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Chapter 288: Dongting Late Autumn Picture

Meng Gong's 800-mile fast horse last night was obviously notified in advance. When the Jinfan ship arrived at Hukou, the Song Dynasty's patrol rivers had already come to greet him with gongs and drums.

Then, with the escort, Yueyang arrived. At first glance, there were ships of all sizes on the shore of the lake, and there were ancient houses on the shore. This scale was probably... The urban area of ​​a modern small county town should be larger than that of Yichang when I saw it.

Then Wang Qiang saw the golden tiled roof on a stone platform on the lake shore.

Su Su smiled and said, "This is Yueyang Tower, right? Legend has it that it was built in the Eastern Wu period of the Three Kingdoms and was specially used for the Grand Superintendent of Lusu to inspect the water army. At that time, Yueyang was called Baling."

Wang Qiang was surprised: "The only three kingdoms games I played were Wuling and Lingling, but there was no Baling?"

Su Su said angrily: "Brother Qiang, it's time to say goodbye to the stage of using ordinary games to understand the world."

Wang Qiang laughed and said, "Take it slow."

At this time, Liu Zongyuan also came out and sighed: "Yes, this city is much better than my Baling at that time. It seems that Mr. Fan Wenzheng praised his friend Teng Zijing's words, "All things are in trouble to be developed."

Su Su smiled and said, "This Teng Zijing is considered to be famous for his eternal praise because of this friend. Mr. Liu must go and watch this "Yueyang Tower Inscription"?"

Liu Gong coughed dryly: "It's a must, but don't introduce me."

Wang Qiang said in surprise: "Why?"

Liu Zongyuan struggled, "What if they asked me to write poetry? I am just a remnant soul with a desperate skill and no ability."

Wang Qiang was so amused and crying. How big is this? Time travelers traveling to ancient times, just like Bi Lian doesn’t want to copy other people’s poems? I remember that the great man was from Hunan, and he knew a few lines of poetry.

Wang Qiang was interested together: "Simple, I will write a poem - I just drank Changsha water, um, Three Gorges water, and um um, Dongting fish, the Yangtze River crossed thousands of miles, no matter how far, I saw Chu Tianshu! No matter how wind and waves hit, it was better than walking in the garden... Uh-"

Liu Zongyuan said with a strange expression: "You can still recite one song, continue!"

Wang Qiang struggled, "Forgot!"

Su Su was happy: "He should be the last big poet to write lyrics nearly a thousand years after the demise of the Song Dynasty? I think Brother Qiang changed it well. I heard that even ordinary people in the Song Dynasty could make up a few Song lyrics in a single sentence, so why should Mr. Liu pay attention to dealing with it?"

Wang Qiang was happy: "Su Su said I've changed it well?"

Liu Zongyuan said angrily: "Just say I am the old man who cooks tea with you!"

Everyone laughed.

Then the boat landed, and hundreds of officials on the dock lined up in black to greet him. This scared Wang Qiang! It would be not surprising that there were so many officials in various bureaus and departments in the county towns in modern society. It would be so painful to have so many officials in the Song Dynasty?

Wang Qiang and his party got off the boat, and Gan Ning's domineering style instantly impressed the officials at the dock: "The visitor is indeed the rebirth of the King of Wu! There is a King of Wu Temple in this county. Should the King of Wu go over and take a look?"

Gan Ning Dale immediately took out the token given by Meng Gong and "verified his true self" and laughed: "Go! Go! Go to Yueyang Tower too!"

Then everyone saw Yang Guang and Liu Zongyuan wearing dragon robe crookedly, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Is this what General Meng said about the previous emperor and Liu Wenhao?"

Damn! Liu Zongyuan introduced himself last night? Wang Qiang and Yang Guang, who was gloating, looked at Liu Zongyuan, and Liu Zongyuan also had a bad face: "I dare not take it."

The officials exclaimed in unison: "It is a blessing for us to see Mr. Liu Hedong in life, and it is even more of a blessing for Baling. Mr. Hedong has been an official in Lingling for ten years. His literary and poetic poems have made Lingling famous all over the world. Since he has come to Baling, please be sure to give calligraphy to benefit Baling, and his achievements will last forever..."

While speaking, hundreds of officials present bent down and bowed. The scene was really spectacular. Then the book boy was already carrying the desk and the crushed pen and ink to serve him.

Wang Qiang brows leapt wildly, let me go! This is a long-planned plan, right? This is why Meng Gong introduced Yueyang? What should I do now? Don't copy Bi Lian's poems? The question is who wrote poems about Dongting Lake in later generations? Even if I have written them, it will not be able to reach Liu Zongyuan's level, right? Let me go, and it turns out that I can't copy them even when I reach his level! Just 'just drink the Three Gorges water and eat Dongting fish later' and copy them.'

At this time, Liu Zongyuan's face was quiet and speechless for a while.

Wang Qiang saw it and was anxious. Wang Qiang could already imagine that Liu Zongyuan had hundreds of grass-mud horses bowing in his heart, right?

At this moment, Liu Zongyuan said lightly: "As far as I know, Mr. Fan Wenzheng did not come to Yueyang Tower because of his health. Instead, the prefect Teng Zijing gave him a copy of "Dongting Late Autumn Picture" to ask for text. Mr. Fan Wenzheng created this famous work through observing this picture. Can I read it?"

Wang Qiang looked at Su Su in shock, and Su Su whispered: "It's because of this, but this picture has been lost. I don't know who painted it. It should be an unknown painter in Yueyang."

The officials were stunned and then overjoyed: "No problem! The original painting is on the Yueyang Tower! It is placed with Fan Wenzheng's writing."

Wang Qiang was stunned: "Not lost?"

Su Su was even more surprised: "After all, it's a dynasty, so why don't you lose things like this? Are you going to discover treasure?"

Wang Qiangxi said: "Bao? Can you reach the level of the "Jiangxue" picture?"

Su Su was also quite excited and looking forward to it: "Then let's see what Mr. Liu is going to do."

So a group of small officials led the way. Dozens of sedan chairs carrying the sedan chairs, carrying the seemingly high-ranking officials and Wang Qiang and his party, began to drive the way. The people in the city were watching along the streets. Is there a population of tens of thousands?

Then, the legendary Yueyang Tower arrived, and a three-story building with golden tiles and glazed glass on the stone platform on the lakeshore. Wang Qiang was quite disappointed.

Su Su said in surprise: "What's wrong with Brother Qiang?"

Wang Qiang whispered: "It's much less powerful than the Huanghe Tower where Li Bai's old friend, Cixi."

Su Su smiled and said, "Brother Qiang is joking. The Yellow Crane Tower has been destroyed and rebuilt after wars. The ancient Yellow Crane Tower is also a three-story building! The three-story building is nine feet tall and seven feet in copper top. It is a total of nine nine feet, which is similar to the Yueyang Tower. The modern five-story Yellow Crane Tower is newly built to give the location of the guide bridge of the Yangtze River Bridge. It has doubled its width and is 20 meters tall for two floors!"

Wang Qiang was already inspired by his ignorance. Wang Qiang remembered a popular science cartoon of children's knowledge in "The Super Viagra Three Thousand Questions". If I had watched a few more episodes back then, it would not have been like this. I couldn't help but make a poem: "The Blue Cat Three Thousand Kicks, Brother Qiang is so stupid~~~~"

At this time, the accompanying chefs had already moved the wine and food into the building first. The Grand Official and Wang Qiang and their guests took their seats to drink and enjoy the lake, while the Grand Official was drinking outside.

Liu Zongyuan was not interested in drinking, so he went down to a painting in Zhongzhengtang, under the guidance of the high-ranking official. In Wang Qiang's opinion, this painting was ordinary. But Liu Zongyuan was indeed very excited and his excitement was beyond words.
Chapter completed!
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