Chapter VII
In anticipation of everyone, Yao Manman, who was dressed in a light yellow robe, appeared on the stage with a pipa in her arms, and her face was still wearing a silk scarf. Through the silk scarf, one can only faintly see the outline of her face. Many guests couldn't see Yao Manman's face, but only saw her pretty figure, and felt a fire rise in their hearts.
Shi Shan saw Yao Manman again, although Yao Manman was only a few seats away from him, he felt that there was a world between them.
Even characters like Zuo Shuang, all took advantage of Yao Manman's arrival in Huangqiu, the capital city, and then relied on some face, to be able to invite Yao Manman, he Shishan is just a student who failed the scientific examination, a little jailer in Shangyang Town Prison! He and Yao Manman, the identity gap is too big!
Walking to the pre-arranged position and sitting down, Yao Manman reached out and plucked the strings, tried the sound, and then played on his own regardless of the noisy living room.
As Yao Manman's delicate and soft strings sounded, the guests gradually quieted down, followed the string sounds, and entered a quiet and elegant mood.
The sound of Yao Manman's pipa playing was not high, but it spread to every corner of the living room, and between the fingers, there was a heavenly sound.
I don't know when, Yao Manman stopped playing, she didn't make a sound, just quietly glanced at the guests. The guests didn't realize that the performance was over, and their eyes were blurred, as if they were wandering out of the world.
I don't know who first shouted 'good', everyone came to their senses, and then burst into applause, and at this moment, Yao Manman glanced at Shi Shan, she was slightly stunned, she didn't expect to see Shi Shan in Shangyang Town, and then raised her eyebrows and smiled, and Shi Shan smiled.
In the middle of this expectation, there is a kind of charm flowing out, and the guests suddenly saw Yao Manman smiling, although it was separated by a silk scarf, but it was still shocking, and even some guests, their hearts were pounding, as if they had seen the person they liked for the first time when they were young.
Zuo Shuang was very satisfied with the performance of the guests, in places like Shangyang Town, some people may not see the performance of characters like Yao Manman in their lifetime, and it is not surprising that they are obsessed.
Seeing that the atmosphere had reached a high point, Zuo Shuang stood up from his seat, raised his wine glass, and looked around at everyone.
Seeing Zuo Shuang stand up, all the guests also raised their glasses.
"Everyone, let's have a drink for Miss Yao Manman's wonderful performance. After Zuo Shuang finished speaking, he drank it all.
"!"
"Good wine!"
"Happy!"
During the venue, the guests drank all the wine in their cups, only to feel a heroic feeling in their chests, and their whole bodies were extremely happy.
Zuo Shuang sat back in his seat, looked at the guests proudly, and said loudly: "Everyone, today is Zuo's birthday, so Miss Yao appreciated her face and promised Zuo that as long as someone present can make good poems on the spot, she can improvise and sing the poems." There are not many opportunities like this, everyone can give it a try, write a poem, and let Miss Yao sing it according to her choice. ”
As soon as Zuo Shuang's voice fell, the guests in the venue were excited again, but all those who had a little talent were all gearing up and eager to try.
"Lord Zuo, I think that many of the guests present are talented people, writing poems is no longer a problem, if everyone writes poems with different themes, I am afraid it will be difficult to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages for a while, we should choose a theme, let you write around the same theme, so that Miss Yao can also choose your favorite work as soon as possible. Today is your birthday feast, and I think we will celebrate your birthday. Qi Fu seized the opportunity and said aloud.
Listening to Qi Fu's words, the guests applauded one after another, and the more alert guests even began to think about it immediately. Seeing everyone's reaction, Qi Fu was in a very comfortable mood, feeling that he had shown his face in front of Zuo Shuang.
At this moment, Zuo Shuang waved his hand, "Poets, express what you think and feel in your heart." Today, Zuo took advantage of his birthday to invite everyone to get together and deepen their feelings. Inviting Miss Yao to be there is also a coincidence, and I want to take the opportunity to let you feel the style of the capital of my Dayu Dynasty. I am very grateful that Miss Yao is willing to improvise and sing poetry here. With such an opportunity, how can you make some vulgar works on the theme of birthday celebrations? ”
Zuo Shuang said, raised his wine glass, and drank the wine in the glass. At this time, the guests were a little silent, waiting for Zuo Shuang's next words. At this time, Qi Fu couldn't wait to hide under the table and cover himself.
"I, Zuo, as an official of the imperial court, have to share the worries of the king, and I want to solve problems for the people. Just last month, my Dayu Dynasty broke out a conflict with the Iron Killing Royal Court on the border, although the scale was not very large, and our army also defeated the Iron Killing Royal Court army, but our side still killed and injured dozens of people. I can't lift the seven-foot sword, cross the thousand-mile horse, strike the iron in the north, and cut off the head of the Can's clan!" Zuo Shuang said sonorously, and a bright light erupted in his eyes, shocking everyone in the field.
"Okay, Lord Zuo Gao Feng, it's really a blessing that I can have such a town in Shangyang Town! I Dayu can have such an official, it's really a blessing!" Listening to Zuo Shuang's loud words, Tang Bin stood up from his position, raised his wine glass, toasted to Zuo Shuang, and then drank it all.
The guests in the venue, seeing Tang Bin's actions, also stood up one after another, raised their wine glasses to toast, and their expressions were full of respect for Zuo Shuang.
"Today, I will write poems with the theme of 'Guarding the Border'. I also hope that you will write with your heart, so as to show the majesty and majesty of the men in Shangyang Town!" Zuo Shuang said, raising his wine glass and drinking with everyone.
"Someone, put pen and ink on paper and ink!" With the housekeeper's order, several maids from the town government hurriedly came to the center of the living room with paper and pen.
"I don't know which guest needs pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?" The housekeeper of the town government looked around at everyone, and when he saw that no one answered, he did not feel embarrassed, but he was full of confidence and did not feel that he would be cold.
"Steward Liu, I need paper and pencils, please clean up the delicacies on the table in front of me. The one who spoke was a middle-aged man named Zhang Xun. The housekeeper Liu in his mouth is Liu Zhuang, the housekeeper of the town government.
Listening to Zhang Xun's words, Liu Zhuang said 'yes', and then arranged for someone to clean up the table in front of Zhang Xun and handed over pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
After a while, the table in front of Zhang Xun was cleaned up by the maid of the town government and covered with paper and pen. Zhang Xu immediately began to grind the inkstone, with a solemn expression, as if he was contemplative.
Zhang Xu started, and some people asked for pen and paper one after another, and the atmosphere in the audience became warm again.
"Steward Liu, I also need pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. At this moment, Tang Bin also spoke.
Listening to Tang Bin's words, Liu Zhuang hurriedly walked over, "Does Mr. Tang also want to write? Then, with a wave of Liu Zhuang's hand, two maids came up.
The two maids who came up were about to start cleaning up the table in front of Tang Bin, but they were stopped by Tang Bin, "Steward Liu, it's not me who wants to write today, it's my student Shi Shan who wants to write poetry." ”
At this time, Shi Shan was originally in the same mood as Liu Zhuang, looking forward to Tang Bin's poems, but he didn't want to hear Tang Bin's words at once, and he was a little at a loss for a while, on such an occasion, he was unprepared,
Liu Zhuang saw that Tang Bin didn't want to write poems by himself, but launched Shishan, he looked at the extremely young Shishan suspiciously, such a young descendant, can he write poems on the border?