During the preparation for the palace exam, Liu Ming's entire activity was - play! Play! Play!

It coincides with the high and refreshing sky, the mountains are red all over, the layers of forests are dyed, the river is clear and transparent, and hundreds of boats compete for the river by the river.

Liu Ming resisted the invitation of the students of the academy and boarded a boat to play. The passenger boat that several of them take is the highest technology of this era, the main mast is about six zhang high, the sail is twenty-eight pieces, the big ship is made of all wooden giant fangs, the upper side is as flat as the balance, the lower side is like a blade, the whole ship is divided into three cabins, the middle cabin is divided into four rooms, and can accommodate more than 100 passengers.

In the golden autumn, the boat travelers, tea and crab peeling, laughter and conversation, so comfortable.

Liu Ming stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the railing, and the slightly fishy river wind hit him in the face. The passenger boat drove steadily in the river, the woods on both sides receded, the river was wide and the clouds were low, and the river was magnificent. He had already won Xie Yuan and Hui Yuan, and he was excited again when he thought that he would be able to show his talent in the upcoming palace examination.

The vertical arch hall faces the saint, and Liu Ming is still quite looking forward to it. In the palace with vermilion walls and blue tiles, there is the supreme ruler of the Great Song Dynasty. The miraculous effect of the imperial examination lies in the fact that the court is Tian Shelang and ascends to the Tianzi Hall at dusk. Although Liu Ming was not so miserable as to go farming, he was a scholar who suddenly had the opportunity to enter the palace and face the saint, which was also exciting.

"Brother Liu...... Your poetic talent is the envy of Qingzhou scholars, and at this magnificent time, why not write a lyric? A tall gentleman suggested.

"yes, yes. We are also looking forward to Brother Liu's masterpiece. Another short gentleman chimed in.

Liu Ming is not familiar with these scholars. There are only a few songs in his stomach, and if everyone wants him to write lyrics, he can't cope with it at all. He immediately responded: "Fellow classmates and friends, this poem is no more than a hen laying eggs, every day." It takes the right time, place and people, and the three things come together......"

Generally speaking, the scholars respect Liu Ming a lot, and if he doesn't want to, he won't force it. But these two didn't sort it out at all, and continued to entangle:

"Brother Liu is really too humble, too humble...... Brother Liu's talent, which is accessible to ordinary people, good sentences are natural, wonderful sentences are springing, and the flow goes straight down to 3,000 feet......"

The two of them praised Liu Ming, becoming more and more energetic, and their voices suddenly rose very high, and even the other men, women, and children who were riding together in the boat were attracted over. Seeing that they attracted everyone's attention, the two of them became even more excited, and praised Liu Ming as a flower, which was simply the reincarnation of Cao Zijian, and coaxed him to compose lyrics.

Liu Ming was a little irritable in his heart, thinking that these guys were really as noisy as flies. I finally wanted to be quiet alone, and my mother gathered to ask myself which little lady Jingjing was.

"Alright, alright." Liu Ming was impatiently asked by the two flies, and responded, "It's okay for me to compose a lyric, it's just ...... You two need to cooperate with me......"

"How do you need me to cooperate?"

"That's it......" Liu Ming pondered for a moment, and said in a malicious tone, "How about the two of you have a hen egg-laying dance?" ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and then the women and children were snickering.

The tall and short man's face changed instantly, and he said incoherently: "Brother Liu, we have good intentions to make a name for you, but you are so malicious...... It's a chilling ......."

Liu Ming brushed his sleeves and smiled: "Two, is this good?" When I write a lyric, it must be of a good standard. You two dance for a while, you can do your best. I'll do another lyric for the dance of the two of you, and I need to be of a good level. ”

Like Liu Ming, who is so confident that every poem is a masterpiece, it is unheard of for two scholars, one tall and one short. The two of them were difficult to ride a tiger, gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, and responded to Liu Ming's request.

"Brother Liu, please ......," the two said with murderous intent in their eyes.

Liu Ming lightly straightened his robe, held his head high, turned his back to everyone, and said loudly: "The affectionate wind is rolling in the tide for thousands of miles, and the tide is ruthlessly sent back." Ask Runji River, Xixing Pukou, how many degrees of oblique light? Don't think about the past and the present, look up to the past. Everyone seems to be old, and they forget about the machine. ”

As soon as this word came out, he broke out in a cold sweat, how could he read Su Dongpo's words?

I'm really getting carried away. Now, he only hopes that no one will recognize the word. After all, although Su Dongpo is from this dynasty, not all words are familiar.

As soon as this Shang Gong came out, there was no different color on everyone's faces, and they were all quietly savoring, only the river water was lapping the side of the boat.

"Good words, good words!"

Suddenly, the sound of cheers sounded like thunder, and the readers who had drunk a few cans of ink on the boat were savoring Liu Ming's words.

In the crowd, a middle-aged scholar wearing a white scarf hat walked out, and saluted Liu Ming, "Your Excellency's words are majestic and magnificent, and the artistic conception is clear. ”

This comment made all the students admire.

"Who are you?" The tall and short man asked coldly, with a suspicious look in his eyes, thinking about when Liu Ming, this kid, would invite another support.

The middle-aged man in the white scarf hat smiled slightly: "I am not talented, I have been a Jinshi of the Heavenly Sage for eight years." ”

"Huh?" The exclamations rang out. All the scholars immediately looked at this person with envious eyes, for those who were about to take the exam, this Jinshi appeared and deserved to be respected.

The middle-aged man reported his household registration and name, and there were people in the boat who knew him well, and they immediately recognized him.

Jinshi said that Liu Ming's words were good, and the others obediently closed their mouths.

When the two scholars, one tall and one short, saw it, they immediately became frightened, their faces were like pig's liver, and they were greatly embarrassed. Originally, the two were ready to give full play to their rogue nature to the end, even if Liu Ming made a good song, they would have to mess around and refuse to admit it. Now, this jinshi who came out of nowhere came out of nowhere came out to stir up the situation, forcing himself to dance the five-bird show.

The two of them looked at the gloating people in the boat, and wanted to say that the soldiers could not be killed, but if they were forced again, the two of us would jump into the river. However, after all, instigating people is not bold. The two hid their faces and provoked the hen to lay eggs.

This tall and short, he has no dancing talent, and his dancing movements are extremely funny, causing bursts of laughter.

Especially the children in the boat, all of them were very happy, and several of them followed the two of them who were clumsy.

When everyone on the boat encountered this scene, they all smiled happily and deserved to watch the scene for free.

Liu Ming thought to himself about this poem, he was purely lucky, but after all, he was a little weak-hearted, and he didn't want to embarrass the tall and short scholars anymore, so he nodded and said that the other party didn't need to jump.

He secretly swore that after escaping the catastrophe, he would never easily give words in public again.

At this time, a sneer came from the crowd: "Is this word good?" ”

Liu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw a young man standing out of the crowd, with a high forehead, a high head and huge cheeks, and his eyes were blazing, with a loose straight green shirt, quite a fairy style.

Before Liu Ming could answer, the Jinshi next to him frowned slightly, but he took the lead in his voice, "This brother Tai thinks this word is not good?" ”

The young man replied, "Indeed." ”

"Brother Tai is not a local, is he?" The Jinshi asked.

"People in Xiameizhou."

The Jinshi's heart was angry, and in order to maintain the image of the scholar of Benzhou, he said coldly, "This brother, Liu Ming's poem, a certain talent, thinks it is very subtle. Brother Tai thinks it's average, don't you think that the words of Liu Sanbian and Su Dongpo in the whole world are also average? ”

This sentence is already very tough, this Xie Yuan thought, people want face, trees want bark, no matter how conceited this guy is, when he encounters this Liu Sanbian and Su Dongpo, this famous person recognized by the whole world, how can he be tough?

However, the other party's answer next was unexpected.

The long-faced young man was shocked, and said in an orderly manner: "Liu San's artistic conception is elegant, elegant and vulgar, and delicate, but he is too good at studying small artistic conceptions, and he also has limitations. ”

"Then how about Su Shi than His Excellency?" Xie Yuan saw such a person who was neither light nor heavy, and his face was crooked.

"Su Shi?" The long-faced young man showed disdain, "The yellow-faced child is a child, he can only make a few clumsy poems, and he is not elegant." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and more people were angry on their faces. The Great Song Dynasty, Liu Su and the two of them, fighting against each other, have been recognized, and the status of the two in the world of words is undoubted.

"Then dare to ask Brother Taitaifu? Let us see the talents of the lower brother......" The Jinshi's gaze was cast like cold lightning.

The extreme arrogance of this long-faced young man has already aroused the anger of Qingzhou scholars.

"Contemptible people are not talent......ed," the long-faced young man bowed slightly, "It's that yellow-faced child Su Shi." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the boat was in an uproar.

Liu Ming didn't expect that this person who was the highest representative of Song Dynasty literature was right now in front of him. And...... I was still reading his words......

The fake Li ghost meets the real Li Kui.

Seeing that everyone was shocked, Su Shi said in shock: "I went from Meizhou to Qingzhou to visit relatives." But I don't want to encounter a strange thing......" He looked at Liu Ming with sarcasm and said, "Brother Tai wants to compose lyrics, but I don't know why he wants to read the words below?" ”

This sentence, like a sharp sword, stabbed at Liu Ming.

Liu Ming sighed in his heart, it was really bad luck, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the boat was late and encountered a head wind. It is really risky to copy words by yourself, and I thought that the Northern Song Dynasty had a population of more than 100 million people, and it should not be a problem to copy a lesser-known word in Dongpo. I didn't expect to really let myself meet the deity.

The two scholars who danced the hen dance before were suddenly full of emotion, pointed at Liu Ming and scolded: "Liu Ming, I didn't expect that your talents and learning were all stolen." And it's all stolen from everyone...... It's a shame for our Qingzhou scholars......"

Liu Ming was embarrassed to answer that's-right directly, and warned himself in his heart that the more he was at such a time, the more calm he became, and he would never let the reputation he had worked so hard to ruin here.

"Brother Su, I've heard of the famous ...... for a long time" Liu Ming clasped his fists and saluted, his face still calm, "Dare to ask Brother Zizhan when did this poem be made?" Have you ever dedicated a message to the court? ”

In the imperial examination of the Tang and Song dynasties, all scholars, if there are good sentences and good poems, they will present this to the officials of the current dynasty to deepen the examiner's impression of themselves, and when the examination comes, they will also have a good response.

Su Shi replied: "Just a few days ago, I only showed it to a friend in Meizhou, and I didn't give a speech. ”

Liu Ming felt a little relieved, thinking that it was fortunate that he only pronounced Shang Run, and also replaced some words, so that he would not copy them completely, so he said, "Even so, brother Tai, the two of us are not familiar with each other, and I must have never met your friend who is far away in Meizhou." This can only be said to be a coincidence......" Liu Ming showed sincerity on his face.

Su Shi was originally a lover of temperament, and when he heard this, although it was not entirely reasonable, he was able to pass it so-so, and then said, "Therefore, I also think that this matter is strange, Brother Tai and I are separated from the two states, but in the past few days, we have made a similar song......

The others immediately followed, "This can only show that our Brother Liu is talented and has the same attainments as Brother Dongpo." ”

Su Shi stared at Liu Ming with both eyes, and saw that this young man was chic and handsome, and he was a talent, so he was a little appreciative. But Fang Cai, seeing that he read the same poems as himself, was skeptical of his character, so he said loudly: "Since Brother Liu is a role model respected by Qingzhou scholars, he is the same as Su Mou and is a tribute in the same year. Then I will ask Brother Liu for a few good words, naturally...... I also have to give a poem below. ”

Liu Ming thought to himself, this Su Shi also participated in the provincial test? And it's a coincidence that he was admitted as a tribute like himself.

On the passenger ship, everyone's eyes lit up with joy, and the great lyricist Su Dongpo appeared in person, and he had to compete with his own Wenqu star in Fei County, such an opportunity is rare in a hundred years.

Liu Ming's face was calm, and he was bitter in his heart. To paraphrase Nongfu Spring's advertisement, he is just a porter of poetry.

The friends of the academy next to him didn't know, and comforted: "Brother Liu, since Dongpo wants to spell words, I think the entire Fei County and Qingzhou are competent." Anyway...... Let's just not lose too badly. Hello Lai make the first word come out, a few of us will cheer for you, this is the land of Qingzhou anyway, and everyone has no reason to help outsiders. ”

Indeed, the people on this passenger ship were all people and scholars from Fei County who rushed to Linping County, and they also received Liu Ming's favor on weekdays. In ancient times, there was a lot of talk about the feelings of fellow villagers, and most scholars were already prepared in their hearts to help Liu Ming's whole body.

Liu Ming understood that at this time, if he retreated, he would disappoint these fellow villagers, and he had to sail against the current once, so he stubbornly said: "Please ask Brother Zizhan to advise ...... first."

"That's right......" A scholar from the academy jumped forward and tilted his head to look at Su Shi, "Brother Dongpo, Sai Shi is a spiritual adaptation, so we have to come up with this exam question." He looked at a bamboo pole lying on the deck, and said with an idea, "Brother Dongpo, you are a big word, so you have to be more demanding, so let's do it, there is a bamboo pole here, and a pair of straw sandals." Just make a poem. ”

Su Shi stroked his beard and laughed: "This question is really harsh, I'm afraid that the scriptures and ink meanings of the autumn scriptures are not so difficult." However, Su also wanted to challenge. ”

He closed his eyes and thought.

At this time, a drizzle began to fall on the river, and the drizzle was misty, so that the straight clothes of the scholars were moistened.

Su Shi stretched out a hand, and drops of rain rolled in his palm.

"Good rain!" Su Shi's eyes were clear, he thought for a moment, and then said: "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you chant and walk slowly." He looked down at the bamboo poles and straw sandals on the deck, his eyes were full of smiles, and he raised his voice, "Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?" A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. ”

"Yes, yes." The Jinshi on the side couldn't help but sigh, "It's a good sentence to be alive." ”

"The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. Su Shi's poetry was prosperous and became a way in one go.

Liu Ming saw the whole process of Su Shi's creation of poetry, and unconsciously sighed and sighed, the other party's poems were natural, born in the Song Dynasty, and it was a great happiness to be able to see it with his own eyes. Dongpo himself, fairy wind bones, love words like an idiot, watching his lyrics process, only feel that it is a visual and auditory gluttonous feast.

"Brother Liu, just wrote a clumsy song, please correct it a lot." Su Shi shook his senses and broke away from the state of the god of words, but he was also satisfied, and owed Liu Ming.

To say that this Liu Ming, just now he patronized and admired Su Shi's words, thinking about how the high school head teacher in his previous life should analyze Su Shi's central idea, and completely forgot that he still had a big task.

I just listened to Su Shi's words, and I came to my senses, and I still have a word to do.

Everyone in the academy on the side looked worried, this poem was done very well, I don't know how Liu Mingkai will respond.

Before Liu Ming could speak, Su Shi took the lead in speaking: "Brother Liu, compete with you, God bless me for good luck, let this word come out of my mouth, I am also satisfied." However, I always feel that this time I am still a little bit close, and I haven't reached that level yet. Not the best. Su Shi muttered to himself again, "It's just that realm, it's not easy to break through ......."

This Su Shi's eyes were misty again, as if he had completely forgotten about the words with Liu Ming, squatting on the deck, forgetting about things and me, thinking about how he could break through the realm.

In the face of Su Shi's famous song in history, if he wants to win, he only has a suitable poem in his mind at the moment.

However, Liu Ming had a bitter look on his face - the word in his belly...... It seems to be Su Shi's.

Su Shi is now young and vigorous, if he recites a few poems of his old age, he may be able to get by. However, what made Liu Ming uncertain was that he didn't know the year when Su Shi made this poem. If this time, if it is discovered by the other party again, then the name of plagiarism will be planted, and it will be difficult to wash it away.

However, if you don't deal with it, it will be difficult for the people of Qingzhou to retreat from the eyes of such Qingzhou scholars.

Liu Ming was really embarrassed this time.

Now it's hard to ride a tiger......

The river breeze blew, and he couldn't help but shiver slightly, the underwear on his back was already soaked, and the wind blew again, and it was extremely cold. This scene is quite funny, there is a long drizzle on the river, Su Shi squatted aside, muttering about his realm, almost forgetting the matter of the competition, and Liu Ming stood next to him, in a dilemma, anxious in his heart, thinking about whether to pronounce the other party's words.

With his fists clenched and his eyebrows burning, Liu Ming took a deep breath, his heart pounding - he could only bet on his luck.

At this time, the waves were rough, the hull of the passenger ship was slightly tilted, and everyone held on to the railing to avoid falling. On the deck, women went to pick up children, and young people supported the elderly, and the scene was slightly chaotic.

It's rare to have a few beats in life!

Liu Ming took a step forward, waved his sleeves, and said in a voice that ran through Changhong: "What a storm...... The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the characters are merry through the ages. To the west of the base, humanity is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms. The rocks pierced the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. Thinking about Gongjin back then, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic. Lupine scarf, talking and laughing, the canopy is gone. The old country fugue, affectionate should laugh at me, born early. Life is like a dream, and a bottle is still a river. ”

This poem, a key text in high school, has been memorized very skillfully. When the waves beat the strings and the clouds on the river are treacherous, it is also refreshing to read it.

As soon as he finished reading, he saw someone shouting: "Mr. Dongpo, danger!" ”

As soon as Liu Ming turned around, he saw a gust of wind and waves coming, and Su Shi, who had just squatted on the deck, lost his balance for a while and fell to the ground, rolling on the wet deck.

Liu Ming was anxious, afraid that Su Dongpo would be injured, so he rushed up with an arrow step, supported Su Shi, and stabilized him.

Su Shi's face was already blue and purple at this time, and the corners of his eyebrows were broken, but he didn't realize it at all, grabbed Liu Ming's hand and said excitedly, "It's here, it's here!" ”

"What's up?" Liu Ming thought that Su Shi's head was hit stupidly.

"That's your song!" Su Shi's expression was fascinated, "The spirit is great, and the pen power is extraordinary." ”

"Brother Su, you have blood on your head, don't you wipe it?" Liu Ming asked.

"It has its own horizontal spirit, and it is the true character of a hero." Humanity is 'the word is extremely measured. 'Zhou Lang Chibi' is not only a fitting word title, but also a foreshadowing stroke for the next rung to remember Gongjin. Su Shi continued to indulge.

"Brother Su...... Your blood is all gone."

"Yes, yes." Su Shi touched the three strands of long beard, shook his head, "The four words 'ashes and ashes' remind me of the fiasco of Cao Jun, it is really appropriate, and every word is beautiful." ”

"Brother Su, don't shake your head, the blood will spill faster......"

Soon, Su Shi's head was bandaged, but he clapped his hands and laughed like a child, "This realm is what I was looking for before, and it has arrived, wonderful, wonderful!" ”

The river is wide and the clouds are low, the water and the sky are the same, and the laughter on the eastern slope seems to stretch for thousands of miles.