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Chapter 403 The Ancient One Li Taibai

Chapter 403

The grass was green, and the river wind blew the gauze curtains that hung down from the pavilion.Not far away, the figure who dropped the poem and left was approaching the courtyard gate, and there were some people chasing after him, shouting: "Don't go, make things clear..." "Ning Liheng, do you think it's over if you leave like this! "Don't make a fool of yourself here!" But then they also noticed that the movement in the back was wrong, and some people stopped and looked back.

Xue Gongyuan's irritable temper, ready to chase after the poem, is also the confidence of others to keep Ning Yi.If the elders speak, you dare to run, and the rest will block people in the name of guilty conscience.It was only after that, the reaction that appeared on Xue Gongyuan was really confusing and confused.Not many people can guess what was written on that piece of paper to make people like this.

If Ning Yi is really talented and learned, it may be a good poem written on paper, but at this moment, writing a poem and running away is just self-deception, and it will be said that this person is too arrogant in the future. Do you think a poem can overwhelm the audience?The old people present are people who have experienced many big scenes, which can make Xue Gongyuan surprised at a glance. A few knowledgeable people in the crowd guess in their hearts that what is on the paper is something that involves a secret. Xue Gongyuan knows it, but once See below, the kind that has to be sealed.

Ji Wanqing frowned, and immediately felt that Ning Liheng might have taken some clues about Xue Gongyuan, and wrote it in secret words, so that Xue Gongyuan did not dare to pursue it.In surprise, he shook his head in his heart. He could hide Xue Gongyuan's mouth, but he couldn't hide the lingering mouths of so many people.In the city of Bianliang, there are a lot of things that the old man in the literary world or the official who made the official career has managed to gain a reputation.

It's just that Ning Liheng was smart. He knew that the situation could not be reversed, so he threw away this kind of thing and left. If Xue Gongyuan could really be involved, even if many people questioned him, he was not named a "liar" on the spot. It's hard to walk in ruins.Ji Wanqing thought about this possibility in her heart, and turned her head to look at her opponent, Li Shishi, who was sitting there with a hand on his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.But no matter what, the person is her friend, and she brought it. Although this time, she will not be ruined, but she has already hooked up with her. Before the Dragon Boat Festival, she suffered a huge loss, and she must have thought of this. Now, if I were her, I could just sit there and pretend to be calm.

The sun was shining, and it was a sunny summer noon after all.In the short period of noise and suspicion, everyone had their own thoughts and guesses, and of course more people just guessed what poem it was, and whispered: "...Mulan Zhi Sha Tangzhou, Yu Xiao Jin Guan sits on both ends, what kind of sentence is this..."

"It's just neat, but... also ordinary?"

After only listening to two sentences, there is no confidence in the discussion. Yan Lingzhong has already surrounded them: "Xue Gong..."

"Gongyuan, what's wrong?"

"I'll take a look, I'll take a look at what this fellow wrote, Gong Yuan, let go..."

The serious-tempered and straight-tempered Pan Hongda sipped the poem from Xue Gongyuan's hand. Xue Gongyuan then reacted. He put down the rice paper, swallowed, and looked at the people around him. His expression was still complicated, and he stared at him without saying a word.Then Pan Hongda started to read the poem with anger. After reading the first two sentences, his expression changed again. Yan Lingzhong, Duke Mo and others also looked over.

They are all people in the literary world who have been fighting for so long. As far as Ji Wanqing can think of it, they can be more or less mentally prepared.Under such circumstances, if you want to force others into ruin, they can do anything.They also thought about it, if there is really something strange in this poem, take a look here, and you can choose to deal with it as soon as possible, and think about whether it can cover up the past.But after reading the poems, they both looked suspicious and looked at each other: "This poem...this poem..."

Their expressions were uncertain, and Yu Shaoyuan, Fang Wenyang and others were already curiously surrounding them.Previously, Ning Yi put down Yu Shaoyuan's poems and his own poems, but at this time Yu Shaoyuan smiled and said, "Masters, can you share Ning's poems with everyone? Let's talk." He guessed that there was something strange in this, and first of all, he had to spread the matter out. The song "Nian Nujiao" he wrote today is the essence of the accumulation over the years. Could it really be suppressed by others...

However, after he finished saying this, Pan Hongda and the others over there glanced at him, and someone helped Xue Gongyuan to sit next to him first.Yan Lingzhong took a look at the situation, then looked at Yu Shaoyuan, finally sighed, and handed the poem to him: "It's okay, Shaoyuan, you can read it with everyone... it's okay."

He sighed deeply, and Yu Shaoyuan felt a little puzzled. He took the manuscript in his hand, unfolded it directly, and looked at the people around him.Someone was already saying: "Shaoyuan, read quickly." Fang Wenyang and others started to look from the side, Yu Shaoyuan lowered his head, and read directly: "Mulan Zhisha Tangzhou, Yuxiao and Jinguan sit on both ends. The wine is placed in the middle. Qian Hu, carry prostitutes with the waves... Oh, let me go and stay."

At this time, the poems all paid attention to rhythm, and Yu Shaoyuan read it directly, and it was also cadence, and the speed was medium, which was enough time for people to judge and remember. The first few sentences were just neat and excellent sentences. Yu Shaoyuan also smiled softly.Some people around laughed and said, "It's just average." But it didn't say much, because the verse was actually very good, almost impeccable, but it didn't directly shock people.

Yu Shaoyuan continued to read the next sentence, which was "The immortal is waiting to ride the yellow crane, and the sea guest has no intention to follow the white gull." At this time, his expression has changed slightly.

However, surrounded by people listening, he couldn't show anything on his face for a while, and even the cadence in his mouth couldn't stop.After a slight pause, he looked at the person next to him, and recited according to the paper: "...Qu Ping's poems, the sun and the moon, the king of Chu's terraces and hills... The five mountains are in full swing, and the poems are proud! Ling Cangzhou... "By this time, the awe-inspiring spirit of the poem has come out, and Yu Shaoyuan's tone follows the rhythm.When it came to "the five mountains are in full swing, the poems are proud of Ling Cangzhou", the whole tone was brought up. This is also because at this time, the literati studied poetry since childhood, and they were quite particular. He couldn't hold back the momentum when he read it, but after all, he thought in his heart that he couldn't do this.

His lips moved, and he looked at the last two sentences. He couldn't read it again for a while, and his eyes swept over the people around him.Some of the literati who listened to this poem murmured and reread, some bowed their heads and pondered, their fingers still beating on their legs in rhythm, but failed to notice what was wrong with Yu Shaoyuan.It's just that Fang Wenyang, who was beside him, had already finished reading the poem, and he shook his head and turned away just like that.After a while, the crowd digested these two sentences a little, and after a long while, there was no movement, and then they raised their heads and said, "Shao Yuan, what about the back?"

"Behind..." His words seemed to come out from his throat, but then he smiled: "...If fame and wealth are long in existence, the Han River should also flow in the northwest. This poem, please appreciate it."

He recited the last two sentences as if it was a little hot, and handed over the poem directly, and someone immediately took it.Someone else said: "This poem is also normal...isn't it." The other person answered: "This poem..." Everyone present didn't want to immediately give this poem an evaluation and personality, but looking at the expressions around, they suddenly realized No one dared to set the tone for the evaluation of this poem, and no one wanted to be the first to be scolded for talking nonsense, but no one wanted to directly say that the poem was very good, waiting for others to speak.

Everyone had already heard it once, and then took the poem to read, and some had already read it once. Often, in the direction Ning Yi left, he lowered his head and chewed it before reading the poem.Feeling that I didn't want to squeeze any more, I simply went to the side and wrote the poem on the paper beside me.For a moment like this, it was just the group of literati who lost their composure, the Princess Qing over there, Ji Wanqing here and others were somewhat left out.

Ji Wanqing listened to the poem once, and decided in her heart that it might not be any better. She just looked at Yu Shaoyuan, but he was bowing his head not far away, holding his own song "Nian Nujiao", his expression changed. indefinite.Looking at the side, Shishi sat on the futon there, covering her mouth with one hand, but she seemed to be muttering something. She swayed gently from side to side, her eyes were smiling, and her smile was elegant.The fair fingers of the other hand were dipped in wine, and she was just writing on the small table in front of her. Obviously, it was also a poem left by Ning Liheng. Occasionally laughed again.

Ji Wanqing sat there, with a soft demeanor and a slight smile, but she never expected such a result, and not many people guessed that the poem was simply a poem like this.In theory, no matter how good the poems are, there are limits to how they can be placed here. Even if the poems written by Ning Yi are comparable to Yu Shaoyuan's "Nian Nujiao", there are many words that can be said.But this poem goes beyond that.

If it weren't for the deliberate and aggressive behavior of these people, Ning Yi would not want to bring this poem out to suit the occasion.But when things have developed to this point, the meaning of this poem is different.Li Bai's "Yin on the River".To describe it in one sentence, this is one of the works of Shixian that best represents his thoughts in his prime.

Li Taibai is one person through the ages.

In terms of being impassioned and expressing his heart, Li Taibai's poems are the things that can shock people's hearts and others most immediately, especially in front of these people who have been with poetry all their lives. "Qu Ping's poems are hanging on the sun and the moon, and the king of Chu's terraces are empty of hills. The five mountains are in the air, and the poems are proud of Ling Cangzhou!" There is almost no need for complicated research and analysis. There are not many people who can afford it.

Although in later generations this poem may not have been selected into any textbooks because of the reason of "carrying prostitutes to stay with Bo Ren", and it seems that its reputation is not as good as that of famous poems such as Jiang Jinjiu, but it is also Li Taibai's poem. The great achievement when I was 40 years old, it is relatively well-behaved, but majestic and smooth, like the coming of a great river, completed in one go, put it at this poetry meeting, where the five mountains are shaken, and Cangzhou is not the only one that is lingering.It was simply to force Xue Gongyuan to be in front of everyone at the Poetry Club, if not for this, it would not have made Xue Gongyuan speechless.

No one thought that this slap would be so severe and exaggerated.At this time, a group of literati were still talking in a low voice, and the wealthy children of the Qing County Lord were whispering. They joined in the fun because Zhou Pei praised her teacher too much. Everyone grew up in Bianliang, where would they know? Convincing people, but I came to watch the fun, and I didn't think about making revenge. At this time, I whispered: "I didn't expect her teacher to be so exaggerated..."

There, Ji Wanqing was sitting next to the teacher and was struggling, thinking about the sentence and saying, "I didn't expect that Ning Liheng could really write such a good poem. Compared with Shaoyuan, it's indistinguishable. Sister Shishi... "..." She looked straight ahead, turned her head sideways, and seemed to be talking to the teacher casually and cordially, but she heard the teacher "huhu" and "huhu" laughing twice, a little strange, turned her head to look, Although Shi Shi covered his mouth and smiled occasionally, he always looked beautiful and attractive, but at this time his fingers were still writing on the table, and he didn't look at her.

"Huh...Sister Wanqing, I don't even know what you are doing..."

"Ok?"

"Do you know how powerful my brother is... huh..."

"Sister Shishi... why did you say this..."

"Since I sat down just now... I saw you forcing him... I've been laughing, hehe, Sister Wanqing..."

"Uh……"

"I don't know how powerful he is... But, the little sister only knows..." The teacher lowered his head with a smile and put his hand on his forehead for a moment: "Zhou Meicheng once admitted that if he was in front of him, some would not dare to write poetry. ...Sister Wanqing, why do you...have to force him, hum... I'm sorry, it's so funny..."

Although the two of them have always been harmonious on the surface, the battle for fame among the oiran has actually been torn apart several times in private.Teachers have always shown people with a sense of intellectual elegance and clear wisdom, but if they have evil thoughts, they are often sharp in their words, and often indifferent words can stab people up and down.At this time, everyone hadn't paid attention to her, she was smiling happily here, and Ji Wanqing's face was red and white for a while.Zhou Meicheng dare not write poetry in front of him?If there is such a thing, when she recalls the development of the whole situation, she can clearly see what kind of clowns she and others have become in the eyes of the other party...

Her face was gloomy and complicated.However, in Shi Shi's heart at the moment, she didn't care about the tragic situation of her opponent after being beaten in the face. What she was thinking more about was the process of the whole thing.

To be honest, Ning Yi's words broke the game now, and even she was a little scared, so that the image of Ning Yi that seemed to be clear in her mind, now became a little vague and mysterious.

Carrying a prostitute to stay wherever he goes... Although it is really cool, but what he is thinking... what is it...

Just as the teacher was thinking about these things in his own mind, Ning Yi had already taken Zhou Pei out of the manor to the tree-lined path outside.

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OK, brush the starting point ordinary book, the milk ride is in place, 1=4!

Monthly ticket No. 20 two people, thank you everyone, let's go to less than twenty people first ^_^

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