"A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, how many things in ancient and modern times, all pay for laughter and talk about it......" Gently chanting this Linjiang Immortal in his mouth, Sun Xueniang's eyes were slightly red, "Yang Gongzi...... It seems that I looked down on him, but I really didn't expect that although he was a brocade official school, he was a gentleman who was indifferent to fame and fortune and had lofty ambitions. Most of the things I did were despised by him, and I did it badly. ”

Yang Chengzu originally inadvertently talked about making poems, but he was provoked by Ruxian and picked up the pen and found that he couldn't get off the stage. He is familiar with opera and writing, and he doesn't know much about ancient poetry. And most of the ancient poems he knows are also poems of the Tang and Song dynasties, and there are not a few later poems that can be used as a façade to plagiarize. Even if you want to copy poems and become a talent, you have to save a little, otherwise you can't do a few poems, you can only write that the Jade Emperor is also surnamed Zhang, why embarrass me Zongchang.

As a result, on a whim, he took out this popular Linjiang Immortal, at this time Yang Shen was still a young talent with a proud spring breeze, and he did not send Yunnan in the future, and he was used to seeing the vicissitudes of life. Even if he were here, he couldn't write the word. As the work of the top genius of the Ming Dynasty, it is naturally extraordinary, such as the immortal was overjoyed when he saw it, and then he grabbed Yang Chengzu and asked, who is the genius who wrote this poem, and where did he hear this thing.

With her understanding of Yang Chengzu, of course she doesn't believe that this poem is from his handwriting, but firstly, the author really can't find it, and secondly, this word is not a posthumous work of predecessors. Of course, if it gets bigger in the future, someone may stand up and say that this is plagiarized by Yang Chengzu, but there is no evidence and it is useless. At present, if this poem is spread in a small circle, even those who say this kind of thing do not have to worry about encountering it. It's not that if you do it, you can bring any benefits, but at least you can make a name for yourself, and this year, it's always a good thing to have fame.

Under the deliberate spread of Ruxian, Sun Xueniang knew that this poem was also reasonable, she was originally a talented girl, and her attainments in poetry were not as good as her attainments in Bagu, but she always had the ability to appreciate. When I heard it, the whole person was a little stupid, and for several days, I kept babbling in my mouth.

Yang Shen, the original author of this poem, is one of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty, and his work itself has no flaws. More importantly, the timing of this poem is just right, whether it is a poem or a lyric, it must be about the matching of time, place and occasion. It's like saying that copying poems is not just picking it up, you have to talk about a match, otherwise it's just laughing and generous. It was Sun Xueniang who let Yang Chengzu take the imperial examination, and there was the outflow of this poem, which is the most suitable time at the moment, which can be said to be just right.

In the original historical time and space, this word is a work after Yang Shenfa became a partner in Yunnan and realized the vicissitudes of the world and saw the world. He encountered ups and downs and suffered repeated setbacks, and he made this word to express his mind, so he had some contempt for the world and a taste of indifference and ease.

And this kind of sentiment and discipline, put in the context of the imperial examination, naturally made Sun Xueniang believe that Yang Chengzu is a real hermit who is full of articles, partial and indifferent to fame and fortune, and regards fame and wealth as dung.

I thought that most of it was because I asked him to take the imperial examination, which made him disgusted in his heart, and it was difficult to say it clearly, so he had to make such a first word to reject himself. Compared with him, he became a vulgar thing, which ...... Didn't he despise himself?

To say that in this era, although scholars all take the imperial examination to obtain scholars, the title of the gold list is the highest pursuit in life. However, there are also two or three sons, who have their own talents but refuse to respond, but send their love to the mountains and rivers, and sing the wind and the moon. Such a person may be called a madman, but as long as he is really talented and learned, he will also be respected by the literati. And this kind of style, as a talking point, is indeed easier to be appreciated by readers.

In Sun Xueniang's heart, Yang Chengzu's image has changed from an ordinary military attache in brocade clothes in the past to a master who is informal, full of articles, both civil and military, and regards fame and wealth as floating clouds. Asking such a person to take the imperial examination, doesn't this show that he is too vulgar and philistine?

Seeing her appearance of gains and losses, Sun Liang said: "Sister, don't think too much, this word may not have been made by him." I walked with him all the way, and I didn't hear that he had any talents, he was a military attaché, and I couldn't teach him anything, but I could find out in casual conversations with him that his writing and ink were just mediocre. Besides, I've read his manuscript, and it's written in ...... I'll tell you, where did you hear that......"

"Heard?" Sun Xueniang's face sank, "Brother, do you think the talent who can make such good words will be an unknown person?" Judging by the circle you have befriended, can anyone make such a statement? You say that he copied it, it must be a great talent, but who in the eight provinces of Henan can write such words? Besides, what genius would have foreseen this situation and made this poem? ”

As soon as he heard this, Sun Liang was speechless. What my sister said is a truth, but in Henan Bafu, I'm afraid I can't find a talent who can write such good words. Let's talk about words and words, even if one or two talented people have this knowledge, it is impossible to predict such a scene, and then make such a poem to express their minds and express their positions.

If this word was really written by Yang Chengzu, then what he has been doing in the past few days is he hiding deeply? Or did he not take himself seriously at all, and used his brother and sister as monkeys? This person, why does it feel a little incomprehensible?

In the days that followed, everyone pretended as if nothing had happened, and what was and is still how it was. Yang Chengzu didn't even read the scriptures and inscriptions that poor students dreamed of, and even dozens of imperial examination model essays, so he put them in the bookcase and threw them in the corner.

With this song on the Yangtze River, his behavior must be regarded as a celebrity festival, which is the performance of a talented man and a real celebrity, and Sun Xueniang will no longer mention anything about the fame of the imperial examination. Every day, I still come to greet Liu and gossip with her. Only occasionally will I leave some poems, please Yang Chengzu comment on one or two, Yang Chengzu's response to this kind of advice, all of them are "En, good, very good, very good".

Yang Chengzu still stayed the same every day, chatting with Sun Liang and setting up a dragon gate formation, and sometimes taking his concubines or those old sisters who were like immortals, practicing drama on the bow deck. Occasionally, he would play the huqin, sit on the bow of the boat and sing to himself, and every time at this time, Sun Xueniang would quietly peek out in the cabin, and her eyes became more and more stupid.

That Linjiang Immortal had been ripened by the rolling melon on her back, and she couldn't stop muttering in her mouth all day long, so that Sun Liang couldn't help it. Knowing that his sister is afraid that she has fallen in, she has gone from having to marry to really wanting to marry. When the ship arrived in Anlu, it was better to hurry up and handle the marriage for her, so as not to make people sick.

The boat traveled for a few more days, and on this day, Yang Chengzu was singing happily on the huqin on the boat, but he saw a horse team on the shore coming like wind and lightning. The leader was dressed in red, like a burning cloud from far and near, and he reached the shore, tore his throat and shouted: "The heroes of Qinglong Mountain are here, and none of these boats are allowed to leave, otherwise they will release arrows." ”