The second update, ask for recommendation votes~

The banquet was full of people again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The small waves caused by Li Lanting's gaffe have calmed down, but it was his words that aroused the curiosity of everyone present. Although Su Zizhan wrote down the new hatred of the end of the world early, the willows and other words that are eye-catching, but Hong Qingqi and Xie Xuanzhen, who are talented and bright, have not put pen to paper.

One hands on his knees, watching the song and dance. One poured wine and drank himself, expressing his lyricism, perhaps the two of them already had a good sentence in their hearts, but they were just waiting to appear as the final finale.

But today there was an accident. Li Lanting's fingers flicked the paper, and there were words in his mouth, and the aftertaste was endless, until he got out of the artistic conception of this poem, he sat upright, ready to start reading this poem to everyone.

"I said Brother Lanting, if there are any good poems, let's read them out quickly, it's not good to hang people's appetites." Zhang Xun quipped, "Or did you just say it casually, but now you find that the poems are not as shocking as when you first read them?" It's still too late for you to take back what you just said, if you wait for the next recitation to be complained by everyone, be careful that your reputation will not be guaranteed. ”

Hearing Zhang Xun's joke, everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and a group of people below looked strange, and in the end, some people couldn't hold back their laughter, which attracted laughter.

The solemn atmosphere was washed away.

"I'm afraid that Brother Zhang won't be able to withstand the result of failure, so don't trouble me when the time comes."

Li Lanting was also good-tempered, glanced at him, and didn't care about Zhang Xun's teasing. Then he paused, and finally spoke, and read the poem out.

"The tiger charm wraps around the arm, and the festival is the Dragon Boat Festival. In front of the door, the mugwort is verdant, and the sky is light and paper kite dances. The fragrance of zongye floats for ten miles, and the wine is carried with a bottle. The dragon boat fights for the crossing, cheers and shouts, and recites the king's endowment by hanging the sacrifice river. ”

Li Lanting read the Shang Yun softly, Zhang Xun who was sitting next to him was a little unable to sit still, although there were a lot of good sentences in Hangzhou this time, but in his eyes, it was limited by the graceful style, and it was very rare to be able to write a word of dangerous building with earth-shattering boldness, and the only few poems that could write a good word about the dragon gate and the dragon boat and a thousand sails to compete in the river, but the words rhymed and did not work, and it seemed a little raunchy.

And this song is the most courageous song he has seen so far.

Li Lanting continued to read, "I sigh that King Huai is faint, and I am sad that Qin Tunchu is sad." The stranger is weeping and lewd, and the sideburns are white and white, and the new pavilion is crying day and night, and the tears are exhausted. Miluo Jiangzhu, Hunan tired has passed, but there are thousands of broken sentences. ”

The noisy banquet was quiet and the needle drop could be heard, only the melodious sound of silk and bamboo on the painting boat in the distance was heard, and the bustling end of the song "Flower in the Backyard" was sad, bringing everyone here into the resentment of Qu Yuan throwing himself into the river thousands of years ago. After listening to this "Six Orders", I already feel that some kind of emotion is about to come out in my heart, and the whole poem is immersed in a kind of sadness that is old and gray-haired, and I don't know the suffering and suffering of the destiny of heaven, and I can't write such a bumpy road to the end of the world.

Zhang Xun's wine glass was raised for a while, and after listening to Li Lanting's words, he did not put the wine in his mouth, but slowly put the wine bottle on the table, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "There is a scene in this word, the scenery is picturesque, and it seems that there is something in the words." Brother Lanting, and look at the film, a vivid folk landscape painting, rushing to the face, the wormwood of the door, the sword of calamus, the kite dance, the wine as a song, the dragon boat race, until the recitation of the king's endowment, which is not beautiful, immersive? Look at the next film again, Huai Wang's faint, Qin's swallowing Chu, strangers weeping, Xinting weeping, Miluo Jiangzhu, which one is not a reproduction of the vicissitudes of history, and sorrow cannot be cut off from it? The realm in these words is poetic and picturesque, singing and sighing, and the pen of God. ”

"It's not more than that."

Li Lanting also said with a lot of insight, "The words and sentences that echo before and after are also extremely ingenious, there are "tiger talismans wrapped around arms" and "wormwood verdant" in front of "evil spirits", and "Huaiwang is faint" and "Xinting is crying"; It seems that the old evil has not gone away, and the new evil is difficult to get rid of. There is "incense floating ten miles" in the front, and "Hunan is tired" in the back; There is a "recitation of the king's endowment" in the front, and the "broken intestine sentence" should be in the back. Interlocking, word by word. Brother Zhang Xun, this word ...... It's a great word. It seems that one of the three tripods has been released tonight, and the next thing is just to draw two of them......"

Li Lanting looked at Zhang Xun, wanted to speak and stopped, there were some words that both of them understood, but at the same time they held it in their hearts.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Zhang Xun was silent for a while and asked, "Who made this word?" ”

"Wait, Brother Zhang will naturally know at that time."

Li Lanting remembered what the subordinate said before, and hurriedly got up and walked in the direction of the hall, Chen Zhongqing was still waiting for him to come out at the door. Zhang Xun knew what he was going to do at a glance, and hurriedly followed him out.

Su Zizhan, who has never liked to be competitive and aggressive, listened to the comments of the two, and also became strong. He took the rice paper again, grabbed the wolf's hair, and prepared to express his emotions.

His hands paused, and he couldn't write a word.

Su Zizhan suddenly found that he had been led into a misunderstanding, and his thinking was limited by the poem "Six Orders" just now, just like the graceful lyricists have obviously taken the rhyme to the extreme, and after the sudden appearance of the arrogant school of the sword, they seem a little at a loss in front of the kind of poetry that is dripping but extremely neat, and their thinking will be substituted intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Zizhan, who was distraught, put down the wolf and raised his head, wanting to clear his thoughts, but saw that Xie Xuanzhen next to him and Hong Qingqi diagonally opposite also had the same expression, frowning, raising his hand up and down, but never wrote a word. The poem that had been conceived long ago was crumpled up and thrown to the ground.

Xie Xuanzhen and Hong Qingqi both coincidentally put down the graceful style they were good at, and planned to compete with that poem in terms of bold lyrics.

However, they still don't know who wrote the poem.

Chen Zhongqing was very surprised to meet Qin Danqing at the door, obviously running faster than him, but at this time, he had just walked to the door of Mingzhu Shihu. He also happened to meet Chen Zhongqing, and waved his hand happily and said, "Brother Zhongqing, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Chen Zhongqing also smiled and said, "Yes, what a coincidence, do you plan to participate in this word review meeting?" ”

Qin Danqing nodded, "I really didn't expect Brother Zhongqing to come to this party, by the way, do you know who the judges of the Hangzhou Word Review Conference are?" Li Lanting, Master Li and Master Zhang Xun, both of whom are rare Dahongru in Hangzhou, if they can get their guidance, this Hangzhou poetry gathering can be regarded as a huge harvest. ”

Li Lanting and Zhang Xun are the big names in the eyes of Hangzhou readers, and ordinary readers only feel that it is a great honor to be able to say a word or two to them and make a little suggestion. Not to mention being appreciated and promoted by the other party like the leader of the word review committee, which is something he never dreamed of.

"Brother Zhongqing, let me tell you." Qin Danqing taught him seriously, "After seeing those two masters, try to lower your posture as much as possible, and behave like a modest and polite literati in their eyes, so that maybe they can take a look or two and take the time to give a pointer." This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so don't miss it. ”

"Zhong Qing remembers Brother Danqing's teachings."

Watching Qin Danqing educate himself seriously, Chen Zhongqing wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to laugh.

"By the way, Brother Zhongqing, do you have an invitation?"

Qin Danqing saw that he had been standing at the door and didn't go in, so he couldn't help but ask a question curiously.

"No, the invitation was accidentally lost on the road." Chen Zhongqing shook his head a little embarrassed, "But I know people, and they should be willing to introduce me in." ”

Qin Danqing said with some envy, "Oh, if you can recommend Brother Zhongqing to the banquet, you must also be quite appreciated in front of Lord Li and Lord Zhang, right?" ”

Chen Zhongqing squatted on the steps, his hand scratching back and forth on the bluestone slab, and when he heard what Qin Danqing said, he smiled, "It's okay." ”

The hour has just passed, and the word review meeting has ushered in a white heat.

Qin Danqing wanted to say something, but a voice sounded behind him at the same time.

"Nephew Zhong Qingxian, you're here."

"Zhongqing Xiaoyou, why are you only here now?"

Qin Danqing turned his head and saw Li Lanting and Zhang Xun, who he was worshipping and worshipping, standing at the door, their eyes met, dumbfounded.

"He's the nephew you say?"

Li Lanting glared at Zhang Xun and looked at him with an expression of what you want to do.

"The junior you said last time is him? I'm telling you, don't try to rob people. ”

"What can you do to me?"

Zhang Xun didn't give himself a friendly face, a condescending expression.

Qin Danqing turned his head with a pale face, and he couldn't believe that the two acquaintances Chen Zhongqing said were Confucian masters in Hangzhou.

He saw Chen Zhongqing behind him stand up, patted his sleeves, bent down respectfully, and said softly, "Uncle Lanting, Lord Zhang, Zhongqing has something to delay on the road, please take care of it." ”