Chapter 52 On Poetry and Poetry
The three of them sat in Zhang Wang's study, Cao Cao glanced at the ice basins stacked in the four corners of the study, felt the coolness in the study, and joked with a smile: "Brother Xian's ice cube business is now famous in Luoyang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ใ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝโ
Zhang Wang's face turned red, and he didn't even dare to say it. That kind of business method that cannot be put on the table is really not suitable for such an elegant occasion to talk about.
"The poems on the ribbon outside the door of the virtuous brother are wonderful and beautiful, which makes people sigh."
Cao Cao asked with admiration: "Are those poems all from the hands of the virtuous brothers?" โ
When Bian Rang heard this, he also fixed his eyes on Zhang Wang's face. If those poems were written by Zhang Wang, then he would have to bow down in front of him.
Zhang Forget laughed. Ambiguous: "Some are, some are not." โ
Seeing that Zhang Forget did not attribute other people's poems to himself because of greed for fame, Bian Rang couldn't help but appreciate him even more, and asked, "I don't know which poems were written by the virtuous brother?" โ
Zhang Wangwu was silent and picked up the flask containing distilled spirits that had been prepared long ago. I thought to myself that if I told you that I didn't write any of the sentences, all the preparations for today would be in vain. In this way, it seems that the only way to get through is to be fooled.
He stood up, poured a full glass of wine for the two of them, and said with a smile: "The two virtuous brothers might as well guess, if they guess wrong, they will be fined three glasses of wine." If you guess correctly, I will present the whole poem and ask the two virtuous brothers to comment. โ
After listening to Zhang Wang's words, the two felt that this proposal was both elegant and could help the wine, and readily agreed.
Cao Cao recalled the poems he had just seen, and he had a final decision in his heart, but he was younger than Bian Rang and it was difficult to compete for the first, so he looked at Bian Rang and waited for him to speak first.
Bian let Fu Xu think about it and said: "When you sing about wine, life is geometric, such as morning dew, and there are many hardships in the past." These lines of poetry should not have been written by the virtuous brothers. โ
Zhang forgot not to say yes, nor no, and asked with a smile: "How can you see it?" โ
Bian Rang said with a smile: "Young people have a lot of time to squander, and they will not have the feeling that time is fleeting and it is difficult to stay." Comparing life to morning dew and lamenting that the past day has been bitter, at least a middle-aged person who has gone through vicissitudes. This person may have ambitions and difficulties, or he may be eager to show his strength, and he can't help himself, so he has this poem. โ
Zhang Forget secretly exclaimed, dispelling the idea of pretending to be the author of this poem.
He looked at Cao Cao, the real author of the poem, and asked, "What does Brother Meng De think?" โ
Cao Cao said: "Brother Bian and I have the same opinion. โ
Zhang Forget stretched out his thumb and exclaimed: "The two are as wise as torches, and the little brother admires them!" โ
Bian Rang and Cao Cao saw that they had guessed correctly, and they both laughed.
Zhang forgot to see that the ancients were really not good, so he secretly wiped a cold sweat.
Historically, after Cao Cao pacified the north, he led a million heroes to drink the Yangtze River and fight a decisive battle with Sun Quan.
It was the night and the moon was bright, and he set up wine and music on the river, and feasted the generals. Drinking, manipulating the lance on the bow of the boat, generous and singing.
The lyrics are this "Tanka Xing".
When you sing about wine, what is your life? For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.
Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang.
Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for the sake of the king, Shen has been chanting so far.
Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples. I have guests, drummers and shengs.
It's as clear as the moon, when can it be done? Worries come from it, and they cannot be cut off.
The more strange it is, the more vain it exists. Qi Kuo talks about swallowing, thinking of the old grace.
The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south. Three turns around the tree, what branches can be followed.
The mountains are not tired of being high, the sea is not tired of being deep, Zhou Gong spits and feeds, and the world returns to the heart.
After Bian Rang and Cao Cao listened to the poem, they were speechless for a long time.
This poem laments the fleeting nature of the streamer, and has the great ambition of cherishing the lifetime and doing a vigorous career, which makes people feel excited after listening to it.
Especially Cao Cao, after listening to this poem, he simply had the feeling of meeting a soulmate in a foreign land. If he is Boya, then the person who does this poem is the sub-period, and the two have the same mind and can be confidants.
"This poem has the air of wind and clouds, and it should be a big white."
Cao Cao couldn't contain the excitement in his heart, and raised the wine to drink.
"Poofโ"
Cao Cao spit out almost all the wine he had just drunk, and his black face turned red.
"Good...... What a strong wine! โ
Zhang Wanglang laughed loudly: "Good man, you should drink the strongest wine and play the most beautiful ...... Belch...... Ride the fiercest horses! โ
"What the virtuous brother said is very true."
Cao Cao guessed what Zhang Wangyan was talking about, and felt that Zhang Wanghe and himself were also on the same road, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart. He poured himself a new jue of wine, craned his neck and drank it all.
"Brother Meng De is really arrogant!"
Zhang Forget picked up the wine jug and poured him a full jue.
Cao Cao was on the head of Xing, and was about to drink again, but was stopped by Bian Rang on the side.
"Didn't you say yes, and if you guessed wrong, you would be fined three glasses of wine? Why did I guess correctly, but I asked Meng Dexian's brother to drink again and again? โ
Zhang Wang's trick did not succeed, and said with a dry smile: "It's a moment of excitement, and I can't help it." โ
Cao Cao drank a handful of wine, and his face suddenly turned red. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhang Wang, feeling that this kid seemed to have bad intentions just now.
"Brother Xian, I don't know who wrote this poem just now?"
Zhang Forget shook his head and said, "I don't know, I turned it out of an old book." โ
Cao Cao pounded the long case heavily, and said that it was a pity.
Bian Rang took a shallow sip of the spirits, his brows furrowed slightly, and he put down the wine lord by talking to Cao Cao as a cover.
"Brother Meng Dexian, I guessed right just now, now it's your turn."
Cao Cao narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, and said to Zhang Wang: "But make Longcheng Fei, and don't teach Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain." These two lines of poetry should come from the mouth of a virtuous brother. โ
Zhang Forget saw that Cao Cao looked up to himself so much, and he was happy in his heart, and he was finally able to plagiarize a poem as his own.
"Why did Brother Meng De say this?"
Cao Cao said with a smile: "When I was a teenager, I often had the idea of galloping on the battlefield and making contributions. The virtuous brother is the same age as me back then, and he is full of talent, and he has the ambition to serve the court, and it is the right time. โ
Zhang Forget laughed, and was about to admit it, but when he saw Bian Rang sneering on the side, he turned his head over: "Brother Bian has a different opinion?" โ
Bian Rang pointed to Zhang Wang's legs and said: "I don't think you know how to ride a horse, let alone a brave and passionate character, galloping on the battlefield, I'm afraid it's not your ambition." โ
Zhang Forget looked at Bian Rang with annoyance, feeling quite depressed, and the plagiarism was about to be done again.
He turned his head to Cao Cao and said, "What Brother Bian said is good, I have the ambition of Ban Chao Ban Dingyuan to write from Rong, but this poem was not written by me." โ
Cao Cao was surprised: "Who is the author of this poem?" โ
Zhang Wang's eyes rolled, and he said casually: "Zhuo County, Zhuo County, there is a reckless hero, surnamed Zhang Feizi Yide, and a spear has the courage of ten thousand people. This poem was written by him. โ
Bian Rang asked curiously, "What is the whole poem like?" โ
Zhang Wangpao slapped on the long case, made a generous and sad song, and chanted: "In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned." But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. โ
"Good poetry!"
"Heroic!"
Cao Cao and Bian Rang exclaimed at the same time.
"Such a hero, when the floating." Cao Cao raised the wine jue and drank it all, and his black face suddenly turned even redder.
Zhang Forget saw that neither of them was easy to fool, and he didn't dare to let them play anymore, so he changed the topic and said: "I think that if a person wants to write poems well, rich experience, sensitive heart, and full of talent, both are indispensable, what do the two virtuous brothers think?" โ
"What the virtuous brother said is exactly what he said." Bian Rang and Cao Cao nodded at the same time.
Zhang Wang's voice changed: "But a friend of mine when I was a child, who had no experience, no sensitivity, and no extraordinary talent, but often wrote good poems, do you think it is strange?" โ
Bian Rang and Cao Cao really took the bait, glanced at each other, and said in surprise: "There is such a thing?" โ
Zhang Forget nodded: "I didn't understand it at first, but later I found out that the reason why he was able to make good poems was because he had read a book." โ
Bian Rang and Cao Cao asked at the same time: "What book?" โ
Zhang Wangdao: "An enlightenment book dedicated to the rhythm of Pingqian is called "Liweng Rhyme". โ
"'The Rhyme of the Couple'?"
Cao Cao was drunk, and his mind was a little confused.
Bian let his mind clear, thought for a while, and said, "I haven't heard of this book, who is this man?" โ
Zhang Wangxiao smiled: "Liweng is the author of this book, this book is dedicated to the rhythm of Pingxuan, from single word pairs to double word pairs, three-character pairs, five-character pairs, seven-character pairs to eleven character pairs, the sound and rhyme are coordinated, and the rhyme is catchy." After familiarizing with it, you will be able to comprehend the battle of Pingxuan, learn to make couplets and poems, and achieve the ideal effect of 'familiarizing yourself with 300 ancient poems, and not being able to chant poems'. โ
Bian Rang was surprised: "There are such strange books? โ
Cao Cao also came to his senses and asked, "How about this book and brother take it with you, how about taking a look at it?" โ
Zhang Wang shook his head: "This book fell in his hometown of Shu County, and he never brought it." โ
Cao Cao and Bian Rang heard this, and sighed at the same time.
Zhang Wang continued: "But although the book is not with me, the contents of the book are all recorded in my stomach. โ
Cao Cao glanced at Zhang Forget drunken eyes: "You guy, deliberately entertain the two of us." Since you can memorize it, don't hurry up and memorize it. โ
Zhang Wanghe smiled, opened his mouth and said: "The sky is against the earth, the rain is against the wind, and the continent is against the sky." Mountain flowers to sea trees, red sun to the sky. The thunder is faint, the fog is misty, and the sun is in the sky. The wind is high and the autumn moon is white, and the rain is red at sunset. The cow girl is about the two star rivers, and the two Yao fights in the west and the east. In October, the sassy frost frightened the brigade; On the Sandong River, the snow is cold and the fisherman is cold. โ
Cao Cao and Bian Rang first heard the sky against the earth, the rain against the wind, and there was still some disdain, but when they heard the back, their expressions couldn't help but become solemn.
Wait until the last sentence of this paragraph: "October is plugged on the side, and the frost and frost frightens the brigade; On the Sandong River, the long snow and cold fisherman came, and both of them stood up.
Zhang Wang pretended not to see their shock, and continued to turn his back: "The river is against Han, and the green is against red." Yu Bo to Lei Gong. The smoke tower is against the snow cave, and the moon hall is against the heavenly palace. The clouds are shining, the sun is dawning. Clogs on fishing canopies. The stars in the sky are like arrows, and the soul moon is like a bow. Post travelers are in the plum rain, and the people in the pond pavilion are in the wind of lotus flowers. In front of Maodian Village, Haoyue falls into the forest and the rooster sings rhyme; On Banqiao Road, Qingshuang locks the whereabouts of the horses. โ
"Good book! What a book! โ
"Good sentence, on Banqiao Road, Qingshuang locks the whereabouts of the road horse."
Cao Cao grabbed Zhang Wang's sleeve with an excited face and shouted, "Brother Xian, write down this book silently, and take it home for my brother to study all night." โ
Zhang forgot to withdraw his sleeve from his hand without a trace, and said helplessly: "Don't hide it from Brother Mengde, the younger brother is lazy by nature, and he is the most evil copying in his life." If you want this book, I can dictate and copy it, or find someone else. โ
"You're so lazy, how did you get that good handwriting?"
Cao Cao was so anxious that he sat back in front of the long case, urging: "Take pen and ink, I will personally transcribe this strange book." โ
Bian Rang interjected on the side: "Take an extra pair of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and I will also transcribe a copy myself." โ
Zhang forgot to give the servant who was waiting, and the servant hurriedly went down to prepare.
A moment later, he came in with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, spread Cai Hou's paper for the two of them on the long case, and began to study the ink.
Zhang Forget once again showed his unforgettable magic skills, and dictated the full text of "Liweng's Rhyme" word by word.
The full text is more than 6,400 words, and Bian Rang and Cao Cao copied it for two hours, tired and sore, and their arms were weak, so that the entire "Liweng Rhyme" was copied.
After copying the book, the two of them casually ate some wine and food to cushion their stomachs, and then said goodbye to Zhang Wang impatiently.
They were so impressed by this strange book that they longed to get home and spend the night studying the subtleties of the book.
Zhang Forget took advantage of Cao Cao's inattention, and secretly stuffed a white porcelain inkstone into his sleeve.
Cao Cao is eloquent and strategic, no matter how deep the friendship is, he will turn his face and become an enemy in the future.
Bian Rang is a pure reader, famous all over the world, and can be befriended with kindness.
If you can get his heart, you can be a party of Taishou governance in the future, if you can't get his heart, then it's good to ask him every once in a while to help copy books.