"Girl."

Cai Wenji's maidservant came to the door with a tray and whispered, "The food has been delivered." ”

The door was opened, and Cai Wenji came out to take the tray and was about to turn around and close the door.

"Girl."

The maidservant took a step forward, lowered her voice and said, "The maidservant has a lot of food every time these days, and there are already people gossiping on the other side of the kitchen. ”

Cai Wenji naturally witnessed Li Yunze's extraordinary amount of food, but she couldn't say anything about it.

can only tell the maidservant, "If anyone talks about this, let him come to me." ”

"Whoa."

"That's right." Cai Wenji asked out loud, "What did you inquire about, did you have a fall?" ”

"The maid has asked the groom." The maidservant hurriedly responded, "The groom said that the tenth day of the first month of next month is the day of the Great Dynasty Meeting, and Dong Xiangguo may go." ”

"Well, there you go."

Cai Yan, who was carrying a tray full of food, closed the door and returned to the back room, and put the tray on the table, "Da Lang, it's time to eat." ”

Li Yunze, who was lying on Cai Yan's boudoir bed in the name of recuperating from his injuries, turned over with a sigh of relief, stepped on his shoes and walked over, "Thank you." ”

"Da Lang eliminates harm for the people, and it is a blessing for a little woman to be able to talk about Da Lang."

Cai Yan smiled and said Yan Yan's dishes for him, "I heard that Dong Zhuo will go to the court meeting on the tenth day of the next month"

"Okay."

Li Yunze nodded, "This is a good opportunity, and I won't miss it." ”

"What a generous husband!"

Young Cai Yan's beautiful eyes were full of admiration.

Because of her family education, Cai Yan has liked to read since she was a child, has a high level of literature, and has a very intuitive view of right and wrong.

Dong Zhuo killed the emperor, killed the queen mother, set up a puppet, and controlled the government is a typical thief.

And Li Yunze dared to take the risk to assassinate Dong Zhuo, there is no doubt that he is the most typical positive hero, a strong man, and a hero!

In these stormy days, when you meet such a hero, how can you not admire and admire him, and do something for him.

Especially when Li Yunze gets along with each other during these days, not only is he very polite and has not crossed the slightest, but also his speech and demeanor, aura and demeanor are all impressed by Cai Yan.

After his literary cultivation, his understanding and mastery of music and rhythm simply made Cai Yan feel excited to meet his soulmate.

For Cai Yan's thoughts, Li Yunze understands it very well.

In the words of the modern world, this is a young woman of literature.

Female Wenqing or something, as long as the taste is right, it really is. Ahem.

This girl will not see through the world until she is captured by the Huns to do that, and after living for many years and giving birth to children, she will see through the world and write the desolate "Poems of Grief and Indignation" and "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji".

Can you not be sad and angry, she was robbed by robbers to be the wife of the village, and she gave birth to a child.

Men are useless, and women can do nothing but grief and anger.

"Wen Ji." Li Yunze said while being in the wind, "I heard that you are going to get married? ”

Cai Yan's expression darkened, and then he forced a smile, "It's a famous family in Hedong, the order of my parents." ”

Hedong famous family or something, Li Yunze understands it very well.

The descendants of the famous Wei Qing.

It's just that Wei Qing is a hero, but his descendants are not as good as the generation.

In this generation, it has become a waste material that can read and vomit blood.

Li Yunze didn't say anything more, but chatted with Cai Yan about Feng Qiuhuang and Zhuo Wenjun.

As a talented woman, Cai Yan naturally admires Zhuo Wenjun.

and criticized Sima Xiangru, believing that he had lived up to Zhuo Wenjun's affection.

"Where did the affection come from." Li Yunze was amused, "It's just that I can't let go of the sinking cost." ”

To say that Zhuo Wenjun is crazy in love with Sima Xiangru, and he never gives up and is a peerless son or something, Li Yunze will not believe it anyway.

What else does Sima Xiangru have besides talent?

What do you want to be a soft rice man?

The reason why Zhuo Wenjun is unwilling to give up is nothing more than that he paid too much when he was young, and even did not hesitate to damage his family's reputation and sell wine.

After paying so much, once it is abandoned, it will be all in vain, and it will become the laughing stock of the world from now on.

However, Cai Yan, who is a young woman in literature and art, refutes it, thinking that Zhuo Wenjun is an affectionate woman.

Li Yunze didn't care, and directly changed the conversation, "That's right, so Sima Xiangru is a scumbag!" ”

Cai Yan was puzzled, "What is a scumbag?" ”

This question asked Li Yunze, you must know that as a righteous gentleman, he really doesn't know about the creature of scumbags.

"Sima Xiangru plays with Zhuo Wenjun's feelings, like scum like a pig in the water."

Immediately, Li Yunze asked softly, "Have you ever heard the poem of the complaining man?" I heard that it was written by Zhuo Wenjun. ”

The reason why I ask this is because there is a huge controversy about whether the poem was written by Zhuo Wenjun.

Because of the word boring, it is considered to be the first time in the "Poem of Grief and Indignation" written by Cai Yan, the sister in front of him.

What's more, Zhuo Wenjun lived in the era of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, when Buddhism had not yet been introduced to Middle-earth, and the concept of the afterlife in the poem was too far-fetched.

The most important point is that the style of this poem is different from that of the Han Dynasty, and it is obviously a Yuanqu style that modern people can appreciate and understand.

The style of the Han Dynasty is the classical Chinese style that Sima Xiangru wrote "Changmen Fu" and "Shanglin Fu", and the rhetoric is gorgeous.

Classical literature looks like a headache, how can there be such a catchy taste.

Sure enough, Cai Yan frowned, and her pretty face was full of doubts, "Resentful Lang Shi? The little girl had read many of Zhuo Wenjun's works, but she had never heard of them. ”

Hearing this, Li Yunze immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Cai Yan hasn't heard of it, then he can pretend to beep.

After all, literary young women, they are the most effective to use their literary and artistic talents to make holes.

The use of poems to pretend to beep also depends on the background of the times.

After all, the span of different eras is huge, and if you take out something hundreds or thousands of years later, it is very likely that people don't understand it at all, or even think that you are uneducated.

The simplest example is that modern people have traveled to ancient times and sang to ancient girls.

The biggest possibility of the ancient girl is that she thinks you are a sand sculpture, whether it is rhyme or word meaning, it is a mess.

If the girl cheers and says, it's really nice, you are a great talent.

Either the girl is also crossing, or she is also a sand sculpture.

"Dalang."

Cai Yan, who was successfully aroused by her curiosity, immediately smiled and asked, "Can you tell the little woman about this complaining poem?" ”

Li Yunze has rich experience, of course, he will not be a sand sculpture.

He first buried the pit and said, don't trap yourself in" This work is different from the text, not emphasizing the rhyme, only emphasizing the meaning of the words. It's all for fun, and I ask Wen Ji for some advice. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Cai Yan, who didn't dare to say that he was so ridiculous that he narrowed his eyes, sat up straight and waited expectantly.

It is said that after Sima Xiangru developed, he wanted to climb the high branch to marry the daughter of a high-ranking official, so he wrote a letter to Zhuo Wenjun, hoping that Zhuo Wenjun could take the initiative to mention and leave, and don't delay his good deeds. In this way, it will not damage his reputation. ”

Hearing this, Cai Yan thought for a while and said, "The little woman has seen this in the book, but she has never heard of the "Book of Two Places", only that Sima Xiangru wants to climb high branches with him, and Zhuo Wenjun responded with "Baitou Yin". ”

"I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated." Li Yunze clapped his hands and clapped his hands, admiring, "Zhuo Wenjun is worthy of being a talented woman, this song "Baitou Yin" only needs this sentence, which is enough to be passed down through the ages. ”

Cai Yan nodded again and again, and then asked, "How was Sima Xiangru's "Book of Two Places" written?" ”

"One two three four five six seven eight hundred nine hundred thousand, one hundred thousand hundred and nineteen eight seven six five four three two one."

If you change to another girl, maybe you are confused.

It's just that Cai Yan is one of the four talented women, and she quickly figured it out, "It means that we have started from the beginning to the present, and at this time, it is already the time to return to the beginning from now, that is, to reconcile." is worthy of being a great talent, this artistic conception is really nothing

Said. It's just that the character is too bad, scumbag. ”

It's a pretty fast learner.

Li Yunze nodded, reminiscing in his heart.

I crisscrossed the heavens and worlds, and among the many girls I met, perhaps only Sister Lin could have such a quick thinking.

"Presumably Zhuo Wenjun responded with "Resentment Poem".

Cai Yan, whose big eyes flickered and flickered brighter and brighter, couldn't wait to pull the stool close to Li Yunze, "Come and listen." ”

Li Yunze took a light breath, "After a farewell, the two places hang each other, only saying that it is March and April, and who knows that it is five or six years." The lyre is played without intention, the eight-line book is not transmitted, the nine rings are broken from it, and the ten-mile long pavilion wants to be pierced. Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, all kinds of helplessness to resent.

”

"Good!"

Cai Yan, who was short of breath, couldn't help but shout, "The numbers of Sima Xiangru are embedded in the poems, but they can express the artistic conception so well, it's really good." ”

The young literary woman listened to the literary work she liked, and her emotions rose directly.

Cai Yan reached out to hold Li Yunze's hand, and his eyes continued to shine, "What about the second half?" The second half is bound to go from 10,000 to 1. ”

What is called seeing the hunting heart, this is it.

Holding Cai Yan's smooth little hand, Li Yunze continued to put Beeger up, "I can't finish a thousand words, I'm bored, and I rely on the railing." Chongjiu ascends to see the lonely goose, and the moon is full in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August. In the middle of July, I burned incense and asked the sky with candles, and in June, everyone shook my fan

Chilling. In May, the pomegranate is red like fire, and it encounters gusts of cold rain to water the flowers. In April, the loquat is not yellow, and I want to be upset in the mirror. Suddenly, the peach blossoms in March turn with the water. Drifting, the kite string broke in February. Oh, Lang Ya Lang, I wish I would be a man for the next life, you will be a woman and I will be a man. ”

After finishing the second half, Li Yunze looked at Cai Yan with a smile.

And Cai Yan was sitting there stunned.

After a long time, he lightly opened his lips and let out a sigh.

"Although the sound of this work does not rhyme, it is slightly vernacular, but the artistic conception of the words is excellent."

Cai Yan, who looked a little strange, shook his head lightly and sighed, "The beauty of words. Alas. ”

As an important carrier of Chinese civilization, the writing is indeed extremely beautiful.

It's just that Cai Yan's state at this time was a little unexpected by Li Yunze.

It shouldn't be, how could it be this kind of reaction.

Cai Yan's reaction was actually quite normal, because she brought herself into the role of Zhuo Wenjun.

As soon as he thought that he might meet a scumbag like Sima Xiangru, he felt very sad and hesitant.

For the girls of this era, marrying someone is the most important thing in their lives.

Cai Yan, who is only sixteen years old, is really in a complicated mood at this time.

"Don't think about it so much."

Li Yunze patted her hand, "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, no matter what kind of thing there is, there will be a solution." ”

"If you're in a bad mood, why don't you have a drink? A drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows? ”

"Hmm."

Cai Yan smiled and picked up the wine jug on the table, "Da Lang, you and I will drink together." ”

(End of chapter)