Chapter 320: The Qingyu case comes out and everyone is attracted to it
Although separated by layers of gauze curtains, Jia Lan could still feel Song Yuner's excitement from her slightly trembling figure in the waterside pavilion.
Jialan smiled proudly.
Sure enough! Time travel means being a copycat. Copying books is fun for a while, and copying books will always be fun.
The world of Red Mansions is similar to the ancient China. However, this world is true and false, false and true, and true and false. Although the overall context is similar, many people and things are different from Jialan's original history.
It existed in the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties.
Everyone from Li Bai to Du Pu also has them.
But there are also different characters, such as the great writer Jiaxuan Xin Qiji.
In the original history of Jialan, Xin Qiji was undoubtedly a figure with unrealized ambitions. Lu You lamented that he was "overqualified and short-sighted, and used what was lamented by the ancients. Guan Zhong and Xiao He were useless."
Exhausted mentally and physically, he wrote "Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still earn a living?" in Beigu Pavilion. Finally, he died suddenly, and when he was dying, he shouted "Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"
In the end, only his words will be remembered by the world.
But in the world of Red Mansions, although he is still disappointed in the official pictures, in other aspects Xin Qiji is undoubtedly a great writer and martial arts master.
Yes, you read that right, he was a great martial arts master, and also practiced both Confucianism and Wushu. After his death, he was enshrined in the Confucius Temple as the "Xian Confucian". He also founded a sect and founded the famous Yi Jian Pavilion. It can be said that he is a generation leader.
The master of martial arts, his culture of practicing both civil and martial arts has deeply influenced the Southern Province. There are stories circulating that Emperor Gao of the Xia Dynasty and the Second Duke of Rongning were also initially influenced by Mr. Jiaxuan's style of practicing martial arts. Although the story cannot be verified, it is likely that
After the founding of the Xia Dynasty, the imperial court treated Yi Jiange with great courtesy, and there was a hint that it would be one of the three major sects in the world along with Shaolin and Hengshan.
At first, when Jialan heard such a magical story, his first reaction was that it was impossible.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable for such a thing to happen to Xin Qiji, because no matter what time and space it is, Xin Qiji is not a powerless scholar.
Fierce generals described in literary works will probably be given the title "Searching for the head of an enemy general from a crowd of thousands of troops, like picking out an object from a bag."
Xin Qiji's level was even higher than this. He captured the enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops, escaped from tens of thousands of enemy camps, got rid of the chasing enemy, and galloped back to offer prisoners to Lin'an. People at that time were
He praised: "The heroic voice made Confucian scholars rise up for it, and the Holy Emperor sighed three times when he saw it."
"Work".
Like the scholar Dongpo, who was famous for his bold and bold words, Xin Qiji was also an extremely heroic person.
It is said that in the world of Red Mansions, he had no intention of the Northern Expedition because the imperial court's opinions tended to be peaceful. He realized one night in grief and anger: Since we can't live as high as a temple, it is better to live far away from the rivers and lakes and write books to enlighten the people's wisdom.
So he stayed away from the court, went all the way west, and built Yijian Pavilion in Xichuan.
Although he had established a sect, Xin Qiji still continued to write. In his early years, his style of writing was impassioned, majestic, and full of indomitable fighting spirit. It pushed the bold style of writing since Su Shi to its peak. In his middle age, he was not recognized for his talent, and he had some achievements.
Feelings, but still not changed from heroic, clear-cut, sonorous and powerful. After one day of enlightenment, the style of poetry has also made a breakthrough, and there is a feeling of returning to nature. The vigorous and angry momentum in the early years has been greatly restrained, but it has a kind of outline.
The charm of Ren Xia.
There is another incident that deeply affected Xin Qiji's writing style.
Xin Qiji, who was frustrated in court, had a happy family. He married three wives, and he had as many as six concubines named in his poems alone. He gave birth to eight sons and two daughters.
Perhaps it is because of his happy life that the peerless Lantern Festival poem "The Sapphire Case·Yuanxi Festival" has not been published, and now it is easier for Jia Lan.
Among the waterside pavilions.
After Song Yuner pushed a strand of hair from her cheek back to her ears, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Crimson stained her almond-shaped face.
It wasn't until just now that Jia Lan's words "Sister Yoona" woke her up that she was shocked to realize her gaffe: she had actually forgotten that Jia Lan, who was standing outside the gauze tent at this time, was only twelve years old.
Only twelve years old...
She has seen many romantic and self-proclaimed talents. Whether they are false or true, no one can move her like Jia Lan tonight.
Song Yun'er lowered her head and looked at her calloused hands holding the pipa in her arms, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
[You were born before I was born, but I was born into you and you are already old...His glory and prosperity are my old age...Sad, deplorable, and ridiculous.]
[However, he said that people are neither noble nor humble, and he still called me sister...is this considered a blessing for me?]
I had just revealed my true feelings for a moment, and I thought Jia Lan would be frightened, but I never expected that he would actually give a response that surprised Song Yuner.
As she thought about it, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
Only in a hurry can we see the true love.
Although they cannot see each other in person, the emotions of the Song family can still be felt by Jia Lan through spiritual sense. The high and low emotions, as well as the slight sigh of relief at the end, all mean that the people in the gauze tent have experienced
An ups and downs of psychological activity, maybe it is exciting, but like water spilled on the ground, it quickly seeps into the ground and is difficult to trace.
Just as Jia Lan was stunned, several footsteps came.
A pair of jade hands passed through the gauze curtain and gently pushed it to both sides, and the Song family slowly came out.
The gauze tent moves with the wind, and the light yellow light shines on it, forming a beautiful light and shadow.
In the center of light and shadow is Song Yoona.
Jialan was shocked.
Unexpectedly, Master Song, the most famous person in the Jiaofang Division, actually looks gentle and quiet.
She was wearing a plain coat and skirt, with a row of red peonies embroidered along her lapels. Her fair and delicate jade neck was hidden in the thin stand-up collar.
Neutralizing the face, Song Yuner has a delicate face, with bright and clear eyes, a straight nose, and lightly pursed lips. She exudes a unique charm that combines brightness and charm, which immediately hit Jialan's aesthetic taste. p>
In other words, perhaps because of her background, Song Yoon-ah’s beauty is very modern.
Yes, it’s that fashion star feeling.
People of every era always laugh at old fashions, but follow new fashions religiously. However, changing them over and over again is not only difficult to understand for a while, but also becomes ridiculous in the end, so in the end it is still those things.
It is said that among the Red Mansions, from Jia Baoyu on down, there are many refined people who yearn for equality and freedom.
However, they were born in the era, and they are bound to be limited to the era in the end, and the same is true for dressing up.
From what Jia Lan sees, Jia Baoyu, who has the most romantic nature, only dresses elegantly and elegantly. In essence, he is still a classical person. Like Mr. Yushan, what Jia Baoyu hates is only "cannibalistic ethics."
"rather than classical culture.
Song Yoona is different.
Although she was wearing classical clothes, the aura she exuded was so unique that Jia Lan was slightly distracted.
But I saw Song Yun'er's bright eyes staring at Jia Lan without blinking, as if she wanted to remember his face firmly.
Afterwards, Song Yuner bowed down and said: "Thank you Jie Yuanlang for the gift of lyrics."
"Sister Yoona, you don't have to be polite." Jia Lanxu said with support.
Song Yun'er smiled sweetly: "Xie Yuanlang is pretending to be confused. With such a famous article, I dare say that no one will dare to speak nonsense in front of Xie Yuanlang from now on."
Jia Lan smiled and said: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm just happy to be quiet."
Song Yun'er glanced at Jia Lan thoughtfully: "So, the Nu family has got a great opportunity for nothing."
Jia Lan shook his head: "No matter how good the lyrics are, you still need a close friend. The Song Dynasty's singing voice is unparalleled in the world, so that the lyrics can be expressed in form and sound."
"Are you also calling Master Song?" Song Yun'er kicked her eyes and shouted in a playful voice.
"Sister Yoona."
"Yes!" Song Yuner nodded with satisfaction: "Jie Yuanlang..."
Jia Lan interrupted: "Sister Yun'er, just call me Lan Geer. You and I treat each other as brother and sister, and there is no need to worry about the secular title."
Song Yun'er looked at Jia Lan blankly for a moment, then looked back silently and returned to the waterside pavilion.
The gauze swayed, leaving only the beautiful shadow in the curtain.
"Brother Lang, please rest assured that the slave family will certainly live up to its trust and make this unparalleled poem famous all over the world!"