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Chapter 186 Talent Peak, Moral Depression

"Moral depression?"

Wang Chuan, inside the bamboo house, Wang Wei looked at this freshly released biography in astonishment, and felt a little hard to describe this word that he had never seen before. He felt both inexplicable and catchy.

However, he was very busy to understand the meaning of the word, because this article is called "Song Zhiwen: Killing Nephew and Seizing Poetry, Self-recommended Pillow Mat, Betrayal of Friend, Peak of Talent, Low Morality"

[He is a real talent who established the rhythm of modern poetry, and a real villain who adapts to the wind. He is Song Zhiwen! 】

[Song Zhiwen's father, Song Lingwen, is capable of writing and martial arts, and is quite chivalrous. The three sons have each inherited one of his father's strengths. The youngest son, Song Zhiti, has inherited natural supernatural powers. The second son, Song Zhixun, is good at writing. His son Song Zhiwen is brilliant in writing.

Song Zhiwen, who was just 20 years old, has already passed the imperial examination and was a Jinshi. However, he didn't want to be an official at the beginning of the day's election. , but he couldn't see it at all... He didn't hesitate to use his good writing on flattery. 】

Wang Wei couldn't help laughing secretly when he saw this. Song Zhiwen's character is also well-known in the Dagan literary world. If you want to say that the most notorious literati in the past and present, Song Zhiwen will have a place no matter what.

He didn't expect this person to be so bold, and this scolding can be said to be very blatant.

The author [Chang Ye], I have never heard of this person before, but this style of writing has a feeling of deja vu.

Continue to read, 【One day, Wu Meiniang was in a good mood and asked everyone to compose poems. The best one was rewarded with a brocade robe. , When the rain came to watch the farmers and the spring", Wu Meiniang was so delighted that she bestowed the brocade robe on the spot to Song Zhiwen.

It is just a brocade robe, just being appreciated by Wu Meiniang, Song Zhiwen is naturally dissatisfied, eager to seek an official, he not only made friends with Wu Meiniang's two male favorites, but also expressed his love in the poem Heart, "Minghe is expected to be unacquainted, and I would like to take advantage of it."

Wu Meiniang was also very interested in this little fresh meat who was 20 years younger than herself. However, soon, Wu Meiniang stopped mentioning this matter. According to Wu Meiniang's own statement later, she didn't want to do it because Song Zhiwen had bad breath. He went on a blind date with him... and demoted him to Guangdong, which was still a poor country at that time. 】

"puff……"

Seeing this, Wang Wei almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

He also heard about this incident back then, and as for bad breath or something, it was a bit of a fiction, but if this incident happened to Song Zhiwen, it would not be surprising.

[Half-holy Wang Wei has already made a big hit! 】

Wang Wei is indeed amazing. He has always believed that the writing of historians is the one that kills people. The fault was mentioned in one stroke, so that later generations really thought that Li Guang was such a great general.

As everyone knows, the nickname of General Li Guangfei was indeed given to him by the Huns, but because Li Guang was defeated and captured by the Huns, he took the Huns' horse and ran away. The Huns laughed at him for running fast, so he gave it to him He's just a nickname.

As for failing to encircle and suppress the Huns due to failure, and participating in wars all his life, with more defeats and fewer victories, even fewer people know about it.

He didn't expect that such a situation could still be seen in novels. He could imagine how ugly Song Zhiwen's face would be if he read this article. Just thinking about it makes people feel refreshed!

[Song Zhiwen, who could not live in relegation, quietly escaped from Guangdong. On the way home, he wrote the masterpiece "Crossing the Han River", which is still familiar to everyone today. Dare to ask someone.The anxious and complicated mood of the wanderer returning home is vividly portrayed. Unfortunately, if everyone knows that he wrote this poem on the way to escape, they don't know what kind of mood he will feel.

After returning to the capital, Song Zhiwen happened to hear that two of his good friends were planning to plot to get rid of Prime Minister Wu Sansi. Instead, he was promoted to the chief book of Honglu Temple...

After finding a new thigh, Song Zhiwen continued his dog licking career, showing his talent in flattering to the fullest, and his new master also liked it, so Song Zhiwen was very fast during this time. To be promoted, just with his ability to touch and roll, people will forget that he is still a talented poet...

In the end, he also paid the price because of his opportunism. When trying to curry favor with his new master, he forgot that his old master was also a vengeful person. Therefore, under the old master's revenge, he was demoted again and again, and finally given to death Taking office in Guangxi...]

Luo Jing, Han Yu laughed and shook his head.

Most of the descriptions in this article are relatively true and objective, but he can also feel the author's strong subjective bias.

After a little thought, he disappeared in a flash, and he didn't know where he went.

[As for Song Zhiwen's talent, perhaps no one doubts it, but that's not the case. Some people think that Song Zhiwen's poems are often suspected of plagiarism, such as the famous "Grassing Pulsatilla", which is full of flowers every year. Similar, every year is different...

It is said that this poem was written by Liu Xiyi, Song Zhiwen's nephew. Unfortunately, Liu Xiyi didn't know his uncle's character. My nephew took this poem as his own. 】

"It's nonsense, it's nothing..."

In Fenyang, Song Zhiwen gritted his molars and looked at this article, already a little out of breath.

"It must be him!"

Seeing this style, even though it was a new pseudonym, Lin Qian's name immediately popped up in Song Zhiwen's mind. Although there was no evidence, he intuitively told him that the author of this article was Lin Qian.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Song Zhiwen's eyes were full of coldness. Now he didn't even want to know if the author was Lin Qian. It's normal for the Bansheng to be angry, bleeding and drifting away, right?

He didn't know that his random guess turned out to be correct. Of course, this article was written by Lin Qian, but he deliberately changed his pen name. As long as there is no definite evidence, what can Song Zhiwen do against him?
Do as soon as you think of it, Song Zhiwen appeared in the sky hundreds of feet away in a flash.

However, before he could leave, a person suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"Brother Song, where are you going?"

Han Yu asked blankly, if it wasn't for Lin Qian, he wouldn't even want to say a word to this person, this brother Song made him feel sick even more.

"Brother Changli actually came to visit in person, it's really radiant!"

Song Zhiwen's face changed slightly, he probably guessed the reason for Han Yu's visit, and felt aggrieved in his heart, but who asked him to harass Han Yu a few days ago, and now he has no temper when people come to stop him.

"Since His Majesty asked Lin Qian to atone for his crimes, surely Brother Song wouldn't do anything to a junior for his own sake?"

Han Yu smiled and said, "Brother Song, please forgive me, I am just a pawn sent to pass on the message."

After finishing speaking, Han Yu was too lazy to say anything to Song Zhiwen, turned around and left neatly, leaving Song Zhiwen on the spot with an increasingly ugly face.

It can only be said that the retribution came too fast. Han Yu returned all the words he said to Han Yu before, and he knew that he had lost the chance to attack Lin Qian. Since Han Yu came to warn him, they must have been prepared for a long time. .

Clenching his fists tightly, Song Zhiwen folded his body and went in another direction.

Soon, Song Zhiwen fell into a bustling city.

A big river flows through the middle of the city, and the lights and feasting on both sides of the river are full of people's voices, making it a bustling scene.

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, Song Zhiwen's mood also calmed down a little.

However, before he could appreciate the beautiful scenery, he suddenly found that the people around him were pointing fingers at him.

"Look, this seems to be Song Zhiwen!"

"Song Zhi asked?"

"Didn't you read that article?"

"Oh! You are talking about that Song Zhiwen! How dare he come here? If I have the strength, I must teach him a lesson!"

The scholars were discussing in low voices, separated by tens of meters away from Song Zhiwen, it is logically impossible for ordinary people to hear it, but it is a pity that no matter how poor Song Zhiwen's character is, he is still a semi-sage, and his hearing and eyesight are naturally nothing to worry about.

But he would rather not hear...

He can't go up to argue with this ordinary scholar now, or really kill him, right?In this case, his already precarious reputation might be ruined in an instant.

"Everyone, don't be misled by that article. Just listen to things like seizing poems. If it's really seizing poems, wouldn't "Book Sea" still be able to tell? He can still get the approval of heaven?"

Finally, there are still some smart people. Song Zhiwen felt relieved when he heard the words, and decided to pay more attention to this smart person, maybe he could be given a chance.

"Only say that his poem was won, but did not deny his talent? Why, you are so anxious, you can't be the same person, right?"

Someone quickly retorted, "What's more, is it he who licked Wu Meiniang? Was it him who betrayed his friend? Can this still be washed?"

Everyone said one sentence to another, and immediately drowned that rational voice in the sea of ​​people.

And looking at everyone's aura, it seems that just saying a word to Song Zhiwen is a heinous crime. Now, even if some people think that there are many doubts in this article, they have no choice but to shut up.

Song Zhiwen's new good mood suddenly disappeared, and he no longer wanted to wander around, so he walked quickly all the way to the Qin Mansion.

"Brother Hui, have you read this article?"

When Song Zhiwen saw Qin Hui, he asked angrily, "This matter can't just be left alone. If I let them slander me, my reputation of waiting in Daqian will be ruined."

"Brother Yanqing, don't worry. It's just a fictional article. It's nothing. As long as Brother Yanqing ignores it, no one will care about it in a few days."

Qin Hui stroked his beard, smiled lightly, and regarded it as an insignificant matter.

"Now go to the street and listen to what everyone is saying..."

Song Zhiwen wanted to say something else, but Qin Hui waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's just a temporary reputation, brother Yanqing, don't worry about it..."

(End of this chapter)