With a "snap", a short wooden stick fell from the sky and smashed accurately on Zhong Hao's head. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhong Hao suddenly felt dizzy and ringing in his ears, his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't help but scold.

Before Zhong Hao could scold, a crisp and nice voice came: "Oh, Childe, I'm sorry, are you okay?" ”

Zhong Hao followed the sound to look for the source of the "murderer", and found that in front of the window on the second floor of the small building, there was a little girl with apricot eyes, willow eyebrows, bright eyes, and bright teeth, dressed in an emerald green cardigan, who was looking at herself pitifully with a pair of big watery eyes.

Zhong Hao, who was furious because of the interruption of his good feelings, saw that the "murderer" was such a soft and weak beautiful little girl, and his anger immediately receded like a tide.

"It's okay, I'm too fascinated by listening to the piano, otherwise I will definitely be able to dodge it with my skills."

The little girl snorted: "The slave family can see it, and with the skills of the son, he will definitely be able to flash over." Childe, you wait a minute, the slave family goes downstairs, Childe, you wait. ”

Zhong Hao said in his heart: This can be seen, this little girl is very understanding. suddenly thought, "Oops", Pan Jinlian and Ximenqing's first meeting, isn't it such a bloody shot, I won't have an affair today.

The little girl came down from the small building and came to the door of the small courtyard where the small building was located, which opened in a quiet alley leading to the riverside street.

"The slave's name is Xiaoyue, I was really careless just now, and I can't help the son. My girl was depressed, so she asked the slave to open the window to breathe, and accidentally dropped the pole on the top of the window, but I didn't expect to hit the son, I'm really embarrassed. ”

"It's okay, I've got a hard head." Zhong Hao was very talkative when he saw the little girl.

The little girl smiled: "My girl invited my son to sit upstairs and apologize to my son in person." Oops, the son has a big bag on his head, the slave family has a good bone-setting medicine here, please go upstairs, and the slave family will put some on the son. ”

"No need, a few minor injuries, not enough to worry about."

"Then how to go, please be sure to go upstairs and sit downstairs, the slave family will offer some bone-setting medicine, talk about your heart, please come in!" As she spoke, the little girl picked up the pole on the ground, and made a gesture of inviting with her right hand.

Zhong Hao saw that it was difficult to resist, so he followed the little girl into the courtyard.

When I got up to the small building, I just stepped into the hall and felt that my eyes lit up.

There is a pair of elegant ink landscape paintings hanging on the wall facing the hall, there are two pots of Junzi Orchid in several cases, a bookcase on the wall, and a cabinet of books on the bookcase, all of which are beautifully bound, full of books, and elegant and good.

A woman in white kneeling behind a small Tang-style case with a zither is placed, with a bit of bookish atmosphere, quite an intellectual beauty, and the picture is like a perfect picture of a classical lady.

"The falling flowers are speechless, people are as light as chrysanthemums, the age of the book is beautiful, and it is said to be readable", Zhong Hao suddenly burst out of these words in his heart, and seemed to feel that it was more appropriate to describe the woman in front of him.

When the woman in white saw Zhong Hao enter the hall, she stood up elegantly from behind the guzheng, came to Zhong Hao with a curling smile, and gently bowed: "The little maid accidentally left the pole and injured the son, and the slave family apologizes to the son." Ye Yihan, a slave, dare not ask your son's surname? ”

Zhong Hao only felt that the beauty in front of him was exhaling like an orchid, and there was a wisp of fragrance on her body, and he couldn't help but look at her beautiful and delicious face a little distracted. After a while, Zhong Hao reacted and said, "It's okay, it's a little thing, Miss Ye is polite, under Zhong Hao." ”

Ye Yihan often corresponded with some literati and scholars, and it was not uncommon for someone to lose his mind about her beauty when they met for the first time. However, most of the literati are more tactful and subtle, it is still rare to look at Zhong Hao so directly, Ye Yihan can't help but have a slightly hot face, and a faint blush floats on her white jade-like pink cheeks, but she is not angry, but a little secretly happy, just a little unnatural, and said in a clear voice at the moment: "Zhong Gongzi, please sit, Xiaoyue looks at the tea." ”

Xiao Yue moved quickly, and after a while, two cups of hot tea and a few delicate small refreshments were put on the table.

Zhong Hao took a sip of tea, the tea was fragrant, it was indeed a good tea. Of course, the reason why Zhong Hao thinks it is good is mainly because this tea is brewed with simple boiling water without adding any condiments. At this time, the tea drinking habits of the rich and noble families of the Great Song Dynasty were different from those of later generations, and they liked to add condiments such as onions, ginger, garlic, cinnamon, and salt to make tea, and Zhong Hao was really unaccustomed to drinking them.

"The slave family likes light, and they don't like to add condiments to tea, and I hope that Zhong Gongzi will not dislike the light tea!"

"It's okay, I like to drink tea in the next place!" Zhong Hao was telling the truth.

"Looking at the child's elegant temperament, he must be a person who reads poetry and books."

"I've read a few books, but I've learned nothing, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed! However, the girl's piano skills are really high, and after listening to it, she is like hearing fairy sounds. ”

"Zhong Gongzi is really awarded."

At this time, the maid Xiaoyue entered the hall with bone-setting medicine and wine, and said with a smile: "Zhong Gongzi doesn't have to be too modest, Gongzi must be very talented, and he must be good at making poetry, right?" When I opened the window just now, I was listening to my son's poetry, and what 'just frowned, and went to my heart', must be a good word. ”

"Ah, it's abrupt, I was infected by the sound of the young lady's piano just now, and I felt it, and I came out casually, I was presumptuous, and I ask the girl to forgive me."

"Why is it abrupt, I don't know if the slave's clumsy piano sound can still get Gongzi Faer? Childe's words must be excellent, I wonder if the slave family can be lucky enough to hear the whole word? ”

"The sound of the girl's piano is like a fairy sound, it is intoxicating to listen to it, and it is a blessing to be able to listen to the young lady's song. Uh, it's just that the words below are really unbearable, and it's hard to get into Miss Ye's law, so don't say it! ”

"Childe's words must be excellent, is it because the slave family is not worthy of hearing Childe's words, so he deliberately shirked it?"

"No, no!" Zhong Hao hurriedly explained.

Zhong Hao couldn't get rid of it, he listened to other people's songs, people wanted to listen to their own words, and he didn't chant, so he was stingy, so he had to let Li Qingzhao's song "One Cut Plum" come out in advance.

Zhong Hao whispered:

"The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn, lightly relieve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

After hearing this, Ye Yihan and Xiaoyue couldn't help but be a little stunned, and silently savored the lyrics.

Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure....... What a talented person can make such a beautiful lovesick word, and say that it is clumsy, can there be such a beautiful clumsy work? If this word is a woman's lovesickness, it may be easy to write. However, what is in front of me is that this word is done by the young scholar in front of him, not because of lovesickness, but purely with perfect words, vividly depicting the beautiful lovesickness of a lady, oh my God! How angry this person is. Zhong Hao didn't know that the two of them had already decided in their hearts that he was extremely talented.

Looking at the shocked expressions of Ye Yihan's master and servant, Zhong Hao couldn't help but wonder a little: Although this poem is good, there is no need to exaggerate it so much. Later generations Zhong Hao has read a lot of good words that have been handed down, and he has some aesthetic fatigue, how does he know the shocking feeling of people seeing amazing words in ancient times, you must know that the words that can be passed down for thousands of years to Zhong Hao's later era are the first classics.

Zhong Hao didn't know at the moment that the second daughter not only regarded him as a talented person, but also regarded her as a life-saving straw.

Ye Yihan looked at Zhong Hao and bit his red lip lightly, his mind was full of thoughts, and finally he told his life experience faintly.

Ye Yihan said: As the head brand of "Drunken Cloud Building", the reason why she was able to live alone in a quiet courtyard and protect her innocent identity was because of the signboard of 'Oiran'. It is precisely because of her identity as an "Oiran" that she can maintain her detached identity, so that no one dares to force her to do what she does not want to do. If she didn't have the status of "Oiran", maybe it wouldn't be long before she became the plaything of a powerful person. Ye Yihan's greatest wish is to maintain his innocent identity, save enough money to redeem himself, and earn a free body.

Ye Yihan can become an Oiran because of his superb guzheng playing and beautiful singing voice. Now the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and the annual Mid-Autumn Festival Nanyang Poetry Meeting is about to be held. The annual Oiran Selection Contest is the finale of the Nanyang Poetry Club. But now, Ye Yihan has asked talented people to compose lyrics everywhere, but none of them are of good quality. Without good words, you can't give full play to your advantage of being good at singing. If you just rely on the guzheng to play, it is difficult to be the opponent of Liu Piaopiao singing and dancing in the "Little Southern Country", not to mention that Liu Piaopiao is also very good at pipa.

Yesterday, I finally asked someone to invite Su Yuefei, the first genius in Qingzhou, but he actually had to serve the pillow by himself, so he was willing to write lyrics for himself, and hinted that if he didn't agree, he would write lyrics for Liu Piaopiao, his biggest competitor "Little Nanguo". didn't expect Su Yuefei, who has always been sanctimonious, to take advantage of people's danger so much, she categorically refused. This morning, she was depressed about this matter, so she expressed her feelings with the piano and felt sorry for herself.

After listening to Ye Yihan's mournful talk about his difficulties, and telling about his own suffering from being an official lady to a green building, but being clean and self-reliant, Zhong Hao couldn't help but feel sorry for this talented and self-reliant girl.

Ye Yihan got up and bowed deeply: "Ask the son to give a word to tide over the difficulties, the slave family will never forget it in this life." ”

Xiao Yue also said to the side: "My girl is really a hard-working person, Childe is a good person, please ask Childe to help her." ”

"It's not a secret, it's just a snack shop. I haven't finished studying, my knowledge is shallow, and I have done a few crooked words, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get into Miss Ye's eyes, and I am really powerless. ”

Xiao Yue urged on the side: "Don't be modest, just rely on that random song "A Cut Plum", it is not an exaggeration to say that Childe is a great talent." Even Su Yuefei, who is known as the first genius in Qingzhou, may not be as talented as a son. Please, son, help my girl. ”

Zhong Hao is also a person who pities flowers and cherishes jade, and when he saw the two beauties begging for himself, he really couldn't refuse ruthlessly, so he had to say: "Then let's make a song "Water Tune Song Head". ”

Su Xian, I'm sorry, let your song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" came out in advance. Well, anyway, your talent is so high, it's not bad for this word. Now that you're too young to write such deep words, I'll write it for you first!

Xiao Yue listened to Zhong Hao's words, and couldn't help cheering, and said, "The slave family went to prepare stationery for the son!" ”

Xiao Yue spread a large-sized Xue Tao note on several cases, and put the pen holder on several cases, and let Zhong Hao choose the brush by himself. Xiao Yue picked up a piece of rosin ink on the side, added a little water to a fine Qingzhou purple gold stone inkstone, and gently grinded it.

Zhong Hao recalled Su Xian's "Water Tune Song Head, When Will the Bright Moon Be There" in his mind, and when Xiaoyue finished studying the ink, he picked out a small lake pen, stood next to the desk, and groaned slightly, and then began to hang his wrist and write.

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is unbearable, and I dance to find out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and what is biased towards other times. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

Zhong Hao used a beautiful small block to sprinkle this Mid-Autumn Festival poem that has been passed down through the ages on the white paper of Xue Tao in one go.

After Zhong Hao finished writing, Ye Yihan and Xiaoyue were already distracted, and couldn't help but think: What kind of talent can write good words. This word is written on the moon, and the sentences are floating with immortals, which are beautiful and not like the mortal world. The next que writes people, and the joys and sorrows are just like the lack of the moon and the full moon, and the flowers bloom and fall. See things and think about people, in order to send the end of the world to the bright moon.

The whole word is set up in a beautiful and majestic scene, such as a vast cold world under the moonlight, and an open space where the heavens and the earth gallop back and forth. Combining this background with the author's open-mindedness and optimism that transcends his own joy and sorrow, it clearly expresses the author's clear-sighted, chic and elegant feelings.

If this song is accompanied by a tune, once sung, it is definitely a classic among the classics, and Ye Yihan has even seen the shocking scene of the audience after singing this song at the Nanyang Poetry Conference......

When Ye Yihan pulled his distant mind back to reality, he found that Zhong Hao had disappeared. Looking at Xiao Yue, who was still looking at the words on the side, he couldn't help but shake his head, it was estimated that his master and servant left when they were distracted.

Look at the words written in elegant small letters on Xue Tao's note, is this really written by a person who runs a snack shop? The devil believes it.

Ye Yihan couldn't help but pouted a little funny, this person is really an interesting person!

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