Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 20 Who is Gu Qiubai?

"Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?" The bearded man also noticed Wei Jun's abnormality. If you're in a hurry, come and have a drink with me!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!" County Sheriff Wei laughed.

There seemed to be tears in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "My way is not alone, my way is not alone!"

The bearded man has never seen Junshou Wei lose his composure like this. All along, Junshou Wei has always been in front of the collapse of the mountains and his expression remains unchanged. He didn't expect to be moved to this state by a little poem?
He was also a little curious, put down his wine glass, stretched out his hand and said, "What kind of poem can make our Wei Bang eyes so excited that weep, come, show me."

Governor Wei lightly tossed the paper in the air and said, "This poem will be more interesting if you listen to this young man read it."

The paper actually turned into a dream-recalling butterfly, and after flying around in the air, Gu Qiubai's melodious voice rang out!

"Staying in a lonely village does not feel sorry for itself, Shangsi defends Luntai for the country."

This is a patriotic lyric poem. When the beautiful bearded man first heard it, he thought it was just an ordinary patriotic poem. How could he be moved to tears?

However, as the chanter chanted affectionately, he was immediately substituted into a desolate atmosphere.

He seemed to see a lonely patriot lying stiff in the lonely and desolate countryside, still thinking about guarding the frontier for the country.

The bearded man is still reminiscing about one or two lines, and three or four lines echo again, and the picture and artistic conception of the whole poem suddenly change!
"Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse Glacier came to a dream."

After chanting word by word, a scene gradually appeared in front of my eyes. On a stormy night, a lonely shower was pattering down.

Until the last sentence "Iron Horse and Glacier Falling into Dreams" appeared, the bearded man was shocked all over!
Feel as if you are riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

A passionate and heroic feeling rushed straight to the top of his head, making him want to pick up the long sword in his hand and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy!
"Staying in a lonely village does not feel sorry for itself, Shangsi defends Luntai for the country."

"Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse Glacier came to a dream."

This poem is simply perfect. There is not a single sentence in the full text describing the war, but it still makes people feel emotional and unable to control themselves.

The bearded man savored it carefully, and sighed after a long time: "It is indeed a good poem."

He looked at Sheriff Wei again, and finally understood why he was so excited!

Wei Junshou is not just an ordinary scribe. When the country was in turmoil, he abandoned literature and took the initiative to fight in the north, making great military exploits for the country!

It's a pity that he was framed by corrupt officials afterwards, which made him return from the battlefield, and then he was demoted to this remote village and became the sheriff of Nanyang County.

Although he lives in seclusion here, he is full of patriotism and always wants to return to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Doesn't this poem just express his emotions?

"This session really produced a rare talented person." The beautiful bearded man stroked his beard, "Aren't there two poems, and another pastoral poem?"

"Don't worry, this idyllic poem is a masterpiece." Governor Wei exclaimed, "I have lived here in seclusion for many years, and I don't think I can write such a good poem."

"Brother Wei, don't be fooled, take it out and have a look."

After hearing the previous poem, the beautiful bearded man was also very curious about this poem, and he blew his beard and stared anxiously.

Magistrate Wei laughed, and threw the paper into the sky, and in an instant, Yimengdie appeared.

As soon as Gu Qiubai's voice changed, it became a little leisurely and leisurely, as if he had turned into an old farmer.

"Jielu is in a human environment, but there are no cars and horses making noise.

Ask Jun Henenger? My heart is far away.

Plucking chrysanthemum under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better day by day, and the birds are returning.

There is true meaning in this, and I have forgotten the words if I want to distinguish it. "

The beautiful bearded man chewed carefully, as if he had also turned into an old farmer, living in seclusion in the depths of Nanshan, picking chrysanthemums leisurely, and returning home with the birds.

He clapped his hands and couldn't help admiring again: "Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"The whole poem has a deep and eternal feeling, and there is a sense of leisure and tranquility at all times, especially this 'picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan' is even more yearning." Meiran said openly, "This poem seems to be This Xiaosheng made it temporarily, otherwise it would be impossible to perfectly integrate Nanshan who held this Qingfeng Poetry Fair into it!"

"I appreciate the last sentence 'there is true meaning in this, but I forget to say it if I want to argue'. It is so free and easy. The true meaning in it is not enough for outsiders to understand. This is the true meaning of hermitage." Wei County Sheriff was intoxicated.

"It seems that there are really amazing and talented people in this world. If you compare it like this, the kid from the Ji family will be completely inferior." The bearded man stroked his beard. The leader must be him, right?"

Governor Wei looked at the white paper in his hand, couldn't put it down, and couldn't bear to let it go. There were more and more papers on the ground, and he was no longer distracted.

"Okay, look at you, you don't look like a county guard, go and read the poems that will be written later, maybe there are good poems." The bearded man laughed and scolded.

Wei Jun looked at the poems that came out later, but the pearls and jades were in front of him, and the others were too chewy, so he couldn't read them carefully.

Finally, after a stick of incense, there were no more new poems, Wei Junshou grabbed Meiran and said openly: "Come, follow me down the mountain to see this talented man. Such verses!"

At the foot of the mountain, Gu Qiubai and the others stood still, waiting quietly for the Nanyang governor to issue the Qingfeng Token.

Gu Qiubai was not worried that his poems would not be selected, after all, if the two capitals were not selected, others would definitely be out of the picture.

He chose these two poems specially. The patriotic poem is "The Wind and Rain on November [-]th" written by Lu You, a famous poet of the Song Dynasty.

Along the way, Gu Qiubai heard Liu Changzong talk about Wei Junshou's deeds, and this poem fits Wei Junshou's life.

As for the pastoral poems, they were written by Tao Yuanming, a famous pastoral poet in the Jin Dynasty, and they are more in line with the current environment, so they are most suitable for use here.

"Brother Gu, how many people do you think we can get the Qingfeng Token this time and enter the Nanshan Mountain ahead?"

Liu Changzong couldn't help being a little anxious when he saw that Qingfeng Order hadn't come out for a long time.

"There shouldn't be such a huge square ahead, so at most 2000 people can go in." Gu Qiubai said casually.

"Hey, I wish there was me." Liu Changzong shook his head, "I was a little too nervous before, but when I think about it later, I still have a few better poems."

"Brother Gu, are you sure? I heard that many talents came this time, and the leader of the previous provincial examination also came."

"I'm lucky if I get it, but I lose my life. It's time to learn more." Gu Qiubai smiled slightly.

"Brother Gu is really free and easy, Chang Zong really admires him!"

In a corner of the square, a petite girl in a blue fur coat asked, "Miss, can we get the Qingfeng Order by writing these random poems?"

"Why, Xiaoqing, do you look down on your young lady?" A pretty girl wrinkled her nose.

"Slaves don't dare." Xiaoqing said.

"Okay, after all, we sneaked out, so we should not be too high-profile, so as not to attract attention, and we can barely get the Qingfeng Token to enter the next round. This lady just wants to see this so-called 'country of wits' Does Haoran Kingdom really live up to its name?"

At this moment, the sky fluctuated together, and within the light curtain, two figures flew out with their swords, and they were Junshou Wei and the bearded man.

People in the square below looked over in surprise, and those with a little vision immediately recognized it, and said loudly: "Meet the Governor Wei!"

"Meet Governor Wei!"

"Xiaosheng is polite."

There was an instant quarrel below, Governor Wei nodded, and said: "I have read everyone's poems, and they are well written. I hope you will continue to work hard and keep writing."

The corners of the bearded man's mouth twitched, he didn't expect the usually outspoken Sheriff Wei to say polite words.

Governor Wei looked down, looked around and said, "May I ask who Gu Qiubai is?"

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