Chapter 34 Du Shaoling
"What did I say just now? Did it look very cultured?"
After walking out of the Wei family courtyard, Guo Pixiu suddenly looked at the entourage beside him and asked.
"Young Master is already very educated."
"Stop flattering and tell the truth."
"He is indeed very educated."
"That's good." Guo Pixiu smiled and nodded.
Before he came, he asked Zhang Xingye in detail and learned that Wei Yi was originally a child, a real intellectual.
So he thought that when he spoke in front of others, he couldn't seem too uneducated.
Lest others dislike you and be unwilling to be friends with you.
Fortunately, on weekdays, I often hang out with those rich guys who have no culture but pretend to be cultured. Bah, it’s communication.
I can also say some words by Wen Zou Zou.
"By the way, from now on, you don't need to engage in such ostentation in front of Wei Yi. He is a noble scholar and hates this kind of thing. Haven't you heard people say that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water?" "I understand, young master,
Apple Peel. It's peeled." One of the attendants held up a peeled apple.
Guo Pixiu took it over, took a bite, and then continued: "Later, send someone to tell Master Wu that there is no need to charge money for the Wei family's nursing work in the future, and ask him to send ten or eight more people over later. , protect the Wei family for me."
"I understand, little one."
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In the evening, in the palace of Prince Jing'an.
Zhao Jinsi, who had returned from participating in the Zhushan Bureau's elegant gathering, stood in front of the bookcase, quietly looking at the paper laid out on it, and
carefully reading the poems on it, as if she had a deeper feeling.
But it also made her love these poems even more.
She brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
I copied those poems again, framed them, and hung them in my study.
"It would be great if I could get this poet's pen and ink and write it myself!" Zhao Jin thought to himself.
She liked the original handwriting on the paper very much.
In comparison, my own writing skills are much more immature.
And it seems that only his words can complement the artistic conception of the poem, integrating form and spirit.
However, Qingzhou City is so big that it is not easy to find this poet.
Otherwise, she really wanted to meet the author of this poem with her own eyes,
to understand what kind of person he was, to hear his story,
and perhaps chat with him about ancient and modern times, recite poems, and exchange experiences with him.
I also want to ask him for the second half of "Come Into the Wine".
"How can we find him?" Zhao Jinsi thought.
After all, I can't just post other people's poems and look for their creator.
That's really rude.
"By the way, I can try to find the owner of this purse first." Zhao Jinsi's eyes 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 folded the papers again and put them back in her purse.
Then he stood in front of the poems he had copied and continued to appreciate their charm.
In fact, there were some words and content in these poems that she could not fully interpret.
But it does not affect the artistic conception and perception of the entire poem.
It's a pity that every time I read "About to Enter the Wine", I feel a little bit regretful that the meaning is still unfinished.
"Princess, Master Du is here." The maid's voice announced outside the door.
"Invite me soon!" Zhao Jinsi said hurriedly.
At this moment, an old man with white beard and hair walked in.
Although this old man looks old, his eyes are strong and he has a refined air.
His name is Du Shaoling, also known as Shiyi. He was a famous scholar in the Yan Dynasty. He once served as the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and was later demoted to a small county.
It was because he was disappointed with the political situation in the court that he chose to resign and return to his hometown.
Later, he was hired by King Jing'an to serve as the mountain director of Qingfeng Academy, in charge of all affairs of the academy.
Qingfeng Academy is the largest academy in Qingzhou Prefecture.
It is an academic research and educational institution funded by the Jing'an Prince's Palace.
The Zhao family is a martial arts family with a long heritage, and the Jiangmen family has existed since the previous dynasty.
There are many warriors in his family, but few are well versed in poetry and literature.
Qingzhou Prefecture was originally a place with strong folk customs, a place that valued martial arts over literature, and had few literati.
But the current King Jing'an has liked to study literature and read poetry and books since he was a child.
But he suffered from the fact that he was surrounded by warriors, it was difficult to find close friends, and there was no one to communicate with.
Therefore, after he inherited the title of king, he vigorously promoted the literary style and even founded Qingfeng Academy.
It was also him who made the cultural trend in Qingzhou City begin to flourish, with literati and poets springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain.
Many people have also begun to pay attention to reading and learning.
Even those who practice martial arts like to recite poems, poems and songs.
Zhao Jinsi inherited his father's love for literature.
"Princess, I went to Zhushan Bureau today to attend the gathering. Do you have any thoughts that you would like to share with me?" Du Shaoling asked with a smile after walking into the study.
"Teacher, I didn't have much experience at the Yaji today, but I was lucky enough to see a few masterpieces, which greatly touched and shocked the students." Zhao Jinsi bowed.
Hearing Zhao Jinsi's words, Du Shaoling was a little curious, with interest in his eyes.
It should be no different if it can be called a masterpiece by Zhao Jinsi.
"Teacher, please come this way!"
Zhao Jinsi invited Du Shaoling aside, in front of the wall covered with calligraphy and paintings.
"These poems are the amazing works that students are lucky enough to see today!" Zhao Jinsi said, pointing to the words on the wall.
Du Shaoling looked intently, and his eyes first fell on the seven-character quatrain without a title.
But when he saw the sentence "When you are drunk, you don't know the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, overwhelming the stars", a pair of old eyes suddenly burst out with surprise.
However, he was not in a hurry to evaluate it, but couldn't wait to look at another one immediately.
The surprise on his face turned into exclamation.
That gaze became brighter and brighter, even a little hot.
In the end, the whole person seemed to be completely immersed in the poem.
The expression on his face is sometimes solemn, sometimes soothing, sometimes smiling, sometimes excited, sometimes emotional, sometimes amazed.
The whole person's emotions seem to be completely driven by the artistic conception and emotions in the poems.
Following the content of the poem, I cried and laughed together.
Let’s raise our glasses and sing together, and laugh arrogantly together.
Seeing these poems, he had a strong emotional resonance in his heart, as if they were his own voice.
Many of the thoughts and emotions coincide with the poems I have written.
But compared with it, his poems always seem a little restrained, too heavy and pessimistic.
Not as majestic and uninhibited as he is, nor as elegant, optimistic and confident as he is.
The kind that even if the situation is difficult and the future is uncertain.
He still has the courage and state of mind to smile bravely, which he has never had before in his life.
But it is also what he desires and yearns for.
Especially the sentence "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent", which made him very excited and praised him.
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(End of chapter)