Collection of strange powers and chaotic gods

Chapter 216 The ghost talking about poetry

Once upon a time, there was a Xiaolian (juren) in Pingding County (now a county under Yangquan City, Shanxi Province) named Wang Zhixin. He once traveled around in search of an official position.

On this day, he went to Yulin (now Yulin City, Shaanxi Province) to visit a friend who was an official.

On the way, because I was in a hurry, I missed looking for an inn to stay. By the time he realized this, it was already dark.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. Just when he was feeling annoyed, he suddenly discovered an ancient temple in the wild ahead.

Wang Zhixin was overjoyed and hurried over to check.

The monks in the temple were also very enthusiastic and agreed to let him stay for one night.

At night, the monk's room where he slept was under the Sutra Pavilion in the temple.

Just after the second watch, Wang Zhixin heard someone muttering in the Sutra Collection Pavilion upstairs. From the words, it seemed like they were discussing poetry.

Wang Zhixin couldn't help but feel very strange. There were only a few people in this temple, even a few monks. They didn't seem to be literati. How could anyone discuss poetry here.

So, he listened attentively, but still couldn't hear clearly what those people were saying.

After a while, the voices talking upstairs gradually reached the corridor of the Sutra Pavilion, and Wang Zhixin could hear clearly. The people upstairs were indeed discussing poetry.

Only one of them was heard saying: "The poetry of Tang Yanqian (also known as Maoye, also known as Mr. Lumen. An official and poet in the Tang Dynasty. A native of Jinyang, Bingzhou - today's Taiyuan City, Shanxi Province.)'s poems are not of high quality, but the style he wrote is The first line, 'The hemp field is in ruins, and the grass and trees are making a sound of war in the spring cold.' It's actually a good line."

At this time, another person's voice rang out: "I once wrote a sentence like this: 'The sun is so dark that the snow is white, and the clouds are yellow with the wind.' I wonder if it got into your eyes?"

The voice of the previous person praised: "What a poem! What a poem! If you can write about such a scene, you must have had an immersive experience, right?"

The latter person said: "Of course! If you don't go outside the customs in person, you won't be able to see that kind of scene, and you won't be able to write that kind of poem."

The former person added: "I once wrote a couplet similar to yours, which goes like this: 'The mountains are sinking and the air is ruthless, and the river is cold and the sound is ancient.' I think these two lines of poetry are The description of the sunset scene in the border town is quite appropriate."

Wang Zhixin just listened to the two voices reciting poems, admiring each other, and discussing for a long time.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, the bell in the temple rang suddenly, and the sound of discussing poetry upstairs disappeared.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Wang Zhixin hurriedly went upstairs to the Sutra Pavilion to check.

But I saw that the door of the Sutra Pavilion was tightly closed, and a lock was added to the door. The lock was covered with dust, and it must have not been opened for a long time.

Wang Zhixin suddenly realized: It turned out that the two voices talking about poetry last night were not made by humans, but by ghosts!

However, he kept those verses firmly in his mind.

Later, after verification, the two lines of the poem "The mountains are sinking and the air is ruthlessly green" appeared in Mr. Ren's posthumous manuscripts.

Ren Zongzong, whose surname was Ren Mingju (also known as Hanchong and nicknamed Dongyuan. He was a general and poet during the Yongzheng and Qianlong periods of the Qing Dynasty. He is the author of "Collection of Poems by Ren Yonglie"), and went to Jinchuan (now Jinchuan County, Sichuan Province. During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, When there was the famous battle of "Battle of Jinchuan and Jinchuan".), he died in battle after hundreds of battles.

As for the couplet "The sun shines over the moraine, even the snow is white", Wang Zhixin still couldn't find out who wrote it.

However, the spirit of the author of this poem is still there, and since he can get along with General Ren Juren, he must not be an ordinary ghost.