"Qingyu case, Yuan Xi

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind.

More blows down, stars like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Moth snow willow golden wisps.

The laughter is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd is looking for him thousands of times.

Suddenly looking back, the Yiren were there, and the lights were dim.

Well, that's good! Take it and sing it! Three times! ”

Yan Laozu said a good word, this is half of the first!

There are a few good ones in front of Cheng Hong, but none of them dare to rap three times, and the quality of this word is directly linked to the number of times sung.

Now that I have paid early, there are a few who have been sung once, but Cheng Hong, who has sung three times, is still the first one!

At this time, someone had already handed the words to the errand runner next to him and handed Cheng Hong's words behind the screen, where were all the lyricists of Chang'an, there were Qing people, and there were talented women from all over the country!

As soon as Cheng Hong's words were handed over, they surrounded him, and when they heard that they were going to sing it three times, they all wanted to see it.

The little sister of the Cui family got the words first, and took a look at ~ Cheng Hong's!

"I heard that the cousin of the Cheng family has a talent for poetry, but I didn't expect that the first three times was my cousin's!"

"What is written, what is written?"

"Read it first! Read it first! ”

"Qingyu case, Yuan Xi

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind,

……”

"Huh! How can there be stars like rain? I'm afraid it's forced to rhyme with it! "Princess Yongjia forcibly suppressed it.

"Besides, who doesn't know the Cheng family's Wuxun family, where can they write poems? But the song on his fan matches his quality! ”

"What's slipping?"

"Who knows? What a little fan has wind or something, but it's funny tight! ”

The little sister of the Cui family was angry: "This is what the ancestor of the Yan family asked him to sing three times, is the ancestor of the Yan family not as good as you?"

Princess Yongjia was stunned: "Anyway, I don't believe what he wrote!"

"Isn't it the world that says! If it is such a good article, it has already been circulated in the world, dare to ask Princess Yongjia has ever heard of it? ”

The little sister of the Cui family took Cheng Hong's words: "I don't know which sister will sing this Qingyu case, Yuan Xi?"

Hearing what the little sister of the Cui family said, seven or eight hands immediately stretched out. The little sister of the Cui family selected it and handed it to the red sleeves of the first Qing people in Chang'an.

Red sleeves picked up Cheng Hong's words, glanced at the little sister of the Cui family gratefully, read it carefully, read it twice, plucked the piano twice, adjusted the timbre and played!

"The east wind blooms at night~~~ Flower thousands of trees!

More blown down~~ Stars are like rain......"

Beautiful words, a little after the first time he sang it, he sang it the second time, at this time, Cheng Hong's eyes rolled, and he whispered something to Li Chengqian, Li Chengqian nodded.

Li Chengqian called Zhang Yuanli, Zhang Yuanli first looked at His Majesty, shook his head, what did Li Chengqian say again, Zhang Yuanli nodded, went to Li Er's side and said something, Li Er glanced at Cheng Hong's side, smiled and nodded.

Zhang Yuanli gave up!

"The east wind blooms at night~~~ flowers and thousands of trees

……”

"Tom! Click! "A brick-red firework exploded outside! The long tail flame resembles a shooting star.

"More blowing down~~~ stars like rain!"

"Stars like rain! Isn't this the stars like rain? The little sister of the Cui family glanced at Princess Yongjia and said.

Princess Yongjia's face turned pale, and she suddenly smiled again: "This Cheng Hong is a little interesting, butler, hand me an invitation to Cheng Hong, and say that I will feast him!"

"No!"

Who doesn't know what she has in mind? It's a little disgraceful, but no one says anything about it!

It's just that the little sister of the Cui family was angry, and secretly scolded in her heart: shameless! What a shame!

It's just that a girl who has not left the cabinet is very lacking in words about scolding, and it is estimated that the three words shameless are already the most ruthless words she can think of!

At this time, the ancestor of the Yan family said with a smile: "This thing complements this word, and if it is missing, it will be reduced by three points!" The ancestor of the Yan family waved his hand and called the juniors: "Go, call the Cheng family doll over, and say that I want to know him!"

"No!" The descendants of the Yan family went to call Cheng Hong.

"Cheng family elder, my ancestor wants to know you, can you move over and answer!"

"The elder has a life, don't dare to resign!" Cheng Hong got up and picked up the fan.

Hey! Why is this fan weighing wrong? Looking up, Wu Erya and Li Lizhen took Cheng Hong's fan and handed it to Wu Wangke on the side.

Li Ke unfolded it and looked at it, shook his head, and threw it back to the table in disgust. The copper incense burner on the smashed table rang out.

Cui Zhuo, who was not far away, saw it clearly, and secretly wiped a cold sweat~ I'm dripping my mother! Iron, no wonder a fan fanned Wang Pei so badly!

Let's just say that this Cheng family even has a hollow rolling pin, so there is no affordable thing! Yin! True yin!

Cheng Hong didn't have time to get back the small fan, and followed the descendants of the Yan family.

Cheng Hong arched his hand after passing: "The son of the minister salutes his father!" Then he looked at the ancestor of the Yan family: "Boy, please say hello to Mr. Yan!"

The ancestor of the Yan family: "Boy, you are interesting, your father has to salute me when he comes, why do you salute your father first?"

Cheng Hong said: "My father is an elder and a monarch, and I am a junior and a courtier, shouldn't I give my father a salute first?"

A year old is long, a hundred years old is still long, what is the difference between a year old and a hundred years old?

Besides, I've always been unreasonable in my family, shouldn't I give my father a courtesy? ”

"Hahahaha!" The ancestor of the Yan family laughed: "Is it unreasonable to talk about relatives? You kid, the old man has lived for so many years, although most people are unreasonable, but you are the only one who dares to say it blatantly!

Not bad, not bad! I thought you were a sleek boy, but I didn't expect that you were indeed a loyal boy! Not bad, not bad!

Brat! Have you ever expressed words? ”

"I just joined Ding Nan and won the crown in the second year, and I never expressed my words!"

The ancestor of the Yan family nodded: "If it's so big, there should be a table word, and you don't have to wait until the crown, if you don't take the table word, I'll get one for you today!"

Cheng Hong was about to say something, but Li Er was overjoyed: "Leather monkey, you are still stunned!" Come here! On your knees! ”

Cheng Hong......

Why am I kneeling?

But looking at Li Er's appearance, the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him! The big husband can bend and stretch......

knelt in front of the ancestor of the Yan family.

The ancestor of the Yan family nodded with a smile, and stroked the top of Cheng Hong's head with one hand: "Today, the Cheng family has a descendant, named Cheng Hong, who has traveled all over the world and returned, with a pure heart, a family of virtue, no loss of righteousness, and a table word ~ virtue."

Those who are virtuous are also virtuous. The righteous, the righteous! ”

"Thank you for the word!"

Li Er was also very happy.

Cheng Hong secretly thought in his heart, Deyi, Deyi, Cheng Deyi, Cheng Deyi, Cheng Deyi? What the hell is Cheng proud?

Cheng Hong glanced up and was about to speak, but looking at Li Er's interest, plus the current state~ Forget it, I still want to live for two more years!

Be proud, be proud, be proud, what's the matter! If you have the ability, you can find Old Man Yan!

"Huh? What do you have in your hand? "This ancestor of the Yan family is very good-looking.

"The folding fan, used for the wind flow, is actually useless, but it is better to bring than the group fan!"

"Haha! You're affordable! It's not funny, it's not funny, but today it's the old man who lost his temper, and he laughed more today than I usually laughed in a month! You're a funny boy! ”

Cheng Hong shook his head: "Yan Lao's words are bad, as the saying goes~ Smile for ten years, and be sad and white-headed!" You are so old, you are a land fairy-like figure, why do you stick to the ancient law? Do whatever you want! ”

"Good! It's a good one, and there must be my teacher in the threesome! No fake, no fake! Okay, today, the old man will do whatever he wants, give you the words, and snatch you a fan for romance, will you give it? ”

"Why don't you pick it up? Silly! Li Er went up and grabbed Cheng Hong's fan, and kicked Cheng Hong by the way!

Cheng Hong looked confused, who am I? Where am I? What just happened?

Li Er handed the fan to the ancestor of the Yan family with both hands: "You can always take a fancy to this kid's things, count it as a blessing for this kid, it's just a fan!"

The ancestor of the Yan family opened the fan: "Okay!" Good word! Good drawing! Good poetry! A song in the sky, it is peerless! Unexpectedly, the old man became a robber once, but he robbed a family heirloom and came back! Not bad, not bad! ”

This fan is the song "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night"

"Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" is known as a lonely article to suppress the whole Tang Dynasty, but it's not to say!

Later generations said that the Tang Dynasty wrote poetry, and the Song Dynasty wrote all the words! In that era, it is known as a lonely article to suppress the whole Tang Dynasty, how brilliant is it?

Since ancient times, there has been no first, but this one is ranked first, which shows the charm of this poem!

The ancestor of the Yan family looked at it for a long time: "Little doll, stamp your private seal to the old man, and there is an inscription."

Cheng Hong stamped the private seal, wrote the inscription, and handed the fan back.

Li Er wanted to take a look, the ancestor of the Yan family glanced at Li Er, Li Er smiled wryly, and then turned around and glared at Cheng Hong fiercely.

Cheng Hong......

What's the matter with me?

Li Er took out a piece of paper and handed it to Cheng Hong, who took the paper in a daze. looked at Li Er, Li Er stared!

The ancestor of the Yan family "tsk" sounded: "Good poetry, good poetry!"

Li Er continued to stare!

Cheng Hong looked at Li Chengqian behind him and squeezed his eyebrows, pointed to the fan of the ancestor of the Yan family, and suddenly realized in his heart~ Oh! I wanted to see what was written on the fan! You said it earlier! You don't say I know what you want?

Cheng Hong laid down the paper, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink~

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea,

The moon and the moon on the sea are born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves,

Where is the spring river without moonlight!

The river flows around Fangdian,

The moonlit flowers and forests are like hail.

The frost in the air does not fly,

The white sand on the court is invisible.

Jiang Tian has no fiber dust,

The Lonely Moon Wheel in the Bright Sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside?

When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

……

A song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" was written slowly, and Li Er nodded while watching it next to him: "Not bad!" Not bad! ”

Li Er couldn't wait to kick Cheng Hong away, and wanted to see the poems in the future, every time Cheng Hong went to dip the ink, Li Er stared.

Cheng Hong......

Fortunately, Cheng Hong's writing was quite fast, but it didn't take long for the two hundred and fifty-two words, and after he finished writing, he was squeezed away by Li Eryi's ass without waiting for the pen!

Li Er looked at the poem that had not yet dried the ink, "Tsk! Good poetry, good poetry! ”