After Gu Yuanxi finished writing, a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I wonder if Miss Qing'er can sing a song with the music she played just now?" ”

Wei Qing'er took a long breath, stroked the rice paper on the case, and there was a hint of excitement in her beautiful eyes, and she sighed and said: "Childe's 'Remembering Qin'e' is not inferior to Li Taibai. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked. At first, everyone only said that Gu Yuanxi's appearance was a big joke, but they didn't expect Wei Qing'er to praise it so much. At that moment, everyone was shocked, and more jealous and unbelieving.

"Miss Qing'er, please." Gu Yuanxi politely bowed.

"Yes." Wei Qing'er nodded, picked up the pipa again and played the tune just now, and sang:

"The building is lacking, and the shadow of the column is lying in the east chamber.

In the east chamber month, a day of wind and dew, apricot blossoms like snow.

Smoke leakage gold throat. Luo Wei dim lamp knot.

The lanterns are knotted, the spring dream is a piece, and the sky in the south of the Yangtze River is wide. ”

The same song, the same poignant and moving female voice came into everyone's ears, but there was no aesthetic fatigue caused by repetition. The same fun, different lyrics, but with a similar artistic conception.

This poem is "Remembering Qin'e, Lou Yin Deficiency" written by Fan Chengda, a famous lyricist in the Southern Song Dynasty. In the shadow of the building, the shadow of the railing lies quietly in front of the east wing, and the moon is bright in the air. The moon shines on the east chamber, the sky is full of dew and cold wind, and the apricot blossoms are as white as snow. Through the smoke, under the leaky pot that urges time, the copper dragon drips water, and the sound is like choking. The curtain was dim in the wings, and the lamps were flowering. The lamp blossomed, and the young woman in the boudoir only had a spring dream for a while, and then traveled all over the vast Jiangnan.

This poem vividly describes the nostalgia of the young woman in the spring boudoir. After a song, the audience was silent. The cultural literacy of the sons and scholars present is not low, and after listening to it, they are not only shocked but still shocked. After they tasted it carefully, they came to the conclusion that the level of this poem was not below Li Bai's poem at all. The same word can be compared with the great writer of the time - Li Bai, who is known as the "Immortal", how can they not be shocked?

"I didn't expect this disciple to be so talented~" The man in white was also stunned when he heard it, although he was very reluctant, but he still had to admit that this disciple who "bullied" her did have a brush.

The man in red clenched his hands tightly, and muttered in his mouth, "Spring dreams for a while, the sky is wide in the south of the Yangtze River." "One sentence. After a long time, he let out a sigh and said: "The outdoor scene of Shangyanyan, the moon is oblique and the shadow of the flowers, and the environment is extremely beautiful. The people in the room, the lamp is dim, the dream is more confused, and the ethereal pen is good at it, and the dream is far away without saying sorrow. Good Gu Gongzi. ”

Wei Qing'er's heart was also shocked, and after singing, she shook her head and sighed: "There are two songs in this world 'Remembering Qin'e'." ”

The implication is that this poem is completely comparable to Li Bai's poem, and it is a disguised recognition of the level of Gu Yuanxi's poem "Remembering Qin E".

However, at this time, the words generally appear as lyrics for the music workshop. Most of these lyrics are popular in the market, but because of the music and law songs of Tang Xuanzong, they gradually became among the songs and dances of scholars and doctors, as a resource for entertaining guests. But it's just for entertainment. The "Old Tang Book" recorded: "Since the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, singers have used the songs of Huyili Lane. At this time, although the lyrics had begun to become popular, in the eyes of the scribes, the lyrics were not elegant at all. Tang poetry is the mainstream of this era.

Therefore, after the full audience was shocked, they were actually quickly relieved. If you make a good long and short poem in the Song Dynasty, you will be famous all over the world in a short time. But for the people of the Tang Dynasty, it was nothing more than a number of folk people who were good at lyrics. So at the beginning, the guests in the room were really infected by the artistic conception of this good song, and they were also amazed that someone's lyrics could be comparable to Li Taibai. But after the shock, most of the people didn't really pay attention to it, except for those who were good at the tune. After all, although the Tang people like music lyrics, they are only used for entertainment. Long and short words are still a side road at this time, and they are not a yardstick to measure a person's talent.

"It's just a side street, but it's not a big deal." Sure enough, a moment later, someone made a disdainful voice. Everyone looked at it, and it was Guo Ye Guo Gongzi.

Wei Qing'er listened, and there was a hint of hatred in her eyes, but it quickly retracted. She squeezed out a smile: "Could it be that Guo Gongzi can't look at the lyrics?" ”

Guo Ye was stunned, in fact, as a child of a big family, this kind of music workshop lyrics is indeed just a pastime for entertainment. But Wei Qing'er is the singer who specializes in the lyrics of these music workshops, so if she really shows her disdainful thoughts, she will completely offend this great beauty. So for a while, I was speechless.

Gu Yuanxi knew the inner thoughts of a singer and dancer like Wei Qing'er, he smiled slightly, and said loudly: "In fact, between the poems, they are juxtaposed, each is extremely beautiful, and each is in its own glory. Ci is a kind of musical literature, and its generation, development, creation and circulation are directly related to music. He paused for a moment, looked around, and said with a smile: "I know that most of you look down on lyrics, but words and poems, like poems, are the art of seeing and seeing, blending with feelings, and sounding." Shangshu. The Book of Yu reads, 'Poetry and words, songs and words, sound and rhyme, rhythm and harmony.' And the "Music Notes" wrote, "Poetry, words and aspirations; Singing, singing its voice; Dance, move its face; The three are in the heart, and then the instrument comes from it. Therefore, whether it is poetry or lyrics, they are the glorious pearls of my Chinese literature, and there is no question of which is elegant or vulgar. ”

When the guests heard this, some fell into deep thought, and some were completely unimpressed—such as Guo Li, a scribe and a son. But they were afraid of offending Wei Qing'er, so they didn't see any rebuttals.

Gu Yuanxi's words really moved only Wei Qing'er and the women in Miaoyulou who made a career out of it. Under a few words, several women's eyes actually moistened. Of course, in addition to this, there were other people who were quite shocked by Gu Yuanxi's words.

"Brother Huang, you see that this person's idea is also novel. This Gu Yuanxi's lyric talent is so outstanding, if ......" A young man in white clothes in an inconspicuous private room in the lobby whispered.

"Huh?" The man in yellow clothes next to him, known as "Brother Huang", looked about the same size as the man in white clothes, but he looked more stable. He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Ah Yi, could it be that you also like that chair?" Anyway, that chair won't be your turn. ”

"Brother Huang. Where does that start, I never dared to be the owner of that chair. The man in white was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "I'm thinking about you." At present, because of the case between Huangfu Weiming and Wei Jian, the position of the prince of the East Palace may not be guaranteed. ”

"You don't understand. The father still trusts the crown prince. The man in yellow shook his head, his eyes still closed.

"Even if my father still trusts the crown prince now, what will it do?" The man in white snorted and said, "You have to think about it, even if the prince hides in the East Palace with trepidation and does not come out?" Even if the father doesn't believe that the prince is colluding with Huangfu Weiming and Wei Jian, but that person is bent on dealing with the prince, I am afraid that the prince will not be able to escape the 'disaster of the three people' after all. ”

"Shut up." The yellow-clothed man's eyes suddenly opened, and his cheeks trembled a little and said, "Don't mention the matter of the 'Sanshu people' again." Do you not fear that evil will come out of your mouth? ”

The man in white also realized that he had broken his promise, and in retrospect, he also shook his body with some fear. After a while, he came back to his senses and continued in a low voice: "Therefore, the position of the crown prince must not be guaranteed. At this time, it is a good opportunity for other princes. ”

"You and I are the last among the brothers. Even if Li Heng falls, it won't be you and me. The man in yellow smiled bitterly and closed his eyes again.

"So what?" The white-clothed boy said disdainfully: "Didn't the crown prince directly bypass the emperor's eldest son, King Qing, Li Cong, and set up that second son, King Ying, Li Ying, as the crown prince. After Li Ying's death, his father bypassed Li Cong again and made the emperor's third son, Zhongwang Li Heng, the crown prince. You and I are both sons of the emperor and father, is it impossible to know everything? ”

"King Qing was injured by a pig when he was hunting in the garden, and his father thought he was unblessed because of his face injury. Just like Li Chengqian, the lame king of Hengshan, a physically disabled person cannot become the prince of the Tang Empire. The yellow-clothed boy shook his head and said, "Li Heng is the third son, and it is natural for him to become the crown prince back then." ”

"Brother doesn't want to think about it, who is King Qing's biological mother?" The man in yellow sneered: "Don't forget...... King Qing's biological mother is Concubine Liu Hua~"