"Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?" The bearded man also discovered Wei Junshou's abnormality, "Hey, I said don't be so serious, these are young people, how can they have such deep attainments, it's almost over, I'm really angry and come to have a drink with me!" ”

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Wei Junshou laughed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "My way is not lonely, my way is not lonely!" ”

The beautiful bearded man has never seen Wei Junshou so out of shape, all along, Wei Junshou has been Taishan collapsed in front of him and his color has not changed, but he didn't expect to be moved by a small poem like this?

He was also a little curious, put down his wine glass, stretched out his hand and said: "What kind of poem can make our Wei Bangyan so excited that he tears, come, show me." ”

Wei Junshou gently tossed the paper in the air and said, "This poem has to listen to this little thought, and the taste is deeper." ”

The paper turned into a dream butterfly, and after flying in the air, Gu Qiubai's melodious voice rang out!

"The zombie and lonely village does not mourn itself, and Shang Si is the national military wheel."

This is a patriotic lyric poem, after listening to it for the first time, the bearded prince felt that it was just an ordinary patriotic poem, why was he moved to tears?

However, with the soulful recitation of the reciter, he was suddenly substituted into the atmosphere of desolation.

He seemed to see a lonely patriot, lying stiff in the lonely and barren countryside, still thinking about guarding the frontier for the country.

The bearded man is still reminiscing about one or two sentences, and three or four sentences are echoing again, and the picture and artistic conception of the whole poem have changed suddenly!

"Lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and the glacier fall into a dream."

Reciting word by word, a scene gradually appeared in front of me, a stormy night, a lonely shower dripping.

Until the last sentence 'Iron Horse Glacier comes to dream' appeared, the beautiful bearded man was shocked violently!

It was as if he was riding an armoured war horse across a frozen river to the northern frontier.

A passionate and heroic feeling rushed to the top of his head, so that he couldn't help but want to pick up the long sword in his hand and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy!

"The zombie and lonely village does not mourn itself, and Shang Si is the national military wheel."

"Lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and the glacier fall into a dream."

This poem is simply stunning, there is not a single sentence in the whole text about the war, but it is still exciting, and I can't help myself.

The beautiful bearded man savored it, and after a long time, he sighed: "It is indeed a good poem." ”

He looked at Wei Junshou again, and finally knew why he was so excited!

Wei Junshou is not just an ordinary scribe, when the country was in turmoil, he abandoned the literature and took the initiative to conquer the north, and made great achievements for the country!

It's a pity that he was later corrupted by corrupt officials, so that he turned back from the battlefield, and then he was relegated to this poor country and became the county guard of Nanyang County.

Although he lived in seclusion, he was full of patriotism, and he always wanted to return to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Doesn't this poem express his emotions?

"There is really a rare talent this time." The beautiful beard stroked his beard, "Aren't there two poems, and an idyllic poem?" ”

"Don't worry, this idyllic poem is even more unique." Wei Junshou exclaimed, "I have lived in seclusion here for many years, and I don't think I can make such a good poem." ”

"Brother Wei, don't sell it, take it out and take a look."

After hearing the previous poem, the bearded man was also curious about this poem, and he was so anxious that he blew his beard and stared.

Wei Junshou laughed, threw the paper into the sky, and in an instant, the dream butterfly came out.

Gu Qiubai's voice changed, becoming a little leisurely and leisurely, as if he had turned into an old farmer.

"The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.

How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it. ”

The bearded man chewed carefully, as if he had also become an old farmer, living in seclusion in the depths of this Nanshan Mountain, leisurely picking chrysanthemums, and returning home with the birds.

He clapped his hands and couldn't help but praise again: "Wonderful, really wonderful!" ”

"This whole poetry is deep and eternal, and it always reveals a sense of leisure and tranquility, especially this 'picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan', which is even more desirable." Mei Hair said openly, "This poem seems to have been written by this little student temporarily, otherwise it would not be possible to integrate Nanshan so perfectly into the Qingfeng Poetry Meeting!" ”

"I appreciate the last sentence 'There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to argue', this is how free and leisurely, the true meaning of it, not enough for outsiders, this is the true meaning of retreat." Wei Junshou was drunk.

"It seems that there are really amazing and talented people in this world, if you compare it like this, the kid of the Ji family will be completely compared." The bearded man stroked his beard, "If this kid didn't cheat, the leader this time must be him, right?" ”

Wei Junshou looked at the white paper in his hand, he couldn't put it down, he was reluctant to put it down, and on the ground, there were more and more papers, and he was already distracted.

"Okay, look at you like that, how can you look like a half-point guard, go and see the poems after that, maybe there are good poems." The bearded man scolded with a smile.

Wei Jun looked at the poems that emerged after him, but the pearl and jade were in front, and then he looked at the others and chewed wax, so he couldn't look closely.

Finally, after a pillar of incense, no new poems appeared, Wei Junshou grabbed the beautiful hair and said openly: "Go, follow me down the mountain to see this genius, I am very curious, who can make such poems!" ”

At the foot of the mountain, Gu Qiubai and the others stopped and stood, waiting for the Nanyang County Guard to issue the Qingfeng token.

Gu Qiubai is not worried that his poems will not be selected, after all, if these two capitals cannot be selected, others will definitely not be selected.

He specially chose these two poems, the patriotic poem, which is the masterpiece of the famous Song Dynasty poet Lu You, "The Wind and Rain on the Fourth of November".

Along the way, Gu Qiubai heard Liu Changzong talk about Wei Junshou's deeds, and this poem is just in line with Wei Junshou's life.

As for the pastoral poem, it was written by Tao Yuanming, a famous pastoral poet in the Jin Dynasty, and it is in line with the current environment, and it is the most suitable place to use it.

"Brother Gu, how many of us said this time we can get the Qingfeng Order and enter the Nanshan Mountain in front?"

Liu Changzong couldn't help but be a little anxious when he saw that there was no Qingfeng order coming out for a long time.

"There shouldn't be such a huge square ahead, so at most one or two thousand people can get in." Gu Qiubai said casually.

"Hey, I wish I could." Liu Changzong shook his head, "I was too nervous before, but in fact, after thinking about it, I still have a few better poems." ”

"Brother Gu, are you sure? I heard that there are a lot of talented people here this time, and the leader of the previous township test is also here. ”

"I'm lucky, I lost my life, and I have the right to see it for a long time." Gu Qiubai smiled slightly.

"Brother Gu is really free and easy, Changzong really admires it!"

In a corner of the square, a small-looking girl in a blue coat said, "Miss, let's write these poems casually, can we get the Qingfeng Order?" ”

"What, Xiaoqing, look down on your young lady, don't you?" A good-looking girl wrinkled her nose.

"Slaves don't dare." Xiaoqing said.

"Okay, after all, we sneaked out, let's not be too high-profile, so as not to attract attention, we can barely get the Qingfeng Order to enter the next round, Miss Ben just wants to see if this Haoran country, which is known as the 'country of talents', is really worthy of its name?"

At this moment, the sky fluctuated, and in the light curtain, two figures flew out, it was Wei Junshou and Mei Bearded Gong.

The people in the square below looked over in surprise, and those with a little vision immediately recognized it, and said loudly: "Meet Wei Junshou!" ”

"Meet the Wei County Guard!"

"Xiaosheng is polite."

There was a pot of porridge in an instant, Wei Junshou nodded, and said: "I have read everyone's poems, they are well written, and I hope you will make persistent efforts and keep writing." ”

The corners of the haired man's mouth curled, but he didn't expect that Wei Junshou, who was usually straightforward and fast-talking, would also say polite words.

Wei Junshou looked down, looked around and said, "Dare to ask which gentleman Gu Qiubai is?" ”

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