The lady smiled skillfully and was talented.

In the hall of the Longyin Pavilion, hundreds of literati are bustling with words, and the three sentences must be quoted from the classics, and others have to smile and smile as a 'fellow believer'.

On the first row of Taishi chairs, the gray-haired pine and cypress Jing held a teacup, and his eyes were slightly impatient. As the great sacrificial wine of the Guozijian, the students who went out from the Guozijian basically had to call him 'sir', among which the officials were all over Dayue, which can be said to be full of peach and plum all over the world, and they really couldn't look down on this trick of chasing fame and fortune.

But the status of the Dayue warriors is too high, the literati can no longer be suppressed, and today's saints attach importance to the literati, if they don't do this, Chang'an City is probably full of martial arts and sword dramas, and fighting and killing is really detrimental to the dignity of the Central Plains Dynasty.

So on this occasion, Song Baiqing still has to come, and when he meets a few talented literati, he has to say a few words of praise. And today's son will also pay attention to it, and even have a lot of research on poetry.

However, poetry is a thing that can be written by those who have read books and learned rhythms, and it will not be able to produce a poem for a few years or decades. There are thousands of poems in a poetry meeting, and it is estimated that only one or two can be read, and the rest are all dross.

Therefore, the review of these things was handed over to the good daughter Song Yufu.

At this time, beside the desk where many great Confucians were sitting, Song Yu, the king of Yan, and Song Baiqing were discussing the matter of the spring festival in the coming year, and Song Yufu looked at the poem seriously, and asked a gray-haired old man next to him from time to time for a few words.

Lao Suo's name is Qi Xinghan, when he was young, a "Chang'an Fu" was valued by the first emperor, and he was famous in the capital, serving as the official of the imperial history, and he was quite famous in the capital for his erudition and talent.

Of course, Qi Xinghan's greater fame is Tou Tie, the first emperor has reigned for more than 20 years, Qi Xinghan has been admonished more than 20 times, and the first emperor is so angry that he reprimands 'Qi Lao Pifu'. And when today's son has been in power for ten years, he has rectified the rule of officials, quelled bandits, and attached importance to the cold door, no matter how you look at it, he can be worthy of the king of Zhongxing, just because he forgot the time when he played chess with someone, and the court meeting came half a quarter of an hour late, he was chased and bitten by Qi Xinghan. So much so that when today's child is annoyed, even hunting, spring and other entertainment activities are exempted.

Qi Xinghan is not afraid to wear shoes with bare feet, he is really willing to cut his body, and many Confucians who are literati are absolutely overkill, but he can't say Qi Xinghan, which shows the ability of this guy.

However, although Qi Xinghan loves more truthfully, his attainments in poetry are still obvious to all, and at this time, he took a mess of poems and read them word by word, and the evaluation he made was also very pertinent, and basically no one disagreed.

Seeing that more than half of the poetry meeting was over, a few good poems were also published during it, but I couldn't talk about the masterpieces of the world.

Song Yufu was a little impatient, but she never found the words that she heard in the country, so she could only keep looking at other people's tables.

Song Baiqing was communicating with King Yan, and when he saw that his daughter was looking left and right without any courtesy, he said with a slight displeasure:

"Yufu, what are you looking at?"

Song Yufu hurriedly shrunk her neck, the rules were done, and she responded softly: "Daddy, I didn't see anything." ”

King Yan was easy-going and elegant, and when he saw that Song Baiqing was so strict with his daughter, he smiled and said: "Yufu is not in a big grade, and it is normal to like poetry and songs." There is no good work for a few years, but the dross is everywhere, and I am afraid that I am tired of watching. ”

Song Baiqing nodded, and looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman who was in high spirits: "Poetry is sent by feeling, and when you are young, you pretend to be sad and sad in the spring, what good article can you write......"

While speaking, Qi Xinghan, who was sitting next to him, shook his head and answered: "This is not necessarily, there are millions of households in Chang'an City, and there are many people who are proficient in writing and ink, and there are always a few talented people, such as this one: The wind and dust are exhausted, and the flowers are exhausted, and the day and night are tired of combing ..... hair."

As soon as the words came out, seven or eight old Confucian students who were frowning were all overdone.

After reading limerick poems such as "a big river is a hundred zhang wide, and the fish in it are tender and fresh" in the middle of the night, a sentence suddenly came out, "the wind lives in the dust and the fragrant flowers are exhausted", which feels like washing the ears, and it is difficult not to pay attention.

King Yan and Song Baiqing also raised their eyebrows slightly, were a little serious, and turned their heads to look at Qi Xinghan.

Qi Xinghan was over Jiazi, he was too old, and after reading two sentences, he felt that his appearance was inappropriate, so he handed the poem to the little girl and passed it to the singer who was playing the piano next to him.

There were hundreds of talented and beautiful people present, and when they saw this scene, they knew that someone was going to be in the limelight, so they all stopped talking and turned their heads to check.

The singer of the Qinglou in full costume relied on this to enhance her fame, and after receiving the poem, she stood up, read it carefully, and then spoke softly:

"The wind and dust are gone, and the flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first if you want to speak..."

The delicate throat is tactful, and there is a little sadness, which vividly embodies the sadness of 'prosperity is exhausted, and things are people'. In just a few words, people can imagine the exhaustion and misery of a woman who has gone through the ups and downs of life.

Song Baiqing's eyes lit up, and the rare ones sat upright and listened carefully.

Yan Wang's expression remained unchanged, but he tapped the table in his hand and nodded slowly.

Not to mention the many talented and beautiful people present, just two sentences above can see the extraordinary power of the words and sentences of 'this woman'. Its artistic conception is even more unattainable.

Many official ladies and wives stared intently at the singer.

With a serious expression, the singer continued:

"I heard that Sungai Spring is still good, and I also plan to go on a light boat. I am only afraid of the Sungai boat, which cannot be carried and has many worries. ”

As soon as the whole word came out, the field was quiet for a long time.

Song Baiqing touched his beard, frowned and nodded slowly, brewing for a long time, but he couldn't pick out a suitable word to evaluate.

The upper part of the word vividly shows the image of a weathered woman, and the lower part describes the woman's life having to go on after experiencing the wind and rain. But a lonely boat, I'm afraid I can't bear the grievances in my heart.

Whether it is the words or the technique, they are exquisite, and the grief in the words is even more touching. The whole word is tactful and mournful, which makes people read it as if they see it, like they hear their voice, and they are worthy of the four words of the eternal swan song.

The celebrities and scholars present thought that they had no skills to write it, so how could they dare to make a rash evaluation.

Yan King Song Yu frowned and thought for a long time, but smiled, and turned his eyes to look at the talented and beautiful woman below:

"I didn't expect that in the poetry meeting, there were such strange women hidden, and it was really condescending to be unknown."

"yes!"

Qi Xinghan touched his chin, and there was a little sigh in his eyes: "With this poem alone, the old man can go and ask the Holy Lord to give this lady a worry-free placement." I Dayue attaches great importance to the poor, regardless of civil and military, male and female, how can I let people with such real talents and scholars not even have a place to relax. ”

Although Song Baiqing doesn't think that he can be a good parent official if he can write poetry, he can write poetry so well, and his talent must not be bad. At the moment, he also nodded slightly:

"This is reasonable, which lady wrote this poem?"

The talented and beautiful women in the hall looked left and right, apparently looking for the gentle woman who was 'half-old and full of grievances' in the words.

The singer looked at the signature of the poem, hesitated for a long time, and then said uncertainly:

"Xu Buling...... Mrs. Xu? ”

(There will be an update later...... ）