The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 273: Moisturize things silently
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The third day of March in the ninth year of the Xuan Li calendar.
The spring rain is silky, and the wilderness is boundless.
Fu Xiaoguan and his party walked out of the Qishan Corridor safely on February 29th, and now it is the fourth day since they entered the territory of the Wu Dynasty.
The team was even larger, because the garrison in Chiba City had already received Emperor Wen's order. They sent five hundred cavalry, on the one hand to lead the way, and on the other hand to protect the safety of the Yu Dynasty envoy.
So everything after that was arranged by the generals of the Wu Dynasty, and Xue Ping returned home at ease.
The general of the Wu Dynasty was named Xie Xifeng. He was about forty years old. He was serious in speech but meticulous in everything. He seemed to attach great importance to this Yu Dynasty mission.
It was almost midnight and the sun had not yet set. The team set up camp in a place called Huazhong Plain.
Fu Xiaoguan had some knowledge of this place from the previous intelligence from Xiaoyu Tower. After passing the Huazhong Plain, there was Jinguan City, the largest town on the northern border of the Wu Dynasty.
This confused him for a while, wondering whether Du Fu's "Spring Night Joyful Rain" existed in this world?
But later in the chat with Qin Wenzhe and others, he realized that he was overthinking.
This is completely a coincidence.
The Huazhong Plain is very large and was a pasture in the north of the Wu Dynasty. The reason why it is called such a place is because thousands of flowers bloom in this place in spring, which is extremely spectacular.
As for Jinguan City, it is a landscape city. It means that standing on this tower, you can see beautiful scenery everywhere, so it is a landscape city.
This scene is not the other scene. In the final analysis, I still have a guilty conscience!
Boundless wilderness, drizzle, mist, and thousands of flowers blooming! There are butterflies flying, bees busy, birds returning to their nests, and horses muttering - this is a majestic landscape painting!
As Fu Xiaoguan and others walked among them, they felt relaxed and happy, and the picture became more and more vivid.
If we develop this place into a tourist attraction and sell tickets in a circle, we can make a lot of money without much investment... Fu Xiaoguan smiled hoarsely, thinking that he was indeed a person full of copper odor. The first thought Still making money.
But then a doubt arose in his mind - there is no village in such a unique place!
Xie Xifeng, who followed him, kept watching Fu Xiaoguan's back, thinking that this great talent of the Yu Dynasty was actually no different from ordinary people.
Young, handsome, and very energetic, but he also likes this beautiful scenery. I once thought that he should be otherworldly, but I thought too much.
Qin Wenzhe looked at this scenery and wanted to write a poem, but after holding it for a long time, he had no inspiration. He turned to Fu Xiaoguan and said, "With such a beautiful scenery, how can there be no poetry? Brother Fu, is there anything you can do? How about one?" ”
So all the students looked at Fu Xiaoguan. Many of them were members of the Lanting Poetry Society. They had seen Fu Xiaoguan's ability to write lyrics in the Red Sleeve School, and they were looking forward to it now.
Xie Xifeng's eyes lit up as he stood behind Fu Xiaoguan, and there was a little more color in his eyes.
Fu Xiaoguan is not pretentious. The matter of a scholar is not plagiarism. As a messenger of cultural dissemination, he has the obligation to leave those classics in the world.
So, he stood proudly with his hands behind his back.
"I will compose a song "Spring Night Happy Rain" for everyone"
Someone took out a pen and paper from his sleeve pocket, but there was no ink, so he licked it in his mouth, not paying attention to the blackness in his mouth.
“Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, and the fire inside the tent is only bright.
Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city! ”
There are no river boats here. Fu Xiaoguan was quite sorry. He could only change two words, which made it look a bit unsightly.
But to other people's ears, this just fits the scene.
Especially the sentence "Look at the red wet place with a smile, the flowers are heavy in the official city", which shocked Xie Xifeng even more!
At this moment, they have just arrived at Huazhong Plain. This is of course Fu Xiaoguan's first time here, but he integrated the Huazhong Plain and the landscape city into the poem - which shows that he wrote this poem at this moment. from!
But the other students were all immersed in the artistic conception of this poem and couldn't extricate themselves.
The whole poem describes the scenery, which is picturesque and makes people endlessly daydream.
Gongsun Ke recited in a low voice: "Sneak into the night with the wind... This subtitle is simply amazing!"
Wu Que deeply agreed, "A latent word gives the spring rain its spirituality. Look at the next sentence to moisturize things silently. Because it is latent, it is silent, but it nourishes all things..."
Wu Que was suddenly startled, because this poem reminded him of what Fu Xiaoguan had said to them along the way - it turned out that he had such a profound meaning in writing this poem!
It turns out that he has sneaked into their hearts like the spring rain along the way and moistened their thoughts!
This is the real teacher!
He turned to Fu Xiaoguan and bowed respectfully, "Teacher, I bow to you as a disciple!"
Fu Xiaoguan was already a visiting professor at Jixia Academy, but his age caused many students to still call him Brother Fu.
When the other students heard this and thought about it carefully, they suddenly understood the huge gap in status and even knowledge between them. They also immediately understood why Wu Que became a disciple after listening to this poem. present!
So all the students were shocked, not because of their status, but from their hearts. They all performed the disciple salute, "Teacher, please accept the disciples' bows!"
A poem completed the transformation of Fu Xiaoguan's identity among these students.
Of course Fu Xiaoguan did not refuse. He raised his hand to help, and said something as a teacher: "You must remember that poetry is a tool for cultivating sentiments, but it has no ability to govern the country. As a teacher, I have no objection to your preference for poetry. , but as a teacher, I want you to distinguish the importance of things and never forget the fundamentals of reading!”
These words were quite serious and fell heavily on the hearts of all the students, making them even more alert. They remembered what Fu Xiaoguan told them about economy and objects during this trip, the story of the chrysalis and the butterfly, and the story of the chrysalis and the butterfly. Those two left them with questions.
Only now do I understand Fu Xiaoguan’s painstaking efforts - he has been teaching them how to govern the country!
He is like the spring rain, moistening things silently, but subtly making them no longer resist merchants and no longer feel that merchants have a low status. Many of them have even realized the importance of merchants.
Of course, there are also craftsmen.
In Fu Xiaoguan's words, those craftsmen are the most rudimentary but basic researchers of objects.
They laid the foundation for studying things, created tools, and improved them, so weaving has looms, so written records have evolved from bamboo slips to today's paper, and so on.
These principles that Fu Xiaoguan seemed to explain to them casually on weekdays were like silent weeds awakened by the spring rain, taking root, sprouting, and growing vigorously.
Then these students looked at Fu Xiaoguan even more passionately!
I thought this is a teacher with real talent and learning! It's not like those old scholars in the Academy, who are shaking their heads while reading the Holy Scriptures, but it makes people drowsy. Naturally, there is no thought-provoking truth like this at the moment.
Wait until dawn to see the red and wet areas, and the natural flowers will appear in the city again!