family's uncle and sister-in-law are even more powerful. Even under the instigation of others, there was almost an incident of evil surnames that impacted the Lu family. Although, in the end, this matter disappeared without a trace inexplicably, but for the party Liu Qingqing, it was a big blow.

In this era, although it was not as strict as the etiquette of the Song and Ming dynasties. However, the love of uncle and sister-in-law is still an absolute taboo. And it is precisely this point that the well-intentioned people grasp and use those ignorant people to stir up the situation.

Speaking of those who are used and instigated. Lu Heng felt really funny in his heart.

Looking at the excitement and seeing the extent of accomplices, these people are really, heh, really ignorant.

As for the promoter behind the scenes, the fan in Lu Heng's hand stopped slightly. Indifferently, staring at the flames in the furnace.

Around, the fragrance of medicine wafts around.

"Well, so be it!"

Lu Heng seemed to have spent a lot of money to convince himself, and the indifferent smile on his face became more and more prosperous.

……

In May, it is the rainy season in Jiangnan.

These days, the sky is cloudy all the time. From the first day of the new year to the fourth day of the new year, it has been raining in a drizzling manner. Occasionally, the sky cleared up, but soon the sky was cloudy again.

When it rains, there are a lot fewer pedestrians on the streets. Lines of rain as fine as spider's silk drip from the sky. On the bluestone path by the Qinhuai River, in the small puddles formed for a long time, small splashes were splashed.

The Qinhuai River in the rain was also covered by rain and fog, and the true face was not visible. By the river, the rows of weeping willows stood quietly, motionless. Raindrops hit trees, leaves, and rustled sounds.

On a rainy day, on the bluestone pavement by the river.

Lu Heng carried a bag of medicine in his hand and walked quietly in the rain and fog. Beside him, Li Er, the family of the palace, held an umbrella inch by inch, shielding the raindrops for the scholars.

After walking a few steps, Lu Heng stopped. He put the long forward swing away. After popping off the water stain on it, gently put it down.

Facing the misty Qinhuai River, after looking at it for a long time. Lu Heng turned his head and looked at Li Er, who was shivering from the cold beside him. smiled and said, "Li Er, is it cold?" “

Li Er smiled innocently, shook his head and said, "It's not cold!" ”

Lu Heng smiled and shook the picture, he looked at the vast Qinhuai River, took a deep breath, turned his head, and stared at Li Er with burning eyes: "Li Er, you ...... Do you remember what I said to you some time ago? ”

The first part ends, and the next volume of "The Wind Rises" begins