Chapter 85: Xu Xuandou's Poems

Xu Xuan glanced at Bai Suzhen, looked at the other party's blank eyes, knew that the other party probably really forgot about himself, and said curiously at the moment, "Yes, I participated in the West Lake Cultural Conference that day, and I was also with Brother Bai that day, we are still quite close together, and later, I returned home from West Lake by boat, and once took a boat with two girls, speaking of which, these two girls not only look good, but also have names, but also have some similarities with the two."

"Oh, not only in appearance, but also in name?" Bai Suzhen pretended to be surprised and asked, but her heart was already turbulent, she and Xiaoqing turned into men and went to the Wenhui by the West Lake, of course she remembered, but why she went and where she met someone, but she couldn't remember anything.

"Yes, which girl is the master and servant, one is called Bai Suzhen, and the other is called Xiaoqing!" Xu Xuan looked at Bai Suzhen and said with a faint smile.

A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the "boom" sky, and the originally clear sky was instantly overcast. Then a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and that unusually bright light illuminated Bai Suzhen's pale cheeks.

The words "Xu Xuan, Xiaozhou, Wenhui" instantly churned in Bai Suzhen's mind, and her soul was also a little unstable. Then, scenes of pictures flashed through Bai Suzhen's mind.

A scholar in a green shirt, who was about to step on the stairs of Qingfeng Building, seemed to see that he was looking at him, stopped, and bowed slightly to himself, gentle and polite, and gentle, what a young man! ”

Then the picture changed, and I saw a young man smiling at himself with a soft face, "In Xia Xu Xuan, this is the younger brother Xu Xian, a native of Qiantang, I don't know what Your Excellency is called"

I saw a young man, lying on the desk and writing hard, completed a poem in an instant, handed it to Xu Xian on the side, and after a while, made a small word, this kind of literary brilliance, so that Bai Suzhen, who had seen many prodigies, couldn't help but be a little shocked.

It was this young man again, reaching out and grabbing a female assassin hanging out of the window, when Xiaoqing asked him why he saved this assassin, the scholar said with a firm face, "I saved him because she once saved my brother-in-law, I want to repay her kindness, today I promise to save her!" ”

The picture turned again, it seemed to be on the boat, and I saw Xiaoqing looking at the young man with a smile and asking, "This son, is my young lady good-looking?" The young man's originally delicate face instantly turned red, like that, but it was really interesting.

Then the young man's blurred face became clearer and clearer, until it slowly coincided with Xu Xuan's face in front of him.

"Xu Xuan Xu Gongzi?" Bai Suzhen asked in surprise.

Xiaoqing on the side heard Bai Suzhen's words, but she sat down on this chair, "Alas, all the previous efforts have been abandoned!" It's good now, Miss and this guy have rekindled their old relationship, Miss, why haven't you completely forgotten this Xu Xuan? ”

"Haha, that's a wonderful word!! In the next Ren Zishu, how do you want to compare with this Xu Xuanxu classmate? Xu Xuan, who was looking down and thinking, suddenly heard someone shouting

Xu Xuan looked up and saw that in the crowd of Egret Academy, a young man in Chinese clothes was looking at him closely. Although Xu Xuan hadn't figured out the situation yet, he still stood up and arched his hand and said, "Under Xu Xuan, I don't know who your Excellency is?" ”

"Ren Zishu in the Lower Egret Academy! I just heard that Mr. announced that you are the second place in the literary society, and you also have a little dabbling in the poetry trail, so I want to learn a thing or two with you! The brocade-clothed young man looked up at Xu Xuan and said lightly.

Xu Xuan looked at the young man and smiled faintly, "I'm not interested, Your Excellency said that the competition will be the competition?" Why am I competing against you? ”

"Eh," Ren Zishu was stunned by Xu Xuan's question, he originally thought that Xu Xuan would agree, but he didn't expect that people would directly refuse.

"If you don't compare, you're a deceitful! I'll let Miss Qing'er know what kind of person you are! Mo Qinghe suddenly spoke.

Xu Xuan was slightly stunned, and Xu Xian on the side was already pulling Xu Xuan's sleeve, "Brother, you can compare,"

"Then Miss Qing'er can't be Miss Wei, right?" Xu Xuan asked with a grin.

Xu Xian looked at Xu Xuan and nodded with hope.

Xu Xuan sighed, "Brother, brother will fight today, if you lose, don't blame me"

Xu Xian nodded hurriedly, "Win or lose, I will definitely not blame the second brother"

Xu Xuan took a deep breath, "Since that's the case, then I'll compete with this Ren Zishu classmate, I don't know what you want to compare?" ”

Ren Zishu looked at Xu Xuan, looked at Xu Xuan with arrogance, and said, "Since Brother Xu wrote the poem of West Lake, then I will also offer ugliness in the next place, and come to a poem of West Lake!" ”

He pondered for a moment, and said, "The West Lake is famous for its ten scenes, so I will make a song of the Spring Dawn of the West Lake, Xu Gongzi, you listen well." Ten miles of Hantang Road, half of the fireworks woke up. The morning bell urges the moon to set, and the stars are chaotic. The pillow looks at the lake white, and the window is open to enjoy the blue island. Sheng Ge Fang rested, and the warbler Xiao Liuzhou Pavilion. ”

"Wonderful, wonderful, this poem in the ten miles of cold pond, the cold word in the cold is steep in spring, the fireworks refer to the catkins, the catkins are half-open in early spring, like fireworks and flowers, a reminder in the next sentence is a reminder, the morning bell is ruthless, and a reminder word makes the morning bell fall and the moon seems to come alive," the gentleman on the stage exclaimed.

Ren Zishu looked at Xu Xuan proudly, this poem came out, which made Xu Xuan also stunned, if it was really a paper, he really couldn't write such a good poem, did he really want to be like other guys who crossed over, shamelessly being the poet thief? On weekdays, Xu Xuan chatted privately with his classmates in his previous life, and looked down on those who went to ancient times and relied on stealing poems and fame to gain fame. But in today's situation, if you don't do this, you will definitely not be able to get off the stage.

Xu Xuan shook his head, so he had to be cheeky and said, "Ahem, Brother Ren is really talented, and he is ashamed of himself, but he also made a song in the next, and he was shy for everyone to taste." ”

He paced a few steps, then raised his head and said, "Brother Ren just did it, it is regarded as the spring dawn of Su Causeway, then I will also make a willow wave and a warbler, the pear blossom wind is clear, and the wanderer is looking for spring and half out of the city." The sunset sheng song is cleaned up, and 10,000 willows are warblers. ”

After Xu Xuan finished chanting, there was silence in the field, on writing poems, everyone in the field would know, but in such a short period of time, he could write a good poem, but few people could write it, when Ren Zi wrote it, everyone in Muyang Academy was already abused in their hearts, at this time, Xu Xuan just paced a few steps, and then read out this poem, which had already made them collapse,

The old man called Huifeng, after listening to Xu Xuan's recitation, also took the case, "Not bad!" The first two sentences of this poem are just a description of the tourists' spring outing, which is not surprising, but the last two sentences of "the song of the tomb of the sun is cleaned up" until the evening The sound of the musical instruments gradually stopped, and the indulgence of the tourists expressed the joy of the spring. "Ten thousand willow warblers", with the cheerfulness and wanton affection of the yellow warbler, set off the joy of spring for visitors. Moving and quiet, this picture seems to be presented in front of you and me, everyone is lively in this spring outing, temporarily occupying this beautiful scenery, but after leaving, it still has to return to the flowing warbler"

"Hmph, carving insects, and listen to my broken bridge remnant snow, Chenghu Lake around the sun, Meiji ice flowers are half gone. There is a unique broken bridge and barren moss road, and there is still residual snow to brew spring cold. Ren Zishu said with a sneer.

Everyone in the audience looked at Xu Xuan, only to see him smile faintly: "I'll just have a Pinghu autumn moon, the colder the cold spring does not flow, where is the song to return to the boat." In the wind, the white and red knotweed suck the wind, and the lake is full of autumn. ”

Many scholars in the field had numbly looked at Ren Zishu on the side, only to see him ponder for a moment, and then said, "I am Nanping Xiaozhong, I live in Qiantang Xizi Lake, and the fishing rod brushes the coral several times. The flat boat returned late from carrying the moon, and he didn't realize that his whole body was in the drawing. Please Brother Xu to take a sunset of Lei Feng! ”

Listening to Ren Zishu's words, there was an uproar in the field, obviously the other party thought that Xu Xuan was a poem made in advance, so he deliberately specified Lei Feng Xizhao.

Xu Xuan smiled indifferently: "How can this stump me?" Brother Ren listened well, the smoke and mountains were faint, and the thousand-foot floating map was empty. The boats on the lake are exhausted, and the lonely peak is still red with the sunset. Please let my brother be a flower port to watch the fish! ”

Ren Zishu looked at Xu Xuan, from the contempt at the beginning, it has slowly turned into reciprocal, and now he has a faint admiration, he can be so much with him Ren Zishu about poetry and literature, this person is still the first!

However, if he can't write Ren Zishu, then he is not a poet Ren Zishu!

"Brother Xu, listen well, the spring water on the lake is empty, and the peach blossom waves are warm and willow shade is thick. Slightly turned over with a thousand feet of color, and jumped a few times in the green. Please Brother Xu compose the song garden wind lotus! ”

The gentlemen in the field have long been stunned by the poems that come and go of the two, this kind of urgency, don't say that they are afraid that they will not succeed! These two people are not only worthy of the word prodigy, but also worthy of the word talent. Now, whether it is a gentleman or a scholar with a heart in the field, some people have already begun to write hard, wanting to write down all this psalm, and at this time everyone looked at Xu Xuan.

Xu Xuan laughed, "Brother Ren, originally this Quyuan Wind Lotus, it can be done in the future, but someone here has already made a good poem, I don't want to take it out to offer ugliness, this poem should be able to suppress the ten years of Quyuan Wind Lotus Poem!" ”

"Oh, and such good poems? I don't know what that person did? Listen up in the next wash! Ren Zishu has long lost the mind of hostility with Xu Xuan, and is more of a kind of sympathy, at this time, listening to Xu Xuan's poem so good, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly urged.

"This is in the next brother by chance, and after the guidance of the teacher, whether it is poetry or artistic conception, it is really not comparable to the next, Brother Ren listened, after all, the West Lake in June, the scenery is not the same at four times. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red! Xu Xuan groaned lightly.

Everyone in the "boom" field looked at Xu Xian beside Xu Xuan, and Xu Xian, who was unprepared on the side, heard Xu Xuan's words at this time, and suddenly became a little at a loss.

"Little brother, don't be nervous, don't mess up!" Xu Xuan said in a low voice.