After reading the poem, Li Xiao closed his eyes and immersed himself in the world in Bai Letian's poem. He did not recite the whole poem, but chose the first half of the poem to praise the good, and the last four quatrains for the ages. The word "hate" in this sentence was changed to the word "love".

I felt guilty and tampered with the verses of my ancestors without authorization. But there is no way, if the intercepted part is still according to the original poem, using "hate", wouldn't it be abrupt.

"In heaven I would like to be a winged bird, and on earth I would like to be a branch. The days are long and the days are endless, and this love lasts forever. ”

I secretly thought to myself again in my heart, silently worshiped the heavens, and prayed that Mr. Drunken Yin would not remember the villain and forgive himself for changing the verses without permission. After all, he is also trying to get out of the information, as well as to publicize Chinese poetry.

When he opened his eyes, he glanced at the three women in front of him, and his position was just right to see the state of the three of them.

At this time, the state of the three women in front of the table was basically the same, they were all sitting stupidly, their eyes flashing with a strange light, they were immersed in the love story of Emperor Tang Ming and Yang Guifei. The story is indeed beautiful. Rao is the existence of Li Yang in this world, and it is enough to make people can't help but think about it, just listening to Li Xiao's emotional "recitation", it is enough to appear in front of Li Yang's affectionate picture, that scene, that person, that love, beautiful and picturesque.

The spring sleepiness of grinding ink pinched the ink ingot in her hand, the ink in the ink tray was not alarmed, her face was slightly red, and the faint blush was particularly interesting on her fair face, her eyes were blurred, and a little water wave was contained in it, which made people want to kiss Fangze. However, her state is the lightest among the three women, and it is a reason that she has never experienced it, and her mind is just a fantasy.

However, the lack of summer writing with a pen is much more serious. Since she followed Yu Xian'er, she has been cultivating day and night, of course, this is her choice. It is precisely because of this that her life has become monotonous, she has no leisure time to think about the love of men and women, let alone think about it, men, in her eyes, are just vulgar things, they are all lowly embryos, including the person who her own master likes, is just greedy for her master's body, and he is cheap.

Bai Letian's poems are very real, and after Li Xiao's processing, they are even more vivid, which can't help but make Xia Que reverie for a while.

Which girl is not pregnant with spring, Xia Qian is Miao Ling, listening to Li Xiao's poems, her consciousness slowly drifted to the sky, it seems to be to the world of Li Yang, looking at Li Yang's love below, I can't help but envy. In other words, at this moment, Xia Que's heart is a sentence: When will it be my turn to love sweetly.

There is no love, Xia Que knows, the four daughters of the Jade Immortal Residence, since the moment they followed the Jade Fairy, they have nothing to do with the red dust of this world. This is not Yu Xian'er's order, but the consensus of the four of them. Don't look at the autumn tiredness of the love scene, there are many men behind her, but she is the same, she is a chick who has never tasted the taste of men.

Turning his head, he looked at the woman who was sitting on the other side, the jade fairy at this time was more special than the spring sleepiness and summer fatigue, and it was even more beautiful.

The cheeks are red, the eyes are full of spring, sitting on the seat, can't help but bow his head and snicker, his legs are slightly open, one slender hand is full of fragrant cheeks, and the other is constantly rubbing the skirt, looking quite like a girl who has just opened her love. Of course, she does look like a girl, not at all like a woman in her thirties.

Fortunately, Spring Sleepiness and Summer Fatigue were immersed in their own fantasies, and no one noticed the strangeness of Yu Xian'er, otherwise it would be interesting.

Yu Xian'er's state made Li Xiao surprised for a while, it stands to reason that with her vision, there are few men in this world who can enter her eyes, Li Xiao herself is not narcissistic enough to think that two poems can harvest her heart, she is not an ordinary woman.

Therefore, Li Xiao was very curious, what kind of man captured the woman in Zaijing who was sought after by countless men, and made Yu Xian'er have such a big reaction, but he was a little jealous.

"Ahem...... cough lightly" Li Xiao coughed lightly twice, reluctantly interrupting the fantasy of the three of them. To be honest, such a beautiful scenery is rare, these three women are among the most beautiful in the world, and it is a blessing to be able to feast their eyes. Moreover, there is a jade fairy among them, such a state of estrus really makes people look at a burst of enthusiasm, and there is an urge to can't help but want to commit a crime.

Fortunately, he has strong restraint, otherwise he would have had something wrong today.

The good scene is beautiful, but I can't see more, he has something serious, but he is not just looking at the three women's hearts, looking at their state, the ghost knows when it will happen, and when will spring arrive.

"After the poem is finished, can Sister Yu tell her brother what she wants to know?" Li Xiao said with a smile.

Yu Xian'er drank a cup of tea to cover up the embarrassment just now, and then sat up lazily, her slender legs were retracted, hiding the snow white that was revealed. She didn't look at Li Xiao, but said to Xia Que, who had just recovered from her senses, "Can you write it down?" ”

Xia Que subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the rice paper in front of him, only a few words were written on it, and the rest was a cloud of black ink. She put down her pen, knelt down busily, and said in a nervous tone: "Xia Qi lost his mind and couldn't write it down, please blame the master." ”

After all, it was a burst of regret, what happened just now, I lost my mind, not only did I not write down the verses, but I also let my ugliness be seen by Li Xiao's disciple, now, how will Li Xiao see himself. Thinking in his heart, Xia Que tilted his head slightly and peeked at Li Xiao, but the latter's face was still smiling, and it was still the same look, as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with him.

But in this way, in her opinion, she always feels that she is laughing, no matter from which point of view, this disciple is so underwhelmed.

It really doesn't matter, Li Xiao's mind is on the matter of the Suzhou Assassins, but he doesn't have time to care about other people's fantasies. is a little curious about the person who thinks about Yu Xian'er, and wants to know which beautiful boy can capture the heart of the owner of Yuxian Residence.

Yu Xian'er smiled slightly, her eyes were half-ambiguous, and she seemed to be still immersed in the residual warmth of the fantasy just now. She waved her hand and motioned for Xia Que to get up. The rules should be, Xia Que didn't do a good thing, he should indeed be punished, but it is understandable, after all, even he was attracted by the poem that Li Xiao said, and he didn't control it for a while, which is normal.

Xia lacks their love, immersed in poetry, and there is no way to do it.

Looking at Yu Xian'er's appearance, Li Xiao couldn't help frowning, looking at her appearance, it seemed that she still didn't want to say, what did this mean, whether she wanted to regret it, or realized that she didn't cut corners in "Song of Long Hatred".

Shouldn't it, the middle sentences are all criticizing Li Yang, condemning Emperor Tang Ming's absurdity that led to the Anshi Rebellion, exposing the unpleasantness of the atmosphere at that time, which is contrary to the artistic conception he recited before, and it doesn't affect it, besides, he also deliberately used the last four sentences of the original poem at the end, complete, although some are not fluent, but ...... In this world, the poem is written by himself, and what content and sentences are in it are all up to him, and no one can say anything.

"Sister Yu, I hope to tell you."

Yu Xian'er still didn't speak, her slender fingers slid the teacup made of glass, savoring the bitter and sweet taste in it.

The two daughters of Spring Sleepiness and Summer Fatigue who were sitting on the side sat upright and did not move. Patronizing the reverie just now, now Xia Que has forgotten the content of Li Xiaonian, and only remembers that the poem is very beautiful and the story is very real, which makes her can't help but look forward to it.

Xia Jian didn't use his pen, and there was naturally no need to study ink in the spring, so he sat aside and waited quietly for his master's order.

Seeing that the third girl didn't speak, Li Xiao was a little anxious, but there was no way, this was someone else's territory. scolded Yu Xian'er in his heart for a few words, then sat down angrily and stared at the third girl. Since you don't say it, it's consumed, and it's not a loss to be accompanied by such a stunning color.

The wind blew gently, and the light veils hanging around the Moting Pavilion fluttered, soft, like water.

Outside the Mo Pavilion, the maid walked quickly, Tingting stood, bowed her head and said, "Master, a guest is coming." ”

"Guest?" Li Xiao turned his head to look at the maid, in addition to him, there would be guests in the Jade Immortal Residence. Could it be the gold lord behind the Jade Immortal Residence, or the person that Jade Immortal just fantasized about?

Li Xiao looked at Yu Xian'er, wanting to see something from the latter's face, but unfortunately, the latter was still so pretended, and there was nothing unusual on his fair face.

The maid was still standing, under the scorching sun, without movement, which made people feel a little distressed.

Yu Xian'er pinched the glass teacup, slowly poured the liquid in the cup into her mouth, swallowed gently, then put down the teacup, got up slowly, glanced at the three people who were sitting, and said to Xia Que: "Since the poem is well remembered, then while Li Gongzi is still there, ask again, this time I have to write it completely." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Li Xiao, glanced down at the latter, and continued: "Brother Xiao, the poem is very good, my sister likes it very much, I don't know what this poem is called?" ”

Name, "Song of Long Hatred". But Li Xiao can't say this name, how can there be a long period of beautiful love, there is no word "hate" in the whole article, and the title of the poem is called "Song of Long Hatred", he didn't add those parts in the middle, otherwise it is indeed possible.

Li Xiao's face was full of hesitation, Yu Xian'er looked at Li Xiao, and said with a smile: "Why, my brother even made a poem, but he didn't want to tell the name of the poem?" ”

I really don't want to, but I still have to say, how can anyone memorize the poem, but don't know the name of the poem, just like Yu Xian'er said, even the poem has been done, but there is no poem name, is it difficult to say that I didn't think about it?

""Ruyi Song", let's call it Ruyi Song." Li Xiao said casually. Where did he come up with a good and decent poem name? "Ruyi Song", the word Yi is not a word, it has the meaning of beauty, and also has the meaning of light and big, used here, to praise the beauty of Yang Guifei, and sigh the meaning of Li Yang's love is big and bright.

Of course, the most important thing is to fit the title of the book.

"Wishful Song." Xia Que slowly wrote out three big characters.

Li Xiao shook his head, took the brush, and slowly wrote three words:

"Like a song".