Chapter 353: The Poet
The dozen or so women knelt down together and said in unison, "Please let Madame go." ”
"All right, get up, all of you. I don't blame you, I just want you sisters to live in harmony. Working together to make money for Wu's mother is. As she spoke, Zhang Xixi glanced at Mother Wu.
Wu's mother was frightened. Then he smiled and said: "Look at what Mrs. said, it seems that the old body loves money." ”
"Mother Wu, don't be modest. But you have to take good care of these girls in the future, they are not easy. Zhang Xixi said.
"Yes, the old man wrote it down." Mother Wu bent over.
"Okay, Zi'er, you go and invite Xianggong here, let's watch the show together." Zhang Xixi commanded.
Zi'er went, and Zhang Xixi looked at Ah Fang and her sisters again.
The five sisters are very grateful to Zhang Xixi, and they will never be bullied by Hongliu again in the future.
The performance was very exciting, and Chuniel, as the starring role, showed eighteen kinds of martial arts.
"Mother Wu, is it better for me or is she better?" Zhang Xixi watched Chunni's performance while asking Wu's mother who was waiting beside her.
"Naturally, Madame's demeanor at that time was even better." Mother Wu smiled.
"Well, but this Chuniel is also very promising!" Zhang Xixi said.
"Well, but I still need to train well." Wu's mother said.
Zhang Xixi nodded and continued to watch the performance.
After the wonderful performance, Zhao Tongju and Lord Zhizhou arranged a banquet again. specially entertained Liu Yong and Zhang Xixi. This is a small private room on the top of the building. Sitting inside, you can see the scenery of the entire Meizhou City.
At this time, thousands of lights are lit up, and it is peaceful.
In the private room, Chunnier herself played and sang to help the fun. And there are ten maids waiting for the wine bureau on the side. Mother Wu was even more on the side, not daring to move around without permission.
During the banquet, Lord Zhizhou and Zhao Tongju both admired Liu Yong's ability to take out so much money to help the victims. At the same time, it also indirectly helped the state government to resettle the victims.
Liu Yong was just modest, just saying that he was from Qingshen County and should do something for the blind dates. And not arrogant.
This made Lord Zhizhou and Zhao Tongju even more admirable. After that, they asked Liu Yong what he planned to do next, and Liu Yong just dealt with it casually.
Of course, his next step is to inspect Goosehead Mountain. Of course, it was inspected, because the army in the mountains belonged to him Liu Yong.
Liu Yong was also accustomed to banquets, and all the banqueters' questions and flattering words were almost the same. When you see them open their mouths, you know what to say. He's basically listening to his left ear and his right ear popping up.
The dishes are very exquisite, and a few things are ordered by Wu's mother in person when she goes to Hongyan Tower.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Liu Yong stopped eating. No matter how delicate and delicious the dishes are, he has eaten them all, and he will not miss the wine table.
He said, "Two adults, it's not too early, let's disperse!" ”
"Okay, then let's go." The two adults stood up and said.
So, Zhang Xixi said goodbye to her sisters again, saying that she might stay here for ten days and half a month, and let the sisters go to the house to play. He also told Wu's mother to give them leave. Mother Wu naturally agreed.
And the five sisters studied it and went the next day. Zhang Xixi accepted it. And Wu's mother agreed.
There is no black sheep in the music square, and Zhang Xixi is also relieved. got into the carriage and went home with Liu Yong.
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Liu Yong's house is also very lively, and Ouyang Lanlan is leading everyone to practice writing poems. It's noisy and noisy, like the Grand View Garden in the Dream of Red Mansions.
Seeing Liu Yong and Zhang Xixi coming back, Ouyang Lanlan pulled the two of them to join the ranks of writing poems. And I have to ask Liu Yong to write a poem. Liu Yong began to think. What good poems were there after the Song Dynasty? After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly thought of a poem, so I wrote it down. Not to mention, his calligraphy level has been good in the past few years since he came to the Great Song Dynasty.
The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.
Success or failure turns empty.
The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.
On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.
How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.
"How?" Liu Yong threw the pen away, clapped his hands and asked.
Ouyang Lanlan picked up the paper and read it again, and her big eyes immediately lit up. Exclaimed: "Wow, good words, what good words!"
The tone of the first words is generous and tragic, and the meaning is endless, which makes people feel relieved to read it, and can't help but add a thousand emotions to their hearts. While making people feel desolate and tragic, it also creates a calm and quiet atmosphere, and reflects a lofty artistic conception and a profound philosophy of life. Xianggong, it's a waste if you don't become a lyricist! ”
Ouyang Lanlan's comments were confusing, but they were amazed. Although they don't understand the artistic conception of words. But this poem gives people an artistic conception when it is read. Very good indeed.
But they didn't know that this poem was copied by Liu Yong.
At this time, Liu Yong was smug and thought to himself: "If this poem is passed down, will the author of the Ming Dynasty be angry and cry?" Hehe, kind of interesting. ”
Ouyang Lanlan read it again, and then gave the manuscript to Zhang Xixi and others to read, while she looked at her husband with admiration.
Liu Yong deliberately held his head high and made a deep appearance of faint sadness, which showed the temperament of a poet.
"Wow, Xianggong is so handsome!" Ouyang Lanlan was crazy.
After that, the wives asked Liu Yong to make another song, but Liu Yong couldn't remember it anymore, so he said: "Hey! I'm tired tonight, so I'll write poems for my wife another day! Then he sighed poetically.
Ouyang Lanlan hurriedly grabbed it and said, "Xianggong, let Lan'er sleep with you tonight!" ”
Liu Yong smiled, then scraped the tip of Ouyang Lanlan's nose with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Okay, Lan'er will accompany me tonight." After speaking, he took Ouyang Lanlan's hand and left.
Ouyang Lanlan didn't forget to turn around and squeeze her eyes at the three sisters.
The three sisters glanced at each other, and they all went back to sleep.
Do you know what a woman looks like in bed in front of the man she admires?
I don't know, you have to ask Liu Yong about this.
Only he knew how tiring the night was.
So much so that I slept until the next day.
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These days, the convoy has been going all the way and encountering floods, and Liu Yong feels tired. He wanted to spend some time in this Meizhou City, because he still had a lot of ways to go. Because he decided to take his family all the way south from Meizhou City, to Guangzhou, and then go to the shipyard to order a big ship. Prepare for the ocean in a few years.
In the past few days, he just wanted to stay in the house, and all the visitors were gone. Even the new cargo manager he did not meet. Because I've seen it before.