On the sixth day of the fourth month, Zhao Zhukuai, who was in the same class as Li You, took a case and knocked a rich man a few taels of silver, which was really not easy. Because the newcomer Chen Zhixian was upright or angry, he issued a death order to strictly manage the officials, which greatly reduced the gray income of the officials, and even the helpers ran away a lot when they saw that there was no oil and water. Today, Zhao Zhu will be able to get a few taels of silver, and his colleagues feel that they must celebrate this good omen.

Zhao Zhuhai was bold, so he invited his colleagues to have dinner at the restaurant, and Li You also went. Everyone put together a table of eight immortals, selected the wine and food, and then pushed the cup and touched the lamp to be lively.

There are a few fans who sing songs in the restaurant, and the songs are elegant and vulgar, and they will sing whatever the guests order. There were a few scholars in the private room next to them, and they ordered some elegant tunes, and the officials here were very impatient to listen to them. Suddenly, the fan's voice changed, and he sang "Who Turns the Desolate Song of Yuefu". Li You heard this, and his heart was very happy, thinking that he wanted to show off with his colleagues and show off his talent.

After singing, someone in the private room asked through the curtain: "This word is so poignant, the sincerity of love can be called the top grade, I have never heard of Xiaosheng, is it a new word that is a big talent?" ”

After winning awards, Li You said modestly in his heart.

The fan said: "It is a new word that has been called local recently, and it has been passed around but I don't know who did it, and it is called anonymous." ”

John doe... Li You's smile froze there.

Zhao Chukuai commented: "There are a few words I don't understand very well, but it sounds miserable, and I don't know which sour Xiucai who moaned without illness made it up." The little ladies love this tune. ”

Ma Zhu, who was on the other side, looked at Li You in a daze, and then greeted: "Little Brother Li!" I can't decide which lady to think about. ”

Li You smiled and said calmly: "I actually wrote this new poem just now. ”

Strike! Zhao Zhukuai squirted a sip of wine on Zhang Zhukuai's face opposite, and laughed heartily: "I know that Little Brother Li wants to be a genius in his heart, but I didn't expect you to think crazy, this is not good." He put his arm around Li You's shoulders and said earnestly: "I am also an old acquaintance with your father, not counting your elders but also your seniors, listen to my kind words and persuasion, don't have these vain dreams." At your age, even if you go to school, you can still make some progress. Let's earn some money to marry a wife and have children. I didn't see my neighbor's poor Xiucai, and after reading a book all his life, he didn't pick up the next meal, and the little doll at home was hungry and screaming. ”

Everyone laughed and said yes in unison.

No one believed it, it was really hard to find a confidant in this circle, and Li You drank a few more bowls of wine depressedly.

After eating the banquet and saying goodbye to each other, Li You staggered in the direction of his residence. The mouth was chattering: "Three hundred poems... A lot of working people wrote... It's all anonymous! There are many poems in Han Yuefu, written by working people... It's all anonymous! When I was in school, I was still wondering, but now I understand everything. ”

The right to speak has always been in the hands of readers, that is, the daughter of the Qinglou, and the right to speak is much stronger than Li You. When this song was sung by picking mulberries, several talented people in the city saw that the so-called "author" was not a fellow person, but just a pawn in the market, so they automatically ignored Li You, and they were too lazy to distinguish whether it was true or not. In short, this kind of collective ignorance, which does not even question it, is the saddest thing...

When the sad Li You was about to arrive at his residence, he saw the little maid called by his parents, and the little brother was waiting at the door. Brother Yi hurriedly greeted him: "Little master, hurry up and go home and take a look, the old master is crying for death and life, the old master told you to go home." ”

Yes? Li Youjiu woke up a little, staggered to Xishui Town, and asked Brother Yi as he walked, "Did my parents quarrel?" ”

"It's not."

"Did my brother and sister-in-law contradict my mother?"

"It's not."

"The family has no worries about food and clothing, and no one provokes her, what is that crying about seeking death and life?"

Brother Yi couldn't say it clearly, so he only said: "The old master and the old man next door Shen ate and drank together, and I heard the old man Shen say that the little young master you wrote a word, and the people in the city said that it was excellent." When the old mistress found out, she began to cry. ”

This Master Shen is the father of Shen and Shen Bangxian in the previous article, Li You wrote the words, Shen Bangxian is one of the few people who know, so it is not surprising that his father also knows. But what does it have to do with writing his own lyrics and his mother's crying, the more Li You thought about it, the more confused he became, and he went home confused.

Li You's house is a three-room three-entry house, which is not conspicuous in Xishui Town, a prosperous commercial port with Taihu Lake Wharf. When I entered the house, I saw my mother sitting on a chair in the hall wiping her tears, and my father, brother Li Zuo, and sister-in-law were smiling wryly in a circle.

Finding Li You coming in, his mother Zhu's mood fluctuated suddenly, and she hugged Li You, who was about to kowtow to his parents, and cried: "My hard life! I've hurt you for my mother......"

Li You has become a mess of paste, this, this... What the situation is.

"Seventeen years ago, I regretted that my mother shouldn't have been greedy and threw you down, it's heartbreaking."

Seventeen years ago, I fell and was less than a year old... And then today I suddenly felt distressed, how long is this nerve reflex arc... Li You turned his gaze to his father.

The father had no choice but to explain to Li You.

It turned out that back then, Li You had an interesting story when he was born. The parents found a fortune teller and calculated a hexagram for Li You, and the result was that Qu Xingjun in the sky went down to earth, and he would be the champion and the first in the future. This is too exaggerated, my parents and neighbors don't believe it, and then I found two fortune tellers in a row, a monk and a Taoist priest, and the result is the same.

The whole family was shocked, and Li's father even had the intention of resigning from the errand and changing his nationality, because the descendants of the government were not allowed to participate in the scientific examination. But I was persuaded and decided to see if I would talk about it. However, what is disappointing is that Li You has never had any talent for reading later, he only knows words, and he has not shown any literary talent, and there is no hope for him to take the imperial examination. The whole family felt cheated, and they scolded the fortune teller in this world for having no professional ethics, and even the words of deception were the same.

Until yesterday, knowing that Li You wrote a poem that was applauded by the whole city (the mother's belief in her children is blind), Li's mother suddenly felt supreme glory, and her thinking diverged, thinking of the hexagram of the three fortune tellers back then, and suddenly felt that it made sense, her son could write good poems casually after reading so poorly, not what Xingjun was going down to. But why didn't the previous ten years shine?

It is not terrible for middle-aged and elderly women to drill the tip of the horns, and Mother Li finally remembered that when Li You was half a year old, she accidentally fell while holding little Li You and touched the baby's head, causing Li You to be in a coma for a short time.

It must have been this accident that made Li You stupid, causing him to not be enlightened for more than ten years, and he has not recovered his talent until now. But now that Li You is old, it is too late to study, and he is not qualified for the imperial examination when he enters the public school, and he reads in vain. Mother Li couldn't help but fall into deep pain and guilt and couldn't extricate herself - a champion of the Li family was lost alive, and in the atmosphere of "everything is inferior, only reading is high", what could be more painful than this.

Feudal superstition is really unbelievable... Li You comforted his mother in distress. In my heart, I want to talk about it, and I am speechless and crying. Who plagiarized poetry can plagiarize so sadly! Let's try to persuade my mother, who is in a state of conjecture.

A few more clansmen of the family heard the news, and they left after a lot of gossip.