After the transcription was finished, he put down his pen, picked up the paper on which the verses were copied, and stared at it in thought, "...... The poem is really beautiful, but the meaning is very vague, just say the two sentences of the sea, itself does not refer exactly, this is not to mention, poetically speaking, the pearl of the sea and the moon has tears, giving people a feeling of desolation, the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking, and it gives people a warm feeling...... Put these two sentences together, what exactly do you want to say......"

He stared at it for a moment, put the paper on the table, and groaned, at this time another middle-aged man reached out and took the note, and also pondered, "These two sentences are really beautiful, even if they don't have any meaning, put them there, they are enough to move people......"

These two people are Keqing, the middle-aged man who copied the poems is Yuanzhen's Keqing Zuo Jiyuan, and the other is Yuanji's Keqing Song Wenyu, although the two of them are not based on poetry as the way to enter their bodies, but they are also quite good at poetry, so Yuanzhen Yuanji brought them when he came. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

They commented on it briefly, and the two brothers on the other side chewed on the verse, and what they got was almost the same feeling. After a while, Yuan Ji seemed to remember something, and said to Ziyu again, "Ziyu girl, do you know who made this poem?" ”

"It's the boy who keeps coming in to get something to eat, you've seen it...... I went to the back mountain with my son, and I heard him chanting in the pine forest, so I wrote it down. ”

Hearing this answer, Yuan Ji looked slightly stunned, thought about it, and did have some impressions, the other party was not very old, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, in and out of the ground to catch peanuts and melon seeds to eat, smiled and shook his head, "That's all for these four sentences?" ”

"yes...... Childe said that the meaning of these four sentences alone cannot be discerned, and it is only possible to understand it by comparing the whole poem......"

"Ziyu, you're talking too much!" The tall woman had been sitting there quietly, and then she gave a lecture.

"It turns out that my aunt is also interested in these poems, and she has already made an evaluation." When Yuan Ji heard this, he was very interested and smiled at the tall woman.

"Well, there is something special about these poems." The tall woman couldn't help but speak at this time, so she had to respond briefly. Although she has this somewhat indifferent attitude, but on Yuanji's side, she is happy, the other party was invited by him, but after coming, she didn't see Yiyue, but she was depressed, and ran outside to relax, and now there is a little interest in her, but it is rare.

He has always known how to deal with each other, this opportunity will naturally not be let go in vain, and immediately with the attitude of asking for advice, he chatted with the tall woman about these four lines of poetry, Yuan Zhen also interjected, because it was talking about poetry, not a private topic, and then Zuo and Song also said a few words from the side, around this, but soon formed a topic, the atmosphere was slightly warmer.

At this time, approaching Haizheng, the people outside came in one after another, several of them walked through the open hall, directly to Yuanzhen Yuanji's position, and people kept getting up to greet them everywhere they passed, "Fu Lao, Yue Lao, Yan Lao......", these people also smiled and nodded in response, but did not stay, until they walked to Yuanzhen Yuanji's seat, Yuanzhen Yuanji They also got up, although the identity is special, but the other party is basically from Beijing officials, and their reputation is high, even if they are them, they must be courteous.

"I've seen Her Royal Highness the eldest princess...... His Royal Highness King Fu...... His Royal Highness King Zhao ...... "These people who came over smiled and saluted, in addition to Fu Xing and the other two directors of the poetry club, there are also two elders, one is Yue Yang, and the other is Yan Rusong, both of them are the same as Fu Xing, both are officials of Zhishi, and their poetic attainments are extraordinary. These five are the reviewers of the poems of the Tongshan Poetry Society tonight.

The tall woman smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

Yuan Zhen looked at her with both eyes, waited for a while, and saw that she really didn't mean to speak, so she smiled at Fu Xing and the others, "You are polite, you have already seen the ceremony when you first came, why do you need to see the ceremony again...... Elder Fu, Elder Yue, and Elder Yan are all lonely old acquaintances, and you don't have to be formal......"

As he said this, Yuan Ji also followed his words and chatted with Fu Xing and the others.

"Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess...... His Royal Highness King Fu...... His Royal Highness King Zhao...... The poem is about to begin, a good day and a happy thing, just looking forward to having fun......" The polite cold noise passed, Fu Xing and the others said, and they came over to say a word in advance to show respect for etiquette.

Yuan Zhen and the others all smiled and nodded, Fu Xing and the others were about to leave, but Yuan Ji picked up the piece of paper with the poems transcribed and handed it to Fu Xing, "Fu Lao, look at it, how are these four poems?" ”

Fu Xing had to stand still, took the note, Fu Xing looked at it, his eyes instantly became serious, and then handed the note to Yue Yang beside him, Yue Yang handed it to Yan Rusong after reading it, and then the other two also looked at it, everyone looked at each other, and they were all silent. In fact, what these four poems bring to them is also a kind of imagery beauty, but they are also at a loss as to what to express.

These four sentences are a bit like pun, the words are gorgeous, but I don't feel like they're piled up for the sake of beauty, and there is still an intentional rhyme and emotion in them...... It's just hard to figure out, I'm afraid I can see the whole picture of this poem, so I read it well. After half a ring, Fu Xing said something similar to that of a tall woman.

When Yue, Yan and the others heard this, they also nodded, looking deeply approving.

"Childe, the poem is about to start, that one, that son hasn't come in yet, will he really fall asleep...... His poems are so beautifully written, it would be a pity to miss them...... The little maid wanted to go over and call him......" Fu Xing and the others were exchanging verses on the paper, and Ziyu poked her head out at this time, and whispered behind the tall woman's ear. Since Fu Xing and the others have not left yet, there are not enough seats here, so they cannot be invited to sit down, out of courtesy, the tall woman is the same as Yuan Zhen Yuanji, it is inconvenient to sit down, so she can only stand temporarily, Ziyu probed behind her ear to speak, but it was not as noticeable when she was sitting.

Speaking of which, Ziyu naturally has a good impression of Jia Wei, at first because of the other party's casual and natural behavior, which made her feel funny, she was originally a poor girl, and she followed the eldest princess for a few years, and basically read the prosperity of this world, but she is still an ordinary folk girl in her bones, coming here, all the talented people are serious, gentle and elegant like jade, she admires is admiration, but it is inevitable to be alienated, Jia Wei is such a very fun, it seems to be approachable talent, for her, very fresh, Then there was another incident on the other side of the waterhole, she was called sister by Jia Wei a few times, and the distance was even closer, and now the poem was about to start, and Jia Wei had not yet come in, she was really a little anxious for the other party.

The tall woman turned around and glanced at Ziyu, and after a moment, nodded slightly.

"Childe, I knew you had the best heart, and I would definitely agree." Ziyu smiled and flattered.

The tall woman waved her hand impatiently, driving away this annoying little maid, Ziyu walked quickly through the open hall, walked out of the backyard door along the bamboo forest path, walked towards the pine forest, and walked halfway on, a figure came to meet her, Ziyu stood and looked at it fixedly, who is it not the lazy young man?

"Hey, don't you hurry up, Saishi is about to start!"

Ziyu shouted at the other party unceremoniously, but she was happy in her heart.

"Well, it's you, sister...... Is the poem about to start...... Did they tell you to call someone? No, no, there's no reason for my sister to call someone......" The figure of the young man opposite walked up, rubbed the corner of his forehead and said suspiciously.