Dialogue between ancient and modern: I create programs, national treasures have spirits

Chapter 160

Confusion and puzzlement flashed in Su Shi's eyes.

Now the new party in the Manchu Dynasty wants to put him to death.

It seems that there is some deep hatred between each other.

The emperor was furious and wanted to impose the death penalty.

In this cusp, extremely sensitive period.

Who is going to stand up and say something nice about him?

The audience was also curious.

"That's right, I remember that someone wrote a letter to persuade the emperor, but I forgot who it was."

"I only know four words about this period of history, the Wutai Poetry Case, and the others are basically gone."

"Ashamed, ashamed, I only know the four words Wutai Shian."

The audience chatted.

No one is searching for answers.

Because sooner or later, Yi Ze will say something.

Just wait a little longer.

Su Shi thought about it carefully.

He really couldn't think of anyone who could help him through this disaster.

This time he offended the New Party inexplicably, and it can be said that he was in a death situation.

If it were someone else, he would have been pulled out of the gate and beheaded long ago.

That is, Su Shi has a great reputation, and the emperor may still have a little prestige.

"I am not sure!"

Su Shi looked at Yi Ze and shook his head slowly.

"It's Wang Anshi."

"what?"

Su Shi opened his mouth in shock.

There was disbelief in his eyes.

This is his political enemy.

I still remember that in the fourth year of Xining, Su Shi wrote a letter to discuss the shortcomings of the new law.

This is already the opposite of Wang Anshi.

Now, the New Party framed Su Shi with the intention of going against the sky, so that he was imprisoned and almost died.

But he never thought that it was Wang Anshi who saved him.

"Oh, is this the friendship between men?"

"We are political enemies, but this does not affect my saving you."

"It's over, it's over, I actually imagined a bitter drama."

"I'm blown away by this pair of CPs!"

Many of the audience knew about the relationship between Wang Anshi and Su Shi.

These two people have different political views, and it can be said that they have an irreconcilable relationship.

If it unfolded normally, Wang Anshi would have to step on it.

Unexpectedly, it was Wang Anshi who saved Su Shi.

Yi Ze stared at Su Shi's trembling pupils, and said again: "Wang Anshi wrote a letter: Will you kill talented people when there is a saintly world? Let's decide with one word!"

After hearing this, Su Shi could only nod his head in a daze.

He still couldn't believe it.

But soon this disbelief turned into a sigh.

"Su Shi probably didn't even think of it."

"Yeah, the original political enemy saved him, which is really embarrassing."

"I remember the two of them reconciled later?"

"It's probably the feeling of forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes."

"The literati in the Song Dynasty were very introverted. Su Shi was lucky to meet Wang Anshi."

"Indeed, if it were Qin's gangster, Su Shi would have been gone long ago."

In the picture, Yi Ze took a step back.

He is going to meet the next Su Shi.

At that time, Su Shi had been liberated from prison.

Simply put, it has evolved into Su Shi as we know it.

Complete Su Dongpo.

The labels of later generations are probably optimistic and open-minded.

Perhaps it was the Wutai poetry case that nearly killed Su Shi, which opened some unexpected window.

In the future, Su Dongpo's attachment to officialdom will be much less.

The joy is in the mountains and rivers, and the feeling is in the heaven and the earth.

More open-minded and less frivolous.

The night will be bright, and the east is already pale.

Walking out of the prison, fresh air poured into Yi Ze's chest, taking away the traces of filth.

Bianliang is prosperous.

"Mountains and Rivers of Qingming Festival" draws the prosperity here, but fails to depict the blood and tears hidden behind the prosperity.

One country supports one city, the so-called prosperity is nothing but a sham.

The scholar-bureaucrats indulged in their sensuality, the emperor's sensuality, and the foundation of the Song Dynasty were precarious.

Like a broken ship with leaks everywhere, even if someone repairs it, it can't save the building from falling.

Because this ship was broken from the beginning.

The decks of the ship are full of fat moths.

Lifting the plank, you can see the moth lying on the ship is sucking the blood of the empire.

Even if there are occasional woodpeckers who come to kill the borers, they can't hold back and attack them in groups.

What's more, the one sitting on top is also a moth.

Drunken, dreaming and dying, mediocre people.

Taking one last look at the prison behind him, Yi Ze stepped out of Bianliang.

Time is stepping under the feet, and all the years have passed.

After leaving Bianliang, the prosperity has disappeared.

The rest are poor people who are far from prosperity.

No clothes to cover the body, no food to eat, no place to stand.

This is a true portrayal of the people at the bottom of the Song Dynasty.

There are only a handful of people who are rich.

Just like now.

"Everyone yearns for the Great Song Dynasty, thinking that this is a prosperous era, but in fact, only 1% of them are prosperous."

"They were all deceived. After all, all kinds of marketing accounts will only boast about the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, without mentioning the suffering of the people at all."

"Traveling and choosing the Song Dynasty, if you are lucky, you will have no worries about food and clothing. If you are unlucky, you will starve to death."

Looking at the path that Yi Ze traveled, many viewers only felt that a beautiful fantasy in their hearts was being shattered.

"The prosperity of the few is touted, while the suffering of the vast majority is subconsciously ignored."

"Corruption, corruption, depravity, sensuality and luxury, this is the real Song Dynasty."

Along the way, the scenery I saw was shocking.

This was still when the national power of the Song Dynasty was relatively prosperous.

If it is changed to a time of war and chaos, the lives of the people will only be more difficult.

Changing children to eat has never been an empty phrase in history books.

When the grass roots, bark, and even the edible Avalokitesvara soil are eaten up and wiped away by the hungry victims, a tragedy will ensue.

This is unavoidable, because in many cases, the people at the bottom always have an ignorant part.

A saint can say that he sacrificed his life for righteousness, but most of the people at the bottom only think about three meals a day, food and clothing.

In the peasant uprisings in history, the initial slogan was probably to have enough food and clothing.

Yi Ze's voice sounded again.

This time there are no other scenes, just on the way forward, similar to the narration:

In the fifth year of Yuanfeng, that is, 1082 AD.

This year has not been easy.

It's not that the aloof emperor did anything.

This year, Su Shi was 45 years old.

Three years have passed since the Wutai poetry case.

The disheartened Su Shi, although he escaped from prison and saved his life, was also excluded from the political center.

In 1080, Su Shi was demoted to be the Deputy Envoy of Tuanlian in Huangzhou.

The position is quite low and has no real power.

It's probably a vase, or the ugly kind.

After Su Shi took office, he was physically and mentally exhausted and depressed.

Therefore, I have played in Huangzhou many times.

It was at this time that many well-known masterpieces of later generations were born.

"Ding Fengbo", "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia", and "Chibi Fu" before and after were all written in the fifth year of Yuanfeng.

In just one year, Su Shi's output was astonishing.

And they are all masterpieces.

Basically, Su Shi’s famous essays to be recited now accounted for three of them this year.

Among them, "Setting the Storm" is a must-memory content in high school.

"On March [-]th, it rained in Shahu Road.

The rain gear goes first, everyone in the same company is in a mess, and Yu Du doesn't realize it.

It's clear, so I made this word.

Don't listen to the sound of forest hitting leaves, why not scream and walk slowly.

Who's afraid of bamboo sticks and mango shoes lighter than horses?Ren Pingsheng amidst the rain.

When the spring breeze awakens, it is slightly cold, but the hilltop is shining obliquely.

Looking back at the place that has always been bleak, when I go back, there is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine. "

It will feel very familiar to many people.

Especially that sentence:
"Bamboo stick straw sandals are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A misty rain Ren Pingsheng." It is even more well-known.

Mostly I can't remember the whole article, but I will always remember this sentence.

But at the same time, a few days before this time, maybe a day or two, there is still a well-known poem.

The orchid buds at the foot of the mountain are short and dipped in the stream, the sandy road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the cuckoo crows in the twilight rain.

Who knows that there is no less in life? You see that the flowing water can still go west, but don't sing yellow chickens with white hair.

This poem is called "Yousha Lake", which was also written in March of the fifth year of Yuanfeng.

Of course, most people only remember this poem, and have no impression of the previous part.

The full text of "Yousha Lake":
Thirty miles southeast of Huangzhou is Shahu Lake, also known as Luoshidian.During the time I bought the field, I fell ill because I went to Aida.It is said that Pang An, a native of Maqiao, was good at medicine and was deaf.So I went to seek treatment.Although An Shi was deaf, he was extremely enlightened.Using paper to draw characters, books without numbers, is deeply satisfying.Yu Xizhi said: "I use my hands as my mouth, and you use your eyes as your ears. They are all different people at the same time."

When he recovered from illness, he traveled to Qingquan Temple with him.The temple is about two miles outside the Guomen Gate in Qishui. There is Wang Yishao's Xibi Spring. The water is extremely sweet, and it is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows westward.Yu Zuoge said: "The orchid buds at the foot of the mountain are short and dipped in the stream, and the sandy road between the pines is clean and mud-free. The rain crows at dusk. Who knows that there is no less life? You see that the flowing water can still go west! Hugh will sing the yellow chicken with white hair." It's the day , Come back after drinking the drama.

It's also March, and it's also Huangzhou.

One of the sentences is very interesting: during the period of buying a field, I got sick because of going to Aida!

To be ill means to be ill.

Su Shi was ill.

Why are you sick?
Because I went to see the fields I bought.

Where are the fields?
In Sand Lake.

I believe that many people have been able to connect the two words together.

On March [-], Su Shi went to Shahu to look at the fields, but it rained on the way.

Su Shi, who didn't bring an umbrella, looked at the others hiding from the rain and walking in a panic, and said with a smile: "Don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly."

He is alone, and the "bamboo stick straw sandals" is leisurely and leisurely. He looks at "everyone in the same company is in a mess", and he can "not feel alone", very chic and at ease.

In other words, I pretended to be aggressive in the rain and watched you walk in embarrassment.

It wasn't really raining much.

But in March, it happens to be the season of chilly weather, and the cold spring is in full swing.

Su Shi will be 45 this year, nearly half a century old, and he was tortured because of the Wutai poetry case, and his body and spirit are in a very poor state.

Therefore, pretending to be aggressive in the rain is to get sick!
Not to mention Su Shi, even a young man in his 20s would catch a cold and a fever if exposed to rain and cold wind.

It's okay to get wet in the rain, but also "expect the chilly spring breeze", plus "blowing the wine to sober up".

Well, the buff is full.

Rain + spring breeze + drink.

Su Shi felt "slightly cold" at that time.

In Chinese medicine, this means that wind and cold invade the body.

Wind-cold invades the body, cold and fever.

As a result, Su Shi fell ill.

Su Shi's approach seems quite childish.

Who doesn't like playing with water?

Playing with water in the rain, in the eyes of children, is extra fun.

In fact, not only children, even college students sometimes walk in the rain to feel the artistic atmosphere.

Scholars are probably like this.

Everyone in front of the TV, did you have such feelings when you were a student?

Drenched in light rain, walking alone or with friends, laughing at the people holding umbrellas around.

Consciously live a heroic and unrestrained life, often wet clothes, cold body, do not feel regret.

It's just that most of the time, they would always meet in the school doctor's office the next day, with a hanging bottle, but they were still laughing and joking.

The memories of the student days are often difficult to recall about knowledge.

But these things can be kept for a lifetime, and can be chewed and savored from time to time.

Thinking about it now, if this is Su Dongpo's step down from the altar.

He is a living person, just like us, there will be times when he makes mistakes like this.

Interestingly, when we get sick, it is the doctor who turns to us for help.

But Su Shi got sick and went to a deaf person directly.

Commonly known as the deaf.

After we have recovered from the cold, we will probably dare to do it again next time.

Su Shi was no exception. When he recovered from his illness, he immediately took the deaf man on a tour of the mountains and rivers.

Yi Ze's narration was eloquent, without any rush.

The audience just felt their eyes light up, as if a new door had opened.

When I was a student, everyone's views on the poems of these celebrities were mostly in conflict.

After all, you have to recite and write silently, so you don't care about the connection between them.

Now hearing Yi Ze mention it, I just feel refreshed.

It turns out that these seemingly unconnected things in the textbook have such an interesting connection.

For just a moment, the audience only felt that the distance between themselves and Su Shi was getting closer.

"I've also had this experience. Three or five friends got caught in the rain together, and then caught a cold, and my girlfriend called me stupid."

"It is estimated that Su Shi's wife will also call Su Shi stupid, won't he catch a cold if he hides from the rain? He has to pretend."

"This statement is wrong. How can you say that the affairs of literati are pretending? This is the fun of literati. Can you still be called literati if you hide from the rain? That is layman."

"But lay people don't catch colds."

"The laity didn't leave a name!"

"The biggest difference between me and Su Shi is that he wrote the must-recite articles after being exposed to the rain, while I only have a hanging bottle as a companion after being exposed to the rain."

"I'm heartbroken, old iron!"

"Inspiration hit me like raindrops, and I managed to dodge them one by one."

"The most painful thing for people is that they happen to have such a little talent that they can covet the hall of geniuses, but they are not enough to enter. When you wander in front of the door, you can vaguely see the light shining from the hall, but you can't knock on the hall. You sit slumped at the door, thinking that this is the greatest regret in the world, but at this moment, there is a sigh from the hall in your ears: I am a good cook!"

"Good guy, received a critical hit of [-] points."

"It's the same as being exposed to the rain. Some people will leave their names forever, while some people can only get hanging bottles."

The audience had a moment of joy.

I thought Su Shi was sitting high on the altar, but unexpectedly, he is also an interesting person.

In the picture, Yi Ze looked into the distance.

There is a lake view.

Huangzhou, a place famous for Su Shi.

Here, many well-known masterpieces handed down from generation to generation were born.

Among them, "Ode to the Former Red Cliff" is even more famous all over the world.

(End of this chapter)