What happened last night shook the entire Xiangjun, some people said that the group of water bandits had no virtue in the middle of the night to light firecrackers, and some people said that the Wuhou officers and soldiers of Xiangjun were incompetent, how could they still let people run away after being caught all night.

Of course, they didn't know that Wu Hou and the officials had encountered a grandmaster-level figure, and with Hua Chu'er's calculations, how could they catch them.

The next day, others may have sleepy eyes and puffy eyes, but Wu Yueya and Hua Chu'er slept soundly after returning that night, they had breakfast and were ready to go out of the city for spring.

Only then did he walk out of the restaurant where the afternoon came, and he heard a few scholars gathered on the side of the road and walked forward quickly, and Wu Yueya, who had better hearing, naturally heard what they said.

"What does it mean to build a spring building temporarily? Also digging canals? Wu Yueya asked Hua Chu'er in confusion.

Hua Chu'er shook her head, indicating that I didn't know, "Little lady, let's go and take a look?" ”

Wu Yueya walked in front with the little lynx in her arms, Hua Chu'er followed with a sword, and the two went out of the city.

The two followed behind this group of scholars for a long time before they discovered that it turned out to be Qin Gong, the head of the wealthy businessmen of Xiangjun, who built a small building in the spring of Liushuipo, and invited the talented and beautiful people of Xiangjun to go to the spring outing.

And not only the Qin family, but also the sons of several other families in Xiangjun will also go, this time the Qin family is the east, whoever goes, can chant a poem, and can sit down and enjoy the wine and food.

At noon, the poems made were then reviewed by the famous Confucian Kongfu of Xiangjun and the abbot of Wuxiang Temple, and the three best poems were selected, and the talented and beautiful women who made the poems were enshrined as guests and introduced into the banquet of the Duke of Qin.

Wu Yueya thought it was quite interesting, the ancients really knew how to play, so they became interested in watching plays.

Leaving Xiangjun and walking along the winding pebble road to Liushuipo, Wu Yueya picked up a wild yellow flower on the side of the road, sniffed it, and finally pinned it to Hua Chu'er's bun. Hua Chu'er saw that the little lady was in a good mood, so she made a fuss, holding a pinch of petals in her hand and throwing it towards Wu Yueya's head.

The little lynx had just stretched out a small head from its master's arms, and was sprinkled with the petals of a wild flower, and for no apparent reason it shook its head, sneezed a little, and the petals on its nose flew out.

After walking up the hill for a while, we came to the flat slope on the mountainside, where many people had already gathered, and there were servants who carried the wine jar to the inside, and many servants and maidservants were arranging the food table, and some were arranging pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

And those scholars who arrived first came to the bookcase where the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed, left the poems they wrote, passed the Qin family guards who were guarding the side, went to the ditch full of water early, and sat down in groups around the food table. They either laughed heartily and waited for their master to serve their wine and food, or looked upstairs at the curtain and showed admiration.

And this flowing slope is just right, and a small cliff falls a slightly white stream, and the stream water gathers in the pond under the cliff. There is a small building built on the gentle green slope by the pond, the small building is divided into two floors, the downstairs and the upper floor are fenced, and only the upstairs is lightly covered by bamboo curtains.

A thin canal winding out of the pond stretches around the dining table, enveloping the entire spring building, and the clear water in the canal flows slowly, with the occasional blue and red fish swimming by. At the same time, the aqueduct also passes through the middle of the building, and on the aqueduct in the middle of the building is a large table with a beautiful chessboard. On the left sits a stunning beauty, on the right sits a round-faced old monk, the two sit quietly for a long time, not disturbed by the whispers on the periphery, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard are inseparable, and they are in a scorching situation.

And next to them, an incense burner was emitting green smoke, and next to it was a small charcoal stove, and the famous Confucian Kong Fu was boiling tea, preparing tea for the two chess players.

Upstairs sat the organizer of this party, Qin Gong. At this time, there was a woman in the Qinglou who was sitting opposite Qin Gong, who was playing the pipa and singing slowly for Qin Gong.

The spring in the sky is infinitely good, the ground is full of greenery, the sound of the piano in the building is curling, and the mountains and fields have added seven or eight points of popularity. From time to time, birds fly and rest on the roof, accompanied by the sound of the piano and the chirping, this scene is like a fairyland.

Wu Yueya listened to the sound of the pipa upstairs, and felt refreshed, perhaps because she hadn't heard music for a long time, she was enjoying the sound like heaven in the mountains and forests, and the irritability and worry in her heart were gone.

"Little lady, let's find a place to sit." Hua Chu'er was excited, as a flying flower thief, she focused on stealing things, and she didn't care about any literati gatherings at all, seeing such a grand occasion, she had to praise it, it was quite elegant, but I didn't know if I could do something.

Wu Yueya nodded, "Let's also experience the feeling of a literati and an artist." ”

The two of them walked in the direction of the food table, but were stopped by the guards.

"Two, please come here and leave a poem before you sit down."

Hua Chu'er looked at the guard, then at the place where the guard signaled, and then at her little lady, then curled her long hair that fell under her shoulders, and whispered, "Can you be accommodating, I won't write." ”

When the guard heard this, he frowned, full of anger, "The rules set by Duke Qin can't be broken, if the two of you can't compose poems, then please leave quickly, this is not the place where the people of Xia Riba should come." ”

When the scholars and literati here heard this, they all laughed and ridiculed. Upstairs, Qin Gong paid a slight attention to the situation below, and also shook his head and smiled, these two women were unbeatable except for Qin Muyu, who was playing chess, but he couldn't get the poems How to allow you to enter the table, glanced slightly, squinted his eyes and saw the beggar woodcutter standing in the distance, frowned, and called the guards guarding the corridor and asked him to take someone to drive away the flies around.

Hua Chu'er was so angry that her face was red, yes, she didn't understand bullshit in this area, she wouldn't be able to write lyrics, could it be that she was so great if she could write lyrics? She is also a famous flying flower thief, and she was about to open her mouth to scare people, but she was stopped by Wu Yueya in time.

"Then may I ask, can the ghostwriter also bring someone to the seat?" Wu Yueya is neither humble nor arrogant, and she is generous.

The guard pondered for a moment and said that Wu Yueya would wait here, and he would ask what Duke Qin meant. After only half a cup of tea, the guard came back and said with a contemptuous smile, "It's okay, Duke Qin said that if one of you can compose poetry, you can replace the other, but you can't ask anyone else to help." ”

Wu Yueya raised her head, didn't look at the guard, and went straight to the bookcase with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When Wu Yueya walked to the side of the bookcase, she was about to pick up the brush placed on the inkstone. At this time, a young man in a green shirt walked over, shaking a cyan paper fan in his hand, snatched the inkstone pen, first proudly wrote his poems on the white rice paper, and then raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Yueya, "Yo, this little lady was laughed at at the right time, why don't you Qian pick up a pen for this little lady?" ”

After this person finished speaking, he didn't care about Wu Yueya's thoughts, went downstairs first, and arched his hand to the bamboo curtain upstairs, "Duke Qin, don't you have the courage to ask Qin to make a special case, how about not mentioning a poem for this little lady?" ”

Qin Hesong looked at the second son of the Qian family below through the gap in the bamboo curtain, and nodded at Qian Bu who was looking at him, the Qian family still had to give face.

Qian Bugou saw that Qin Gong nodded in agreement, he was very happy, and expressed his gratitude, and then turned his head, and was about to curry favor with a beautiful woman like Wu Yueya. Wu Yueya had already sat on the edge of an empty food table, teasing the little lynx, while Hua Chu'er was sticking out her tongue and grimacing at Qian Bugou. Qian Bugou was so angry that his face turned blue in an instant, and when he looked at the paper on the table again, it was written, and he was angry, and he was not interested in seeing how the poem was, so he took the Qian family servant to a dining table and sat down, secretly hating this little lady for making him lose face.

Wu Yueya looked to the side, and saw a white-haired old man sitting in the forest next to him, and beside this old man stood two freshly dressed boys. And there was a long wooden plank in front of the old man, and I don't know what it was.

A few guards walked out of this building and went to greet the white-haired old man, as if asking something, but they were all blocked by the servants beside the old man.

Qin Gong was naturally a little annoyed when he saw this, he built a building here, originally wanted to let the celebrities or talented beauties of Xiangjun come to the meeting to help the fun, but now there is such a neatly dressed white-haired old man sitting sideways and watching, and he did not attend the meeting, he was really puzzled, and he didn't understand his identity, but he didn't want to drive people away rashly, so he had to drink slightly disappointed.

When the spring sun completely shrouded the mountainside, Wu Yueya took a sip of the tea in the bowl and heard a noise behind her.

"Look, that's the prince of Qin, carrying a three-foot sword and riding a horse, he really deserves to be the eldest son of the Qin family."

"Look, isn't the one beside him the third son of the Fang family? At a young age, he was admitted to the Jinshi, and now that the election period is about to pass, it is time for him to take office. ”

"Hey, who is that guy in mango shoes and cloth clothes, you see, he was stopped by the guards."

"That's... seems to be a poor scholar in a fishing village outside the city, it seems to be named Li Mengran, this person seems to be a little talented, I think he is afraid that he is here to eat and drink. ”

Wu Yueya heard the prestige, only to see that the three of them had different expressions and different bearings, the young man riding a horse and wearing white clothes was quite uninhibited, but he simply tied his hair behind his back, but the clothes on his chest were neat, just at a glance, Wu Yueya felt that this kind of frustration was like learning, a bit of Dongshi Xiaofeng.

And the one next to this person is full of ambition and looks much more mature, not like the bohemian next to him. What made Wu Yueya slightly concerned was the cloth-clothed young man who was blocked by the guards, there was a heroic spirit between this person's eyebrows, but this heroic spirit was involved in a kind of melancholy, and it seemed to be a little unwilling.

After a while, the three of them were all seated, Qin Gongzi and Fang Sangongzi sat next to Qian Ergongzi, and the three of them hugged their fists and laughed, as if they were old acquaintances.

Li Mengran walked around the edge of the canal and couldn't find a vacant seat. Even if there was a vacancy in the food table, the scholar who occupied the food table saw Li Mengran coming over and looked down on his shabby, so he moved his position to stop him, did not allow Li Mengran to sit down, and even deliberately squeezed Li Mengran down to cause laughter.

Seeing this, Wu Yueya beckoned to Li Mengran, who had just gotten up from the ground, and motioned for him to come and sit down, and at the same time saw his tattered heel of his mango shoes showing his thumb, this person is really poor and funny, but it seems that he is not short of ambition, and he is a good person.

Li Mengran sat down slightly embarrassed, and hugged his fists at Wu Yueya and Hua Chu'er, "Li thanked the two ladies for allowing them to sit." ”

"Thank me for what to do, thank my little lady if you want to thank me," Hua Chu'er propped her chin and looked at Li Mengran with her eyes, there was nothing to go along with this poor sour body, so she continued to pass the time with her hands scooping the water in the canal with her hands bored.

"Li thanked the little lady, I don't know what to call it?" After listening to Hua Chu'er's words, Li Mengran sincerely hugged his fist at Wu Yueyan again.

Wu Yueya said that she was not polite, it was just a seat, and then exchanged names.

The white-haired old man beside the mountain forest smoothed his white beard, which was neither long nor short, and happened to see Wu Yueyan's subtle move, as if he had found something, and finally lifted the brush.

It's noon, the warm sun is shining, the victory and defeat of the chessboard downstairs have been divided, it is still the Qin family's young lady Qin Muyu narrowly defeated the relieved old abbot, Kong Fu, who was sitting next to him and watching the game, clapped his palms and praised Qin Muyu's good chess skills.

Although Qin Muyu was victorious, he was not arrogant, and after humbling with the old abbot of Shihuai, he sat down at the table with a guqin, and began to play a tune of ancient rhyme after signaling to the famous Confucian Kongfu and the old abbot of Shihuai.

The servants who kept the poems heard the sound of the piano playing the mountains and rivers, and hurriedly collected the rice paper on the bookcase and passed it into the building one by one for the two poetry connoisseurs to inspect and read.

After half an hour, the strong aroma of dishes came from the direction of the field kitchen, which caused the hungry stomachs of the talented scholars, and many people complained.

The sound of the piano downstairs suddenly stopped, and everyone fell silent without knowing why.

Wu Yueya was also puzzled, and looked downstairs, what happened, only to hear an old man's dissatisfied voice, "Who is this Wu Yueya who writes Chunxiao?" Kong Fu straightened his face, held a piece of rice paper, and came outside the building, with a slight anger in his eyes.

Seeing that the great Confucian Kong Fu's face was not good-looking, all of them were a little puzzled, and looked around to see which unlucky guy copied the Chunxiao of the Monsan people.

Wu Yueya heard the voice calling herself, and hurriedly raised her little paws, "I wrote silently, what's wrong?" What does this old lord think is wrong? ”

"Tell me, who wrote this poem?"

"Meng Haoran, what's wrong, I can't write a poem and just write a poem." Wu Yueya stood up and replied.

"Okay, good, the little lady is so honest, then the old man won't blame you." Kong Fu walked back, his face turned to joy, he took out another piece of rice paper, cleared his throat, "The big strings are noisy like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers." Noisy and miscellaneous, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate! Hahahaha, good poem, good poem, but this seems to be only the first half, can the second half be made by the little lady Wu Yueya? ”

Li Wan'er, who was sitting in the stairwell with a pipa in her arms, suddenly felt happy in her heart, and someone praised her pipa sound, but she was soon a little disappointed.

"I can't remember the second half." Wu Yueya shrugged helplessly, but said in her heart, this is the poem I memorized in high school, I only remembered it when I heard the sound of the pipa, if you want me to recite it, I can't do it.

"Tsk, it's a pity!" Kong Fu shook his head in disappointment, and then walked into the building.

There was a lot of discussion around, and it seemed that there was some controversy about Wu Yueya, and those who supported Wu Yueya said that this woman was talented and learned, while others who did not support it were sarcastic that it was copied from someone else.

Wu Yueya sat down and shrugged her shoulders, she was originally copied, but she said that it was written silently, and it was so troublesome to participate in a poetry meeting, hey, it's really...

"The little lady is really talented, Li admires it." Li Mengran smiled and bowed his hand to Wu Yueyan. Wu Yueya had to return the gift.

After a while, the old monk walked out, looked at Li Mengran, and drew a Maitreya Buddha-like smile on his round face, "The spring sun is lazy, and the south wind is pretty." The fish walks in the winding water, and the building sits in the high mountains. Congratulations to Li Mengran for winning the crown of this poetry gathering with a song 'Stealing Spring for Qin Gong', followed by the poems of Qin Gongzi and Fang Sangongzi, as for Qian Ergongzi temporarily falling off the list, you must also work hard and give new words in the coming year. As for the little lady of Wu Yue Aya, if she can give the next chapter, she can also be used as a special case to sit in a high-rise building. ”

Wu Yueya waved her hand, indicating that she couldn't remember, which caused even more doubts around her.

The relieved old abbot had to sigh, and took Li Mengran and others to the second floor and entered the banquet of the Duke of Qin.

Soon, the fragrant dishes were served, and a bronze cup filled with pale green sake wafted in the koji water, and the feast began.

Hua Chu'er didn't look like a lady, grabbed the wine glass in the qushui, and drank directly, Wu Yueya looked at Hua Chu'er's eating appearance, looked at it and smiled once, and gave the meat to the little lynx while eating it herself.

At this time, the pipa sounded upstairs, and the sound of the piano downstairs was curling, Kong Fu listened to the sound of the piano and didn't feel that he praised it, so he got up and started the second part of the poetry meeting, raised his wine glass, and came outside the building, "Anyone who can go downstairs to write good poems and sentences will enjoy a glass of amber wine." Naturally, there must be an old man to identify! ”

In this way, the enthusiasm of the literati present was instantly ignited, and Li Wan'er upstairs was also invited to come down to comment on the poems. Two beauties are in the column, the wine is tempting, from time to time someone goes in to write poems, just to see the beauty style, try a glass of amber wine, someone both saw the beauty and tasted the amber wine, naturally someone came out disappointed, no other, because the wine can not be tasted.

And Qian Bugou held the wine cup in his hand, the whole person was uncomfortable, and he was in a very bad mood, why could Li Mengran go to the banquet of Qin Gong, and the woman named Wu Yueya didn't seem to have any talent, and she mixed in to cheat and cheat on her with her own appearance?

The more Qian Bugou thought about it, the more angry he became, and at the same time he drank too much and was a little drunk.

Qian Gongzi got up, staggered to Wu Yueya's dining table, grabbed the bronze wine cup and smashed it on the dining table, and a smell of wine spread out instantly, "Hmph, hiccup!" Small, little lady, why don't you go inside to give a new poem and take a cup... A glass of amber wine? ”

"Then why don't you go, what are you doing here?" Hua Chu'er said angrily, and at the same time secretly reached out and took off the jade pendant on Qian Bugou's body, and then secretly threw the jade pendant into the qushui unconsciously.

"Hmph, it's just amber wine, I have thousands of jars in my house, inexhaustible, inexhaustible, what's the envy?" Qian Er Gongzi sneered and said proudly.

"That's it, Second Prince Qian has a point." At this time, a scholar next to him stood up, echoed Qian Ergongzi's words, and looked at Wu Yueya coldly.

Hua Chu'er got angry and puffed out her mouth, this group of guys is endless, they just know how to find trouble.

Wu Yueya looked at the scholar behind Qian Bukuo, and then looked at the guests around her who were looking at her, and felt quite helpless, so she had to stand up, "Okay, then go and taste the taste of amber wine, Chu'er, follow me!" ”

"Hey, that's good!" Hua Chu'er stood up happily and followed behind the little lady.

Naturally, the bustle below can be seen clearly, Qin Gong smiled, just look at what this woman is from. And Li Mengran, who was sitting with Duke Qin, saw that Wu Yueya was pointed at by those self-righteous scholars, and she was grateful in her heart, thinking that if she had the opportunity, she would help out, and save her a joke.

"If you don't know how to write poems, you can play and sing a song and dance to help us have fun!" Qian Ergongzi picked up a glass of wine from the qushui and poured it into his mouth.

The rest of the scholars who sat and watched the excitement laughed, thinking that this proposal was good, since they didn't know how to compose poetry, they would always dance, and some people joked that they wouldn't let Li Wan'er teach and dance. This voice reached Li Wan'er's ears, making Li Wan'er a little embarrassed, after all, as a kabuki, how could anyone take her feelings into account?

Wu Yueya waved her hand casually, "I'm sorry, I don't know anything but poetry!" ”

This arrogant remark made the surrounding scholars disdainful.

Standing on the steps, luck said, and suppressed the lively poetry meeting, "Uh-huh! Silence, silence! ”

After a while, they all looked at Wu Yueya, and in addition to admiring her appearance, they all pricked up their ears to listen to her ugly.

"Next, this lady is going to open her back, this one, called Spring! A good day for spring! ”

Wu Yueya cleared her throat and spoke again, "Shengri is looking for Fangsi waterfront, and the boundless scene is new for a while. Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring! ”

The bronze wine cup in Ben's hand, which was not sluggling to drink, slipped and fell heavily to the ground, and the green ant wine was all over the ground. And the poetry hall that was talking softly was also silent for a moment, except for the cheerful sound of the trickle in the canal, even Qin Muyu's piano sound stopped.

When the great Confucian Kong Fu heard it, Surabayaya, this is the way of borrowing the sage, I can't see that this little lady wants to pursue Confucianism and Taoism, these words came from a woman's mouth and really shamed his old face.

And the scholars who shouted against Wu Yueya before all sighed, "Thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring" The weather is so gorgeous and colorful, this sentence can be said to engrave a colorful spring beauty into their minds, which corresponds to the boundless scenery mentioned above, which is really fresh and natural!

Wu Yueya was too lazy to care about everyone's expressions and the surrounding atmosphere, hugged the little lynx, led Hua Chu'er into the building generously, picked up the bronze wine cup that floated in the middle of the building and poured amber liquor, and drank it all.

Without waiting for the thoughtful Kong Fu to react back, Wu Yueya knocked her head and remembered a poem, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, she picked up a glass of amber wine from the stream, did it first as a respect, and threw the glass directly to the ground after drinking, while the little lynx jumped to the ground and licked the mellow residue of amber wine in the bronze wine cup.

At this time, a gust of spring breeze blew softly, stirring the bamboo curtain upstairs, and the bamboo curtain made a crashing sound, pulling the people who tasted the meaning of poetry back to reality, and Wu Yueya also leaned on the railing and began to continue reading, "This poem! Butterflies love flowers! ”

After that, he picked up the wine in the water and drank it in his mouth, and then, those scholars could only watch Wu Yueya with greed and a glass of wine, and finally the amber wine in the canal was drunk, and the words were exhausted, Wu Yueya slipped against the railing and fell drunk into Hua Chu'er's arms. The little lynx also swayed, and lay drunk at Hua Chu'er's feet in this silence.

"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yixiao!" Li Wan'er was stunned, tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, and she was the first to cry with grief, plucking the pipa three or two times, before the tune was formed, there was love first, and then the tactful pipa sound sounded, and the slightly pathetic tune also rose slowly.

"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy..."

For a while, these scholars all felt lingering feelings, and they were indulged in Li Wan'er's superb pipa skills for a long time. Qian Bugou sat paralyzed on the ground, this body of alcohol had already woken up, Qin Gong was stunned and exclaimed, and Li Mengran refreshed his understanding of Wu Yueya.

Poetry is hard to find, this is really a talented woman through the ages! Everyone whispered and whispered praise.

After Wu Yueya was sent to Wuxiang Temple to sober up, the sad sound of the pipa disappeared, and for a while, they all sighed at the talent of this woman, especially after Kong Fu explained the allusion of Confucius's lecture on the shore of Surabaya, all the scholars were ashamed of themselves, and they not only wrote about spring, but also wanted to explore the way of sages in this spring, which was completely different from their attitude of coming to mix a sip of wine and eat.

Qin Gong thought that this poetry meeting was over, although it was a pity that he didn't find out in advance that Wu Yueya, a talented woman, but he didn't know that the climax of the poetry meeting had just begun.

A long laugh came from the mountains and forests, not only to surprise Qin Gong, but also to make the guests suspicious. The old man seemed to have gotten what he wanted, and left with the two boys and the servants. Qin Gong asked people to take a look, and he wanted to ask, but he found the drawing paper on the wooden board. After Qin Gong and Yaxi's three young talents looked at these ninety-eight paintings together, they were shocked, except for a few of these paintings, which depicted the scene of Qin Gong sitting upstairs and the chessboard game downstairs, the others were all paintings of the little lady of Wu Yue Aya's smile, but these are all like fragments, and the two missing ones are flawless paintings! I don't feel like I sigh, I can't see the work of Shen Yun.

After reading the above payment, Qin Gong felt regretful and annoyed in his heart, and he was so angry that he drank ten glasses of amber wine, and he was drunk and couldn't wake up.

Then the painting was passed on among the guests, and everyone knew that this is the handwriting of today's painting saint, and it is a blessing to be able to see the remnants of the painting saint with their own eyes, and at the same time jealousy is rising, this Wu Yueya is not only talented, but also can be selected by the painting saint Wu Daozi to depict the true face on the paper, which is really enviable!

Therefore, a beautiful conversation in Xiangjun spread in the mouths of the people, and the children in the streets and alleys were singing children's songs, "The talented girl Wu Yueya, drunk and drinking poetry." Painting the saint Wu Daozi, copying 300 volumes. ”