Everyone drank the wine in the glass. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Yangxiong put down his wine glass and sighed: "And Shunhou, when I was young, I also loved to read. In our hometown, scholars often talk about Sima Xiangru, because he was originally from our Shu land. I also like his articles very much, and every time I make an article, I always want to imitate him.

Later, as I grew up, I found that Dr. Chu's article Qu Yuanzhi had a different taste. Every time I read it, I feel unfair, and sometimes I am even unhappy about Qu Yuan's life.

Later, he came to Chang'an and served Emperor Cheng. At that time, I also wrote a lot of articles, "Ganquan Fu", "Feather Hunting Fu", "Changyang Fu" and so on were all done at that time.

The article is gorgeously written, and it took a few years to get an article. Every time I write an article, I am almost exhausted.

But what's the use of writing this? It's nothing more than carving insects and carvings, but is it the work of a strong man? ”

As soon as he said this, Zhang Meng picked up his wine glass and said, "Master Yang, I won't tell you, when I was at home before, my brother also let me read your article. But I was stubborn by nature, and I would rather ride a horse and herd sheep than study, and I was really sleepy when I saw books.

There have always been some prejudices against an old master like you. But what you said just now, the ambition is heroic, Zhang Meng admires it, and he toasts a glass. ”

After Zhang Meng finished speaking, he didn't take the wine glass in front of him, but took the wine jug, brought a black bowl over, and poured a bowl full of it.

Zhang Meng stood up, held the wine bowl with both hands, raised his neck, filled the bowl of wine, and poured it into his throat.

Yang Xiong said: "Zhang Meng, the young man is heroic, the old man doesn't have the courage of you", Yang Xiong said, while raising his wine glass, he also drank it all.

Zhang Meng said: "Old master, just now you said that writing articles was not done by a strong man, but what did you do later, can't you join the army?" ”

Xu Lang angrily grabbed Zhang Meng's collar, pressed him to the chair and said, "You kid, don't understand, don't talk nonsense, listen to Mr. Yang." ”

Yang Xiong looked at Zhang Meng with a smile and said: "The words I wrote were not done by a strong man, I later began to explore the truth of heaven, earth and man, and wrote some books." ”

Zhang Meng sighed and said, "It's still writing a book, what did I think I was doing?" ”

Xu Lang said: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, avoid other people's jokes." ”

Yang Xiong said: "Zhang Meng doesn't like to read, this reaction is not strange. Hey, I used to write books, and I was so cynical. I wrote a book of "Taixuan Sutra", and people spoke coldly. What do you say, what kind of person are you, you dare to write scriptures. Can you compare these things to the Pentateuch? Do you want to be on a par with Confucius? ”

Some people also say that when I became the emperor, I was the same as His Majesty and Liu Xin as the Yellow Gate. They have soared, but I have not been promoted in the slightest rank in 20 years. ”

Jiang Hexing sighed: "The Huangmen squire back then, but there were many talents. Your Majesty today, Liu Xin can be regarded as a handsome man for a while. ”

Yangxiong nodded and said, "Although we are together, our pursuits are different after all." Besides, their parents all have people in the court, so the opportunities are naturally different. Besides, when Emperor Cheng was there, he rewarded me with a lifelong salary, and I didn't have any worries. I am only willing to pursue what interests me, and I find it interesting to have similarities and differences in local dialects and the mysteries of the universe.

I invited the court, I didn't want to be a magistrate, I didn't want to be an official in the court, I just wanted to be an idle person.

Oh, who can understand my heart?

After a few years, they all said that I couldn't make the Empress Dowager happy, and I couldn't let the officials of the court and the central government appreciate.

How will they know that I am having fun? They think that eating well, dressing well, hugging each other, and fragrant cars and BMWs are the highest requirements in life.

It may be for them, but not for me. I just want no one to bother, read the books of my predecessors, write my own books, and say what I think.

I wrote the book "The Words of the Law" to learn from Confucius. I wrote the Taixuan Jing because it was related to the Book of Changes, but it was different.

I look at the changes in the sun, moon and the world, and the same is true for personnel changes, all of which are in line with the theory of the heavens. Therefore, I imitated the "Book of Changes" and made this "Taixuan Jing". ”

Yang Xiong stuttered a little, and in order to complete the speech, he deliberately spoke very slowly, and finally finished speaking.

Zhang Meng couldn't wait for a long time, and asked eagerly: "Mr. Yang, can you know that the changes in heaven and earth, the changes of the sun and the moon, are really amazing." So such a good book, isn't it the entire Chang'an City, every family has to buy one? ”

Yangxiong lowered his head and drank another glass of wine, raised his head, looked at Zhang Meng and said, "I have two friends, both of whom have read this book, you say they read this book?" ”

Zhang Meng said: "Your old master's friend, who is definitely about the same as you, is also a person who holds a book all day, and he must say that it is very good." ”

Yang Xiong said: "After Liu Xin read it, he said, 'No one will read your book, at most it will be used on the pickle jar, and the pickles will be used.'" ’”

Everyone laughed together, and Zhang Meng then asked, "Old Master, what did another friend say?" ”

Yang Xiong said slowly: "He said that this manure is okay, and when it goes up to the field, the wheat field can grow better." ”

Zhang Meng stood up with a smile and said, "Old master, what kind of friend are you?" ”

Yang Xiong smiled and said, "They are people who understand this book." ”

Jiang Hexing waved his hand and signaled Zhang Meng to stop talking.

Zhang Meng sat down and looked at Jiang Hexing curiously.

Jiang Hexing raised his glass and said: "Mr. Yang, Qu Gao and Widow, it has been like this since ancient times, why bother, I guess I can't read your book, because I can't even understand "Zhou Yi". Still, I admire you, why not surpass the sages. The ancient sages were not born sages, we think more than them, see more, and it is normal to surpass them. There will always be someone who knows your worth. Come, I'll toast you with a glass of wine first, and I have something to say. ”

Yang Xiong was very refreshed and drank the wine in front of him again.

Jiang Hexing spoke again: "Mr. Yang, although I can't read your book, I can make a few books for you. Have you heard of the parchment? ”

Yang Xiong said: "You said that parchment book, I have also seen it, in the past few years, Chang'an has gradually increased, but it is too expensive, only the rich and noble families can have this book." ”

Xu Lang interjected: "Mr. Yang, you don't remember, this parchment book is what He Shun did first." Now regardless of the parchment, we still have a new book made of paper in Pingzhou. ”

Yang Xiong patted his head and said: "Hey, I forgot, I read your paper books in Pingzhou today, I forgot, my books can also be written on this paper." If my books can be written on this paper, I can write several books, and I can pass them on to future generations. I, I, I ......"

Yangxiong couldn't say any more, lowered his head and sobbed in a low voice.

Xu Lang came over, patted Yangxiong on the shoulder and said, "Old friend, this is a great joy, why are you still crying?" ”

Yang Xiong said: "Liu Xin sorted out the ancient books, I don't know how many ancient books have been rediscovered in his hands. I'm also afraid that my books will not see the light of day in the future. Today, there is Liu Xin to sort out the ancient books, but there may not be people like Liu Xin in the future. The book of Taishi Gong, how many years did it take to see the light of day. Today, I will go to Pingzhou, do nothing else, and first copy my own books. (To be continued.) )