Chapter 70 If sour Confucianism is a great sage, thousands of articles are bullshit

Xue Hong looked very happy: "I dare not invite you!"

The two came to the desk and wrote some words on a piece of paper, not to mention the content. This word alone is an authentic regular script, which is full and round, horizontal and vertical. Ji Taixu saw the first line above and wrote: "I want to know you for a long life, the mountains are endless, the river is exhausted, the winter thunder shock, summer rain and snow, but dare With you!"

Ji Taixu looked down again, and the following are some explanations: "There are always things in the sky. In winter, is there a thunderstorm? Summer, rainy and snowless, is this also the oath of loyalty? Are you loyal to the king?"

Ji Taixu's face suddenly twisted, and he laughed wildly and said, "What the hell? How can you explain it like this? Hahahaha, how could this-he-write it like this?

Ji Taixu wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, and asked, "These words--"

"This, I will annotate it!" Xue Hong said proudly.

Ji Taixu suddenly understood something. He looked into this person with his mind and found that there was no trace of magic power on his body at all. There were many injuries on his body. He scolded, "He is an ordinary man with five hard work and seven injuries, a sour Confucian, a stupid scholar, an old scholar, and a great Confucian sage. I was worried for a long time. !"

"This is the eight shares I have done!" Xue Hong handed Ji Taixu a piece of paper.

Ji Taixu was not easy to refuse, so he had to take it over and read the title "It's Ke Zong because he doesn't lose his relatives." Although Ji Taixu did not participate in the imperial examination, he also read some eight-part essays, and also heard some of the mountain masters of the college in Guozijian. Ji Taixu still remembers that what he said at that time was really witty, and the boring eight-part essays were full of beauty!

Ji Taixu took this article and looked at it: "Watch the saints and teach people, so they are close. It's good to be with each other. The family of the husband's clan, the elder; the teacher teaches people, because of the peace, there is something wrong with it! Think about it: Don't kiss your father and son, and don't live with your ancestors; although, you also see why it is like an ear!"

Ji Taixu just laughed when he saw Chengpo and thought to him, "This is also called an article. If I were an examiner, I would drive him out with a random stick!"

Ji Taixu looked down again and couldn't help laughing!

Xue Hong's face changed greatly: "Is it not enough to see Yu Wen? Don't you want to talk about it? Otherwise, why?"

"No, no, no!" Ji Taixu quickly said, "It's really strange to see your article. It's an excellent article. I've never seen such a strange article, so I can't help laughing!"

At this time, Xue Hong turned angry and said happily, "Zicheng is also a person who knows literature! It can only be written with words. It's appropriate to be happy in the heart, happy to spread out, and scattered outside. I don't know if the son can be poetic?

Ji Taixu shook his head and said, "I've just read some of the poems of my predecessors!"

Xue Hong took out a large wooden box and opened the box full of loose paper. Xue Hong took out a few songs from it and gave them to Ji Taixu and said, "This is a new work three or two days ago!"

Ji Taixu took a look, and the title of the first song was "Wind":

The dust in the southwest is stained with the king's clothes, and the sound is also strange from the sky; the drunken ducks are barking, and the mad cats are scared to the chickens.

The wife Xian moved the warmth and added the quilt, and Zixiao cooked it in the cold. Together, he wished his aunt an urgent order, and the paper horse in the Ming Dynasty was exhausted.

Ji Taixu held this poem for a long time and didn't understand a word, but there was only a twisted symbol next to the sentence "Gou Feng's Urgent Law Order", as if it were a seal rune. Ji Taixu's heart moved when he saw this seal, as if he could see it from this seal. Endless meaning, incomparably close to the way of heaven! Ji Taixu looked at it and thought, "What is this thing?"

"What is this poem like?" Xue Hong interrupted Ji Taixu's meditation, and Ji Taixu scolded in his heart, "What kind of bullshit are you writing? How can you be a big-headed ghost!"

But Ji Taixu still said, "Sir Gaocai, I haven't solved the next sentence! Please give me some advice!"

Xue Hong said in surprise, "Zi Zhenque is a suspicious person! Ju, I said to you: In the past, Wang Dao was a strong soldier in Yu Liang's hand. Wang Dao avoided it. Every time the southwest wind rises, he covered his face with a fan and said: 'Yuan rules are dust and dirty people', so it is said that 'the southwest dust stains the king's clothes'. The two sentences 'the sound is also strange from heaven', which comes from the Book of Changes. The wind is strange from the sky, for which it is soundless and invisible. It can be big or small. Poetry has a comparison, prosperity and fu. This is to borrow the history of the scriptures, first rise the word wind, and then draw the scene of the wind and the power of the wind. The wind blows down the fence, which is no different from an intoxicating person; if there is a duck next to the fence and is pressed by the fence, then the duck will be there. Dogs, householders, are also police (shocked) and there are those who are not in a hurry to bark! The wind blows the tiles, which is similar to a madness; if there is a cat under the eaves and is beaten by the tiles, the cat will jump. Chicken, Si Chen, is also scared and has a person who doesn't fly! The so-called fence drunk, duck, dog barking, tile madness, cat jumping, chicken crowing, straight to this wonderful ear! The couplet said that the wind was fierce, which made Yu's family uneasy. When his wife gave up the warmth, he was cold, and he was pitied for his husband. The son was cold alone and cooked for his mother. When this wind is urgent, the husband and wife, father and son still do their best, so-called poetry! It is said that it is not suitable for virtuousness and filial piety! In the last two sentences, the one who sealed the aunt is also one of the names of the wind god; the urgent order, use the emperor's spell to go quickly! Paper horses are all things that worship God; those who are selfless, but they return their wishes to pray and show their faith in God. Why is it like this?"

"Mom!" Ji Taixu scolded in his heart, "What a bullshit!" Ji Taixu said with a smile, "Okay, okay, okay! Mr. is really a great talent. People say that Cao Zijian is talented. I think he is full of a stone! I don't know if this symbol is--

Ji Taixu pointed to the seal and asked!

"This is the thing above the Hongya in the east 30 miles. I just occasionally copy one of them. Isn't it strange that it grows naturally?" Xue Hong said, "Don't you want to watch poetry? What did you say to him?"

Ji Taixu thought, "Who knows what bullshit you have written!" Ji Taixu moved her hand and found a big word "fart" written on a piece of paper!

Ji Taixu was stunned: "What do you really want? And write poems on the topic of farts? This man is too--too--" Ji Taixu thought for a long time and couldn't figure out what this person is!

Ji Taixu picked up the poem and read it. The poem was still written in an ancient style: "What's the name of fart? It tastes and is invisible. The stinky person is extremely fierce, and it is embarrassing to touch the nose. I tasted the source of the fart in silence, and originally sent it to Dantian; those who were clear rose and fell, and those who accumulated anger began to sound. Don't you see that a woman's fart ghost is like a mouse, and the small and big reasons are half spit out; it's only because shame is better than gold, so her voice is more bitter. He didn't see that the fart of the strong man was as fierce as a cow, and it was difficult to stay from the rabbit; the landslide gorge poured dung and flowers flowed, and ten people were worried about nine people. Who will make a stinky fart? It is appropriate to visit three provinces. If you can change your name, it is also an article to teach Er Cao, and call him the emperor a hero! If there is no end to the venting, this is also a delusional person. If you come out of your mouth, you can only cover your nose and avoid your ears. Whoo! The barren land is fishy and smelly. Why do people love teenagers? Please chew your stomach, and you should know that it is not worth half a penny!"

Ji Taixu read this and trembled with a smile: "Sir is really talented. This title alone can be called a person for thousands of years!"

"Good!" Xue Hong said, "You can teach me. Tonight, I have three volumes of poetry, seven volumes and eight volumes of words. Tonight, I can watch them one by one!"

When Ji Taixu heard this, he sweated coldly and thought to himself, "If I read your article all night, the marquis will definitely be tortured by you! Now it's still thirty-six strategies - it's the best strategy!" He quickly said, "No, no, boy, I have something else to do. Let's go first!" After saying that, Ji Taixu jumped out!

Xue Hong was stunned, but he couldn't catch up with it. He was so angry that he trembled all over. Finally, he threw the wooden box in his hand on the table, ran to the yard to pick up an axe, jingled at a broken iron pot, and sang while knocking:

"The cunning child doesn't know my writing; the reason of Wei Zi makes me extremely angry!

He is a cunning boy who doesn't know what I do; because of his son, he makes me fright!

I don't have a piano at home; for this reason, it makes me knock on the iron pot!

The cunning boy doesn't know my poetry; the reason of Weizi makes me think!

The cunning boy doesn't know me; the reason of Wei Zi makes me angry!"

Ji Taixu was injured and dared not use any escape method. He just jumped out and walked quickly on the road! Ji Taixu's ear power was so good. Hearing the tinkling sound behind him, he couldn't help but stop and listen carefully to the poem that turned out to be based on the Book of Songs to vent his anger there. He couldn't help laughing and straighten up!

"Hahahaha!" Ji Taixu smiled and said, "This man is really unheard of and unheard of! If I follow this person for a few more days, I'm afraid it will be life-old!"

"Hey--" Ji Taixu suddenly stopped: "At least, people saved me once, and I left like this--forget it--" Ji Taixu said to himself, "If I go to that old sour scholar for a while, I may have something unprecedented!" Ji Taixu stopped, reached out and took out a purple cloud elixir, crushed it into a purple gas and landed around the man's hut: "I will treat you and cure your accumulated labor. It is also my Ji Taixu's ungrateful!"

Ji Taixu thought as he walked, "I don't know what the origin of the seal is so magical, which makes me feel the boundless mystery, as if these seals are the origin of all things, supreme creation, this thing must be extraordinary!" Ji Taixu vaguely felt that the charm copied by Xue Hong's old and sour scholar on the paper was very unusual: "Xue Hong said that this charm was copied from the Hongya 30 miles away, and said that it was one of them. It seems that there must be a lot of this charm on the Hongya!"

Ji Taixu hurriedly walked on this mountain path and saw a small village not far away. There were not many people in the village, but they looked extremely simple. The people in the mountain village were basically isolated from the world and had never seen any outsiders. Just looking at Ji Taixu's clothes, the brocade mink fur must not be ordinary Zhuang. Jiahan looked at Ji Taixu with curious eyes, and Ji Taixu blushed a little!