There was a small door in the hall of Li Chuyun's house covered with a curtain. The maid brought tea and water to retreat. She didn't walk through the main entrance of the hall, but lifted the curtain from the small door inside to retreat.
This maid is very well-behaved when she comes into the inner room and sees a beautiful lady wearing a collar skirt, she is very erect and very good at talking: The few people who just came, one of whom was a former friend named Luo and Alang (the male owner Li Chuyun), and he brought another general named Guo Shao.I heard that the man named Guo Shao was a general from Tokyo. He didn't listen to them, but I really didn't expect that he was a general, so young...
The little lady frowned slightly: A general also wants to come to fight poetry?
The maid smiled and said: Who knows, is it that the lady’s reputation has been passed to Tokyo?
What's so funny?The little lady scolded her.
The maid hurriedly stopped her smile and said: I forgot it for a moment. That Mr. Zhe brought so many people to make poems today, and he had no good intentions.
Just know.The young lady said, "My father didn't say he wanted to marry someone else's affairs." He was better than Wen, and he was shameless in taking care of other people's affairs."Rumors spread everywhere, saying that our Li family values scholars and Mr. Li wants to find a literary and elegant sn in law; and he also brought a group of people to come to the door to do some writing. Don’t I know what to sell in the gourd with the surname Zhe?My father didn't agree that anyone who wrote good poems today would like to love.
The maid approached and whispered: Last night, I was in my wife's room. I heard from Alang that if I could see someone who was still alright today, I would just use my plan and promise you that Madam, so that Mr. Zhe would not be able to keep thinking about it anymore.
Ah?The Li family’s little lady was shocked, why did you say it now?
You went to bed last night, but I forgot this morning... Alang was right.The maid said with apologetically, "Who is better to marry than to marry the young master."How can I see how he gets annoying?He was just talking about General Guo’s words outside, and his wife also heard it.
Li said coldly: I am obedient, I seem to fall in love with a general named Guo who just came from Tokyo. Why don’t you marry him by yourself!Go and ask him if he wants to marry you.
The maid shrank her head and said angrily: I am a slave, can I marry a general?If such a good thing really happens, then I am willing to be a cow and a horse in the next life... She didn't care that Li was unhappy and gave her a cold face. She said briskly, "Why don't you go to the front and take a look, hide behind the curtain, pick a corner and take a look at you quietly. I won't fool you. General Guo is really okay... Madam, we can't be too picky. Do you think literati is better or martial is better? There are all in the hall in front!
Li said coldly: These scholars all know that they recite poems, essays, dances, and ink, and I feel annoyed when I read it!Military men are not good people either. They fight for years and fight, but they are just fighting for power and profit, regardless of the lives and death of the people!As Li said this, he became a little discouraged again, only complaining about the bad world... Maybe my father was right, as long as he was not a traitor or a shameless villain, I would not contradict my father.
At this moment, a loud voice came from outside.Mr. Zhe said in his voice: The topic is not limited, and it is also limited to the form. As long as you express your thoughts on what you see and hear, you will do it.
Another man said in a voice: It's so good... Let me think about it for a moment.
The person who spoke just now should be General Guo, because he had said before. I am indeed a martial artist and I don’t know how to write poetry. Li’s narrative contact with the maid can probably guess.
After a while, General Guo's voice said again: Mr. Zuo, on the way to Guanzhong, after passing Tongguan, do you have no feelings?
The journey is exhausted and I really have no thoughts. What is the lord’s feelings about Tongguan?
General Guo said in his voice: During this trip to Guanzhong, I felt a little sigh. Otherwise, I would like to take the reminiscence of the past in Tongguan... Mr. Zhe, are we not limited to the genre today?
Mr. Zhe said: Poems, essays, long and short sentences are fine, without limitations.
That's OK.I've already had a sentence or two.General Guo pondered for a moment, then chanted loudly, the peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are everywhere, Tongguan Road...
Just now, the noisy atmosphere outside became quiet immediately because there were so many people that people couldn't feel that there were as many as dozens of people sitting together here.
The little lady in the inner room raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she was not careful, she praised: Good sentences, magnificent and concise, without any trace of carving, and not artificial. It is much better than hearing those soft and frivolous whining and piles of beautiful words before...
The maid next to her couldn't understand the quality of the poems and essays very well, but she could understand the unconcealed praises of the lady and immediately looked at her with a smile.
A moment later, Li discovered the maid's smile, immediately pulled down his face and stopped talking.
At this moment, I chanted loudly like sighing from outside: Looking at Xidu, I was hesitant.I am sad that the Qin and Han dynasties have been made of earth in the palaces...
Li couldn't help but be moved. Is he a military general, a young military general?
She couldn't help but get up, not caring about scolding the maid just now, so she ran straight to the door and opened the curtain to see.
At this moment, there was a loud cheer outside and people cheered.
But I saw a tall and tall young man wearing a long robe and a bull-headed man standing by the table, looking thoughtful.
At first glance, the young man was a martial artist, and his body and face were brave, but at this moment, he seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception and feelings of the sentence, and his eyes with a firm temperament showed a hint of melancholy, just like a poet who was worried about the country and the people.
Li's eyes gradually changed.
People were still cheering, but suddenly he brushed his sleeves and recited a sentence like a revelation: Prosperity is the suffering of the people; demise is the suffering of the people!
Everyone fell into silence for a long time. Mr. Zhe looked embarrassed and speechless for a while. He couldn't say anything.
It seemed as if a needle fell around could be heard. No one spoke or had the nerve to move. Only a gentle cough was also suppressed with patient depression.
At this time, Li accidentally touched a basin of incense ash beside the door, making a clanging sound, which was immediately very clear.
People outside heard the movement and looked sideways, and saw that the curtain was swaying slightly without wind, and no one was seen.
Li escaped with a blushing face. She felt that the house was not safe, and as if she was afraid of being seen, she went out through another door and walked into the yard.
The maid soon trotted and chased after him, panting and asked impatiently: Madam, is General Guo’s poem the best?
That is a long and short sentence, and there are one or two points of sounds that are a bit strange... If you write a song and get a name, you can still sing it.Mrs. Li said softly.
The maid refused to give in: I asked him if he had the best long and short sentences. If it was the best, Alang would have to make the decision...
spit!Li shouted in a sweet voice, "I don't know how embarrassed I am. Can I get such a thing outside to yell?
The maid turned her head and pretended to be sad: After listening to what the wife said, General Guo’s poems and essays should be the best, but what if the young master insisted that his lyrics were not good, how could he have a good life?Today’s incident was mentioned by Mr. Zhe. He presided over the poetry meeting, so he should naturally comment on the good or bad.
Li sneered: Mr. Zhe can be shameless, but he can't be so shameless!If he dares to say that General Guo’s long and short sentences are not good, he must find a comparison among those people.Just those famous scholars who are idle and flattering each other, I don’t believe that anyone can have such a mind, and what they write can be compared to one of the thousands of people in Tongguan’s past!
As Li expected, no one in the front hall dared to challenge Tongguan to miss the long and short sentence.
Many people have many praises. Mr. Zhe was very embarrassed. He neither said who was the best nor mentioned the selection. He quickly left the seat angrily.
Guo Shao hasn't understood what the poetry meeting is going on today, so how could he think of this? "Biwen's marriage is a couple?"He thought it was just that everyone was too busy to eat and was just gathering together to be artistic.
After all, no one told him about this.
If Guo Shao knew the details, he would probably understand why Mr. Zhe was so rude to a stranger today... He had no grievances and no grudges, and even a gangster was unwilling to make grudges with others without reason; but Mr. Zhe's resentment was not for no reason, but Chen Yaojin was indeed a killer in the middle of the way. He was worried that Mr. Zhe would ruin his good things from the beginning, but it turned out that he really ruined his good things!
Guo Shao stayed in Li's mansion and had another heart-to-heart talk with Li Chuyun under Luo Yanhuan's support... This is the important thing he came to Binzhou to win over talents.
Li Chuyun seemed to be doing better than Luo Yanhuan, but he seemed to be unsuccessful.
Such a person who is unsuccessful and may have talent is very cost-effective!
Because a capable person who has succeeded or has shown great talent, with Guo Shao's strength, he will not be the turn to win over.
As of the afternoon, Guo Shao and other talents said goodbye to Li Chuyun reluctantly.
Of course they were embarrassed to live in Li's Mansion, and Guo Shao had a place to settle in, the inn outside Binzhou... Of course, they would not leave the matter in half when they arrived in Binzhou, and Ruan Ming said: I'll dig your corner; Guo Shao's words were to visit relatives and friends, and passed by, so they stayed in the inn.
Luo Yanhuan and Guan Gong and Li Chuyun were old friends for many years and did not return to the inn until the evening.
Luo Yanhuan said nothing astonishingly when he saw Guo Shao: Mr. Li asked me to explore Guo Dujun’s family affairs, did he get married and have children?
Speaking of this, Jing Niang, who was sitting far away, suddenly looked at her side.
Guo Shao glared and said: What does he mean?
It's nothing... I just learned that... Luo Yanhuan said, today's poetry fight is intended to compete in the Li family to attract brides. Whoever talented poems and essays is good, the Li family's wife will give to... Obviously, the long and short sentences of Guo Duzhi were not as good as those on the spot.
Guo Shao was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Zuo You, as if saying: What you did.
Zuo You looked joking: Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, I have to write poems first in the imperial examination. I usually think that my lord has read a lot of books, and I guess that my lord can write at least a decent poem, at least it will not be too embarrassing.Unexpectedly, you were shocked by the crowd as soon as you made a move. Now even the little lady doesn’t let you go.
Guo Shao said: When did I say that those words were written by myself?
Luo Mengzi smiled and said: Brother Luo, isn’t it? The Li family’s little lady is famous for her. Now my brother is lucky!
This maid is very well-behaved when she comes into the inner room and sees a beautiful lady wearing a collar skirt, she is very erect and very good at talking: The few people who just came, one of whom was a former friend named Luo and Alang (the male owner Li Chuyun), and he brought another general named Guo Shao.I heard that the man named Guo Shao was a general from Tokyo. He didn't listen to them, but I really didn't expect that he was a general, so young...
The little lady frowned slightly: A general also wants to come to fight poetry?
The maid smiled and said: Who knows, is it that the lady’s reputation has been passed to Tokyo?
What's so funny?The little lady scolded her.
The maid hurriedly stopped her smile and said: I forgot it for a moment. That Mr. Zhe brought so many people to make poems today, and he had no good intentions.
Just know.The young lady said, "My father didn't say he wanted to marry someone else's affairs." He was better than Wen, and he was shameless in taking care of other people's affairs."Rumors spread everywhere, saying that our Li family values scholars and Mr. Li wants to find a literary and elegant sn in law; and he also brought a group of people to come to the door to do some writing. Don’t I know what to sell in the gourd with the surname Zhe?My father didn't agree that anyone who wrote good poems today would like to love.
The maid approached and whispered: Last night, I was in my wife's room. I heard from Alang that if I could see someone who was still alright today, I would just use my plan and promise you that Madam, so that Mr. Zhe would not be able to keep thinking about it anymore.
Ah?The Li family’s little lady was shocked, why did you say it now?
You went to bed last night, but I forgot this morning... Alang was right.The maid said with apologetically, "Who is better to marry than to marry the young master."How can I see how he gets annoying?He was just talking about General Guo’s words outside, and his wife also heard it.
Li said coldly: I am obedient, I seem to fall in love with a general named Guo who just came from Tokyo. Why don’t you marry him by yourself!Go and ask him if he wants to marry you.
The maid shrank her head and said angrily: I am a slave, can I marry a general?If such a good thing really happens, then I am willing to be a cow and a horse in the next life... She didn't care that Li was unhappy and gave her a cold face. She said briskly, "Why don't you go to the front and take a look, hide behind the curtain, pick a corner and take a look at you quietly. I won't fool you. General Guo is really okay... Madam, we can't be too picky. Do you think literati is better or martial is better? There are all in the hall in front!
Li said coldly: These scholars all know that they recite poems, essays, dances, and ink, and I feel annoyed when I read it!Military men are not good people either. They fight for years and fight, but they are just fighting for power and profit, regardless of the lives and death of the people!As Li said this, he became a little discouraged again, only complaining about the bad world... Maybe my father was right, as long as he was not a traitor or a shameless villain, I would not contradict my father.
At this moment, a loud voice came from outside.Mr. Zhe said in his voice: The topic is not limited, and it is also limited to the form. As long as you express your thoughts on what you see and hear, you will do it.
Another man said in a voice: It's so good... Let me think about it for a moment.
The person who spoke just now should be General Guo, because he had said before. I am indeed a martial artist and I don’t know how to write poetry. Li’s narrative contact with the maid can probably guess.
After a while, General Guo's voice said again: Mr. Zuo, on the way to Guanzhong, after passing Tongguan, do you have no feelings?
The journey is exhausted and I really have no thoughts. What is the lord’s feelings about Tongguan?
General Guo said in his voice: During this trip to Guanzhong, I felt a little sigh. Otherwise, I would like to take the reminiscence of the past in Tongguan... Mr. Zhe, are we not limited to the genre today?
Mr. Zhe said: Poems, essays, long and short sentences are fine, without limitations.
That's OK.I've already had a sentence or two.General Guo pondered for a moment, then chanted loudly, the peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are everywhere, Tongguan Road...
Just now, the noisy atmosphere outside became quiet immediately because there were so many people that people couldn't feel that there were as many as dozens of people sitting together here.
The little lady in the inner room raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she was not careful, she praised: Good sentences, magnificent and concise, without any trace of carving, and not artificial. It is much better than hearing those soft and frivolous whining and piles of beautiful words before...
The maid next to her couldn't understand the quality of the poems and essays very well, but she could understand the unconcealed praises of the lady and immediately looked at her with a smile.
A moment later, Li discovered the maid's smile, immediately pulled down his face and stopped talking.
At this moment, I chanted loudly like sighing from outside: Looking at Xidu, I was hesitant.I am sad that the Qin and Han dynasties have been made of earth in the palaces...
Li couldn't help but be moved. Is he a military general, a young military general?
She couldn't help but get up, not caring about scolding the maid just now, so she ran straight to the door and opened the curtain to see.
At this moment, there was a loud cheer outside and people cheered.
But I saw a tall and tall young man wearing a long robe and a bull-headed man standing by the table, looking thoughtful.
At first glance, the young man was a martial artist, and his body and face were brave, but at this moment, he seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception and feelings of the sentence, and his eyes with a firm temperament showed a hint of melancholy, just like a poet who was worried about the country and the people.
Li's eyes gradually changed.
People were still cheering, but suddenly he brushed his sleeves and recited a sentence like a revelation: Prosperity is the suffering of the people; demise is the suffering of the people!
Everyone fell into silence for a long time. Mr. Zhe looked embarrassed and speechless for a while. He couldn't say anything.
It seemed as if a needle fell around could be heard. No one spoke or had the nerve to move. Only a gentle cough was also suppressed with patient depression.
At this time, Li accidentally touched a basin of incense ash beside the door, making a clanging sound, which was immediately very clear.
People outside heard the movement and looked sideways, and saw that the curtain was swaying slightly without wind, and no one was seen.
Li escaped with a blushing face. She felt that the house was not safe, and as if she was afraid of being seen, she went out through another door and walked into the yard.
The maid soon trotted and chased after him, panting and asked impatiently: Madam, is General Guo’s poem the best?
That is a long and short sentence, and there are one or two points of sounds that are a bit strange... If you write a song and get a name, you can still sing it.Mrs. Li said softly.
The maid refused to give in: I asked him if he had the best long and short sentences. If it was the best, Alang would have to make the decision...
spit!Li shouted in a sweet voice, "I don't know how embarrassed I am. Can I get such a thing outside to yell?
The maid turned her head and pretended to be sad: After listening to what the wife said, General Guo’s poems and essays should be the best, but what if the young master insisted that his lyrics were not good, how could he have a good life?Today’s incident was mentioned by Mr. Zhe. He presided over the poetry meeting, so he should naturally comment on the good or bad.
Li sneered: Mr. Zhe can be shameless, but he can't be so shameless!If he dares to say that General Guo’s long and short sentences are not good, he must find a comparison among those people.Just those famous scholars who are idle and flattering each other, I don’t believe that anyone can have such a mind, and what they write can be compared to one of the thousands of people in Tongguan’s past!
As Li expected, no one in the front hall dared to challenge Tongguan to miss the long and short sentence.
Many people have many praises. Mr. Zhe was very embarrassed. He neither said who was the best nor mentioned the selection. He quickly left the seat angrily.
Guo Shao hasn't understood what the poetry meeting is going on today, so how could he think of this? "Biwen's marriage is a couple?"He thought it was just that everyone was too busy to eat and was just gathering together to be artistic.
After all, no one told him about this.
If Guo Shao knew the details, he would probably understand why Mr. Zhe was so rude to a stranger today... He had no grievances and no grudges, and even a gangster was unwilling to make grudges with others without reason; but Mr. Zhe's resentment was not for no reason, but Chen Yaojin was indeed a killer in the middle of the way. He was worried that Mr. Zhe would ruin his good things from the beginning, but it turned out that he really ruined his good things!
Guo Shao stayed in Li's mansion and had another heart-to-heart talk with Li Chuyun under Luo Yanhuan's support... This is the important thing he came to Binzhou to win over talents.
Li Chuyun seemed to be doing better than Luo Yanhuan, but he seemed to be unsuccessful.
Such a person who is unsuccessful and may have talent is very cost-effective!
Because a capable person who has succeeded or has shown great talent, with Guo Shao's strength, he will not be the turn to win over.
As of the afternoon, Guo Shao and other talents said goodbye to Li Chuyun reluctantly.
Of course they were embarrassed to live in Li's Mansion, and Guo Shao had a place to settle in, the inn outside Binzhou... Of course, they would not leave the matter in half when they arrived in Binzhou, and Ruan Ming said: I'll dig your corner; Guo Shao's words were to visit relatives and friends, and passed by, so they stayed in the inn.
Luo Yanhuan and Guan Gong and Li Chuyun were old friends for many years and did not return to the inn until the evening.
Luo Yanhuan said nothing astonishingly when he saw Guo Shao: Mr. Li asked me to explore Guo Dujun’s family affairs, did he get married and have children?
Speaking of this, Jing Niang, who was sitting far away, suddenly looked at her side.
Guo Shao glared and said: What does he mean?
It's nothing... I just learned that... Luo Yanhuan said, today's poetry fight is intended to compete in the Li family to attract brides. Whoever talented poems and essays is good, the Li family's wife will give to... Obviously, the long and short sentences of Guo Duzhi were not as good as those on the spot.
Guo Shao was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Zuo You, as if saying: What you did.
Zuo You looked joking: Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, I have to write poems first in the imperial examination. I usually think that my lord has read a lot of books, and I guess that my lord can write at least a decent poem, at least it will not be too embarrassing.Unexpectedly, you were shocked by the crowd as soon as you made a move. Now even the little lady doesn’t let you go.
Guo Shao said: When did I say that those words were written by myself?
Luo Mengzi smiled and said: Brother Luo, isn’t it? The Li family’s little lady is famous for her. Now my brother is lucky!
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