At the foot of the mountain, a red horse galloped with four hooves, coming in the direction of Cimu Mountain, and on the horseback was a little girl dressed in a strong suit, waving the leather whip in her hand, and her posture was heroic.

She is Zhang Zhong's sister Zhang Yan, she got up this morning, went home but didn't see her brother, thought it would be in her own yard, so she rode to Zhang Zhong's yard, but was told to go out for an autumn outing, she was immediately angry, and came to Cimu Mountain in a hurry.

There is also a reason why Zhang Zhong didn't bring her here, according to her brutal temperament, I'm afraid that if she is not careful, she will make some uncontrollable movements. Sometimes looking at Huang Yuyan's well-behaved and cute appearance, he couldn't help but lament in his heart, he also grew up eating rice from Qingshen County, why is the gap between people and people so big?

Just as everyone was immersed in their own world and brewing inspiration, the neighing of the horses reached everyone's ears. Zhang Yan threw away the leather whip in his hand, wrapped the reins around the tree, and strode towards the crowd. shouted loudly: "Brother, what do you mean by this, you don't even call me for such a fun thing, isn't it that you can't write poems without entering the school?" Look at your bones, not as strong as a woman like me, are you embarrassed? Ah, Brother Zhou, you're here too......"

Zhang Yan crackled and said a long time, and when she saw Zhou Yi, she ran to him. Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and recited the "Death Mantra" for Zhou Yi thirty times in his heart, lamenting that he was entangled by Zhang Yan.

"Miss Zhang Yan, hello." Zhou Yi barely squeezed out a smile and said dryly.

Zhang Yan pursed her lips and said, "Hey, are you drinking?" ”

"yes, what?" Zhou Yi is very strange, just drinking, is it necessary to make a fuss? It's not arsenic to drink.

Zhang Yan crossed her hands on her hips, pouted and said, "You are not allowed to drink in the future." When she spoke, she seemed to show her roughness and toughness, and she liked to put her hands on her hips and her legs slightly apart.

Zhou Yi was very depressed, and wanted to say that I have a hairy relationship with you when I drink. But then I thought about it, it was still a little inappropriate to say such things to a girl, so I said: "This, Miss Zhang Yan, why is this so?" ”

"Because I don't like drunkards so much, my brother likes to knock on the door of my room when he's drunk." Zhang Yan said confidently.

Zhou Yi was shocked, he dared to fight his sister's idea, this is a great talent. He turned his head to look at Zhang Zhong, who was simply lying on the grass with his eyes closed and pretending to be asleep.

Everyone burst out laughing, even the ladies couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Yanwu didn't realize it, and wanted to say it again, Zhou Yi interrupted her and said: "I never get drunk when I drink, you can rest assured about this, and now we are all writing poems, why don't you come too?" ”

"I can't write, I haven't even held a pen." Zhang Yan said very simply.

Zhou Yi wanted to compliment a woman for being talentless and virtuous, but he couldn't say it even if he didn't touch his conscience, so he could only say: "Then I'll help you make something delicious, why don't you catch a few chickens?" With Brother Hong, he's in the ...... now Hey, what about Big Brother Hong? Brother Hong......"

After turning around and not seeing anyone, Zhou Yi shouted a few words, but saw Hong Wu stand up from behind the carriage, shook the gourd bottle in his hand, and said, "What is it called, I am drinking." ”

Zhou Yi said: "I'll drink it later, you and this girl will go and catch a few chickens, ducks, rabbits or something, and this peppercorn, I'll make you some snacks." ”

"Appetizers? Okay, girl, let's go. Speaking of snacks, Hong Wu was immediately interested.

The two of them went to the mountains and forests, and Zhou Yi wrote a poem on the paper with a few brushstrokes, and lay on the ground casually, pulling a dry grass root and holding it, waiting for the others to finish.

Everyone's carving of these dozen words or dozens of words Zhou Yi felt their unusual persistence, and it was not until more than an hour later, when Zhang Yan and Hong Wu had both returned with a full load, that all the people were finally written and stacked on a small desk.

"Brother Heng is really a one-stroke stroke, the pen is like a god, I really look forward to Brother Heng's masterpiece." Huang Yao rubbed his hands and said, not only him, but other people have been paying attention to Zhou Yi, but seeing that he either doesn't use the pen, he wants to write it directly at once, thinking that Zhou Yi should have already finished the draft, Rao is so, everyone can't wait to see what he wrote.

Zhou Yi said modestly: "Hey, don't laugh at me, I haven't done those foolish things all these years, I haven't read a few books, don't praise me like this, otherwise I'll be disappointed when I read my poems later." ”

"Zhou Gongzi is really modest, then I really want to take a good look." Huang Yuyan came to Zhou Yi's side, glanced at him, and then said.

Zhang Zhong said: "Haha, Brother Heng, it seems that your voice is very high, then I think it is also excellent to really take your poems out for everyone to see, comment, and make a good start." ”

Everyone agreed, but Zhou Yi couldn't refuse, so he said: "Okay, then I'll be respectful and obey." ”

Huang Yuyan took out what Zhou Yi wrote from the pile of poems and said, "Then I'll read it for everyone, it can be regarded as a sneak peek for the little woman, how about it?" ”

Zhang Zhongdao: "I can't ask for it, Sister Huang's voice is melodious, with Brother Heng's wonderful poems, I will listen to it like a heavenly sound, and the aftermath will linger, and it will not stop for three days." ”

Huang Yuyan pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "How can it be so exaggerated." ”

But she just glanced at it, and immediately showed a surprised expression, and then her face was ruddy, revealing a shy posture, a pair of jade hands pinched the opposite corner of the rice paper, and her red lips opened lightly, and said: "Sure enough, it is a good poem, with this great talent, it is not low compared to the achievements in the future." ”

Huang Yao said anxiously: "Sister, you should read it quickly, don't hang our appetite." ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, isn't this coming? Zhou Gongzi wrote a total of one poem. Twenty-eight words before and after, there is no title, the road is, Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and thousands of horses are sad. I advise the heavenly prince to be vigorous and reduce talents without sticking to one pattern. ”

As soon as the poem came out, to Zhou Yi's surprise, the scene was silent, which made him puzzled.

The people present are not ordinary people, and the sensitivity and understanding of the political situation are different from ordinary people.

In layman's terms, people who have read books think further than those who have not.

From this poem, many people remembered that not long ago, Zhu Mian led a team to destroy the city wall in order to transport Huashigang, and many people of insight expressed their sadness at this move.

Now that there is a miasma of smoke in the court, they have heard and witnessed it, and they have sighed one after another, worrying about the country, fate, and future. I can't wait to go to the emperor's side immediately and give him a head start to make him wake up.

Zhou Yi's poem fully expresses such an emotion. Therefore, when Huang Yuyan read out this poem, everyone was stunned.

"Good poems, good poems, it can be said that every word is fine, one less word is unwritten, one more word is cumbersome, really, a genius, Brother Heng, you are a genius." Sure enough, Zhang Zhong was the first to wake up from the artistic conception of the poem, and praised it again and again, Zhang Zhong asked himself, I am afraid that in this world, there is no poem that can be more timely than this poem.

Huang Yao said: "Now that the country is getting more and more powerful, it always needs such a voice like a slap in the face, and it always needs such an initiation-like action to change all this." The ancients said that change is passable, and if it does not change, it will be sluggish. Only thunderous changes can make Kyushu live forever. And this change comes from those who are not eclectic. Therefore, I advise the Lord of Heaven to be vigorous and reduce talents without sticking to one pattern. If the world is not ruled together, the country will be lawless. Back then, Shang Ying came to the Qin State. You talk to the ministers, migrate to the wood, abolish the Shiqing Shilu, set up military merits, abolish the well field, open the Qianmo, establish the county system, set severe punishments, make the people happy, and the princes obey, so as to make Qin invincible in the world! I advise the Lord of Heaven to be vigorous and reduce talents without sticking to one pattern! In today's world, we hope that more eclectic talents will drive more vigorous and resolute changes! ”

An impassioned rhetoric not only vividly interprets the connotation of this poem, but also injects a strong spiritual power into this poem, to be honest, Zhou Yi himself didn't think so much.

"Brother Houde said it well, let me say two more sentences, structurally speaking, the first two sentences of this poem use two metaphors to write Brother Heng's views on the current situation. Under the rule of decadence, the mind is imprisoned, the talent is stifled, and everywhere is drowsy, vulgar, ignorant, a dead silence, suffocating condition. Wind and thunder are a metaphor for emerging forces and sharp and violent reforms. From the big picture, the overall focus, majestic, majestic and profound artistic realm. Looking at the last two sentences, it is written that the general trend of reform has formed a new wind and thunder, a new vitality, sweeping away the dull and sluggish situation that envelops Kyushu, not only exposing contradictions, criticizing reality, but also looking forward to the future and full of ideals. A unique wonderland, a new one. Such a subtle poem was actually made by Brother Heng, and in my opinion, it is reasonable that Brother Heng's poem is famous all over the world. Zhang Zhong continued.

Zhou Yi was suddenly embarrassed, in fact, a poem or a sentence was originally inspired by feelings, but those who read it will bring their own emotions and thoughts into it, and then incarnate as the author to help the author come up with all kinds of unwarranted feelings. There used to be a joke that went like this.

The author writes that "the curtains are blue. Such a sentence, and then the researchers who are full of food and support immediately begin to write at length, such as "The blue curtain symbolizes the author's strong oppressed and bound depressed thoughts and feelings." And so on, but in fact, what the author is trying to say may just be that the curtains are really blue.