Bai Peony glanced at Lu Siniang with some envy, took Lu Siniang's hand and said it's simple. This girl was taken in by me on the way to Luoyang. Not a ticker. This time I came to Luoyang to meet the world with me, and I reissued a road guide and a roster for her. All you need to do is go to the yamen to go through the reception procedures and come to your house. Ye Sheng was overjoyed when he heard this, and said happily: "Thank you so much, girl."

Bai Peony walked to Ye Sheng's side with a smile on his face, pretending to be ambiguous and holding Ye Sheng's hand and said mischievously: "Ye Gongzi, can the slave family often come to Luoyang to visit you in the future." "Ye Sheng was unmarried in his previous life, and his resistance to such a mature and amorous woman is really average. Although my face was a little red at that time. But after all, where is the experience in the previous life, and the stunt that he practiced in college was first light, and he stretched out his hands to hold the little hand of the white peony without looking for a trace. Affectionate eyes carefully look at the hands of the white peony. I saw that those two hands were very beautiful. The show is narrow and slender, but it is rich and white, the nails are blue, soft and pearled, and the hand is so gentle and soft, Ye Sheng's focused gaze saw the beautiful face of the white peony from his hand. Then he said gently, with a pun on the tone: "The door of the Ye Mansion is open like you at any time, and my door is always welcome to you." ”

After Ye Sheng finished saying this, his focused gaze fell affectionately on Bai Peony's face, and the long-standing Bai Peony suddenly felt her heartbeat involuntarily, she didn't act panicked, after all, she had trained her calmness. She didn't panic like a little girl who had never been in the world, but her face turned red all of a sudden, like a red-hot hairy crab, very red. But she still nodded slowly, smiled back, and then found an excuse to calm down without looking for a trace.

Ye Sheng smiled proudly, and Xiao Xiang still wanted to play ambiguously with himself. Then he turned around and walked towards Qian Gong, who was already full of students standing in front of him, and everyone listened to Qian Weiyan and several Confucians judging the poems together, which was very lively. Everyone was silent when they saw Ye Sheng coming. I was afraid that Ye Sheng was making a poem, so that this poetry meeting would become Ye Sheng's special session, and Ye Sheng was secretly happy when he watched it. Ye Sheng pretended not to see the expressions of these students. Calmly walked in front of everyone. Qian Gong smiled slightly when he saw him, thinking that the child was messing around, so he ignored it.

In fact, to hold a literary meeting, Qian Gong, as the supreme governor of Luoyang, has such an idea, holding a poetry meeting can find geniuses is more wonderful, but geniuses can appear a few, and it is not cabbage after all. They are all young people, their knowledge is not comprehensive, and their minds are immature, where can they write any amazing masterpieces?

The result is not important, it is the process that matters.

I did a very meaningful thing in Luoyang, and it was enough to spread it to the capital.

The attitude is still very cautious.

The mainstream of literature in the Song Dynasty was still poems and articles, and the word was only an amateur style, and in his spare time, scholars sometimes went to prostitutes, laughed for the Pomeranians, and wrote some fragrant lyrics and songs for the beauties to sing. Therefore, he can't go to the hall of elegance and is called poetry.

The scholars of the Song Dynasty wrote articles or poems in a serious manner, but after writing poems, just like the Five Dynasties, they wrote some beautiful things, which made it even more inferior and not taken seriously. In fact, the poetry of the Song Dynasty is also facing a turning point at this time, but it has not yet come.

Qian Gong led the officials, personally stood by several long cases to watch, and when he met those who felt good about the words and poems, he asked the officials to dry the ink and spread it to the nearby scholars or squires.

At this time, Shen Pengyuan, the old man, came out of nowhere, looked at Ye Sheng and said, "The poem that Xie Yuangong wrote just now seems to have been written by someone in the Mid-Autumn Festival before. Didn't you pay for it? Ye Sheng couldn't help laughing: "Shen Tongnian, you know where to sell it, tell me, I'll buy it once and buy more, it will be easy to use in the future." ”

Saying that, he walked to the long case frankly!

didn't say anything, but looked at Lu Siniang, who was not in the crowd and almost disappeared, and said, "Lu Siniang, can you come out and say a few words?" ”

Lu Siniang didn't make a sound, and said in her heart that you are in the limelight, what are you doing with me, a hard-working crossing girl?

However, everyone didn't expect that Qian Gong actually spoke, saying, "Lu Siniang, you can come out for a while." "Zhizhou has a life, Lu Siniang has a bitter face, and can only come out.

In the face of almost all the ridicule, Ye Yidu was very calm, and asked gently: "Lu Siniang, I have learned piano skills from my father for a period of time since I was a child. Later, he was stubborn and forgetful. I just heard you play "Yangguan Three Stacks" today, and my heart is full of emotion. Your piano skills are very exquisite, I want to redeem you from the Green Pavilion and teach me piano skills, are you willing? Lu Siniang was shocked in her heart, thinking that she had asked for the white peony just now. What's going on now?

Qian Gong smiled slightly when he heard this, and said: "If you can write a poem, make a certain person feel that you are better than last time, and a certain can make the decision for you." The singer gave it to you, and she also gave it to the house. ”

Everyone will say cool things, you have to show real skills to prove your talent.

Sihu said in a low voice: "Qian Gong, let him mess around, it's not good." ”

"Sihu, you're in love."

Chen Siniang said in a low voice: "The slave is according to the will of Qian Gong." ”

Ning Er glared at Lu Siniang fiercely, and thought in her heart, what are you doing, so ugly, and your appearance is not as far as Miss, how smart our little Langjun is, I am reluctant to redeem you!

Small. Immature thoughts.

Ye Shengke knew how much influence his reputation had, and he was not dissatisfied with her hesitant attitude, he smiled mildly and said, "Lu Siniang, I won't let you down today." ”

Then he turned to Qian Gong and said, "Thanks to Qian Gong's love, let the kid show his style." Just now I just heard Lu Siniang's beautiful piano sound, the song is "Yangguan Three Stacks", so the name of the poem that the kid wrote today is called Three Stacks of Yangchun. ”

"Triassic Yangchun? Good name. Xiao Langjun, you have to think twice. "Ordinary people can't hear it. But Qian Gong heard the weight from this name. It's easy to write poems, it's not in the scientific examination, it's not in the situation, you need to think about it, every student usually writes a few poems, and then after repeated revisions, take them out and recite them when needed. Ninety percent of the poems written by students today, with the exception of a few questionable poems, are true.

This son wants to write a three-fold Yangchun, I don't know what the content is, so it has something to do with the "Yangguan Three-Stack" played by Lu Siniang just now. No one could have imagined that Lu Siniang would play this piece on the spot, indicating that he played it on the spot.