Forty-four, hearing poetry and knowing beauty

There are three rivers across Kaifeng City, namely the Bian River, Huimin River and Wuzhang River. The Shan General Temple is north of East Cross Street. It is surrounded by earthen walls and several temples. Behind the temple is the Wuzhang River. It is far from the downtown area and is even more quiet and desolate at night.

The General Shan Temple commemorates Shan Xiongxin. There is the tomb of Shan Xiongxin on the left side of the temple. Shan Xiongxin fought with Li Shimin and died in Luoyang. I wonder how the tomb was in Kaifeng?

Today is the seventh day of the third lunar month, and there is no crescent moon yet. The stars are also dim, and there are black wings everywhere, and occasionally frogs croaking and falling.

The gorgeous carriage of Yang Xiaofen and Mrs. Mei's oil-wall carriage were illuminated by lanterns. The two cars were one in front and one behind. The halo broke through the darkness and moved forward, and then they were swallowed up by the darkness. The sound of the wheels crushing the ground was particularly clear in this quiet night.

Zhou Xuan did not ride a car with Yang Xiaopin. He followed the car, and Siniang did not ride a horse. He followed Zhou Xuan silently with the "Cloud Crane". Sometimes he looked up at Zhou Xuan, and his eyes showed a sense of worry that he had never felt before.

Zhou Xuan looked back at Sichi and smiled at her, and his heart was heavy. He had a high position and powerful position, and had top-notch guards like Sanchi and Sichi. He hadn't felt such a personal threat for a long time.

Lin Bu was obviously here to assassinate Zhao Heng, and he also noticed that Zhou Xuan had guessed his purpose. As the leader of the Five Idiots, he lived in seclusion behind the scenes on weekdays. This time, he was in person. How would he deal with Zhou Xuan, an insider?

Zhou Xuan could have asked Yang Xiaopin to go back first, but when he was about to speak when he went down the teahouse, Yang Xiaopin stared at him with both eyes, shook his head slightly, and grabbed his hand, which meant that he would never leave him. Although this beautiful girl didn't speak, she knew everything in her heart. She knew that Zhou Xuan might be in danger. Although she couldn't help, she would never leave.

Zhou Xuan knew that Yang Xiaopin's temperament was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, so it was difficult to change his idea. Otherwise, he would not dare to come alone from Jiangzhou to Jinling to find him. He didn't force her to go back to Guanshi at the moment. Just follow him, but I don't believe that this murder hermit could do anything to him. After all, everyone is a cultural person, and if you really want to do it, you have to have some artistic content.

When we arrived at General Shan’s temple, the door was closed, and Sichi went to knock on the door. Soon, the door creaked and opened. The lights in the temple were exposed. Sichi suddenly shouted: “Three brothers——”

When Zhou Xuan saw that the person who opened the door had a slim head, a wide sword on his back, a straight nose and a wide mouth, and a stubborn beard. He turned out to be a three-man!

Zhou Xuan was stunned and shouted, "San, why are you here?"

Sanchi was also surprised when he saw Sichi and Zhou Xuan, and said, "I arrived this afternoon. Master Lin sent someone to summon me. I must arrive at the General Temple of Kaifeng Prefecture before the eighth day of the third month. I rushed to the scene. I didn't expect to meet my master and fourth brother so soon."

Lin Bu stood in the shadow beside the oil-blocked car. After Zhou Xuan, Si Chi and San Chi met, he helped Madam Mei get out of the car and walked over, and smiled and said, "Lao San, you finally arrived. The fourth brother can accompany Mr. Zhou back to the inn. Just have the third brother here."

Because of the three ignorant and four ignorant relationships, Lin Bu was unwilling to turn against Zhou Xuan. He would not disclose his intention to assassinate Zhao Heng to the Northern Song Dynasty court. The chaos in the Northern Song Dynasty was not a bad thing for the Tang Dynasty, so he wanted Zhou Xuan and the Four ignorant to be out of the matter.

Seeing Sanchi's dusty look, Zhou Xuan asked, "Lao San, is the third sister-in-law here?"

Sanchi looked stunned and said, "No, how could I let her follow you?"

Zhou Xuan asked: "How did you tell your third sister-in-law when you left Xiangluanfang?"

Sanchi hesitated for a moment and replied, "I only say that the master has something to call him and wants to fight with the chess fairy Zhang Si."

Sanchi knew that Lin Bu had a major assassination plan, so he did not dare to tell the truth to Lin Ning. He had assassinated five people before, namely Western Shu, Wu Yue and the now-destroyed Nan Chu senior officials. Although they escaped unscathed every time, afterwards, they all felt lucky in a moment of life and death, and they were at a critical moment, and they had a sense of luck after escape.

Before the Sanzi met Zhou Xuan, he was alone in the world and pursued excitement. Assassination of a high-ranking official with strict defense was like a difficult Go Zhenlong question. Beheading and leaving was like solving a problem. Although it was dangerous, it was hard to say afterwards. But now it was different. Lin Ning was still big, and a killer should not get married!

The four cynics said to Lin Bu: "Master Lin, let me do it. The third brother now has a third sister-in-law. The third sister-in-law is pregnant. The third brother is concerned about it. It is not as pure as before. His martial arts and chess skills have greatly regressed-"

Sanchi glared and said, "Fourth brother, how can you say that to me! I have always been better than you. You should protect your master. Master Lin has me waiting for my appointment."

Zhou Xuan said: "What are you two brothers fighting for? I have the final say in this matter. Master Lin, please come in." Zhou Xuan turned his back.

Lin Fu frowned and looked at Zhou Xuan, asking Mrs. Mei to hold the maid's shoulder and go first, and he followed behind.

"Ku tuk" sounded, and a Taoist in his forties walked out of the palace, leaning on a stick, his left leg was broken with his knees, his life was connected to Huagai, his face was lonely and cold. When he saw the Sizi, he smiled and said, "Fourth brother, you have arrived too."

Sichi stepped forward and held the hand of the broken-legged Taoist: "Where has the second brother been there all these years? Let me find it easy for me to find it."

"So this person is a chess. How come the second cynical man who is a sword double-cynical man broke one leg!" Zhou Xuan was secretly surprised and bowed his hand to show his respect, just like the four cynical man, calling him the second brother.

The five foolish wanderers who intimidate the world gathered four people at Shanxiongxin Temple tonight. Only the five old men were uncertain and could not find him.

Er Chi listened to the Si Chi introduced Zhou Xuan, and said with a smile: "Where there is a well, there must be a song of the lyrics of the Qicha Gongzi. I have admired you for a long time. Mr. Zhou used the new rules to Huang Xingjian's three-game chess. The chess score has been passed down to the Northern Song Dynasty. I am also lucky to have a look at it, and I admire you how much!"

The Siniang asked: "The second brother had a game with Huang Xingjian, the fourth place in the 18th National Congress of Chess, and the second brother has never said the result. How about it now?"

Erchi said: "That was more than ten years ago. At that time, Huang Xing's chess skills had not yet been achieved, and I was lucky enough to win three games."

Huang Xingjian is already in his fifties and was forty more than ten years ago. How could he not have achieved great success in chess skills? Erqi can win three games in a row. So, Erqi's chess skills are obviously above Huang Xingjian.

Zhou Xuan looked at the hall and asked, "Didn't Mr. Lin say that Mr. Zhang is playing chess with Mr. Zhang?"

Erchi shook his head and said, "I won't come here after an appointment, and I feel very sad."

The roof rustled, it was drizzling, and the frogs were heard around the small temple, and the big candle on the incense table sounded "pop", and the burnt red lamp flowers bloomed-

This scene is like this that forced Zhou Xuan to recite poems. Zhou Xuan crossed his hands and chanted: "During the Qingming Festival, every family is raining, and the grass and ponds are everywhere. If you don't come for midnight, you will be beaten with chess pieces and fallen with lanterns."

Erchi praised: "I respect the talent of Mr. Qicha," said Mr. Qicha.

The lady Mei, covered with shark silk, was moved when she heard Zhou Xuan's poem expressing her. Zhou Xuan's poem was for her. It was necessary to show off at this time. Zhou Xuan predicted that Lin Fu's lyrics "Wushan Qing, Yueshan Qing" "The lyrics of "Bao Xiangsi" "Wushan Qing, Yueshan Qing" were filled in for the woman in front of her. Needless to say, Lin Fu's talent should be not low. Who is this woman? Is this woman a famous person in history?

Lin Bu was not concerned about Zhou Xuan's poems and said lightly: "Second, you have to make an appointment in the name of Ding Xiangxia, and Zhang Li will naturally come. Otherwise, if you are the temple blessing, who will pay attention to you!"

Zhou Xuan and San Chi, Si Chi were shocked when they heard this. Isn’t Ding Xiangxia the second chess ghost among the 18 chess players? Zhang Yi was known as the chess immortal, Ding Xiangxia was the chess ghost, Zhang Yi was a chess ghost, Ding Xiangxia was a chess ghost, Ding Xiangxia was a chess ghost, Ding Xiangxia was a chess ghost, no matter how hard the chess masters played against Ding Xiangxia, they dared not relax at all.

Could it be that the second ignorant is the chess ghost Ding Xiangxia? Even if the third ignorant is, the fourth ignorant does not know this secret.

Sure enough, Erchi sighed softly: "After the disabled, I no longer use the name of Ding Xiangxia."

Zhou Xuan said: "Mr. II is willing to ask Mr. II for advice."

Erchi said: "Young Master Zhou's chess is novel and powerful, I am about to ask for advice."

Lin Bu knew that the second, third, and fourth brother would put everything aside when he started chess. He had something big to do, and said, "Don't be busy playing chess for now-" and said, "Mr. Zhou, my two brothers are now your slaves--"

Zhou Xuan interrupted Lin Bu and said, "It's a friend."

Although Lin Bu is a hermit, he has the habit of being domineering. He was interrupted by Zhou Xuan and was quite displeased and said, "The two of them are not fighting chess, insects, and tea. I am willing to be a slave for life! I will lend him to you now, and only one of them is enough. Which one do you want to lend?"

Lin Bu said in one sentence, Sanqi came from thousands of miles away at night. Even if he didn't ask Zhou Xuan for advice, he wanted to instruct Sanqi. Siqi was not talking. Now he said this to give Zhou Xuan face, but he didn't expect that Zhou Xuan would not appreciate it at all. He refused and said, "No, I won't borrow any of them."

Lin Fu was so angry that he laughed louder and louder, and the sound of the sound of the house was shaking, and the small temple was about to collapse.

Zhou Xuan said to the elegant woman who was covered with shaved silk: "Madam Mei, please persuade Mrs. Lin. She laughed too loudly and the rain leaked."

Lin Fu's laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes were so fierce that he looked at Mrs. Mei, then his expression changed and said lightly: "Please go back by Mr. Zhou. You are the envoy of the Tang Kingdom. You cannot attend the ceremony tomorrow, but you, your wife, stay for the time being, so as not to miss me a big deal tomorrow."

Lin Bu is no longer polite, and he is straightforward to hold Yang Xiaopeng as a hostage. He glances at Zhou Xuan with his eyes and says to himself: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished by wine. Although you are talented, what can you do? If you don't believe the third brother, the fourth brother will turn against you and me-"

The four cynics have already spoken: "Master Lin, Master Zhou will never obstruct Master Lin's affairs. Let Miss Yang go back with Master Zhou, I guarantee it with my life."

Zhou Xuan saw that Sanqi wanted to plead for him, waved his hand, suppressing his disgust towards Lin Fu, and said, "Zhushi Lin is an elegant man. The sparse shadow slanting across the water is clear and shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk. Although it was transformed from the predecessors' sentence "The bamboo shadow slanting across the water is clear and shallow, and the osmanthus fragrance floats at dusk," he only changed two words, and the artistic conception was determined immediately-"

Lin Bu was also very proud of these two sentences, but many people did not understand the beauty of it. Some people said that he was shameless in plagiarism. Seeing Zhou Xuan say this, he asked, "I would like to hear it carefully."

When dealing with powerful opponents, you must attack in a roundabout way. Zhou Xuan made up his mind to let the three cynical and four cynical and Lin Bu completely cut off contact. Otherwise, my good brother, Sword slave, Cha slave, you call me and kill people for you, who will clean up the mess? Walking in front of the statue of the gods, he said: "The bamboo is slanted and slanted, losing its upright and proud posture. The fragrance of osmanthus flowers spreads for ten miles, and the fragrance is rich, but under the moon, it is suitable for the faint fragrance of plum blossoms. The two sentences describe bamboo and osmanthus, but neither of them is well written. Lin Chushi wonderfully changed the two words to turn stones into gold. The first sentence describes the posture of plum blossoms, and the second sentence describes the faint fragrance of plum blossoms. The horizontal and slanted plum blossoms show its noble and arrogant gods, and uses dark words to write the fragrance, as if there is or not, and the ethereal meaning of coming and going is revealed."

Lin Bu was very happy. Although Zhou Xuan was a little abominable, his appreciation was extremely high and he was a soulmate. However, Lin Bu did not intend to change his mind and said, "Young Master Zhou is a mischievous, please give me." He wanted Zhou Xuan to get out.

"I haven't finished evaluating it yet." Zhou Xuan didn't move his feet, looking at the shark silk covering his face, and the graceful lady Mei said, "This poem is obviously about plum blossoms, but it should actually be about Madam Mei?"

The Madam Mei's shaved silk, and her heart was filled with turmoil. Zhou Xuan said: "With the elegance of Lin Chushi, Madam Mei is naturally not bad. I wonder if Madam Mei can write poetry?"

For a talented woman who is good at poetry and lyrics, it would be more uncomfortable to ask her to admit that she can’t poetry than to block her mouth. And there is nothing to hide. As long as you don’t talk about your identity, it’s not bad to say that you can poetry, and whisper: “Let’s know a little.”

Zhou Xuan said: "Christ Lin must know that I, Zhou Xuan, like to bet. How about this? Ask Mrs. Mei to recite a poem of her own. It is not spread outside. Even if I write poems on the spot, I should be able to infer the true identity of Mrs. Mei from this poem. As long as I have read Mrs. Mei's old works, I will be sure to identify Mrs. Mei's new poems. The poem is like calligraphy. It is clear at a glance."

Lin Fu was shocked. Even San Chi and Si Chi didn't know the true identity of Mrs. Mei. Before that, except for Lin Chi and that little maid, no one had seen Mrs. Mei, let alone Mrs. Mei's silk covers her silk. Why can Zhou Xuan recognize Mrs. Mei's true identity from a poem?

Lin Feng looked at Mrs. Mei, who nodded, and Lin Feng said, "There are quite a few poems in her that have been circulated - but what do you want to do with Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Xuan said: "I don't want to do anything. If I guess, I just want to have an opportunity to discuss art equally with Mr. Lin, rather than force others to force me."

Both Madam Mei and Lin Bu were attracted by their appetites. Poetry is different from calligraphy and is not so intuitive. It is a hundred times more difficult to identify who wrote the poem than to identify calligraphy works. I don’t believe that Zhou Xuan has such magical eyesight.

Lin asked: "So what if I didn't guess it?"
Chapter completed!