Sure enough, next, I listened to Wei Zhongshu introduce several late Tang style poets. The first is a middle-aged scribe known as Xiaoyaozi. Xiaoyaozi, that is, Pan Lang, the word Xiaoyao, a native of Yangzhou, is known as a talent, and is a famous hermit in the south of the Yangtze River.

The second is also a hermit, but he is very young, and it is said that he often corresponds with Xiaoyaozi, named Lin Kui, who is only in his twenties this year. Feng Manlou finally heard a familiar name, and the reason why he was familiar with him was because he once left an allusion to a plum wife and crane.

These two are famous poets of the late Tang Dynasty, of course, they are only somewhat famous in Yangzhou now, and they are far from the first old man Xu Xuan, but Xu Xuan is not prominent in the court because of the stain on his career in the Southern Tang Dynasty.

In general, white style poets and late Tang style poets have one thing in common, that is, the poems are used in popular terms, and allusions are avoided.

Yang Hongcai said: "These two are also a little famous in Yangzhou, but they are not famous at home!" And it is also a representative of the late Tang style poets! ”

Feng Manlou said, it seems to be about the same, but there is another one in the back who has not been introduced, I don't know who this is?

Yang Hongcai said: "This one is called Xu Xiang, and legend has it that he is a student of Feng Yansi of the Southern Tang Dynasty!" Is he one of the poets of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he is also a hermit! ”

Feng Manlou saw that Xu Xiang was about forty years old, but he was not touched by fireworks. For these people, Feng Manlou doesn't know what style he has, but Yang Hongcai is more familiar.

Finally, after introducing the judges, Wei Zhongshu announced some judging criteria and announced the start of the competition. As the words of Wei Zhongshu were sung one after another, Wei Zhongshu's words were spread to every corner, and Feng Manlou saw that the twenty-three bridges, which were about two miles away, had already lined up in a long fleet. On the painting boat, one by one the lights are bright, and the oiran who can be carved and dressed sits alone on the bow of the painting boat, and in the hazy lighting, it also has a unique beauty.

The first painting boat slowly sailed, it was the famous Oiran Lin Zhihua of Qiantang, only to listen to the melodious sound of the piano, accompanied by the lyrics, the lyrics are a Bodhisattva barbarian: the phoenix is relative to the golden wisps, and the peony has been slightly raining overnight. The mirror shines with new makeup, and the temples are light and the face is long. The painting building looks at each other for a long time, and the silk willows hang outside the column. The message does not return, and the double swallow returns in front of the company.

This is a lyric of the loneliness and sorrow of the woman, the content of the words is gorgeous, but I heard Yang Hongcai say: "This Oiran's piano skills are superb, but there is no novel lyrics, and the content of the words is relatively gorgeous, and the current mainstream style is incompatible, there should be no hope!" ”

Feng Manlou looked up at the judges, just as Yang Hongcai said, with a blank expression. This lyric is Wen Tingyun's work, it belongs to the lyrics of the Huajian School, and it has a bit of a sense with the Southern Tang School, so Xu Xiang did not show confusion, but a regretful expression, obviously regretting that there was no originality.

The painting boat drove two miles away before it stopped, and sure enough, the judges did not score it highly. It just caused a sensation among the people watching by the riverside.

Immediately after the second painting boat came, this is also the Oiran of Qiantang, the sound of the piano is melodious and tactful, and the feelings are sincere, but it can resonate with people, and the chant is a song: The soul dream is melodious and helpless, and the night is still in the old man's house. The incense candle is always dark, and the screen is oblique. Sandalwood's slow-pitched silver tube, and the clouds are low-decorated with folded branches. Tianming is a farewell to the world, and the entrance of the cave is deep in the spring.

This is a poem by Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan's old face suddenly smiled, I didn't expect that my poems for so many years are still singing.

said to Wang Yuyan: "Yuanzhi, how is this woman?" ”

Wang Yuyan hurriedly said: "The students think that the lyrics of the piano art are always picky, but they lack originality!" ”

Lack of originality again!

The third boat came out, and suddenly there was a sensation in the crowd by the riverside, this person turned out to be the champion of last year's Oiran Competition, Yangzhou Hanchunzi!

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was any, even people like Feng Manlou who didn't understand the sound of the piano could hear it, it was much better than the ones just now, and the lyrics were ingenious and original!

Boundless thoughts are heartfelt, words are endless, and the love has been decided. In this world, in this life, I think about this scene. The delicate face is intoxicated, the eyes are bright, and the deep love is deep. The shallow shadow of the crystal window and Cointreau, the afterglow of Yao Yu into the lonely household. I only wish Yintai Xi and go, kiss the taste, think about the lungs, and take care of each other without words!

I only heard Yang Hongcai say: "This piano skill is really extraordinary, and the lyrics are also original, but this lyrics may affect some scores!" ”

Feng Manlou said: "Are you saying that the traces of the carving of this word and sentence are relatively heavy, and there are more dictionaries?" ”

Yang Hongcai said: "Exactly! Fortunately, this allusion is easy to understand! ”

Xu Xuan smiled, this time he can be regarded as seeing a masterpiece, and it seems to be original! And Wang Yuyan also kept nodding, and the other two, Xiaoyaozi and Lin Kui, were also appreciative.

Wei Zhongshu asked: "This little lady, which master created this lyrics?" ”

Han Chunzi said: "It's no one else, the little woman created her own ears!" ”

Wei Zhongshu listened to the whispers of those judges, and after a while, he said: "Congratulations to the little lady of Hanchunzi, who has been approved by the judges, although the lyrics are not superb, but they are also rare and good, congratulations to the little lady for getting an excellent evaluation!" ”

As soon as Wei Zhongshu's voice landed, the crowd on both sides of the strait suddenly erupted in enthusiastic cheers. But I heard Wei Zhongshu's comments again, all of which were praise, but they were just the meaning of a few judges.

When Han Haruko's painting boat passed, the one behind followed closely. Maybe it's because the judges got off to a good start, and the following lyrics, as long as they are original, have all been commented!

However, the limelight behind is not as strong as Kan Haruko's painting boat, and among the crowd watching along the coast, people seem to have seen the birth of this year's Oiran's champion!

Just after another review, it was already very late, and it was almost the third watch. However, tonight's Yangzhou Mansion and tonight's 24th Bridge don't care about the time at all, as if this Mid-Autumn Festival night has just begun.

Beautiful affairs always come and go quickly, and everyone still doesn't feel happy, but they only see the last painting boat coming. Feng Manlou has long been tired of it, this is not as cost-effective as watching a TV concert or something in the future. It's just that the only attraction is that you can see some beautiful women, and it's up close, but that's a pity, because the light is not enough, and you can't see it clearly!

The last painting boat sailed up, but I heard a woman on the painting boat say: "The little woman is Yuhang Xiaoxiangyue, thank you for your face!" ”

When Feng Manlou heard Xiao Xiangyue, he hurriedly shook his spirits. Yang Hongcai looked at him in wonder and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng Manlou said: "It's okay! ”

Yang Hongcai didn't speak, just looked at Feng Manlou with white eyes.

But seeing that Xiao Xiangyue had just finished introducing herself, the people on the shore did not cheer like the painted boats that passed by just now. However, Feng Manlou noticed that this painting boat was obviously a little shorter than the painting boat in front!

Feng Manlou asked: "Little lady, look, have you noticed anything different about this painting boat?" ”

Yang Hongcai said: "Of course there is, the little lady on this painting boat is different!" ”

Feng Manlou said: "No, I mean that the painting boat, it seems to be a little shorter, hey, no, why is the draft so deep?" But it turned out that this is the reason, what is hidden in it? Could it be? After thinking about it, he said to himself: "It must be so!" ”

There is no painting boat in the back, so this time, Xiao Xiangyue's painting boat is driving relatively slowly! But I heard Xiao Xiangyue plucking the piano, the piano sound was melodious and tactful, but it suddenly shocked everyone, and the crowd watching from the shore was stunned for a moment, and then, thunderous applause broke out.

If nothing else, just for this gentle piano sound. Yang Hongcai didn't have the heart to comment, it seemed that Feng Manlou's eyes had already fallen on the painting boat.

I just remembered the sound of the piano, but I heard Xiao Xiangyue start singing: "Who will stay in the king?" Sigh life, a few clutches, and it will become twilight. Reminiscing about the west window with the candle, but talking about the night rain in the mountains. No, just get together temporarily. Gon Gon Yangtze River Xiao Xiaomu, send the distant sky and the white geese to mourn. Under the yellow leaves, autumn is like a promise.

It is said that the attribution is very sad. The material is strong, cold smoke and cold moon, and it is late to Fanyu. One thing is sad, and the two temples are fluttering. There are memories and children of Chang'an. Qiu Yi entered the empty space, believed in the ancients, and only then did he bear the truth. Life and hatred, who speaks. ”

A song was sung, and suddenly the riverside was silent! And Xiao Xiangyue's painting boat stopped here! After a long time, I heard Xu Xuan stand up slowly and said: "Xiao Xiaoniang's piano sound, it is really different, the technique is unique, the old man has heard a lot of all kinds of piano skills in his life, but no one can match Xiao Xiaoniang's piano skills, it is really the best in the world!" ”

This is a very high evaluation, Xu Xuan used to be a scholar in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he was also a party-state official, and after entering the Great Song Dynasty, Kaifeng also lived for a long time, the court, the sound of the folk piano, I have heard countless people! After all, people's age is there. He said that he was the best in the world, so it must be.

But I heard Xu Xuan continue: "Especially the lyrics of Xiao Xiaoniang, it is a rare masterpiece!" Not only is the word a good product, but also the meaning of affection, but it has reached the peak of the realm, which must be a famous article that has been passed down through the ages! ”

After listening to this evaluation, plus what they just felt, they were already boiling!

But I heard Xu Xuan ask: "Little lady, I don't know who made this word?" The old man really wants to get to know this talent! ”

Xiao Xiangyue hurriedly said: "It's none other than our Yuhang Zhixian Feng!" ”

Yang Hongcai's face changed drastically! But I heard Xiao Xiangyue continue: "And that tune is also according to the meaning of Lord Feng, and it has been changed!" ”

When everyone heard, what is a master, this is a master!

Xu Xuan knew that the person sitting in that corner was Feng Manlou, and Wei Zhongshu and Xiao Zonghua had already introduced it.

Xu Xuan walked over to Fengmanlou and said, "The old man has been writing lyrics and poems all his life, and he knows that it is difficult!" Lord Feng is young, and he has such skills, which makes the old man admire! ”

Xu Xuan's official title is a loose cavalry permanent attendant, and he was still a big official in the Han and Tang Dynasties, but in the Great Song Dynasty, he was a loose official who was not often placed, and he had no real power, but the grade was there after all, at least two grades higher than Feng Manlou. Feng Manlou hurriedly returned the salute: "Your Excellency is polite!" The lower officials only occasionally perceive it, the adults praise it falsely, and the lower officials dare not be ashamed! ”

It was Yang Hongcai who said Xu Xuan's identity, otherwise Feng Manlou would be embarrassed again.

But when I heard that on the painting boat, Xiao Xiangyue sent someone to say: "In order to thank Lord Feng and Lord Wei for their hard work, please go to the painting boat to talk about it!" ”

Xu Xuan said very interestingly: "Since this is the case, the old man will not bother the adults!" Adults, please! ”

But seeing that at this time, Yang Hongcai's face, which was already blue, changed color, and without saying a word, he turned his head and left with Xiao Tao. Feng Manlou reacted, and hurriedly said to Xue Ba: "Xue Ba, go and see the little lady of the Yang family!" ”

Xiaoyun shouted: "Young master? ”

Feng Manlou said: "What are you doing here? Let's go see the young lady! ”

Feng Manlou and Wei Zhongshu followed the people and boarded Xiaoxiangyue's painting boat, but they saw an old man, with a white beard and a hunched appearance, greeted him at the door of the painting boat. Wang Hu, Sun Ying and Dong Chao in the back were about to enter, but they were stopped by the old man!

Feng Manlou entered the painting boat, but found that the wine and food had already been arranged in the painting boat! Feng Manlou and Wei Zhongshu came in, and Xiao Xiangyue hurriedly got up!

The old man was about to leave, but he heard the wind all over the building and said, "Mrs. Xiao, don't be in such a hurry to leave!" ”

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