Chapter 1,710 Becoming Famous

If we talk about poetry, we can only look at before the Song Dynasty.

The poetry of the Song Dynasty is not outstanding, the most outstanding thing is the lyrics.

Various poetry brands were flying up and down the literary world of the Song Dynasty, attracting countless poets to compete.

There are so many new talents in the literary world today, including Ouyang Xiu, the leader of the literary world. What poems can catch your eye?

Those so-called rookies are proudly recalling Ouyang Xiu's previous praises, feeling that the peak of life is nothing more than this.

But then the man below brought them back to their original form with just a song called Xijiang Moon.

"The charm is long, the charm is long!"

Ouyang Xiu squinted and said, "I seem to see a white-haired fisherman sitting on the bank of the river, watching the river flow and the changes in the world. This is the artistic conception!"

Poetry does not have to be gorgeous in terms of words. Ouyang Xiu hated this style.

The charm of this song "Moon over Xijiang" fascinated Ouyang Xiu.

He was already in his final years and had gone through countless hardships in his life, but in the end he was no longer able to withstand the ravages of time.

How cruel is this?

He seems open-minded, but in fact he is depressed.

But this song Xijiang Moon scratched an itch in his heart, it could be said to touch his soul directly.

"Emperors, generals and ministers, families, countries and the world all rise and fall in an instant, but they are just passing smoke."

The more Ouyang Xiu thought about it, the more wonderful the poem Xijiang Yue was. "A person who can write such wonderful words must be extraordinary. If you ask about the origin of his name, you will say that I am inviting him to drink."

Someone stood up and prepared to go down, but the man below said: "What I am telling you today is... Bao Gong adjudicates the case..."

Huh!

What is this strange thing?

Ouyang Xiu was lamenting the impermanence of the world. When he heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Bao Gong decides the case?"

"Mr. Bao...who is it? Is it Mr. Bao?"

"Ugh! Mr. Bao keeps bringing cases!"

"That's right, Xianggong Bao had the power to know the Kaifeng Mansion back then, so who was in charge of solving the case?"

"Isn't this nonsense?"

The man ignored these comments and said calmly: "When Bao Gong was young, his parents were present at home, and his father was kind and his son was filial. He was very happy..."

"That day, a cooked chicken was lost in the house. I always kept my mother in mind and searched for the servants in the house, but found nothing..."

"The chickens at home... Bao Gong's house seems to be pretty good, so why would you insist on a lost chicken?" This story is very good, and the diners are immersed in it without knowing it. , I have to come out and question it.

"shut up!"

Someone shouted, and Gang Jing cursed: "What kind of cesspool did you crawl out of...Ouyang Gong? A villain doesn't dare, a villain doesn't dare."

The one who stopped him was Ouyang Xiu. He nodded slightly, feeling that his intimidation was still there. Just thinking about what the man said just now made him feel a little depressed.

What kind of cesspool did you crawl out of... Mr. Ouyang!

Did I crawl out of a cesspool?

"...Bao Gong is a filial son. Seeing that his mother was unhappy, he asked about it. Then he smiled and said: Don't worry, mother, this is a trivial matter!"

"Bao's mother frowned and looked at her son, "My son is making great progress in studying, but this kind of household affairs is not your responsibility. Go and study quickly. ""

In an instant, the image of a mother who understands justice appeared vividly.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh with emotion, most of them thinking of their mother.

"Mother Bao handed over his hand and said, "Mom, study should be a combination of work and rest. My child is tired from studying at the moment, so he just used this as a pastime. I asked my mother for permission. ""

There were tut-tutting sounds all around, and a man said: "Mr. Bao is indeed a great talent, and his pastimes are unique."

When Ouyang Xiu heard this, his cheeks couldn't help but tremble slightly, thinking that this was just a fabrication, could he still take it seriously?

"Mother Bao thought so, so she smiled as she watched Mr. Bao interrogate the servants."

How will it be involved?

No one expected that it would be so exciting from the beginning. For a while, no one was patronizing the food and wine on the table, and even the waiters were looking at the man attentively.

"... Bao Gong smiled and said, "You are all old people in my family. You all understand the rules of my family. It is not a big mistake to steal a chicken. Now you come out and admit it. My family is just a small punishment..."

"Several servants were complaining, but Bao Gong still smiled and said, "This is so stubborn. Come, get some water and a big porcelain bowl." ""

People who listened to the book were puzzled.

"What does this mean? Why water? And basin, what does this mean?"

"I don't know, just listen."

The man continued: "... Later everything was ready. Bao's mother just looked at it and laughed, thinking that Bao Gong was joking. Bao Gong suddenly turned cold and ordered the servants to drink water and rinse their mouths, and then spit the mouthwash into a porcelain bowl. .”

"This is..." Ouyang Xiu patted his forehead and thought of something.

"The servants gargled their mouths one by one, and Bao Gong looked at the mouthwash one by one. When a maid spit out the mouthwash, Bao Gong pointed at her and shouted: "This is the person! "

The maid cried out that she was wronged, and Bao's mother smiled and said, "My son, who smells fragrance and works hard, is not that kind of person."

Bao Gong pointed to the porcelain bowl and said, "Look, mother!"

Mother Bao looked carefully and saw some chicken remnants, and she suddenly realized. "Yes, after eating chicken, those egg whites and yolks are stuck in the teeth, but it is difficult to clean them out for a while. You only need to rinse your mouth and spit them out... My son is really smart..."

The man smelled the fragrance and his face was ashen, but he just begged for mercy, saying that he was passing by and saw a chicken, so he took it and ate it..."

After the man finished speaking, everyone seemed to have woken up from a dream. Some people praised: "Wonderful! Come on, get two boiled chickens!"

"I want it here too."

"I'm coming."

The shopkeeper asked the waiter to bring a basin of chicken and asked people one by one if they wanted it. After a while, they were all sold out.

Ouyang Xiu squinted as he watched those people eat the chicken, but only the first person rinsed his mouth.

It is common knowledge that eating hard-boiled eggs will clog your teeth. People just didn’t think of it before. I asked for eggs at this moment, just to eat on occasion.

"Oh! It's true!" The man tried it once and couldn't help but be surprised.

"That's how it is. I just didn't think of it before." Some people thought that this person was making a fuss, so they sarcastically said.

"Mr. Bao is indeed very intelligent!"

"He was able to calmly solve the case when he was just over ten years old. No wonder people in Bianliang call him Bao Qingtian."

Ouyang Xiu just smiled bitterly.

When others saw him like this, they asked, "Mr. Ouyang, is this inappropriate?"

Ouyang Xiu hesitated, and then said: "There is nothing wrong with it."

This is fake!

But Ouyang Xiu couldn't say it. If he did, he would be envious, jealous, and hateful.

It’s frustrating!

But he was even more shocked by such methods.

Who did this?

The man below stood up and thanked him with his hands. Someone threw a bunch of copper coins over and he thanked him again.

So there were more copper coins.

One of the waiters said with envy: "You can actually earn so much!"

The storyteller handed over his hands in all directions, finally accepted the copper coins and said, "I will come back tomorrow."

"Then I'll come here to drink tomorrow too!"

The shopkeeper below was overjoyed and said, "Just come here tomorrow and prepare some tea to soothe your throat."

The storyteller raised his hands in thanks, and someone asked: "May I ask Mr. Lang, was it you who composed the poem "Moon over the West River"?

The storyteller was startled, then raised his hands and said: "There is no need to hide this matter. Xi Jiangyue and Bao Gong were both taught by Shen Longtu to judge the case. They just asked a certain person to come here to tell stories every day."

"Shen An?"

Ouyang Xiu covered his face, "That boy, it wasn't enough to humiliate me once with Bao Xiren's study notes, but he actually came up with this method to make Bao Xiren famous... The greater Bao Xiren's fame, the more embarrassed I will be. Na!"

During the poetry meeting that day, someone belittled Bao Zheng's knowledge. He was drunk beside him. He just laughed and thought it was a joke. Besides, Bao Zheng's knowledge was indeed not very good.

His temperament is like this. Even if he was called a pig teammate during the Qingli period, he could still get through it, let alone something like this.

But Bao Zheng is different!

Bao Zheng's self-esteem was extremely strong, and he was so embarrassed by this incident that he felt ashamed to see others.

These days, you have to have a literary name to be a prime minister, otherwise outsiders will say that you are a lowly official. After that day, some people used this to ridicule Bao Zheng for being a lowly official.

What is a knife and pen clerk?

They are small officials who do hard work.

In ancient times, there was no paper, so writing was done on bamboo slips or wood chips. Once something was written wrong, it could not be corrected. The only way was to use a knife to cut off the wrong piece and write again.

This is the origin of Daobi Xiaoli.

At that time, people had to carry a knife with them when going out, otherwise there would be no place to correct it if they made a mistake.

It is humiliating to compare the Prime Minister to a small official with a pen and sword.

So Bao Zheng was really pissed off.

Ouyang Xiu also regretted it later, but Bao Zheng refused to accept his apology until Shen An gave it to him yesterday, and he was able to see Bao Zheng today.

He sighed and stood up holding on to the table.

"Hey! Isn't that Mr. Ouyang?"

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Ouyang Xiu nodded, feeling secretly happy.

My reputation is still so great!

As long as you are a human being, there is no unworthy reputation.

Ouyang Xiu is naturally not exempt from vulgarity.

It's just that he has been an official for a long time, so he naturally doesn't show emotions.

"Didn't Mr. Ouyang say that Prime Minister Bao is a small official with a sword and a pen?"

"I have read Mr. Bao's reading notes. They are not word for word, but they are awe-inspiring. It makes people feel like they are enlightened and enlightened. I have learned a lot!"

"I have also read it. Reading Bao Gong's book feels like reading about most of Bao Gong's life, and I have benefited a lot. I plan to buy a few more books, and everyone in the family will get a copy and study it carefully."

"So is a certain person."

"Bao Gong's knowledge is not bad!" a man said seriously.

Everyone nodded, "That's right."

"And he also solves cases like a god!"

Some people just smiled when they heard the words "Enthusiasm in solving the case", while others agreed with approval.

This arbitral verdict is definitely a fabrication. This is the consensus of many people, but I can’t help but like to hear it!

So everyone looked at Ouyang Xiu with more disapproval.

You made Bao Zheng look so miserable, but now the truth is revealed, it's not the case, hey! It can be seen that there is also strife between the prime minister and the assistant!

Ouyang Xiu is the former Prime Minister and Bao Zheng is the current Prime Minister. Will there be any secret fight between them?

It’s gossip, and man’s favorite pastime is listening to gossip.

Ouyang Xiu smiled bitterly, what could he say?

Could he say that I never said that Bao Zheng was a clerk with swords and pens?

He was the host that day, so if he didn't scold him, it would be a mistake, it would be acquiescence.

This time, yellow mud fell off my crotch, it was either shit or shit.

I am really wronged!

Ouyang Xiu looked up at the roof and said helplessly, "I just sat back and watched for a while. Shen An's revenge came out one after another. Who knows my suffering? Who knows?"