Qiu Niangjiao smiled, and her beautiful eyes swirled around Han Rui, in fact, when Ouyang Xun introduced, many people at the banquet also vaguely guessed, but it still needs to be determined.

"Haha, but the old man was negligent." Ouyang Xun said with a smile: "However, with Qiu Niang's ingenuity, it must be possible to speculate, so there is no need for the old man to introduce it." ”

Qiu Niang is coquettish, full of little girl posture, unique style, Wu Nong's soft words, which also makes Han Rui feel more cordial, it seems that she should also be a Jiangnan person.

Thinking in his heart, Han Rui's movements were not slow, and he rolled his sleeves and said, "In Xia Han Rui, I have seen all the virtuous people. ”

"It's really Han Gongzi." Qiu Niang's eyes were bright, but she complained in her mouth: "Shangguanyi, you came together, why didn't you say it earlier, let the slave family miss it in person." ”

Shangguan Yi smiled innocently and bitterly, I don't know how to explain it, it is the same township, if you say that you don't know each other, I'm afraid no one will believe it, but this is true, you must know that eight years ago, Han Rui was still a child, Shangguan Yi has already reached the crown, even if they meet, I'm afraid they won't be able to talk together.

Han Rui stood up and said with a smile: "Actually, Brother Shangguan was about to say something, but he was interrupted by the girl. ”

"Ah, it's not mine." Qiu Niang blinked her beautiful eyes, suddenly grabbed Ouyang Xun's sleeve, and said movingly: "Master Ouyang, they didn't say it for a long time, and now they are actually joining forces to bully people, you have to be the master of the slave family." ”

"Okay, then punish them for drinking." Ouyang Xun smiled, stretched out his hand, and sat down with everyone.

With the recent increase in fame, and being the protagonist of the banquet, Han Rui was naturally among the chiefs, sitting next to Yan Liben, opposite Shangguan Yi, but Qiu Niang did not sit at the table, but personally took the cup, poured it for Ouyang Xun, and said with a smile: "Bachelor, wouldn't drinking cheap for them." ”

Qiu Niang's thoughts, Ouyang Xun could guess a few points, but pretended not to know, and asked with a smile: "Then what do you think should be?" ”

"Both of them are great talents in poetry and writing, at least each of them should write a new song to help the fun." Qiu Niang smiled happily: "The sisters in the stage are in a hurry, and if there is no more music, they will not go on stage." ”

"Haha, only the tricks of your sect division dare to blackmail people with this." Ouyang Xun shook his head and sighed, stroked his beard and said, "Another day, the old man will find Taichang Siqing and impeach you." ”

During the banquet, everyone naturally heard that Ouyang Xun was joking, and they all laughed, Qiu Niang was naturally resentful, although she had passed the age of not being confused, and her heart was as calm as water, but pity for the fragrance and jade was a common problem of men, and Qiu Niang was enlivening the atmosphere of the banquet, how could Ouyang not know, and after a few words, he smiled and said: "In this matter, they have to choose for themselves, whether they want to punish themselves for drinking, or to exonerate themselves with poetry and songs." ”

Some young talents in the north, resentful, indifferent reactions, a few southern scholars, but shouted, today the banquet, not only to drink, but also to match with the best, so that Qiu Niang pursed her lips and smiled, at this time, the little girl next to her was also well-behaved, slender hand to the flower paper rice paper, and went forward to ask for poetry.

Han Rui smiled, did not refuse, after a few banquets, he has experienced a lot of such things, pondered for a while, took the pen and ink from the side, brushed a little bit, and wrote a line on the paper in one go.

At this time, Shangguan Yi was still thinking deeply, and when she saw Han Rui stop writing, she was slightly stunned, and Qiu Niang next to her hurriedly greeted her, picked up the note paper and read it carefully, her eyes were a little more confused, she thought about it, and suddenly walked to Shangguan Yi's side, gave him the note paper, looked at it, Shangguan Yi was also surprised, the actions of the two naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the banquet, I don't know why, is there anything wrong with Han Rui's poems?

Next to Shangguan Yi was Chu Suiliang, who was also a little curious, and couldn't help but say, "You Shao, can you show me the notepaper." ”

Shangguan Yi raised his head and saw that Han Rui had no intention of stopping it, so he handed it over, took the paper and watched, Chu Suiliang snorted lightly, read it again and again, thoughtfully.

"Dengshan ......" Yu Chi Yi Seng stretched out his hand.

In this way, several people were passed in a row, and finally a guest sitting at the end said: "Hey, brother in front, you don't need to pass it, just tell us directly, just tell us what is written on the paper." ”

After a while, seeing that the person holding the paper was ready to read, everyone held their breath and listened carefully.

"When Ma Rufei returned from enjoying the flowers, it was twilight when he woke up slightly." The man read fourteen words slowly, and the people waited for a moment, and when they saw that there was no movement, they immediately opened their mouths to urge.

"It's over, that's all, I don't believe you can see for yourself." The man was in a hurry, lest everyone not believe it, so he hurriedly turned over his hand and showed the notepaper, but he saw that the font was upright, and it was vertically down, and the near nature could see clearly, and although the far one felt confused, he also knew that the man had not deceived himself.

Suddenly, everyone was also surprised, fourteen words, what do they mean?

"Go back to Ma Rufei to enjoy the flowers, go to Ma Rufei and the wine is weak, the wine is slightly awake when it is twilight, and it is twilight when you wake up."

Just when everyone was speculating, they only heard Chu Suiliang chanting softly, and said with a smile: "It's the first back poem, and Brother Han is explaining the reason why he is late." ”

Han Rui smiled and nodded, raised his glass, in fact, it should not be the scene, but he can't say that he went to see the house, and then overslept, so he was late, the literati gathered, and explained the elegant decoration, I am afraid it is more popular, facts speak louder than words, many people who think that Han Rui is late and is putting up a shelf, after listening to this poem, they are relieved, and their eyes are a little softer.

There are also those who sing the opposite, humming in a low voice: "So I am making a mystery, but I actually want to show off my literary talents." Naturally, these words were only whispered and proclaimed loudly, but they seemed stingy and ungraceful.

However, Qiu Niang complained openly: "Master Han, you can't play with the slave family." ”

"Why?" Han Rui said inexplicably.

"Your poem is not in tune with the music, how can people drink it." Qiu Niangjiao was angry, suddenly turned around, as if she had found a treasure, pulled the paper from the front of Shangguan Yi's case, read it for a while, and said with a smug smile: "Fortunately, Shangguan Gongzi's masterpiece has been completed, Han Gongzi will make persistent efforts, and the slave family will come to look for you later." ”

Qiu Niang walked away, walked to the stage, attracted the drummer, picked up the instrumental music, stood in the middle of the field, and then gently played a few strings, and there were flutes and pipes, and the melody turned a few times, and it was transmitted to everyone's ears.

"The immortal song is in the middle of the war, the Xuanyu calendar is long Yang, the return road is by the bright moon, and the thousand doors are opened."

Shangguan Yi's poems are neat and neat, and the words are clear and tactful, which are worth savoring, but they are a little too polished, but they can't be blamed on him, because the poetry world is such an atmosphere, influenced by Qi Liang's literary style, and when writing poems, we must pay attention to the beauty of words, especially Shangguan Yi, as a courtier, often has to be made in response to the system, and it can't be changed for a while.

Qiu Niang's voice was sweet, a song was over, and the cheers rose like a tide, but everyone was still unsatisfied, and their eyes looked at the prestigious Han Rui, although some people didn't want to admit it, but it was indeed the truth, if it was about the article and poetry, no one dared to compete with it.

"Han Gongzi, the poem should be written." Qiu Niang said with a smile on the stage: "There are only a few crosses, and Han Gongzi has millions of poems and books in his chest, don't say that he can't do it."

"Dozens of words, I still have them in my stomach, but I don't dare to do it." With a funny thought, Han Rui shook his head and sighed: "After all, you are different from Qiu Niang." ”

"How?" Qiu Niang was surprised.

Everyone also paid attention, but saw Han Rui and smiled: "If you have it in your belly, it will always come out, and I will be difficult to do, whether there is or not, it is not the most difficult." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, some people immediately laughed, raised a glass and drank even worse, laughed directly, choked and coughed, and was even more unlucky to be sprayed, and raised their sleeves to cover it, and their faces were full of wine, while wiping, laughing wildly, in a hurry, unable to take care of both, crooked, and not in shape.

At the beginning, seeing that everyone was laughing together, Qiu Niang was a little inexplicable, what was there or not, what did it have to do with herself, and suddenly found that a few people kept looking at their waists, subconsciously stroking their hands slightly, and immediately understood, their pretty faces were flushed, snorted, and stomped their feet and said: "None of them are good people, make fun of the slave family." ”

In the end, she has been wandering in the Fengyue Field for many years, and she has never encountered any scenes, Qiu Niang did not go shyly, but stepped forward to ask Ouyang for comment, and her coquettish and angry appearance added three points of charm and charm.

"Okay, don't shake, the old man is going to faint, and he can't make decisions for you." Under Qiu Niang's attack, Ouyang Xun was defeated and said with a smile: "What do you want?" ”

Her beautiful eyes flickered, and Qiu Niang said coquettishly: "I want him to help me write a piece of music, this is not a problem." ”

"You're calculating." Ouyang Xun said with a smile: "It's not easy for the old man to talk about this matter, you can say it yourself." ”

"What don't you dare, if you really count it, we can also be called fellow villagers." Qiu Niang pursed her small mouth, looked back and smiled: "Yes, Shangguan Gongzi." ”

cough, Shangguan Yi was caught off guard, and responded weakly, in fact, the ambiguous relationship between the two of them is also a well-known thing, no matter how much they hide it, it is useless, however, one is a close minister of the emperor and is quite favored, and the other is the top name of the teaching department, and the status is very different, and the result is not very favorable.

"Qiu Niang is also from Yangzhou?" Han Rui asked curiously.

"Hee-hee, the slave family is not." Qiu Niang smiled: "The slave family and Chu Gongzi are the real fellow villagers. ”

Next to him, Chu Suiliang said with a smile: "A certain ancestral home is Hangzhou Qiantang, I only came to the capital when I was a teenager and lived in the capital for a long time, and I haven't been back for many years, and I don't know what Hangzhou has become now." ”

Chu Suiliang sighed, and also evoked Qiu Niang's nostalgia for Hangzhou, and whispered softly: "How much I want to see the ebb and flow of the Qiantang River again." ”

"Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old and I know it, it is said that the river flowers are red and the fire is better, and the river water is as green as blue in spring, so I can not remember the south of the Yangtze River." Han Rui sighed lightly: "Jiangnan memories, the most memorable is Hangzhou, the mountain temple is looking for guizi in the moon, the county pavilion pillow looks at the tide, why is it more revisited ......." ”

Qiu Niang's eyes lit up slightly, and she immediately took the pen and ink paper, recorded the lyrics and songs, returned to the stage, her red lips opened lightly, and she sang in the unique Wu Nong soft language of a Jiangnan woman: "......... Jiangnan recalls, followed by Wu Palace, Wu wine a glass of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa double dance drunk hibiscus, sooner or later reunion. ”

(To be continued)