On the small boat, after Lu Cheng left, everyone continued to compose poems. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

And every time someone's poem appears, when Zheng Yao comments on it, he always brings Lu Cheng in his words. For example, if Lu can write a poem, tonight will definitely be worth the trip.

Zuo Guoji and Li Lian also heard the ridicule in Zheng Yao's words, in fact, they had such feelings since the other party repeatedly forced Lu Cheng to compose poems.

The two have always been good friends with Lu Cheng, and they were a little unhappy when they heard these words, but they didn't want to turn their faces with Zheng Yao in public, so they just quietly diverted the topic.

Zheng Yao's little trick failed several times, and he was a little angry in his heart, and decided to poke out the previous competition between Lu Cheng and Liang Wenhan to try the piano skills.

He turned to the crowd and said, "You don't know yet, do you? This Lu case leader is not only very talented, but also good at playing the piano, and he ...... in Lanyang County that day."

"Zheng Gongzi!"

Wang Xueyuan suddenly interrupted him and asked, "Behind the scenes, the right and wrong of people are also the actions of a gentleman?" ”

“……”

Zheng Yao choked her words to death, but she couldn't refute them. Then there is the fact that the other party is just a little woman, and arguing with her by herself will fall into the inferior, which will make people feel that they are narrow-minded and have a small belly.

He stopped talking in a daze, and turned to look at Shen Yi who was sitting on the side: "Shen Gongzi, since you are a friend of Lu's case, you must also be extraordinary, why don't you write a poem for us to appreciate?" ”

Shen Yi couldn't get used to this kind of goods for a long time, but he didn't expect that before he could speak, people would target him first.

He couldn't understand why Lu Cheng's talent was unwilling to compose poetry in public?

Originally, I still wanted to show off and get out of the limelight. It's good now, he doesn't write poems, and he was invited by the county lord, how should he deal with it?

Shen Yi looked at the folding fan in his hand, the poem inscribed by Lu Cheng on the fan was not bad, the key was that it had been circulated a long time ago, and it must not be used to fill the scene now.

"Huh?"

With a casual glance, he found the folding fan that Lu Cheng had left on his seat. His intuition told him that there should be a new poem on it."

As early as the afternoon, when he went to pick up Lu Cheng, he found this fan, and when he asked the other party to show him the content on it, he was sternly refused.

Now...... Hey, hey, hey!

Shen Yi took the folding fan without hesitation and opened it in front of him to watch.

Just when Zheng Yao and the others were puzzled, he suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Brother Xianchun is really too modest, he obviously has a good work in hand, but he doesn't want to show it in public." Such conduct is really admirable! ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, Li Lian, who was sitting next to Shen Yi, immediately came over, and after seeing the words on the folding fan, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded and praised: "Good words, Brother Lu is really talented!" ”

Seeing this, Zuo Guoji was also interested, and hurriedly urged: "What a good word, read it out quickly!" Brother Li, you don't have to sell Guan Zi anymore and whet our appetite, right? ”

"This ......"

Li Lian hesitated: "Brother Lu is not here now, isn't it good for us to behave like this?" Or wait for him to come back and ......."

"No, no, no!"

Shen Yi interrupted excitedly: "Brother Lu and I are like brothers, if he wants to blame him later, you will say that I did it!" ”

With such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced, how could Shen Yi let it go?

At the beginning, he was actually not sure how good this word was, after all, his appreciation ability was limited, and he knew that Lu Cheng would not make too bad poems, but he was not sure that this word must be a masterpiece.

Li Lian's words of praise seemed to reassure him, and he no longer worried that he would be embarrassed by Lu Cheng.

Now that someone has come out to take the pot, everyone doesn't need to hesitate anymore.

Under the urging of Zuo Guoji and others, Li Lian took the folding fan from Shen Yi's hand, looked at it and said with a smile: "It's a mulberry picking song, titled Mingyue should laugh at me, everyone listen to ......."

"Mingyue should laugh at me affectionately, laugh at me now, lonely and sad, wandering alone. Recently, I'm afraid to talk about current events, so I'm knitting Lan Xiang. The moon is shallow and the light is deep, where to find the clouds in the dream? ”

Lu Cheng's previous inscription on the folding fan was recited rhythmically by his mouth. After listening to this, everyone present could not come back to their senses for a long time.

Especially Zheng Yao, who was really dumbfounded at this time, scolded secretly in his heart: "This Lu Cheng ...... Actually said that the stomach is empty and there is nothing good? ”

Not a masterpiece?

If this is not a good work, then what is the poetry we make?

Previously, Zheng Yao thought that the poem he bought was good, but now when he compared it with Lu Cheng's poem, he immediately came to a conclusion that he couldn't accept, his own poem ...... It's shit in front of his words!

This poem, whether in terms of words or artistic conception, or even the rhythm, has left itself several streets away. Listen to the opening sentence of others, Mingyue should laugh at me affectionately, there is more of a generation of lyricist Su Dongpo's first song of the taste of slave Jiao?

The old country fugue, affectionate should laugh at me, born early.

Mingyue should laugh at me if she is amorous......

Comparing the two, what is your poem not shit?

The truth is really cruel!

At this moment, Zheng Yao really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. Thanks to his previous ridicule, he deliberately belittled Lu Cheng in his words. Now, who would believe their own nonsense?

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At midnight, the poetry meeting has entered its final stage.

Although the night ban will be relaxed tonight, even if you play until dawn, there will be no problem, but as soon as the time passes, many people will leave. Most of the literati lack exercise, their bodies and bones are not good, and once they get old, they are riddled with diseases and lack of energy.

Of course, there are people who are both civil and military, but there are very few such people.

The famous Confucians have all gone back, what are the young people still doing here?

It's better to find a good place to find flowers and ask the willows to come freely.

At this stage, good poems have basically come out one after another, although there are not many, but there are always three or two good works.

In the small pavilion, Wu Tixue, dressed in civilian clothes, held a piece of paper in his hand, on which was copied a poem by a person. After reading it carefully, he handed the note to He Zhifu, who was sitting on the side, and said with a smile: "This poem is elegant, it is really good!" ”

After He Zhifu took the poem, he handed him a piece of paper back, and said with the same smile: "It's not bad for Xia Guan to read this poem, Lord Wu will also take a look at it first, and then taste it." ”

Feng Tuiguan, who was on the side, suddenly spoke at this time: "Strange, really strange!" ”

Wei Zhixian, who was sitting next to him, heard the words and wondered: "Lord Feng has discovered what a strange thing, why hasn't the officials noticed it?" ”

Feng Tuiguan replied with a smile: "With such a grand event tonight, why don't you see the poems of Lu Cheng, the head of this case?" Could it be that he just didn't have time to come over? ”

Wu Tixue frowned when he heard this, but he just glanced up at him, and then continued to look down at the words in his hand.

These people here have all lived into human spirits, how can they not smell the smell of gunpowder?

But it's none of their business, they all have a high-minded attitude, looking at their noses and noses, and looking at their hearts, as if they didn't hear or see.

"You mean Lu Cheng?"

A richly dressed young man picked up the wine glass in front of him, took a sip, and then smiled at everyone: "I heard that this person is quite talented, it is that famous man Li Mengyang, and they all praise him, maybe he happened to have something to delay tonight." Lord Feng, are you right? ”

This young man is the prince of Zhou who is now in Kaifeng Mansion - Zhu Muxian, in the fourteenth year of Hongzhi, he was awarded the title of prince by the general of Zhenguo, and Zhu Yurou, the lord of Xiangfu County, is the sister of his mother's compatriots.

When Feng Tuiguan heard this, the expression on his face became a little unnatural, and he nodded hurriedly: "Exactly, the prince is reasonable......

Previously, he and Wei Zhixian refuted the county lord's face, and also tried to take the opportunity to harm Lu Cheng and take away his fame. Now in the words of this Zhou prince, there is obviously a bit of a smell of Xingshi asking for sin, how dare he say more?

It is true that the vassal king has no judicial power, but he is also a member of the royal family, a powerful party, how can you allow a little pusher to be presumptuous in front of him?

The previous incident was not big, but it was not small, but once he annoyed the young prince, he would go to the court and impeach himself.

After Wu Tixue carefully read the poem in his hand, he made another comment. At this moment, several new poems were sent and presented to everyone present.

The last batch of poems sent was the work of Lu Cheng and others.

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(PS: Zhu Yuanzhang's name for his descendants is too 6, that word is wood + review, I tried for a long time and couldn't type, and it was copied and became?) Number. Also, ask for recommendation votes! ）