"What did I say about that? Doesn't it seem very cultured. ”

After walking out of the Wei family's courtyard, Guo Pixiu suddenly looked at the entourage beside him and asked.

"Childe is already very cultured."

"Less sycophants, to be honest."

"It's really very literate."

"That's good." Guo Pixiu smiled and nodded.

Before he came, he had inquired about Zhang Xingye in detail and learned that Wei Yi was originally a child, a real cultural person.

So he thought that he couldn't seem too uneducated when he spoke in front of others.

lest others dislike themselves and do not want to be friends with them.

Fortunately, on weekdays, I often communicate with the group of rich boys who have no culture, but pretend to be cultured.

I can also say some words of Wen Zou Zou.

"By the way, in front of Wei Yi in the future, you don't have to engage in those pomp, people are Qing high scholars, and they hate this kind of thing the most, haven't you heard that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water?"

"The little one knows, by the way, young master, the apple skin is peeled." An attendant holds up a peeled apple.

Guo Pixiu took it, took a bite, and then continued: "Later, you send someone to tell the Wu Pavilion Master, in the future, you don't have to charge money for the Wei family's nursing home, let him go back and send ten more or eight people over to protect the Wei family for me." ”

"The little one knows."

……

In the evening, in the palace of Jing'an.

Zhao Jinsi, who came back from participating in the Zhushan Bureau's elegant gathering, stood in front of the bookcase, quietly looking at the paper on it,

Reading the poems on them carefully, it seems that I have a deeper feeling.

But it also made her love these poems even more.

She brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

He re-copied the poems, framed them, and hung them in his study.

"It would be great if I could get the pen and ink of this poet and write it myself!" Zhao Jin said in his heart.

She loved the original handwriting on the paper.

In comparison, his penmanship is much more immature.

And it seems that only his words can complement the artistic conception of the poem, and the form and spirit are one.

However, Qingzhou City is so big, but it is not easy to find this poet.

Otherwise, she really wants to see the author of this poem with her own eyes,

Want to know what kind of person he is, listen to his story,

Maybe you can talk and laugh with him, recite poems, and exchange experiences.

I also want to ask him for the second half of "Will Enter the Wine".

"How the hell are we going to find him?" Zhao Jinsi thought to herself.

After all, I can't post other people's poems and look for his creator.

That's rude.

"By the way, I can try to find the owner of this purse first." Zhao Jinsi's gaze suddenly fell on the purse.

Perhaps the owner of this purse is a relative of the author of this poem, and if you find her, you can find the creator.

"I can ask the yamen to post a lost and found notice, and maybe I can find the owner of this purse." Thinking of this, Zhao Jinsi made up his mind and arranged for someone to go to the yamen tomorrow.

Zhao Jinsi refolded the papers and put them back in her purse.

Then stand in front of the poems you copied and continue to appreciate the charm.

In fact, there are some words and content in these poems, and she can't fully interpret them.

But it does not affect the mood and perception of the whole poem.

It's a pity that every time I read "Will Enter the Wine", I have a slight sense of regret.

"County Lord, Du Fuzi is here." Outside the door, the voice of the maidservant came to announce.

"Please!" Zhao Jin said hurriedly.

At that moment, an old man with a gray beard walked in.

Although this old man looks old, his eyes are sharp and elegant.

His name is Du Shaoling, and the words are forgotten.

He was a famous scholar of the Great Yan Dynasty, who served as a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, and was later demoted to a small county town.

was even more disappointed with the political situation in the court, and chose to resign and return to his hometown.

Later, he was hired by King Jing'an as the head of Qingfeng Academy, in charge of all affairs of the academy.

This Qingfeng Academy is the largest academy in Qingzhou Prefecture.

It is an academic research and educational institution built at the expense of the Jing'an Palace.

The Zhao family is a martial arts family with a long heritage, the Jiangmen family, which existed as early as the previous dynasty.

There are many martial artists in his family, but there are very few people who read poetry and books.

And Qingzhou Mansion was originally a place where the people were fierce, emphasizing military force and ignoring literature, and there were few literati and writers.

But the current King of Jing'an has liked to study literature and read poetry since he was a child.

But he is surrounded by martial artists, it is difficult to find bosom friends, and there is no one to communicate with.

Therefore, after he inherited the throne of the king, he vigorously promoted the style of literature, and even founded Qingfeng Academy.

It was he who made the cultural wind of Qingzhou City begin to prevail, and literati and artists sprung up.

Many people have also begun to pay attention to reading and learning.

Even people who practice martial arts have a lot of people who like to chant poems and poems.

And Zhao Jinsi inherited his father's love for literature.

"County Lord, I went to the Zhushan Bureau to participate in the Yaji today, but do you have any experience that you want to communicate with the old man?" After Du Shaoling walked into the study, he asked with a smile.

"Teacher, I don't have any experience in Yaji today, but I was lucky to see a few masterpieces, which made the students greatly touched and shocked." Zhao Jin thought about it.

Hearing Zhao Jinsi's words, Du Shaoling was a little curious, and a look of interest appeared in his eyes.

can be called a masterpiece by Zhao Jinsi, and it should not be bad.

"Teacher, please come here!"

Zhao Jinsi invited Du Shaoling to the side, in front of the wall full of calligraphy and paintings.

"These poems are the amazing works that students are fortunate to see today!" Zhao Jinsi pointed to a few words on the wall and said.

Du Shaoling looked intently, and his eyes fell on the seven-character quatrain without a title.

But when he saw the sentence "I don't know that the sky is in the water when I am drunk, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy", a pair of old eyes suddenly burst out with a light of surprise.

However, he didn't rush to evaluate, but couldn't wait to immediately look at another song.

The surprise on his face turned to amazement.

The gaze was getting brighter and brighter, and even a little hot.

In the end, the whole person seemed to be completely immersed in the verse.

The expression on his face is sometimes solemn, sometimes soothing, sometimes smiling, sometimes excited, sometimes emotional, sometimes amazed.

The emotions of the whole person seem to be completely driven by the artistic conception and emotions in the poems.

Follow the content of the poem, cry and laugh together.

Raise a glass and sing together, laugh together.

Seeing these poems, he has a strong emotional resonance in his heart, as if that is his own heart.

Many of these thoughts and emotions coincide with the poems I have written.

But compared to it, his poems have always seemed a little constrained, too heavy and pessimistic.

is not as majestic and uninhibited as him, nor is it as elegant and chic, optimistic and confident as him.

The kind of thing that even if the situation is difficult, the future is uncertain.

is still brave and laughs at the right courage and realm, which he has never had until now.

But it is also what he longs for and yearns for.

Especially the sentence "I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone", which simply made him very excited, and he was amazed.

……