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Chapter 249 New Wine Fu

In the main hall of Ou Mansion, smoke curled up, lights were decorated, and eight square tables were placed. The guests sat in various positions according to age and origin, watching Ouyang Xiu come in from the outside, and gave him the best wishes.

After he sat down on the main seat, the guests asked him: "Is the drunkard just offering sacrifices to heaven?"

Ouyang Xiu nodded and said with a smile: "I pray to God that my Song Dynasty will be prosperous and prosperous this year!"

"You are so sincere!" Everyone nodded. Last year in the Song Dynasty was really difficult. There were natural disasters and disasters. The natural disasters were heavy rains across the country, and the people suffered severely; the disaster was the Six Pagoda River Project. If Ouyang Xiu had listened to it,

If we had some advice, or if those dog officials didn't act without authorization, I'm afraid it wouldn't have caused such a big disaster, and there wouldn't have been so many people who became unjust ghosts.

In the past year, the Song Dynasty's nationwide disaster relief efforts had resulted in a sharp drop in state treasury revenue. If things continue to be difficult to live in this year, there will probably be big trouble.

"I heard that from yesterday until the Lantern Festival, the officials will fast and pray in the palace..." Everyone commented: "Yes, God bless me, the Song Dynasty cannot withstand repeated troubles."

"Okay, everyone, get your feelings together." Ouyang Xiu picked up the refilled wine glass and raised his voice: "Don't let me, a shameless old thief, affect the celebration, let's get started!"

Everyone raised their glasses to wish a happy New Year. After drinking, Cai Xiang, who was sitting at Ouyang Xiu's table, smiled and said: "The drunkard is old, but he is neither a thief nor shameless." Cai Xiang is called Su Huang.

Mi Cai is also called Cai. He is good at writing and drinking tea. He is Ouyang Xiu's best friend.

"How come you are not a thief? You are a thief when you are old and do not die." Ouyang Xiu shook his head and smiled: "I am already half a hundred years old, but I am not dead yet, am I a thief?" Everyone laughed and heard him continue: "Last night I dreamed of myself.

My head is full of white hair and all my teeth are missing. When I woke up today, I found that I was missing a few teeth. Isn’t this shameless?”

Everyone burst into laughter, and Ouyang Xiu also laughed. But this smile seemed to be mixed with some unspeakable pain... Feng Tangyi was old, Li Guang was difficult to seal, and his ambition was not fulfilled, and he died first. This is the greatest sorrow of a man.

At this time, the singer came to the hall to sing, and sang Mei Yaochen's "Su Zha Mu", "The dike is flat, the smoke is in the villa, the grass is luxuriant, and the sky is dawning after the rain..." This is his most classic song.

Everyone was dancing in harmony and singing along with the singers: 'Only Yu Lang is the youngest. His spring robe is rusty, and its tender color is suitable for photographing..."

When I sang the line "It's a shame for the king and grandson, I don't remember the early return date. The pear blossoms have faded and the spring has come again." Everyone was immersed in the melodious melody, but at the end, "The setting sun all over the ground, the green color and the old smoke..."

The elderly guests sighed: "It turns out that Sheng Yu is also old..."

"I'm not afraid of old age, and who is not old? What I'm afraid of is that there will be no successors in the literary world." Mei Yaochen shook his head with a smile and said: "Fortunately, God has been kind to the Song Dynasty. There are many talents in the history, and all the talents here today are

, can replace us old guys and hold up the moral articles of the world." He raised his wine glass and greeted the juniors present: "More than that, we also have to bear the heavy responsibility of 'promoting the kings to be Yao and Shun, and saving the people from hunger and cold'.

It’s on you!”

"That's wrong." Ouyang Xiu shook his head and said: "Young people take over too early, which is to encourage the growth of young people. Tragedies like the Qingli New Deal will happen. We old guys can't just give up their jobs. We have to support them until they grow up and can really stand up.

He was buried again during the Jiangshan period of the Great Song Dynasty."

"As an old man, he has ambitions for thousands of miles. In his old age, a martyr has great ambitions." Mei Yaochen said with a smile, "As long as he is not old and foolish." This caused everyone to burst into laughter.

The singer sang Ouyang Xiu's "Youth Tour" again. The atmosphere at the banquet became lively. Ouyang Xiu took a sip of the wine in the glass, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a long time and said: "This wine is really strong. From the throat to the chest, it feels like a ball of fire is burning.

.It makes people’s whole body so hot that they want to sing while playing the sword!” He nodded heavily and praised: “This is the kind of wine men drink.”

"It's just that from now on, we can no longer drink from whales." Mei Yaochen said with a bitter smile: "Otherwise, I will be drunk to death."

"This wine is worth as much as gold," Cai Jing said with a smile, "I'm afraid you can't afford it."

"By the way, I always talk about this wine." Ouyang Xiu asked with a smile: "Don't it have a name?"

Everyone then looked at Chen Ke who was sitting in the corner. Chen Ke stood up and replied: "Teacher, I haven't named you yet, so I would like to ask the teacher and the seniors to give me one." Everyone was very moved when they heard this.

In this dynasty of scholar-bureaucrats, they had the most generous incomes and did not have to worry about being confiscated and beheaded. They could just enjoy life to the fullest. They drank the best wine, hugged the most beautiful women, wrote the most gorgeous poems, and pursued the most perfect life.

, and desperately pursue elegance... Is there anything more elegant in the world than naming a fine wine?

And if the wine is really good, their name will even be remembered through the ages.

"It's a good sign to taste the new wine in Yuanchun!" I don't know whether it was because of the alcohol or the excitement. Old Ouyang Xiu's face flushed and said: "We can't live up to Zhong Fang's kindness. Everyone, I suggest that each of you fill a glass.

How about using this wine as the theme and writing a poem for each?"

Mei Yaochen was the first to agree. Everyone also praised the elegance of this move and called for hot wine to moisten the pen.

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Ouyang Xiu is now a Hanlin scholar waiting for an imperial edict. He is acquainted with Taichang Temple and ceremonial matters. He has been awarded the title of Captain of Light Vehicles. The Captain of Light Vehicles is the fifth of the twelve-level honors and ranks fourth. He has just been granted the title of Founding Marquis of Le'an County and is the ninth.

At the same level of nobility, one can be granted the title of marquis with a settlement of more than 1,000 households. An additional 500 households can be added to the settlement, for a total of 1,300 households. Continuously promoted through official promotions and honorary titles, one has entered the ranks of princes and nobles.

His income also skyrocketed. In one year, his various incomes reached more than 6 million yuan, and his family's financial situation has naturally improved greatly. High-quality rice paper of various sizes is always available in the hall, and seven or eight newly hired people in the family

The little maid in Tsing Yi immediately took out pieces of cut rice paper from the cabinet on the wall and delivered them to each guest's table.

The ink in the inkstone box was also soaked with fine silk. Now it was placed on the incense burner and roasted briefly, and it melted. The hall became quiet for a while, and people spread out their pens, inks, papers and inkstones. While they were still concentrating on ideas, Su Shi was already writing.

Rufei wrote a poem "New Wine Fu" in one breath.

Ouyang Xiu walked over gently, picked up Su Shi's article, read it once, nodded repeatedly, and read it loudly:

"This wine is made transparent in the dish, and its fat and luster is obtained in cooking. It is cooked with millet and wheat, and the sound of boiling is noisy. The taste is sweet and clear, and I sigh at the unique height of its secluded appearance. Knowing how sweet and sour it is, it makes me laugh.

The grapes from Liangzhou are like the fattened ones from the Jade Pond, not the steamed lamb from Neifu. You can use the gall vine patterned bottles and recommend the frost claws from the stone crabs."

As he read, the old man shook his head and was deeply intoxicated: "I drank so much every day that I felt that I could escape from the punishment of heaven. I threw my stick and set off, letting go of the children's restraints. Looking at the mountains in the west, I wanted to wear my clothes.

He traveled across the peaks of the mountains and caught the flying deer hanging on the wall. From there he entered the sea, surrounded by clouds and waves that shook the sky. He sent Fu Ji, Ruan Zhilun, and other heroes from the Eight Immortals. He or she rode on a lin and beat the wind, fighting for the harvest.

And Lao Cao turned the white silk scarf upside down and dripped the palace brocade robe!'

It was not just him, everyone praised in unison and wrote: "No need to write anymore, this article is so precious that it will make people feel blessed!"

Mei Yaochen laughed loudly and said: "Su Zizhan was born, we mortals have no choice but to stay away!"

After hearing this, the Su family and his son couldn't help but feel excited... No matter what the result of this imperial examination is, Su Shi has won such high praises as "Meo" and will definitely be famous all over the world!

"That's not necessarily the case." Han Wei is a die-hard fan of Wang Anshi. Hearing this, he shook his head and laughed: "Wang Jiefu's talent is not inferior to that of heaven and man."

"Oh, that's right." Ouyang Xiu laughed happily and said, "There are still Jiefu's masterpieces to appreciate. How lucky are we today?" He walked to Wang Anshi and said, "Jiefu, take out your masterpiece and let me see it."

I will recite it for everyone."

Wang Anshi had been lost in thought. When Ouyang Xiu shouted in a loud voice, he raised his head and looked at him blankly.

"Ouyang Gong wants to read your poem." Su Xun, who was sitting next to him, kindly reminded him.

"Oh." Wang Anshi nodded, then shook his head and said, "I haven't written anything yet."

"No way," Ouyang Xiu said in disbelief: "Jiefu is a top scholar, writing a poem is like drinking water!"

"Is it because I heard Zizhan's talent and didn't want to compete with him?" Mei Yaochen likes to tell jokes, but too many words lead to mistakes. As soon as he said these words, it made people feel uncomfortable... But looking at Su Xun's face

The faint arrogance on his face showed that the Su family's father and son were not among those who felt uncomfortable.

"I have never drunk this kind of wine," Wang Anshi said with a stern look on his face, "so I don't know how to praise it."

"That's it." Ouyang Xiu then saw that the wine glass in front of him was still full, and he couldn't help but asked with concern: "Jiefu, everyone has drank, why are you the only one who hasn't touched a drop of wine?"

"Please forgive me, Mr. Ouyang." Wang Anshi then realized that Ouyang Xiu was already standing beside him. He quickly stood up and saluted, but still said calmly: "I never drink too much alcohol."

"I see..." Ouyang Xiu nodded, suddenly laughed and said, "The rules have been changed today!" As he said this, he actually held the wine glass in his own hand and told Wang Anshi to drink it.

"I can't." Under the attention of everyone, Wang Anshi shook his head stubbornly and said, "I won't drink today." He took the wine glass with both hands and put it on the table.

There is no reason, even if you don’t drink, you won’t drink.

Everyone's eyes suddenly became less friendly, and they felt that this person was giving too much face.

Su Xun couldn't stand it any longer, so he tugged at Wang Anshi's belt and whispered, "Give the drunkard some face."

Wang Anshi remained unmoved and ignored him, which made Lao Su very unhappy.

Ouyang Xiu was also embarrassed by the boss. Fortunately, he had an open-minded temperament and laughed at himself: "Okay, men should be so tough. I think I had the same temper when I was young. No matter how much you put a knife on my neck, I won't change my mind.

of!"

Everyone praised him in unison and covered up the embarrassment.

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