Chapter 215: Genius (Medium)

"After the dream, the stairs are locked, and the curtain hangs low when I wake up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info When the spring hatred came last year, the falling flowers were independent, and the swifts flew ......"

Sitting on the shuttle bus to Fuzhou, Li Shuchong read Yan Jidao's masterpiece "Linjiang Immortal".

Lin Chuan has been the famous "hometown of talents" since ancient times: "Song Ci four ancestors, Lin Chuan has two Yan." Eight families of the Tang and Song dynasties, Zeng Gong and Wang Anshi. Zeng Gong and Wang Anshi are more familiar to everyone, and "Er Yan" refers to the famous poets Yan Shu and Yan Jidao father and son in the early Northern Song Dynasty.

"The falling flowers are independent, and the swifts are flying. Xiao Zhao tasted these two sentences repeatedly, and couldn't help but admire: "The beautiful artistic conception is both bleak and hazy." ”

Seeing that they were dropping their schoolbags, Qin Wen also became interested and recited the second half of the words: "I remember the first time Apple saw each other, and the two hearts were Luo Yi." The lutea strings say acacia. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it was back from the clouds. ”

Li Shuchong couldn't help but sigh: "This Yan Jidao is the seventh son of Yan Shu, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty. Although he is outstanding in literature, he is too arrogant and conceited. His fate has ups and downs, a bit like Jia Baoyu in "Dream of Red Mansions". His father was 47 years old when he was born, and he was the prime minister of the dynasty, and he was brilliant since he was a child, so he was deeply loved by his father's colleagues when he was young. But when he grew up, he did not want to accept the constraints of the world, and he was arrogant by nature and refused to attach himself to power. After his father's death, the family was in the middle of the road, and he neither took advantage of the identity of the second generation of officials, nor did he take advantage of the favorable conditions of his father's protégé and former officials all over the world to seek fame for himself, so his career was very unsatisfactory, and he only did some small officials in his life. ”

Qin Wen said: "Yan Jidao's style of words is similar to his father's, not only has the beautiful and graceful style of Yan Shu's words, which is natural, but also more sincere and sad than Yan Shu's words. Especially in romance words, it is better than Yan Shu. Probably because of his low social status and the ups and downs in his life, his lyrics are much more profound in terms of ideological content than Yan Shu's. ”

Xiao Zhao also agreed with Qin Wen's opinion, she said: "In Yan Shu's words, I only seem to remember the sentence 'helpless flowers fall, déjà vu Yan returns', it is estimated that it is just his clever hand." ”

Li Shuchong had a different opinion. "Yan Shu was born as a prodigy, and he participated in the palace examination at the age of fourteen and was deeply loved by the emperor. During the official period, he attached great importance to the development of the academy, vigorously supported the Yingtian Academy, and cultivated a large number of talents. He wrote more than 10,000 poems in his lifetime, but unfortunately most of them were lost. I like his "Butterfly Love Flower" the most. Then he read in a low voice:

The threshold chrysanthemum is sorrowful, the smoke and orchid are crying, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away. Mingyue does not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the oblique light penetrates Zhu Hu.

Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you want to send colored notes and rulers, where do you know where the mountains and rivers are?"

Xiao Zhao said with a smile: "Brother Shu Chong, after your reminder, I think this word seems to be very familiar. Then who do you say has better words?"

Li Shuchong thought for a while and said, "Yan Shu is a young man, and he is the prime minister of the official residence. Yan Jidao is not, he belongs to the poet of grief. Judging from the romance alone, Yan Jidao is the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave; if you look at the way you behave in the world, discover talents, cultivate talents, and make contributions to the literary circle of the Northern Song Dynasty, Jiang is old and spicy, and Yan Shu is more comprehensive. There are disadvantages and advantages to everything, and that's the truth. Just like us now, although we are forced to wander around, maybe one day we will suddenly 'have an epiphany' and become a talented man or a talented woman. ”

In the process of discussing the poems and songs, they unconsciously arrived at the Fuzhou bus station, and thought of temporarily getting rid of the enemy's tracking, the three of them became relaxed, and got off the car with a smile, their faces were filled with joyful youth.

After leaving the station, away from the crowd, Qin Wen asked in a low voice, "Shu Chong, how did you punish that taxi driver?"

Li Shuchong was still immersed in Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal", and said casually: "'When the spring hatred came last year' was written about spring hatred, he must have done a spring dream." It is said that 'there is no trace of spring dreams', I look at this driver, that is, Yang Zhiqiang, a young man with acne, but I am afraid that now it is 'a nightmare that can't be shaken'. ”

"What nightmare?Brother Shu Chong, what did you do with him?" Xiao Zhao also asked curiously.

Li Shuchong said: "I made him drink a lot of liquor, and then drove to hit the wall, and the most important thing is that he hit the wall of the traffic police brigade." ”

"You're a little too bad, but it's relieving. He should be considered a drunk driver, and I heard that the punishment is quite heavy now. Qin Wen knew that drunk driving and drunk driving were being caught everywhere now, but this driver was sent to the door "by himself".

"Not to mention drunk driving, this kid was lying on the steering wheel in a daze, suffered a very serious internal injury, and hit a big bag on his head, I "peeked" for a while, and he couldn't remember what happened last night. Fortunately, the accident site is very close to the hospital, and his life can definitely be saved, but it is estimated that there is no problem in living seven or eight years less, and I basically helped him realize the idea of 'I'd rather live ten years less'. Li Shuchong analyzed objectively.

"Hmph, it's just innocent", "He did it to himself." The two beauties replied at the same time.

When you come to Fuzhou City, it is best to go to Linchuan District, where Linchuan No. 1 Middle School and Linchuan No. 2 Middle School are famous college entrance examination factories in the province and even the whole country.

In modern history, Fuzhou and Linchuan took turns to govern each other, sometimes called Linchuan City, sometimes called Fuzhou City, but no matter how the name was changed, the "Linchuan Talent Phenomenon" has always continued, cultivating countless political dignitaries, scientific and technological celebrities, literary giants, music stars, studying abroad doctors and other talents, each leading the way. Not to mention anything else, about 50 candidates from Linchuan No. 1 Middle School and Linchuan No. 2 Middle School are admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University every year, and these two schools account for one-third of the province's places.

Qin Wen was a little tempted, she wanted to feel the reading atmosphere in the hometown of talents, and Li Shuchong naturally wanted to accompany her to the end.

Linchuan Bus Station is located between No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School, walk to the left and turn back to No. 1 Middle School, and walk straight forward for a while to No. 2 Middle School. The three of them chose not to turn back, and prepared to go to Linchuan No. 2 Middle School along Yuming Road.

He looked at the time, it was already close to noon, and they hadn't even eaten breakfast, how could the three of them not be hungry? It just so happened that Qin Wen saw a beautifully decorated restaurant on the side of the road, and the signboard read "Dundu Beef Offal Soup", and said loudly: "Let's eat here, there are many Fuzhou people in Changnan, and I have long heard them talk about the good name of Linchuan beef offal." ”

Xiao Zhao pointed to this signboard and asked, "Look at the signboard of this hotel, what does the word 'Dundu' mean?"

Li Shuchong jokingly said: "If you want to take apart the word Dundu, it probably means epiphany." I guess if you drink the offal soup here a few more times, the students will have an epiphany, and then they will be transformed into talented men and talented women, right?"

Qin Wen knew that he was arguing with words, so she glanced at him and asked, "Dundu is obviously a place name, but it has been distorted by you into the meaning of epiphany and degree, so what is the explanation of beef offal soup?"

Li Shuchong said without thinking: "What's so difficult about these three words? You listen to me explain ...... to you one by one" (To be continued. )