An allusion: Two literati in ancient China, seemingly celebrities, wrote a poem to the effect that the flowers in the yard were totally defeated overnight, and the other didn't believe it.

Su Dongpo formally worshipped the Hanlin bachelor, and served under Prime Minister Wang Anshi. Wang Anshi loves talents and values them very much. Su Dongpo thinks he is smart and full of scorn. Wang Anshi accidentally mentioned Dongpo's word "slope" because he wrote Zi Shuo. Wang Anshi said, "The word' slope' comes from soil, so the slope is still the skin of soil." Su Dongpo smiled and said, "According to your old saying, the word' slippery' is the bone of water." Wang Anshi went on to say: "The word' giant' comes from fish and is combined into fish eggs. Four horses are stubborn, and insects are silkworms. It is not meaningless for the ancients to create words. " Su Dongpo handed it over and said, "You always know the allusions, right?" Wang Anshi thought it was true and asked for advice gladly. Su Dongpo smiled proudly: "Shi Mao Cloud: Du Fu is in mulberry, and his son is seven. Even the mother and grandfather are nine. " Wang Anshi hated his frivolity, so he demoted Su Dongpo to Huzhou as a historian.

Su Dongpo stayed in Huzhou for three years and returned to Beijing after three years. He thought that he had been demoted for offending Wang Anshi, and he had to visit Master Wang before returning to Beijing this time. Then go to see the son of heaven. So he rode to the prime minister's office. When Su Dongpo came to Xiangfu, Wang Anshi was sleeping and was led by the housekeeper Xu Lun to Wang Anshi's east study for tea.

After Xu Lun left, Su Dongpo saw that the bookcases on all sides of the wall were closed and locked. There were only pens and inkstones on the table, but nothing. He opened the inkstone box and saw that it was a green inkstone, which was very radiant. The ink in the inkstone pool is still wet. I tried to cover it, but suddenly I saw a paper corner under the inkstone box. When I took it out, it turned out to be two unfinished poems, and I recognized the poem "Chanting Chrysanthemum" written by Prime Minister Wang. Su Dongpo did Sarah laugh: Don't say goodbye for three days, don't have a hole in the sky. When he was an official in Beijing, the old teacher wrote thousands of words without thinking. Three years later, it's different. This poem has only written two sentences, but it has never been rhymed. It seems that Jiang Lang has exhausted his talents. Su Dongpo picked it up and read it again: last night, the west wind crossed the garden, blowing yellow flowers and gold everywhere.

Su Dongpo's ridicule of these two poems is nonsense. He thinks that the wind is famous all year round: spring is a gentle wind, summer is a fragrant wind, autumn is a golden wind, and winter is a north wind. The first sentence of this poem says that the west wind belongs to gold and the autumn is popular. With the golden wind, the leaves are yellow and the fragrance is scattered. The yellow flower mentioned in the second sentence is chrysanthemum. This flower blooms in late autumn, and its nature belongs to fire. Dare to fight with autumn frost is the most durable. With the increase of age, it will burn dry and will not fall. Isn't it wrong to say "yellow flowers blow to the ground" Su Dongpo couldn't help licking the ink with a pen and rhyming to continue his poem: autumn flowers are not as good as spring flowers, he said to the poet carefully.

After writing, Su Dongpo felt ashamed and revived. I thought: If Old Master Q came to the study and saw this poem, it would be ugly in front of me; I wanted to take it away with one sleeve, but I was afraid of implicating Xu Lun. It's quite disturbing to think about it. Had to still fold the poem, got off the inkstone box and stepped out of the study. When he arrived at the gate, he said to the doorman, "When you come out, please tell him that Sue has been here for a long time. As I have just arrived in Beijing, I haven't tidied up my watch yet. I'll stamp my watch early tomorrow morning and come to see you again. " Say that finish riding away.

A little while later, Wang Anshi went into the east study room, saw the manuscript of the poem, asked the reason, recognized Su Dongpo's handwriting, said nothing, and hesitated in his heart: "Su Dongpo is still frivolous despite repeated setbacks." Qu Yuan's Lisao contains the poem "Evening Banquet and Autumn Chrysanthemum". He refused to admit that he was a poor scholar, but laughed at the old man! Tomorrow morning, I will play the son of heaven and lower my rank for the people. "He thought," Wait a minute, he doesn't know that the chrysanthemum in Huangzhou has lost its petals, and he can't be blamed! ""Later, Xu Lun was asked to have a look at Huguang's official vacancy register. As a result, it was found that only Huangzhou area lacked a representative Ying Yong. In the early morning of the next day, the Prime Minister Wang secretly played the son of heaven. Su Dongpo was too weak and was demoted to Huangzhou. Only Su Dongpo has personal grievances against Wang Anshi's change of poetry. There is nothing I can do but be grateful.

The next day, Su Dongpo left Beijing and arrived in Huangzhou on a starry night.

Su Dongpo made friends with Shunk Chen Jichang in Huangzhou. However, hiking, drinking, writing poems, military affairs and people's feelings have nothing to do with autumn. Time flies, and it's another year. On September 1st, when the weather was fine, Su Dongpo suddenly remembered, "The dean of Dinghuiyuan once gave me several kinds of chrysanthemums to plant in the backyard. Why not enjoy it today? " When Chen Jichang visited, Dongpo was overjoyed and took him to the back garden to see chrysanthemums. Walking under the chrysanthemum stand, I saw gold all over the ground and no flowers on the branches. Su Dongpo was too surprised to speak. Chen Jichang asked, "Why is Zi Zhan so surprised to see the petals of chrysanthemum drop?" Su Dongpo said: "I often don't know the season. I generally think that this flower is just anxious and does not fall. " Last year, when I was in Prime Minister Wang's mansion, I saw his poem "Chanting Chrysanthemum" which said: "Last night, the west wind crossed the garden, blowing yellow flowers everywhere." My younger brother only said that Old Master Q made a mistake, and he added two sentences: "Autumn flowers are not as good as spring flowers, so be careful to sing with poets." . But I don't know that the chrysanthemum in Huangzhou really fell! The old prime minister demoted me to Huangzhou to show me chrysanthemums! Chen Jichang smiled: "Yes! "Su Dongpo sighed:" My brother was demoted, and I only thought it was a personal grudge of Prime Minister Wang. Who knew he was good? I was wrong. I will be modest and prudent in the future and will not laugh at others easily. Alas, it's really nothing, you haven't gained wisdom! "

Later, Su Dongpo went to Beijing to apologize to Wang Anshi.