Editing history: the opening inventory of the top ten emperors

History is always interesting.

Because there will always be endless interesting things in history.

Some are still common today.

And some have become legends.

In the continuous dissemination, the transmission is more and more extensive.

For this person.

He is a legend, an out-and-out legend, and even the story of his legend is not limited to himself.

Instead, it expanded to the entire Song Dynasty class, or to be more precise, those people at the bottom of the Song Dynasty.

He is a pompous prodigal son and a master of obscene words and songs.

It is also a name most often heard by people in the market.

But his life was also a great tragedy.

It is conceit and arrogance, and finally, in the polishing of time, they are entangled and mixed into the appearance of a philistine.

But no matter how his appearance changes, it is in the hearts of others.

His image had already been frozen at that moment.

From his birth, to his death, and even long, long after he died.

His image has never changed in the slightest.

"A lifetime of anger has made it into today, and no one in the world is facing the setting sun."

"Let us welcome the author of Song Ci No.7."

"The person I feel most fond of."

"Write lyrics according to the order——Liu Yong, Liu Sanbian!"

Song Zhenzong: "It's over."

Brother Zhenzong immediately became black in front of his eyes.

Although he had already thought that with Liu Yong's poetic accomplishments, it was almost a sure thing to enter the list.

So in other words, in Liu Yong's background, his name will definitely appear.

And unfortunately, the appearance of this name means that he played a role that was not positive to say the least.

Song Renzong: "Tsk tsk tsk, that's interesting."

Fan Zhongyan: "Liu Yong, it's really hard to say."

Wang Anshi: "Lawful words and pornographic songs."

Li Qingzhao: "I don't like him very much either."

Li Bai: "Suddenly, I feel a little curious."

Wen Tingjun: "Details!"

Jiang Kui: "Elegance is also a style."

Yan Ji said: "Indeed."

Yan Shu: "Well said,"

These brothers are all from the Huajian Ci School.

Although the conflict between the two parties cannot be said to be very high.

But it's clear, at least in the top ratings.

The unrestrained faction can be fought according to the graceful faction.

But Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, who would want to take the hat of the second child?

So now a rep appears.

Naturally, it makes them feel happy.

"Me? Which one? Chilling and sad, late to Changting? Or Dongnan Xingsheng, all three Wu?"

Liu Yong murmured.

He was drinking, using a very expensive luminous cup, and even the wine on the table was excellent.

Even better, he is now accompanied by a woman whose appearance, beauty, and figure are almost impeccable.

And she looked at Liu Yong, her eyes were full of golden light.

"You, have you seen it? Even immortals think your words are well written."

"Yeah, that's great."

Liu Yong murmured.

Up to now, it seems that he himself is really going to fall into this place completely.

"Let's talk about him in detail, so that we can see which one is the most worthy of being on the list in your mind."

Qin Ji smiled.

"Liu Yong was born in a family of officials and officials, the family gave him a good education, but unlike education, Liu Yong was different from the rest from the very beginning.

He is a genius, a child prodigy. When he was five years old, he was already famous and well-known far and wide.

Unlike Shang Zhongyong, he is vigorously developing and enriching his talents.

, the day is almost over.

Scholars in ancient times couldn't get around the imperial examination, so he went to Beijing to catch the exam.

At that time, it was still the fashion to find someone to recommend to oneself.This is a very good thing, and it can also establish your own talent name.

The place he went to was Hangzhou. The prefect of this place was called Sun He, and he was almost an ordinary person.

But when he was an official, Sun He was an extremely indifferent person. Many people came to him, hoping to get his recommendation, but he never looked at others until Liu Yong came.

When he came, the young Liu Yong looked at the towering gate in front of him. "

"Young master, go back, my master doesn't see visitors."

The concierge spoke like this, he had already seen too many scholars who came to seek recommendation.

"I'm not like them."

Liu Yong opened his mouth softly.

"I'm not going to see him, please trouble Mr. to send this greeting card to the residence, that's all."

The concierge looked at the proud scholar in front of him, and finally nodded.

Sighing, he sent the greeting card in.

There is no greeting in the greeting.

wrote a poem.

Sun He didn't care about it at first, his talent is not bad, at least half of the words will never catch his eyes.

Even if it was a little better, he didn't bother to talk about it.

But until he saw the beginning of the greeting card in front of him.

He stood up instantly.

He doesn't know other things, but he knows deeply.

The talent of this person, in the entire Song Dynasty, is probably true, and it is hard to beat it.

"The southeast is well-shaped, the three Wu cities, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. There are smoked willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, and there are 10 homes."

"Clouds and trees surround the embankment and sand, raging waves roll in frost and snow, the sky is boundless, the city is full of pearls, and the households are full of Luoqi, competing for luxury."

"Chonghu Lake is stacked in Qingjia, with osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers in ten miles. Qiang pipes make the sky clear, water chestnuts sing in the night, playing and fishing for old people and lotus babies."

"Thousands of riders with high teeth, listening to Xiaogu while drunk, singing and admiring the haze, and returning to Fengchi to praise the good scenery in the future."

He was just reading the poem in front of him, and it seemed that a picture about Hangzhou really appeared in front of him.

Everything on this picture seems to be a microcosm of the prosperity of Hangzhou.

Hangzhou is so vast and huge, but in this poem, it is written vividly and vividly in only a few dozen characters.

He knew that he would never be able to write this poem in his life.

Maybe it's just one of the words Sanqiu osmanthus, ten miles of lotus.

It is enough to make a person famous in the poetry circle of Song Dynasty.

"Sir, do I want to drive him away?"

The concierge looked at him with some anxiety, at least the concierge had never looked at him before, the master would have such a shocked expression.

"Drive him away?"

Sun He suddenly burst out laughing.

"How can I drive him away?"

"He is a person who may not be able to emerge in ten or a hundred years in my Song poetry circle!"

"Come on! Shower and change clothes! Please enter the mansion, I want to meet him solemnly!"