"Student Xu Hanwen met with Master Liao and met with Master Xuezheng."

Xu Xian bowed to Lord Xiao Liao and Lord Xuezheng Lu.

Xiao Liao looked at Xu Xian a lot, and when he saw Xu Xian's talent, intelligence and aura, and outstanding temperament, he immediately liked it from his heart, this is what a young talent should look like in his mind.

"You're here, good." Lord Xiao Liao said to Xu Xian amiably.

At the end of the day, he called out to his subordinates, "Come, give me a seat." ”

Under the auspices of the steward, the subordinates quickly arranged a set of table seats in the front row of the talents, and the wine, vegetables, fruits, and snacks were all placed.

Xu Xian thanked him again, and then sat down calmly.

Everyone watched, and they all felt envious, jealous and hateful in their hearts, and there was no one else who was treated this way.

After Xu Xian took his seat, Master Xuezheng Lu first pretended to criticize Xu Xian harshly, and Xu Xian sincerely admitted his mistake.

"Xu Xian already knows that he is wrong, tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, please let Master Lu bypass him." Lord Liao smiled and made a conciliatory gesture.

"Yes, the subordinate obeys." Lord Xuezheng Lu said respectfully to Lord Xiao Liao, and then turned his face to Xu Xian and ordered, "You still don't thank Lord Liao for interceding for you!" ”

Xu Xian had no choice but to express his gratitude to Lord Xiao Liao.

Lord Xiao Liao said gently: "You're welcome. Zhang Gong, his old man's health is okay? ”

"The teacher is in good health, thank you for your concern." Xu Xian arched his hand and replied, "The kid will convey your greetings to the teacher." ”

Lord Xiao Liao nodded and said in a chatty tone: "Yesterday, I returned home from the capital and was about to visit Zhang Gong, but unexpectedly, Zhang Gong had already left Qiantang in the morning. It is a pity that I couldn't meet Zhang Gong when I went back to Qiantang this time. ”

After a pause, he changed the subject and said, "Your poems are very good. Tonight's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" you made just now we will taste together. ”

"The students are ashamed, they didn't expect the bad work to reach the ears of adults." Xu Xian said modestly.

At this time, someone behind suddenly shouted: "Xu Xian, I admire your talent." On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lord Xiao Liao and Lord Xuezheng are in front, you can't be humble, you must make at least one more Mid-Autumn Festival poem, in order to thank the two adults for their high hopes for you! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, you can make such a good poem in the Zhilan Poetry Club, and you should make a good poem in Xiao Liao and Xuezheng."

Other talents immediately followed suit and added fuel to the fire.

Li Yuanli saw that all the talented people were coaxing Xu Xian like this, and he couldn't help but feel anxious for Xu Xian.

How can a good poem be so easy to make? Whose Mid-Autumn Festival poems weren't prepared at least a month in advance?

"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" is already a very rare high-grade good poem, and it is impossible to temporarily make a high-grade poem that is better than "Wangyue Huaiyuan". Even if it's comparable, or even slightly worse, it's almost impossible to do.

Although he admired Xu Xian's poetic talent, he didn't think that Xu Xian could really make another high-quality poem on the spot.

Lord Xiao Liao and Master Xuezheng Lu did not speak out to relieve Xu Xian, they were all from the past, and they were very clear about the current situation, but they wanted to see how Xu Xian responded.

Seeing that Xu Xian did not panic in the slightest, he stood up with a light smile, turned to face the talents, bowed slightly, and said loudly: "Thank you for looking up to me Xu Xian, your proposal is very good." Thanks to Lord Xiao Liao and Master Xuezheng, the kid should really give full play to what he has learned in his life and make a good poem to repay the two adults. ”

After saying that, he turned back and sat down, took the pen and began to compose poems on the white rice paper that had been prepared.

Everyone present was stunned, including Lord Xiao Liao and Master Xuezheng Lu.

Everyone thought that Xu Xian would find other excuses to shirk, but they didn't expect Xu Xian to be so simple.

"Interesting." Lord Xiao Liao came back to his senses, turned his head and whispered a smile to Master Xuezheng Lu.

Xuezheng Lu said: "It's really unexpected, it depends on whether he can make a poem that is about the same level as "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan". ”

The audience was silent, Xu Xian walked the dragon and snake, brushed a few times, and a poem "composed" out.

"Lord Xiao Liao, Master Xuezheng, the students have made a poem for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please look at the two adults." Xu Xian stood up and bowed his hand.

At this time, a beautiful young maid stepped forward, carefully picked up Xu Xian's poem, and then presented it to Lord Xiao Liao.

With a tolerant and gentle smile on his face, Lord Xiao Liao carefully read Xu Xian's poems, and after reading them for a while, he suddenly burst into tears, hurriedly put down Xu Xian's poems, hid his face and turned his back.

When everyone saw this, they were all shocked, what kind of poem is this? can actually make Lord Xiao Liao lose his temper in public!

Master Xuezheng Lu curiously took Xu Xian's poem and watched it, and was speechless for a long time after reading it. After a long time, he raised his head and sighed to everyone: "Good poem, this poem should only exist in heaven." After this poem, there will be no Mid-Autumn Festival poems in the future. ”

When everyone heard this, they were even more surprised, in addition to being curious about what kind of poem it was, they were very unconvinced, how could Xu Xian get such an exaggerated praise for writing a poem casually?

"What kind of poem is it? Can you give us a listen? Someone finally couldn't help but shout.

The others shouted unconvinced: "Yes, read it out, let's listen to it, and taste it together." ”

Xuezheng Lu said: "As you wish." ”

When he was about to look at Shi Nian, Lord Xiao Liao's mood had stabilized a lot, and he said, "Let me come." ”

"Yes." Master Xuezheng Lu immediately respectfully handed over Xu Xian's poem.

Master Xiao Liao took Xu Xian's poem, sat upright, and then read it according to the rhythm of the poem:

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world?

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

After Lord Xiao Liao finished reading this ancient term, the audience was silent and did not dare to speak.

After coming over for a while, Lord Xiao Liao sighed loudly: "'I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. I can't help but think of my eldest brother who is far away in Luzhou Mansion, and our brothers have gathered less and separated more in the past few decades, each serving the court at the end of the world and sharing worries for the emperor. Before I knew it, my eldest brother and I were dying. ”

He said with great emotion, picked up a glass of wine, and toasted to Mingyue: "Brother, I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles." ”

With that, he looked up to the sky and drank the wine in one gulp.

Wow –

Suddenly, someone cried loudly, and others also followed to "accompany" Xiao Liao to wipe their tears.

"Your Excellency and Lord Da Liao have done their best for the emperor and the dawn of the world, and the emperor will definitely know and remember it in his heart." Master Xuezheng Lu wiped his tears and comforted Xiao Liao.