This is the second time Yun Muxi came to this Langjiang, the last time was daytime, there were few people, I didn't expect that there was a prosperity at night, large and small painting boats were moored in the middle of the river, the fire was bright in the river, the lake was flooded with small waves, and the willow trees were full of poems.

At a glance, one of the largest boats, the bow of the boat is connected to the shore by guò planks, and the large boat is the most obvious than the other boats, with the lanterns painted with red lacquer on the top, the pillars carved with beams and phoenixes, and the lanterns aimed at poetry and paintings.

The people on the boat come and go, the women either rely on or stand, all cover their faces with light veils, gather in Luo clothes to talk and laugh, the merry and talented people write poems and paint, and there are more stunning singers playing the piano and singing and dancing in the light gauze women at the stern.

It's not lively and luxurious.

On the second floor, Yaju sat near the river is the official eunuch son of the rich lady, the bead curtain covers the window to see not true, everyone only knows that this flower will have a few more envoys from other countries, because of the marriage of the two countries, the envoys of other countries came to Jiangdu early, and at this moment sit with the curtain to watch the bow of the poem conference.

The shore was crowded with people, ordinary people could not get on the boat, and Mu Xi and Qingmei could only watch the singing and dancing on the boat when they squeezed into the front row of the crowd.

At this time, the gong and drum sounded on the bow of the boat, "Relatives and friends, be quiet and quiet, the annual poetry club has started now, this year's poetry club is different from previous years, and if you win, you will be rewarded with 100 taels of gold."

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As soon as these words came out, there was a sigh on the shore.

Wow, the shot is so wide, I think there must be a backstage behind this scene, Yun Muxi sighed, this is a hundred taels of gold, if she gets it for the rest of her life, she won't have to worry about it.

"The title of this poetry meeting is to make a poem with the theme of this lantern festival, and those who think of it will come to the bow of the boat first."

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Many literati and artists on the shore raised their hands and crowded onto the boat.

Mu Xi also wanted to go, but she could compose poetry, and her language was not good since she was a child, so she could only watch the ticket slip away from her eyes.

The talents at the bow of the boat chanted poems one by one, taking turns, each full of charm, or passionate ~ surging or gentle and graceful.

The man banged the gong on the bow of the boat and shouted, "The last brother has finished writing the verse, and if there is no next one, we will start grading"

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Who pushed me!

Yes!

The crowd of people pushing behind rushed to Yun Muxi, and she didn't stand still and climbed onto the plank in front of her and screamed.

"This brother, the way you answer the questions is quite special, you are welcome to be the last person to sign up, please come to the bow"

The man invited.

The man was really humorous, and there was laughter on the shore.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Yun Muxi got up embarrassedly, why was she so unlucky, she fell and was called to compose a poem, she wouldn't be okay at all!

Yun Muxi had no choice but to smile wryly, walk to the bow of the boat, his brain spun around, and said something.

Walking on the plank, slowed down, when approaching the bow of the boat, Yun Muxi saw a familiar figure, could it be that he was also on this boat, his heart moved, Mu Xi tilted his head to look, the figure was in a trance, and the person seemed to be looking at the bow of the boat, and the bead curtain of the pavilion on the second floor was not clear.

The soft moonlight, clear and cold, inexplicably lost in my heart, alas, how can I find it!

While sighing, it was clear in her heart that she thought of a poem that opened her lips.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

It is this Xin Qiji's "Qingyu Case".

Although the other participating talents were amazed in their hearts, it was also strange that the first half of this poem had a little bit to do with this flower, but what was the meaning of the last sentence, it was out of the theme and incomprehensible.

A woman walked out of the boat and muttered in the man's ear, the man nodded, walked to Mu Xi and said to her, "Brother, there is a son upstairs, please go up and talk about it."

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Who will look for her, Yun Muxi was puzzled, so he went with the woman just now.

The poet friend continued, and the man tied all the poems that everyone thought were good to the willow tree.