Speaking of Cai Yan, Zhang Fan found that he hadn't seen this strange woman with a special temperament for a while. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info still remembers the last time she caught a glimpse of Bishui Pass, she was dressed in the makeup of a filial daughter, which gave Zhang Fan a strong visual impact.

Zhang Fan coughed twice and said seriously:

"Hey! Miss Cai Yan is also quite pitiful, her husband has recently died, and her father has died, and now she is lonely and helpless, we should care more about her. Since she lived in the garden, I haven't visited her as the owner, and it's a bright day today, otherwise let's go see her together! ”

Lu Lingqi glanced at him and said, "Hmph! If you want to see a beautiful woman, just say it, what excuse to find! Anyway, the fat water doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders, and it's better for Sister Yan to be cheaper than for those other stinky men-"

Zhang Fan's face was full of embarrassment, and he sneered:

"Qi'er, why do you think of me like that? Am I like that? ”

"Not really." Lu Lingqi squinted at him, "Because you were originally—"

Zhang Fan was speechless. Lu Lingqi has been with him for a long time, and she will slowly use some modern stalks, which can be regarded as Zhang Fan's cocoon.

Lu Lingqi snorted coldly and said, "Hmph! If you don't have any ideas about other people, why do you go all the way to get them back from Chang'an? How? Could it be that you have a deep friendship with Cai Zhonglang? ”

Zhang Fan was annoyed and angry, grabbed Lu Lingqi over, and said viciously:

"Humph! It's against you! How do you talk to your husband? Today, I will implement the family law and teach you what it means to "husband is the wife, and the husband sings the wife with the ......"

Zhang Fan immediately closed the live broadcast room and began to strip Lu Lingqi's clothes, Lu Lingqi struggled violently at first, and after a while, her brain was dizzy, her whole body was soft, and she was as if she was drunk, and let Zhang Fan do it......

Not long after, Lu Lingqi, who was stripped like a little white sheep, was mercilessly thrown on the bed by Zhang Fan, and then there was a beautiful voice that made people blush, and thought about it-

……

After a period of clouds and rain, Lu Lingqi's beautiful bun was completely scattered, her swan-like neck was drenched in fragrant sweat, and her peerless smile still had the red of the afterwave, which was even more beautiful.

"Qi'er, do you know what's wrong?"

Zhang Fan was refreshed, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing a bad taste, tilting his head, and a smile spread on his face.

Lu Lingqi snorted a few times, but did not open her mouth to refute. Zhang Fan immediately summoned Xue Wei and waited for him to bathe and change clothes.

Lu Lingqi refused to move, lay on the bed and pretended to sleep, regained her strength, and unconsciously fell asleep-

When I woke up, the sun was already setting in the west, and after Lu Lingqi bathed and changed clothes, the two walked towards Cai Yan's yard together.

……

Before entering the door, I suddenly heard the sound of wisps of piano coming from the courtyard, and gradually scattered leisurely like the tide, like a clear spring murmuring, like a whisper, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, like a whisper......

The sound of the piano is melodious, like mountains and flowing water, gurgling and ringing; This piece is sometimes passionate and unrestrained, sometimes deep and lingering, Zhang Fan's heart can't help but rise and fall with the piano music, intoxicated.

At the end, the sound of the piano is gentle, if the mountain stream is gurgling and the clear stream flows quietly, without a trace of ripples, flowing through the mulberry fields and the sea, clearing away the sorrow and irritability of the world, and returning everything to calm.

At the end of the song, Lu Lingqi stepped forward and knocked on the door:

"Sister Yan, open the door! My husband and I came to see you......"

After a while, Cai Yan opened the door, and Lu Lingqi stepped forward to hold Cai Yan's hand and asked:

"Sister Yan, the song you played just now was so good, what kind of song is that?"

Zhang Fan interjected: "Its voice is sad and melodious. This is "Si Xian Cao", right?"

Cai Yan was slightly surprised, nodded and said:

"Junhou is right, it is "Si Xian Cao", and there are not many people who know this song today."

Lu Lingqi asked, "What kind of thinking and virtuous?" ”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and explained:

"Yan Hui, the head of the seventy-two sages of Confucius, is honored as Yan Zi, and the word Zi Yuan. At the age of fourteen, he worshiped Confucius as his teacher, and was the most proud protégé of Confucius. Confucius praised Yan Hui the most, praising him for being studious and benevolent. Unfortunately for his early death, Confucius was extremely saddened by his early death and could not help but lament; Belch! Heaven forbid! Heaven forbid! Later, he composed this song to express his longing for Yan Hui. ”

Lu Lingqi nodded, "Oh, I see." ”

Zhang Fan said in one sentence: "Miss Cai Yan plays this song, I'm afraid she misses her deceased father!" ”

Cai Yan's eyes were slightly red, and he choked up:

"The prince is right."

Zhang Fan comforted: "Yan Hui has never been an official in his life, nor has he left a hand-me-down, and his words are collected in books such as "Analects". ”

However, Ling Zun's small endowments are based on a variety of materials, close to life, fresh language, often straightforward, rich in the world and human feelings, and very artistic. Especially the song "Shu Xing Fu". Quan Fu is short and concise, with deep feelings, profound criticism, and good love words, which can be described as a masterpiece of lyrical Xiaofu in the Han Dynasty. And "Tsing Yi Fu" truly reveals her love for a beautiful woman from a humble background, and shows the contradiction between human affection and feudal etiquette with sincere feelings, with a bold and straightforward style. ”

In addition, Ling Zun's prose is longer than the inscription, neat and elegant, and mostly uses row puppets, which is quite popular. His poems, fu, steles, edicts, inscriptions, praises, beads, proverbs, hangings, discussions, blessings, chapters and tables, and secretaries are all fine works, and they will surely go down in history for future generations to learn and hang. If Miss Cai Yan is willing, she may wish to sort out all the works of Ling Zun during his lifetime, and I am willing to print and publish them on behalf of me, so that more scholars can be educated and learn from each other's strengths. ”

People have left their names, and geese have left their voices.

The ancients have always advocated leaving a name, especially for scholars, who are not terrible to die, and are most afraid of disappearing after death.

Zhang Fan's words made Cai Yan's eyes light up, and his eyes were rejuvenated with vitality and fighting spirit. Hurry down and thank you:

"Thank you, Prince. Listening to your words today, I suddenly felt like an initiation. The great grace of the prince and the marquis, even if Yan knots the grass ring, it is difficult to repay it in case. ”

It's okay, you can pay for it!

I remember watching costume dramas in my previous life, and there were always beautiful women who would say to their benefactors: The little woman has nothing to repay, but to make a promise with herself.

Did this phenomenon really exist in ancient times?

, that's because she likes him.

If she doesn't like it, she will say: The little girl has nothing to repay, but to repay you by being a cow and a horse in the next life.

However, it is estimated that with Cai Yan's character, he should not be able to say such straightforward words. However, seeing that the favorability with Cai Yan is almost full, it should be harvested soon.

Zhang Fan helped her up and continued:

Ling Zun is especially known for his official calligraphy, with a strict character structure, dot painting and pitching, and a changeable style. The "Flying White Book" created by him is a unique style of calligraphy, as long as it is popularized, it will have a great impact on future generations. ”

Cai Yan was moved to tears, and said with emotion:

"If my father is lucky enough to see the prince, he will die blindly."

"Ahem...... Miss Cai was serious. ”

Zhang Fan smiled faintly, hiding his merit and fame. (To be continued.) )