"Brother Guancen, Mr. Fu'an has already spoken, and you still have to push back, so just tell me, what masterpieces has our newcomer, the empty guest, made?"
Wu Sile said happily.
At this stall, the three old men with white beards hadn't been killed by him, and they were cracking the treasure box for him. He was waiting for the treasure box to come out, and he was in a good mood.
Now that everyone got together, before they knew it, the topic turned to Kong Kongke who lived in a hut by the Xiangshui River.
In fact, in the past few months, a new celebrity appeared on the edge of the Xiangshui River. His surname was Xu Mingyi, and his nickname was "empty". He became famous and shocked the world.
In particular, as soon as the Sanxianyuan case came out that day, Kong Kongke recited a sentence "Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads out to make flat boats", and then hung the seal and returned. With the help of Yu Dushi, public opinion fermented, Xu Yi became famous.
Later, during the Fairy Forest City Gathering, the poems and articles that Xu Yi casually uttered were spread by interested people, and the reputation of the empty guest grew bigger and bigger.
People often go to visit, but no one can see the empty guest.
And in the past two months, sentences about the void guest have spread from time to time, so that the popularity of the empty void guest has not dissipated, but it has become more and more intense.
Zuo Jian said with a smile, "Oh, so I was talking about that emptiness guest. Recently, I have heard of his reputation quite a bit. Especially the sentence 'sparse shadows and slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance floating in the moon and dusk' is the most popular In my heart, as soon as this sentence comes out, the words written about Mei can be completely useless."
Zuo Jian talked about a long-bearded middle-aged man on the left, with an unhappy expression on his face, and said, "Although Xu Yi has some poetic talent, but all of his poems are broken sentences, who knows where he got them, otherwise, ordinary people will write poems. Poetry and lyrics, there is no abruptness, there must always be a continuation. In my opinion, this person just got some ancient scrolls, searched for chapters and sentences from them, in order to invite high fame."
Liu Guancen immediately lowered his face and said, "May I ask what your name is? Why are you so contemptuous of the empty guest."
Wu Sidao, "This gentleman's name is Bo Zhang, and he is a celebrity today."
Liu Guancen said with a sneer, "It turned out to be Mr. Bo Zhangbo, and it is normal for literati to treat each other lightly. If Mr. Bo talks about other people, Liu does not know the inside story, so he must keep silent, but when it comes to empty customers, Liu has a deep relationship with him. I know him very well. On the day of the fair in Xianlin City, other than Liu, Brother Wu Si, Brother Su Xiangjun, and Brother Su were all present at the gathering in Xianlin City that day. Poems are all written on the spur of the moment, and made on propositions. How can it be said that they are obtained by searching for chapters and extracting sentences?"
Hearing a cold snort, he said, "Brother Liu is right. On that day, I took out my nephew's painting and invited Kong Kongke to write a sentence. Kong Kongke first asked "Moonlight leaks under the forest, sparse like residual snow" and then asked "The moon is in the water" hand, make the clothes full of fragrance of flowers', the skill amazed everyone, and no one refused to accept it. How can such a master of literary mind be plagiarized."
It was Su Xiangjun who spoke, and it was this gentleman who remembered Xu Yi the most at the gathering in Xianlin City that day.
Wu Sidao, "Originally, I don't like to make a name for others, especially brother Guan Cen, but it's about the reputation of a famous person, and I can only do it for it."
Liu Guancen wondered, "What kind of talk is Brother Wu talking about, and what does it have to do with me? Why do you call it making a name for me?"
Wu Sidao, "Brother Guancen is just waiting to treat you. Listen to me, everyone. I went to visit Xu Yi at the Bamboo House in Xiangshui more than ten days ago. He invited me to drink plum blossom wine and talked at night in the bamboo forest under the moon. Suddenly it snowed heavily. , the goose feathers turned, and in an instant, the mountains and rivers were all white. Xu Yi rose from a long life, came out of the bamboo forest, went to the shore, and boarded a boat. I was surprised and asked him why. Brother Cen, I want the ark to go south for a while."
"I smiled and said, if you want to win brother Cen, how can you cross the ark? With brother Xu's cultivation, you can cross the sky and reach it in just a moment. Xu Yidao, at this elegant time, if you cross the sky, it's like burning the piano Cooking a crane is a disastrous sight. Wu is a vulgar person, and he is willing to follow the example of a master, so he boards the boat with him. It is snowy all the way, and the journey stops halfway. When the boat passes the South Lake, it encounters a pavilion in the middle of the lake, and there are people in the pavilion looking at it at night. Snow."
"I smiled and said, in this elegant time, how can a person of elegance not have elegant writing. Xu Yi immediately wrote an essay, and I was very impressed by these two sentences. The Tao will come out, and I will listen to it with you all. : The rime is foggy, the sky, the clouds, the mountains, and the water are white up and down. The shadows on the lake are just a trace of the long embankment, a little pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with Yu Zhou, and two or three grains of people in the boat."
At this point, I was interrupted by a majestic voice, "This work is neither a poem nor a word. It is neither rhythm nor rhyme. A gentleman in the world."
As soon as the man's words fell, everyone followed the sound, but it was an old man in plain robe with a clear face, everyone saluted the old man in plain robe one after another.
Zuo Jiantan looked excited, he stepped forward and held the big hand of the plain robed old man, "Brother Kuang, it's been so many years since the mountains and seas have passed, brother can come today, Zuo has no regrets."
Those who didn't know Kuang Ming's name asked privately, and when they heard that this gentleman was Kuang Ming known as "Dragon Tail", their expression immediately changed.
It's really that Yilong Kuang's name is too famous. The so-called Yilong refers to three celebrities. The three of them are collectively called Yilong, and they are all world-renowned existences.
After Kuang Ming and Zuo Jian talked about their greetings, they cupped their fists at Wu Si and said, "Brother Wu, please continue."
As soon as Zuo Jian thought about it, he immediately realized that Kuang Ming didn't come for himself, but was probably attracted by this empty guest. After all, these days, there are quite a few good sentences from this empty guest.
After figuring this out, he wasn't annoyed. Kuang Ming's presence was enough to make him look good, and spreading the word would only add luster to someone in his left.
Wu Si's heart was agitated. Although he had some reputation, when had he been so much attention.
At this moment, listening to his narration, it is no longer the dozen or so people in their small circle. The people around are attracted by the movement here. Have you heard what he said before? , were all attracted by Wu Si's story, and wanted to hear what this new celebrity could do.
Wu Si continued, "Crossing South Lake, entering Surabaya, and arriving at Qiuying Haizi where brother Guancen lives, it was already midnight, and the wind and snow had stopped. When the boat reached the shore, Xu Yi suddenly stopped, staring blankly for a while, suddenly I flew back in the air. I was surprised and asked him, why did he come to the ground and see Brother Guancen after traveling through the wind and snow for thousands of miles."
"Xu Yi replied, I came here on a whim and returned when I was exhausted, so why should I see Liu?"
At this point, Wu Si stopped talking, he knew how to leave a good story blank.
His words settled down, and the audience was silent for a long time.
"It's such a good one who came here in high spirits, and returned when the excitement was exhausted. Why should I see Liu? Such a casual and open-minded person is really like a spring breeze. Brother Guancen, your name will be widely spread because of this matter, maybe it will last forever, how can you It's just a treat."
Su Xiangjun loudly broke the silence in the arena.