I still think about the poems in my ears, the wind bones that float like a fairy, and the artistic conception that makes people feel bold. And the strong homesickness at the end. Kong Kanglian was stunned for a while.

"Teacher!" After Mr. Dongfang tasted it, he also deeply felt the romantic artistic conception of this poem. He sighed proudly, and looked at the scholar in front of him with a calm smile on his face, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: Your Majesty is really as wise as a torch!

Turning his head, he saw that his teacher's eyes were wandering and his expression was dumbfounded.

Mr. Dongfang was startled and hurriedly pushed Kong Kanglian.

was touched by the student, and Kong Kanglian suddenly woke up.

When I raised my head, I saw the scholar looking at him with a smile, and there was no trace of ostentation or arrogance in his expression. Yes, just a peaceful wait.

"Mr. Kong!" Seeing this Kong Kanglian looking at him like this, Lu Heng smiled slightly, and hugged his fists.

"No!" Kong Kanglian deeply felt that this person was talented, and she was also a little sorry for the villain's heart she had just had. Seeing Lu Heng saluting himself, Kong Kanglian shook his head with a wry smile and waved his hand so that Lu Heng didn't have to be polite.

stepped down from the stage and walked straight to Lu Heng.

looked at the scholar in front of him, dressed in a green shirt and dignified. Kong Kanglian tidied up the wrinkled robe on her body, took a step back, and actually bent down ninety degrees, and respectfully saluted Lu Heng.

"Mr. Kong, you!" Lu Heng smiled helplessly, and could only clasp his fists and salute him.

Kong Kanglian shook her head slightly, and finished her salute with a very firm attitude.

"Mr. Lu, talented, eclectic and imaginative. The old man only found out today that this big week is really a mountain outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people! Kong Kanglian looked at Lu Heng with a sincere expression, sighed with a smile, and said to Lu Heng: "Kong was a little cautious just now, and I hope Mr. is not strange!" ”

Lu Heng shook his head, stepped forward to press Kong Kanglian's hand, and said sincerely: "Mr. Kong's conduct is noble, Lu admires!" ”

After that, the two looked at each other, laughed, and turned the unpleasant color into invisible!

…… The first level of the poetry meeting, wine.

After the wine word passed, the talents who originally participated in the registration were immediately reduced by eighty.

There were less than twenty students left, and under the guidance of the woman in the Qinglou who was wearing a thin skirt, they walked into the living room with incense curling and bright lights.

On the screen directly opposite the living room, there are pictures of cranes and auspicious clouds and green pines, which are lifelike. And on both sides of the screen, there is a neat couplet:

The upper link said: The tea is endless, and the guests are endless, and the next link says: The elegant room is quiet and quiet: on both sides of the living room, the copper stove burning sandalwood exudes curling green smoke. The whole room, permeated with sandalwood, makes people feel calm.

On the incense burner, a candle covered with a veil emitted a warm glow. More than a dozen lights illuminate the entire hall.

On the quaint table of the Eight Immortals, the delicate silver wine jug and wine cup, in the lamplight, Ye Ye shines.

The students who came in, regardless of their mood, were either panicked or overjoyed. They all groped their chins, muttered words in their mouths, commented on the couplet, and then praised the author's noble conduct.

And Lu Heng's first reaction when he saw this couplet was that he couldn't help but think of the woman named Zhuo Yue he had just seen in the back garden.

After glancing at the couplet calmly, Lu Heng smiled slightly.

Such a delicate handwriting, such a noble and elegant style. Don't...... Did she really write it?

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's take a seat here!" After Kong Kanglian took a seat, Mr. Dongfang glanced at the remaining fruits with a smile, smiled kindly, pointed to the long tables on both sides of the living room, and said to the students.

"Mr. Xie!" The students were flattered and hurriedly gave up. Then they took their seats.

Kong Kanglian saw the students sitting on both sides, mostly restless and nervous. Shaking his head and smiling, he picked up the wine cup, raised his glass to the students and said, "Don't be nervous, come, the old man has shocked everyone with this glass of wine!" Please! ”

The students who enter here may be colleagues who are officials in the same dynasty in the future. These three old elves naturally won't count these young and promising students in the future. Even if no one can be named on the gold list, it doesn't cost anything to make a good favor.

"Sir, please!"

The students on both sides of the seat said in unison, raised their sleeves to cover their wine glasses, then raised their heads and drank them all.

After drinking, the tension in my heart has also eased a lot. The students also began to chat.

After seeing the gradually softening atmosphere in the audience, Kong Kanglian on the stage smiled slightly, raised her hand, and gently clapped her palms.

A snap, crisp applause.

Immediately attracted the attention of all the students in the audience.

When these students didn't know what Mr. meant, a simple and elegant guqin sound jumped out from the place that had never been noticed, but was only covered by a curtain of light veil.

The sudden sound of the piano, as if it had some kind of spell, attracted everyone's minds with just one sound.

Gradually, the sound of the piano sounded.

The sound of the piano sounded in the brightly lit hall. Beautiful notes, ticking into all corners.

Many students closed their eyes and shook their heads to immerse themselves in the beautiful sound of the piano. Forgot everything for a while.

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

When a voice with a little sadness, a little melancholy, and a faint and indifferent voice sounded, everyone present completely fell.

"It's Ruolan girl, it's really Ruolan girl!"

Among the talents below, there are those who have heard Ruolan girl sing. At this time, when I heard the sound lingering in this dream, I immediately felt like I had been injected with chicken blood, and my excitement was uncontrollable.

A talented man had a wolf-like glint in his eyes, his face was red with excitement, and his neck was thick, and he pointed to the curtain from which the song came, and shouted loudly.

And Kong Kanglian, who was savoring the artistic conception of the lyrics, immediately frowned when she heard the noisy voice of the talented man below. waved his hand directly, and let people say that the crazy genius was brought out.

looked at the talented man with an inexplicable face, and he screamed nonsense. Kong Kanglian's eyes were full of disdain, flicked her sleeves, and snorted coldly: "Mencius said: Wealth cannot be silver, power cannot be bent, and poverty cannot be moved. This is the spirit of a true gentleman. Hmph, now, just hearing a woman singing, it's so crazy that it really discredits the saint's face! ”

After snorting so coldly, he turned his head and saw that the students on both sides of the seat were silent, Kong Kanglian put on a straight face and said in a deep voice: "Today's poetry club is not only about reciting poetry, but also about personal conduct!" You all saw what happened to that person just now, right? ”

After that, Kong Kanglian glanced coldly at the audience, and saw that the students were wiping cold sweat and nodding their heads one after another, looking trembling. Kong Kanglian nodded with satisfaction, re-made it, took a sip, and said with satisfaction: "So good!" ”

And the students in the audience were all panicked when they saw that guy being taken out just now. For a while, they sat there in a regular manner, without squinting, in the shape of a wood, for them, beauty is important, but, more importantly, the future.

Even Ma Qingyuan, who was above the top, shook his head and smiled after hearing Kong Kanglian's reprimand, coughed, drank all the wine in the cup, and then put down the wine glass and turned positive.

It's just that...... There is only one person, but it seems extraordinarily relaxed.

At the beginning, Lu Heng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the perfect piano skills.

The sound of the piano is really like a dream-inducing whisper, which makes people deeply immersed in it and difficult to extricate themselves.

However, when he heard the woman behind the curtain sing these familiar words, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.

Scold...... It's really good to remember the last name!

When the crazy student hissed out the woman's name, Lu Heng couldn't help but see the voice and smile of the beautiful woman in the small pavilion under the moonlight.

"My name is Zhuoyue!"

"They all call me Ruolan!"

It's really her! That moon-like woman!

Lu Heng held the wine cup, with a hint of relief in his eyes, and perhaps the kindness of a friend's reunion, looking at the shadow behind the light veil. I sighed in my heart.

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. The high place is unbearable, dancing to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world! The woman's unique voice vividly interprets the transcendent artistic conception of this song.

Everyone present, including the students who pretended to be upright, felt that their hearts were clear after hearing the curling singing in the sound of the piano.

"Teacher, this word ......" Mr. Dongfang stroked his beard, his eyes were slightly closed, after listening to this Shangyun, he felt that the meaning of this word was lofty, and his skills were thorough, and he was surprised in his heart, so he opened his mouth to ask Kong Kanglian beside him.

"Oriental, let's taste it!" Kong Kanglian raised her finger and stopped Mr. Dongfang's inquiry. Picked up the tea cup that had been holding it in his hand, took a sip, and said with a yearning expression.

Mr. Dongfang smiled, re-done, took a sip of tea, and continued to listen to the woman's leisurely singing.

Behind the curtain of the light gauze Miaoman, the woman's melodious piano sound turned slowly, and the transcendent artistic conception was gradually replaced by a faint sadness. With such a big twist in the tune, it seems unobtrusive at all.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. It's hard to do it all! Accompanied by the sound of the piano, the woman's voice like a cry echoed in the ears of the guests. brought them endless sighs and sighs.

When everyone sighed and sighed, they felt helpless about the world.

Behind the curtain, the woman's singing voice, which was helpless about the world but full of hope and messages, drew a successful end to the whole song.

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

The song disappeared, and the piano fell. But the aftermath still lingers in everyone's ears.

"What a word!" After tasting for a long time, Kong Kanglian opened her eyes, took a sip of tea, sighed, and praised it.

"That's a good word!" Mr. Dongfang nodded with deep feeling and said excitedly. After deeply reminiscing about that artistic conception again, Mr. Dongfang said unsatisfactorily: "It seems that such a masterpiece has not appeared for many years, right?" ”

Hearing this, Kong Kanglian shook her head with a smile, and turned her head as if she had all realized in her heart, looking at Lu Heng, who was sitting at the end with a calm expression like water, and her heart was shocked.

Turning his head, he looked at Mr. Dongfang fixedly, and said word by word: "It's not that it hasn't appeared for a long time, it's never been there!" ”

Kong Kanglian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and sighed deeply: "This poem, heh, a masterpiece through the ages, is nothing more than that!" ”

(To be continued)