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It was Xun Shangfang who was the latest, so the poem was also the latest, and when the rest of the people had all chanted, there was no one to read—the better ones were like a piece of, almost like roundworms in the—and he waited a few more hours before he finally finished the draft, stood up, and read confidently:

"Greedy for spring waves and green, a penny of white sand far away. The mind is swaying, and the clouds are high and the wind is tight. From the beginning of Yaoxu, the people thought it was convenient. The village is empty, and the reed buds on the side of the river are short. ”

The first four sentences write the scene, and the last four sentences are lyrical, saying that Yu Shun came from Yaoxu and went to Lei Ze to teach the common people to fish, so that the settlement became a town, but now where he has passed, the soldiers have been burned for a long time, the village is dilapidated, and the people are displaced, and only the natural scenery is left, and there is no popularity.

In fact, in the face of the two knives in front of him, he has to write the scene honestly, and he doesn't need to add any subtle words, but Xun is practicing with them, and he will have to show off in front of Cao Cao if he wants to practice in the future. Besides, just writing four sentences is too short and perfunctory, so I deliberately added the last four sentences.

After reading it, Li Quan and others applauded again and again, saying that they were worthy of being the son of the Hongnong Xian clan, this style, this charm, this wording, this sentence, this chanting demeanor, this spitting pose...... That's perfect, and I can't compare to it. But they praised and praised, all of them were false, and none of them praised the idea, it was Xunxin who said that it was not my poetry that was good, it was me who carried the name of this Hongnong Yang family loudly. The so-called "pearl cast into the dark", although it is not a pearl thrown out, but I didn't expect that the place where it was cast was not only pitch black, it was simply a void.

At the moment, he laughed at this group of vassal and elegant laymen in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to thank him repeatedly. At this time, I suddenly heard someone outside the cabin shouting: "Li Gong, when are you willing to go to the county office with me to testify?!" ”

When Li Quan heard this, his face sank, and he replied with a loud voice: "You dog, you dare to chase after Ze Lai to harm Yaxing, the crime is unforgivable!" Get out, get out! ”

The surnamed Wei hurriedly reassured him: "Why does Brother Li have the same knowledge as such a villain? The villain's trip naturally makes the gentleman angry, but if he hurts his body with anger, he will be the villain's arms. ”

I heard the man outside the cabin say again: "Ning's case must rely on Li Gong as proof, Li Gong refuses to agree one day, and I will follow him day by day, never to die!" ”

When the word "death" came out, Li Quan was so excited that he sneered, and scolded: "If the county lord really wants to testify, why don't you send someone to invite him?" This case has been decided, but what is the matter with you, this dog?! The surnamed Wei smiled: "If you have a plan, you will ask this layman to also make a poem, and when you do it, Brother Li will allow him, so what's the matter?" Except for Shi Xun, everyone in the cabin laughed: "He is a single layman, how can he know what poetry is and what literature is?" Brother Wei is too narrow. ”

Li Quan also smiled and said, "If this dog is a shameful and shameful person, when he hears this, he will commit suicide." Brother Wei is a good plan. At that moment, he raised his voice and asked the man outside the cabin to make a poem. Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the man stopped talking.

Shixun stretched out his hand, lifted the curtain, and looked out. I saw a small boat floating on the water not far away, and the people on the boat were very young, although they were wearing long shirts, they tucked their plackets into their waists, exposed their two bare legs, and rocked the oars with both hands, not like a boatman, but they were doing the things of a boatman. No wonder everyone in the cabin wants to say that he is a "single family", that is, a Hanmen Shu clan, and sure enough, he looks like a flat-headed common man or a small landlord at the bottom.

The man bowed his head and was muttering, not knowing whether he was thinking about poetry, or whether he was pondering whether to commit suicide by jumping into the water to wash away the humiliation. Shi Xun asked who this person was, and the surname Bian explained: "It's a small wandering in Hongxiang, vulgar and unbearable, Yang Jun doesn't have to pay attention to it." ”

Han system, there are townships and pavilions under the county, the township chief is named Youzhi, appointed by the county government, and there are three elders, who are responsible for education, and these two are in the office. As for the errands, you are responsible for catching thieves, and you are responsible for collecting taxes, and after 2,000 years, they are equivalent to the head of the police station (but basically there are no inmates) and junior tax collectors. This kind of small official with a big sesame mung bean, the children of the family must disdain to do it, even if they can't raise Maocai, investigate filial piety, and take the bus, they must at least start from the history of Cao Peng in a county.

So Shixun smiled faintly, put down the curtain, and ignored it. But I didn't expect that after less than three minutes, the wandering man really opened his mouth to chant poetry:

"Before the monarch could be relieved, Gaoyi became a filthy ruin. The chaotic mounds are connected as ridges, and the white bones float as mushrooms. That is, this spring heart, is not different from the forest! ”

After listening to this poem, Shixun couldn't help but be surprised, and said in his heart that the kid is amazing! It is not surprising that he can make five or six sentences in just a few minutes, because it is likely to be an old work with slight modifications, but this poem and poetry are really worthy of admiration. The first two sentences say that Emperor Xian is still in the hands of the rebellious ministers, the country has not yet been peaceful, and after the war, the city has been turned into ruins; The middle two sentences write the scene, saying that the mass graves are connected into the ridges of the fields on the riverside, and the white bones float and become the wild cocoon white in the water; The last two sentences are scolding, saying that you still have the heart to travel in spring after all these years? What is the difference between you and the big, inappropriate, and materialless stinky tree in Zhuangzi's prophecy!

I heard Li Quan sneer: "The title is 'You Chun', and the word 'You Chun' is made in the poem, which is really vulgar." "Yes, Xun Xin said yes, if he didn't name "You Chun", how could he scold all of us without naming them? He was still chewing the poem carefully with his head down, and suddenly the cabin shook under his feet, and then he heard the wandering voice sounding at the cabin door: "My poem has been completed, and Li Gong can't break his word." ”

Li Quan was furious, and shot a few cases: "The dog is bold, he actually came to a certain boat, someone came, and quickly threw him into the Zezhong!" Immediately there was a shouting and scolding from outside the cabin.

"Wait!" Shi Xun snorted lightly, and then saw that everyone in the cabin looked at him suspiciously, so he hurriedly piled up a smile on his face, "This person is interesting, wait for me to play with him." As he spoke, he picked up his own version of the poem, opened the curtain of the cabin, and stepped out of the cabin.

I saw a few painters on the boat grabbing the one and were about to throw it into the water. Shi Xun waved his sleeves slightly, and the family knew that this was a distinguished guest invited by the lord to the boat, so they let go of their hands together. Shi Xun handed the poem to the wanderer: "How do you look at this poem, how does it compare to yours?" ”

The wandering face was full of indignation, while tidying up the clothes that were almost torn, he reached out and took the board, glanced at it, and pouted: "The rhetoric is acceptable, but the turn is abrupt, and I dare not say everything, what kind of good poetry is it?" ”

It's Xun Xin who said okay, this punched Lao Tzu's weakness, at least when it comes to poetry, this dog will throw the ticket boy in the cabin Brother Ten Streets. He carefully looked at the swimmer in front of him, and saw that the other party was very young, with a bare chin and no beard, and he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked. However, on the surface, he didn't show his face, but just asked: "How old are you, why did you do it?" How dare you belittle the elderly? ”

That You said: "I inherited my father's position and became Youyou. Ambition is not old, in the past Xiang Lu was seven years old and difficult to Confucius, besides, my age is twice as old as Xiang Lu, and what I face is not as good as what the master and son in case? ”

Is Xun Xin saying "not as good as the master's case", can you say "shit is not as good as the Manchu Han banquet"? Putting Li Quan and Confucius together to talk about things is simply a great humiliation to Kong Lao Er and his old man. Hearing this good conversation, he couldn't help but be interested, so he asked, "What do you call Your Excellency?" ”

That You was stunned when he heard this, and it was estimated that he was usually used to being called by the children of the family such as "dog" and "layman", and suddenly a young man called him "Your Excellency", and he felt very unaccustomed. After being stunned, he hurriedly surrendered his hand: "Don't dare, villain Wu Qian." ”

When Shi Xun heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and asked again: "Is there a word?" "The grass word is heavy."

There was a laugh in the cabin: "Such a single dog can even learn to write words, just like horse manure to be painted with gold paint, which is really ridiculous." But Shi Xun didn't laugh, but took a step back and widened his eyes: "You are Wu Zhen Wu Jizhong?!" ”

Wu Zhen has only appeared in the romance, and his sense of existence is very weak, and even in the text of the serious "Three Kingdoms", there is no separate biography, but a few paragraphs are attached to other people's biographies. But anyone who has studied the Three Kingdoms knows that this guy is by no means simple.

First of all, Wencai is not simple, although there are basically no works left, and they cannot be compared with Cao's father and son and Kong Rong, but it is attached to Wang Cang and other "Jian'an Seven Sons" biography, and specifically mentioned that he was Cao Pixiang because of his "literary talent" and was cited as a subordinate official. The second is that the resourcefulness is not simple, which is also written in the romance, and later Wu Zhen became the magistrate of Chaoge County, and hid in a basket containing silk silk every night to sneak into Cao Pi's mansion to help plan how to deal with Cao Zhi and snatch the inheritance. Later, Yang Xiu knew about this matter, so he reported it to Cao Cao, Wu Zhen said to Cao Pi, don't panic, don't pretend to me tonight, really put on a basket of silk silk, Wei Gong found out, but he will suspect Yang Xiu of sowing discord.

Therefore, Wu Zhen was Cao Pi's confidant and strategist, and the people at that time included him in the "Four Friends" of the five senses. These "four friends" are amazing, in addition to Wu Qian, there is also Zhu Shuo, and the most terrifying is Chen Qun, Chen Changwen, and Sima Yi and Sima Zhongda! According to historical records, when Cao Pi usurped the Han Dynasty, he worshipped Wu Zhen as the general of Zhenwei, and pretended to be the governor of Hebei, and became the commander of a large military region - although it was a rear military region.

It's just that Wu Qian's background is too low, so he may have low self-esteem to the extreme and begin to be perverted, basically stepping on people when he sees them, not only daring to step on Cao Zhen, who is of the same clan as Cao Wei, but also daring to step on Zhu Shuo and Chen Qun, who are also the "four friends" with him, the strange thing is that he only does not step on Sima Yi, and he has said good things about Sima Yi in front of Cao Pi many times. So after he hung up, he was trampled on by everyone, and he was called "Ugly Marquis", and he had to wait for the Sima family to take power before he was turned over and changed to "Wei Hou".

So Shi Xun thinks that this Wu quality is really sensitive, and he knows who is the real thigh, so he should hold it firmly - first Cao Pi, and then Sima Yi - this knowledge will be completely outstanding! Therefore, when he heard the name of Wu Zhen, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and blurted out: "You are Wu Zhen Wu Jizhong?!" ”

Wu Zhen was puzzled, and said in his heart, who is this, I don't recognize it? Hurriedly arched his hand again: "Your Excellency is very good, do you know my Wu quality?" Shi Xun turned his brain, and suddenly laughed: "It's both qualitative and heavy, isn't that exactly the wood?" How dare you laugh at us? ”

As soon as he said this, Li Quan immediately became furious: "Good dog, you dare to insult us as a tree!" "Rushing out of the cabin is going to give Wu Zhen a full punch. Shi Xun couldn't help but sigh in his heart - if I rely on Lao Tzu to explain, you won't hear it at all when you are scolded in person, right? If you knew it earlier, you would have changed the wording, and you would have been confused for the rest of your life!

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I must say that after reading so many online articles, there are very few authors who have a common sense understanding of classical poetry, let alone a certain amount of knowledge accumulation. Of course, it is not required to know the general history and poetry at the same time, which is too strict for all kinds of authors online and offline, but I think that as a responsible author, you must be able to avoid areas that you are not familiar with in the creative process.

Let's talk about poetry, first of all, the poem must be in line with the situation of the characters and the atmosphere of the times, and secondly, if the skill is insufficient, don't make it up at will. The former requirement can be met by most writers of time-traveling texts - as long as they are working with their hearts, but the latter requirement is more difficult. The protagonist can often copy the poems of later generations, but when you meet, for example, a poetry club, you can't just let the protagonist speak alone, right? So what to do? Do NPCs also copy poems?

Some authors, simply bite the bullet on their own, but it's good to be strict with yourself, if you don't make up for the common sense of poetry before this, then it shouldn't be, let's not care about the level, do you at least rhyme (don't ask for ancient rhyme)? Other authors went to the corners to search for some unknown ancient poems and put them on NPCs, which must be admitted that this is a better way to steal opportunities.

So, now that it's my turn, what should I do? Eschew every NPC's creation? Or go search for some obscure works? That's too low a requirement for yourself. My final decision was to take it upon myself. Fortunately, I have been in the traditional poetry circle for a while, and even better, the poetry of the Han and Wei dynasties is not as particular about the level and format as that of later generations...... But there are also troublesome things, that is, the ancient rhyme and the medieval rhyme are different, not to mention the Han and Wei dynasties sandwiched between them. In the end, I could only hold a "Handbook of Ancient Chinese Characters", based on ancient rhymes, occasionally mixed with some medieval rhymes, and barely made a few short poems.

From this chapter onwards, I wrote my own poems - first of all, Wu Zhen, this guy is known as a man of literature, but there is only one poem that has been handed down, and it was later mourned for Cao Pi, because the plot needs it, so it can only be faked. Perhaps many readers will scold me for being eventful, and instead of having time to write poems, it is better to conceive a few more plots. But there is no way, my creative habits have always been like this, to face difficulties, and to create difficulties without difficulties. If you don't know poetry, you can just slide it over, and you don't have to read it; If you know poetry, just look at the text I faked, and don't ask too much.

But all in all, I've worked so hard, so let's have more collections, recommendations, comments, etc., just pity me.