Chapter 10 The original poetic talent

Ma Zhizhong looked around and saw a walker full of people, carrying boxes or carrying them together, heading up the land in groups of three or five. There was no one beside him, so he lowered his voice: "Brother Chen, this is Princess Taiping's manor, which was built during the reign of Empress Zetian Shunsheng." Empress Zetian Shunsheng refers to Wu Zetian. After Wu Zetian forced Zhang Jianzhi to abdicate, her imperial title was also deprived and renamed "Empress Zetian Shunsheng".

Princess Taiping is always strategic and talented. Wu Zetian appreciates her very much and often invites her to the palace to discuss military and national affairs. However, due to Wu Zetian's authority, she dare not say it, so there are not many people who know about it.

Empress Wei and Princess Anle poisoned Zhongzong to steal the government and secretly seized the government. It was the joint killing of Princess Taiping and Li Longji that Li Dan was able to ascend the throne again. It was wrong to say that Li Dan was incompetent. He ascended the throne twice in his life, three to the world, one to the mother Wu Zetian, two to the elder brother Zhongzong, and three to the son Li Longji, which is unique in Chinese history, and is a wonder. The many twists and turns he has experienced are astonishing. His ability to end well is not unrelated to his ability to protect himself.

He is good at protecting himself, but not good at governing the country. He did nothing after becoming emperor again. All matters in the court are determined by Princess Taiping and Prince Li Longji. When court officials report the matter, he will ask, "Does Princess Taiping know?" If Princess Taiping knows, he will ask, "Does Prince know?" If the prince also knows, and both of them agree, he will issue an order to implement it.

One of the consequences of doing this is to develop Princess Taiping's arrogance, encourage her arrogance, and make Princess Taiping hope to be the queen, and use her power to win over the court officials. After more than a year of preparation, most court officials have bought Princess Taiping until now. She is powerful all over the world, and everything related to her is a taboo. So, before Ma Zhizhong said this, you must first see if there is anyone.

This is because Ma Zhizhong thought Chen Wanrong was reliable and told him that he knew that if he changed someone, he could be careless and there was no need to take that risk.

Princess Taiping had many ideas for Wu Zetian's imperial career. Wu Zetian loved her very much. What was it that she wanted to build a manor here?

Chen Wanrong looked around and saw such a big manor, with many pavilions and pavilions, magnificent and majestic.

Han Yu visited Princess Taiping Manor and was amazed at the greatness of it. He wrote a poem with lingering words, "The princess wanted to occupy spring, so she urged the pavilion to the city. She wanted to know how much flowers were in front of her until the Nanshan Mountain was not human." This shows how big it was.

There is a pavilion every twenty or thirty feet on the side of the road. Ma Zhizhong pointed to the pavilion and explained to Chen Wanrong: "This was also built by Princess Taiping back then for tourists to rest. Since then, more tourists have come here and more convenient. She has also done a great thing, and all tourists praise it."

After hearing his words, Chen Wanrong really wanted to laugh. Princess Taiping was really scheming. She took over a scenic spot from the boss, and just built some pavilions on the side of the road, which won people's reputation and covered up the matter of taking advantage of herself. This method was really good.

In this regard, Chen Wanrong had to say something nice: "That's that's it, otherwise we'll have no place to rest."

"That's not true!" Ma Zhizhong led Chen Wanrong and his family forward.

It is March now, the weather is warm, the trees are green and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery of the original scenery is really good. No wonder the poet wrote a good sentence like "Liyouyou in the ancient garden, the smoke is lush and green grass is lush and lush."

Ma Zhizhong is a very good tour guide. Chen Wanrong followed him to the land and walked for about half an hour. He reached the highest point. There are three pavilions built on the top of the original. This pavilion is much spacious than the pavilion on the roadside. It is ingenious and has a good style, and is suitable for rest and enjoying the scenery.

There was a person sitting in the pavilion in the middle, neither someone else, but HD Tai, watching the lower part of the earth. The other two pavilions were full of people. Looking at the lower part of the earth, people whispered and pointed at each other, and were very excited.

Ma Zhizhong walked closer and coughed: "Shopkeeper Gao, how are you a guest party like this? You won't come to greet the guests when you arrive. You are so rude." The two are competitors, and they will inevitably snatch a few words when they meet.

Gao Qingtai turned his head and saw that it was Chen Wanrong and the others. He smiled and stood up, and greeted him: "Sorry, I'm bored when I sit down from a distance. I don't know how rude the guests arrive, how rude it is!" This was true, but the words behind him were a bit unexpected: "Master Ma, are you satisfied now?"

Ma Zhizhong pursed his lips: "Satisfied, very satisfied! I'm not satisfied if you have any help from your grandfather to welcome him?"

Gao Qingtai patted his chest lightly, came over, and clasped his fists at Chen Wanrong: "Master Chen, don't blame him for any rudeness!"

"Shopkeeper Gao is so serious, I dare not take it!" Chen Wanrong replied with his fists.

Gao Qingtai saw Chen Wanrong and his family entered the pavilion, and then sat down. Ma Zhizhong leaned forward and asked, "Master Gao, this pavilion is the best among the three pavilions. Not to mention now, there are many people even in the middle of the night. How did you get it? It was not bought with money, right?"

"Bah! vulgar!" Gao Qing Tai lightly spat: "The scenery here is picturesque, what a beautiful place, the land of gods, I will give you the word "money" to defile it, and the smell of money in the land."

Not only was Ma Zhizhong not angry, but he was happy: "Master, I know you have many ideas. Don't keep it aside, tell me to know."

Gao Qingtai said proudly: "There were a few scholars here who appreciated the scenery. I told them that I wanted to invite a great talented man to the place. If they didn't believe it, I said that this great talented man was amazing. He had endless thoughts and thoughts, and could recite poems and essays, and he could do everything he could do, and he could do all the best..."

"Just they believed it?" Ma Zhizhong asked hurriedly.

Gao Qingtai shook his head: "It's not that easy for the Jue to occupy the nest, they still don't let him go. I really have no choice, so I said that if they don't believe it, I can ask them to recite poems and essays with this great talent. If they win, I will apologize to them, but also invite him to drink. This is called giving up the wise, and they will give up the ground."

Ma Zhizhong raised his thumb and praised, "Grandmaster, you really have it. What if they really come to recite poems?"

"That's not simple. I'll just say that this talented man hasn't arrived yet. Please wait a little longer. Wait, wait, second and third, and when they understand, we will be overjoyed and return." Gao Qingtai blurted out without thinking.

Ma Zhizhong burst out laughing: "Master Gao, how could you be cheating? Gao, Gao, really high!"

"Don't say it so badly, this is called taking out of wisdom!" Gao Qingtai did not forget to post gold on his face.

Chen Wanrong heard it in his ears and smiled in his heart. This high-definition Tai really has his own method. Although this method is not very clever, it is very suitable. Looking into the distance, looking at the vastness of Chang'an, it looks like a palm, which is not inferior to Chang'an on the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. The Big Wild Goose Pagoda is in the southwest of the city, and Leyou is originally in the southeast corner of the city, closer to the Daming Palace. Chen Wanrong was very curious about the central place of this empire. He still couldn't see clearly. He could only say that the Hanyuan Palace is more majestic.

There were two scholars in the pavilion on the left that were constantly looking at Chen Wanrong and the others. They should be scholars who were tricked to coax away by Gao Qingtai. Ma Zhizhong started to play tricks and waved at the two scholars: "Hey, our talented man is here, come here and sing poems and sing together."

If it really comes, who can deal with it here, then it's not a problem? Gao Qingtai suddenly became anxious and hurriedly grabbed Ma Zhizhong, his face darkened: "Master Ma, can this be joked about? Come and write a poem!"

Ma Zhizhong smiled and said, "Master, please ask me for a word, and I will find someone to solve this embarrassment for you."

"Even if you drink ink now, it's too late." The two scholars came to hear the sound. Gao Qingtai was so depressed that she really wanted to slap Ma Zhizhong twice.

Two scholars came close and clasped their fists at Gaoqingtai: "Please give me a guide, I'm so grateful."

In terms of business scriptures, Gao Qingtai thought he could be the gentleman of two scholars. When it comes to reciting poems and essays, he was his ancestor. Now he has become a tiger and it is difficult to get out of trouble. In desperation, Gao Qingtai pointed at Chen Zairong and was about to seek medical treatment. No matter whether he was useful or not, they were always easy to talk to scholars.

"The grasslands in the two dikes in Hebei are fragrant, and the apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River are in February." Ma Zhizhong sang loudly, his head shaking from side to side, looking intoxicated. If the people who are not careful in the investigation must regard him as a scholar.

The two scholars sucked their hands together and praised: "Good poems, good poems! I have met you." They used a cross-handed gift to respect the guests.

"Exceeded, over-priced! Two of you dare not take the gift!" Ma Zhizhong stood up and handed over and returned the gift: "I didn't write this poem."

Gao Qingtai glanced at Ma Zhizhong and smiled contemptuously, meaning that I don’t know your ink yet, where can you write such a good poem?

The two scholars were stunned and then asked for advice: "Which talented man did this poem come from? If the gentleman can tell me, I will be grateful."

"It's far away in the sky and close in front of you, this is the one with Brother Chen!" Ma Zhizhong pointed at Chen Wanrong and introduced.

Gao Dean Tai didn't know that Chen Wanrong had recited this poem, but thought it was Ma Zhizhong who was joking. He kicked Ma Zhizhong's right foot on Ma Zhizhong's calves, stared at him with his eyes, and shook his head gently.

Ma Zhizhong seemed to not understand, raised his head and thrust his chest, glanced at Gaode Tai. He was so anxious that he could not beat the boss over.

"Zheng Wanru has met Mr. Chen. She is brave enough. May I ask her the name of Gao." The slightly taller and more handsome scholar on the left hand saluted Chen Wanrong with a sincere attitude.

The slightly shorter head on the right and slightly white skin also met with a crossed hand: "Sima Xu has met Mr. Chen."

The poem was indeed recited by himself, and Chen Wanrong had no choice but to give it back: "I'm here Chen Wanrong. I happened to find it and didn't dare to get into the eyes of both of you. Please don't laugh at me."

Zheng Wanru is only eighteen or nineteen years old, very handsome. She commented: "The two dikes of Hebei are fragrant grasslands, and the apricot blossom sky in the south of the Yangtze River start in Hebei and end in the south of the Yangtze River. It has an excellent artistic conception, which is similar to Mr. Wuliu's artistic conception of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains". It is a masterpiece, a masterpiece!"

Although these two sentences are not as popular as Tao Yuanming's poems, they are not much worse than the artistic conception just because they are very pertinent. Sima Xu nodded in agreement.

"Excessive award, excessive award." Chen Wanrong had to be more modest.

Zheng Wanru clasped his fists and went straight to the topic: "I heard from this high-ranking master that Mr. Chen had many wonderful ideas and ideas, and had excellent poetry and essays. He knew all the mathematics and calculating scriptures and all the meticulous ones. Zheng Wanru was not talented and wanted to ask the teacher for advice."

To ask for advice, it sounds nice, the real meaning is to make things difficult for Chen Wanrong. If you say that Chen Wanrong can make soap, high-definition Thai letters, or Chen Wanrong Ming is arithmetic and can recite poems and essays, he really doesn't believe it. He glared at Ma Zhizhong fiercely, this is all your fault.

Chen Wanrong was a top student, and he knew more about arithmetic geometry than Zheng Wanru. As for poetry, he had read so many Tang poems, and he could not write them and recite them. It should not be a problem to deal with him. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng has said it, but he has said it. He can recite a few poems, but I am afraid that it will not catch the eyes of Mr. Wang. Please don't laugh."

He said this to be accepted, but Gao Qing Tai really didn't believe it. He thought Chen Wanrong was arrogant and hurriedly winked at Chen Wanrong, meaning that if you don't want to accept it, I will find a way to run him away, but what I got was Chen Wanrong's smile.

Chen Zairong was very confident in Chen Wanrong and clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Zheng, you should make the questions."

Zheng Wanru looked around and saw that the sunset was setting, the setting sun was better than blood, the earth was covered with blood, and occasionally there were a few crows crying, which was infinitely sad. She pondered for a moment: "Let's use the evening as the title, please ask Mr. Chen to write a poem. Mr. Chen is a great talent, so he will open his eyes."

I don’t know how many Tang poems are titled dusk. Anyone who has read the Tang poems will perform a few masterpieces of eternal songs. What’s the difficulty? Chen Wanrong didn’t think about it and chanted loudly: “The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s near dusk!”

This is a masterpiece of eternal song, which is absolutely consistent with this scene. Zheng Wanru couldn't help but be stunned. Not only was he stunned, but Sima Xu and Gao Qingtai were stunned.

The only regret is that no one applauds such a good poem, and they were all in a daze. After a while, Zheng Wanru sighed: "Mr. Talent is quick, Zheng Wanru has seen it! Cao Zijian made a poem in seven steps, and Mr. blurted out, it's really a great talent!"

Cao Zhi made a poem in seven steps because he did it now, and Chen Wanrong was chanting poems from ancient people, which was incomparable. Chen Wanrong hurriedly said: "I dare not take it, I dare not take it."

"Poetry is a good poem, and a good sentence is a good sentence, but it is too sad. At dusk, the sunset shines and the evening scene is not long. I heard a few crows crying occasionally, which is really heartbreaking!" Sima Xu's tone was low, and his words were infinitely sad, as if he was not a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, but an old man who had experienced all the world's vast world.

His words came to everyone's hearts and nodded silently.

A poem made everyone feel depressed and was inconsistent with the original intention of enjoying the scenery. In order to boost their interest, Chen Wanrong had to chant loudly again: "The will of heaven pity the secluded grass, and the world is full of evening sunshine!"

A cheering sounded, and the depressed emotions of the crowd immediately rose. Although Chen Laoshi did not understand the poem, he still understood the meaning of the poem and analyzed it in his simplest words: "Although the sunset is not long, it can still emit light, allowing us to see the light, which is much stronger than darkness. We cannot ignore it because it is not long. Is this what it means?"

His words are different from poetry, but it is not easy for him to understand this level. It is even more rare to advise people to cherish time. Chen Wanrong nodded: "Dad, that's what it means."

Zheng Wanru admired Chen Wanrong with great admiration: "Mr. Chen is really a talent! He can recite two completely different poems on the same topic. Both artistic conception and parallelism are masterpieces of eternal songs, and they are also full of admonition. I admire you, admire you!"

Sima Xu bowed to Chen Wanrong and said, "Sima Xu was lucky to see Mr. respecting his face in three lives! He was lucky to have three lives!"

Ma Zhizhong kicked his right leg lightly on the high-definition Tai leg, raised his chin, and was very proud, meaning that he said it was right, I said it was accurate! High-definition Tai smiled slightly and gave him a thumbs up, very approving.

The two praised it very much, but Chen Wanrong had to be humble again and again. Zheng Wanruo said at the end: "Grandmaster wants us to wait for the wise man. At first, we didn't want to do so, but we were really blind. If we had known that the gentleman had come, we would definitely welcome him."

Let Xianzhi say that it was just a matter of high-definition Tai's conspiracy. Chen Wanrong revealed his "poetry talent", but accidentally fulfilled the lie of high-definition Tai. Zheng Wanru was even ten times smarter, but she would never have imagined that there was a fraud. Ma Zhizhong curled his lips at high-definition Tai, meaning that you are embarrassed to deceive other scholars, which is really not a thing. High-definition Tai answered him with a proud smile and a thumbs up to himself.

There were too many praises from the two, so many that Chen Wanrong didn't want to be modest, and he had to be modest. Before Chen Wanrong could speak, a Hu man in a yellow shirt strode towards him. The Hu man was tall and almost caught up with Chen Zairong, with a cheeky face, a high nose bridge, blue eyes, curly hair, and slightly dark skin. You don't have to think about it and know that he was a Hu man from the Western Regions.

"Brother Hu, come and see Mr. Chen." Zheng Wanru shouted loudly.

The Hu people came over quickly and saluted Chen Wanrong under the guidance of Zheng Wanru: "Hu Dake has seen Mr. Chen!" The Chinese language is so clear that it is not inferior to the authentic Tang people.

Zheng Wanru introduced to Chen Wanrong: "This brother Hu's ancestor is a Persian. He came to Chang'an during the reign of Emperor Taizong. It has been nearly a hundred years since then. Brother Hu was also born in Chang'an. In addition to his skin, he is no different from my people in the Tang Dynasty."

During the reign of Emperor Taizong of Tang, the emerging Arab Empire attacked the Persian Empire. The Persian Empire could not resist and sent envoys to Chang'an to ask the Tang Dynasty to send troops to help. Emperor Taizong of Tang considered that the journey was too far, so he refused the request of the Persian Empire. The Persian Empire was eventually destroyed by the Arab Empire. The Persian king Belus fled to the Western Regions, and then settled in Chang'an with the help of the Tang army, and died of old age in Chang'an.
Chapter completed!