Since the ancient genius has a short life, even if he can write at the age of 6, he can correct the mistakes of the "Notes on the Book of Han" at the age of 9, he writes the "Preface to the Pavilion of the King of Teng" at the age of 14, and he enters the court as an official at the age of 16, the real genius in the eyes of people, but his life is always stuck at the age of 27.
If Wang Bo's life had not had that accident, he would have ushered in another prosperous Tang Dynasty, taking the "poetry immortal" Li Bai to travel to the Taibai Mountains and discuss the world of Zen with the "poetry Buddha" Wang Wei.
However, the world is unpredictable, this superstar has not yet fully revealed its own light, but it has disappeared from the human world...
Next, let's walk into Wang Boqili's short and short life (all narrated in the first person below)
Since I can remember, the man in front of me has always liked to hold a book, walking back and forth around the room, chanting the words "Zhi Zhi Zhi Ye".
Days of chanting finally caught my attention. So I grabbed my young body and reached for the book, trying to see what was inside that fascinated this man so much.
Whenever this happened, he would always look at me lovingly, put his hand on my chin, force me to laugh "cluck", "cluck", "giggle", and say to the woman who was holding me, "My son is related to books." ”
In the blink of an eye, I am 3 years old, I have read a thousand words, I am familiar with books such as the "Filial Piety Sutra" and "Analects", and I am deeply attracted by the contents of them.
When I was 6 years old, I was already well verse-making, and my father was very surprised by the fact that I could make a chapter when I could exit, and decided to cultivate me well.
Whenever I visited my colleagues, my father always liked to take me with me, saying that he wanted me to see the world and expand my horizons.
When Fang arrived at the hall, a group of old men wearing round necks and narrow sleeves of official robes quickly surrounded me and chanted in pieces, 'This is the child', 'These poems are really written by young sons?' 'The Wang family is about to develop'...
A middle-aged man with a majestic face came over, dispersed the crowd, and stared at me for a long time before saying, "One of the three trees of the Wang clan!" ”
Everyone looked surprised when they heard it, and then seemed to accept it.
When I was 9 years old, when I read the Book of Han, I found that there were many mistakes in it, and I couldn't bear to doubt the seriousness of Yan Shigu's book. In order to avoid affecting the reading of future generations, I immediately wrote ten volumes of "Finger Flaws".
I remember that at that time, after handing it to my father, his hand holding the article was shaking, and I didn't know why a casual work had shocked my father so much. Since then, there have always been many people in the courtyard who have asked me questions of one kind or another, and after answering them one by one, all of them have a look of sudden enlightenment and want to call me a 'teacher'.
When I was 12 years old, there were no books for me to watch at home, and it was inevitable that I would be bored writing poetry all day, and when I heard that studying medicine was a feat of relief for Cangsheng, I was very impressed, so I followed Cao Yuanshi to Chang'an to study medicine. When I first made my achievements in medicine, my father sent a letter, which said: Son, we have been readers for generations, and none of us are doctors, you should uphold the family tradition, warm up the books, take a meritorious name, and honor your ancestors with honor.
My father's order was hard to break, so the next day I packed my bags and went home.
When I was 14 years old, my father took me with me to visit the Governor Yan Boyu to visit the Tengwang Pavilion that he had just built.
In the hall, there were eminent princes and upper-class scholars, the table was full of delicious fruits and mellow wine, the noisy air pierced with ethereal music, and the maiko in the middle danced lightly with the rhythm of music and long sleeves...
After the Governor took his place, the music disappeared and the maiko quietly withdrew.
Then, after delivering an extremely lengthy personal testimonial, the governor proposed to have someone prepare a preface for the Tengwang Pavilion and ordered Xiao Wei to prepare pen and ink.
After a circle was passed down, no one answered.
So I bravely put forward the idea of my own preface, but I didn't expect that everyone had changed their faces, and even my father personally apologized, "Children are ignorant, and I hope to see and forgive." ”
Unexpectedly, this Governor actually snorted out a breath with his nose, and said with a smile (sarcasm) on his face, "Since the youngest son has more courage, it is better to let him come." ”
Thinking of the magnificent scenery and magnificent momentum of tengwang pavilion, he did not think for a moment and wrote this "Preface to Tengwang Pavilion" with a length of about 800 words.
After everyone saw it, they even called it 'wonderful', and even some people pulled on my shirt and wanted to worship me as a teacher, but naturally I refused, a child who was not yet an adult, teaching a group of middle-aged men who were nearly 40 years old, it seemed too weird.
At the age of 16, I was selected by the imperial court to give the post of Chaosanlang, and then I was transferred to the palace of Li Xian, the Prince of Pei. One day, king Pei wanted to fight with the king of England, and asked me to write a cockfighting essay. I was also young and enthusiastic and loved cockfighting activities, so naturally I didn't think much about it, and I wrote a "Cockfighting Fu" with great enthusiasm.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Gaozong was so good at reading the hearts of others that without saying a word, he accused me of provoking feelings between the royal brothers and relegating me to a barbaric land.
So, I quietly bid farewell to Chang'an, waved my sleeves and rode away on my little donkey.
At the age of 21, he was fortunately cared for by his friend Ling Jiyou and found a position in the army of Yuzhou. But the quiet and peaceful days did not last long, and then another end of trouble caused...
Things also started from that dark and windy night, in the bitter cold wind, there were several loud and urgent knocks on the door, and Xiao Wei reported that there was a wounded man outside the door, and he still couldn't drive away how he drove away.
When I came to the door, I wanted to condemn him a few words, but I didn't expect him to say a word, so he sprayed me with blood, and before I could react, a group of imposing officers and soldiers came and arrested me under the pretext of killing officials and slaves privately.
Big brother, I didn't touch the porcelain like this, but the partial person did die in front of my house, and his clothes were still stained with his undried blood, and he got it, and it was really unlucky to go to my grandmother's house.
Fortunately, Heaven was lenient to me, and I unexpectedly received the opportunity of amnesty, and my life was saved.
From then on, I planned to go home honestly and filial to my parents. But fate did not let me go, and my father was relegated to Jiaozhi County by the imperial court because of the incident I caused, which made me feel very guilty.
But the faceless court actually wants me to return to the dynasty as an official, and your front foot has just degraded my father, and now you turn around and want me to work hard for you.
Therefore, it was rare for me to be willful, abandon the heavy responsibility of the imperial court, and rush to Jiaozhi County to visit my father.
After a long time of reunion, I had a small drink with my father under the moon, telling my heart, my father said let me let go of the past, the big husband is not bound to the past, and so on, and so on, and finally I was obsessed, promised my father to live well, be a good person, and make a necessary move.
But Heaven did not give me this opportunity, and on the way back, they buried me in the cold river water...
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