Самый богатый человек Ян Фэй - Глава 1822
Chapter 1820 Talented and Beautiful Women Solve Poem
Luo Yuxi also read the poem again and said, “This is a riddle poem by a poet from the Tang Dynasty, and the name of the poem is the answer.”
Yang Fei thought to herself, Miss Luo is really knowledgeable.
Luo Sheng asked: “Sister, what’s the answer?”
Luo Yuxi said: “Cloud! The name of this poem is called “Cloud”.”
Luo Sheng said: “Clouds? Yes, there are a lot of clouds on this painting, and it is worthy of such a chanting poem.”
Luo Yuxi thought the same as Yang Fei, and said, “Mr. Yang, does this poem suggest the place of treasure?”
Yang Fei said: “It is also possible. Your ancestors are afraid that you will lose the painting, so I mentioned the poem here.”
Luo Yuxi said, “I’m even more confused after reading this poem. What does this cloud character have to do with the treasure hiding place?”
Yang Fei swept his eyes, walked to the other side of the hall, and said, “There is also a mural on the wall over there.”
The Luo sisters walked over and looked at the painting on the wall.
This painting is also incomplete.
Everyone only looked at the remaining corner of the painting wall.
This is a landscape painting. The mountains are strange and steep, the water is gurgling, there are flowers and birds, and the spring is full of spring. As the saying goes, the mountains are colorful from a distance, and the water is silent and vivid.
There is also a poem on the painting.
Poetry Cloud:
The spring breeze arrived in Hengyang overnight, and the mountains of Chushui and Yanshan were thousands of miles long.
Mo Daochun came and went back, although Jiangnan is a foreign country.
Luo Sheng pointed to the poem and smiled: “Sister, this poem mentions Hengyang! Is the treasure just over there?”
Yang Fei said, “This is unlikely. Why didn’t your ancestors travel thousands of miles to hide the treasures? Moreover, it would be unwise to travel with so many treasures amidst the chaos of war.”
Luo Yuxi said: “I have never heard of this poem, Mr. Yang, do you know who wrote this poem?”
Yang Fei said, “This is a poem written by Wang Gong of the Ming Dynasty. Wang Gong is my fellow. I know a little about him. You don’t know him, but you must know Yongle Dadian. He is one of the major practitioners. ”
Luo Yuxi said: “It turns out to be your fellow! Isn’t this poem also a riddle poem?”
Yang Fei smiled and said: “The poems written by Wang Gong are mostly chanting poems. What he chants does not contain a single word in the poem, so it can also be said to be a riddle poem.”
Luo Sheng said: “Is it possible that the poems written by this person are all riddle poems? You said that he is your fellow, then you can tell, what poems does this person have?”
Yang Fei said, “Are you trying to compare me?”
Luo Sheng snorted mischievously: “By the way, I will test you! I want to see if you, a bronzed businessman, know a few ancient poems!”
Yang Fei laughed: “If you test my other poets, I really may not be able to answer them. I still know a few poems by this person.”
Luo Sheng said: “Oh, you are still bragging! Don’t play tricks, just listen!”
Yang Fei said: “The Qingqi River rang, blowing thousands of leaves in the forest. Where is the most desolate place, the few remaining willows on the Baling Bridge. Guess, what is the answer to this poem?”
Luo Sheng rolled his eyes and looked at Luo Yuxi: “Sister, you know!”
Luo Yuxi said with a smile: “I don’t know this poem, but I can try to guess, um, the resounding resounds, and it blows thousands of leaves in the forest. It must be the wind!”
Luo Sheng clapped his hands and smiled: “Is it the wind?”
Yang Fei said, “What kind of wind is it?”
Luo Sheng let out a cry and asked Luo Yuxi: “Sister, what kind of wind is it?”
Luo Yuxi said, “There are desolate words in the poem, and there are still willows on the Baqiao Bridge. It must be the autumn breeze.”
Luo Sheng asked Yang Fei: “Is it autumn wind?”
Yang Fei said, “Yes, the name of this poem is the Wind of Autumn.”
Luo Sheng said: “Wow, elder sister, you are so amazing, I got it right when I guessed it.”
Luo Yuxi said: “As the saying goes, the west wind of the White Horse is overwhelming, and the apricot blossoms are raining in the south of the Yangtze River. In ancient times, Chang’an was a big city, and many literati and sages used to act as slaughters for officials or travel and live there. Baling and Yangguan, both In the east of Chang’an, one in the west of Chang’an, there are two farewell places. The east exits from Baling to the south of the Yangtze River, and the west exits from Yangguan to the desert. Therefore, the Baling Zheliu exits from Yangguan to the west. , Became the representative of farewell images in ancient poems.”
Luo Sheng smiled and said: “Sister, you are so knowledgeable! Yang Fei, have you taken it?”
Yang Fei said, “Miss Luo, she is really a talented girl! Admire and admire!”
Luo Yuxi said: “But, I still can’t compare to you. You are the real talent!”
Luo Sheng said: “You two, one is a gifted man, the other is a beautiful woman! A gifted man and beautiful woman! Only me, an unlearned village girl! Hey, you two are so smart, but let’s talk about this poem written by Wang Gong. , What is chanting again?”
Yang Fei said: “I think, your sister has guessed it, right?”
Luo Yuxi said: “Hengyang is a place name, but in ancient poems, it is also a representative of imagery. The ancients wrote many poems about Hengyang. The scenery is different in autumn, and Hengyang geese go without paying attention. Hengyang geese travel thousands of miles to the north this year. Go back. Go back to the head of the Yanfeng, Yiyue Yanxiang Nanxiang. The geese array is shocked, and the sound of Hengyang Pu.
Luo Sheng said: “Just because there is a Huiyan Peak in Hengshan?”
Luo Yuxi said: “Yes, so the wild goose has become an image expressed by Hengshan in his poems.”
Luo Sheng suddenly realized: “So, this poem is chanting wild geese?”
Yang Fei smiled and said, “By the way, the title of this poem is called “Spring Goose”.”
Luo Sheng said, “If we say that these two riddle poems are used by our ancestors to remind us of the treasure-storage place one is cloud, the other is wild goose, and together, it is cloud wild goose. ?”
Yang Fei said, “Miss Luo, think about it, is there a mountain or land called Yunyan nearby?”
Luo Yuxi said, “I also came back to my hometown after I grew up. I used to travel all over the mountains and rivers of my hometown to hunt for treasures, but I never heard of a place called Yunyan.”
Yang Fei said disappointedly: “The two riddle poems seem to be just for the occasion, not for other profound meanings!”
Luo Yuxi said: “Mr. Yang, I find it strange. Why are there two murals here, one of which is very similar to your silk painting, but this one is not on the silk painting?”
Yang Fei laughed and said, “Ms. Luo, there are actually two silk paintings. The one I showed you is only one of them.”
Luo Sheng heard this and exclaimed, “Yang Fei, you are playing tricks!”
Luo Yuxi said quietly: “It seems that Mr. Yang can’t believe us!”
Yang Fei touched his chin and said with a smile: “I’m sorry, I did have two eyesight before.”
Luo Sheng snorted coldly: “Sister, we have these two murals, we don’t need his paintings! We just need to find the treasure ourselves!”
Luo Yuxi said: “No. There is no word, how can people stand? We have said that we want to cooperate with Mr. Yang, then we must cooperate to the end. Mr. Yang, you can rest assured, find the treasure, we are one and half. This One thing, I will never break my promise.”
Yang Fei thought, it’s not that you are generous, but that you are smarter!
Because although there are two murals here, they have long been dilapidated. What can you tell? If you want to hunt for treasure, you can’t rely on my two silk paintings?
He didn’t open it up, just smiled slightly: “It’s so good. Let’s take a look at these two silk paintings together, and find the treasure as soon as possible is the business.”
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