The Zhang Yue family took a boat west along the canal, and the boat arrived at Guazhou and stayed overnight. (Due to caching reasons, please visit the browser directly.\nCOM website to watch the fastest chapter updates)
A few days ago, Zhang Yue had learned the news about Wang Anshi's return to the prime minister, and he was counting on the time when he could meet him on the waterway.
For a moment, Zhang Yue had the urge to meet Wang Anshi, relying on his own contribution to saving Wang Anguo and the fact that someone would always deal with Lu Huiqing after he returned to the court.
However, Zhang Yue thought about Wang Anshi's habit of letting people put their hot faces against cold buttocks, so he struggled for a while and finally gave up the idea.
But Zhang Yue still slowed down his journey and deliberately stayed for a day.
The boat passed by the land of Guazhou, overlooking the mouth of Jingkou, connecting Jiankang, the sea, and the river. In the first year of Xining, when Wang Anshi came to Beijing to pay homage to the Imperial Academy, he wrote a poem passing by here: "Between the waters of Jingkou Guazhou, Zhongshan
There are only a few mountains separated. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Zhang Yue was looking at Yangzhou from a distance at Guazhou Ferry, and he remembered Wang Anshi's poem. Later generations said that this poem was written by him when he passed by Guazhou when he was resigning from the prime ministership for the first time in the seventh year of Xining.
Here Zhang Yue can help Wang Anshi refute the rumors. Wang Anshi's "return" is definitely back to Jiangning, not "return" to the court.
When I entered Beijing for the first time, I could still pretend to be cool, but when I entered Beijing for the second time, I was exhausted from the struggle for power and my heart was tired, and I was afraid that I would never be able to write such a good poem again.
This is unlike Su Shi, whose best poems seemed to have been written on the road to relegation.
‘Don’t Cue, there are many lychees in Lingnan (I’m asking you whether Zhang Dun is angry or not).’
Therefore, it is said that the article is full of life, and Su Shi was also being relegated, so poetry and poetry flourished. The creation is so emotional that you cannot write good poems unless you are relegated.
Zhang Yue thought that he was now on the road to being demoted.
He stayed at Guazhou Ferry all night and was thinking a lot. He couldn't sleep while looking at the bright moon, so he got off the boat and took Tang Jiu, Peng Jingyi and other entourage to a wine shop on the ferry.
It was already the beginning of the eighth year of Xining, but there were many people at the ferry, and several wine shops were overcrowded.
Zhang Yue walked to a restaurant wearing a cloak. He heard that the chef of this restaurant made good fish soup, so he came because of the reputation.
The dozen or so tables in the wine shop were all filled with people, and the shopkeeper had arranged several tables together, so it was very crowded.
The shopkeeper heard that Zhang Yue wanted to eat fresh fish, so he went directly to the fishing boat moored on the river to get a big fish weighing five or six kilograms. He brought it to Zhang Yue in a basin and showed it to Zhang Yue before taking it to the kitchen.
Slaughtered.
A large basin of fresh fish soup was placed, accompanied by side dishes, fruits, and a pot of warm rice wine. Zhang Yue, Tang Jiu, and Peng Jingyi ate the fish here.
I picked up a large piece of fish with a quick pull, put it into my stomach with a glass of warm wine, and sipped a few mouthfuls of fresh fish soup. It was a magical day.
Tang Jiulian called for wine, and the waiter was busy working non-stop.
Zhang Yue sighed: "How can there be such good fish and such good wine in Bianjing? It's a good idea to go to Beijing this time."
After Zhang Yue finished speaking, a businessman from the next table came up and asked, "Your Excellency, are you from Bianjing?"
Zhang Yue nodded.
The merchant said: "We originally planned to go to Hebei to do business, but we heard that the imperial court wanted to fight the Khitan and had 300,000 troops in Baojia, Hebei. However, due to the locust plague in Hebei and Hedong, there were endless refugees, and many households moved to other places. For a while,
There is a lot of panic among people, but I don’t know if it’s true?”
Zhang Yue sighed: "Both the eviction of Shanghu and the large number of refugees in Hebei are true."
The businessman said: "How can we make a living like this? What if the Khitans really come to us?"
There were many such businessmen in the wine shop. One person said: "I just came to Bianjing and heard that Xiao Xi, the envoy of Liao Dynasty, has finally returned. However, everyone in the capital is worried. Letting Xiao Xi return home at this time must be a way to inform this dynasty.
of reality."
"Is there any minister in the court who knows how to fight and can resist the Khitan?"
"If the Lord of Liao comes to raise troops, who in the court can take responsibility for the situation?"
Another person said: "I heard that among the ministers, the only one who knows military affairs is Zhang Duanming, who recovered the seven northwest states! But I don't know why he was allowed to go out at this time?"
"Khitan soldiers are in the country, just like robbers blocking the door of a house. How can Zhang Duanming be allowed to go to the southeast instead?"
One person sneered and said: "What's not to know about this? I heard that Zhang Duanming was at odds with a certain husband in the court, so the other party certainly didn't want him to go further and further away."
"Hey, party struggle! Another party struggle."
"It's unreasonable to say this. Now that the Holy Emperor is in power, there won't be any party disputes. We'd better not discuss government affairs to avoid getting into trouble."
"Exactly, exactly."
Zhang Yue took a big mouthful of fresh fish. When he heard others talking about him, he just smiled, as if it didn't matter.
After leaving Beijing, his state of mind seemed to have calmed down.
However, this kind of lying down is not the numbness after being demoted from Beijing, it is just a lack of internal friction.
Whether the imperial court should use it or not is not something I can decide at this moment. Instead of getting involved in the imperial court, it would be better to lie flat in the rivers and lakes. Since Lu Huiqing sees me adding to the trouble, the worst thing I can do is 'not fight'.
However, these emotions were suddenly aroused by the other party's few words, and Zhang Yue knew that he was still 'unable to lie down' after all.
Everyone was chatting in the wine shop, but Zhang Yue's thoughts were far away. From the river waves by the ferry, he recalled the sound of fighting and iron horses back in the northwest.
Zhang Yue thought to himself that when he pacified Xihe, he was very ambitious and thought that he would play a great role after returning to the court. Who knows, but now he is forced to go to the southeast. It is really ridiculous to say that.
Thinking of this, the half-drunk Zhang Yue put on his cloak and stood up, walking to the banister of the wine shop. Unexpectedly, it started to snow lightly on Guazhoudu at night.
On a snowy night, Zhang Yue looked at the shadowy ancient ferry with great emotion. When he turned around, he saw that many poems had been inscribed on a white wall in the wine shop.
Zhang Yue thought for a moment and asked the shop assistant to bring him some pen and ink.
Zhang Yue dipped his pen in the ink, walked to an empty space in front of the wall, paused for a moment, and then began to write down the ink on the spot.
When I was young, I knew that the world was difficult, and Yan and Yun looked to the north like mountains.
The building boat is crossing Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse is passing through the ancient pass in the autumn wind.
After blocking the Great Wall, I promised myself that my hair would be empty, and my hair in the mirror would already be stained.
If you become a master and show off your real name in the world, no one can compare to you in a thousand years.
After writing this, Zhang Yue stared at the writing on the wall and thought to himself, Lu Huiqing, didn't you ask me to go as far as possible? I am not as good as you want.
Zhang Yue signed next to the poem, Uucheng Shozaburo!
After finishing writing, Zhang Yue still wanted to fight with Lu Huiqing, but in the end, his ambition to serve the country could not be eliminated. Then he called Tang Jiu, and Peng Jingyi immediately returned to the ship to rest, and left Guazhou the next day.
Cross.
As for Zhang Yue's poem in the wine shop, no one cared about it for a while.
Two days later, an official on his way to Bianjing happened to pass by this place. He also came to the wine shop to eat fish and wine.
When he was drunk, he went out to sober up and had nothing to do, but he also read the poem on the wall.
Most of these poems are ridiculous and difficult to understand, but when I read "I knew the world was difficult at an early age", I stopped.
Not only was this poem a good poem, but the words were even better. When the official wondered who had written this poem, he saw the inscription on the side.
Seeing this, the official hesitated, so he immediately copied it down. A few days later, as the official came to Beijing, this poem also spread in Bianjing.
Just like Ouyang Xiu was demoted to the state and worked as a drunkard in the pavilion and was remembered by Emperor Renzong, this poem made the officials and people in the court read Zhang Yue's name again.
