Chu Yunxi lightly opened his lips, his voice vibrated like a breeze, and he recited in the wind: "The Dharma body feels that there is nothing, and it originates from the naïve Buddha. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The five clouds come and go, and the three poisonous blisters are infested. ”

Meng Lian turned his head sharply to stare at her, and the rest of the crowd clapped their hands in understanding, puzzled and puzzled. Shangguan Xueyu smiled calmly, took Chu Yunlian's gaze that seemed to understand whether she understood or not, and answered her questions: "The fourth sister is very neat. The meaning of this title is: People in the world are attached to "wealth, sex, fame, food, and sleep", so they fall into the three realms, the six reincarnations, and suffer from the suffering of the world, and cannot be transcended. And the fourth sister is right, as long as you maintain your pure Buddha nature and return to your original heart, these five desires and three poisons are just bubbles on the water, floating clouds in the sky, rising and extinguishing. What does Miss Meng think? ”

Meng Lian silently rushed out of his nose with a breath of disbelief, and sat down with his head bowed expressionlessly. The meaning is self-explanatory.

This title is a Buddhist verse from the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, where the ladies are young and in the mood for their lives, and rarely talk about Buddhism. But Meng Lian is obviously knowledgeable, and likes to pick some difficult and rare things to read, but Bai Qiao has believed in Buddhism and repaid her vows since Chu Yunxi was young, and she has been exposed to it, so she naturally learned seven or eight points. When I listened closely, I knew which part and which sentence she was reading.

Princess Jinbo praised Shangguan Xueyu's good understanding, and Princess Yuhe praised Chu Yunxi's poetry for its wonderful. Princess Lishui couldn't get used to Meng Li's frivolous appearance, and said dissatisfiedly: "Today's poetry meeting was originally for fun, and it wasn't for learning from bald monks to play tricks, if it wasn't for Xueyu's explanation, we wouldn't understand what it meant, so what's the fun." ”

Meng Li's cheeks blushed and he gritted his teeth secretly. She originally wanted to show off her style and humiliate Han Liuzhi, but she didn't want to fulfill Chu Yunxi's ingenuity and Shangguan Xueyu's erudition. She raised her wine glass unwillingly and sat next to Chu Yunxi for a drink, and the second round of the game was over.

Finally, it is to take advantage of this bright moon to enjoy the spring and summer flowers in this garden, with any kind of flower as the theme, not limited to the theme, not limited to rhyme, not limited to poetry, any poem.

Everyone got up and looked for flowers to enjoy. Chu Yunyi watched Li Min and Chu Yunxi go to the garden talking and laughing, and followed the footsteps of the people in front of them lonely. The cold wind entered her body, and she looked down at the clear light, just like the frost and snow on the ground, and her heart was infinitely desolate.

After about a cup of tea, all the nobles returned to their original positions one after another, the incense had been burned, and everyone began to meditate and write. When everyone was groaning, only Shangguan Xueyu leaned on the chair and closed her eyes to recuperate, with the pen and paper in front of her, never touching it.

Chu Yunlian put down the flower tea in his hand, and looked down at the people writing at the desk below, he really felt like the champion of the palace. She was distracted by her own chaotic thoughts, but her eyes drifted to Chu Yunxi, who was hanging on the paper, intentionally or unintentionally.

Her face was cloudy, her expression was annoyed, and the whole figure was caught in a whirlpool, dizzy and chaotic. When the incense was about to burn, she took the pen in a trance and wrote a few strokes.

Shangguan Xueyu clapped her hands three times and motioned for everyone to stop writing. Everyone put down their pens one after another and put the written poems into the tray held by the palace maid. But when she came to Li Min, she folded her arms and covered the paper on her chest, unwilling to hand it in. The palace maid didn't dare to urge, and looked back at Chu Yunlian helplessly.

Chu Yunlian glanced over there. Princess Jin Bo and Princess Yeosu were covering their fans and bowing their heads and laughing, not paying attention. But she was caught by Princess Yuhe, who had been pretending to be absent-minded, but was closely watching the movements of everyone in the poetry club, and she coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the two people, and then the fan was deflected, leading the two to look towards the banquet together.

Princess Jinbo scoffed: "If I don't know how to make poetry, I won't come, I won't be embarrassed here." ”

Li Min lay on the table with half of her body and whimpered, no matter how much Chu Yunxi and the Zhang girl next to her persuaded her to get up.

When Princess Jinbo saw her wretched appearance, she became angry and exclaimed, "Are you two waste, don't you pull the paper out of her chest, I want to see how many drops of ink there are in her stomach." ”

When the two palace maids got the order, they grabbed the corner of the paper and pulled it out, but Li Min was unwilling to straighten up anyway, and as soon as the two of them used force, the corner of the paper shattered.

Princess Jin Bo shouted angrily at the card table: "Okay, Tongxia, you have grown your skills and courage." I told you to get up, you dare to be disobedient! ”

Princess Yuhe repeatedly persuaded her to calm her anger. Princess Lishui was not as bitter and mean as the two of them, and persuaded with good words: "Tongxia, if you don't know how to write, just admit it generously, which will make people laugh." ”

Chu Yunlian also followed suit: "Yes, it's a game, don't take it seriously, princess." ”

Li Min's aggrieved cry increased, which made Princess Jinbo even more annoyed, and she got up sharply and shouted: "Tongxia, stand up for me!" ”

Princess Jinbo's fierce momentum frightened everyone silently. Li Min couldn't stop sobbing, she stood up slowly with a cower, tears on her face, tears fell on the paper, the ink bloomed, and it was black, but it could still be seen that after she revised it three or four times, a seven-character quatrain with the first three sentences had been presented on the paper.

Chu Yunxi glanced at it and whispered: "Princess, this poem has the first three sentences, and I will help you quietly continue the last sentence, and you can copy it again." ”

Li Minbian shook his head, tears poured down, and he said: "No, no, I can't write the last sentence because I'm a waste." ”

The heavy psychological burden and the psychological shadow of being sneered at all year round made her feel a huge fear. And Lin Yueyuan's encouragement to her made her desperate to show herself, afraid that failure and the pursuit of perfection would disrupt her original simple love for poetry.

But Lin Chu and the others made her deeply grateful for her selfless dedication, and when she showed disappointment, this gratitude turned into a kind of self-blame and guilt, and these countless complicated feelings were pressed on her already fragile heart. When a person pursues something because of external forces, it is often difficult to focus, and it is more likely to fail, as is the case with Li Min.

Chu Yunxi didn't understand why Li Min stubbornly refused her kind help. She wouldn't have thought that Li Min was actually punishing herself in such a self-defeating way, although it was not her fault.

Princess Yuhe cooperated with Princess Jin Bo, and the two acted like double reeds, sarcastically satirizing Li Min from IQ, appearance to birth. Li Min was already numb, staring blankly at the flowers in front of her, and Chu Yunxi spoke to her softly, but she also ignored it.

Suddenly, a face appeared in the extremely warm red rose bush in front of him, and that face was full of anxiety and distress. When the two made eye contact, the sorrow and anxiety on the man's face turned into a reassuring smile.

Li Min's heart was shocked, his body twitched like a fever, and his eyes stared straight ahead.

Zhang's daughter has given up. Chu Yunxi also held her arm and whispered persuasion, she noticed that there was a tremor in her hand, and when she looked up and saw her, she found that her eyes were shining, and then she found Lin Yueyuan in the rose bush in front of her, she had no reproach, just smiled at her with relief.

"It's okay, it's really okay!" Before coming, Lin Yueyuan had been repeatedly comforting her anxious and frightened heart with this sentence, and now her smile is exactly what it means.

Chu Yunxi quieted down, as if she understood the real reason why Lin Yueyuan was reluctant to appear—maybe she had already expected that the ending would not be as good as people expected and worked hard. Her absence may alleviate Li Min's guilt, but she can't bear to let her face it alone, so she shows up anyway and keeps telling her that it's okay, it's really okay.

Life can't always be run away, failure and success are not the only choices, and the mentality is also, either calmly face the ruthlessness of the world, or die fragile and depressed, or crazy revenge. Obviously, what Lin Yueyuan wants to teach Li Min is that if you can't live in this world with confidence and dignity, then accept it calmly.

Li Min stopped crying, and she picked up the pen tremblingly. Chu Yunxi was glad that she had the courage to regain her confidence, and hurriedly spread a clean white paper in front of her. She put pen to paper almost without hesitation and completed a poem in one go.

She wrote it and handed it over to the palace maid in a dignified manner. She sat back in her seat indifferently, this time not for face, not for Lin Yueyuan, not for avoiding scolding, only for herself and to give herself an explanation.

Shangguan Xueyu got this poem, read it carefully and silently, and then showed a convincing expression, and slowly chanted: "A garden is red and drunk, and it is connected with the tops of the ground. Shu Luo has not returned to the long drop of blood, and it should only be more than this bush. At that, everyone looked surprised.

She commented. "The princess's "Cuckoo" is very well written, with flowers as the theme, small to see big, expressing the sense of rise and fall, and embedding the allusion of Shu extinction without a trace. With the song "Apricot Blossoms" by Miss Meng Li, which I just watched: the heating is submerged in the second spring, and the plum blossoms have been renewed. In the half-open and half-fallen idle garden, how can it be so prosperous and withered in the world? It's the same thing. Even if she pretended not to think so, Meng Lian, who thought highly of herself, still had to admit in her heart that Li Min's poem was actually written above her.

Princess Jinbo raised her eyebrows in surprise and snorted disdainfully. Princess Lishui and Chu Yunlian praised one after another, and some other nobles also praised a few words. But Li Min didn't care anymore, when those days and nights of thinking about getting things were finally piled up in front of her, she didn't care anymore, because her life had entered another realm.

Shangguan Xueyu listed the two poems as superior, and then evaluated a few poems, all of which were medium, in order to take into account the face of the young ladies, naturally there was no inferior poem, but which was good and which was bad, people with a little appreciation ability would know if they heard it.

"The remnants of the red began to spit out the fragrance, and the good name is called the King of Flowers. boasted of the unparalleled beauty in the world and monopolized the first fragrance in the world. [(Tang Dynasty, Pi Rixiu)]"Chu Yunyi's "White Peony" is not written well or badly, and after Shangguan Xueyu read it, he also gave a comment on the wealth of "Yongya Fugui".

The song that was praised by Shangguan Xueyu and rated as "extremely windy" is a song filled by Chu Yunxi "Frost Tianxiaojiao Mei [Xiao Tailai]": Thousands of frosts and snow. Tortured by the cold. Lai was born thin and hard, not afraid of it, and the horns were blown through. Clear, shadow farewell. There is only the moon in the heart. Yuan has no spring temperament, how to co., begonia said. ”

In all fairness, Chu Yunxi was not careful when filling in this poem, and the words and sentences were not polished, and the meaning of "Ling Han alone" common in plum blossoms was also used. It's just that the words are a little softer, not like a woman's gentle handwriting, which is about what makes it different. She thought it was a mediocre work, but it was highly praised, and she was unintentionally inserted.

"Miss Han's "Peach Blossom" is beautiful and cute, and she is happy and worried." Shangguan Xueyu seemed to like this little poem very much, and read it twice: "The river in front of the Huangshi Pagoda is east, and the spring is lazy and leaning on the breeze." [From the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers by the Riverside" (Han Liuzhi)] The peach blossoms are blooming in clusters without owners, and they are lovely and crimson and love light red. And then put it into the best poems.

After the poetry was reviewed, everyone was convinced, and they also admired Shangguan Xueyu's talent very much. But Meng Lian was deeply resentful, is her so-called real talent and real learning just a few comments? What qualifies a person who has never even touched a pen to judge her poetry? She had to weigh whether this woman, who was called a "talented girl" by the Holy Emperor, was worthy of this royal title.

She chuckled lightly and said loudly: "Miss Shangguan's evaluation is really wonderful, and presumably the same is true of the girl's poems, I wonder if I can ask the girl to read it to us and appreciate it." ”

Shangguan Xueyu didn't touch her pen, and many people saw it, but she pretended not to see it, and everyone knew that this hedgehog-like woman had found a new target for attack.

But the wisdom of the Holy One should not be questioned. Shangguan Xueyu didn't feel half embarrassed, almost didn't even think, blurted out, and said loudly: "[Qing Duanqi] put the early spring branches alone, and fought with Mei in the wind and snow." The Dansha is red, and the blood of heroes through the ages. ”

After a long time, everyone was silent, and Chu Yunxi suddenly said: "This one should be the crown." ”

Han Liuzhi also nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Shangguan Xueyu waved her hand and smiled: "Don't dare, don't dare." The crown princess and the three princesses did not do it, how dare they say that this poem is the crown. ”

Meng Lian probably didn't know how to observe words, and said out of place: "The little girl just saw that the crown princess also wrote a few sentences, why don't you give it to us too." ”

Chu Yunlian handed the paper in his hand to Shangguan Xueyu, and said with a smile: "I just saw that everyone was having fun, so I just wrote and played casually, not really, and I can't compare with you if I don't write well." ”

A girl surnamed Zhu smiled: "The crown princess is modest." ”

Shangguan Xueyu held the paper in both hands, read through it silently, smiled faintly, and then said as usual: "The crown princess wrote about begonias." One fades the residual makeup from plum powder and applies new red begonias. It's time to bloom the flowers, and the slightest thorn is out of the berry wall. "Shrewd as she is, just read it, and don't comment on a word.

Chu Yunxi felt that his sister's poem "Begonia", although it is a metaphor for flowers and full of interest, but the sentence "It has bloomed to the flowers" is too poignant and decadent.

The crown princess's poem was also finished, and Princess Jinbo was afraid that Meng Lian would throw the thorn on her again, so she deliberately yawned loudly. Princess Yuhe asked smartly, "Is my sister tired, why don't we go back first." ”

Princess Lishui sat upright for a long time and was tired in the morning, and when she heard that she was leaving, she got up directly and said, "Let's come together and go together." ”

Chu Yunlian gave Shangguan Xueyu a look. She nodded in agreement, followed them, arranged a sedan chair, and sent them away properly.

The three princesses left, the Qixi poetry meeting ended, Chu Yunlian divided the gifts prepared to the nobles, said a few words, and everyone dispersed.

Li Min searched among the roses for a while, Lin Yueyuan had already left, Chu Yunxi sent Li Min to the palace gate, and the poor girl who had been waiting at the door came forward to greet him happily, and the two said a few words of farewell and broke up in a hurry.

The carriage of the Chu Mansion was blocked in the lane on the right side of the palace gate. The crown princess invited all the nobles in Chang'an City to participate in the poetry meeting, and her mother-in-law, Gu's concubine, was not willing to be lonely, so she invited all the ladies in Chang'an City to enjoy the flowers and the moon together. The banquet on both sides ended almost at the same time, and most of the carriages were on the lane leading to the south gate of Yuanxin Palace, because the guards of the palace gate were not well coordinated, the cars, horses, and people were crowded here for a while, and the palace gate was blocked.

Chu Yunxi was blocked by two carriages, so he stood on the side of the road and waited for the carriage and horses to pass in front of him. Two or three people squeezed in front of her, and she turned sideways to avoid it, but accidentally bumped into the middle-aged woman behind her. The woman fell to the ground, and the girl holding her hand tried to help her, but she overwhelmed her.

The girl cried out "oops": "Auntie." Chu Yunxi was shocked to realize that he had bumped into someone, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug the woman's waist and drag her up. When she tried to reach out to help the girl, the girl stood up from the ground by herself. She didn't fall lightly, but she didn't cry, and said to her with a smile: "Sister, I'm fine." ”

She ran away from her like a light lark, hugged the woman's waist and smiled coquettishly: "Auntie, I didn't cry, is it as brave as my brother."

The woman laughed with joy at her, put her arms around her, and said, "You are stronger than your eldest brother, who was beaten by your father when he was ten years old, and is still crying in my arms." ”

The intimate scene of their mother and daughter couldn't help but remind Chu Yunxi of his mother on the side. She looked at the woman with a sense of affection for no apparent reason. She is dressed elegantly, the decoration is simple, her hands are slightly rough because of long-term housework, there is no luxury and delicate atmosphere of Chang'an noblewomen, and some only have the virtuous and simple character of traditional women, and the character of Lan Xun Guifu.

When the woman's inquiring gaze fell on her face, she retracted her stunned expression and bowed down in a bit of a panic to apologize: "Ah, I'm sorry, madam, are you okay, you didn't hit anything." It's all because I didn't see it, you didn't break anything, do you want to call someone to take a look. ”

The woman smiled kindly: "Don't tight, don't tight." I didn't stop, good boy, it's none of your business. ”

She stared at Chu Yunxi, feeling that she had a temperament like an orchid, her demeanor was elegant, she liked it very much, and her eyes were full of smiles.

Chu Yunxi also felt that she was very loving and willing to be close to her. There was nothing uncomfortable about her direct gaze, but it was very warm. She suddenly smiled and said, "Are you here to go to the poetry meeting, or are you a nobleman in the palace?" ”

Chu Yunxi replied with a smile: "I'm here to go to the poetry meeting." ”

The woman let out an "oh" and asked happily, "Then will you come alone?" ”

Chu Yunxi pointed to the front of the palace gate and pointed to the invisible carriage lane of the Chu Mansion that had been blocked by people and horses: "I came with my sister." ”

The woman kindly took her hand and continued to ask, "You still have a sister, how old are you, and you are married?" ”

Chu Yunxi didn't feel embarrassed, he just regarded it as a greeting from the elders in the family, and didn't think about replying: "I'm nineteen years old this year, and I haven't married yet." ”

The woman was even more pleased. The girl hugged the woman's waist, covered her mouth and snickered, she pulled the corner of the woman's clothes, the woman smiled and bent down, she grabbed her shoulders, whispered a few words, the woman laughed and couldn't close her mouth, patted the bun on the top of her head, and laughed: "You little goblin." ”