Chapter 163: The body and the name are all destroyed, and the rivers will not be wasted
The white horse passed by, and in a trance, it was more than half a month.
During this period of time, Su Ling was living quite comfortably.
There was nothing going on in Sikong Mansion, so he didn't need to go there every day.
All disaster relief matters in Jizhen Lane were carried out step by step. He would get up every morning to tease the little guy named Achu, and then go to Duji Mutton Restaurant to help out at noon.
In the afternoon, I went back to the bad hall to see the doctor and get a prescription.
As night fell, he went to bed early.
He also wanted to take advantage of this period of time to take good care of himself.
He didn't take the matter of hoping for the elixir to his heart.
It was only when the date was approaching that he suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.
He was complaining in his heart, but he had no antidote and could only do nothing.
But when he got up the next day, he found a small bag on his table.
When Su Ling opened it and took a look, it was enough for the next two months of the Immortal Pill.
Su Ling didn't know why this thing appeared in his room.
I just vaguely felt that the talkative Fushenzi was quite reliable in supplying him with the elixir in a timely manner.
Although he knew that this stuff was poisonous, he had no other choice but to keep eating it until he found a way to detoxify it.
Su Ling counted the days and suddenly discovered.
The Longhuang Poetry Festival is getting closer and closer. Counting today, there are only five days left.
No wonder Du Heng came back from the street yesterday and said to himself that the street was so lively. Several military carriages and horses with different banners passed by, each one more heroic than the other. People lined up on both sides of the street to watch and discuss. Zhuque Street has not stopped for a day.
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Su Ling asked him who he was, but he only said that he recognized the character "Chen" and the character "Liu", and he didn't know much about the others.
Su Ling thought about it carefully, and the character "Chen" should be the general of the Jin Dynasty, the Marquis of Bohai Shen Jizhou.
Su Ling secretly thought that Shen Jizhou still had some capable people under his command. Shen Jizhou came to Beijing with such a big fanfare, instead of being secretive and quietly arriving in Kyoto. It must be the work of someone behind the scenes.
Without him, if they were secretive, no matter how well they blocked the information, the Shadow Division would still be able to find out Shen Jizhou's route clearly based on his ability.
Xiao Yuanche would definitely not give up this good opportunity to intercept and kill along the way. He was afraid that Shen Jizhou would not be able to reach the capital and would have already reported to the Palace of Hell.
But he came with great fanfare and was accompanied by five hundred elites. Even if Xiao Yuanche wanted to do something to him, he could only think about it.
It is said that Shen Jizhou's five hundred elite men are called the Halberd Guards, and they are all halberd cavalry. Even when facing the Hantian Guards, they are not willing to give in too much.
Xiao Yuanche was cautious, he would never do such an uncertain thing.
As for the one with the banner surnamed Liu, they must be from Yangzhou Liu Jingsheng.
Compared to Shen Jizhou, Liu Jingsheng was somewhat insignificant in Xiao Yuanche's heart.
Xiao Chen insisted that at this time, Xiao Yuanche would not provoke Liu Jingsheng again.
However, Su Ling still had some doubts in her heart, so she asked: "Do you have money?"
"Money? What money? Copper coins or silver coins?" Du Heng asked doubtfully.
Since the opening of Du Ji Mutton Restaurant, whenever the word money is mentioned, Du Heng's eyes will light up.
"When a high-ranking official goes out on the street, do they still give out money?" Du Heng said with a look of reluctance, "But I didn't see a single copper plate..."
Su Ling was speechless for a moment, so she could only shake her head and said, "You'd better count the money at home. I'll go out for a walk..."
He was asking about the Marquis of Jingnan, Qian Zhongmou.
How could Du Heng understand?
Su Ling felt that since Qian Zhongmou was here, how could Hong Shaoying not come?
Su Ling put on a big cloak, took a dagger with her, and strolled towards Zhuque Street.
The longing for the lover was over, and he didn't know who to ask for a weapon that he could use, so he had to take out the dagger he used before.
As Su Ling walked along, the weather was getting warmer and warmer. The shops on both sides of the road were open to welcome customers, and many small vendors were also concentrated on the roadside.
Longtai has returned to its former glory.
As soon as Su Ling arrived at Zhuque Street, she heard someone shouting: "Everyone Li is coming over soon, go and take a look..."
The crowds of people on Zhuque Street continued to surge in one direction. Su Ling was pushed and pushed in the direction of the crowds without realizing it.
Who is Mr. Li?
In the previous episode, there was Wang Zhongsu and Wang Family, why did Li Family appear again this time?
Su Ling thought to himself, the troubled times in the Jin Dynasty did not prevent everyone from coming out in large numbers.
Su Ling was confused and asked the man next to him who also looked like a scholar: "Brother, do you want to see the Li family too?"
The scribe glanced at Su Ling before leaving and said, "That's natural. The people on Zhuque Street at that time should all be here for the Li family."
Su Ling followed closely in his footsteps and asked, "Who are you, Mr. Li? Are you famous?"
When the scribe heard this, he suddenly stopped and looked at Su Ling as if he were a monster and said, "Are you a citizen of the Jin Dynasty?"
Su Ling was startled at first, then smiled and said: "Where does this brother come from? Among all living beings in the world, who is not a citizen of the Jin Dynasty?"
The scribe just now said angrily: "Then you don't know the great reputation of the Li family?"
Hearing this, Su Ling asked with confusion on his face: "Is Mr. Li very famous? Is he more famous than Mr. Xiao Sishu, the third son of Sikong, and Mr. Wang Zhongsu?"
Seeing Su Ling asking this question, the scribe seemed to really not know, so he nodded and said patiently: "The poetry of the Jin Dynasty is the most famous, if not counting Xuanyuan Pavilion in Liyou Mountain, which is already an immortal, it is among the top three in the world.
The first one is the Third Young Master of Sikong, Xiao Sishu, the second one is the Wang Zhongsu family, and the third one is the Li family."
He paused and then said: "Although Wang and Xiao are both called Wang and Xiao, the combined talent of the two of them in poetry can vaguely compete with the Li family in style."
When Su Ling heard this, he also sighed and said, "Oh, are everyone Li so talented?"
The scribe snorted and said: "More than just being talented and famous in poetry and prose, the Li family's poetry and prose are like being banished to immortals in heaven, while Xiao and Wang are nothing more than graceful people in the world."
When Su Ling heard this, he smiled lightly, as if he thought it was a bit exaggerated, and said with a smile: "Everyone Li is really that powerful."
The scribe said with a look of yearning and admiration on his face: "Master Li, Li Zhibai, is known to the world. Did you know that there are two lines of poetry in the world that praise the style of Master Li!"
Su Ling shook his head and said, "Brother, please give me some advice."
The scribe stroked his beard and chanted: "One chant shocks the heaven and earth, and then chants the ghosts and gods! This is how Li Zhibai is described. Which great talent can do it?"
Su Ling almost said something stupid. Is this really that exaggerated by Li Zhibai?
Seeing Su Ling's horrified expression, the scribe laughed loudly and said, "Li Zhibai has a past incident, I must not be aware of it."
Su Ling shook his head and said: "Brother, I have to suffer and tell you in detail."
The scribe kept walking and said, "Follow me closely and I will explain it to you in detail."
Su Ling nodded and the two walked side by side.
The scribe then spoke eloquently: "I think five years ago, the reputation of the Jin Dynasty kings and Xiao Sangong were not obvious. At that time, there were only two people who were equally famous in poetry and prose. One of them was the Li family, Li Zhibai, who is now at the top.
Already."
Su Ling nodded and said with an open mind, "Then who is the other one?"
The scribe glanced at Su Ling, as if he thought the young man in front of him was really an idiot, and then said: "The other one's surname is Du, and his name is Du Canyue."
Su Ling's head was full of black lines again. Li Zhibai didn't even know why Du Canyue showed up.
The scribe looked fascinated and said: "Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Li and Du have to compete with each other no matter what. So five years ago, on the night of the full moon in Mid-Autumn, the two made an appointment in Jin Dynasty.
The tallest mountain - Tianjue Mountain, we have a competition on the top. What do you think the result will be?"
Su Ling naturally didn't know, and asked hurriedly: "How?"
The scribe smiled and said: "The two faced each other for five days, and Du Canyue wrote more than 5,000 poems!"
When Su Ling heard this, he was shocked and said: "What? More than five thousand articles... This is too terrifying!"
The scribe nodded and said: "With these more than 5,000 articles, even now, Du Canyue's existence is shocking in the past and today, but it is still slightly inferior to everyone in the Li family!"
Su Ling heard this and sighed: "No way, with more than 5,000 poems, he is still slightly inferior to the Li family? Then how powerful Li Zhibai is!"
The scribe laughed loudly, as if he had done it himself, and sighed: "Li Zhibai wrote more than 6,000 poems in five days!"
Wucao! Is this still a human? More than six thousand articles, five days!!
What a banishment to an immortal!
After the scribe finished speaking, his face looked a little lonely and he said: "It's just a pity. Since this competition, Du Canyue seems to have been severely weakened. Now only this legend is left, which seems to have disappeared since then. Only Li's poems will shine through the ages.
, What a pity there were Li and Du twin stars back then!"
Su Ling nodded and said: "I see. It seems that Li Zhibai really deserves the reputation of shaking the world with his chants and weeping about ghosts and gods."
The scribe also nodded and sighed: "It's more than worthy of it, it's worse than it is!"
However, he suddenly felt a little confused, and seemed to be talking to himself: "However, in recent times, a rising star has emerged, and it seems that he has a tendency to catch up with the Li family."
When Su Ling heard this, he was even more surprised and said, "Oh? Who is this?"
The scribe then sighed: "This man is young and I have never seen him before. He is only said to be a doctor. Although he has few poems and articles, it seems he only has two poems and one article, but his sentences are exquisite and his talent is hard to conceal."
When Su Ling heard this, he understood eighty-nine points of it in his heart, and said calmly: "But I don't know which two poems and one article it is. This person's surname is famous."
The scribe hurriedly said: "The poem is called "Dream Jiangnan" and the other is "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night". As for the article, the title is not clear, but there are famous lines, "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness." It is thought-provoking.
.This rising star’s surname is Su and his given name is Ling.”
Su Ling was speechless for a while, her face turned red, and she didn't know how to answer the question.
The scribe glanced at Su Ling again and felt that he was sincere despite his stupidity. It would be good to go together or spend more time together in the future to have fun and relieve boredom. Then he asked: "I wonder who this little brother's name is?"
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Su Ling suddenly gave him a toothy smile and whispered in his ear: "If you are not talented, I am that Su Ling..."
After saying that, Su Ling suddenly disappeared, leaving this dear friend alone and messy in the wind.
The crowd was like a sea, gathering more and more, rushing towards Zhuque Street like a tide.
After the crowd passed, only one person was still standing on the empty street. He seemed a bit out of the ordinary.
Looking at that person again, he seemed to be quite disdainful and shouted at the crowd, rolled his eyes, and said to himself angrily: "She is not a pretty little girl, what is so good about a big man?"
I didn’t learn Chinese well back then, but if I have learned it well and recited those words, what’s the matter with them..."