Chapter 1820: Talents and Beauties Solve Poetry Riddles Together

Luo Yuxi also read the poem and said, "This is a riddle poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Lai Hu, and the title of the poem is the answer to the riddle."

Yang Fei thought to himself, Miss Luo is really knowledgeable.

Luo Sheng asked: "Sister, what is the answer to the mystery?"

Luo Yuxi said: "Yun! The name of this poem is called "Cloud"."

Luo Sheng said: "Clouds? Yes, there are a lot of clouds in this painting, which is suitable for such a poem about things."

Luo Yuxi had the same idea as Yang Fei, and said, "Mr. Yang, could this poem hint at the place where the treasure is hidden?"

Yang Fei said: "It's also possible. Your ancestors were afraid that you would also lose the painting, so they mentioned the poem here."

Luo Yuxi said: "After reading this poem, I am even more confused. What does the word "cloud" have to do with the treasure place?"

Yang Fei glanced around, walked to the other side of the hall, and said, "There is also a mural on the wall over there."

The Luo sisters came over and looked at the paintings on the wall.

This painting is also incomplete.

Everyone only looked at the remaining corner of the painting.

This is a landscape painting, with many steep mountains, gurgling water, flowers and birds, and a spring atmosphere. As the saying goes, the mountains are colorful when seen from a distance, and the water is silent when heard up close. It is lifelike.

There is also a poem inscribed on the painting.

The poem says:

The spring breeze reaches Hengyang overnight, and the Chu River and Yanshan Mountain are thousands of miles long.

Don't forget to go back when spring comes. Although Jiangnan is a good place, it is a foreign country.

Luo Sheng pointed at the poem and said with a smile: "Sister, this poem mentions Hengyang! Is the treasure over there?"

Yang Fei said: "This is impossible. Why did your ancestors travel thousands of miles to hide treasures there? Moreover, it is unwise to carry so many treasures with you in a war."

Luo Yuxi said: "I have never heard of this poem. Mr. Yang, do you know who wrote this poem?"

Yang Fei said: "This is a poem written by Wang Gong of the Ming Dynasty. Wang Gong is a fellow countryman of mine. I know a little about him. You don't know him, but you must know Yongle Dadian. He is one of the major practitioners. "

Luo Yuxi said: "So he is your fellow countryman! So is this poem also a riddle poem?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "Most of the poems written by Wang Gong are poems about objects. There is not a single word in the poem about what he is chanting, so it can also be said to be a riddle poem."

Luo Sheng said: "Is it possible that the poems written by this person are all riddle poems? You said that he is your fellow countryman, then you can tell me, what other poems does this person have?"

Yang Fei said: "Are you testing me?"

Luo Sheng snorted mischievously: "By the way, I'm just testing you! I want to see how many ancient poems you, a stinky businessman, know!"

Yang Fei laughed: "If you test me on other poets, I might not be able to answer the question. I still know a few of this person's poems."

Luo Sheng said: "Oh, you're still boasting! Stop talking nonsense and listen to what you have to say!"

Yang Fei said: "The roar of the Qingsheng River makes thousands of leaves float in the forest. The most desolate place is the Baling Bridge with several remaining willow trees. Guess what the answer to this poem is?"

Luo Sheng rolled his eyes and looked at Luo Yuxi: "Sister, you know!"

Luo Yuxi smiled sweetly and said: "I don't know this poem, but I can try to guess, well, it sounds like Xiaoxiao and makes all the leaves in the forest flutter, it must be the wind!"

Luo Sheng clapped his hands and smiled: "Is it the wind?"

Yang Fei asked: "What kind of wind is it?"

Luo Sheng groaned and asked Luo Yuxi, "Sister, what kind of wind is it?"

Luo Yuxi said: "There are desolate words in the poem, and there are also broken willows on the Ba Bridge. It must be the autumn wind."

Luo Sheng asked Yang Fei, "Is it the autumn wind?"

Yang Fei said: "Yes, the title of this poem is Ode to Autumn Wind."

Luo Sheng said: "Wow, sister, you are so good. You guessed it right the first time."

Luo Yuxi said: "As the saying goes, the white horse is blocked by the west wind, and the apricot blossoms are raining in the south of the Yangtze River. In ancient times, Chang'an was a big city, and many literati and poets worked there as officials or as travelers. Baling and Yangguan, one place One is to the east of Chang'an, the other is to the west of Chang'an,

It is a place where two farewells are made. Leaving Baling in the east is heading to the south of the Yangtze River, leaving Yangguan in the west is heading to the desert. Therefore, the willows in Baling and the departure from Yangguan in the west have become the representative image of farewell in ancient poems. "

Luo Sheng smiled and said: "Sister, you are so knowledgeable! Yang Fei, are you convinced?"

Yang Fei said: "Miss Luo, you are really a talented woman! I admire you, I admire you!"

Luo Yuxi said: "But, I still can't compare to you. You are the real talent!"

Luo Sheng said: "You two, one is a talented man and the other is a beautiful woman! A talented man and a beautiful woman! Only I am an ignorant village girl! Hey, you two are so smart, let's talk about this poem written by Wang Gong , and what is it chanting about?"

Yang Fei said: "I think your sister has guessed it, right?"

Luo Yuxi said: "Hengyang is a place name, but in ancient poetry, it is also a representative of an image. There are many poems by the ancients praising Hengyang. The scenery is so different when autumn comes under the fortress, and the Hengyang geese leave without paying attention. The Hengyang geese, which are thousands of miles away, have gone north again this year. Return. Go back to the head of Yanfeng Peak, and fly to the south as promised. The formation of wild geese is frightening, and the sound breaks the Hengyang Pu. Wait, there are many, many."

Luo Sheng said: "Just because there is Huiyan Peak in Hengshan Mountain?"

Luo Yuxi said: "Yes, so, wild geese have become an image expressed by Hengshan in poetry."

Luo Sheng suddenly realized: "So, this poem is about wild geese?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "By the way, the title of this poem is called "Spring Goose"."

Luo Sheng said: "If we say that these two riddle poems were used by our ancestors to remind us of the place where treasures are hidden, one is a cloud and the other is a goose. If added together, it is the cloud and the wild goose?"

Yang Fei said: "Miss Luo, think about it, is there a mountain or place called Yunyan nearby?"

Luo Yuxi said: "I only returned to my hometown after I grew up. I have traveled all over the mountains and rivers of my hometown in search of treasures, but I have never heard of a place called Yunyan."

Yang Fei said disappointedly: "Those two riddle poems seem to be just for the occasion, rather than having any other profound meanings!"

Luo Yuxi said: "Mr. Yang, I feel strange. Why are there two murals here, one of which is very similar to your silk painting, but this one is not on the silk painting?"

Yang Fei laughed and said: "Miss Luo, there are actually two silk paintings. The one I showed you is only one of them."

Luo Sheng heard this and shouted: "Yang Fei, you are playing tricks!"

Luo Yuxi said quietly: "It seems that Mr. Yang can't trust us!"

Yang Fei touched his chin and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I did have two extra thoughts before."

Luo Sheng snorted coldly: "Sister, we have these two murals, we don't need his paintings anymore! We can just look for the treasures ourselves!"

Luo Yuxi said: "That's not possible. If you don't keep your word, how can you stand up? We have agreed to cooperate with Mr. Yang, and we must cooperate to the end. Mr. Yang, don't worry, if we find the treasure, each of us will get half of it. This One thing, I will never break my promise.”

Yang Fei thought to himself, it's not that you are generous, but that you are smarter!

Because although there are two murals here, they have long been dilapidated. What clues can you tell? If you want to hunt for treasure, you have to rely on my two silk paintings?

He did not reveal it, but just smiled: "That's very good. Let's take a closer look at these two silk paintings. Finding the treasure as soon as possible is the most important thing."

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