Lin Shixiu stared at his eyes, up and down, left and right, and looked at the poem carefully, but he couldn't see what it was written. The www.biquge.info then asked, "Master Li, are you mistaken, this is definitely not a riddle poem." ”

Li Fuzi shook his head and smiled: "You misunderstand the meaning of the old man, this poem does not guess things, nor does it guess words." ”

"What's that guessing?" Lin Shixiu asked.

Li Fuzi thought for a while and said, "It's a guess ......, the state of people." ”

"The human state?" There was a cacophony of chatter.

"What state can a person have?"

"Spring sleepiness, autumn and summer napping, does it count?" Someone asked in a heckling voice.

Hearing this, Li Fuzi smiled, "Yes, that's it." ”

When Lin Shixiu heard this, he clapped his hands and said, "If that's the case, it's very easy." The last line of the poem: Sing alone all night, until you are with the rooster. Obviously, I can't sleep at night. There is nothing surprising about it when you look at it this way. ”

Li Fuzi nodded, and said with an indifferent smile: "What this scholar said is extremely true. This sentence is indeed not surprising. However, what the old man loves is the two hidden tail words in its first sentence. ”

"Hidden tail characters? Are you saying that the first line of this poem is a hidden poem? ”

"Exactly."

Lin Shixiu looked down at the poem again, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Heh, where is this a hidden tail poem, it is obviously 'recitation', the word 'nothing', it is meaningless." ”

Li Fuzi smiled slightly, and then got up and asked the eldest daughter-in-law of the Chen family, "Can you borrow the pen and ink at home?" ”

In order to let his son Chen Da Niu learn, the Chen family also prepared some things in the study, but Chen Da Niu basically never touched it. At this time, when he heard that Master Li was going to use it, Chen Daniu hurriedly responded, "Yes, yes, Master is waiting." Then he ran into the room and took out the pen and ink.

Dripping water in the inkstone, grinding the ink, Li Fuzi lifted the pen, dipped it in the ink, and said to Lin Shixiu with a smile: "Old man, this will solve the confusion in your heart." Saying that, Master Li recopied Lin Fusheng's crooked poem in large characters on the dirty, crumpled paper, and casually recited: "The Buddhist hall is recited by the monks, and there are no ghosts in Yama." If two words are added at the end of these two half-sentences, the scholar may understand. ”

Lin Shixiu's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes.

Li Fuzi smiled slightly, and added a word at the end of each of these two half-sentences. The poem immediately changed its appearance.

After writing, Li Fuzi straightened his waist and looked at Lin Shixiu with a smile.

Lin Shixiu leaned over and said in a low voice: "The Buddhist monks chant the scriptures, and the two ghosts of Yama are impermanent. ......, Jing, often ......, tsk! Lin Shixiu couldn't help but nodded, "In this way, the meaning of this poem is that I often don't sleep." ”

Li Fuzi nodded and smiled: "Scholar understands now?" This poem deliberately omits two ending words, but it still makes sense, and the gods and Buddhas and ghosts can still be opposed. It's not easy to write such a Tibetan poem. So Old Husband came here and just wanted to see the person who wrote the poem. If he had been a child, the old man would have been willing to take him as a protégé and pass on to him what I had known all my life. ”

Lin Shixiu is also a reader, so he naturally knows that this poem is not easy to write, and if he is asked to write it, he may not be able to write it. Just as he was about to nod his head involuntarily, he was secretly poked by Xu, and then a glance flew in. Lin Shixiu was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Xu meant. His comprehension in this area is faster than reading poetry and text. Immediately, he changed his words: "Well, this kind of Tibetan tail poem, although it is rare, is not difficult to write, if I am allowed to think about it for a few days, I will definitely be able to write it." ”

Li Fuzi frowned slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Shixiu, feeling that although he was a literati, he didn't even have the slightest humility to seek advice, and couldn't help but despise him in his heart. He snorted lightly and said: "Looking at the ink on this paper, it is obvious that the poet wrote it casually when he practiced writing, and it was not deliberately made after thinking about it for a few days. All right......" Mr. Li looked a little tired, "and the old man just wants to know who wrote this poem." As he spoke, he looked at Chen Daniu.

Lin Shixiu was ridiculed by Li Fuzi, and immediately bowed his head and did not dare to speak.

And Chen Daniu saw that Li Fuzi's eyes were no longer as gentle and smiling as when he first came, but there was a kind of elder majesty, this kid who had always been used to bandits, was also a little afraid. Lowering his head, he peeked at Lin Dezhong, and muttered: "This piece of paper is, yes, it was given to me by ...... Zhong'er." ”

"Middle?!" Xu Shi was stunned when he heard this, and then, he slapped his thighs with both hands and laughed: "Oh, I'll just say, in this Shuixi Village, what other children can write such good poems." What's that called, what, green is bluer than blue, right? Xu Shi was so happy that he got carried away with it, and put "the child's father" on his lips again.

When Lin Shixiu heard that this poem was written by his son, he felt that the face he had just lost was instantly recovered, and he was quite happy, but when he heard Xu's words, he had a fever on his face again, and he was very ashamed. He glared at Xu Shi and didn't speak.

Li Fuzi looked down at the mud monkey with a black mud face, which really didn't match this poem, so he still looked at Lin Dezhong with a stern expression, and said, "You are Zhong'er?" ”

Lin Dezhong raised his eyelids, and as soon as he made contact with Li Fuzi's eyes, he hurriedly dodged away, lowered his head, and said, "Yes, yes." ”

"You wrote this poem?" Li Fuzi's tone was stern and serious.

“…… Yes? Lin Dezhong hesitated and didn't dare to answer.

Xu Shi hurriedly said from the side: "Zhong'er, quickly say 'yes'." Say it. ”

Seeing that Lin Dezhong was silent, Li Fuzi found it interesting, this paper not only contained the ink of the three people, but it also seemed that he had changed his hand three times. "Well, if you wrote this poem, then you can read it to me."

"Huh?" Where did Lin Dezhong recognize these words, he didn't recognize the first one, and he looked at the black words on the rice paper, scratching his scalp.

Xu's urging voice sounded again, "Zhong'er, you read it quickly." ”

Master Li's face pulled and he said in a deep voice: "Zhong'er, if you don't read it again, Master will punish you." As he spoke, he pretended to take out the ring ruler from his arms.

Lin Dezhong had heard for a long time that if he went to study in the school, he would be beaten by the master. When I saw this situation today, I was so frightened that I hid back, and unintentionally, I saw Lin Fusheng, standing in the crowd with Lin Shitong and Yang. He didn't care about the excited eyes of Xu and Lin Shixiu, and shouted directly: "Master, if you want to fight, you can beat the dumb." He wrote this poem, and I took this paper from him. On the whole paper, I only wrote three words, which is 'Chen Da Niu'. I don't know any of the other words! ”

What, only the three crooked words of "Chen Da Niu" were written by him, and he didn't recognize any of the other words?

Xu Shi and Lin Shixiu were immediately so angry that they were smoking, their faces were pale, as if they had swallowed a swarm of flies, their four eyes were puffed out, and they almost didn't catch their breath.