It has been said since ancient times that there is no best in literature, but if you really look at literature and history, you will find that Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty and Su Shi of the Song Dynasty are really hard to find opponents in their fields. There is Xin Qiji who can fight against them, but
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The two people who are locked up here today are Su Shi and Huang Tingjian. The relationship between the two is very subtle. They are both teachers and friends. Su Shi is eight years older than Huang Tingjian, and there is not much difference in age. The two have always had a close relationship with Su Shi.
Huang Hecheng's beautiful talk. Although to be fair, Huang Tingjian wanted to check Su Dongpo's position in all aspects, but it was just a position. He was equivalent to the old irons around him who could only call 666. He didn't know how tall he was.
Already.
Today, there is a controversy over a dish of Su Zao Rou, but this Su Zao Rou does not refer to the old BJ Su Zao Rou many years in the future, but the well-known Dongpo Pork, because this thing was invented by Su Dongpo himself.
But it was somewhat inappropriate to call him Dongpo Rou directly in front of him before he died, so everyone agreed to call it Su Zao Rou and call it Dongpo Rou after he died.
At this stage, Su Dongpo was in his early thirties. Due to historical changes, neither his wife nor his mother died. It was a time when he was in high spirits. He just showed off a few days ago: "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to wear heavy makeup."
I praised the unparalleled beauty of Hangzhou, and today during the day, I played "Look northwest, shoot at the wolf" and sighed deeply at the sadness of being unable to leave my homeland.
In the evening, I originally made an appointment with Huang Tingjian to come over to have a drink and enjoy the autumn. Unexpectedly, Huang Tingjian insisted on saying that the Su Zao Pork in this restaurant was more delicious than Dongpo’s own Su Xianer.
How can you bear it? When he was a general judge in Hangzhou, Su Dongpo was a man who dared to run around the city naked and perform rites when he lost a bet. How could he tolerate his ridicule?
So the two began to fight in public. Su Shi, who had had a few drinks, said that he would not bully you Huang Tingjian. Let's compete on calligraphy first.
It is well known that Huang Tingjian's poetry is not as good as Su Shi's, but his calligraphy... I just want to stick my middle finger in Su Dongpo's face and ask him how old he is.
So the two of them really got into a fight, and after drinking some wine, the two of them had a lot of thoughts and wrote fourteen articles in a short period of time.
head.
When the Yelu brothers and sisters went over and took a look, they found that the people around them were cheering, and Su and Huang Erxian were going crazy. A circle had been cleared for them to compete in the ring, and those things they had thrown aside after writing were directly taken away by the owner of the restaurant.
I took it to the onsite surface and hung it up.
These two people are the superstars of this era. They are really the superstars who would dig through their garbage dumps just for their calligraphy. Those who are going crazy here today and saying that they are disturbing people are somehow seriously ill. How many people have money?
It's a good thing that you can't ask for. For today's fairy show, the owner of the restaurant has announced that everyone will be free of charge. You can imagine how huge the influence of these two grandfathers is.
In the first calligraphy competition, Huang Tingjian won, not surprisingly, but when he saw people competing first for Su Dongpo's words and then for his, he suddenly burst into laughter, put down his pen and stretched out his arms: "In the end, it's still Dongpo who is still the best."
Mr. Poe is superior."
When Su Dongpo saw him like that, he also burst into laughter: "You lose or you win. If you can deceive others, can you still deceive yourself? If you lose, you lose."
After Su Xianer finished speaking, she put down her brush, rolled up her sleeves and said, "But in this second game, Lu Zhi, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to win."
Huang Tingjian claimed to be a banished immortal, and he was more arrogant than anyone else. When he saw what Su Xian said, he slapped the table: "Bring me some paper!"
The boy next to him smiled and hurriedly carried the paper to the two of them. The reason why he carried it was because the boss was really willing to carry it. Hundreds of pieces of the best Xuancheng paper would be enough to go to a wealthy family.
A year's worth of expenses.
But they didn't care at all, because he definitely made a lot of money today. Not only could he use Su Huang Erxian to promote it, but he could also get the genuine handwriting. This stuff is hard to find, but today he got a lot of it at once. I'm afraid it's
I laugh every night when I dream.
The two of them drank some more wine, and they were obviously a little drunk. High-quality distilled wine has appeared in Yuhang. The wine that appeared in advance made all the poets get excited about poetry, but it was just a fly in the ointment that Li Bai couldn't catch up.
Serve this bowl of scented ants, because some people always wonder what it would be like if Li Banxian met Su Xianer.
"Tell me, since you lost last time, you will be the one to challenge this time."
Huang Tingjian raised his neck and said to Su Dongpo, "Twenty-year-old people have their own pride and arrogance, so Su Dongpo is not polite to him: "Then I will bully you, and today I will use the bright moon as my theme.
how?"
Huang Tingjian glanced at the moon in the sky and grinned: "Come on!"
Su Shi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, then took up the 52-degree white wine and drank it all in one gulp. His body was a little unsteady, but he didn't even hesitate and started writing with a wild posture and a heroic posture.
"Looking far from the height, you can see thousands of miles in the sky, with no trace of clouds left behind. The osmanthus soul flies to the place where the light shines, soaking the autumn green all day long. The jade sky and the tower, riding the luan, come and go, people are in the cool country. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the smoke is seen in the sky
The tree is clear.
I drunkenly clapped my hands and sang wildly, raised my glass to the moon, and looked at each other as three guests. I danced and wandered back under the wind and dew. I don’t know what night it is. I wanted to ride on the wind, but I turned back, why did I ride on the wings of a roc. In the Crystal Palace, I blew the flute.
.”
After finishing writing, Su Xianer threw away the pen, fell straight back, leaned on the chair and fell asleep. Her heroic posture was unparalleled. People around her came to read the poem, and they cheered for a while.
It became a film.
Huang Tingjian had not yet started writing, but Su Shi had already finished writing and fell asleep. He put down his pen and walked over, picked up the paper and started reading it over and over again. Suddenly, he felt depressed. He took a few steps back and threw his butt.
Sitting on the chair, he also drank the strong liquor in the bowl in one gulp and laughed a few times: "I have worked hard, but it's not as good as his wonderful hands. It's better! Hahahaha..."
After saying that, he tilted his head and fell asleep. The two of them were helped into the room upstairs. After all, the liquor was very strong. They drank a pound of it each. If there was no servant around, they would be drunk if they didn't keep it.
Die.
But after they left, things became even more lively down there, because there were rules on the road, that is, whoever organized the reception would get the calligraphy and poetry at the reception. Today, the boss was making a lot of money, so everyone down there started to show up.
I asked if it was for sale, and the scramble for it got a bit overwhelming for a while.
After Xiao Jun read the song "Niannujiao", he was so shocked that he wanted to keep the calligraphy for himself. Naturally, he left his sister behind and joined the fight. The price of the calligraphy and painting was naturally not needed.
Having said that, people are going crazy, the price has been soaring to 30,000 yuan, but they have no intention of stopping yet.
Xiao Rong was not interested in this. It happened that the restaurant was not free today, so she planned to eat something.
As soon as he sat down and planned to order, he noticed three people walking in from outside. A man who looked like he was in his early twenties, followed by two people who looked like guards. Although the guards did not wear any armor, Xiao Rong, who was born in the royal family,
Judging by the gait of the man carrying the sword, he knew that he must be a royal guard, and possibly a fourth-grade sword-carrying guard who directly protected the emperor.
Such people are all top masters, and they would not look down upon thirty or fifty people. Seeing their naked eyes, you can tell that they are on full alert even here.
"Brother...brother!" Xiao Rong pulled the corner of Xiao Jun's clothes who was shouting the price: "Look over there."
Just when Xiao Rong pointed her finger over, the two inner guards had already looked in her direction in unison. Even the smallest and most undetectable movement in the crowd did not escape the tracking of those two people.
"Huh?" Xiao Jun looked at the two people's eyes: "How come there are Ouchi guards in this place?"
The two guards just ordered a few simple side dishes and were eating there with a bowl of rice. The owner of the restaurant also saw him at this time, so he held Su Shi's new work "Pitpianpidian" in his hands.
ran over.
"Sir Zhang, this calligraphy and painting is a new work written by Su Xian. I would like to express my gratitude to you and give it to you as a gift."
The person who came was none other than Brother Zhang who had finished the night shift. He had been busy with the shipyard recently, so he lived not far away. This restaurant was basically the same as his canteen.
Although he is already a fifth-grade prefect, there is no one who doesn't know him in this area, because it can be said that he is responsible for the current situation in Yuhang today. Everyone has watched this master take advantage of every opportunity in the past few years.
At work, whether it is a hot day or a cold winter, whether on the dock or in the farmland, you can always see this young man.
He was a fair-skinned boy when he first came here, but now he is a tanned man. However, as long as people in Yuhang, whether they are scholars, businessmen or farmers, all praise him, because they can live today without any hesitation.
No accident, it all depends on this young man.
Brother Zhang waved his hand: "Is your molded tofu ready? Give me a plate."
"Come here, come here." The owner of the restaurant hurriedly went to the backyard, and even casually put the precious poems and calligraphy notes into the hands of the boy next to him, not daring to neglect this gentleman at all.
And when he was eating here, the noisy crowd next to him would automatically lower their voices and bow to salute when they passed by him, completely losing their flamboyance and enthusiasm when they were facing their idols just now.
This matter may seem ordinary in the eyes of others, but it is completely different in the eyes of Xiao Jun, because fanatical pursuit and heartfelt respect are not the same concept at all. This man looks young.
, but sitting there was full of majesty. Xiao Jun had only experienced this feeling with his father.
Since he can become the crown prince, he must not be a mediocre person, so as soon as Xiao Rong called him, he had already integrated the information. He was a senior bodyguard, respected, young, and dressed in simple clothes.
With an expression of indifference, isn't this the legendary man who single-handedly built a small county into the city of An?
This is also one of the purposes of Xiao Jun's trip. His father told him that the best way to win over is to win over him, but the problem is that Xiao Jun feels that it is impossible to win over such a person, so he must either negotiate business with him or get rid of him directly.
But killing him is obviously not feasible. As long as he is in Yuhang territory, even if he chokes on drinking water and dies, the debt will be settled on his head. He knows that Daliao is very strong, but for now
, no matter how powerful the Liao cavalry is, they may not be able to defeat those monsters that burst out with sparks. As long as a few of those things appear on the battlefield, no matter how powerful the Liao cavalry is, they will be nothing more than a joke.
But just when he was about to come forward to talk, the guards behind Brother Zhang had already half-unsheathed their swords. This made the guards secretly guarding Xiao Jun also quietly take out their weapons. But just as they took out their weapons, their
Behind him, an iron rod was pressed against his waist, and then the weapons of these Liao guards were removed.
At this time, a man wearing ordinary people's clothes hurriedly walked up to the ears of the two imperial guards and whispered a few words. The guards nodded, then bent down and said: "Master Zhang, there are several royal guards of the Liao Kingdom who have been arrested."
Disarmed, I think the prince and princess of Liao are here."
Hearing this, Brother Zhang raised his head and looked around, his eyes finally fell on Xiao Jun and Xiao Rong, and then he said to their guards: "It's okay, let them come over."
Soon, under the message from the inner guards of the Song Dynasty, the tense posture between the two sides was relieved. The surroundings were still noisy, but they may not have known at all that if either party had acted impulsively just now, what would follow would be a protracted and endless fight.
The Song and Liao wars started.
A fifth-grade prefect should normally salute when seeing a prince. This is the rule. This is true even when meeting a prince from another country, because of the issue of equal treatment.
But now after Xiao Jun came over, he first saluted Brother Zhang, and then Brother Zhang returned the gift. Xiao Rong looked at this scene in a daze and had no idea why it was so inappropriate.
"It's been quite busy during this period. I didn't know you were already here and I didn't greet you well." Brother Zhang said very politely: "But you can just watch and play here, but there are many people here. If something is stolen,
If so, you can come to me."
"Don't bother brother-in-law. My roommate and I came here just to take a look. The Liao Kingdom is getting more and more decadent these days. I want to see how much money those profiteers made back home. It's not an option to continue like this.
I plan to build an official caravan to suppress those profiteers, and then I won’t have to trouble my brother-in-law."
"Let's do it." Brother Zhang smiled and said, "Tomorrow I will assign someone to take you around and visit the factories and workshops in various places."
Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment: "Is that okay? Can I see those places?"
"Yes, if you are interested, you can also experience the production process." Brother Zhang smiled and said, "But you still have to pay attention to safety."