Wang Ling looked up and found that Cao Shuangxu's eyes were staring straight at him, like a student listening carefully.

He paused, and then said: "The most important thing in writing poetry is the artistic conception, which makes the reader resonate with the poet, meaning the emotions expressed in the poem, and the context is the scene depicted." ”

Does this still need him to say? People who are good poets understand the truth, Wang Ling himself actually knows it, maybe it is this kind of half-bottle ink swaying blindly brings a sense of emptiness, Wang Ling paused for a moment, glanced at the prefect's daughter with the corner of his eye, and saw that Cao Shuangxu had not shown the slightest impatience, and breathed a sigh of relief, and continued.

The extension of artistic conception refers to the blank space, which is mainly divided into subjective and objective, the subjective extension refers to another picture that the poet thinks of through the scene he sees, and the objective extension is to allow the reader to take the initiative to conceive, to capture the picture that the poet does not depict, no matter which one, you need to open your mind to use your imagination, the difference is that the former is active, and the latter is passive, and you need to take the author's vision as the starting point to guide. Do you get the idea? ”

Whether you understand it or not, I didn't understand what I said anyway······ Wang Ling turned his back and pretended to be indifferent, but in fact, his heart was weak.

His remarks are actually no different from not saying anything.

Wang Ling believes that Cao Shuangxu has heard and seen the poetry masterpieces, by no means a few, and the reason why his poem deeply touched the daughter of the prefect is just the corresponding scene in front of Cao's mansion, there is a little bit of the backbone of the people in the market who are not afraid of power, this sense of impact is incomparable to those poems who only know how to describe the flowers before the moon.

Just when Wang Ling couldn't grasp whether he was fooled and worried, Cao Shuangxu took the lead and said: "It seems that there is some truth, I have been taught." ”

Her tone was as plain as water, without waves and lines, so that Wang Ling couldn't tell if she was saying polite words to herself, or if she really had some understanding, but fortunately, there was one thing worth being happy about, and he had passed this level.

Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief silently in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "Then now, can Miss Cao tell me about the old grandson?" ”

Cao Shuangsu was indifferent, turned around and instructed the personal maid to take the vegetables she bought to the well and wash them.

Cherry obeyed the order, briskly took the dustpan full of vegetables and left, not to mention how happy she was when she left, although she often accompanied the young lady, and was familiar with poetry, but she was not interested.

Compared with those crepe poems, she prefers to do some subordinate affairs, the conversation between the two in the kitchen, the little girl listened to it boringly, so she no longer listened, and was busy with the work at hand, and now the young lady asked her to wash the vegetables, she was much more down-to-earth.

After running two steps, Cherry's pace slowed down, and she suddenly reacted, and what the two of them were going to talk about next was the mysterious old beggar who even respected the master, and the originally brisk pace couldn't help but slow down.

She didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the curiosity in her heart made her subconsciously slow down, but the dishes still had to be washed, and she had been with Miss for so many years, knowing that Miss was intentionally trying to open herself, she didn't stay anymore and left quickly from the back door of the kitchen.

After the cherry left, Cao Shuangxu spoke, with undisguised anger in his tone: "You are also very strange, and Mr. Jiu'an has been with him day and night for more than three months, but I don't know his identity, if the old gentleman deliberately hides it from you, it's just that, but after I say the name of Mr., you still don't know, don't say Jingguo, who in the world has never heard of Mr. Jiu'an's name, I really don't know if you really don't know, or deliberately pretend to be like this to make me happy?" ”

Wang Ling was a little embarrassed, he came to this world for three months, although he was with Lao Sun Tou every day, he only occasionally asked some shallow knowledge from Lao Sun Tou, or when Lao Sun Tou was talking, he understood more from the side.

For example, they are in the Kingdom of Jing, the Kingdom of Jin in the north, and the Kingdom of Qi in the west, and these three countries are the biggest forces in the world. Jingguo is bordered by the sea to the east, and is bordered to the south by small countries such as Fujue, Nanshang and Ujin.

Now the war in the Northwest Province was provoked by the Jin State, and it was not the first time that the Jin army had entered the Jingguo Pass, and there was even a time in the past that it even hit Jingzhao Mansion.

Wang Ling also pretended not to have seen the world and asked the old grandson, why Qi didn't take the opportunity to mix in one, and the answer was that there were Yunbin Mountains between Qi and Jingguo, and business and travel completely relied on the north and south passes, Luoyang Pass in the south, and Xiyun Pass in the north, all of which were dangerous fortresses that were easy to defend and difficult to attack.

This is already a relatively deep knowledge that Wang Ling has learned, and if he delves deeper, he is afraid of exposing himself, so he is still a novice.

In the face of Cao Shuangxu's questioning, he skillfully made the embarrassment of the rural people entering the prosperity at the beginning, scratching the back of his head: "I was born in the mountains and forests in the north of Dingzhou, after the Jin Kingdom came in, Grandpa died under the butcher's knife of the thieves, I was lucky to pretend to be dead before I escaped, and then was chased and killed by the thieves, unfortunately fell into the cliff, there was a pool of water under the lucky cliff, I floated along the stream to a wilderness, and was rescued by the passing old grandson, and then came all the way to Qingzhou, I grew up in the mountains, I know little about the outside world, the girl is not strange. ”

Yes... This, Cao Shuangxu's face appeared with a look of self-blame, she didn't expect this person to have such a tragic encounter, thinking of his own performance when he first met today, thinking that he was just an unintentional move at the time, but he kept chasing and slashing, she is still a kind girl in essence, and it is inevitable that she will blame herself a little at this moment, especially when she saw Wang Ling's eyes dimming significantly when she mentioned Grandpa's tragic death, there seemed to be a thorn in her heart, and her breathing became heavy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to poke you sad," Cao Shuangxu said apologetically.

Wang Ling's eyes showed sadness and said, "It's okay, it's not your fault. ”

Before the words fell, he suddenly raised his head, in Cao Shuangxu's eyes, Wang Ling's move seemed to be unwilling to cry in front of her, and he couldn't help but feel indescribable sorrow in his heart.

In fact, how can there be any tears, even his set of rhetoric about escaping death is full of loopholes, if it is not a battle of more than 10,000 people, how can it be so easy to rely on pretending to be dead to get by, when the battle-hardened soldiers clean the battlefield, they will use spears or sabers to poke two holes in the corpse, in case someone borrows the corpse to return the soul, and he can only fool Cao Shuangxu, a female streamer who does not know how to fight.

At this moment, what Wang Ling is thinking in his heart is that life is like a play... Life is like a play!

It's a pity that there are no eye drops in this world, otherwise he would have wanted to take two drops and make a full set of plays.

Cao Shuangxu sighed, deliberately breaking the painful atmosphere: "In this case, I will tell you about Mr. Jiu'an's past. ”

When Wang Ling heard this, he didn't look up, swept away the haze on his face, and stared at Cao Shuangxu with burning eyes, waiting for her next step.

He did this, but Cao Shuangxu was a little stunned, but for a while he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had to continue: "Mr. Jiu'an, formerly known as Sun Qihao, the word Wenyuan, he was originally a person from the capital, he was already familiar with ancient and modern poetry at the age of eight, and he was already a talent at the age of eleven. ”

Hearing this, Wang Ling exclaimed in his heart, this, this... Really? But when I look up and down, he is a lewd and black-hearted stinky old man, and he is actually a scholar, not only a scholar, but also a scholar among scholars······

"Baishui Temple Wenhui, Mr. became famous in one fell swoop, and even many Confucians who have been famous for a long time are ashamed of themselves." Cao Shuangxu smiled gently, and a look of reverence appeared in her eyes.

Just when Wang Ling marveled at how brilliant the old grandson had been, his heart churned.

Cao Shuangxu turned to sigh: "It's a pity that he should have won the champion in the palace examination, but the night before the palace examination, because he was dissatisfied with several noble children robbing the people on the street, he stopped it, causing two deaths and one injury, the matter went to the court, the plaintiff was the then Ministry of Rites and Liang Guogong, the two gentlemen who were killed were their sons, and there were many people who wanted to win him over, but Mr. Jiu'an was arrogant and disdained to participate in the party struggle when he was young, so that no one spoke for him, No one mentioned the matter of those few gentlemen bullying men and women, and the first emperor was furious when he heard about this, and put Mr. Decree in prison, and the next day the vegetable market was cut in half. ”

Cao Shuangxu said as she spoke, a trace of anger flashed through her beautiful eyes that were as clear as water, the white lotus arm suddenly rose and fell suddenly, the kitchen knife in her hand fell on the board, making a crisp sound, and the big white radish in front of her was cut in half......

Wang Ling was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the story to have such a big reversal, and he didn't expect that this old boy was actually a civil and military all-rounder, with one enemy and many enemies, he could kill two people and injure one, this combat power is not what ordinary people have, but since he can live to this age, there must be a following.

Cao Shuangxu cut the radish that had suffered an unwarranted disaster into slices, her knife work was not jerky, half of the radish was quickly cut, and then picked up the other half and continued: "Fortunately, the prince is the current saint to find out the truth, and Mr. Jiu'an is innocent, so he was able to save his life, but the first emperor knew that the princes were unwilling to give up, and issued a decree to spare his capital crimes, but he was not allowed to enter the court as an official in the future, but Mr. was unwilling to give up his ambitions, he found another way, became a guest secretary in the prince's mansion, and he repeatedly tried to help the prince successfully ascend the throne, It laid the foundation for him to re-enter the profession in the future. ”

Wang Ling listened and thought about it, and always felt that things were not so simple.

All parties in the court have won over the old grandson, but the old man did not buy it, so the princes had the idea of 'destroying it if they are not used by me', the first emperor must know this, so he did not allow the old grandson to enter the court as an official again, and it was considered to have given the princes an explanation, and everyone took a step back. But the old grandson later became the prince's staff, and the first emperor must have known it, and he did not stop it, presumably he intended to leave this wealth to his son, so it was the emperor who finally won this pearl······

When you become an official in the court, you will inevitably be in the same dust as the light, how can you be alone? Not participating in party struggles at that time does not mean that you will not be forced to participate in the future, or form your own party, so if you must join a party, it is the best choice for the emperor to include it in the imperial party.

Cao Shuangxu: "After becoming a guest of the prince's mansion, Mr. opened an altar lecture in Jiu'an Mountain in his spare time, and over time he had the name of Mr. Jiu'an, until the prince ascended the throne and became the current saint, Mr. went down the mountain." ”

Wang Ling subconsciously said: "What happened later? What happened to the crown prince after he ascended the throne? ”

Cao Shuangxu: "After the prince ascended the throne, he wanted to grant Mr. Jiu'an an an official position, but after all, there was the first emperor Chrysostom Yuyan first, and the princes still did not want him to enter the court as an official, so they refuted it, and His Majesty was not good at going his own way, just that year the Jin army attacked south again, the Jin army was menacing, and many border towns were slaughtered", speaking of this, Cao Shuangxu's face condensed a look of resentment.

It is not difficult to see that the national enmity between the North and the South has been deeply rooted in the hearts of every ordinary person.

Wang Ling is a person who has experienced the battlefield, he can imagine what kind of human purgatory it is, and his heart can't help but feel a little heavy, and he timely reminded Cao Shuangxu to continue: "You continue. ”

Cao Shuangxu didn't notice the strangeness of Wang Ling, and said while chopping vegetables: "Your Majesty thought that it would be better to take this opportunity to send him to Wuyang Pass, so he agreed with Mr. in front of the ministers in the court that he would not return to the court without military merits. ”

"Can they say yes?" They naturally refer to the princes of the court at that time, and the emperor's meaning could not be more obvious, which is tantamount to opening an opening for the old grandson to enter the court as an official, and then the king's decree seems that the princes will definitely not be able to agree.

Cao Shuangxu put the cut vegetables on the plate for cooking, and then looked around, only to find that the preparation work had been done quietly, and there was no more opportunity for her to show her knife skills, so she put down the bright kitchen knife.

"The princes were unwilling, but Your Majesty was resolute and did not give them a chance to refute, and they didn't want to make too much trouble with Your Majesty, after all, a literati went to the border, and if he didn't die, he had to lose a few layers of skin, so he acquiesced, and no one said anything to refute." Cao Shuangxu said.

Indeed, throwing a scholar to the border pass, and then writing a letter to collude with a few military attaches who are good friends with him, especially the squire of the Ministry of Rites and the Duke of Liangguo, will never let the old grandson return to the capital safe and sound, it is better to seem to be at the border pass······ Wang Ling couldn't help but sigh that the old man was too arrogant when he was young, and he made too many enemies, but he didn't know the truth that 'trees are straight and easy to break, and people are easy to lose'.

And Cao Shuangxu's next words were something that Wang Ling didn't expect.

"It's just that what they didn't expect is that after Mr. arrived at the border, it took only three months to win the hearts of the army, although he has not been promoted in the long history of the army, but he has won the hearts of the army, and the generals are also convinced, even the general Wei Youzhong is obedient to him, he has repeatedly made strange plans, in less than three years, the Wuyang army not only repelled the enemy, and even counterattacked the Linzhou City of the Jin State, if it were not for the drought that year caused the lack of grain and grass, it is not impossible to hit the Jin State in one fell swoop, and he was only less than thirty years old at that time."

This is a real big guy, no, the old grandson is so capable, why did he take me as a beggar for these three months, I shouldn't have eaten and drunk spicy food a long time ago, wouldn't it be beautiful to have a little lady in my arms······ Wang Ling was both surprised and annoyed, surprised that Lao Sun Tou's past was too dazzling, and angry that such a peerless talent from the past and the present would only take himself to steal chickens and dogs and beg along the street.

The thought of doing so many bad things that he couldn't afford along the way, Wang Ling hated it.

Cao Shuangxu saw that his expression was complicated, thinking that he had learned about the old man's amazing past, and he didn't know what kind of expression to use to deal with the tumbling emotions in his heart for a while, he stroked his hair with his slender hands, and said: "So far, Mr. has successfully fulfilled the agreement with His Majesty, and has also become a heroic figure in the entire Jingguo army. Instead, he begged His Majesty to set up a yamen called the Guilty Changge, also known as the Guilty Division, and Mr. Jiu'an himself served as the commander of the General Division. ”

Wang Ling's teeth were about to be crushed, and he was stunned when he heard Cao Shuangxu talking about this long song of sin.

"What's so special about this long song of sin?"

When Cao Shuangxu heard this, her pretty little face rose slightly, her fair index finger tapped her delicate lower lip, and her eyebrows frowned: "Daddy said that its name is 'Guilty of evil, I heard that there is the most powerful intelligence network in the world, and there is also the best spy organization in Jingguo, which can rectify the corrupt officials in the court, and suppress the gangsters in the rivers and lakes, and almost everywhere can leave rumors about them, but it is not detailed, and some people say that there are many capable people in it, and there are ten people in the yamen who are in charge of one party, all of them are very powerful, and they are second only to Mr. Jiu'an, but how powerful they are, I don't know, even my father doesn't know much. ”

Or maybe he knows but doesn't want to tell you, isn't it good to read poetry if you have nothing to do? This yamen is not a simple institution when he hears it, which father wants to see his daughter always inquire about these beatings and killings······ Wang Ling said in his heart.

Cao Shuangxu suddenly looked at Wang Ling with a strange gaze, making him a little confused, why did he stare at himself so much, and then he heard such a sentence, which made Wang Ling stand in place.

"The Street Division was also established by Mr. Jiu'an, and if there is a vacancy in the crime Changge, he will often select someone from the Street Division."

The old thief is really calculating me······ Wang Ling scolded in his heart