In fact, the bodies of Wang Sheng and others were found by local villagers in the evening and reported to the county. There was chaos in the county that night—more than a dozen people died, five of whom were the children of state officials, and the county magistrate was so anxious that he almost hanged his neck.

At noon the next day, Shi Yi, Wang Xiu and others all rushed back from the national capital, and sent the family servants and Ding Zhuang in the county to visit everywhere, and it was not until near midnight that Shi Xun and the other five finally limped back to the city one after another.

After listening to his son and cousin tell about the experience of being taken captive by the Yellow Turban Thieves and going up the mountain, Shi Yi stomped his feet and scolded Shi Jun: "The little slave refuses to study at home and causes trouble for me all day long!" If it weren't for the blessing of misfortune this time, so that your seventh brother could speak, I would have killed you! If Zheng Yien is lost because of this, what kind of face does he have to see Mr. Zheng Kangcheng! ”

At the moment, he "crackled" and started the family method, gave Shijun a good beating, and dragged him out of the house to confinement after the fight. Then he said to Shi Xun: "You are also at fault for following that rebel son, and if it weren't for the injuries on your body, the family law would be inevitable." The right to make a note that in the future, without my permission, you will not be allowed to go out of the city at will! "It's Xun who snorted and swore that he wouldn't dare to go out of the city again - just kidding, the yellow turban thief is right under his nose, even if you allow it, we won't go out!

But it was Jun Cai who was locked up for three days, and then he was released again - Wang Sheng and several other families did funerals, and they wanted to take them to pay tribute. Before leaving, the pen was flying, and he wrote several eulogies in a row, handed them to Shixun and Shijun, and instructed: "On the mourning hall, you can read them in turn." ”

The five people who died were all children of officials in the country - in comparison, only Zheng Yi's family had no one in the family who was the current official - so many wealthy dignitaries all came to pay their respects. Shi Yi took them to four houses in three days - fortunately, the wounds on Shi Xun's shoulders and thighs were not infected, and after he went home and took medicine, they had begun to heal gradually, otherwise this back and forth alone would be enough for him. On the last day, the last family is the tomb of Prince Wang Sheng, his eldest brother Wang Xiao Prince Fa is the confidant of Kong Rong, the minister of the North Sea, and was hired to supervise the post, so the face is very big, and even Kong Rong came to worship in person.

Shi Xun stood in the middle of the queue, boldly raised his head to observe the famous Kong Beihai—I saw that this person was thirty or forty years old, with a face like a crown of jade, raised eyebrows and fine eyes, five willows and long hair, and more bookish than bureaucratic. Kong Rong first bowed, read a short sacrificial text, and then rested for a while, just about to leave. At this time, it was Xun's turn to recite the sacrificial text, he held the woodblock of the ceremonial handbook, was stunned in front of the spirit for a while, and finally gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and took advantage of Kong Rong's not yet going out, "woohoo", and opened his mouth to sing:

"As soon as the dark room is closed, Xianda is helpless. They have always given each other away, and each returned to his home. Relatives or remnants of sorrow, others have also sang. What is the way to die, and the body is the same mountain! ”

Kong Rong stepped out of the door with one foot, and was stunned on the spot when he heard this poem, then slowly turned around, and suddenly clasped his hands together in front of his chest: "Wonderful, what a 'what is the way to die, support the body with the mountain'!" ”

It was Xun who read, it was half of Tao Yuanming's "Elegy Poem", the original poem was 18 sentences, he saved more than half of it, and also condensed the four sentences of "the secluded room has been closed, the millennium will not return, the millennium will not return, and the virtuous will be helpless" into two sentences. There is no other reason, he can't remember everything before.

It is Xun Qian's life that has a certain knowledge of Chinese culture, especially poetry and songs, and among the poems, the most memorized are the works of Cao Cao, Cao Zhi, Tao Qian, Li Bai, and Su Shi. A traveler who never knows how to copy poems is not a good time-traveler, and a time-traveler who can't cut and paste is not a good modern person. So since he entered the family, he has been thinking about making a name for himself by copying poems, but who is it better to copy?

Cao Cao's? No way. The age of many of Cao Cao's poems is not exact, and God knows if he had already made them at this time. God knows if he said "When you sing about wine, the geometry of life" was made when he was a teenager, and when he was old, he ran to the Yangtze River to put the lance horizontally, and pretended to chant out? In this era, he didn't dare to plagiarize, he was caught on the spot and was full of reasoning, besides, did he dare to reason with Cao Cao?

Cao Zhi's? Nor is it insured. He really didn't remember what year Cao Zhi was born. Even if Cao Zhi was still a child at this time, God knows if this child is gifted and will be able to write poetry as soon as he lands? At most, there is no burden to copy "Seven Steps Poem...... If you crash into the car, you can go and fight with Cao Zhi, but in case the Cao family's father comes out to help support him...... He still didn't dare to reason with Cao Cao!

Li Bai, especially Su Shi, is too far away from the end of the Han Dynasty, and the style of the times is completely different, so it is difficult to copy it rigidly. Do you want to sing "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky" in this era? Sing "Humanity is, Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi" (this must be the most unreliable)? In this era, four-word poems, five-word poems, and seven-word poems have just begun to become popular, not to mention words, who can understand those words that are flavored in the Song Dynasty!

The most suitable is only Tao Qiantao Yuanming, the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the end of the Han Dynasty, the vocabulary and phrase have not changed much, and there is no Wuhu invasion to pollute the Central Plains sound, and the tone is basically coordinated, especially Tao Yuanming's aesthetic style is very in line with the taste of the decadent scholars in this era. In (three sounds), let's copy Tao Qian!

But copying poetry has to strive for instant success. In this era, the Qinglou industry is not developed, and you can't learn from those successful people who wore the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, and now you are chanting poetry in front of prostitutes, and no one will pay attention to you at all - this era is not a wealthy family of female prostitutes, most of them have no culture, and it is impossible to sing among scholars. You have to chant poetry among scholars, and it is better to chant in front of a famous person, and it is better to chant in front of a famous person who knows poetry and loves poetry.

And Kong Rong is undoubtedly the best target in Beihai. Like Yi, the wealthy family, bureaucrats, and scholars like Zheng Xuan, they usually don't see them chanting poems and singing songs, and all their minds are focused on government affairs or learning. Originally, the best target was Cao Cao, but unfortunately Cao Cao was not in Beihai, and at this time, I am afraid that he was still recruiting troops in Guangling County, which was nearly thousands of miles away.

It was a coincidence that this day was really coincidental, and I actually bumped into Kong Rong in the mourning hall of the Wang family. It also happened that Tao Yuanming had a few "elegiac poems", and Xun also remembered half of the poems, so he tampered with them slightly and took them out for sale.

He didn't expect it to be bad at all, Kong Rong was one of the "Seven Sons of Jian'an", a famous poet in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, even if he was independent of his own time and space, separated by a long time, he and Tao Yuanming must have a heart-to-heart - after chewing and savoring it, he immediately applauded. And the other bureaucrats and dignitaries in the hall, including Shi Yi, were all staring at each other, and they couldn't tell what was so good about this poem at all.

At that moment, Kong Rong asked: "This young man is ......" Shi Yi hurriedly came out: "The nephew is Xun." Kong Rong nodded at him: "Very good, very good, Yu will return to the national capital tomorrow, Ziyu and bring his nephew to see Yu." ”

So Shi Xun followed Shi Yi out of Yingling City the next day and went to Beihai County, the capital of the country. The two of them traveled in the same car, and they also took five domestic slaves and twenty native soldiers along the way to protect them—but Xun pondered, last time, there were more than 20 of us, and we were beaten like dogs. With these goods, Guan Si can fight ten, although Guan Hai has not seen a move, just that body, it is estimated that it is not a problem to fight thirty or fifty.

So his liver trembled all the way, and everywhere he looked, it seemed that a yellow turban would immediately appear. Shi Yi thought that he was a little stage frightened about meeting high-ranking officials, and helped cheer him up: "Kong Beihai's appearance is unparalleled in the world, but he is kind and kind, and his conversation is also very witty, so Hongfu doesn't need to panic." ”

It was Xun Xin who said that I am afraid of no one and will not be afraid of Kong Rong. Like Youheng's stinky mouth and bad temper, Kong Rong can stand it, am I such an honest child, am I still afraid of offending Kong Rong?

Fortunately, the road was safe, and he soon entered the county town and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion to meet him. Kong Rong inquired about Shi Xun's age and resume, and asked: "The poem that the prince sang in front of the tomb the day before yesterday is it an old work, or is it a temporary draft?" ”

Shi Xun hurriedly shook his head: "Xun Shi has no talent to rely on Ma Chengwen, this is the night before tossing and turning, because he sighed that life is short, such as the instant withering of autumn flowers, and he chanted after repeated thinking." "Just kidding, if you fake the model and admit that you are quick in writing, how good is it for the other party to make poems on the spot? Even if you copy it, you have to spend time figuring out which one is appropriate, isn't it?

Looking at it, Kong Rong was quite interested in him, and asked again: "What old works are there, but you can chant them one by one, and let Yu sigh and appreciate them." ”

This is easier to do, since it is said to be an old work, there are no special requirements for genre, subject matter, content or anything, and you can plagiarize as you like. So he thought about it a little, and it was better to continue copying Tao Yuanming-

"Harvest the glory wood, in Ztogen. Prosperity rises, and the twilight does not exist. Chastity is made up of people, and there is no way to be good or bad. Non-Dao Yiyi? Non-good Xi Dun. ”

"This poem has a lot of meaning," Kong Rong applauded, and then turned his head to look at Shi Yi with a blank face, "I don't think your family has such a glorious wood!" ”

It's Xun's Khan...... Rong Mu is hibiscus, Tao Yuanming's poem is to sigh that the hibiscus flowers are falling in the morning and sunset, so as to warn the world that the blessings and misfortunes are not up to others, and they must follow the teachings of the sages. Although the word "Rongmu" has the meaning of a luxuriant tree, it can indeed be used to praise others, but it follows this poem closely...... You're cursing me for an early death, aren't you?

was slandering respectfully, Kong Rong asked again, is there anything else? Shixun was forced to copy two more songs, and the more Kong Rong listened, the more he admired, and urged again and again, Shixun was finally completely angry - you are endless! Do you think I'm the complete works of Tao poems? I can remember these three or five songs, it's already amazing, you know the way, you don't know the way!

Of course, he couldn't say that in his mouth, so he had to change the topic: "Although Yun Shi is based on words and aspirations, after all, it is not as good as Jingyi, the eldest husband should study the words of the sage, and take it as his own responsibility to support the society, and An can diligently chant the wind and make the moon?" ”

"This is a great good," Kong Rong applauded again, and asked him after finishing, "Who is Hongfu learning from, and what kind of classics are you governing?" ”

Not again...... Shi Xun had no choice but to answer with a shy face: "Ben is in Yuanjun, there is no good teacher, they are all self-taught, and there are all kinds of incomprehensions in the meantime, and there is nothing to ask." ”

Kong Rong nodded: "Hongfu is a good talent, if Yu can be taught, he will be lucky in his life." Then the conversation suddenly changed: "It's a pity that the state affairs have been so bad these days, it's hard to have leisure, it's a pity, it's a pity~~"

It's Xun Xin who said that he didn't have time to teach me that you said a fart! hurriedly answered the phone and said, "Xuncai and Zheng Yien have intersected, but they haven't had time to ask for benefits yet." ”

Kong Rong shook his head: "Yi Encheng is a loyal person, but he is a pity that his talent is mediocre. What Mr. Kang Cheng has learned is like an ocean, and Yien only has a scoop - it is not worth learning. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and suddenly slapped his face again: "There is a talented man in the capital, who also studied under Mr. Kangcheng, so he wrote a letter of recommendation, and Hongfu will learn from it, and he will definitely be able to make up for it." As he said, he took the piece on the spot, and wrote a letter with the title: Brother Gongyou.

Shixun didn't remember who this "Gongyou" was for a while, and glanced at Shiyi, and he was very vague when he looked at him. However, since he is a disciple of Zheng Xuan, Kong Rong recommends it again, presumably it will not be an ordinary product, and he can more or less pass one and two classics. So he thanked him again and again and took the wooden scumbag.

Kong Rong called a servant Lingshixun to find this "Gongyou" gentleman. This person's home is not far from the Prime Minister's Mansion, two streets away, and it will be there very quickly. Knock on the door, hand the letter of recommendation, and in a short time a servant will come out and take it in. Walking to the front of the hall, I saw a middle-aged man standing tall, with a yellow face and a long beard, the rarest pair of eyes, the pupil color was quite light, and when he stared at people, it seemed as if he wanted to penetrate into the other party's heart.

Yes Hoon stepped forward to sign up. The other party also took a deep look: "It's Sun Qian." ”

I'm here! It turned out to be this Mr. Sun Gongyou!