He actually just walked through the pear orchard, just heard that he told about the Buddhist temple in Fanguo, he created a new word plate in such a short time, and immediately recited such a beautiful poem!

The text of this Hanling Temple will ...... Who can stop it?

Fu Xiaoguan looked at the stars and moon outside the window at this moment, drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and chanted:

"It looks like a real person, the sky is beautiful, and the spirit is comfortable and noble.

Wanhua is uneven, who believes, and is not in the same column as Qunfang.

Haoqi Qingying, immortal Zhuo Zhuo, it is difficult to distinguish between the soil,

Yaotai returned, and the cave was clear. ”

……

……

After the word was recited, there was no sound here, but it seemed to have an invisible charm flowing.

After dozens of breaths, Fan Tianning respectfully saluted Fu Xiaoguan: "Brother Fu is talented, and the little brother sighs to himself!" ”

Fu Xiaoguan laughed, "Brother Fan, don't bother me, just do it casually and add to the atmosphere." ”

Fan Tianning admired Fu Xiaoguan more and more in his heart, but such a talented young man was so humble, no wonder the teacher respected Fu Xiaoguan very much.

Fan Tianning's teachers are Fan Guo Daru, Wenyuan Hall Scholar, and Prince Zhang Xiaoran!

This name Fu Xiaoguan had never heard of, but this name was louder in the Fan State than Shangguan Wenxiu for the Yu Dynasty.

Fan Tianning still remembers what the teacher said to him before coming to the Wu Dynasty: "If you talk about poetry and articles, Fu Xiaoguan is invincible!" Therefore, you don't need to care about the outcome of this trip, get close to him, if you can invite him to come to Fanguo, that is the biggest gain of your trip. ”

Fan Tianning vaguely understood what the teacher meant, so inviting Fu Xiaoguan to Fan Guo became his greatest expectation.

It's just that during the banquet just now, Fu Xiaoguan said that there is probably no time this year, which made him a little disappointed, but he thought that Fu Xiaoguan was already an official of the Yu Dynasty from the fourth grade at such an age, and he thought that there were a lot of things, so he would make an appointment next year - no, after going back, he asked his father to send a state letter, in the name of the country, to invite Fu Xiaoguan to come to Fanguo, so that it became Fu Xiaoguan's official business, and he could naturally come.

After making up his mind, Fan Tianning twisted the wine and poured it again for Fu Xiaoguan.

"For Brother Fu, this is a casual work, but for the younger brother, this is a quatrain in the world, Brother Fu, drink another glass of wine, for this song "No Desire, Idle Love Pear Blossom Words"!"

The two of them had another drink.

Wu Ling'er didn't ask Fu Xiaoguan to drink, she was reading this poem carefully at the moment.

Fragmented reading: "This word is written on the pear blossom, and the white brocade and white snow are used to describe the flawlessness of the pear blossom...... The word 'cold' expresses the bloom of pear blossoms in the melting moonlight vividly! In the heavens on earth, the moon is bright and clean, and the flowers are as bright as snow...... This pear blossom is more and more noble! ”

Su Su poked his head and looked at the poem on the table, his eyebrows were full of curiosity, and he suddenly asked: "Who is this Gu Zhen Zhen referring to?" ”

Wu Ling'er said with a smile: "[Zhuangzi, Getaway] There are clouds: the mountain of contempt and shooting, there are gods and men living in it, the skin is like ice and snow, and the excellence is like a virgin." Brother Fu used this allusion to write about the ice and jade cleanliness of pear blossoms and the fairy posture of a quiet virgin. ”

"Oh......" Su Su nodded as if he didn't understand, looked back at Fu Xiaoguan again, and thought to himself that this guy really knows a lot.

Wu Ling'er also glanced at Fu Xiaoguan, thinking that he was borrowing pear blossoms to express his lyrics, could it be that his heart was really desireless?

And Mengxi woke up from this word at this moment, she came to Fu Xiaoguan's side, said a blessing, and asked with great anticipation: "Dare to ask Gongzi, this word ...... Can a little girl make a copy of it and sing it? ”

If you can get this poem, your reputation will definitely rise, and the ten-mile Pinghu Lake will flow to Yuntai...... This girl will kill back!

The meaning of this word is extraordinary, it is the first word made by Fu Xiaoguan when he came to the Wu Dynasty, its name has three words in it, and more importantly, it is also the first word card created by Fu Xiaoguan!

If you go to Sister Fengyue to compose a music for this lyric and sing it by yourself, what is the bird's nest in Shili Pinghu!

Fu Xiaoguan didn't care about this, so he nodded.

Mengxi was overjoyed, and hurriedly went to get a piece of paper in person, and copied the poem "No Desire, Idle Love Pear Blossom Words" extremely reverently.

Wu Ling'er seemed to think of something, she quickly took the original words written by Dong Shulan in her hand, put them away, and stuffed them into her sleeve pocket in front of everyone.

"Hehe, the two sisters already have his writing and ink when they think about it, but my sister is disrespectful to this word."

Fan Tianning was quite regretful, but this word had already been remembered in his mind, but he didn't care about it.

It's just that Dong Shulan pulled the corners of her mouth imperceptibly, a little distressed.

The night breeze enters the window, with a little moisture, as if there is also a faint fragrance of pear blossoms.

It was a little cold, and Fu Xiaoguan was a little drunk, so the group left the leisure house, got into the carriage and went back to the welcome building.

Just as Fu Xiaoguan and his entourage left half a cup of tea, a person flew in from the small building in the pear orchard.

With a flask in his hand and a broadsword on his back, he flew from the Lishui River, passed through the open window, landed on the second floor, and sat down at the table.

Mengxi was also sitting at this table, she just raised her eyes to look at the young man in front of her, and then looked down carefully at the poem that she had just copied.

The more I looked at it, the happier I became, and a smile spread across my face.

The young man leaned over while drinking, and after a moment raised his eyebrows, he asked, "Who wrote this?" ”

"Yu Dynasty is a great talent, Fu Xiaoguan."

The young man was stunned, "Fu Xiaoguan? Has he been here tonight? ”

Mengxi nodded, "The person who came to the table was drunk for half a night, and he wrote this poem with a little drunkenness." ”

The young man looked at the word carefully, frowned lightly, and the cynical look on his face disappeared, and he actually became a little dignified, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he sighed, and his face returned to the same expression as before.

"Mengxi, it's getting late."

Mengxi glanced at him again, and the corners of her mouth curled, "Siyan, it's unfortunate, I'm inconvenient today." ”

"Coming?"

"Hmm."

That's really inconvenient.

He is Ning Siyan, the son of the sword idiot Ning Fatian and the painting idiot Yan Ruyu!

He's the de facto little master of this idle house, but he doesn't have the heart to take care of it.

Since losing to his father half a sword in the previous year, he has rarely held a sword in his hand, and he always holds a big wine naan in his hand.

He never inherited the name of a sword idiot, but he got the title of an alcoholic idiot.

He didn't care, what about the sword? What about wine?

I have no desires, I just want to put forward a poem for my mother's [sad mandarin duck] in this life, which is my mother's wish and my only thought.

Poetry?

Wait a minute!

Fu Xiaoguan!

He suddenly asked, "Where did Fu Xiaoguan go?" ”