(Part 3)

Some of these scholars were once scolded by Liu Xuan, and some were scolded by Liu Xuan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Facing Liu Xuan in his heart, he was more or less a little pimple. Now that Fu Zhen has taken the lead, the expressions on his faces are extremely excited, and they have spoken out one after another, fearing that the world will not be chaotic.

Fu Zhen said: "Your Highness, please give an answer." ”

Liu Xuan stood up from his seat, looked at the endless sea, and said, "Since you are warmly invited, then the king will also be ugly." ”

When everyone heard this, the corners of their mouths had a playful look.

Many people have the mentality of watching a play.

Liu Xuan looked at the endless sea, stunned, but his mind was spinning rapidly. These people want to provoke him, but they don't know that Liu Xuan has the memory of later generations and has a natural cheat.

Competing with Liu Xuan, it was really humiliating.

After a while, Liu Xuan said: "There is!" ”

Fu Zhen smiled slightly and said, "King Jing, please!" ”

Liu Xuan paced back and forth on the deck with his hands behind his back, and then spoke: "The name of this king's poem is called "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan". ”

The name of the verse, which has already been named, is a moonlit night.

Thus, it has been adapted to the situation tonight.

Fu Zhen pouted, it was so easy to fit the verses of tonight's moonlit night.

Liu Xuan was not in a hurry or impatient, and continued to chant poetry.

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time."

The first and second lines of the poem were recited, and after the surrounding scholars heard it, their eyes widened one by one. The first line of the poem already points out the current situation, naming the place and the moonlit night.

Even, at this time, the end of the world sublimated the artistic conception.

The soldiers on the deck murmured, their eyes bright.

Guan Ning listened to the first and second lines of the poem, and his eyes were bright. He glanced at Bing Yuan not far away, and bowed slightly. Both of them are celebrities, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and from Liu Xuan's first sentence, they have tasted different tastes.

Liu Xuan continued to pace and continued.

"The lover complains about the night, but he is lovesick at night."

After the third or fourth sentences were spoken, the delicate thoughts and emotions of missing the beautiful woman were revealed.

The charm can only be tasted by individuals.

"The candle is full of mercy, and the cloak is dewed."

"It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep."

After the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth sentences are recited, the artistic conception of the whole poem is satisfactorily explained.

At this moment, all the sons of the world are savoring.

Guan Ning muttered Liu Xuan's poem and began to read it in full.

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time."

"The lover complains about the night, but he is lovesick at night."

"The candle is full of mercy, and the cloak is dewed."

"It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep."

After Guan Ning read it carefully, he commented: "A good song "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan", it is really emotional and delicate, and it is endlessly evocative. The word 'total' teases the lover, and the word 'resentment' teases the lovesickness, the love is sincere and embarrassing. Five or six people and months are written together, and there are traces of 'pity', 'jue', 'nourishment', etc. Seven or eight sentences say the moon and say lovesickness, which is evocative. ”

At this moment, Guan Ning shook his head and looked very excited. Unexpectedly, Fu Zhen took the lead in provoking, and it actually involved such a wonderful poem, which should be revealed.

Liu Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. You'an praised it falsely. ”

The look on Fu Zhen's face was quite embarrassed, his expression was solemn, he clenched his fists, and then let go again.

I wanted to make Liu Xuan ugly, but I didn't expect Liu Xuan to be brilliant.

Fu Zhen was unwilling and said: "Your Highness's poem just now is indeed exquisite, it is better to have another poem." Now it is April, it is the Cold Food Festival, it is better for His Royal Highness to use the Cold Food Festival as the background and compose another poem. ”

The so-called Cold Food Festival is not much different from the Qingming Festival in later generations, and the difference is only one or two days. Later, the Cold Food Festival was merged with the Qingming Festival and became a festival together.

Fu Zhen made it difficult for Liu Xuan, but he took the initiative to ask the question.

Not for anything else, just to make things difficult for Liu Xuan.

Fu Zhen looked at the others and said, "Everyone, what do you think?" ”

At this moment, the faces of the scholars were full of joy.

looked at Liu Xuan one by one, their eyes were full of expectation and joy.

"Your Highness, let's do it again."

"Your Highness's quick thinking is admirable, please let Your Highness do it again."

"Your Highness, defeat Fu Zhen fiercely, don't let him succeed."

They all spoke one after another, with a look of anticipation on their faces. Although these scholars are inferior to each other, there is too much gap between them and Liu Xuan. When Liu Xuan showed enough talent, he conquered these people in an instant.

Fu Zhen said again: "Your Highness, everyone is warmly invited, what do you think?" ”

Liu Xuan said: "In this case, then the king will be ugly again." ”

When everyone heard this, their faces showed expectation.

Liu Xuan paced back and forth on the deck with his hands behind his back, and after a while, he said, "There is!" ”

The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth twitched, and his heart said, do you really drink water as poetry? In such a short period of time, there is one again, do you really think that writing poetry is cabbage? It's all over the roadside.

Liu Xuan said: "The name of this poem is called "Cold Food Sweeping Sacrifice". ”

"Clothes full of blood, tears and dust, you can also mourn when you return to your hometown after chaos."

"After the wind and rain, the pear blossoms have been cold, how many descendants from the grave have come?"

A poem, Liu Xuan did not pause at all, and directly recited it.

The approximate translation of the whole poem is that the clothes all over the body are stained with blood, tears and dust, and although the war is now over, it will still feel sad to return to his hometown. In the wind and rain, the pear blossoms have fallen, the cold food festival has passed, and when the tomb is swept during the Qingming Festival, there will be descendants to worship the graves of several families.

In this situation, many scholars returned to Donglai County, which happened to be this scene.

These people left the Central Plains because of the war.

Now that Donglai County has been pacified, they followed Liu Xuan back together. But even if you return to your hometown, how many descendants can clean the graves of your ancestors?

A sad aura permeated the scholar's heart.

Fu Zhen's expression was solemn, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Your Highness's great talent, I admire it."

Suddenly, one of the scholars stood up and bowed his hand.

"His Royal Highness's quick thinking is admirable."

"Your Highness's talent is really powerful."

"Your Highness is talented!"

One after another spoke, with a look of joy and convincing on their faces.

If they said that they had contempt and even hostility towards Liu Xuan before, but now for Liu Xuan, there is no trace of contempt, more admiration.

Guan Ning also had a deep look on his face, and finally couldn't help but sigh lightly. A poem by Liu Xuan also evoked many memories of Guan Ning, which made him sigh.

Liu Xuan looked at Fu Zhen and said with a smile: "Fu Zhen, are you still satisfied?" ”

Fu Zhen smiled and said, "Your Highness is talented!" ”

At this moment, Fu Zhen also knew that he was not Liu Xuan's opponent, and if he competed with Liu Xuan, it would only be self-inflicted humiliation, and he could only admit defeat willingly.

I wanted to make things difficult for Liu Xuan, but stealing chickens and rice made Liu Xuan out of the limelight.

Fuzhen was unwilling, but had to sit down obediently.