As soon as he entered the door, he made a poem, this is undoubtedly the Liangshan Gate, at this moment, Xue Qing's name and this poem should have spread all over Jieyuan, and will be passed out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first time he wrote a poem during the Dragon Boat Festival was a teenager's anger, Xue Qing never mentioned it afterwards, and he did not form associations to compose poems everywhere, and even in Shuangyuan, he simply refused to compose poems in the face of Zong Zhou, this time it was very surprising that he was so pompous and high-profile.

Xue Qing said: "Is there one? It has always been like this, it's not strange that Zhuangyuan Gong touched the scene and wrote two poems." ”

Speaking of exaggeration and high-profile, announcing that he wants to be better in the exam, and when it comes to Keju, that sentence I will do it three times is arrogant enough, thinking about it like this, it has always been like this, Zhang Liantang smiled and did not speak again.

Xue Qing thought for a while and said, "Brother Liantang, don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

Zhang Liantang glanced at her, smiled really this time, and said: "I know that you have your own sense of proportion, but your proportion is a little beyond the imagination of ordinary people." ”

For example, inquiring about the selection of palace maids for the little sister next door, according to common sense, at most, he thinks that he is reluctant to give up his green plum, go to visit, who would have thought that he would dare to steal people out.

Xue Qing said: "How can there be.. That's a coincidence. ”

Zhang Liantang knocked her head with a fan and said, "I thought you wouldn't come this time, I'm a little scared when you do things now." ”

Xue Qing laughed and said, "Then I'm still in school, what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Liantang didn't speak, looked at her and smiled.

Chu Minghui probed over, looked at Zhang Liantang and then at Xue Qing, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Zhang Liantang said: "I'm saying that Xue Qing can make a few poems tonight." ”

Chu Minghui said: "It's really boring... Fifteen is to enjoy the lanterns, what poems to do. ”

Xue Qing smiled and got up and said, "Then let's go enjoy the lanterns." ”

Nuan Nuan nodded happily, Xue Qing walked in front of Pei Yanzi with a wooden cane, Pei Yanzi had finished writing, and when she looked down, she handed over the pen and said, "You come?"

Xue Qing said: "This poem is not suitable for wild grass. ”

Pei Yanzi smiled, glanced at her right hand hanging by her side, and said, "Go play." ”

Xue Qing thanked him and said hello to the other teenagers.

“... Go and see the lights and visit the scene, and look forward to another masterpiece from Young Master Qingzi. ”

“.. Remember to watch the song and dance half an hour later, Master Qingzi, what about your masterpiece, you must choose the best. ”

The teenagers laughed at this, and Xue Qing responded with Chu Minghui, Zhang Liantang, and Zhang Shuangtong and left the hall.

At this time, as Zhang Liantang said, Xue Qing's name was mentioned everywhere, and everyone knew that the main reason for this Jieyuan Lantern Festival was that Xue Qing wrote a poem, Pei Yanzi promised a lot of money to invite the prostitutes to sing, although it was said that the young man did a ridiculous thing, but the adults of the Pei family did not object, it can be seen that they acquiesced.

"That Xue Qing... Sensationalism... It's not credible at all. ”

Several people on a small curved bridge were drinking and enjoying the lanterns, so naturally it was inevitable to mention this Xue Qing, and some people said with hatred.

"But the Dragon Boat Festival race song is really good. "There are also humanitarians," Lin Xiucai, don't you also praise it. ”

Lin Xiucai said: "What I praise is poetry. ”

Someone laughed and said, "That means it's really a bought poem." ”

This statement has always existed and is more common after the banquet of the Shuangyuan Sect, and while he was laughing, someone came up and held up a piece of paper and said, "Come on, there is a good poem." ”

Tonight is the lantern festival, but also the poetry meeting, watching the lantern and admiring the moon and touching the scenery to naturally do some poetry to remember, in previous years, the lantern festival in Chang'an City is like this, just like the Dragon Boat Festival dragon boat, the restaurant government will invite the literati to compose poems in advance, although the Pei family's Jieyuan Lantern Festival did not deliberately require everyone to do so, but the invited are literati and ink writers, naturally to do elegant things.

It's normal to have poems written out.

"It's a quick day... This is the first one..."

“.. Read it along... I don't know who it is..."

The person who came had already read it out loud, and after listening to it, everyone present nodded and praised the good poem, Lin Xiucai even wanted to reach out to take the piece of paper to take a closer look, and the person who came had already read the payment, Guo Fu, Xue Qing.

Lin Xiucai's hand suddenly stopped, snorted and flicked his sleeves back, and everyone present was stunned.

"Xue Qing again?"

"Yes, I said that I made a song before I got out of the car. ”

"That's... This is bought again?"

There was a lot of chatter, and the sound of pianos and drums came from all over the garden, and people from all over the garden looked at the place where the sound was.

“.. The song and dance began. Everyone greeted, "Go and hear how well it is written." ”

Lin Xiucai said: "I'd rather watch the lanterns." ”

The others smiled and grabbed him and said, "It's better to watch the beauty." ”

Because there is no lantern festival in the city, the Pei family's lantern festival is more attractive, it is Sister Hong'er to prove her identity and status, and it is also an opportunity for newcomers to gain fame, so those who come to Jieyuan are all beauties with good color and art.

"Gao Xiangxiang is here with Lin Xiucai, right... Miss Xiangxiang is so good at singing that she deserves to be a daughter this time. ”

Lin Xiucai was a little proud on his face, and he looked disdainful, and said: "What is the glory of singing that kind of poetry and winning the first prize." Having said that, he followed the crowd towards the place of song and dance.

The singing and music echoed in the wind and spread throughout the garden, standing on the pavilion near the water, you can also see the people in the garden gathering in one direction, Zhang Liantang picked up a lamp hanging at the foot of the pavilion, and said: "Go, see where you go." ”

Xue Qing said: "What I said, I'm here, just look at it." ”

Zhang Liantang laughed, and sure enough, he raised the lamp to his ear, and looked at Xue Qing, and the face of the young man in green shirt under the moon was suddenly clear.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky... I don't know what year the Heavenly Palace is..."

The song came from the water with the wind, and the sound was beautiful and graceful, which suddenly made the surrounding scenery ethereal.

Zhang Liantang tilted his ears and said, "It's really a good word." ”

Xue Qing smiled, stretched out a finger and waved, "It's just one sentence.."

Zhang Liantang said: "There are not many words. After that, Xue Qing raised his finger to his lips and sighed, listened carefully, and the lamp in his hand was still in his ear.

Xue Qing looked at the face of the young man illuminated by the lamp and smiled, Chu Minghui and Nuan Nuan under the pavilion didn't know what lamp they saw and shouted, while Zhang Shuangtong sang along with the song, lingering in his ears with the sound of singing on the water.

“.... People have joys and sorrows... The moon is cloudy and sunny... It's hard to do it..."

There is a high stage in the garden, there is no light around the stage, there is a darkness, the light on the stage is a little, according to the long-sleeved dancing woman with a tactful voice, just like the moon palace Chang'e, the people who watch this scene want to applaud, and this song makes people dumbfounded, lest it disturb the people in the sky.

The whole Jieyuan was quiet, and everyone looked at the stage, relaxed and happy.

What a word.

"Sure enough, he deserves to be a daughter. Someone muttered.

Lin Xiucai is also distracted, if you buy it, it will cost a thousand dollars.

The people around were so excited that they praised the good of this song, and the women waiting in the backstage room were also a little surprised... Unexpectedly, the first woman on the stage made the entire Jieyuan shake silently, and she was unconsciously a little nervous and regretful.

The first one on stage was unfavorable, because the audience's minds had not yet condensed, but they didn't expect this song to be so good that it amazed everyone in an instant.

The little maid withdrew her gaze from the crack in the window and said in a low voice: "Sister, it's better to promise your mother that you will be the first to play... The first one was remembered, and then there was nothing new for everyone. ”

Chunxiao was tilting his head in the mirror, grinning and saying, "Wrong, I'm here, as long as I don't play first, it's excellent whether it's in the middle or last." After that, he looked to the side, "Young Master Leting, isn't it?"

Sitting in an inconspicuous corner by the wall, the music pavilion raised his head, nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes." ”

Chunxiao almost blurted out inexplicably whether it was better for me or him, but fortunately, she reacted quickly and bit her mouth, looking at herself in the mirror and smiling, why did she have to be jealous with a man.

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