Chapter 156 The Second Love Poem in the World

Language is no longer enough to describe Zhao Xing’s mood at this moment.

The Li Zhiyi, who stood in front of him, is the most outstanding love poem in China. He counts all the ancient Chinese love poems. If "Shang Xie" is the first, "You live on the head of the Yangtze River" is definitely the second love poem in China.

What does it say in the world's No. 1 love poem "Shang Xie" - "Shang Xie!

I want to know you, and my life will never fade away.

There are no tombs in the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

Winter thunder trembles, summer rain and snow,

If heaven and earth are united, I dare to be separated from you!"

The birthplace of "Shangxie" was in Mizhou. It was first in Tanggu, Rizhao City, a holy place where Xihe, a native of Dongyi, sacrificed the sun god and ancestors in ancient times, and the Yuefu of the Later Han Dynasty included it as "Rao Ge".

In comparison, "Shangxie" is suitable for the love of northerners. The love in the poem is so vigorous, gritting teeth, swords and halberds are scattered, and the wind and fire are so strong that the winter thunder shakes, sharpens the knife, swords and halberds are so strong, and the melons are so continuous...

"You live in the head of the Yangtze River" is suitable for the love of the little men in the south of the Yangtze River. The love is so lingering, swearing, and swearing, and surviving, so that they are confused day and night, and they are always cold and surviving...

The author of "Shangxie" can't see him, and he can see Li Zhiyi with his own eyes... How should I describe Zhao Xing's mood at this moment?!

Originally, Zhao Xing should have entered the lobby, had a cup of tea, and then drank a bottle of Erchen Soup for a delivery before leaving. But Zhao Xing didn't care. He grabbed Li Zhiyi and said excitedly: "Let's go to my new residence, I'll hear you talk about this poem."

Zhao Xing pulled Li Zhiyi into the car. While he was in a humble manner, Liao Xiaoxiao ran over with her skirt. When he saw the two of them looking ready to run away, he jumped into the carriage without saying a word, and looked like a cat stealing food. He asked excitedly: "Honey, where are we going?"

"Go home", Zhao Xing shouted. He was in a hurry and didn't notice Liao Xiaoxiao's instigation. He completely forgot that his wife was still in the house, and it was too rude to forget not to sue.

Li Zhichun waited in the hall, but when Zhao Xing and his brothers came in, Liao Xiaoxiao had a wink. She was not the main hospitality target. She could sneak out of the door while the person was unprepared and summoned these two people who forgot to come in - she didn't expect that she would never return.

Cheng Azhu felt a little embarrassed. She stood up first to apologize to Li Zhichun and was about to call Zhao Xing back in person. But Li Zhichun felt very pleased. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's okay, it's okay. My brother and the people fell in love with each other at first sight. They must have gone to the street restaurant to drink and let them go. Let's talk."

Zhao Xing has always underestimated the influence of the "poetry and wine gambling". Since he left the capital, the influence of the "Xiyuan Banquet" has become increasingly greater. As the organizer of the conference, even though Zhao Xing tried his best to keep a low profile, he still attracted attention.

The most important focus of all literati is on the "bet of poetry and wine". Because conquering a person with a poem and allowing a person to serve himself for life without regrets in the future is the dream of all scholars. Nowadays, scholars are all scholars who hold businessmen, and their minds are full of thoughts to make businessmen moved by their own affairs and serve their lives...

Zhao Xing was a generous person. At that time in Huangzhou, Su Shi was in front and Pan Dalin was in the back, and then a group of Su family disciples received his support. In addition, the singing and dancing he sent Zhou Bangyan out of the capital made him vaguely gain a high evaluation status. Many unsuccessful literati hoped to use a broken poem to attract the attention of this person and then receive a financial support. Even if they could not become an official for this, it would be a glory to be able to join Su Dongpo, Zhou Bangyan, Qin Shaoyou, Pan Dalin and others.

Now, Li Zhiyi has also joined in, and he is here to fight Qiufeng.

Li Zhiyi received a gift from the capital, but he did not receive any specific dispatch for many years. The prices in the capital were very expensive. Usually, he could only rely on his brother's support to survive in the capital. Seeing Qin Shaoyou, Li Li and others spending a lot of money, even a straight man like Huang Tingjian, he often took out something from Zhao Xing's mansion. This made Li Zhiyi envious and was full of expectations for the meeting between the two sides.

Nowadays, the most annoying thing in the capital is Li Gonglin and Mi Fu. They took free colored pigments and unlimited Japanese papers, and spent a lot of money on the tiles and tiles. When they were drunk, they would crawl on the paper for a few times. Then they took the "scription and painting" that no one looked down on anyone and went back to Ma Mengde to exchange for a bunch of silver. This kind of life made the down-and-out literati in the capital crazy, but unfortunately, Zhao Xing didn't interact with people when he was in Bianliang City, and when he left, he sneaked away in the middle of the night, which made those people unable to catch people and offer poems.

The "Sizhao" who appointed Beijing officials this fall ended. Seeing that there was no hope for a year, Li Zhiyi wanted to come to his brother to relax. Huang Luzhi and Qin Guan knew Li Zhiyi's thoughts, so he sent Li Zhiyi a letter of introduction. But Li Zhiyi was arrogant and did not take out the letter when he saw Zhao Xing, and first talked about his poems...

He succeeded! This poem did indeed fascinate Zhao Xing. He pulled Li Zhiyi all the way home. On the way, Liao Xiaoxiao chased him. She disagreed with Zhao Xing's crazy state. She was just rare to get along with Zhao Xing alone, so naturally she refused to go back to notify Cheng Azhu.

Zhao Xing pulled Li Zhiyi into his new house all the way. A strange building was erected in the courtyard. It was a Tang-style building, only two-story high. The walls on the second floor were very strange, giving people a soft feeling. When the wind blew, the wall seemed to shake, which surprised Li Zhiyi.

Zhao Xing pulled Li Zhiyi and stood below and urged the workers: "Pull open the soft curtain, there are guests at Bixia Pavilion today."

Turning his face, Zhao Xing stared at Li Zhiyi and said seriously: "You will be the first guest of Bixia Pavilion, and Bixia Pavilion will be famous for you forever."

Li Zhiyi felt that Zhao Xing seemed to have turned his words upside down. He was about to refute, but was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him. The servants were busy pulling open the soft wall - it turned out that it was not a wall, it was made of hard canvas. The canvas was vividly depicted with bricks, and the entire curtain seemed to be close to the modern wall decorative cloth.

Li Zhiyi had just had an idea and was about to ask why he wanted to paint the cloth into a brick wall, but he immediately shut up because what he saw was too luxurious.

The entire second floor is made of transparent glass, and even the roof is light blue glass tiles. The curtain is pulled up. The second floor is not obvious. After the curtain is opened, how can one be described as having a very luxurious and desire?

The servants opened the door on the first floor, and Zhao Xing pulled Li Zhiyi into it. Li Zhiyi was knocked down one after another by Zhao Xing's strangeness. Such a luxurious loft, the bottom floor was a large bathhouse, made of thick stone walls, a pool of clear water and green waves, vaguely emitting steaming heat. There were rows of rattan chairs around the pool. These rattan chairs were strange in shape, and there were several small doors on one of the walls. It seemed that they were private small rooms left for guests.

Walking up to the second floor, Li Zhiyi felt surprised again. The second floor was empty and there was nothing to be decorated. Only the four glass walls reflected the sun all over the room.

The floor of the room was made of thick wooden boards. With the help of the steam coming from the first floor, it felt a little warm when I stepped on the ground. As soon as Zhao Xing went upstairs, he threw off his shoes and pulled Li Zhiyi to the middle of the room.

The house was big, and the foot was on the ground was a little echoing. Liao Xiaoxiao's eyes became brighter as she walked. She remembered that this design was similar to the Luzhu Building designed by Shi Chong of the Jin Dynasty for his pet girl Luzhu. It is said that the floor was covered with small drums under the floor, and the echoing sounded very loud when walking. This was to make his pet girl dance, as if many people were applauding.

Zhao Xing just said that Li Zhiyi was the first guest of this loft. This also means that Liao Xiaoxiao was the first wife and concubine to enter this loft. In this way, was this loft also built for her? Liao Xiaoxiao thought of the wonderful things and couldn't help but hold Zhao Xing tightly...

In the middle of the attic, Zhao Xing and Li Zhiyi sat side by side. They sat cross-legged like Tangren. The servants kept bringing lanterns and placing low tables and Tangren short tables (Japanese short sofas). Liao Xiaoxiao knelt at the table, pouring wine and tea for the two of them attentively. When she glanced at Zhao Xing, she felt unspeakable affection.

"It turns out that cloth curtain is to hide the luxury of this attic." Li Zhiyi looked around and nodded while admiring: "It's a little regretful that this small building is not high and cannot admire the scenery of the whole city from a high place. However, if that is the case, this small building cannot be concealed. Isn't it just that people can't let people find out?"

Li Zhiyi is talking about a layman here. Mizhou is a defensive state. In such prefectures and counties, there are regulations that houses and buildings should not be higher than the city walls, so as not to see the military layout and mobilization in the city.

Zhao Xing did not correct Li Zhiyi's words. He repeatedly savored the poem "You live in the head of the Yangtze River" in his mind, and was fascinated. As the second love poem in China, there are many versions of the poem, namely Teresa Teng's version and Wang Luobin's version... There is also a bel canto singing method, and I don't know who composed the music.

These three singing methods have their own advantages. Zhao Xing was unable to make a decision for a while. His repeated consideration made Li Zhiyi a little nervous.

If you can't decide, then let's go together with three - Zhao Xing shot Liao Xiaoxiao, made a record gesture, and then sang the Wang Luobin version in a low voice. This version is suitable for men to sing. It has the vastness of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the sound is thick and long.

After singing the song, Li Zhiyi couldn't help but be moved by his poem. He murmured: "I would rather not know that there is such a tune in the world."

"This is a minor tune originating from the source of the Yangtze River. I heard that it is deeply influenced by the Yuefu lyrics of the Sui and Tang Dynasties..." Zhao Xing sang the bel canto version of the tune with his eyes. Liao Xiaoxiao likes this tune. Even the high notes that Zhao Xing can't sing, Liao Xiaoxiao can sing in a gentle and fulfilling manner. Before he knew it, he raised the song - snatching the show, this is definitely a snatching show. Liao Xiaojia's voice sang in annihilated Zhao Xing's hum, and the song that penetrated the clouds and mist reached a very high place, as if a lark was flying while singing lingeringly, making the soul leave his body and speechless for a long time.

The busy servants in the attic were all fascinated by the song. They all stopped in place, listened to Liao Xiaoxiao pulling the last sentence to the high notes, and repeatedly chanting the sentence "I just hope that your heart is like my heart, and I would rather not let my lovesickness down."

Before we knew it, a Japanese girl hummed in a low voice, and then all the young boys and girls sang along with the song - "I would rather not let down my lovesickness."

After Liao Xiaoxiao finished singing, she fell softly in Zhao Xing's arms, with endless love and full of love. She felt that she mist was in her bones and couldn't help but feel her eyes were soft, leaving only a cloud of water mist.

Pa, pa, pa, a lonely slap sounded in the hall. In this attic with excellent echo effect, those few slaps seemed particularly shocking.

Li Zhiyi clapped his palms and lamented: "I was born late, but I didn't know that Liao's masterpiece has come to this point, so I can't appreciate it in the capital... Hey, when I was studying in the past, I saw Master 'hearing Shao music, but I didn't know the taste of meat in March', and I always thought it was exaggerating. Today I know: There is such a wonderful sound in the world. Unfortunately, as soon as Liao everyone left, the people in the capital never heard Shao music. I feel very sorry!"

A few plucking silk strings came from downstairs. It was the Japanese girls and Hu Ji. When they heard the music just now, they were trying to play the song with silk bamboo based on their memory. Li Zhiyi was interested in listening to how the music was wonderful after the song was, but Liao Xiaoxiao, who was lying in Zhao Xing's arms, rubbed her forehead and acted coquettishly: "Official, I have a headache."

When Li Zhiyi saw it, she smiled and shook her head, giving up. Zhao Xing patted Liao Xiaoxiao and greeted the servant below: "Come on, help Xiaoxiao to change clothes."

Liao Xiaoxiao's headache is not a coquettish act. The bel canto sings emphasize that airflow vibrates the abdominal cavity, chest cavity, and skull cavity. The singing of the songs is so exciting that it is piercing. Liao Xiaoxiao does not know the trick of bel canto, but she has been immersed in her singing career for many years, which makes her accidentally use modern singing skills to interpret this modern song. She recites the last sentence repeatedly like a mantra... If she sings too much, her head will be confused.

Li Zhiyi didn't know this. He thought it was Liao Xiaoxiao who acted coquettishly, so he changed the topic and pointed to the attic in front of him, saying, "My brother, Li Ren, the scenery in this pavilion is very beautiful. It is better for us to write a poem to praise the scenery."

Zhao Xing shook his head like a wave drum: "Ahh, I have the most headaches and the most couplets to recite poems. Brother Li's talent for poetry is not enough in my life, so I simply 'Don't talk about poetry in front of Brother Li'!"

This is the highest praise for the poet, because not long ago, there was a poem that specifically mocked the common people who wrote poems on Li Bai’s tomb. The poem said that when Li Bai’s tomb was written, he played a big axe in front of Lu Ban’s door. Therefore, "No poetry in front of Li Bai’s tomb" became a compliment to people’s poetry talent. And it was the highest compliment.

Li Zhiyi was so full of pores that he had opened his body by this compliment, but he had to make a routine humble statement: "Li Ren was joking. Although you said you would not write poetry or couplets. But the couplet you made on the Huixin Building on the Jinmingchi Lake was praised for "urgent wisdom". In addition, the three poems you made were all extraordinary? If you can't speak poetry, who in Mizhou can speak poetry anymore?"

Li Zhiyi's words are also a truth. The three poems plagiarized by Zhao Xing are all famous quotes. Apart from him, Li Zhiyi, Wang Zishao, Suo Wendao, and even Fan E and others, they are not famous for their poetry. Therefore, if those three poems are really from his hands, there is no other person in Mizhou who dares to talk about poetry and lyrics in front of him.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xing's self-knowledge is very powerful.

"Oh? Have I made three songs?" Zhao Xing didn't know his "cumulative number of plagiarisms". He didn't dare to talk about this topic anymore, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Brother Li, how long are you going to stay in Mizhou... I have an idea, you can stay here for the Zhengdan (Spring Festival), and after the Zhengdan I will send you to Beijing by sea."

"It's good to arrive in the capital on February 2nd," Li Zhiyi replied. Arriving in the capital on February 2nd was not to catch the festival of "the dragon raised its head", but to deal with the "county summons" that appoint local officials before February 9th.

"No problem, enter the Bohai Sea from the sea, and then through Liudongshui River (the southern tributary of the North Yellow River Canal) to Bianjing, the journey is fast and stable." Zhao Xing gave the other party a comforting smile and added: "In a few days, it happens to be the Double Ninth Festival. I will take Brother Li to visit the scenery of Mizhou... When Brother Li comes here, he will have to leave a few poems for Mizhou. As for my attic, it's just that, I don't want to spread the poems that lament Bixia Pavilion during my lifetime."

Li Zhiyi had just learned the other party's caution from the details of the curtains and walls. He sighed: "It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery is unknown to us during our lifetime."

Li Zhiyi is 49 years old this year, and Zhao Xing can't see his actual age, but he used it as his household registration to participate in the imperial examination. Because he was young, and someone believed him if he was a few years younger, so the truth about this attic was not announced during Zhao Xing's lifetime also means that Li Zhiyi could not make these poems public during his lifetime.

Although this is a bit regretful, it is not a regret when Zhao Xing's carrot hits his head.

Li Zhiyi's family arrived at Zhao Xing's mansion in the evening. At this time, Zhao Xing and Li Zhiyi were already drunk and were soaking in the steaming pool, eating the Song Dynasty snack food "Lactose Real Snow" - this thing should be called in modern language and is called "ice cream".

Take a hot bath and eat ice cream. A few gorgeous Japanese girls next to them were naked, rubbing the back and shoulders of the guests according to the customs of the Tang Dynasty... and adding a bit of modern flavor, that is a bubble bath. This life is so lazy that it makes people unable to get excited about moving their fingers. They get drunk when they are not careful. When Li Zhiyi's family arrives, only Liao Xiaoxiao is still awake. She is guarding the door and discussing repertoire with Hu Ji. The silk and bamboo are low, intermittent, and lingering. A moan is faintly heard from the bathroom. This sound makes the female family dare not go deep.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yiyi asked Xiaoxiao with her small fist, "What's the matter inside? Why don't you go in and serve?"

Liao Xiaoxiao bowed: "Madam Zhi, the official talked about poetry with Lord Li, and was drunk and wanted to take a bath. The official called a group of Japanese women in, saying that they were stepping on their backs, but they asked the slave to guard the door. Now the wine has been sent in more than a dozen bottles, and a jar of lactose, as well as popcorn, peanuts and fruits. I think the official is drunk and sang just now, but now he is humming. I want to have a moan in?"

Yi Yi glanced at Azhu and didn't say anything. Azhu glanced at Li Zhiyi's wife, and saw that the other party's face was calm, and immediately said, "Come on the bathhouse stone bed, the official may stay in it tonight. It's small, so it's worth serving you carefully."

In fact, there was no taboo for Azhu and the others to go in. There was a custom of bathing together in the Song Dynasty, and this custom is still retained in some places in Henan today, just like in contemporary Japan. However, Zhao Xing asked Liao Xiaoxiao to stay outside the door, which made it difficult for the female family members to step in. After a while, Azhu began to place guests, and the two drunk men went crazy in the bathhouse.

Sure enough, the two poets had a night of fun that night and slept on the big hot rocks burning in the bathhouse until they woke up the next day. The next day, the two drunk men stood up and were full of energy, but Liao Xiaoxiao could hold on to two dark circles without makeup.

In the remaining days, Zhao Xing was busy moving. When everyone lived there, it was also Double Ninth Festival. On this day, all the officials in the city were on holiday. As a local official, Wang Zishao and others first went to the countryside to hold a rural drinking ceremony with their elders, and then enjoyed chrysanthemums and held a poetry meeting... This kind of life was not something Zhao Xing could handle, so he postponed the invitation of Wang Zishao and others, and went out to hold a picnic with officers such as Zhang Yong.

Originally, Zhao Xing also gave the servants at home this day to let everyone have fun, but several Gurkha warriors had nowhere to go and had no language to the locals, so they followed Zhao Xing. The disciples of the Cheng clan and several Yici Leye people followed the crowd. As a result, Zhao Xing's group was in a vast crowd, and Zhang Yong had already reached more than 100 people.

Walking on the road, Zhang Yong turned around and looked at the vast team, shook his head and sighed: "I heard that when the Master of Da Su was in charge of Mizhou, he left a poem saying 'To repay the city and follow the prefect'. Is this considered a trip to half of the city?"

Zhao Xing shook his head and recited: "My family teacher is in the sun, leaving behind 'the autumn crops are not full of eyes, and the wheat seeds are also rare; I will always be ashamed of this country, and the light thorns are thorns on my skin. I have been in my life for five thousand volumes, but I will not save hunger in a word'. I have been in my life for five thousand volumes, but I will not save hunger in a word - how can I achieve such a great compassionate heart!"

When the whole city of Mizhou accompanied Su Dongpo on a trip, it was because of Su Dongpo's love and compassion. When Su Dongpo took office in Mizhou, the local area was in trouble. Su Shi saw that the people's lives were in great difficulty, and the ground was full of hungry children, and he felt very heavy. He felt guilty for his inability to save the suffering of the people, and wrote this poem "Seeing the Send to Jinglin immediately with Kong's Doctor Jing Lin"... which is the poem that Zhao Xing just recited.

In order to save the people from water and fire, Su Shi wrote to the court, requesting tax reduction and exemption. At the same time, praying for rain and drought, driving away locusts, and catching disasters and robberies. After taking these measures, the people of Mizhou were very welcomed and the society was slightly stable. For abandoned babies, he mobilized officials to pick them up, and then arranged them to be raised by each family. The government paid monthly support and rescued dozens of people within two years. This made the people of the city grateful to this kind-hearted person.

After he led the locals through the disaster, the locals were naturally willing to accompany the playful prefect to make trouble, so Su Dongpo went out to hunt, and the people of the whole city followed him, causing a sensation of "holding the yellow on the left and holding the cage on the right".

Zhao Xing came to Mizhou, but he was not a local official and he wandered around the military camp every day. So far, most local people did not know that the new judge was Su Dongpo's disciple, and Zhao Xing's identity was only circulated among the bureaucrats, so he did not find the favor of the people.

However, the Mizhou regiment training had already felt the method of signing the new verdict. As their house was completed, the workers from the municipal hospital returned and saw new large tiled houses. The soldiers who built Wankou Shuizhai accidentally returned home and brought the changes in the camp back to the military camp, which made Zhao Xing's prestige unparalleled in the regiment training. Even the matter of his secretly organizing the "utility fleet" consciously helped him conceal...

Perhaps, it won’t take long before this Sumen disciple’s reputation will be the same as that of the teacher, but it is not yet possible.

Today, everyone's goal is to set a horse in the lake. This lake is known as the "Northern Jiangnan". It was once the place where Su Dongpo liked to visit the most. Walking on the road that Su Dongpo once walked, Zhao Xing was filled with emotion: "Your body and reputation have been destroyed, and it is my teacher who has been passed down through the ages."

After saying this, he glanced at Li Zhiyi beside him and added: "There is also Brother Li!"

This sentence is a bit arrogant. In fact, it is not only these two people who have been passed down through the ages, but also Li Zhichun, who buried thousands of unknown wild corpses, Fan E, and countless brilliant stars and moons of this era.

But Li Zhiyi did not interrupt Zhao Xing's crazy words. He waved the horse whip in his hand and nodded slightly, as if he accepted Zhao Xing's compliment.

The rules of the officialdom are that those who do not serve as officials go to the official's house to visit the official's house. Officials must support the other party's money. This is a simple etiquette left in ancient times, called "raising the seeds of articles", commonly known as "Fighting the Autumn Wind". It contains the meaning of encouraging the other party to continue to study and improve. Although this custom later changed its quality, it still maintained its original simplicity in the Song Dynasty.

When Li Zhiyi visited Zhao Xing's mansion, Zhao Xing also had to give back according to the rules. The rewards he gave were generally very generous, especially the poet who moved him, and would not be disappointed by him. Li Zhiyi received a total of 1,000 guan in cash, plus a few horses, a set of carriages, silk and satin, four treasures of the study, and the total value of all things was 3,000 guan.

This is the total amount of wealth that a middle-class family can obtain, which is equivalent to one-twentieth of the profit of a ship of goods in Zhao Xing. The average price obtained by "Fighting the Autumn Wind" in the Song Dynasty was: ten cents of coins. Lu You once received double-twenty cents of coins, and he showed off his own flaunts, and he wrote several poems to boast about his talents...
To be continued...