"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles!"

By the time the last line of the poem was finished, there was no noise in the whole scene, and even the sound of people's breathing could be heard.

"Getting this good Mid-Autumn Festival word is like drinking peerless mellow wine!" Xing Shangyuan, the prefect, closed his eyes at this time and looked like an aftertaste.

It's no wonder that this song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" caused such a movement at the entire poetry meeting.

This poem is the representative work of Su Shi, the great writer of the Song Dynasty in Liang Hong's previous life, and it can also be regarded as the pinnacle of writing lyrics in the Song Dynasty.

Moreover, in later generations, this "Water Tune Song Head" has such an evaluation,—— in writing the Mid-Autumn Festival, as soon as this word comes out, the rest of the words are wasted!

It can be seen that the level of literary attainment of this poem is very high! That is the one that can play all the Mid-Autumn Festival words for thousands of years,—— so in this poetry club, as long as you are knowledgeable, you can hear the literary level of this "Water Tune Song Head"!

"I just don't know who wrote this good Mid-Autumn Festival poem?" Finally, in the silence below, such a questioning voice sounded.

Liu Qian'er was about to open her mouth and tell her about meeting Liang Hong, but at this moment, the Li County Commander said directly: "His name is Liang Hong, and he is a Xiucai from my Xinxiang County. ”

At this time, the criminal prefect couldn't bear his itching, and he hurriedly said: "I can write such a good word, I really want to meet him immediately, Li County Order, why don't we visit this Liang Hong Xueyou at night?" ”

Xueyou, the original meaning is a friend in learning, this came out of Xing Shangyuan's mouth, and it gave people that Liang Hong was enough to have an equal relationship with the criminal prefect, of course, only from the point of learning.

Hearing what the prefect said, Li Xianling suddenly hesitated a little, and said: "Fuzun, if it's too late today, if Fuzun really wants to see him, then why don't we go and meet this little friend tomorrow?" ”

"I must see him in person, such a great talent, I really can't wait to see him immediately!" The criminal prefect originally loved poetry to the point of being very deep, and when he heard Li Zhixian say this, he also extinguished the idea of going to see him immediately, after all, this is also a reality, so he said, "Okay, just follow what Li County said." ”

In the early morning of the second day, Liang Hong got up early in the morning, because today he wants to participate in the ancestor worship of the Liang clan, there is no need to eat at home, the ancestor worship will be eaten at the patriarch's side, of course, the ancestor must be sacrificed before the meal, this is the piety to the ancestors.

Liang Hong and his mother came to the door of the patriarch, that is, Liang Hong's third grandfather, and at this time, there were already people from the Liang clan in the village, all of whom came one after another.

Liang Hong and his mother Xu were about to walk into the door, but they were stopped by the door, Xu was startled, and hurriedly said: "This, this little brother, we, we are here to participate in the ancestor worship, please let us in." ”

The man said: "I know you, you are Liang Hong, right?" The eldest lord said that Liang Hong is not allowed to participate in the ancestor worship and cannot step through this door, so please don't embarrass me as a subordinate. ”

"This ...... Why can't we go? As soon as the Xu family heard the words of that man, they became angry, "Could it be that Liang Hong is not a member of the Liang family?" ”

Menzi was in a trance, and he argued: "This, this is not my decision, it is the eldest master's decision!" ”

Liang Hong knew who this eldest master was, it was the eldest son of his third grandfather, and he was the seventh in their generation in the clan, and Liang Hong had to call the seventh uncle.

At this moment, a deep and majestic voice sounded: "What's the matter?" What day is it? Can you afford to make noise here? ”

But I saw a middle-aged Sven man walking out of the door, accompanied by his voice.

"I said Seventh Brother, what do you say is going on?" Xu immediately stepped forward and said in a bad tone, "Are we considered to be members of the Liang family?" Why did the clan worship their ancestors, but they didn't let me and my family Hong'er go in, what kind of truth is this? ”

The middle-aged Sven man, called Liang Jin, is Liang Hong's seventh uncle, and when he heard Xu's words, his face immediately became gloomy:

"Who said you won't let you in, sister-in-law? I just said not to let Liang Hong come in, this scourge of the loser, the evil obstacle that is not high or low, why didn't he drink to death? Not to mention the fifty taels of silver that he owes my family, what kind of face does he have to go to see his ancestors? Even if it's his father? Does he have the face to face his dead father? ”

When Liang Hong heard this on the side, he immediately understood that this was falling into a well! This seventh uncle of his own was over forty years old this year before he was admitted to Xiucai's fame, and even if he was a bastard in his predecessor, he was a twelve-year-old prodigy who was admitted to Xiucai.

He himself had already heard that this seventh uncle was middle-aged and talented, and many people in the clan compared him with themselves behind their backs, how could this seventh uncle be indifferent?

This is deliberately finding fault and wanting to nail himself to the pillar of shame of the Liang clan.

Oh, good, really good! But you have calculated everything, you can't count me Liang Hong now, but it's not me who I used to be, you humiliate me so much now, wait for me to pass the exam, let's talk about the Tao when the time comes.

Liang Hong thought so, and saw that his mother was going to argue with Liang Jin, so Liang Hong said: "Since they are disgusting, what if we don't go to worship the ancestors this time?" Mother, let's go back! ”

Xu was still very angry, knowing that he might not be able to participate in the ancestor worship today, so he was dragged home by his son.

And Liang Jin looked at this scene and sneered in his heart: "Do you think you just can't participate in the ancestor worship today?" In the future, you don't want to step into the clan, I will completely sweep you out of the clan.

When the time comes, without the protection of the clan, you Liang Hong, who looks like a loser, will be a beggar sooner or later! Scare!! ”

Liang Jin's family is very large, there is a courtyard specially built for the ancestral hall of the clan, at this time in the open space at the gate of this courtyard, there are more than a dozen people gathered at this time, several are old people, but the elders of the Liang clan, there are also a few young generations of people who have been admitted to the Tongsheng and Xiucai fame, Liang Jin is among them, he is the only one here who shows his talent and fame, and he is very proud of the spring breeze and the appearance of red light.

Liang Jin's father, that is, Liang Hong is going to be called the third grandfather, is an old man in his sixties, he looks very energetic, he also has a child's fame, he is talking to the clan elders and those who have meritorious names at this time, everyone gathers together, of course, the most is still the opportunity to show off, just listen to this third grandfather, his name is Liang Yuan, said:

"My son Liang Jin, yesterday also made a Mid-Autumn Festival song at home, it is like this, after I read it, I can't calm down for a long time, and the writing is really worthy of a praise from my Liang family's Qiliner!"

Liang Jin, who was standing next to him, naturally had a red face, and then he also interjected: "Don't look at me Zhongxiu is a little late, what about Liang Hong, who is early in Zhongxiu, alas, it is a shame for the Liang family to be in the crowd." Besides, Liang Hong has never heard that he can write poems and lyrics, I don't dare to say that this one is too good, but in Xinxiang County, I am still not afraid of insulting the reputation of my clan! ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he immediately recited the Mid-Autumn Festival poem on the spot, and after chanting, everyone really applauded. In fact, his poem is just decent, but it is not easy to write decent.

And at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, and then the housekeeper of Liang Yuan's family ran over from afar, and immediately said to Liang Yuan: "Congratulations, congratulations, our prefect and county magistrate are outside the gate, and they are coming to our house!" ”

At that moment, all the people present couldn't help but change their faces, and they all looked at Liang Yuan, thinking that Liang Yuan could invite the prefect and the county on the day of the Liang family's ancestor worship, which was really face-saving!

And Liang Yuan knows his own family affairs, how can he have such a great energy to invite the prefect and the county magistrate to come over? So he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Here, have the two adults said, why did you come to my Liang clan?" ”

The housekeeper immediately said: "It is said that it is because our family's Liang Hong and Young Master Hong wrote a good Mid-Autumn Festival poem, and the prefect also said that this word can definitely be passed down through the ages, they are here to see and meet Young Master Hong!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present immediately changed, and Liang Jin's face became quite ugly......