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Half an hour later, when the two little girls, Qin'er and Qi'er, saw Qin Yong again, Qin Yong was immersed in his "great cause of practicing calligraphy".

And at his feet, at this time, there were already more than a dozen pieces of white paper full of words.

Qin'er was curious, so she picked up a blank piece of paper on the ground and looked at it.

"At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil; Who knows that Chinese food is hard work! ”

"Huh? Isn't this poem the one of the day? ”

When Qin'er read the words on the blank paper in her hand, she thought with some surprise.

This poem, it is indeed not the first time she has seen it! On that day not long ago, when Qin Yong made the so-called "charcoal pen", wasn't it this poem that was used to test the pen? And at that time, they also asked Qin Yong, whether this poem was written by Qin Yong? Because in their minds, this poem has never been circulated in the world.

It was only later that Qin Yong drew that extremely shocking sketch in front of them, so they forgot about this stubble! In fact, this is also because they didn't pay enough attention to Qin Yong in their hearts at that time, because although they had already changed their words to call Qin Yong "uncle", in fact, Qin Yong's image in their minds was still that unlearned and unskilled child. So although they thought that this poem might be written by Qin Yong himself, in fact, they didn't believe it in their hearts, so they naturally forgot about it!

But the situation is different now, because with Qin Yong's "amazing expression" in the past two days, in the hearts of Qin'er and Qi'er, his aunt doesn't seem to be as unbearable as people say. At the very least, he can draw, and he can also play chess, right? Although both this painting and the game of chess actually have a hint of "going against the trend" of today's literary world, it is undeniable that he was able to fiddle with these two things on his own, which in itself is very surprising!

"Uncle, is this poem really written by you?"

After Qin'er reacted, she couldn't help but ask Qin Yongdao again.

"Poetry? What poem? ”

Qin Yong didn't know why, so he took the blank paper in Qin'er's hand, looked at it and said, "No, I heard this poem from someone else!" ”

"Oh!"

When Qin'er heard Qin Yong say that, a faint sense of loss flashed in her heart, and at the same time, she was relieved!

It's a very complicated feeling, and even Qin'er herself can't tell what it's all about. Because Qin Yong's "appearance" in the past two days really surprised her, she subconsciously "expected" that Qin Yong could maintain this "amazing appearance". But from a rational point of view, she felt that this was impossible. Because this poetry is different from painting or playing chess after all, if it is painting or playing chess, then there is no way to find it. Just like what Qin Yong is doing now, although the innovation in painting and chess is enough to make people amazing, but this is actually only unusual, so this has achieved an "amazing" effect!

But this poem is different, because it has its fixed rhythm and law, so it is impossible to make such a good poem if you are not really a person who is really upright and talented! And the poem in front of her is obviously such a good poem, and its meaning is extremely far-reaching, so it is no wonder that Qin'er does not believe that this was made by Qin Yong, and even in the end, when she heard Qin Yong deny it, a trace of relief flashed in her heart.

"Uncle, where did you hear that? Can you introduce this great talent to your maidservant? ”

After Qin'er straightened out her mentality, she said to Qin Yong.

"Ugh. Introduce you and acquaintances? ”

Qin Yong was speechless. I'd love to introduce you to each other, but the problem is that in this completely alien dynasty, Li Shen 1 doesn't seem to have been born at all.

In fact, not only Li Shen was not born, but even a generation of poet immortal Li Bai, a generation of poet saint Du Fu, etc., all disappeared without leaving the slightest trace, as if there were no such people as them in this history!

However, their works are clearly imprinted in Qin Yong's mind, as the saying goes, "If you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you will steal them if you can't write poems!" Qin Yong was such a poor child who was forced by his parents to memorize a large book of Tang and Song poems when he was so young, and he always thought that these Tang and Song poems would never come in handy in his previous life, but he didn't expect that he would travel to this extremely strange dynasty in the end, and the original authors of those poems, the major talents and celebrities in history, are now all unborn, doesn't this mean that he was originally a poor child who only knew how to memorize by rote, and now seems to have become the new owner of these poems?

"I'm afraid this won't work! The person who wrote this poem that day was an ascetic. We just met by chance, and in a moment we parted! If you want to find it now, I'm afraid it's impossible! ”

Qin Yong thought for a moment and said to Qin'er. Although he also knew that he was now the new master of those ancient stories, he really felt a little embarrassed to let him plagiarize other people's great achievements like this, so he blushed and simply denied it first.

"Oh, that's a pity!"

When Qin'er heard Qin Yong say this, she was also disappointed.

It's no wonder, after all, as one of Liu Luoyao's personal women, she still has a vision, so she knows very well that this is a good poem, an excellent poem. So she wondered if she could take the lead in setting up a line for her young lady, so that they could get to know each other, and then they could ask questions. Because this talented woman intersects with a celebrity, this will always be a good story in the literary world.

It's just that Qin'er forgot for a while that her young lady is now married to a woman, so it is naturally impossible to casually associate with a strange talent as before. Especially this genius actually met through the relationship between Guò and Qin Yong, isn't that even more annoying?

"Hmm. No way! ”

Qin Yong didn't expect it so much, he heard that Qin'er no longer asked who the author of this poem was, so he was immediately relieved! It's just that his relaxation didn't last long before it was broken again, because Qin'er hadn't put down the blank paper in her hand yet, and the chess pieces on the side were also curious to pick up another blank paper at this time.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground; Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and miss your hometown? ”

While looking at it, Qi'er read out the poem in his hand, so Qin Yong was stunned, and Qin'er was also stunned! Because Qin'er suddenly found that this was actually another good poem, and it was no worse than the poem just now. As for the so-called "famous articles" that have been circulated by the major poetry clubs in Yangzhou, they are completely incomparable!

"Uncle, this poem was also written by the ascetic?"

Qi'er shook the blank paper in his hand and asked Qin Yong with a smile.

"Huh? That's right! It's the dervishe."

At this time, the sweat on Qin Yong's head was about to come down, but at this time, he couldn't wipe it, so he could only say with a stiff smile.

"Really? Such an ascetic who has only learned people, the servants are more interested in getting to know him! Uncle, you don't even know his name, do you? ”

Qin'er said thoughtfully. At this time, there was obviously a hint of suspicion in her eyes! To say that when Qin Yong said those words just now, she didn't doubt it at all. After all, there are still well-known people who are well-educated. So it's not surprising that a good poem with a far-reaching artistic conception comes out by chance. But now, if two good poems in a row are circulated so casually, then he should not be famous, but should have been famous all over the world. Because that's the only way to make sense.

“…… Uh, he, his name is Tang Sanzang! ”

Qin Yong was in a hurry, and finally blurted out a shout.

Exegesis:

1 The history of "Hoe He Day Noon" does not know the clear author, but it is generally believed to be written by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Shen. Li Shen (772-846) was a native of Bozhou (now Anhui), born in Wucheng (now Huzhou, Zhejiang) and grew up in Wuxi, Runzhou (now Jiangsu). The word is open. At the age of 27, he was admitted to the Jinshi and was an assistant teacher in the country. He traveled closely with Yuan Zhi and Bai Juyi, and the most shining part of his life was poetry, and he was a participant in the New Yuefu Movement, which had a great impact on the history of literature. He has written 20 songs of "Yuefu New Theme", which have been lost. He is the author of two poems of "Compassion for Nong": "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops of grass go down to the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work." "The moxibustion population, women and children know it, and it has been recited through the ages. "All Tang Poems" is preserved in four volumes of his poems.