Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 255 Man Jianghong Twilight Spring.

Two suspects are now known.

Therefore, after leaving Shen's mansion, the group of them did not go back to the county government office, but went directly to Qilipu.

Qilipu is just the name of a street, and most of the people living there are down-and-out scholars. Although it is a bit dilapidated, it is full of literary taste. Of course, because of the complexity of human nature, among these so-called literati, there are also people with low morals.

In Qilipu, every day, some scholars would be seen sitting at a small tea stand, drinking tea, reciting poems and composing lyrics. Sometimes when encountering good lyrics, everyone couldn’t help but sing all over the street.

Although they are poor, they may have fun in hardship, and they are not bad with poetry as a companion.

When Hwarang and others came to Qilipu, they encountered this situation. Several scholars at a tea stand recited the poems they wrote last night one by one, and then compared and appreciated each other. Whoever wrote it, let's have a bowl of tea first.

It seems that these scholars are strange, but those who understand what it means will naturally understand.

It's not difficult to find people in Qilipu, but it takes time, and Bao Zheng is worried that if they ask where Sun Yiwen is, they may alarm Sun Yiwen and cause him to abscond, so they think it's better to find some scholars Good question. Sun Yiwen is also a scholar, so he is naturally familiar with the scholars here. If you ask, you should be able to find Sun Yiwen faster.

It's just a question of who should ask. Although these scholars are low in status, the scholars in Song Dynasty are all stubborn, or a little arrogant. If Bao Zheng asks, they may not give them any face and let the yamen servants ask. I'm afraid I don't believe it even more, so I finally think about it and ask Hua Lang and Gongsun Ce to ask.

Hwarang and Gongsun Ce are both scholars, and it should be the most appropriate for scholars to communicate with each other.

Although Hwarang is not a scholar, he can't say it outright, otherwise it would be wrong to make everyone suspect, so Hwarang had to bite the bullet and act as a scholar.

When he came to those scholars, Gongsun Ce saluted first, and then asked, "Excuse me, where does Sun Yiwen live?"

Those scholars were reciting poems and composing lyrics, and they were full of elegance. When Gongsun Ce asked him this question, he immediately felt that his elegance was swept away, so he said impatiently: "It's on this street, go find it yourself, and sweep our elegance, you know we Don’t make too many good words!”

Seeing the rudeness of these scholars, Hwa Lang felt a little angry, so he took a step forward and said coldly: "You guys are so unsophisticated in poetry, and dare to speak out here, it's really embarrassing for the scholars. !"

Hwarang is obviously provocative. Those scholars are very arrogant. When they are insulted like this, others can say that they have no money, but they can never say that their poems are not popular. This is the insistence of literati, of course, it is also Their persistence, now some people say that their poems are not popular, how can they give up.

They are just scholars, and they can’t do hands-on things, so at this time, one of the literati smiled coldly and said: "We were just writing a poem about late spring, if you can write a poem that will convince us , so it’s easy to say, how about I personally lead you to Sun Yiwen’s house!”

When Gongsun Ce heard this, he panicked. It's not that he can't compose poems, but that poems don't come easily, and in terms of poems, it's hard to compare. If these scholars If you don't agree, wouldn't it be a sad pass.

So at this time, Gongsun Ce wanted to hint to Hwarang not to compete with these scholars, if they refused to say it, then they should go find someone else.

It's just that Hwarang just can't get used to these scholars, so he wants to make these scholars look good. Of course, Hwarang can't write lyrics, but fortunately he doesn't need to write lyrics, he just needs to sing a song. .

At this moment, Hwarang looked at those scholars and called out, "Serve with pen and ink!"

Those scholars felt a little palpitated when they were called out like this, so they hurriedly brought the pen and ink, but after bringing the pen and ink, they found that there was no paper. Looking at it from a distance, they found a piece of canvas at the tea stall, so they didn't care if the tea stall owner was willing or not. , Those scholars brought them here, and the owner of the tea stand was also curious, wanting to see the competition between these scholars, so he didn't say anything, and if the scholar's words in front of him were really good, maybe he could It can promote the business of his tea stall.

Several scholars pressed the canvas against the wall and asked Hwa Lang to bring some, but Hwa Lang didn't shirk, picked up a pen and wrote on the canvas: Man Jiang Hong Twilight Spring.

After the five big characters were written, those scholars didn't feel any surprise. After all, the name Manjianghong has been used by many people, and they have written many good works. What they want to see is the content of the word. rather than the brand name.

Hualang smiled slightly, and continued to write: I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and it’s been a while, Qingming and cold food, in the flower path, there is a storm, a mess, the pink is dark with the flowing water, the garden gradually feels clear and dense, counting the year after year. All the tung flowers are thorned, and the cold is weak.

As soon as the Shangyu came out, those scholars were stunned, their palms began to tremble, and the canvas on the wall almost fell off. Gongsun Ce chanted softly beside him, feeling full of charm, as if there were pictures of late spring in front of his eyes. The picture of a hundred flowers in ruins in the season is ordinary, which makes people think about it.

And among those scholars, one of them couldn't help shouting loudly: "Good words, good words, really good words!"

Wen Meng and Hua Wan'er didn't understand poetry, they just felt that these few sentences were extremely comfortable to read, and now they heard those scholars applaud, so their hearts were filled with a sense of pride, and they almost rushed up and shouted loudly.

Hwarang was secretly proud of himself, and then continued to write: The courtyard is quiet, empty memories, nowhere to say, I am very idle, I am afraid of the flow of warblers and milk swallows, when I hear the news, where is Chisu now, and the colorful clouds are still nowhere to be seen. People, shame to go to the upper floor, flat Wubi.

As soon as the Xia Que came out, the whole scene became somewhat quieter. Wen Meng looked at it and wondered if these few sentences written by Hua Lang were so bad that these scholars didn't like them.

Thinking in this way, Wen Meng was about to feel wronged for Hualang, but at this moment, Gongsun Ce suddenly shouted loudly: "Wonderful, if there is only Shangyu, this is just a poem describing the scene of late spring, but this As soon as Xiayu comes out, the artistic conception of the whole poem immediately rises to a higher level, and the scene is full of emotion, good, good, good!"

After Gongsun Ce finished speaking, those scholars also quickly echoed: "This is the best word we have ever seen written by Muchun, brother, please forgive me for offending us just now, I don't know brother How to call Taiwan, we may still learn from each other in the future!"

At this time, Wen Meng finally felt relieved,