Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

  Chapter 90 I hope it's not too big this time

   Gongyu Mingxi thought that if she could let Daxia people read those classics and poems, wouldn't it be a blessing for Daxia people?

   Of course, she is not so shameless as to publicize these literary and Taoist wealth in her own name. She has thought about it, she will compile a book under the name of an anonymous person, and then make a fake and turn it into a lost ancient book.

The matter of    forgery is really a simple matter for her, who has been dealing with Jinshi for most of her life and continued to compile "Jinshilu".

   Qixun was halfway through the drawing and felt a little cold. He wanted to go back to the room to get a cloak from the closet and put it on. As a result, he saw Mei Niang writing and writing, and only when he asked, did he know what the old girl was writing.

Qixun became interested: "The post-Song culture also has its splendor, such as the Yuan song, a piece of "Autumn Thoughts": withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water people, ancient roads with west wind and thin horses, the sun sets in the west, and people with heartbroken In the end of the world. It makes people sigh and feel sour, and the bleakness of the late autumn and early winter is also in front of the eyes. In the Qing Dynasty, there was also a poet from aristocratic background named Nalan Rongruo. As I saw at first, what is the matter of the autumn wind and sad painting of fans? It is easy to change but the old people's hearts, but the old people's hearts are changeable, so many later generations are melancholy and moved. Although Song Ci is the most splendid pearl in the long river of history, it can be compared with it. There is only Tang poetry, but Yuan music also has its own uniqueness.”

   Gongyu Mingxi reminisced about the song "Autumn Thoughts", and scrutinized Nalan Rongruo's sentence "If life is just like the first time", I couldn't help but become fascinated.

   came back to his senses, and only sighed.

Qi Xun said: "The beauty of poetry lies in its ability to elicit empathy, but I prefer bold and bold words. A great founding man of our flower family also once had a **** "Qinyuanchun". I think that throughout history The poems left, this Que "Qinyuan Spring Snow", in terms of the majesty of the weather, must be first-class."

  Princess Mingxi pressed his heart and said with a smile: "You can listen to me."

"The scenery of the northern country is frozen for thousands of miles, and snow drifts for thousands of miles. Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but a vast expanse; the river up and down suddenly loses its surging. The mountain dances with silver snakes and the original pond wax figure. I want to compete with the **** of heaven. It must be sunny and see the red dress. The plain wrapping is extraordinarily enchanting. The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to compete. It is a pity that the Qin Emperor and Han Wu were slightly inferior in literary talent; Now, let’s look at the present day for the number of romantic figures.”

   Gongyu Mingxi listened to her heart, what kind of a person with a strong heart can write such words!

  The artistic conception is magnificent, the momentum is magnificent, and the whole word is grand and majestic. How can that kind of heroic mind be something ordinary people can have?

Regarding the founding emperors of the past dynasties, even if they were also emperors in later generations, they seldom hide Pi publicly. The great man Xiaoxun mentioned, but he did not shy away from it, and he was blunt and expressive. And self-confidence in the characters of one's own time, can stand from the perspective of history, look down on the generation of founding emperors in history, and say the words "everything has gone, count the romantic characters, and look at the present".

   Of course, judging from Xiaoxun's description of her past time and space, this great man is indeed qualified.

   He really led the romantic figures of that era and created a beautiful and desirable new world.

   His Majesty the First Emperor unified the six countries and created the great unity of future generations, but this successor led the talents of his era to create a stronger and better world.

  The outstanding talents of that era, their great achievements, may not have no successors, but at least no predecessors.

Qixun really likes this poem, especially the line "Xiongguan is really like iron, but now I'm stepping over from scratch", the confidence in the bones is wild, and the iron in the poem is so strong that people feel that after reading it. Hearty.

   Although discussing poetry in front of everyone like my mother is a little bit too embarrassing, but my mother, why is there any embarrassment?

   Besides, it’s just talking about people and poems that you like.

   Everyone has a different style.

   Some people like graceful, others like boldness.

   Someone loves both.

   Gongyu Mingxi has a strong interest in the poems of this great man. She knows that the fourth daughter will never forget it. Since she likes this poem, she must have read it, so she has to write it down in silence.

   Qi Xun naturally responded.

   She has all the collections of that person's writings, but unfortunately, the space can't be opened now, and Qixun has a feeling. When she can officially introduce her spirit into her body and embark on the path of cultivation, or the space will be able to enter and exit.

   During this period of time, listening to Qixun's lecture on history, Gongyu Mingxi also knew that there were dynasties such as the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties after the Song Dynasty, and listened to her introduction to Yuan music, so that Xiaoxun could write it down if he remembered it.

   Qixun smiled and said, "Mother, instead of letting me keep silent, it's better for Xiao Wu to sort things out. In poetry, I'm not as good as her when it comes to horses."

   She is a science student.

   Gongyu Mingxi also thinks about it.

Although the time and space of Xiao Wu's life is somewhat different from that of her later generations, the general context is similar. Even in the Song Dynasty, after her death, there were many famous poets. She heard Xiao Wu mention a man named Xin Qiji. , This person's military and political poetry and even personal martial arts are extremely good.

   Pushing the matter to Sister Lin, Qixun hurriedly slipped away. Occasionally, the poems are good, but discussing poems with my mother is bald, right?

   She should be her craftsman honestly.

   The basic teaching course she plans to write has not yet been completed.

   Brother Lingzhou said that if it was really compiled, it would be necessary to introduce it into clanology.

   But Shichihiro still hopes to introduce those basic courses into ethnology.

  There are many literate people in Yanjia Village due to the clan, but at present, the only people with the surnames Yan and Liu are Yan's father, Yan Fengchi and Wushu.

   It is precisely because of this that the family attaches great importance to the first cousin's county test.

If there is another scholar who will be admitted to Juren in the future, the Yan family can barely be said to be the first in poetry and calligraphy. Rare.

  Because the old lady was free to compile a book with an anonymous author, Lingyu was called by her to assist in sorting it out. Fortunately, Lingsu was only trying to dispense medicines, and no one needed help. The family lives independently and has things to do.

   The next day, the brothers and sisters made an appointment to go to the county seat. Because there were so many people, Lingqi went to the patriarch's house to borrow an ox cart because his own ox cart had to be delivered.

   The five cousins ​​went to the county town together.

   Gongyu Mingxi started writing books because he didn't want to go to the county town with them, so he stayed at home.

   Even in this life, Lingyu has only been to the county town once or twice, and it is rare to go out in normal times, and she looks at the scenery along the way curiously.

  It’s a pity that it’s winter, the leaves are cold and windy, and there is nothing to see.

   Qixun felt that her monkey brother was an accident body, and hoped that this time he would not encounter a horse that hurts people again, or it would be too inch.

   (end of this chapter)