Chapter 893: It may not work
"Yes." Fang Wenyu said: "I'm afraid this is the purpose of Cao Cao's iron chain. It is indeed a good way to quickly build a water stronghold. Cao Cao is a smart military strategist. If Xu Shu is just lying, and he won’t listen.”
“But details determine success or failure.” Zhou Zhi nodded: “Xu Shu didn’t tell him two details. , First, such a water village needs to establish an outpost defense line against fire attacks, and it needs to have measures to intercept enemy fire ships. Second, there should not be too many ships in the water village bay, and sufficient fire escape space needs to be left..."< br>
Reviewing the "iron chain and horizontal" plan with reference to the actual terrain, everyone discovered that Cao Cao was not stupid at all. This was indeed the most convenient and quick way to build a water stronghold.
He was just not familiar with water warfare in the south, and he forgot to send out scouts to warn people about stolen chickens. No one on the shelf reminded him that he needed to pull an iron chain outside the village to create a "water fire zone." That’s all.
After adding these details, everyone now understands why the historical verbal attack was successful.
“So you still need a tour guide when traveling.” Liu Tao laughed and said, “The elbow is really powerful. It’s better to be famous than to meet, and to meet is worse than to be famous.”
“But the poem is still not written.” Xiong Jiao is actually quite proud of her good friend Proud, but still couldn't help but joke: "Look, elbow, there is an inscription on Huangshan Valley over there."
On the stone wall of the mountain pass here, there are two larger regular script characters, officially "Lock" The word "jiang" has two small characters beside it, which says "Valley".
Zhou Zhi has already concluded in his heart that these two characters are 80% not authentic. The river bank here is made of sand and gravel. The sand and gravel itself is easy to weather. I am afraid that the handwriting of more than 900 years ago cannot be preserved so well.
Secondly, the calligraphy style is different from Huang Tingjian's original calligraphy. Although both are derived from Yan style, Huang Tingjian's large characters are authentic and have been handed down to the world, which is the famous "Shui Tou Wo Inscription".
In "Shui Tou Wok Inscription", when Huang Tingjian writes horizontal folds, his wrist will inevitably make a dragging movement with the tip of the pen.
As for the word "lock" in Suojiang, the horizontal folding strokes are written horizontally first, and then the pen is lifted off the paper and adjusted to the center to write vertically, which is very inconsistent with the details of Huang Tingjian's style.
This is the most obvious part. There are many other details that are suspicious.
But it seems that Xiong Jiao and Liu Tao already regard themselves as Yizhou natives. They are very proud of Huang Tingjian. It is difficult to say Zhou Zhi. It is more likely that they are the descendants of the valley. written.
He could only laugh and said: "This character is actually the same as the characters 'Antarctic Old Man Amitayus Buddha' in Liubei Pavilion, as if they were written by the same hand."
Back at the ruins of Diaohuang Tower, Zhou Zhi turned his head again Looking at the Minjiang River: "A bottle of wine on the Suojiang Pavilion, the mountain comes from the Baiyun River and crosses the river. The sentence about the valley is so beautifully written... Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Xiong Jiao asked.
“I didn’t pay attention when I was reading the Forest of Steles just now, but now I find that two poems should have been written at the same time.”
“How do you know?”
"One is "Ciyun Li Rendao drinks at Suojiang Pavilion in the evening", and one is "Rhyme again and Jianlu Zhongnanyu Three Poems", it seems that the rhymes and rhymes are all the same words."
"Ciyun is the poem written by the ancients. A way of playing, one person writes first One poem, the next person should write one, and the last word of each couplet should be the same as the poem of the predecessor. "
"I remember the first poem is: A bottle of wine in Suojiang Pavilion, the mountain comes from itself. The Baiyun River flows freely. Things come from the same thread. Diao cicadas follow the dog's tail, and the articles make thunder. In ancient times, poor people kept their guard and listened to the fifth watch every night. Cooking, a reed at both ends can be crossed. Suddenly think about the tenth Zhongling River. Inside, the white apples are rustling in the wind. There are no ants floating on the wine glass, and the tea pot is already buzzing with flies. When we return, the sun will be gone. "
"You see, Are the rhymes the same? ”
Liu Tao was dumbfounded, not because of Huang Tingjian's talent, but because of Zhou Zhi's ability to recite poems: "You...you just read it for a short while and you memorized it all?"
"That's not right. No, there seems to be another song..." Zhou Zhi suddenly said: "Let's go back to the Forest of Steles and have a look!"
There is a small pool outside Liubei Pavilion, opposite to Fuweng Pavilion. There is a Yimo Pavilion. There are many stone tablets beside the Yimo Pavilion, and the poems engraved on them are all masterpieces written by famous people from all dynasties about this place. The municipal government should have organized calligraphers in the city to copy them, and then carved them out and put them here as a tourist attraction.
Everyone had just played here, but except for Zhou Zhi who was more interested, everyone else felt bored and went to watch Liubei Pool after a while.
It's different now. Everyone started searching enthusiastically. After a while, Fang Wenyu found the first song: "Hey! There really is this. A bottle of wine on Suojiang Pavilion, the mountain comes from Baiyun River and crosses it!"
< br>"I also found it here. Xuelang Ru from the West...that thing, that thing is OK...Hong..." Wei Fei also found a place, but this one was in cursive script, which made it difficult for Wei Fei to identify. difficulty.
"I said there was a third place! Hahahaha, it turned out to be written in capital letters by Fan Cheng!" Zhou Zhi also found the third song in his memory and laughed happily.
Everyone rushed over to take a look, and sure enough, the rhyme of this song was exactly the same as Huang Tingjian's two previous songs.
The old city of Shuikou has flat hills and flat iron pavilions.
Returning to the boat, I feel like I am flying across the river, and the bright autumn is full of life after a rain.
Double visitors from Suojiang in the east building are both contemporary and poetic in their writing.
I came here but I was drunk with Chunbi wine, and the star bridge pulsed towards the third watch.
"I remember Jiaojiao said that in the novel you wrote, the protagonist traveled from now to the Song Dynasty?" Liu Tao was dumbfounded: "Are you sure that modern people can really survive in the Song Dynasty? Will they still be admitted as Jinshi? Become an official?"
"Well..." Zhou Zhi suddenly felt blessed, squatted down and dipped his body in the ditch water to write on the stone slab.
The cool and shade of the pulse pulses away from the clear dawn, and the blue river flows across the foot of the mountain.
The flowing cup is tilted up to pursue the former saint, and the flying catkins float up and down to believe in this life.
Why did the clouds and cranes leave the sky? The orioles are most remembered for singing in the cauldron.
Fengliu only meets in front of poems, and sings and chants briefly after the fifth watch.
"Ah this... this... holy shit, it's also a secondary rhyme?! The end of each couplet is also those words!" Liu Tao was completely shocked: "Did you just come up with this idea?"
"How can a real man say no?" Zhou Zhi squatted on the ground, raised his face and smiled innocently: "Even if people today travel to the past, they may not be unable to defeat the ancients, right Brother Tao?"
"I knew you could do it!" Xiong Jiao excitedly patted Zhou Zhi: "Shu Yi, hurry up and snap it down, or it will be gone after a while!"
Jiang Shuyi said with a smile: "Already filmed."
Liu Tao grabbed Zhou Zhi's hand and shook it again and again, and said excitedly: "If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I would never believe it, I would never believe it!"
"If I hadn't just discovered that these poems are all secondary rhyme poems, I wouldn't be able to inspire them." Zhou Zhi smiled modestly: "It's all the inspiration from Huangshan Valley and Fanshi Lake. I don't know how I wrote it... ”
Wei Fei was even more modest: "I can't even understand it. Can you explain it..."
(End of Chapter)