Xiao Jiading patted his head, how could he say this modern word, and said casually: "It's how to operate secretly in the promotion of officialdom." - Oh, it's how to spend money, that's it! ”

Du Erniu sighed, and said with some disdain: "You said that I would understand if you spent money to do it, what do you do with those local words, who can understand it?" ”

Depend on! Is such a trendy term as "unspoken rules" a local dialect that you can't understand? Xiao Jiading said: "Your grandfather knows how to do it, and he knows the rules of officialdom, let him help think of a way to let me enter the yamen as a scrivener,—— make it clear, I am a scrivener, not a servant, although I am good at fighting, but I don't want to be a servant." ”

Du Erniu grinned and said, "It's no problem to help you come up with an idea." Where do you live? ”

"I live in ......" Xiao Jiading's expression darkened, and he looked like he was about to cry, "Let me tell you the truth, I am not from Yizhou, my family is in ......, far away, and my father and mother are no longer there...... (Xiao Jiading muttered in his heart: My father and mother didn't appear in the Tang Dynasty, this is not a lie, I am not cursing you.) Mom and Dad, don't care) ...... I was alone, I wandered around, but when I came out, I knew what kind of road I wanted, I didn't, so I had to hide in Tibet, some time ago, I also wanted to go to the temple to be a monk, because I heard that being a monk doesn't need any road guide. I shaved all my hair and went to the temple, only to know that I needed more to be a monk, and what else I needed to do, and I didn't have to play a board. I don't have that anymore. The monk didn't do it, his hair has become like this......"

Xiao Jiading took off the scarf wrapped around his head, revealing a short hair.

Du Erniu snorted, then sighed again, and said, "You are really pitiful, you have suffered a lot, right?" Don't worry, you are such a good person, I will definitely find a way to let my grandfather help you enter the yamen as a scribe! For me, and for you! By the way, I'll find a way to reissue you with a road guide, and you can fill it in according to your place of origin. Without this, it would not be possible to be a scribe, and the yamen would not recruit people of unknown origin. ”

"Good! Thank you! Xiao Jiading thought to himself, hometown? What is my place of origin? The locals all have hukou, so they can't agree first, so they go back and think about how to fill it in, and say: "That's good, I'll wait for you outside the county government at noon tomorrow." ”

"Good! That's it! ”

Just as he was saying this, he suddenly heard Mrs. Ji in the distance say loudly: "Erniu, how is it?" The incense is almost gone! ”

Du Erniu looked back and saw that Huang Shiyun had already gotten up and walked to a few cases to put pen to paper. That Tang Rongxuan was still there with his head down and thinking, so he agreed and said, "Come right away!" ”

Du Erniu looked back at Xiao Jiading and said, "How is it?" Have you thought of a poem? ”

Xiao Jiading smiled slightly: "When I ate chicken and drank wine, I had already thought about it, otherwise, how could I have the leisure to talk to you?" ”

Du Erniu was overjoyed and said, "Then say it quickly!" I'm listening! ”

Xiao Jiading whispered the famous poem "Yongliu" by the Tang poet He Zhizhang.

After listening to this poem, especially the last sentence of the most brilliant sentence "February spring breeze is like scissors", Du Erniu was stupid, looking at him in a daze, what kind of farmer is this, the whole cow man! That's awesome! In the future, if there is this person to help, not to mention the first talented woman in Yizhou, it will be the first talented woman in Datang! Du Erniu stood up with a smile and was about to leave, when she suddenly remembered something again, squatted down and whispered: "What are the flaws in the poems of the two of them?" ”

Xiao Jiading smiled bitterly: "They haven't read their poems yet, how do I know what Lu Dao wrote?" Let them read it! ”

"Yes, yes!" Du Erniu patted her head in a daze, and looked back to see that Tang Rongxuan had already finished writing, so she said: "Mrs. Ji, I have already thought about what the poems of the two of them write, read them and let me listen, I can compare them and see if I can win."

Mrs. Ji recited Huang Shiyun's words aloud:

Looking for spring all day long, I don't see spring,

Manshoe's shoes are all over the clouds.

Come back and smile and smell the plum blossoms,

Spring is already in the branches.

Then, Mrs. Ji recited Tang Rongxuan's poem:

The flowers fall in the grass of Changchuan and the grass is green,

The twilight mountains overlap with rain.

In spring, I feel fluttering and bitter,

Today, we will fly to zero.

When Xiao Jiading was a child, not only did his parents force him to recite poems with sticks, but as Chinese teachers, they also explained one by one, and also taught him a lot of knowledge about ancient poems.

Du Erniu was overjoyed when she heard this, got up and twisted her fat buttocks, and ran back. I glanced at the incense, and it was almost finished. However, it is enough to write this poem that Xiao Jiading plagiarized and taught her seven uniques:

Jasper made a tree high,

10,000 hanging down green silk.

I don't know who cut out the leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

When she wrote, Huang Shiyun and Tang Rongxuan were very nervous watching from the sidelines, and when the last word was written, both of them were already stunned!

Mrs. Ji clapped her hands and said, "Good poetry!" Another wonderful poem! This first sentence compares Yiyi Yangliu to the beautiful concubine Jasper of Sima Yi, the king of Runan in the Jin Dynasty, slim, slender and lovely, and it is really wonderful. Aren't the ten thousand hanging willow branches like the silk silk of the jasper girl? These two sentences depicted a willow tree like a beautiful woman in front of him. What's even more wonderful, but in the last two sentences, a question is used to ask which skillful daughter cut out this delicate silk willow leaf? It is contemplative, and the mystery of the last sentence is the spring breeze that turns into scissors, the spring breeze is everywhere, the tender green and bright red, the mountain flowers are splendid, is there anything more ingenious in the world than the spring breeze? ”

After Mrs. Ji's comment, everyone in the audience praised it repeatedly.

Mrs. Ji turned her head to look at Du Erniu with a smile on her face, her eyes were full of admiration: "Erniu, you have made two wonderful poems in a row, according to me, in this poetry meeting, if you want to admit that you are second, no one will dare to admit the first." ”

Everyone clapped their hands and nodded yes.

Du Erniu was very happy and grinned innocently.

"Impossible!" Tang Rongxuan was about to go crazy, staring at Du Erniu with red eyes, as if he wanted to see something famous from her, "Your previous poems didn't make sense, why did you make such a wonderful sentence all of a sudden?" You're copying someone else! ”

Du Erniu chuckled in her heart, but she didn't show weakness, and said with her hands on her hips: "The surname is Tang, what nonsense are you talking about?" You say I plagiarized, so tell me, who did I copy? Make it clear! Otherwise, I'm not done with you! ”

Huang Shiyun's originally red pretty face was so white that there was no blood at the moment, and she shook her head and said: "It's not plagiarism, if someone can write such a poem, I'm afraid that it will spread all over the country in the blink of an eye, how can we not know the Tao?" ”

Tang Rongxuan was speechless for a moment, Huang Shiyun was speechless when he said this, they are all people who love poetry, and the poems and songs of the previous dynasty are all familiar with their chests, and Du Erniu's two poems are so wonderful that they are definitely not something that ordinary people can write, and people who can write such poems are definitely not unknown people. It can be seen that Du Erniu has no way to plagiarize.

Naturally, he couldn't know that these two poems were indeed plagiarized, but they were plagiarized more than a hundred years later, and they were plagiarized by Xiao Jiading, a traverser from modern society 1,500 years later.

Mrs. Ji smiled and said: "With these two poems, Du Erniu's name, I'm afraid that it will soon resound all over the country!" Thinking about all the well-known poets in the world, in my humble opinion, no one can come out of the second girl! ”

No matter how thick-skinned Du Erniu is, she is embarrassed to deserve such praise, her chubby face is a little flushed, and she doesn't know how to answer with a smile.

Huang Shiyun shook her head miserably: "I lost, I admit punishment!" "Walk over and pick up the wine bottle and pour it.

Tang Rongxuan shouted with red eyes: "I don't accept it!" Although her poem is very good, mine is also good, why do you compare mine? Even if I can't surpass her, no matter how bad I am, I should be tied for first place! ”

Mrs. Ji and the others were stunned, they couldn't imagine that Tang Rongxuan was so brazen, but this obvious matter had to be forcefully explained. It's just that there is no first and no second, and if you really want to say that this poem is better than that one, you really can't say an absolutely convincing reason. It can only be a human feeling.

Du Erniu saw that he was laipi, but fortunately Xiao Jiading had already said the problems in their poems, and secretly rejoiced, and said angrily: "There are big flaws in your poems, how can you be called the first?" ”

Tang Rongxuan said: "Okay, good! Tell me, what's the flaw in my poem? I figured it out, this time it's not about the scenery in front of you, as long as it's in line with the spring. Let's make it clear, if you tell the flaws in my poem, I will admit defeat! If you can't say it, you can't count me as losing! Let's tie for the first place, and no one drinks! ”

Mrs. Ji couldn't help frowning and shaking her head when she saw him so cheeky.

Du Erniu snorted, picked up his poem manuscript, and recited: "The last two sentences of your poem: I feel fluttering and bitter in spring, and today I will fly away." It's about you feeling as pitiful as a floating grass in the spring, and you cry when you think about it, right? ”

"yes. What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Tang Rongxuan glared.

"Of course not!" Du Erniu smiled and said, "Since you were a child, have you ever left Yizhou?" ”

In fact, this flaw is Xiao Jiading's speculation in his heart, he is such a gentleman, he usually does not go out to travel the world and suffer from wind and frost, this guess is really right.

Tang Rongxuan said: "No, my father said that I am still young and will travel again in a while." ”

"Since you haven't left Yizhou, where did you come from? And how did they ever fly separately? ”

"Can't you write this ...... without experiencing it?"

"You write about the mood, but you don't have this kind of experience, where does this mood come from? You write like this, to put it nicely, it's called 'Young people don't know the taste of sorrow, and they are sad for the new poems!'" It's not good, it's a disease-free moan! Can a poem like yours win the championship? ”

Mrs. Ji exclaimed: "The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new poetry!" - Two girls! These two sentences of yours are very good! It's really an export. ”

These two sentences were told to her by Xiao Jiading for plagiarizing the words of the Song Dynasty lyricist Xin Qiji, and they were words to point out his flaws, and it was naturally impossible for these people in the Tang Dynasty to know the words of the Song Dynasty. Listening to her casually say, they were all witty words, and I couldn't help but praise them again.

Tang Rongxuan was even more discouraged when he saw that the poet girl who had been playing limericks in the past was speaking out of her mouth at this moment, and her face was red and white for a while, and she didn't know how to refute it.