The bright moon is brighter in the sky, and the moonlight is as bright as the day.
The hazy moonlight illuminates the woodshed through the walls that are ventilated on all sides. The firewood room is still the demolition room, messy and smelly, and it lives next to the stables.
But it's not as vulgar as that woodshed.
Because there are three scholars in this firewood house, the scholar living in the firewood house is strange but extremely harmonious.
Chen Guhong sang loudly, pointing his fingers into palms, and beating the wooden basin under his crotch with his palms, his voice was rough and powerful, but it had the momentum of thunder and drums.
The singing is not loud, but there is a kind of arrogance that does not bow to the powerful.
The drum is like a rainbow, the air is like a rainbow, the sound is like a rainbow, like a great river flowing eastward, flowing continuously.
A high-pitched song, it's hard to get back after a thousand miles.
Its meaning is frivolous, but the last sentence that An Neng can smash the eyebrows and bend the waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy! It is even more endless not to flatter the rich and powerful, but to be self-sufficient.
This song is really hard to find in the world.
Zheng Chong and Wang Song were already stunned, they were fascinated by listening to it, and when a high-pitched song fell, they even took the opportunity to be in the singing for a long time, unable to extricate themselves.
Chen Guhong threw the wooden basin, then lay down with his head on dry firewood, and asked with a smile: "You two virtuous brothers, how about my song?"
"Pride."
"Wild."
Zheng Chong and Wang Song came to their senses, bowed to each other and praised sincerely.
"How about my poem?" Chen Guhong asked again with a smile.
"Although it's not neat, it's also free and wild, showing its momentum." Wang Song shook his head and said.
"I've never heard of poems with such momentum." Zheng Chong said honestly.
"Those two virtuous brothers, do you think that my ability is equal to that of Liang Sheng?" Chen Guhong asked again.
Wang Song and Zheng Chong came to their senses immediately, bowed with joy and said, "Then ask my virtuous brother to act to repay today's shame."
"I'll kill him tomorrow. Let me have a taste of how easy it is for this boy to trample on famous people." Chen Guhong laughed happily, then waved his sleeves, and invited: "The vulgar is elegant, and the broken The firewood room may not be a paradise on earth. I will sleep well today, recharge my energy, and face the battle tomorrow."
"That's right, the breeze and the moon, the moonlight is hazy, and the wind is gentle. The air is really fresh, much more refreshing than the smell of spices in the mansion." Wang Song laughed and felt relaxed and refreshed.
"I'm afraid it's far more carefree and comfortable than being served by a beautiful maidservant." Zheng Chong also said with a rare laugh.
The three scholars went to bring dry firewood to make pillows, use the earth and rocks as beds, and the sky above their heads as bedding, talking and laughing freely, showing their freedom.
This night's sleep was smooth, this night's sleep was sweet, this night's sleep was wonderful, and the corners of my mouth were salivating from the good dreams.
When the bright moon set and the red sun slowly rose from the east, the three scholars woke up one after another. Yesterday the slave also brought water and food for the three of them.
There is water but no towels, and there are wooden buckets but no wooden spoons. The meal is a bowl of noodles, there are noodles but no vegetables, and oil stars are rare.
The three of them didn't feel angry, so they held water in both hands one after another, wet their faces, washed off the dirt, and took out the changed clothes to replace the dirty ones, so as to regain their freshness.
Holding the noodles with a few copper plates on the street, he ate them with big mouthfuls.
"There is a way to eat less oil and water, eat more vegetables and fruits, and live a long life. This Wu Xiude is filial and honest, and he is taking care of us." Wang Song said humorously while picking up a piece of noodles.
"Elder's kindness, it's okay not to eat clean." Chen Guhong also laughed.
Immediately, the three of them ate in a hurry, eating all the noodles without leaving a drop of soup, and even licked the bowl clean, as if they were eating jade food from heaven.
The house slaves were dumbfounded. Needless to say, they deliberately made trouble for the three of them, but they couldn't expect the three of them to talk and laugh so freely.
"Could it be crazy?"
The house slave couldn't help muttering in his heart.
The home slaves don't understand the idle love of the scholars, and the house slaves don't understand the resentment of the scholars. After the meal, Chen Guhong and the three began to entertain themselves, with black and white pieces on the chessboard, and a portable flute.
When the mood is high, the flute is played, and the sound of the flute is melodious. Of course, Chen Guhong was excluded by Wang Song and Zheng Chong because of his high chess strength.
Time goes by, and the evening is the evening.
The poetry meeting is an elegant event, and the moon is very big and round tonight, so the poetry meeting will be tonight. Chen Guhong asked the slave: "You wait for the master to let you take us to live here. Is there any order not to let us go to the poetry meeting?"
"The master said, this is just a lesson for you, telling you what is not the situation when you are young. You can participate in the poetry meeting, anyway, you are just a child born with mortal talents."
The house slave sneered and didn't intend to stop it.
The three of Chen Guhong looked at each other, then straightened their clothes a little, and walked over from the side of several guarding servants. Wang Song was humorous, so when he passed by, he said with a smile: "You gang of slaves are really obedient. I don't know if your master told you to eat shit, would you eat it?"
"You." A few house slaves immediately looked angrily.
"Hahaha." Wang Song laughed loudly, caught up with Chen Guhong and the two of them and left quickly.
"Well said." Chen Guhong gave a thumbs up and praised.
"Out of breath." Zheng Chong nodded solemnly.
The group of three left the remote corner of Ruizhuang, and went to the poetry club. There is no need for people to guide the way, the place with the most lively voices and the most lights is the poetry meeting.
When the three of them came, it was already overcrowded.
The poetry meeting was held in an open space, which was quite large, and countless lights were lit all around. There is a stone platform in the middle, and many desks are placed around the platform.
There is also a jug of wine and a few dishes of cold dishes on the table.
On the table are the Four Treasures of the Study, and scholars are sitting behind the table with high spirits. Everyone wants to soar into the sky, and win the name of the leader and shake the world.
There are also slaves and maidservants interspersed among them, adding to the luxury.
The three of them stood outside the arena for a while, feeling a bit difficult to get in for a while. Just at this moment, a loud shout sounded.
"Three virtuous brothers, here, here." Looking up, Wu Zhengchuna was raising his arms and shouting to the three of them with a very happy expression.
"We live in a firewood house, and this kid has a single room." Wang Song said rather angrily.
From yesterday to today, I haven't seen Wu Zhengchun again. It would be a lie to say that the three of them have no grievances in their hearts. However, Chen Guhong was not a partial believer, so he said: "Maybe Zhengchun doesn't know either."
Saying that, he took the lead to go to Wu Zhengchun's side.
Seeing each other again, Wu Zhengchun was both happy and puzzled, and asked, "After you were taken away last night, there was no news in every possible way. Why?"
Seeing Wu Zhengchun's expression, all the grievances in the hearts of the three disappeared, and they smiled.
"We live in the woodshed." Wang Song said angrily.
"Chai Fang?" Wu Zhengchun was stunned for a moment, then he became furious, and shouted, "I thought the Wu family was also a dignified scholar, distinguished for generations, how could they treat guests like this?"
"It can't be helped, because of his illustrious status, we're turkeys." Wang Song smiled humorously, patted Wu Zhengchun's shoulder and said.
"Forehead."
Wu Zhengchun was stunned.
"Boy, don't look surprised. You will be more surprised if you stay for a while, but don't stare out your eyes." Wang Song laughed, glanced at Chen Guhong, and pointed out.
"What is it?"
Wu Zhengchun was very confused.