The wine was in full swing, and Pei Ziyun had just had a drink with Fu Juren. Chen Jinchun and Yu Guangmao knew about Pei Ziyun's literary talent, so they stopped asking for trouble.
At this moment, Shen Zhi walked to Pei Ziyun's table with two servants, one carrying a wine pot and cup, and the other carrying pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Shen Zhi poured the wine and drank with Pei Ziyun at the table. Then he smiled and said to Pei Ziyun: "Shen Zhi has heard about the great talent Jie Yuan for a long time. Today coincides with his meeting. I have an unkind request. Please also ask Jie Yuan to do it." The last poem is a good way for me to see Jieyuan's style."
Pei Ziyun was chatting, drinking, and writing with Fu Juren, Chen Jinchun, and Yu Guangmao. When Shen Zhi came to invite them, no one was surprised. Pei Ziyun already had literary talent, and he won Jieyuan, which attracted people's attention. He has won the imperial examination in the past few days. A collection of articles has leaked out, and it is truly fascinating to read at first glance.
Originally, Shilin still had a voice, but once this pamphlet came out, even if some people were dissatisfied, they could not speak out blatantly - everyone has a sense of taste, and it is okay to call a deer a horse, but you must have this power. Waiting for a scholar to lift someone up will only make people miserable. People look down upon.
Pei Ziyun looked up and saw Wei Ang following Shen Zhi. When he saw Pei Ziyun, he blinked at Pei Ziyun and gave him a hint. Only then did Pei Ziyun realize that it must have been Wei Ang giving his junior brother a foreshadowing. , the opportunity for broadcast fame.
This was exactly what he wanted. With this thought in his mind, Pei Ziyun stood up and smiled: "Writing poetry is just a trivial matter, but it would be outrageous for Mr. Shen to ask me to write poetry with nothing. If Mr. Shen is willing to offer you three glasses of wine, I will do it." What’s the harm in having one?”
Shen Zhi is also a famous person. He was famous for a while back then. It was a bit too much to ask Shen Zhi to serve him wine. For a moment, everyone in the venue was a little unhappy. Even Wei Ang, who was instructing Shen Zhi to come forward and invite him to write poems, was a little shocked. .
When Pei Ziyun saw Shen Zhi coming to invite him, he had a plan in mind. To be famous, you must have talent. Where you can use your talent, you will not be an official in the future. You don't have to worry about being too famous. There is no need to be modest at this time. Shen Zhi is also a famous person. If you pour wine for me, it will prove that I am more upright than straightforward. As long as the poems you write can move the world, your reputation will be accumulated, and the first step will be achieved.
There was some silence at the scene, and those who were close to him, such as Fu Juren, Chen Jinchun, and Yu Guangmao, were a little worried. If this move can lead to a famous article, it means that it is a celebrity. If it does not write well, it means that it is arrogant and ignorant. This kind of treatment is one day after another. , couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
Although Shen Zhi was only a scholar, he had been following the Marquis of Jibei for a long time, and he was followed by generals as soon as he wrote. Who would dare to regard him as just a scholar
This had not happened to him for many years. Shen stared at Pei Ziyun for a while, then he smiled and said, "It's just pouring wine. What's the problem? Come on, bring me some wine."
A servant brought the wine to him. Shen passed the wine directly, took three glasses and poured them one by one, holding the wine plate in both hands.
Several people close to him, Fu Juren, Chen Jinchun, and Yu Guangmao, couldn't help but worry. If this move can produce a famous article, it will be a celebrity. If the quality is not high, it will bring humiliation to oneself.
Pei Ziyun took the wine and drank three glasses in a row. He felt a surge of heat in his stomach and shouted: "Good wine, bring me a pen."
A servant behind Shen Zhi presented the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Pei Ziyun took an empty table and laid it on the table. Wei Ang stepped forward to take the ink and said: "Brother Pei's style seems to be about producing famous quotes for the ages. I'll polish it." Mo is it.”
After Wei Ang finished speaking, he took the ink and gently ground it. After grinding the ink, Wei Ang pushed it away and looked at Pei Ziyun with interest. Pei Ziyun took the pen and started to write: Will enter the wine
“If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.
Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. "
There is also the Yellow River in this world, which is also a famous river. Pei Ziyun used it directly without changing it. This is Li Bai's world-famous Jiangjin Wine.
Every time Pei Ziyun wrote a sentence, Wei Ang read out the next sentence. It was only three sentences, and everyone suddenly changed their expressions. Hundreds of people in the seats all listened, and the place was completely silent.
"What does the master say about having little money? It's up to you to decide what to sell.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you. "
After reading this sentence, there was silence at first, and then there was an uproar. Wei Ang, Shen Zhi, Fu Juren, Chen Jinchun, and Yu Guangmao all looked at Pei Ziyun in disbelief.
Shen Zhi held the wine, stepped forward and sighed: "Originally, Jie Yuan asked me to pour three glasses of wine, but I still wanted to see a joke. I didn't want to know great talent today. Just like the immortals in the sky cannot be seen closely, and like the sea water cannot be measured in a fight!" "
"I will punish myself with three cups of wine." After saying that, he drank the wine in the cup and said, "I have read all your articles. You are indeed a talented person. However, you have entered the Taoist sect. It is better to return to the secular world. You will definitely pass the imperial examination in the future. "
Pei Ziyun said: "Life is short, day and night. I took the exam just to comfort my family. Now that my family is healthy, I just want to travel around the world in a small boat and be a happy man."
Shen Zhi listened, his eyes sparkling, watching Pei Ziyun stand up and toast and go away, he took a long breath, turned his face and said, "What a pity."
Fu Mansion
There is no curfew in the evening, and although the street is quiet now, most of the lights in every house are extinguished, but some wealthy families still light their lamps. After talking about the banquet, the group went home. Although most of them were drunk, many people were still thinking about drinking.
When Fu Juren returned home, a lantern was hung on the door. When he saw the bullock cart returning, he stepped forward to greet him: "Master is back?"
"Hel Mr. Pei in and give him some sobering soup."
Pei Ziyun composed this poem, which was famous in the audience. Whether it was respect or jealousy, the toasters flocked to him, and even if he had cultivated his inner strength, he had to go home drunk.
Fu Juren was still somewhat awake at this time and was giving orders.
After saying that, he walked along the corridor and entered a building. He saw that Yu Yunjun had returned to the small courtyard and the room was lit with candles. Fu Juren sighed, opened the door gently and entered the room.
Yu Yunjun was writing an article, and little Loli Chuxia had fallen asleep on the bed. Hearing the sound of pushing the door open, Yu Yunjun looked up and smiled: "It turns out that my brother-in-law is here."
"Jun Yun, look at this poem." After Fu Juren said it, he handed the poem over. Yu Yunjun was a little surprised. Although he had lived in Fu's house these years, his brother-in-law never came over at night to avoid suspicion, but this time he It was an exception, so I picked it up immediately and looked at it in the candlelight.
"What a poem!" Looking at it, she turned around and her eyes lit up: "Whose poem is it?"
Fu Juren said: "This is what your good disciple did today. You have never seen the scene. Hundreds of Juren and celebrities were shocked. This expression is really wonderful."
"Wei Ang even took all the wishes given to him by the Marquis of Jibei and gave them to your good disciple."
"This move is very unconventional, but no one present objected, not even Shen Zhi." After saying that, Fu Juren took a long breath: "This man's talent is not inferior to that man, no wonder you suddenly Heartbeat will accept him as a disciple."
Upon hearing Fu Juren's words, Yu Yunjun's hand trembled.
"That man!" There was something in the words, and she knew it. Suddenly, a young man appeared in front of her eyes. It seemed clear and yet blurry. The two were childhood sweethearts, and they were even engaged to be married, but they were destined to be together.
Yu Yunjun looked like he was smiling but not smiling, and he was reading the poem carefully. He was about to drink wine without stopping his cup, and sang with Jung. As he read this poem, he couldn't help but shed tears.
"Hey, they are just as stunning and talented, and they are the same young man." Fu Juren said quietly as he looked at the light.
Yu Yunjun was speechless. It turned out that she was only responsible for observing, looking for reliable seedlings, and being introduced by the elders of the sect. But she finally accepted Pei Ziyun on her own. At this time, she gave her brother-in-law a little and he understood.
"When I see this boy, I feel like I saw him back in the day. He looks different, but his talent and expression are still similar."
"So, this is how I feel?"
Hou Mansion
At night, with candlelight swaying, Fuso Warrior knelt in front of Shen Zhi. Shen Zhi was no longer as excited as before and was writing a letter, which he had finished sealing.
Shen Zhi then handed the letter to the Fuso warrior and said, "According to the last location, go and give the letter to the contact person and ask them to do as required in the letter."
The lights in this room were not very bright, and the flickering candlelight made the room dark and uncertain.
"Hi, don't worry, Mr. Shen." Hearing this answer from the Fuso warrior, the expression on his face was unclear. He knocked once, turned around and opened the door.
The same three Fuso warriors followed outside the door. The Hou Mansion opened a back door, and four horses were prepared outside the door. The Fuso warrior led the three warriors onto their horses and hurriedly disappeared into the night.
coastal
The sea breeze was blowing at night, with a bit of sea smell, the sea water was lapping at the shore, and a small boat was parked on the shore. There were several Fuso people standing on it, with a samurai as the leader and several ronin following, all holding knives in their hands and looking alert. Look around.
At this time, the sound of horse hoofbeats was heard on the shore. The ronin all drew their swords. When they got closer, under the torch, a Fuso warrior led three people on horseback.
Seeing this Fuso samurai, the samurai on the boat stretched out their hands to indicate that they should put away their swords and get off the boat.
Seeing this man, Fuso Warrior didn't say much and took out a letter: "This is what Mr. Shen asked you to do. I hope you can do it as soon as possible."
The samurai on the ship took it and looked at it with a torch. After reading it, he put the letter to the fire with an expressionless face and looked back: "Hey, Mr. Shen, don't worry, I will cooperate right away."
"Hey, please." The Fuso warrior bowed and said.
The warriors on the boat didn't say much. They boarded the boat, waved their hands, and the boat sailed away in the wind, with the sea breeze roaring.
(End of chapter)