Jing Lingyu poked him with chopsticks and said, "Look, look, look, everything is fresh, there is nothing here, you have to stretch your neck and look at someone else's eyes,"

Chang Sihao said "Oh" and knew that he was not in a state of disrespect. When he looked back, there were indeed words on the surrounding walls, and there were also on the wall next to the ladder. When he looked closely, he read: "Face the west Listen to the east, look at the skyscrapers' ice in the sky, and the passionate life is over, and the fishing light walks at the ferry raft,"

He didn't know much about poetry and prose, but he just felt that it was easy to read and could not see anything good. Looking down, what else was there: "The beauty under the lamp is so beautiful, the autumn scenery of the peach garden is so bleak, who knows that he has a heart-to-heart connection. Lock, it is hard to resist the knife of firewood and rice”, what is “Since ancient times, lovesickness is the most intoxicating, the world has fallen into joy, and the world has been unwilling to give up and finally fulfilled its wish, and great foolishness is also a master of wisdom”, etc., it seems that they are all scholars, and the relationship between literati has been set. Leave in this ink, love and love, no matter how much you look at it, look at the north wall, the writing is basically the same, there are two or three poems, which look like praising people, and cursing people, as if they are carrying each other The meaning of fighting for victory is to fight for a pen.

The more he looked, the more angry he felt, thinking: "These handwriting is not too old. The border is full of people, and people die every day, but there are people in the capital who are very idle. I write these shit," he lowered his head and prepared to continue Drinking, but listening to the two scholars still praise him, I was disgusted for a lifetime, and I remembered Jing Lingyu's words, and thought that a great life was great, I shouldn't always be so depressed and angry, so I'd better be happy, those two The poor and sad chat was so lively that I didn't know what treasure I was playing with, but I couldn't help but look at the table again.

The two scribes looked at the words and praised them, leaving them to the back of their heads. Chang Sihao's eyes passed over the two of them and fell on the wall, but he was stunned.

I saw that the inscription on the wall was very long, and it was covered with blackness. If you didn't look closely, it looked like a painting. It reads: "Wine drunk and became crazy, and the desolation of the silk, and the stains were like broadening the border, which was a good thing. The mountains and rivers, pity my neighbors, and they are hungry and thirsty, and the ground is rolling, the iron hooves burst out from the soul, the woman's face is covered with mud, the crying baby enters the cauldron, the thatched reeds have red lids, the fire fills the city, and sighs that I Jiuzhou Central Plains, There are not many heroic men, and I wish I could follow Hongyu, learn from Qiao State, use the sword to fight the Tartars, collect the demons, and thrust the Shanyu under the tent, travel around the world, and show the Japanese in the East, "

The first few words still have a bit of silk and beautiful meaning. However, the more you go down, the more you write, the more you become, the more you get bigger and smaller the font, like a knife chop, like an axe chop, like a crow, like a water break, like a violent and unreasonable, and it is broken. At the end, the momentum of the wall was simply torn apart and it was difficult to identify. Five words were added: "Hedong water is fragrant," like a wind destroying bamboo, flying swords and leaves, and finally the word "incense" was more than a foot, and there was still A huge ink dot exploded in a radial shape, which was obviously caused by the end of the writing and throwing the pen on the wall with anger.

Suddenly, he heard a sneer chuckling. When he looked back, Jing Lingyu's eyebrows were high, his eyes narrowed in half, and Ou Songsong looked dissatisfied and said, "This poem is not like a poem, but not a poem, I don't know which one wrote it, it's really a shameful person," Chang Sihao said: "The two gentlemen just now seemed to say, what kind of writing is written by a woman in the world," Jing Lingyu said: "Well, write your pants into a poem, and the few in the world Yes, that is, women who are so shameless," Chang Sihao said, "What are you peeing your pants? Don't talk nonsense," Jing Lingyu laughed, "Why am I talking nonsense? Didn't she write it very clearly? , said that she became a fool when she drank alcohol and urinated with her pants, and the urine stains spread out like a border line, like a good mountain and river,"

"Hahahaha," the scholar in a painting robe on the west table laughed a few times and said, "This little teacher is so good at learning. If you don't dislike it, how about you two come and have a drink together?" Jing Lingyu Seeing his graceful demeanor, he smiled in his eyes and subconsciously touched his hat on his head, thinking to himself: "This person's eyes are very sharp," he smiled and shook his eyes and said: "You are too shabby and stingy, and you are inviting me." The customer is not generous. Although Poon Ni is still young, he has a lot of alcohol. After a few pounds, he only takes a bottom. If you only invite one, what else can you drink?”

The scribe in the painting robe laughed: "Haha, the master is picking, so please come here, let's drink more and stop drunk, how about it?" Jing Lingyu said: "Forget it, I just explained the crappy footwork. The poem about diapers, you say I am good at learning, it is a sarcasm. Why should I be ridiculed by you and humiliated yourself?" Chang Sihao knew that after she became a little nun, her temper had risen sharply, and she was afraid that she would cause trouble. The genius in the painting robe smiled and said, "The teacher is so bad, I really admire you, there is no other meaning. You must know that the word "is" is originally very ancient, and it has been passed down to this day. The original meaning has long been lost, and there are many people today. I don’t know that the Master can tell it in one word, obviously his knowledge is extraordinary,” Jing Lingyu’s face turned slightly red, and he snorted: “A pictogram is nothing great.”

Chang Sihao thought: "Hipotype, pictogram, is it a pictogram, to take its image? Xiaoyu just explained that "crazy and" is stupid, then" and "mostly it means a dick, then, wouldn't that become a man "The **," he thought of the shape of the word "Qian" and immediately understood, and then he understood why she blushed.

The literati smiled slightly: "The teacher is so humble. You must know that ancient pictographic characters are very rare. It is rare for the master to understand his meaning at a young age. However, after hearing what Master Tai said, it seems to be about water. The girl is quite dissatisfied with this poem, but she is afraid that her knowledge will fall a little bit. You must know that the same poem is the most taboo to be limited to the rhythm and rhyme. All kinds of constraints. The essence of poetry is all in one meaning word. Poetry is a good poem, and it is a realm. Gao Ge, one-on-one Yada, the peak penetrates the sea of ​​clouds, the stone breaks the torrents, and the realm is full of things, how can it be in the branches and lines? Miss Water’s poem is simple and wild, but it contains a sense of patriotic affection, especially the last three sentences, which are full of heroic spirit Hong, in the eyes of the following, is a rare masterpiece.”

Chang Sihao was slightly stunned when he heard the words "Shui Girl", and then looked at the handwriting on the wall, and then he realized: "This signature is Hedong Shui Yanxiang, I also said that the author's surname is Yan, and his name is Yanxiang, which is strange. Hedong Shui'I don't know where it is. It turns out that the surname is Shui, and this surname is rarely very rare," I thought again: "Wang Wenchi said that the prostitute who was holding the building alone was named Shui Girl. It seems that her surname is Shui. People do have it,"

Jing Lingyu said disapprovingly: "If you have patriotism, you don't have to write it out when you wet your pants. This shamelessness has completely lost all the faces of women in the world." The scribe in the painting robe smiled and said: "I heard that Gaoge When the old man resigned, Mr. Guo held a banquet here and invited Miss Shui to play and sing to cheer him up. At that time, everyone discussed state affairs and criticized the stranger. It was so unhappy. After Miss Shui was drunk, she brought up this poem on the wall to express her. With a relaxed mind, I have won the sound of the whole hall. In fact, the wine must be singed in a long song. It is innocent to sing wildly. Isn’t this the innocent and cute thing of Miss Shui?” Chang Sihao nodded: “Although I don’t understand poetry The text, but it can also be seen that the poem is written almost the same as the real situation. It is heartbreaking to read it. It is better than those who write about flowers, plants, and sad about spring and autumn," he said.

The scribe in the green shirt on the table said, "That's right, this poem describes the tragic scenes on the border, making people feel like they witnessed them. The water girl was so proud that she could still think of the rise and fall of the country when she was drunk. Obviously, I am also worried about national affairs all day long, and I am concerned about the sufferings of the people in my heart."

Jing Lingyu gave him a blank look and muttered: "Hmph, you knelt under the pomegranate skirt to look at people, of course you see her extremely tall," she said very lowly, and even Chang Sihao beside her didn't hear clearly.

The scribe of the painting robe swept the long sword around Chang Sihao's waist and smiled loudly, "This knight is quite interested in her, so she is not shameless. I invite each other again. I don't know if you can appreciate your face," Chang Sihao Seeing that he was so polite, he invited him several times and repeatedly, which made him lose face, so he stood up and bowed: "I'm so upset," Jing Lingyu sat still, with a ignorant expression on his face, and he was on his own. Pour wine and drink.

The two scribes did not order much dishes. There was a hot pot in the center, and the charcoal fire was burning red. Chang Sihao came to the table and sat down. He felt the heater grinding his face. The scribe looked up and down at the painting robe and saw that he was wearing a black head. Wolf warm hat, wearing tiger skin hat, red velvet jacket, outer cover of flying feather crane feather mattress, snow fox scarf covers neck, silver silk broadband waist, Jiang Bo green pants, under-knee wool cashmere legs wrapping, pair of leopard head combat boots Although it is rustic, it is also very majestic. He held a pot and poured a glass of wine for him, and asked with a smile: "I dare to ask this hero's noble name," Chang Sihao said: "I dare not take it as the little surname Chang, Chang Sihao, Two gentlemen…” The scribe in the painting robe said "Oh" and said in surprise: "Can you follow Qin Langchuan to Datong to help defend the city, Shui Ye jumped into the city and sacrificed his life to explode the pile of corpses, and hundreds of cavalry rushed to the camp, one move The second general, the flying knife shocked Altan's hero,"

Chang Sihao didn't expect that someone in the capital would know about this and hurriedly said, "It's nothing to blow up the pile of corpses. As for rushing to the camp, it was thanks to Mr. Qin's plan, which drove Altan to the south to plunder the livestock. I only won the complete victory after the pioneering Taoism. I just put some effort into it. How could I be considered a hero?” The scribe of the painted robe smiled and said, "The hero Chang is so humble. The surname is Jiang. The gentleman is Zhu. Both of me are' A person who has no use, I have heard of all the heroic deeds of the heroes of Chang's heroes, but I didn't expect to see him in the capital today. How lucky is it?" The scribe in the blue shirt opposite nodded and smiled: "All things are determined, everything is true. Just follow the fate, Brother Jiang, when we meet the hero Chang, this capital is not in vain," Chang Sihao bowed and said, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Zhu, lucky to meet," the three of them picked up their cups and each other Satisfaction, and after drinking it all, the scholar named Jiang in a painting robe was very interested in the battle of Po Altan. When asked about it, Chang Sihao told the story one by one. The battle scene that day was his personal experience, and it was natural to talk about it. Fei, the two scribes nodded frequently when they heard it, their hearts were bright, and the three of them drank to drink happily. Chang Sihao was much closer to the Western Wall at this moment. After telling the past, he looked at the wall. The more you read the poem, the more you feel the cruel and cruel it is. The bloody storm comes to you, as if this body has returned to your hometown and the border battlefield. He can't help but feel a little respect and closeness towards this water girl, and said: "This poem is intense and grand. I really didn't expect it to be written by a girl's house."

Mr. Jiang said: "Chang Xiashi said it well. Whether it is poetry or words, it can be seen that although the author is a woman, he does not have any inferiority and cowardice. He also looks down on men from all over the world and feels arrogant. In fact, As long as you have this ambition and passion, no matter whether you are born as a man or a woman, what's the difference? Miss Water is indeed superior to ordinary women in this regard."

Chang Sihao raised his finger and said, "That's the saying that learning Hongyu is Liang Hongyu, the wife of Han Shizhong, a famous general of the Song Dynasty, who was not sure who Qiao Guo was. I think he is also an amazing heroine," Mr. Jiang Smiling, "Yes, Qiao State refers to the wife of Qiao State. She was from the Southern Dynasty Emperor Wu of Liang. She was the wife of Feng Bao, the prefect of Gaoliang. She led troops to quell the rebellion. Her virtue was widely sanctioned, and she was safe. , known as the pillar stone of the southern border, and the people call it the Virgin Mary, "Chang Sihao was a little surprised: "It turns out that this lady of Qiao has made such a great achievement, but I have never heard of it. She is really ignorant. "Mr. Jiang waved his hand: "That's not the case. The elephant is invisible, the sound is rare, and some people have become famous by chance. It is rare for the deeds of Mrs. Qiao to be passed down to future generations, and even more Many heroes are hidden in the wilderness, but they are unknown, but few people know them,"
Chapter completed!