Chapter 224 Poetry Party

Moko Lake is an artificial lake and the end point of this trip.

This lake was a large pit dug out of soil to build the city and palace when Yang Xiu, the fourth son of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, was guarding Chengdu, and stored rainwater to form a lake.

A monk from the Western Regions traveled here and said "Maha Palace Vila".

In Sanskrit, Maha means "big" and Gongpiluo means "dragon", so the lake was named "Maha Pond".

During the reign of Emperor Dezong of the Tang Dynasty, Wei Gao opened the Yuxi River and connected it with the lower reaches of the Moha Pool; during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, he commanded Bai Minzhong to open the Jinshui River and divert the river water from the west of the city into the city and into the lake. From then on, the stagnant water in the Moha Pool became living water.

After arriving in and after Shu, the Maha Pond was incorporated into the palace garden and renamed Longyue Pond. Palaces, waterside pavilions, pavilions and pavilions were built around the pond, and they were expanded again and again, covering an area of ​​ten miles.

However, this lake is famous because of Mrs. Huarui, the beloved concubine of Meng Chang, Lord of Shu.

It is said that Meng Chang was afraid of heat. Whenever it was hot, he would feel out of breath and find it difficult to sleep, so he built a crystal palace on the Mohe Pond as a place to escape the heat.

Three of the main halls are made of nanmu as pillars, agarwood as pillars, coral inlaid windows, and jasper doors. The surrounding walls are not made of bricks and stones, but are inlaid with several feet of open glass. The inside and outside are transparent and there is no barrier.

Then he moved the moon pearl from the harem, and it became bright and clear at night.

The surroundings are even more green and the red bridge is faintly visible.

From then on, on midsummer nights, the Crystal Palace was equipped with crocodile gauze tents, sapphire pillows, ice mats, and Luo quilts. Meng Chang and Mrs. Huarui spent every night here.

Su Dongpo later recalled an experience when he was a child.

"When I was seven years old, I met an old nun from Meizhou, whose surname was Zhu. I had forgotten his name. He was more than ninety years old. He said that he had followed his teacher into the palace of Meng Chang, the lord of Shu.

One day when it was very hot, the Lord and Mrs. Hua Rui got up at night and went to the Maha Pond to escape the heat. They wrote a word, which they could remember with a piece of ink.

Forty years ago, Zhu has been dead for a long time. People who don’t know this tune can only remember the first two lines of it and ponder it in their spare time. How can it be called "Dong Xian Song"?

It is a cloud of feet."

Su Dongpo could only remember the first two sentences, so the great writer simply continued it by himself. This is the famous "Song of the Cave Immortal? Jade bones and ice skin, self-cooling and no sweat."

Today's Moke Pool has declined compared to the heyday of the former Shu, and the Crystal Palace no longer exists. However, the surrounding gardens still maintain their scale. The lake still covers an area of ​​nearly a thousand acres, which is almost the same size as the West Lake in Hangzhou. It is

An excellent tourist destination.

The Sanhua Tower by the lake, which Li Bai and Du Fu visited in the Tang Dynasty, is no longer there, leaving only a platform foundation.

Now that the stage is decorated, it will be the place for today’s banquet.

Every banquet and outing must have a theme, and today’s theme is cultural gathering.

During this visit to Chengdu, the Su family presented Zhang Fangping with a large number of Meishan specialties, including the newly released magic folding fan.

It’s May and the weather is not too far behind. This is a good gift.

One side of the folding fan has scenery, flowers and plants, and the other side is blank.

Therefore, during today's banquet, I got another elegant name and inscribed fan in the elegant gathering.

The bachelor said that each of them would write a poem on the other side of the folding fan with the meaning of the painting in his hand, and the ranking would be determined by calligraphy. The winner would be rewarded with Yongchun Dew, and the worse would be punished with a full hour of wine.

The scholar-bureaucrats applauded loudly. Some were arrogant about their talent and thought this was a good time to show their faces. There were also those who were deceiving the world and stealing their fame, so they turned pale and almost wanted to leave first.

Su You gave the folding fan to Zhang Taishou, but he didn't expect that Zhang Taishou would do such an elegant thing, and he was immediately caught up in it.

I opened the folding fan worriedly, and the pattern on my folding fan was a lake scene, with pavilions and pavilions nearby, green mountains and fields in the distance, surrounded by a mist, which was somewhat similar to the scenery of Moke Pond.

After thinking about it, I jotted down a few sentences, thinking that others would not compete with children.

After a while, after everyone finished writing their inscriptions, the clerk put the folding fan back up again, and the judges were jointly judged by Zhang Xueshi, Tongpan, the Academy of Fine Arts, and the celebrities from the capital of Shu.

The reviews came out quickly, and Su You happily sat with Wei'er, waiting for the excitement.

I’ve watched a lot of time travel, and it’s generally a good time to show off and be slapped in the face. Su You has a pure soy sauce mentality, watching the fun and not being afraid of big troubles.

However, no, the best song is undoubtedly a picture of a spring boudoir.

A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold,

The flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

The singing voice from the balcony is soft,

The night falls in the swing courtyard.

The sacrificial wine stroking his white beard: "It's fresh and pleasant, joyful but not obscene. What talented person made this?"

Su You knew that there was no chance of being slapped in the face.

Because this song was written by Su Shi, it was just released earlier than expected.

Sure enough, Su Shi stood up and said, "This is the work of a student."

Zhang Fangping said with a smile: "Zizhan has been married for a year, and he really has a different experience, so he came here to receive the reward."

Everyone in the meeting burst into laughter. Academician Zhang said some obscene and obscene jokes, which were really close to the people.

Su Shi took the Yongchun Lu with a blushing face. He was very embarrassed, not because he was called newlyweds, but because he had so many Yongchun Lu in his family, Su Shi would definitely laugh at him.

He opened a folding fan to offer sacrifices to the wine: "This is the picture of seeing off guests at Qiubin. The poem is mature, but the meaning is a bit cold. Zhang Xueshi said that I, a sergeant in Shu, have great talents but cannot apply for a scholarship. I must not sink and give up.

, so the consciousness is pulled out and placed second-class. Whose masterpiece is it?"

When everyone looked at the poem, it read:

We tied the boat under the long embankment and marched southward day and night.

The thoughts of the past are changing so quickly, and the emptiness is clear and serene.

If you take pity on the distant guests, you will have a lingering affection for them.

How can I drink wine? I will be surprised when I go to my hometown.

The mountains and rivers are vast, and the climate is clear and frosty.

The good days are gone, when will we stop traveling?

This poem also has a flattering meaning of seeking advancement, but the word "pity" is so subtle that it is difficult for people to feel disgusted.

In Su You's mind, this poem was a good blend of scenes and scenes, but it could only be considered bad luck to encounter Zizhan's wonderful words such as "the flowers have fragrance and the moon has shadow".

Su Xun stood up and said, "Thank you Ming Gong for the compliment. It's just my humble work."

Su You was startled and secretly frightened. He only knew that his fast-talking cousin was sharp in writing, but he didn't know that he had such poetic power! He had underestimated him before.

Academician Zhang smiled and said: "Everyone, this is the father of Zizhan who just took the first place, Su Xun and Su Mingyun."

Everyone in Shu began to whisper, and they won one or two prizes in a row. This father and son are extraordinary.

Tong San opened the third folding fan and found a picture of orchid and stone under bamboo.

The orchid grows in the deep valley and no one knows it. The guest planting in Dongxuan leaves me with fragrance.

I know that there is clear fragrance that can relieve filth, and I even pity the delicate leaves and frost.

The roots are close to the rocks, and there are fragrant autumn grasses, and the clumps lean against them to provide shade at noon.

When I wanted to send Mi and Wu to the common hall, I saw the Ci Zhang of Chu before my eyes.

Tong San said: "To be honest, this poem is ranked third, which is a bit reluctant. If you only seek stability, you have lost your spirituality. The last couplet is too straightforward and short of charm."

"Originally, I wanted to recommend another song, but that one...that's all. Who composed this one?"

Su Che, who was at the same table, stood up and said, "The student is ashamed. His poetic talent is weak and he does not dare to stand shoulder to shoulder with his father and brother."

Everyone was in an uproar...Three masters from one discipline! Meishan's literary spirit was so prosperous?!

Many people are full of jealousy. Why?! It must be hype to gain votes! Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?!

Su Che looked at the blazing eyes and felt a thorn in his back. This was not possible. He had to shift everyone's focus. He immediately held up his hands and said, "Excuse me, I don't know what the poem you admire is? Can you let everyone take a look?"

Academician Zhang sighed and opened a folding fan: "This."

Everyone was talking about it, and then you looked at me and I looked at you. The poem was good, but this man... was a little bold, but it was a bit disappointing.

The crystal palace and the beautiful tower have been ruined for hundreds of years,

Just write down the romance on a piece of paper.

Suimin painted political security as a fan,

The song refers to the mountains and rivers that can be expanded and collected.

The meaning of this poem is: Meng Chang's Crystal Summer Palace has disappeared for a hundred years. Now we can only know the romantic deeds of the former emperor from pieces of paper and fans.

The governance of a country requires hard work and diligence. The real country is not like what is painted on a folding fan, which can be spread out at will with your fingers.

Meng Chang is a lesson learned from life to time.

Tongpan said: "This poem is a picture on a fan, integrated into the scene in front of you, and then triggers historical discussions and advises the government. It is good, but some of the words are inappropriate."

Zhang Fangping didn't take it seriously: "The Book of Songs Xiaomin says: "Fighting with fear is like facing an abyss or walking on thin ice. This is exactly what it says about the difficulty of government."

"Meng Chang of the former Shu Dynasty was obsessed with leisure and leisure, and regarded the country as a plaything. Naturally, the result was that the Qiong Tower of the Summer Palace was in ruins for a hundred years, and he just wrote down the romance on a piece of paper."

"The vision of this poem is broad and powerful, and it is full of admonishment. It sings about history because of the scenery, and praises politics because of the things. The combination is so perfect that it should be ranked first."

"However, all the judges thought it was inconsistent with the peaceful atmosphere of the festival, so they left. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Chapter completed!