Chapter 140: There are three

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Liao Chengmei clapped his hands with a smile and said, "It's good, the singing is good, the words are good, it's really good." He turned his head and asked Duan Shan, "Isn't it?"

Duan Shan said: "Yes." ā€

Liao Cheng smiled at the people around him: "Lord Duan never watches singing and dancing, but this time he can say that it is really good." ā€

The old men of the Pei family hurriedly smiled and thanked them.

Liao Cheng called Xue Qing again, and Xue Qing came out of the crowd again to give a salute.

"We don't know poetry, but we know how to sound good. He praised again, "No wonder Master Zong invited you to compose poems that day, you are indeed talented." ā€

Xue Qing lowered his head and said, "It's a pity that the kid failed Master Zong that day. ā€

Liao Chengdao: "Live up to it, live up to it, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and there is a lack of joys and sorrows." ā€

Governor Li coughed lightly and said, "Lord Liao, don't praise it falsely....children don't know the height of the sky... Since you're here, why don't you go and see this garden..."

Liao Cheng smiled: "I don't have false praise, I really think it's good..."

Before he could finish speaking, a voice came from the crowd.

"Young Master Xue is so talented, I wonder if he is still trembling this time?"

Governor Li suddenly changed color, it's him again!

Everyone also looked for prestige, and when they saw the commotion around Xiucai under the lamp, several companions stood away from him with some trepidation.

Lin Xiucai didn't notice it, just looked at Xue Qing here, and said, "Why don't you make another song while you're happy?"

Governor Li got up, and when he was about to scold, Xue Qing had already spoken first: "Okay." ā€

Her voice was so unexpected that everyone's eyes were on her.

Liao Cheng looked at this Xiucai, then looked at Duan Shan, and said in a low voice: "... This is the so-called literati lightness, right?" laughed in a low voice, "I just like to watch this..."Without waiting for Duan Shan to answer, he stroked his palms and smiled, "Okay.. Young Master Xue is really talented. ā€

He opened his mouth, there was no room for redemption now, and Governor Li's face was gloomy.

An old man of the Pei family said: "So please take a seat in the main hall first... Writing poetry always takes some effort. ā€

Before Liao Cheng could speak, Xue Qing had already saluted: "No, the kid has thought about it." ā€

Why, that's all right? too fast, right?

Xue Qing said: "Poetry is about touching the scene and feelings, not in the length of time... Some people are ruthless and boring, and no matter how much time they have, they can't make poetry. After that, he glanced at Lin Xiucai.

Lin Xiucai's face was embarrassed, and a low chuckle sounded all around.

Liao Cheng laughed and said, "Young Master Xue is a sentient and interesting person, please hurry." ā€

Xue Qing paced forward, two steps and three steps at a time, and stopped: "The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. ā€

Three steps to poetry?

Zhang Liantang said in a low voice: "It's really menacing." ā€

The young man's clear voice sounded in the field, and Pei Yanzi said to the teenagers around him: "Paper and pen." ā€

The two teenagers unfolded a piece of paper, Pei Yanzi stood in front of him with a pen and wrote, and Xue Qing's voice continued slowly and calmly.

"Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river. ā€

"The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight flowers and forests are like hail. ā€

The young man paced while reciting the poem, not looking at the person or the scene, or bowing his head or raising his head, the person had already arrived under the stage, and the Chunxiao Pavilion on the stage had not yet exited, and he did not react to this sudden poem.

I don't know where the thought came out, Chunxiao suddenly said: "Turn the light on." ā€

In order to be conspicuous on the stage, the surrounding of the stage was deliberately dim, and many lanterns were strung with ropes on the stage, which were like pearls.

The servants of the Pei family were stunned, glanced at each other, one of them shook their heads, and the two of them really put the lanterns on the stage down one by one, and the stage fell into darkness, and the little boy was still pacing slowly, as if he didn't notice that he had been illuminated.

"The frost in the air does not fly, the white sand on the court is invisible, the river and the sky are free of fiber dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. ā€

Poetry poured out like lights.

"It's Yuefu..."

"It's Lefu again..."

Low murmurs rang out one after another.

ā€œ.. It's so beautiful..."

The sound of the piano sounded low, which brought the distracted person back to his senses, but it felt more ethereal.

Li Zhifu's heavy face became surprised and surprised, looking at the young man step by step, two more young men holding on to the paper came, and the previous one had already been written all over the way.

"I knew I should have brought a big piece of paper. Fine sweat broke out on the foreheads of the teenagers, and they were inexplicably nervous and inexplicably excited.

Pei Yanzi didn't look up, and the paper in front of him focused on picking up the pen and writing it.

"Whose house is Bian Zhouzi tonight?

"Poor..."

"Tamato..."

"The wild goose..."

The steps of the young man under the stage lamp are getting bigger and bigger, and the description is becoming more and more free and easy, and the surroundings are getting quieter and quieter, except for Pei Yanzi, who bows his head and writes, everyone's eyes are focused on Xue Qing, and the sound of chanting and piano lingers in his ears.

Lin Xiucai's expression went from disdain to surprise, and he was already sluggish at this time, his lips muttered, and he didn't know what to say.

"The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road. ā€

The boy flicked his sleeves and turned to look at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

"I don't know how many people return to the moon, and the falling moon is full of love and trees. ā€

The sound stopped, and the audience was silent.

"Good. I don't know who shouted first, and it was like a firework that lit up and crackled in all directions.

"Good!"

"Wonderful!"

There was applause and applause when they spoke, and no one cared about the presence of the officers and soldiers, nor did anyone care about whether the Beijing official had already applauded, they just wanted to express their hearts and minds, and they couldn't bear it.

Governor Li also stroked his palms and nodded, with a look of honor, and took the initiative to say to Liao Cheng and Duan Shan: "It's okay." ā€

Liao Cheng said with a smile: "Where is it okay, it is clearly good....Chang'an Mansion is really outstanding." ā€

Governor Li said with a smile: "It is Mr. Qingxia who teaches well. ā€

The people scattered around Lin Xiucai over there gathered again, and some people asked with a smile, "What do you think, Lin Xiucai?"

Lin Xiucai hadn't come back to his senses and muttered, "I bought it..."

The people around shook their heads, and some people sighed: "Where can I buy this kind of poetry... Don't be stupid. ā€

Xue Qing was also walking back, and when he heard this, he shook his head and said, "Yes, it's too stupid... Don't compare poetry with me. ā€

Zhang Liantang said: "Why?"

Xue Qing said: "I'm embarrassed to be embarrassed because of bullying." ā€

Why is it that he is bullying people when he writes poetry? Does he mean that he himself is superior to others in his own quick thinking? Zhang Liantang looked at her for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, I can see that you are indeed a little embarrassed. ā€

Xue Qing smiled and didn't speak, killing people and setting fires is her own ability, after all, writing poetry is borrowed from others, although for her these are all tools for making a living, but it is still different to use... Well, it's just embarrassing, she should still use it, and she is not a gentleman saint, and she doesn't plan to be a gentleman saint.

Over there, Governor Li was already greeting Xue Qing, and Xue Qing hurriedly walked over to salute them.

Liao Cheng was amazed and a little envious: "That water tune song is for Master Zong, Xue Qing, you can also make a poem for me." ā€

This, it's better not to come to this point, Xue Qing lowered his head and said, "Kid do your best." ā€

Governor Li smiled: "I've been exhausted, why can't I do it today... Lord Liao, Lord Duan, you see us going to enjoy the lanterns..."

The old men of the Pei family also invited again, Liao Cheng smiled and waved his hand, and said, "No, no, it's already optimistic, and you can't feel comfortable here." ā€

The Pei family hurriedly said no, no, Liao Cheng refused and turned around and left politely, Li Zhifu naturally accompanied, and the Pei family sent each other, watching Liao Cheng and the masters of the Pei family laugh and leave, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that there is really no anger..."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Turning over and riding his horse and moving forward under the support of the officers and soldiers, Liao Cheng looked back and saw that the people of the Pei family outside the Jieyuan were still standing and watching.

"Not bad, not bad. He couldn't help laughing and said, "No wonder Master Zong wants to live here, the Pei family's side is really interesting... Has that Xiucai always been at odds with this Xue Qing?"

The topic changed quickly, and Governor Li almost didn't react, and only after being stunned did he say: "This Lin Xiucai has always been high and proud, when he was in Shuangyuan, he mentioned Xue Qing to Master Zong, Xue Qing didn't make a poem, he was very annoyed. ā€

Sure enough, there was a suspicion, Liao Cheng smiled: "No wonder, then the two of them are holding back their strength when they come here this time... It's fun, and we're going to take the opportunity to watch a good show. ā€

This Liao Cheng smiled kindly, but his mind was also meticulous, Governor Li shook his head and said: "This person of Lin Xiucai's age is really insulting to compete with a child." ā€

Duan Shan said: "Sven, the literati is what he says. ā€

Governor Li is also a literati.

Liao Cheng smiled and said: "Don't fight, don't fight... Let's go back..."

Governor Li looked ahead, and suddenly said, "My lord, there is still a very lively place, why don't you go and see it." ā€

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The news that the prefect and Liao Cheng Duanshan went to Jieyuan was also heard by the Liu family, and many people in the Liu family gloated.

ā€œā€¦ Now they've got a good show... At the beginning, if I didn't borrow the garden, I was already remembered, and I also chanted poems and sang and danced, so it's strange if I don't attract people. ā€

Not long after I was happy here, there was news from there that the prefect and Liao Cheng Duanshan had come to Liu's house.

Standing outside the door and looking up at the fireworks exploding in the sky, and looking at the crowd running around underground, playing monkeys, playing with fire circles, and even singing big operas, there is a group of topless female sumo wrestlers in the distance..... noisy and noisy, which makes Liao Chengduanshan, who has just come from the poetry and beauty of Jieyuan, a little dizzy.

The old men of the Liu family welcomed it together.

Liao Cheng pressed his forehead and said, "You guys are really lively here." ā€

An old man of the Liu family said: "Have fun in the market, have fun in the market, and make it lively." ā€

As soon as the words fell, Li Zhifu snorted coldly and said, "It's a lively picture? Jieyuan held a poetry meeting to commemorate Master Zong Zhouzong, why are your Liu family so lively?"

The old lady Liu, who was surrounded by people, changed color when she heard this sentence.

Li Guangyuan, your eight-generation ancestor!

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