Even if the eight ancestors of the Li Governor's Mansion were scolded all over again, the old men of the Liu family still had a smile on their faces, this is the difference between adults and children, but fortunately, they talked about it with some words, and they exposed this dangerous and embarrassing topic. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Liao Cheng Duanshan didn't stay too long and left, the lights of the Liu family were disturbed and dispersed, and the matter over there was also news.

“.... I sat down and watched the song and dance... Praise again and again..."

“... That Xue Qing said that this move was to commemorate Master Zong..."

“... It's shameless..."

“.... These are not the key, why did Lee Guangyuan target us..."

“... Or to find a scapegoat..."

“.. He didn't think... What can we do if there is no evidence to find out?"

“... Is... Okay..."

There was a lot of discussion in the room, everyone looked angry, and an untimely applause suddenly appeared in the condemnation, which made everyone stunned, followed the sound, and saw that a person in the family was looking down at a few pieces of paper in his hand, which was handed with the news of Jieyuan, and after the old man took it, it looked like he was in a trance.

"What?" asked.

The man replied, "That Xue Qing's poem." ”

Xue Qing....

"Water tune song head... What is there to see. ”

Of course, it's not that it's bad, it's really good....

“.. Haven't you seen it..."

“... I don't know where the Guo family bought it..."

Everyone in the hall discussed, and the man shook his head and said, "No, no, it's not that one, it's new." ”

New work? Poetry again?

Old lady Liu, who had been silent, spoke: "Read it and listen to it." ”

The man responded, "This is a song of five laws, playing the moon on the night of August 15 to remember Liu Yuxi..."

Before he opened his mouth, someone in the hall couldn't help but ask: "Who is Liu Yuxi?"

"I don't know.,Since it's a memory, it's about relatives and friends.... Listen to me.... The sky will be tonight and the moon, and it will be washed over and over again.... The man said slowly.

A poem was written and there was a moment of silence in the hall.

"This kid... If he wrote it, he really had some talent. Someone hesitated and said, "At such an age, I can make two poems of the month in succession..."

Before he finished his words, the man holding the paper raised his head and said with a complicated expression: "It's not two, there is one more." ”

And one more song.... Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

Old lady Liu snorted on the circle chair, raised her hand and said, "Read it." ”

The man answered, looked at the paper in his hand, flipped through it, cleared his throat, and said, "I'll stand up and read." ”

I thought he was going to read it, but the people here were a little inexplicable, and they had to stand up and read it... So solemn, the man had already stood up, and his expression was indeed a little solemn.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together...."

This poem was very long, and the people in the hall felt that they had not finished reading it for a long time, but when the man's voice settled, everyone felt that it was too short, and their minds involuntarily repeated the previous poems over and over again, as if this could be soothed, and everyone was like this, so that the room was silent.

It seemed that after a long time, Old Lady Liu said: "There are no words to praise." ”

It is indeed speechless to praise, and no matter how much it is praised, it is pale and boring, not enough to express the admiration of this poem.

And for Mrs. Liu to say such a thing, everyone didn't feel strange.... They are all readers, and the masters of poetry know in their hearts that they are dissatisfied with people, but for this poem, they really can't say anything against their hearts.

"At such an age...," muttered someone in the room.

Compared with the quietness of the Liu family, Jieyuan was extremely lively at this time, Xue Qing was surrounded by teenagers, and the teenagers were dispersed by adults.

"Young Master Xue, come here..."

"Young Master Xue, I want to ask about this poem..."

"Young Master Xue, look at my song..."

There was a lot of noise under the stage, and the woman who was still singing the water tune song on the stage was completely ignored by everyone... The water tune song is good, but after listening to it many times, who can resist the attraction of new poems?

Chunxiaoxiao's eyes, which were standing in the room and looking out, were gone.

“... Thankfully, we're done... The few people in the back were about to vomit blood at this time..."She and the little maid held hands and jumped, and suddenly saw the little maid sitting on the side of the music pavilion cleaning up the piano, let go of the little maid, straightened the clothes, walked over and solemnly saluted, and said, "Young Master Le Ting, I was wrong." ”

Leting looked up at her and smiled, "It was wrong at the beginning, but the result was even better, and besides, you are not wrong, this is human nature." ”

At that time, it is understandable that she is afraid and reluctant to play, after all, she is just a prostitute.

Chunxiao shook hands and smiled happily, looked at Leting and tilted his head slightly, and said, "What is the relationship of Young Master Leting?"

I'm afraid that it's human nature, aren't you afraid? Speaking of Leting, he is even more helpless, in case he angers Lord Jingguan, it will be really over.

Leting thought for a while and said: "It's also human nature, a gentleman makes a promise, since I agreed, I always have to do it." ”

The mind of the scholar Chunxiao has always admired it, she giggled in response, and ran back to the window to look: "Young Master Xue has been entangled and can't get out..."

Xue Qing has always been humble and polite, so interrupting and refusing to talk to others can only be done by others.

Zhang Liantang said to the people around him: "Uncles and brothers, forgive me, I promised his mother to take care of him, and I didn't dare to let him stay outside for too long, at this time I should send him home, otherwise the kid will not be able to explain." ”

Everyone knows about Xue Qing and Liu Chunyang, and now it has only been more than a month, seeing that Xue Qing is still holding a wooden crutch in his hand, it is not easy for a thin and thin student to get up and walk around, it is indeed inconvenient to play outside for too long, and there will be a chance to see you again in the future, so they let them go away with a few words of praise and care with a smile.

Leaving the adults, the teenagers surrounded Xue Qing again.

“.. Did you hear it? Old lady Pei also said that as soon as these three poems come out, Young Master Qingzi, no one will be able to chant the moon from now on. ”

“.. Young Master Qingzi, you are really amazing, it turns out that you said that you are not talking about the top prize..."

Xue Qing smiled one by one and even said that he didn't dare to win the award, and the moment he laughed, the performances of the female prostitutes over there were finally over, but in the end, no one paid attention to them, but the selection was still going on, so the women in front were overjoyed.

"Which one does Young Master Qingzi choose?"

The teenagers asked.

Xue Qing said: "Of course it's that Chunxiao girl." ”

The boys laughed, or rather, of course, Rakutei, but why did Rakutei come to sing this?

"But it's so good..."

"The tune is also novel..."

“.. Don't say anything else, such as Master Qingzi's sentence of course... Of course, choose our classmates. ”

Young Master Qingzi's choice spread quickly, so the young people who responded to the call all chose Luyi Lou Chunxiao for the little ones who came to ask.

Zhang Liantang knocked Xue Qing's head with a fan, leaned over and said, "You don't shy away from suspicion... Choose yourself. ”

Xue Qing also approached him and whispered, "I'm bothering to do this, isn't it just for myself?"

Zhang Liantang smiled and said, "Bother? I really thought that three steps would become a poem." ”

Xue Qing said: "Where can you become a poem in three steps, one minute on the stage and ten years of work off the stage..." ”

Zhang Liantang said: "What is a minute? What did you do?"

Xue Qing said: "I have read all the poems with the theme of the moon throughout the ages. ”

Zhang Liantang said with a sigh: "So the collection of Dacheng has today's two beautiful songs?"

Xue Qing sighed, of course not, it was to confirm that those poems had not appeared yet, and thankfully there was a lonely Spring River Flower Moon Night covering the whole Tang Dynasty...... Sure enough, the protagonist is treated.