After Zhao Hao returned to his seat, the host Lu Qing got up and said polite words such as "Thank you for coming to Pengwan to shine", and the peony flower party officially began.

Everyone staggered, and after three rounds of drinking, the peony flower party also reached its climax.

Lu Qing, the owner of Baihua Village, stood up, held the wine bottle in his hand, smiled all over his face, and said slowly: "Today's peony flowers are the most prosperous, on the occasion of this grand event, the old man asked for three visits, and invited the plum blossom monk to come forward and play a song for you." ”

The audience was silent for an instant, and then burst into a burst of applause and thunderous cheers.

Zhao Hao was confused, and asked Liang Lie next to him in confusion: "Who is Merlin Jushi, is he very awesome?" ”

Liang Lie was asked by him at first glance, and immediately showed an innocent look, and shook his head desperately.

"Merlin is a layman, and his piano skills are famous in Jiangnan. Three years ago, the halal lay people had heard a song of it, shocked by the sound of heaven, since then the Meilin monks are becoming more and more famous, but their nature is indifferent, Jiangning City is proud of its song, but it is not possible to ask for it at any cost. ”

It was Zhao Ling who answered him.

Zhao Hao nodded, but secretly wondered in his heart. I'll go, although Uncle Yun is a thief, he is also quite gossipy, and I know a lot about this kind of entertainment news.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Merlin is polite!" A clear and cold voice came from the southeast corner, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw a long silk satin curtain hanging in the southeast corner, like a silk wall, and the cold and soft voice came from behind the curtain, and behind the hazy silk curtain, a slender figure worshipped.

The fingertips were lightly raised, and the sound of the piano jingled into the air, and the audience was silent for an instant, no one made a sound, and even the sound of the needle landing on the ground could be heard clearly.

The sound of the piano is murmuring. In an instant, people have been in the peony bushes, the flowers are blooming petals, white as snow, red as the glow, and the tender stamens exude a faint fragrance; The spring is bright, the spring breeze is blowing, the colorful butterflies are flying around the flowers, and the clothes are flying when walking among the flowers; is relaxed and happy, suddenly there is a beautiful person in the flowers, drifting snow, sleeves dancing clouds, human face peony red, this person should only be in the sky, when to descend to the world...... When the scenery is beautiful, the sound of the piano suddenly turns again, clear and elegant, flying freely, like a wisp of clouds in the blue sky, such as a fishing song on a moonlit night in the spring river, like a rainbow in the early sunshine after the rain, white, fresh, ethereal......

At the end of the song, everyone in the whole hall was drunk by the sound of the piano, and the sound was quiet, as if in a dream, no one dared to make the slightest sound, as if they were afraid of breaking the beautiful atmosphere created by the sound of the piano.

"The heart of the piano is like jade, unparalleled in the world!"

Lu Qing, the owner of Baihua Village, stood up and expressed his heartfelt admiration.

As soon as Lu Qing's words fell, the audience woke up like a dream, and the applause was thunderous.

, it's really amazing, this will be in the future generations, and he will definitely be the ear holder of the music industry!

Zhao Hao couldn't help but admire, and when he raised his head, he saw that behind the silk curtain, a white slender figure had already stood up, hugged the qin and turned away.

Zhao Hao was about to turn back, when suddenly his heart moved again, and he found that the woman was walking very slowly, and her steps were unsteady, as if she would fall down if she walked fast.

With the departure of Merlin, the atmosphere of the banquet gradually became lively, and gradually moved towards the style of the poetry club. I saw that there was a staggered mix everywhere, drinking orders, tasting poems, appreciating peonies, and there were singers playing the piano and singing and dancing, so it was not lively.

When those literati talked about the growing popularity of poetry, I don't know who proposed to start poems with the theme of peony. At first, it was just a small range of fighting poems, but in the back, Lu Qing simply stood up and asked everyone in the hall to take peony as the theme, and those who are interested can leave a masterpiece, or poem, or word, or fu, and then let everyone appreciate it.

Next to Lu Qing, there sat a cadre of Jiangning Confucians, most of whom had passed the age of establishment, drinking wine and commenting on poetry. In front of them were new works sent from various tables.

Today's poems are mainly young people, and the quality is not high, Lu Qing frowned slightly, but in general, there are still a few poems of high quality, which makes him happy.

At this time, he was talking and laughing with a few Confucians, and the really good poems had come out, and it was estimated that there would be no good works in the future, so the two were discussing these excellent poems.

"Sanchun can be strange peony stamen, half leaning on the Zhulan color butterfly back. After this flower blooms, all the flowers will be dimmed, and it will return in the spring of the next year...... Duke Lu, although the Zheng family is prosperous thanks to the blessing of the queen, but it is also full of talents, the eldest son Zheng Ning is talented, early into the national prison, although the three sons Zheng Yu is arrogant, poetry skills are not bad, I heard that the next year will also enter the Taixue study, the future is immeasurable. ”

Lu Qing smiled slightly, picked up a song and said, "Although Zheng Yu's work is good, its character seems to be a little worse...... Compared with Xie Yu's masterpiece, after all, it is a little hot, I heard that Xie Yu will enter Taixue after March, this work is really extraordinary. You see...... The kite flies and the grass grows peonies, and the flowers are all gone. The thick green warbler cries, and the restaurant is sold by the post road bridge. Meet hand in hand to find Fang, full of drainage. The past is gone, and I still like Pan Lang's sideburns...... Is this song 'Ugly Slave' better? ”

While appreciating the poems, everyone chatted, and from time to time there were new poems, which were divided into several parts and passed on by everyone to read and taste. There are still good poems, but if you want to surpass Xie Yu's "Ugly Slave", I'm afraid it will still be almost level.

"Huh~" Lu Qing suddenly let out a soft exhalation, causing everyone to look at the poem in his hand.

"On a spring evening, a few apricots are fragrant. Compassion is light and cold, and the spring dream of Jinping is far away. The young willows are soft and soft, and the shadows of the flowers are hidden in the deep courtyard. The first time I tried a light shirt and painted a fan, the peony red was not exhibited...... Who composed this song 'Confession to the Golden Gate'...... Who is Xiangxue Jushi? ”

Everyone carefully appreciated the word, and felt that the artistic conception was very elegant, graceful and fresh, and it was indeed the best work in the word, and they all showed a surprised look.

A house slave quietly approached and whispered a few words in Lu Qing's ear, and Lu Qing's face suddenly showed a look of sudden realization.

"It turned out to be the daughter-in-law of the Wang family...... It's also a strange woman, no wonder the prince of Mancheng Wang Sun dreamed of it, I'm afraid it won't be in the pool. ”

Lu Qing's admiration, all the Confucian scholars understood, and unconsciously looked at Wang Jue's side.

At this time, Wang Jue has become a hot figure in the banquet, and from time to time there are young sons who go to toast and talk, including Xie Yu, Zheng Yu and others.

Opposite Wang Yu, there was a young man in purple who sat upright, half-covering his face with a folding fan, gently and slowly drinking the sake in the cup, looking at his nose and nose, looking at his heart, turning a blind eye to the people around Wang Jue, and never looking at anyone directly.

It's just that everyone in the hall gradually recognized her identity, and most of the teenagers who came to talk to her came to her.

"This brother, seeing each other is fate, in Xia Zhengyu, I don't know if I can give my brother a cup?"

“……”

Zheng Yu, the third son of the Zheng family, was born with red lips and white teeth, and his appearance was dignified, although his talent was not as good as his brother Zheng Ning, he also had a place in the Jiangning literary circle. Young and golden, dignified, prominent, full of literary brilliance, a typical rich and handsome enhanced version, I don't know how many Jiangning girls have been fascinated.

It's just that it doesn't seem to work in front of the purple-clothed girl dressed as a man, Zheng Yu stood with a wine glass and didn't get any response for a while, but Wang Jue didn't want to go, and drank a glass with Zheng Yu with a haha, and sent Zheng Yu away.

"This brother Tai is extraordinary, I don't know who Brother Wang is, can you recommend it?"

Compared with Zheng Yu, Xie Yu not only does not give in in all aspects, but also has three more talents, and his actions are much older than Zheng Yu. He took the route of saving the country with a curve, and quietly asked Wang Jue for introduction, but in the end he was still ruthlessly rejected, but after all, he did not show his face and did not lose face.

Zheng Yu and Xie Yu are already the best among the teenagers in the hall in all aspects, and the two of them are still treated so coldly, and the others don't need to say that they are there, everyone is here and they all come back in a hurry.

At this time, the poetry meeting has come to an end, and three excellent poems have been selected - Zheng Yu's "Appreciating Peony", Xie Yu's "Ugly Slave", and Xiangxue Jushi's "Telling the Golden Gate".

Lu Qing and other three great Confucians personally re-copied it on rice paper and hung it on the screen in the hall for everyone to enjoy.

After everyone shook their heads and read it, they all admired it and were ashamed of themselves. Especially after someone inquired about the identity of "Xiangxue Jushi", there was an uproar, and the eyes that looked at Wang Jue's side were a little stronger.

Since Zhao Hao entered the hall, he began to look around curiously, and watched the strange flowers and plants and bright spring light in the village by the railing, and then the piano sound of the Meilin monk and the song and dance of several singers made him very interested. However, after the peony flower club entered the poetry meeting mode, Zhao Hao felt bored and even bored.

One by one, they shook their heads and sang gorgeous sentences in a long tune, and a group of fools on the side applauded...... That scene, just like the singing and mourning in the countryside when I was a child, it looked so stupid and stupid, and Zhao Hao's embarrassment was committed, so he simply closed his eyes to recuperate, which was completely out of step with the style in the hall.

This scene inadvertently fell into Zheng Yu's eyes - he led the crowd to humiliate Zhao Hao once two years ago, and today he had been attracted by the first beauty in Jiangning, but after receiving the cold reception, he unconsciously fell his attention to Zhao Hao's side.

Zheng Yu smiled coldly, beckoned the house slave next to him to approach, and quietly gave a few orders, and the house slave went as promised.

"The four major mansions in Jiangning City have their own masterpieces selected, and Zhao Mansion is the only one missing...... It is rare for Zhao Gongzi to come today, why not ask Zhao Gongzi to leave a peony poem and gather the masterpieces of the four mansions, and let me wait for him to talk about it in the future, and there is an honor. ”

Zhao Hao was closing his eyes and recuperating, his mind was groggy, and he suddenly heard the three words "Zhao Gongzi", and he didn't feel a sense of excitement, and listened carefully to the man's words.

Just when Zhao Hao was messy, many people had already echoed him.

"Yes, if the four major mansions of Jiangning recite the masterpiece of peony, it will become a good story in the future."

"Zhao Gongzi is the son of the clan, the blood of the official family, and his work must be good."

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PS: Well, it's not that the author doesn't work hard to update, it's that the author is unwilling to join the 2000-word party...... According to the practice of the old bird author, the new book period is 2,000 words a piece, two chapters a day of 4,000 words, less than 30,000 words a week, and it is also called a daily double update. Although the author has a double update every day, he has updated more than 40,000 words a week......

The rule of the new book period is that it is not appropriate to change more, please understand...... By the way, there is a shift at 19 o'clock tonight.