Chapter 0170 Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club

This Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, in addition to the orange island, there are also some more river boats. The level of the Xiangjiang River is wide, and it is a good idea to raft on it.

When Li Boyan landed on Orange Island, he saw Qiu Jianmei supporting Lu You, looking at the red maple forest across the river.

it!

My grandmother didn't accept it, so she obeyed you Lu Fangweng, so many scholars, you actually let Sister Qiu be a maid? The pace of stepping forward kept speeding up......

However, when he saw Qiu Jianmei holding the cat in his hand, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his feelings were a little crooked at that angle. Qiu Jianmei looked at Li Boyan's complicated expression on his face, and asked strangely, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Li Boyan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Let go of Weng, why didn't Zi confiscate come over?" ”

"Zichong has returned to Luling. said that he wanted to take a look at his home and stay idle for a few days, if Zizhi was ready to establish a new school, it would not be too late to invite him again. ”

"That's fine."

"Wuguan, who's coming, why don't you introduce it?" The old voice of the bell, like a bell, sounded from behind Li Boyan.

Li Boyan turned around and looked at it, the sky was getting dark, but he couldn't see who it was, but the white hair grew from his temples to his chin.

"I am not talented in my later years, I don't know if the old man is ......"

Lu You smiled: "Da Lang, I was about to introduce you." Liuzhong Zhigong, you should have heard of it, right? ”

Li Boyan was bluffed,! Another giant!

Liuzheng and Zhao Ruyu took a class, before the filial piety and light dynasties, he was already an important minister of the dynasty, Zhou Bida was famous, because of his literary temperament, but Liuzhong was like thunder, and he was really a virtuous minister in the Zhao and Song dynasties.

"The younger Li Boyan has seen Liuzhong Zhigong."

"It turned out to be the Li family eldest who was thinking about Weng, good, good! A certain person lived at home, heard that Jinghu South Road suffered a natural disaster, but because of you, he carried it hard, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the homeless people lived and relied on. ”

“……”

Liuzheng's praise made Li Boyan's scalp numb, what the hell, after passing through the heavens and latitudes, he just wanted to get rich, and he helped the refugees by the way, "It's really a late birth." This disaster is caused by the concerted efforts of the governors of various states to maintain food prices. ”

"Okay, okay, your merits have your own official rewards, and I, the old man, will praise you juniors. Zizhi, ouch, Zizhi, it is really my great luck to see you for the rest of my life! ”

Liuzheng heard Zhao Ruyu's voice, and followed the voice with some excitement.

Zhao Ruyu was stunned at first, but ecstatic. This friend of the same dynasty, who is also a teacher and a friend, this voice turned to ashes...... Well, I recognize it.

"Zhong Zhigong, eh, Zizhi has seen Zhong Zhigong." Zhao Ruyu can only perform the junior salute in front of Fang Weng, Zhou Zichong, and Liuzhongzhi.

"Hehe, between you and me, and some are looking for a salute?" Liuzheng grabbed Zhao Ruyu's wrist, and the two walked side by side, walking to the long table with the lights flickering, Li Boyan, Ye Shi, Zhao Kui, Zhao Fan, and Pan ...... What the heck! Why did the black charcoal come along?

Just mixed in the night, Li Boyan didn't see Pan Chao? No, why didn't you see him on the ship?

"Panzi, why are you here too?"

Pan Chao was shy, as if he was already a champion, and said with a smile: "Da Lang, we came here at our own expense." ”

“……”

Zhao Kui and Pan Chao were of the same age, and said with a smile: "Brother Yixun, since they are the same family, how can Zhao Xiang favor one over the other." ”

I'm thick with your melon skin!

"Panzi, you have a good exchange with Ah Kui, I'm too busy, I won't be able to estimate you later." Li Boyan hurriedly urinated and escaped, what should I do if I have a poetry meeting later?

That's right!

When Li Boyan turned around, he had a flash of inspiration and gave Pan Chao, who was still reporting to Zhao Kui? Come here.

"Panzi, we're the same family, right?"

"yes."

"Then you are disgraced, which means that we both lose face, right?"

Pan Chao had a dark face, "Why do you have to embarrass me, I'm a Wenqu ......"

"You have to go, Wen Quxing also dozed off sometimes, you are a few pounds and taels now, you won't have a little bit in your heart, right?"

“……”

Li Boyan put his arm around Pan Chao's shoulders and said, "Later, you will go boating, don't participate in the poetry meeting." ”

"Why! My grandfather is still here, and if I don't show my hands, my grandfather will beat me back. ”

"You...... Why is your grandfather here? Li Boyan looked around, "Where?" ”

Pan Chao said softly: "On the river, I don't know when I will come ashore." I'm also prepared. ”

"What are you going to do?"

""Lying Spring"."

"The one I taught you?"

"Yes, the gentleman said yes."

Li Boyan's head hurt a little, and said: "It's golden autumn now, you lie in the spring of a big watermelon peel." Isn't this a ridiculous and generous thought? ”

"Huh? So what to do? ”

"I guess that composing a poem later is nothing more than a scene as the theme, so, I will teach you a simple poem now, regardless of whether it should be a scene, it can make do, it is better than your sleeping spring." Li Boyan was also stunned, and he made such a come, this Pan Chao will be a time bomb in the future, what should I do?

Li Boyan thought about it for a while, and had to find a simple word, "Listen, the water is long, the road is long, the end of the mountain is faintly far away, and the river is blocked again." ”

"Listen, the water is long, the road is long, the end of the mountain is faintly far away, and the river is blocked again."

"......@#¥%, the first three words are not!"

"Oh. Let's make it clear. ”

"The lower que is ......"

Li Boyan taught Pan Chao no less than fifty times, and finally was able to successfully memorize such a short up and down run, and he also wiped a handful of sweat. The two of them quietly copied the words several times, asking Pan Chao to be in case of emergency.

The sky was getting dark, the wine and fruits were placed on the long table, everyone was seated on the side, and many Xiangjiang talents who were still greeting Zhongzhi, Zhao Ruyu, and Lu Fangweng also returned to their positions.

The Tang Dynasty was the "sky of poetry", while the Song Dynasty was the "golden age of words".

The prosperity of Song Ci benefited from the efforts of the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Generations of Poets, and Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty said that "asking the gentleman can have a few sorrows, just like a river flowing eastward", has raised the word to an unprecedented height. In the Song Dynasty, the "Song Yongyan" under the "Poetry and Words" has been replaced with "Words and Romance". In this context of the times, can words not be popular?

At the poetry meeting, most of them were sung for remuneration, and there were many rules to be paid attention to, so that not to mention Li Boyan, Pan Chao and others, even Zhao Kui and Zhao Fan did not dare to go to the table, and quietly slipped away in a small boat.

This is a foreign appearance, not only is it embarrassing, but you also have to drink, so don't touch that brow. These juniors, they will wait for the end of the singing remuneration for a while, and let those elders decide on a word card or a question, and then play their own dedication.

Zhao Kui looked at Yuelu Academy in the distance and asked, "Da Lang, why don't we go for a walk?" ”

"Not allowed!"

Chen Fuliang's strange shouting sound sounded in his ears, so frightened that Zhao Kui almost fell into the water all at once......