Yu Xian'er read it carefully, her jade-like eyes closed slightly, and she said softly: "Brother Xiao, this poem is really a good poem, no matter who reads it, they will like it." ”

Then she turned around, and her tone was full of ridicule: "If my sister shows this poem to the ladies in the palace, Brother Xiao, what will happen to the talented person who wrote this poem?" ”

The genius who writes poetry is talking about Li Xiao. The words were full of ridicule. But then again, these two lines of poetry, "Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color." ”

The original poem was written about Yang Guifei, the most favored concubine of Tang Xuanzong at that time, and it is appropriate to use these two sentences. Yang Yuhuan turned his head and smiled in a variety of postures, coquettishness, and all kinds of coquettishness appeared at the same time, and all kinds of women in the six palaces were all faded in color, and the other women in the six palaces were dwarfed by her.

There is no problem with this poem, but now the person Li Xiao uses is not the noble concubine in the palace, but the folk woman who is famous outside the palace, and the owner of the Jade Immortal Residence, Yu Xian'er. If it was written about Wan Guifei, it would be fine, but at this time it was Yuxian'er.

Women are jealous, and they are listened to by the concubines in the palace, so Li Xiao's life is not easy. The six palaces have no color, which is to say that the concubines of their six palaces are not as good as the "rouge vulgar powder" outside.

Of course, Yu Xian'er is not a rouge fan, but those women don't care about this. Bai Lotian can write, because of Yang Yuhuan's identity, Li Xiao can't be used, and also because of Yuxian'er's identity. At that time, he didn't think about it so much, and these two sentences popped up in his head, and he used them, and in retrospect today, there were some impulses and some poems that could not be used indiscriminately, especially in this era.

"Sister Yu, you have been teased about me, this poem is going to be known by the ladies in the palace, and I will not be offended." Li Xiao smiled and said. Yu Xian'er is not this kind of person, and there is no need to give herself up for this. The most important thing is that they can't treasure such poems, so how can they show them to others.

Besides, it's not a complete poem, not even a fragment.

It's the one in front, "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. "It can be made public.

The poem of the poet fairy Li Taibai is still beautiful, and this poem is also written by Yang Guifei, but it is not obvious. Li Xiao used it simply to praise the beauty of Yu Xian'er, even if others find fault again, they are not afraid, after all, in this era, there is no Yang Guifei.

Yu Xian'er published this poem, which can not only increase her reputation, but also make Li Xiao's talent and fame to a higher level. It's just a little guilty, it's ...... and plagiarized the famous poems of the old man. Bah. How can the literati be said to be plagiarism, this is a reference, this is propaganda, and it is for the sake of the broad Chinese culture.

"Yes, Brother Xiao also knows the stakes." Yu Xian'er sat down, dragging her cheeks with her slender hands, soft as boneless. She looked at the rice paper on her legs, sighed intentionally, and then said, "But this poem is not complete. Sister, I, although I read a lot of poems, but I can't write them all, this day, I'm sad to my sister. If one day when I drink tea with the ladies in the palace, I don't pay attention to it, and the ladies ask, what should I do. ”

"Oh, by the way, Lin Cairen was born in a scholarly family, and her father is a doctor of Taixue, so she should be able to write."

After listening to Yu Xian'er's words, Li Xiao understood what she meant. This is to let myself write this "Song of Long Hatred" written by Bai Letian. Only two sentences are indeed a praise for the beauty of women, and the women of the six palaces cannot be compared, but the whole poem, but "long hatred", "long hatred" is the theme of the poem, the focus of the story, and it is also a seed buried in the poem that touches people's hearts.

It's not exactly a compliment, and the subject is not a compliment.

Li Xiao wanted to write, but he didn't dare to write it, for fear that it would be written when the time came, and the result would be unsatisfactory. It's not that the poem is not good, looking at the current appearance of Yuxian'er, full of longing, when the time comes, "Song of Long Hatred" will fall directly into the trough.

Yu Xian'er noticed the hesitation in Li Xiao's eyes, she didn't think that Li Xiao couldn't write, but felt that he didn't want to write. The poem is beautiful, but she always has a feeling that the complete poem will not be as beautiful as these two sentences, but on the contrary, there will be a kind of sadness.

But even if she had a hunch, she still wanted to know.

"Since Brother Xiao doesn't want to say it, then don't say it." She carefully put away the rice paper and spoke.

Li Xiao first breathed a sigh of relief, it is best not to write the whole poem. Before he could say thank you, he heard Yu Xian'er say, "If my brother doesn't say it, then my sister can't say it either." ”

"Sister Yu can order something else, not necessarily this one, my brother can make other poems." Li Xiao said busily. Yu Xian'er has no news, do you want to go to the black market to buy it, he doesn't think that the black market can buy what Wan Guifei wants.

"But my sister just wants to know this poem, what can I do about it......" Yu Xian'er sighed uncontrollably, looking quite playful. Obviously, she was determined that Li Xiao wanted to know about Wan Guifei sending assassins to Suzhou, so she was not in a hurry, Li Xiao would say it sooner or later.

Li Xiao has a headache now, don't look at Yu Xian'er's eagerness now, when she knows all about "Song of Long Hatred", it is estimated that she will drive him out directly, news or something, it is estimated that there is no chance.

He really wanted to know now why Wan Guifei had sent assassins to Suzhou. If Wan Guifei was for Chu Yi, then this matter might be related to the Wencheng Street incident, and he was a little guarded. If Wan Guifei was for Chu Xin'er, he might as well write a letter back to inform him, so that the family could be a little guarded. If Wan Guifei is for him, then there is nothing to be afraid of, Li Xiao is cheap, and it is a big deal to start all over again.

What's more, Wan Guifei's attitude is very critical to his "tofu" business in Jingshi, if it is hatred, then it is better to break this business as soon as possible, if she can't be pulled in, she and Gao Changyu will be in trouble. If it is a temptation, it will be much easier to do, at least the "tofu" business can be done, and his life can be saved, after all, the woman will save some mercy for the sake of him curing Her Royal Highness the princess.

No matter what the situation was, he needed to know the purpose of Concubine Wan Guifei for letting the people from Yuxian Ju go to Suzhou.

Now that she has arrived at the Jade Immortal Residence, Yu Xian'er asked to write the complete "Song of Long Hatred" before she could inform herself of Wan Guifei's purpose.

Of course, he can't write "The Song of Long Hatred", how can he write the swan song of the ages. He can only write silently, but he still reads a lot of this poem, and he remembers it deeply in his mind. But the question is not whether to write or not, whether it will be, but whether it will be written, whether it will be written, whether it will be written, and if it is written, it may not be told, and it will even make the woman in front of him unhappy.

Suddenly, Li Xiao began to regret why he added this sentence that day to a new height. But it seems that I have to thank that sentence, otherwise I might not have made any demands today.

Sighing, he thought about it, raised the teacup that had been rubbing in his hand for a long time, frowned and drank it all. "It's so astringent". It's still the original recipe, and I don't know how she drank it. put down the teacup and said, "That's it, Sister Yu, I can write poems, but write a little first, and when you tell me the news, I'll continue to write." ”

"Song of Long Hatred" is not known to be a satirical criticism of Li Yang, but it also praises the beautiful love between the two. Write the good ones first, get the news in hand, and as for the later ones...... How can there be a back, that's all, finish the poem.

"Brother Xiao's proposal is good, so it's up to you." Yu Xian'er waved her hand and said to the second daughter serving outside: "Go, get pen and ink, if you want the best, you have to write comfortably for our little poet." ”

"Little Poetry God ......" Li Xiao smiled, he didn't dare to be this head, it sounded like a curse. The God of Poetry ...... The poem is almost the same, and the little white who writes poetry.

Chun Sleepy replied and left quickly, Xia Que frowned and glanced at Li Xiao, his eyes were slightly angry, as if to say, you are on the street, you have nothing to toss about, write poems and poems, why don't you write yourself to death.

Li Xiao shrugged his shoulders and expressed helplessness. I don't want to write it, but your master forced me to write it. I just escaped from the classroom for more than ten years, but when I got here, I still wrote ancient poems silently, and Yimo is still a swan song for the ages, which doesn't look like words.

The spring sleepiness went quickly, she went to the front yard in person, took a set of good pen and ink, and then walked back quickly and placed it firmly in front of Li Xiao.

Turning his head to look, the smooth forehead of the spring sleepiness was full of beads of sweat at this time, and a few beans were the size of beans, showing the fatigue of the road just now.

Yu Xian'er naturally saw the state of spring sleepiness. Among the four flowers of the Jade Immortal Residence, the body of the spring sleepiness is the weakest, unlike the summer deficiency, the perennial martial arts, not like the autumn tiredness and hibernation, the two of them have some martial arts skills. She was injured in her early years, and she still has a legacy of trouble.

Waving her hand, Yu Xian'er said softly: "Spring sleepy, the matter of grinding ink makes Xia Fu come, you go to the side to rest." ”

Chun glanced at Xia Qian beside him in embarrassment. She knew that Xia Que and Li Xiao did not deal with each other, this was a matter for Li Xiao to study ink, but it was difficult for Xia Que. wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but heard Yu Xian'er say: "Xia Que, study ink for Li Gongzi." ”

Yu Xian'er was still smiling, but her tone sounded undeniable.

Xia Que responded, reluctantly walked to Li Xiao's side, squatted down, and in the latter's snickering gaze, picked up the black ink ingot and grinded it, the technique was skillful, it seemed that it was not the first time to do this kind of thing.

Li Xiao is indeed very happy, the woman who was full of resentment and made a big attack on herself just now is very reluctant to serve herself at this time, although it is not that kind of service, but psychologically it is extremely satisfied.

Maybe that's the sense of superiority.

"Brother Xiao, can you start writing?"

Li Xiao did not speak, but took the brand-new brush and bowed his head in contemplation.

You can't just start writing, you have to go through it in your mind, what to rewrite and what not to write. At this moment, this silent writing is to use the brain, and it will be a fool to write all the dictation in one brain.

After about a cup of tea, he lifted his pen, dipped it in ink, and prepared to start writing.