Chapter 21: Reciting Poems
The prince of Huayi was overjoyed, and immediately ordered someone to put down the sail board, and asked Qiao Yue to get on the boat for a while.
Geng Huyuan was vigilant in his heart, this person was so debauched, he ordered Wu Ji to play the piano and dance on the board of the boat early in the morning, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a day to announce yin, and he would not let Qiao Yue get on this big boat with confidence.
Seeing the little guys coming out of the big boat one by one, the high-spirited little guys made people feel uncomfortable.
Geng Huyuan worried: "Miss, how is it good, or let's go around here, the little one knows that there is a place where you can dock ten miles down, can you get on his boat, I think this guy must have bad intentions, but in this way, we have to walk an extra fifty miles of dry road." ”
The two subordinates behind him hurriedly rowed the oars, and retreated the boat to the middle of the river as much as possible.
When the man in the gorgeous clothes on the railing saw this scene, the color on his face suddenly became unsightly: "What's the matter?" It's not possible to look down on this son, just ask the world, the people who can be personally invited by this son can be counted in the palm of one hand, do you dare not give face? ”
Seeing that this man was angry, seven or eight canoes were released from the big boat in an instant, one by one, wearing brocade clothes, with a cold face, murderous spirit, and the guards with knives on their waists flew out, and for a while, seven or eight canoes surrounded Qiao Yue like arrows.
This person is so domineering, seeing this scene, Qiao Yue also frowned, and let it go, not even hiding from him.
"We are all fishermen on the river, where can we make any poems, but the little woman has heard someone talk about a couplet, which is very in line with the bearing of the child, I don't know if I can get into the eyes of the child..."
Seeing that she couldn't run away, Qiao Yue simply didn't run away, and Geng Huyuan carefully helped her to stand up from the boat.
When the young man in Huayi heard the couplet, the anger on his face eased slightly: "Let's just say that if you can get into the eyes of this son, it will not only let you go, but also make way for you." ”
Qiao Yuemian pondered: "The little woman is fishing on this river, but she just occasionally listens to it, and she only knows the upper link, but she doesn't know the lower link, I don't know if she can do it like this?" ”
The man in Huayi has already held his breath and is curious, he is good at this mouthful, poetry couplets, are all wonderful sentences, since this woman can have a sentence, it is also a good harvest, he said impatiently: "You come and listen, if it is a good sentence, it will naturally count you as passing." ”
"Hmm..."Qiao Yue cleared her throat: "Shanglian: The sky is a chessboard star, who dares to play?" Childe is talented, I don't know if this sentence can get into the eyes of Childe? ”
The face of the young man in Huayi on the railing was shocked, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he carefully recalled Qiao Yue's upper couplet, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had just thought that the atmospheric verses of the river, compared the Shunjiang River to a big ditch, in such an atmosphere, in front of the sentence with the sky as a chessboard, it was not a little bit, and he was very unconvinced, but for a while he couldn't think of a better sentence, and suddenly stretched out a thumbs up, and sighed: "The teacher once said that the people have their own masters, and today I listened to the girl's words, and I felt that there was a sky outside the sky, and I entered the mouth of the Shunjiang River, Entering Ningzhou City, I don't know if the lady is going to Ningzhou?"
Now that Qiao Yue has come up with the question according to his meaning, he himself can't say anything for a while, and he naturally has nothing to say in his heart, this kind of capricious thing can't be done in his capacity, let alone facing a few fishermen.
I saw that as soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the big boat slowly began to move to the right, and began to make way for Qiao Yue and them, and it was indeed a person who believed in his word.
Qiao Yue said: "It seems that Childe is also a reasonable person, just disturbed Childe Yaxing, the little woman is here to compensate Childe, since Childe is good poetry, the little woman has also heard a lot on the river over the years, it is not everyone's work, I hope to make Childe gain, a person with good things, how can outsiders understand the persistence in their hearts." ”
"Oh!" Huayi Gongzi nodded, Qiao Yue's words once again said to his heart, good things become obsessed, it is difficult for outsiders to understand, otherwise there will be no bosom friend to say.
But then his face became solemn, I didn't expect Ningzhou to be really rich in poetry, last year there was a song by Jiang Sheng, the first genius in Ningzhou, "The Death of a Beautiful Woman", which is wonderful, and this year it was passed on the poem "Evening View of the Spring River" to make the talents of the capital ashamed.
Only then did he walk into the mouth of the Shunjiang River, and a fisherman's daughter who came out casually stumped him with a pair of upper couplets, and there were good poems at this time, and suddenly a feeling of Ningzhou really deserving of being an outstanding person arose in his heart.
I saw his arrogant look retracted, and immediately became easy-going: "Don't be afraid of the girl's jokes, this son is good, if the girl has a good sentence today, this son will have his own reward." ”
Qiao Yue stood steadily on the boat, looked at each other from afar, and said: "This poem is exactly the same as Childe's poem, and the artistic conception is similar, and the majestic momentum makes people's hearts churn."
It is said that it was made by a traveling monk who had stayed in Zhiyun Temple, and the people of Ningzhou had heard a lot, and the poem was like this: the sky is the tent and the ground is felt, and the sun, moon and stars sleep with me. I don't dare to stretch my feet at night, for fear of stepping through the bottom of the sea. ”
As soon as this poem came out, the man in Chinese clothes was shocked in his heart again, his body trembled, and he almost fell down from the boat.
He said with some concern: "May I ask the girl, do the people of Ningzhou City know poetry like you?" ”
Qiao Yue played her hand inexplicably: "I don't understand poetry!" I told you that this was made by a monk from Youfang. ”
Afraid that the man on the other side would not believe it, he pointed to the Geng Nursing Yuan next to him: "If you don't believe it, ask them, this poem can be memorized by three-year-old children in Ningzhou..."
"Yes... Yes, I can carry it, I will carry it..."
Geng Huyuan nodded in a daze, he couldn't smash Qiao Yue's field at this time.
The man in Chinese clothes had a cold sweat on his forehead, and a three-year-old child could recite it, but it was the first time he had heard of his self-proclaimed good poetry.
The big boat had slowly moved out of the way, and Geng Huyuan saw that it was the right time and hurriedly urged his two men to shake the oars quickly, and the small boat moved quickly.
Qiao Yue's couplet and a poem seemed to have hit this man in gorgeous clothes very hard, the previous domineering and self-confidence on his face had long disappeared, seeing Qiao Yue's boat rowing in front of him, he asked politely: "May I ask if the girl knows the Qiao family in Ningzhou City?" It is said that the eldest lady of his family is a master of poetry and writing, and she is not a talented woman? ”R1152