Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! "Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?" The bearded man also discovered the abnormality of the county magistrate Wei, "Hey, I said you don't be so serious. These are all young people, so how can they have such deep attainments? It's almost the same. I was so angry that I came to have a drink with me!"

"What a poem, what a poem!" County Governor Wei laughed.

There seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes, and he spoke excitedly: "My way is not alone, but my way is not alone!"

The beautiful bearded man has never seen County Magistrate Wei lose his composure. County Magistrate Wei has always been in a state of distortion and his expression remains unchanged. Unexpectedly, he was moved to this by a small poem?

He was also a little curious, put down his wine glass, stretched out his hand and said, "What poem can make our Wei Bangyan so excited that he shed tears. Come and give me a look."

County Magistrate Wei threw the paper gently in the air and said, "You have to listen to this little student's remarks on this poem, so that it will be more interesting."

The paper turned into a butterfly of dreams. After flying in the air, Gu Qiubai's melodious voice sounded!

"I lie in the lonely village without mourning myself, and I still think of guarding Luntai for the country."

This is a patriotic lyric poem. When the beautiful bearded man heard it, he felt that it was just an ordinary patriotic poem. Why was he so moved that he cried?

However, as the chanter recited with affection and fullness, he was immediately put into a desolate atmosphere.

He seemed to see a lonely patriot lying stiffly in the lonely and deserted countryside, thinking in his heart that he was guarding the frontier for the country.

The beautiful bearded man is still savoring one or two sentences, and the third or four sentences echo again, and the picture and artistic conception of the whole poem suddenly change!

"Lying late at night, listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the ice river come into my dreams."

Reciting word by word, a scene gradually appeared in front of you. On a stormy night, the lonely raindrops were drizzling.

Until the last sentence "Iron Horse and Ice River Come to Dream" appeared, the beautiful bearded man shook his whole body!

It seemed as if I felt like I was riding a war horse in armor across the frozen river to fight the northern battlefield.

A passionate and heroic feeling rushed to his head, making him unable to help but want to pick up the sword in his hand and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy!

"I lie in the lonely village without mourning myself, and I still think of guarding Luntai for the country."

"Lying late at night, listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the ice river come into my dreams."

This poem is simply amazing. There is no sentence in the whole text describing war, but it still makes people feel excited and unable to control themselves.

The bearded man savored it carefully, and after a long time he sighed, "It's indeed a good poem."

He looked at County Governor Wei again and finally knew why he was so excited!

County Governor Wei was not just an ordinary scholar. When the country was in turmoil, he abandoned Wen Cong Wen and took the initiative to fight in the north, making great achievements for the country!

Unfortunately, he was later trapped by corrupt officials, causing him to return from the battlefield, and then he was demoted to this remote village and became the county magistrate of Nanyang County.

Although he lived in seclusion here, he was full of patriotism and always wanted to return to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Doesn’t this poem express his emotions?

"This year, a rare talent has really emerged." The beautiful bearded man stroked his beard, "Aren't there two poems, and one pastoral poem?"

"Don't worry, this pastoral poem is even more wonderful." County Magistrate Wei exclaimed, "I have lived here for many years and I believe I can't write such a good poem."

"Brother Wei, don't keep it a secret, take it out and take a look."

After hearing the previous poem, the beautiful bearded man was curious about this poem, and he was so anxious that he blew his beard and stared at him.

County Magistrate Wei laughed and threw the paper into the sky. In an instant, the butterfly of Impression transformed out.

Gu Qiubai's voice changed and became a little leisurely and leisurely, as if he had turned into an old farmer.

"The hut is built in a human world, but there is no noise from chariots and horses.

I ask you how can you? Your heart is far away from you.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains.

The mountain atmosphere is beautiful day and night, and the birds return together.

There is a true meaning in this,

I have forgotten to tell the truth.”

The beautiful bearded man chewed carefully, as if he had turned into an old farmer, living in seclusion in the depths of the southern mountain, leisurely picking chrysanthemums and returning home with the flying birds.

He clapped his hands and couldn't help but exclaim again: "It's amazing, it's really amazing!"

"This whole poem is profound and eternal, and it always reveals a sense of leisure and tranquility, especially the 'picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountain', which makes people yearn for it." Meilang said openly, "This poem seems to be written by this young student temporarily, otherwise it would be impossible to integrate the Nanshan where the Qingfeng Poetry Festival was held so perfectly!"

"I appreciate the last sentence, 'There is true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to speak if I want to argue.'. How free and leisurely this is. The true meaning in it is not worth telling outsiders. This is the true meaning of retreat." County Governor Wei was intoxicated.

"It seems that there are really amazing people in the world. If you compare this, the boy from the Ji family will be completely compared." The bearded man stroked his beard, "If this young man did not cheat, he must be the leader this time, right?"

County Magistrate Wei looked at the white paper in his hand and couldn't let it go. He couldn't bear to put it down. The more and more papers on the ground, he was already distracted.

"Okay, look at you, you don't look like a county magistrate. Go and see the poems that follow. Maybe there are good poems." The beautiful bearded man cursed with a smile.

The governor of Wei County looked at the poems that emerged afterwards, but the pearls and jade were in front of him. When he looked at the others, he was just as chewed with wax, so he couldn't read them carefully.

After finally passing a stick of incense, no new poems appeared. County Magistrate Wei grabbed Meiren and said openly: "Let's go, follow me down the mountain to see this talented man. I'm very curious. Who can write such a poem!"

At the foot of the mountain, Gu Qiubai and others stopped and waited for the Nanyang County Magistrate to issue a Qingfeng Token.

Gu Qiubai was not worried that his poems would not be selected. After all, if these two poems could not be selected, the others would definitely have no chance.

These two poems he specially selected, and that patriotic poem was the masterpiece "The Wind and Rain Work on November 4th" by Lu You, a famous poet of the Song Dynasty.

Along the way, Gu Qiubai heard Liu Changzong talk about the deeds of County Magistrate Wei. This poem coincided with County Magistrate Wei's life.

As for pastoral poetry, it was written by Tao Yuanming, a famous pastoral poet in the Jin Dynasty, and it is more in line with the current environment. It is most suitable to use it here.

"Brother Gu, do you think how many of us can get the Qingfeng Order and enter the Nanshan ahead this time?"

Seeing that Qingfeng order had not come out for a long time, Liu Changzong couldn't help but feel anxious.

"There shouldn't be such a huge square in front of you, so at most one or two thousand people can enter." Gu Qiubai said casually.

"Hey, I hope I'm there." Liu Changzong shook his head, "I was too nervous before. #46 Actually, I think I have a few more wonderful poems later."

"Brother Gu, are you sure? I heard that many talented men came this time, and the leader of the previous provincial examinations also came."

"I am lucky if I get it, but I am lucky if I lose it. I should be more aware of it." Gu Qiubai smiled slightly.

"Brother Gu is really free and easy, Changzong really admires it!"

In a corner of the square, a girl wearing a green fur coat and a small-looking girl said, "Miss, can we get the Qingfeng Order by writing these few poems?"

"Why, Xiaoqing, do you look down on your lady?" A pretty girl wrinkled her nose.

"I don't dare." Xiaoqing said.

"Okay, after all, we came out sneaking out, so don't be too high-profile, so as not to attract attention. Just be able to barely get the Qingfeng Order and enter the next round. I just want to see if this Haoran Kingdom, which is known as the "Talented Man Country", is really worthy of its name?"

At this moment, the sky fluctuated together, and in the light curtain, two figures flew out with swords. It was County Governor Wei and Meilang Gong.

The people in the square below looked over in surprise, and the person with some eyes immediately recognized him and said loudly: "Meet the Governor Wei!"

"Meet the Governor Wei!"

"The young student is polite."

The quarrel below suddenly became a stolen porridge. County Magistrate Wei nodded and said, "I have read all your poems and written them well. I hope you can continue to work hard and write them without any hesitation."

The beautiful bearded man raised his lips, but he didn't expect that the usual straightforward and quick-talking County Governor Wei would even speak politely.

County Magistrate Wei looked down and looked around and said, "Dare you ask which gentleman Gu Qiubai is?"
Chapter completed!