It was already afternoon when Lin Chao arrived at Xunyang Tower.

I saw the vermilion table next to the door of the restaurant, and the two white pink cards on the pillar, each with five big characters.

"There is no wine in the world, and there are famous buildings in the world. ”

Everyone hugged him upstairs, and then he was alone at the table, saying that he had an understanding.

The others didn't bother and ordered additional drinks and food.

Lin Chao sat alone and drank, and after a while, he suddenly said that the poem was flourishing, and he wanted to improvise a poem.

Of course, the store was prepared, and everyone hurriedly borrowed pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Lin Chao couldn't write with a brush.

Looking left and right, only Huang Wenbing's words are the most photogenic, and Huang Wenbing is the handwriting.

Upstairs in Xunyang, Jiangzhou, Lin Chao held a wine jug in one hand and recited loudly.

Peach blossom nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, peach blossom fairy under Peach Blossom Nunnery. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers. Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, the flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse. The dust of the car and the horse are full of obvious things, and the wine cup flower branch hermit fate.

If the manifest is compared to a hermit, one on the plain earth and one in the heavens. If the flowers and wine are compared to the carriages and horses, why should they be idle and I will be idle.

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields.

A song "Drunk Xunyang Building, Singing Peach Blossom Temple" was released, Lin shook his head and laughed wildly, as if he was drunk.

Lu Fang was puzzled and said, "Where did the peach blossoms come from, on the other side of the river?"

Luan Tingyu looked at Lin Chao, who looked like a madman, and said: "It is probably seen in a drunken dream of a real person, and it is said that the fledgling real person was to exterminate Peach Blossom Mountain, and he may have an understanding." ”

Huang Wenbing was shocked and full of praise.

"The level is clear, the language is shallow, and the maneuvers are euphemistic, which is really catchy. I can't imagine that if a real person doesn't show up, he will be a blockbuster. ”

The others also looked at the poems posted on the wall, and they couldn't tell what was great, but they were very good.

Hu Sanniang asked: "Did the real person become a poet?"

Huang Wenbing said with a smile: "Not only is it a poet, in my opinion, this one alone is enough to be passed down through the ages." ”

He read it a few more times and was even more impressed.

This poem cannot be recited by those who have attained the Tao. ”

Huang Wenbing wrote the inscription, pondered it again and again, and added a very arrogant sentence to it.

After this poem, there was no more poetry in the Great Song Dynasty. ”

These words made the others stunned, and Hu Sanniang said: "Huang Tongju, you don't want to make trouble for real people." ”

Huang Wenbing said: "Since ancient times, there has been no first, and the poet Li Bai was so bold in the past, and it was a good story for the noble lady to grind Molux and take off her boots. You don't have to worry, there are literati in this world every day who say that they are the first. ”

Hu Sanniang is still not at ease, this is too big.

At least to her ears, today's officials are famous poets, will they be guilty.

She went to Lin Chao, who was shaking her head, and said about the inscription, Lin Chao laughed and said that it was okay.

......

Xunyang Tower is a place that Jiangzhou literati like to go, can see the river view, and is the title of Su Dongpo.

Many people want to be famous, so they come here to write poems.

The good can't say no, the bad is definitely nine out of nine, and after a long time, the walls are full of verses.

Some people can't read what they write, or their handwriting is ugly and embarrassing.

The store is not in a hurry, tearing off the paper and replacing it with a new one, and then attracting literati to drink and inscribe poems, which is a means to increase customer flow.

Yesterday, someone left a long poem, and of course the shopkeeper recognized Huang Wenbing, and he also knew that he had a good hand.

It's just that the person who recites the poem doesn't know it, and it seems that he has a higher status than Huang Wenbing.

Before leaving, Huang Wenbing gave fifty taels of silver, saying that it was a good poem and told him to keep it and not tear it up.

After the shopkeeper finished reading, he thought it was not bad, it was very smooth, and he almost sang it.

I just feel that it's too far away from the first Song Dynasty, and I don't have the feeling of being gorgeous and delicate at all, and I'm not heroic, but the first is a good gimmick.

A group of literati came up and laughed and said that they would see if there was any inspiration today, and if they could write famous works for the ages.

The shopkeeper quietly explained, and the guy greeted him with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, yesterday someone wrote a long poem known as the first in the Great Song Dynasty. ”

This caused a sensation, and even passers-by outside ran in to see what was going on, and the guy took the opportunity to sell alcohol.

Someone saw the word first and said, "Let's not talk about the poem, this word is good, and it is very powerful." ”

Someone looked at the length and said: "This is also falsely claiming to be the first, he thinks he is Li Taibai Bai Lotte." ”

"Drunk Xunyang Building, singing Peach Blossom Nunnery, I'm afraid it's a nursery rhyme. ”

Someone read the first four sentences, and a bunch of people started to laugh.

"This can be called poetry, where is the beginning and end, where is the comparison, and the words are messy. ”

"Exactly, four peach blossoms appear in four sentences, bullshit. ”

"It's not even as good as nursery rhymes, my family just sings them smoothly. ”

"Hahaha, that's exactly what I said, keep reading. ”

After listening to it once, someone laughed.

Sure enough, it was done by a madman, and everyone laughed at him, and he was not ashamed, but proud. ”

Someone was meditating, following silently.

Someone became angry, "This kind of slip of the tongue dares to be called the first, smeared it!"

The shopkeeper ran slower, and someone was already drawing blindly on it with a brush, smearing the original poem beyond recognition.

He thought to himself that he had received fifty taels of silver from Huang Wenbing, which was good, how to explain it, and he had a headache for a while.

Huang Wenbing is not a good talker, and he is notoriously tricky and mean.

Someone suddenly exclaimed, "There's a payment down there, and it's still an official." ”

At that time, when Huang Wenbing wrote it, he didn't expect the poem to be so long and there was not enough space, so he wrote it small, and it was not noticed for a while.

"What kind of people are so bold!"

"Even if you are an official, you can't insult poetry like this. ”

"Don't paint it yet, see it clearly. ”

Someone took a stool and went over to carefully identify it, and read: "The alchemist of the Great Song Dynasty, the school member of the Condensing Temple, the court invited Lang to guard the Daolu Taixu Lang, specially awarded the commander of the soldiers and horses, the old nine gates walk in the world, and the forest is chaotic." ”

After this series of titles, everyone looked at each other, some did not know.

What kind of national alchemist, what old nine doors walk in the world, plus the name of Lin Chao is also.

But the official position still knows that the court of the seven products is invited to Lang, and there is a Taoist rank.

Another person said: "There is also below, Lin Zhenren is drunk and singing, and Jiangzhou Huang Wenbing is the handwriter in the spring of the second year of Xuanhe." ”

"It's the wasp sting of the Wuwei Army, this Lin Chao must be his superior, you wait for the mess, be careful to eat turtles." ”

"What is the matter of reading people? ”

Having said that, a few people who had just been scribbling with a brush came down.

After seeing the origin, these people were a little quieter.

Someone said: "Xiaosheng thinks this poem is okay, and the catchy artistic conception is relieved." ”

"Didn't you see an official change of position, it's really a wall. ”

"No, no, no, Xiaosheng is a matter of facts. ”

The shopkeeper hurried over and begged any of them to imitate Huang Wenbing's handwriting, quickly write it on a piece of paper, and paste it back up.

It's okay to say this in private, and someone will definitely do it with some money.

But in front of so many people, the literati expressed their disdain.

In any case, this poem should not be the first. ”

"Yes, I might as well write a few and compare them to each other. ”

This poem by Xunyang Lou is very simple, someone has already written it down, and after repeated recitation, it is not clear.

(End of chapter)