Chapter Eighty-Three: The Wind Rises at the End of Qingping
"This son, your eyes are so good-looking, they are almost the same as those of my Ah Hua,"
Suddenly being praised by others, this talented man was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, but thinking that he was cold and cold just now, and it was not easy to show it too obviously, he said in a soft tone: "Yes, I don't know who Ah Hua is?" ”
"Ah Hua? It's not a human, it's just a dog in my house,"
Dog? Dog's Eyes... Look at people low,
"Haha~" Everyone burst into laughter,
"Haha, Brother Zhang, you... Really... It's too bad," Nan Zhuyu's tears flowed out,
"How dare you insult me," said the genius angrily,
"Hmph~ What about insulting you, what are you, I don't have the ability to make the next link, I think others can't do it, what is it if you don't look down on people?" Zhang Baiyi stared at the talented man with both eyes, and his momentum was aggressive,
The genius was dumbfounded when asked, and he didn't know what to say, and for a long time: "You... You've got what it takes you... You're right, I... I'd like to see if you can... What can be done?"
As soon as they heard that someone could make a couplet, and it was a teenager, the talented people suddenly became interested, and looked at Zhang Baiyi curiously.
Others may not know Zhang Baiyi, but Wang Zhenbai does,
Thinking of the "silkworm is the insect of the world" couplet produced by this young man before the West Lake poetry meeting, Wang Zhenbai knew that he and Ye Qingmei were probably out of play.
Zhang Baiyi gathered his mind and restored the appearance of an elegant gentleman, the folding fan shook gently, and the indescribable charm was indescribable.
It's like two people with the face just now,
These ancient people also pretended to die, and they fanned on such a cold day, freezing to death.
"Smack~"
Zhang Baiyi folded the fan and said loudly to the painting boat: "Miss Ye's: Shi Nong Gong (Palace) Shangjiao Yu Yu." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info I'm right: cold, hot, warm and cool (good) frugal. ”
"That's right!"
All the talented people couldn't help but applaud, such an absolute, these talents can't answer their own questions, and they can't help but write neatly, the first four are for the four senses, and the second half of the sentence is the five virtues of the gentleman, and the middle two words are also transitions, and there is no flaw in the right.
This young man is really a talent.
The talented man who scolded Zhang Baiyi just now was ashamed at the moment,
I didn't expect anyone to really be able to come up with this couplet,
"This son is really talented, I don't know what to call the son?" Shamane's voice came out,
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, talent is just a drop in the bucket among the many advantages, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning," Young Master Zhang waved his hand and said,
A drop in the bucket of the many advantages? Real people are really thick-skinned,
There are also people who ask your name, who says that you are good, you will really put gold on your face,
"Under the surname Zhang,"
"Surname Zhang?"
"I heard that the leader of this year's West Lake Poetry Club is also surnamed Zhang, and it seems to be called ...... It's called Zhang Baiyi,"
"By the way, this person is Zhang Baiyi, the leader of the West Lake Poetry Club, no wonder he looked a little familiar just now,"
"Are you the leader of the West Lake Poetry Club, Zhang Yi?" A person who didn't believe that the person in front of him was Zhang Baiyi, and asked tentatively,
It seems that Young Master Ben is still quite famous,
"Smack~--"
Young Master Zhang opened the folding fan very coquettishly, and shook it gently: "That's right, it's Zhang Baiyi below,"
"Wow~"
There was an uproar among the people,
"No wonder there is such a talent to learn,"
"Zhang Kuishou really lives up to his reputation,"
……
"It turned out to be Zhang Gongzi, since Gongzi made the next link, the little woman fulfilled Fang Cai's promise, Qingmei prepared a little thin wine here, and asked Gongzi to move,"
Is this an invitation to me again,
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, since Miss Ye is so gracious, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate,"
Young Master Zhang swaggered onto the painting boat under the eyes of everyone who were both envious and jealous.
The furnishings in the painting boat are very simple, a bamboo couch, two short tables, one with an ancient wood-colored fuqin, and the other with some wine and food, the entrance is surrounded by a veil, and you can vaguely see the figure of the person in the painting boat.
I don't know what the structure of the window is, you can't see anything from the outside, and you can clearly see the outside from the inside.
"Zhang Gongzi, please," Ye Qingmei knelt down at the short table and invited,
Ye Qingmei was dressed in a cyan dress, but she had a veil on her face, and she couldn't see the face under her beautiful eyes, but it was not difficult to see from the crystal white skin and graceful figure exposed at her neck that she was a stunning beauty.
Damn, I'm so stingy, my face is still blocked,
Young Master Zhang came to the table and sat down cross-legged,
Knowingly, he asked, "Why did Miss Ye cover her face with a veil?" What kind of hidden illness must have it! ”
"The little woman has occasionally felt a cold wind recently, and the doctor explained that she can't see the cool breeze," Ye Qingmei replied,
"In this way, Miss Ye should pay more attention to cultivation,"
"Thank you Childe for your concern, Childe's kindness in answering the question, the little girl can't repay it,"
It's hard to make a promise to each other, and Young Master Zhang, who is used to watching TV episodes, suddenly feels that happiness has come too suddenly.
"Prepare a glass of wine to thank Childe, Childe, please,"
Sure enough, it's all a lie on TV,
"Miss, please," Zhang Baiyi toasted in disappointment.
"I heard that Childe is the leader of this year's West Lake Poetry Club, and he can stand out among many talents, and he must have something outstanding compared to Childe,"
Young Master Zhang was secretly a little proud, and pretended to be reserved and modest: "Ashamed, ashamed, it's just a fluke, just a fluke." ”
Ye Qingmei knows the difficulty of the poetry meeting, if he is cold that day, I am afraid that he will not have a chance with the poet.
"Like Zhang Gongzi, who is humble and arrogant, he is really much stronger than the so-called merry talents outside,"
Ye Qingmei's eyes were fixed on those talented people who were showcasing their literary style in the boating lake, but there was a trace of disdain on their faces.
Is this chick slapping her ass? said that the sycophants were also filmed very well, and Zhang Baiyi was also very happy in his heart.
"I am the most appreciated for the literary and the meritorious, and the scientific examination is all about the heroes with articles, and there are many talented people in the south of the Yangtze River, so there is nothing wrong with looking at these talents,"
Is it because these talented people harass you all day long?
"Jiangnan is rich in talented and beautiful women, there are many literati and writers, and quatrains are spread all over the world, these are advantages, but they are also disadvantages." Ye Qingmei looked at the lake and groaned,
"Oh? Why did Miss Ye say this? Zhang Baiyi said curiously,
"Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, our dynasty has the habit of emphasizing literature over military force, especially in the south of the Yangtze River. In the peaceful and prosperous times, these are not wrong, but now the situation is turbulent, there are strong bandits in the south, and heavy enemies in the north are around, but they are still the same, where is the country? Country, country, only with a country can there be a home, if everyone is like them, then what hope is there for our Dawen Dynasty. Ye Qingmei became more and more angry the more she spoke, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
"For a country to become strong, both are indispensable for civil governance and martial arts. It's better to have fewer singing and dancing like this, ******** to be level. ”
didn't expect a weak woman to have such thoughts, Zhang Baiyi's perception of Ye Qingmei changed a lot, and he respected Ye Qingmei in his heart.
Zhang Baiyi has heard some rumors about the war on that side, but the distance is too far, no one takes it to heart, I heard that the Dawen Dynasty is losing and retreating, losing a lot of cities, but for Jiangnan, the place of war is too far away,
"Alas, in fact, this is not for them, what we see now is a reflection of the livelihood of a country. And people's livelihood is the embodiment of a country's governance, and they are now like frogs in warm water, without a sense of crisis,"
"Frogs in warm water?" Ye Qingmei groaned,
"It's the frog effect, I read in an ancient book, someone used a frog as an experiment, threw a frog into boiling water, and because it felt great pain, it would kick hard and jump out of the water, so as to get a chance to survive. When a frog is placed in a basin of warm water and gradually heated, the frog has gradually adapted to the pleasant temperature of the water, so when the temperature has risen to a certain level, the frog no longer has the strength to jump out of the water. So the frog was scalded to death in comfort. And these talents are like frogs in warm water, the country is that warm water, whether there is a sense of crisis or not, as long as it depends on the means of the rulers,"
Fortunately, I was witty and didn't say that it was a frog experiment conducted at Cornell University in the United States at the end of the nineteenth century, otherwise it would have been a good explanation.
"If a bad folk custom is not guided and adjusted in a timely manner, it will bring great harm to the country, just like the butterfly effect."
"The butterfly effect?"
Zhang Baiyi really hates himself the fastest,
Ye Qingmei glanced at him and said shyly: "Zhang Gongzi, can you explain to me, what is the butterfly effect?" ”
This chick is really energetic to learn,
Looking at Ye Qingmei's slightly admiring eyes, Young Master Zhang said proudly:
"The so-called butterfly effect is that a small butterfly with a few occasional flapping of its wings can cause a tornado thousands of miles away in a few days. The reason for this is that the movement of the butterfly's wings causes changes in the air system around it, and causes the generation of weak air currents, which in turn cause corresponding changes in the air or other systems around it, which causes chain reactions, and eventually leads to great changes in other systems.
Therefore, the result of the development of things is extremely sensitive to the initial conditions, and the slightest deviation in the initial conditions will cause great differences in the results. ”
Ye Qingmei frowned, sounding very difficult,
Zhang Baiyi patted his head,
Damn, I'm too excited, it's no different from the ancient people who changed the airflow and played the piano to the cow, I just hope that Ye Qingmei, who is possessed by this curious baby, doesn't ask himself about the air system, what airflow changes,
This Ye Qingmei is really a clever person, although she didn't hear the postmodern terms in Zhang Baiyi's mouth, it didn't affect her understanding of Zhang Baiyi's meaning, and said
The butterfly effect in Gongzi's mouth is quite similar to that in Song Yu's "Wind Fu": the wind rises at the end of Qingping, the husband is born on the ground, starts at the end of Qingping, invades the valley, is angry at the mouth of the soil bag, is the edge of the mountain, dances under the pines and cypresses, fluttering, and angry. The sound of thunder, the wrong way to return to the hole, the stone felling, and the killing of the forest. The wind that destroys everything is often only a seemingly slight breath at first, but if this breeze is allowed to sweep over the streams and mountain passes, it will gather more and more strength along the way, and when it climbs to the top of the mountain, it will become a storm that sweeps the heavens and the earth."
"That's right, if you want the country to be rich and the people strong, the rulers must sit up from the people's livelihood, and can't blindly ********,"
"Starting from the end of Qingping and ending at the grass, the son is really different from those talents,"