(You guess the plot is getting higher and higher.) Is that really good? ）

Guo Chong stroked his beard and smiled, he was very satisfied with this poem. This poem is neat and exquisite, brilliant and quite appropriate. The son can show his face in front of the ministers, how can Guo Chong not be pleased.

"Don't exaggerate, this poem can only be regarded as a mediocre work. Although neat, it is not gorgeous. Especially in the lower que, there is no suspicion of moaning sickly. Guo Mian, don't be proud, you still need to work hard. Guo Chong said in a deep voice.

Guo Mian put away his smile and bowed to promise.

Concubine Rong smiled beside her: "The emperor's requirements are too high, and the concubines think that the words of King Jin are really good." The emperor should reward the king of Jin. ”

Guo Chong said with a smile: "Okay, reward and have fun." Guo Mian, I have rewarded you with this jade, but not because of how well you write words, but because of Concubine Rong's face. ”

Guo Mian was overjoyed, took the jade pendant with both hands and said loudly: "Father Xie, Concubine Xie Rong." ”

Guo Xu, Lu Zhongtian and others were beside them, their faces gloomy. Especially Guo Xu, he was jealous and hateful in his heart. Once upon a time, only oneself could get the things that the emperor had rewarded. At the New Year's banquet that year, his father rewarded him with a jade belt, and Guo Mian only received the reward of the queen mother and lost face. And at this moment, the father gave the jade pendant to Guo Mian, and he could only watch from the sidelines, who could stand this kind of mood.

Even so, some people are starting to make things worse.

Concubine Rong smiled and spoke again: "The emperor can't favor one over the other, if you reward the King of Jin, you have to reward the King of Huai." If King Huai also composes a poem, the emperor will reward him. ”

Concubine Rong is stabbing people with a soft knife, if Guo Xu can write words, then do you still use Concubine Rong to remind her? I have already recommended myself. Slow to say that Guo Mian's lyrics are excellent, even if it is an ordinary work, King Huai can't write better words than King Jin. This is an act of stabbing Guo Xu's soft underbelly.

Before Guo Chong could speak, Guo Xu bowed down and said, "How dare Erchen get an axe." Erchen's writing is not good, and his words must be laughing and generous, but Erchen can't write them. ”

Guo Chong snorted coldly: "You are self-aware. ”

Guo Xu's face is like no first, every good word has its own uniqueness, and it is not suitable for comparison. Since the emperor asked the ministers to compose a song, the ministers could only obey the order. The words are ready-made, and they are old works from three years ago, but they have not been made public. It should be able to meet the situation. ”

"Okay, listen, you can come." Guo Chong said with a smile.

Lin Jue nodded, coughed, and groaned: "The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, and the stars are 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.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

The audience was silent, except for the noisy laughter of the crowd watching the lanterns in the distance, Guo Chong and the ministers were all silent. That's a great song! The good ones make people feel sad and indescribable after listening to them. This one is a hundred times more clever than all the words that came before it. Guo Mian's song can't be compared with this one at all. Judgment from above.

"The words we wrote could be thrown into the stove and burned." A master from the Hallym Academy broke the silence with an old voice, his words representing the hearts of those who had written the lyrics before.

"Yes, how did Lord Lin write such a wonderful word? The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and looked back at dusk, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. Brilliant sentence. It seems to be writing about the bustling and lively night of the Yuan Dynasty, but in fact, Lord Lin is writing about people. If there is no such person, all this prosperity and prosperity are meaningless, which is called the clever allegorical scene, and the words reach the hearts of the people. Another sighed.

They couldn't write it, but they tasted the beauty of the poem. They realized the original meaning of this poem, not to write scenes, but to write love.

"Good words, good words, to get this word, today's Shangyuan Lantern Festival can be called perfect. Lin Jue, I don't know what to say. How is it that this poem is so subtle that it has never been circulated? How many good words do you have in your stomach? Guo Chong sighed.

Lin Jue bowed and said: "Actually, this poem was written as early as three years ago, when the minister was still in Hangzhou, on the night of Shangyuan, the minister had a feeling. At that time, one of the ministers' hearts suddenly disappeared, saying that he had passed away. When the minister looked at the lamp, he felt something, so he wrote this one. But as it turned out, it was a misunderstanding. She wasn't actually dead. ”

Guo Chong and the others didn't know who Lin Jue was talking about, but everyone in the Lin family immediately understood that Lin Jue was talking about Fang Huanqiu. Three years ago, it was when Huanqiu died, and Lin Jue's poem was probably composed at that time. At the bustling lantern festival, Lin Jue thought of Fang Huanqiu's death, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless to carve a car, moths and snow willows, if there was no person in the dim light, what would all this mean?

Lin Jue looked at Fang Huanqiu, who was standing in the corner of the lantern shed, and found that Fang Huanqiu's starry eyes were shining, and he was looking at himself with infinite affection.

"Lord Lin is also a person of the most affectionate and sexual. I didn't expect there to be this good story behind this song. Hahaha. Guo Chong laughed.

"But I don't know who is the person who worries Lord Lin?" Concubine Rong was a little unhappy, she knew that Lin Jue's words must not have been made for her daughter Lu Wu, so she deliberately found fault. I haven't seen Green Dance until tonight, thinking that Green Dance is hiding from him, so I'm a little unhappy.

(End of chapter)