Chapter Seventy-One: Poetry

Lu Gongbi had a feeling that he was being cheated by Ye Heng, and he quickly lowered his head and sat down.

There was no way, as Ye Heng's finger pointed at him, those people all looked at him angrily.

It's as if he, Lu Gongbi, has done something that hurts the heavens and causes the anger of the public!

The people around Su Gongzi all stood up, and then walked towards Lu Gongbi, obviously with bad intentions, Su Gongzi was still sitting leisurely, but Miaoqin couldn't sit still.

She wanted to see what kind of person this guy who came to make trouble when Su Gongzi chartered the venue for herself.

Lu Gongbi's situation seemed to be dangerous, fortunately, at this time, Ye Heng on the stage had already comforted Li Xiangyun, who also stood up, at this time Ye Heng said loudly: "Excuse me, Miss Xiangyun's piano is broken, who can borrow a piano?" Thank you......"

"Humph!"

Miaoqin snorted coldly and turned her target to the stage.

The people sitting over there can't run anyway, so it's better to solve the obstructive guy on the stage first!

Thinking of this, Miaoqin planned to incite the power of the masses, and she said to everyone: "Hey, did you hear it? The Xiangyun girl above wants to borrow the piano, and if any of you have a piano, lend it to her......"

"Phew, what's that?"

"We're here to listen to music for fun, who will bring the piano here? Is the man above a fool? ”

"Idiot!"

People were brought to the front of the stage by Miaoqin, and they all scolded at it, and they all forgot about Lu Gongbi, who was about to settle accounts with him just now!

In the face of the saliva of many people in the audience, Ye Heng looked very calm, he looked at Miaoqin with a smile and said, "Miss Miaoqin, right?" Don't you have a piano on top of your seat? ”

Miaoqin glanced at the stage, and then replied in a weird manner: "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Heng asked, "Can I borrow your piano?" ”

"Borrow?"

Miaoqin laughed and asked rhetorically, "Why should I lend you the piano?" Who are you? What kind of thing are you? ”

"Yes, yes, Miss Miaoqin said it well!"

The people below echoed, most of them were talented people in Hangzhou, but Ye Heng rarely showed up in Hangzhou, and naturally no one recognized him!

"Ye Gongzi, forget it!"

Li Xiangyun came behind Ye Heng. Then he shook his head and said, "For the sake of the slave family, it's not worth it for you to be like this!" ”

"Hehe, it's okay!"

Ye Heng smiled indifferently, and stopped playing the Miaoqin, this woman is really annoying, although she has a beautiful face, but she does not have a good heart, no matter how beautiful it is, it can only be external.

Ye Heng said to Li Xiangyun: "It's okay if you don't have a piano, then you won't sing." Would you recite a poem? ”

"Recitation?"

Li Xiangyun looked at Ye Heng strangely, and after a moment, she lowered her head and asked, "It's said that it's reading a poem, right?" But I wasn't prepared for ......."

Originally, Li Xiangyun planned to walk off the stage like this, because she didn't expect such a thing to happen, but Ye Heng's words made her retreat all the thoughts.

Maybe it's because she knows Ye Heng as a person, so in her heart, she also has a feeling of looking at Ye Heng as an idol. This feeling made her think that as long as Ye Heng was there, she would not be afraid of anything!

Ye Heng said to her, "It's okay. I'll write you a poem here, I'll write a sentence, you read a sentence, read it out loud, okay? ”

"Good!"

Li Xiangyun gritted his teeth and agreed.

However, the people in the audience did not agree, and they cheered one after another. Shouted: "Get down!" ”

At the critical moment, the old mother stood up, she asked people to lay out the paper and prepare the pen and ink, and then came to the front of the stage and said to everyone: "Guest officers, please calm your anger, this guest officer is also named after spending money." It's completely in line with the rules, you guys are like this, it's really hard to make the old body do! ”

It's easy to say, but the people in the audience still don't agree.

In the end, the old mother had no choice but to glare at Miaoqin, under the gaze of the old mother, even though Miaoqin was reluctant in her heart, she still helped calm everyone's emotions, but with Miaoqin's temperament, how could she do her best to help the old mother appease the emotions of these people?

So those people intensified under Miaoqin's secret provocation, and some people were even ready to rush up and drag Ye Heng down.

"Huh, write poetry?"

"What are you, what can you write?"

"I'm afraid it's some stinky clichΓ©s that have polluted our eyes!"

Hearing these people's insults to Ye Heng, Lu Gongbi couldn't sit still, but when he looked at the stage, he had to ...... Ren Ye Heng himself is so calm, let's sit and continue to watch!

Ye Heng was indeed very calm, he smiled slightly, met the gaze of Miaoqin who cursed with those talents, and then said to her: "Miss Miaoqin, how is my poem written, you might as well wait for me to finish writing it and then come to evaluate it, of course...... Xiaosheng boasted about Haikou here, among all the people here, anyone who thinks that he can compare with Xiaosheng in poetry and articles can also come to Xiaosheng to compete with him afterwards, how about it? ”

"It's arrogant!"

"Who the hell is he?"

Ye Heng's words were undoubtedly a challenge to the talents present, and since he said such a thing, then those talents had no reason to continue to stop Ye Heng and Li Xiangyun from performing.

Because if you stop it again, doesn't it mean that these talented people are afraid and dare not compete with them in poetry?

Those who were going to do it were finally suppressed, but Miaoqin sneered and said to everyone: "Okay, all of you sons are learned people, today this person is arrogant to this extent, wait a minute, Miaoqin will rely on the prestige of your sons!" ”

Everyone nodded yes, in their opinion, the man on the stage was just a hairless teenager, how much talent could he learn?

So he let Ye Heng and Li Xiangyun go back and agreed to let Li Xiangyun perform a reading!

Next, Li Xiangyun once again stood beside Ye Heng to help him study the ink, and when the ink came out, Ye Heng smiled slightly, and then he lifted the brush, dipped it in some ink, and then wrote on the paper.

Li Xiangyun kept remembering Ye Heng's words, and he wrote a sentence. And she said it!

So she quickly adjusted her state of mind, then glanced at the poems on the paper, turned her head to look at the audience, and read leisurely: "Since separation, ......"

The first sentence is five words, and Ye Heng said before that he wanted to write poetry, so that is. This should be a five-character poem.

Those who were clamoring to teach Ye Heng a lesson before were just majestic for a moment, and after Li Xiangyun's first sentence was read, they all frowned, and there was a look of disdain on their faces!

Especially those Su Gongzi who chartered the venue, he was the one who took the lead when he made trouble just now, and he also thought that he was extremely talented, and boasted about Haikou in front of Miss Miaoqin, saying that he would give the kid on the stage a little color to see, so that kid knew what real talent and real learning were!

At that time, Song Ci had a certain social status after development. The Song people are good at words, but Ye Heng wrote a poem, which naturally made them a little dissatisfied!

"Double tears every day!"

When he read this sentence, Li Xiangyun's body was obviously shocked.

Ye Heng wrote this poem, as if he had a deep meaning, and carefully recalling the artistic conception of the first two lines of the poem, it seems to be mapped to his own life experience......

Thinking so in her heart, Li Xiangyun couldn't help but glance at Ye Heng gratefully!

During this time, she was given a cold reception by people in the Qinglou. Those people didn't know the happiness of a weak woman, if Ye Heng could really write about what happened to her. It's a kind of confession!

"Tears flow endlessly, and many sorrows ......"

It's such a straightforward poem, when she finished reading this sentence, if Li Xiangyun didn't know that the person who wrote the poem was Ye Heng, she probably wouldn't have the confidence to continue reading!

And the people in the audience also shook their heads and laughed, and some people coaxed: "Yo." Dare to go on stage with just these two crooked poems? ”

Ye Heng ignored the ridicule of the audience and continued to write.

Li Xiangyun also continued to read, and she found that the speed of Ye Heng's pen had accelerated, so she also accelerated the speed of reading!

"In the spring, good times don't come often. Sorrow in the autumn. Falling flowers and water flow. Back then, the golden house was there, and it was empty......"

When Li Xiangyun finished reading this paragraph, she stopped, and some people at the scene guessed it, especially Lu Gongbi, who shouted when people were not paying attention: "This is written, is it an allusion to the golden house?" ”

"What's down there?"

As soon as Li Xiangyun paused, those who were still clamoring before were thinking about the following poems.

Under the urging of the people, Li Xiangyun wiped away her tears, and then read them out in a trembling voice: "I only see the newcomer laughing, but I don't see the old man sorrowful......"

This sentence is clearly a realistic portrayal of her current situation, whether it is the man who bears her or these romantic talents, which one is not like this?

So Li Xiangyun cried when she read this sentence!

"Hearing the sound of the machine, I saw the west mountain at dusk. Only complain about every inch of land, how can you compete for freedom. The green silk has turned to ashes, and the tears are a flood of water. I wish to get a thousand cups of drink, a pillow of yellow sorghum swimming. Poor peach blossom face, emaciated day by day. The jade skin is not clothed, and the ice skin is cold and windy. The pink cheeks are yellow and old, and the moth eyebrows are often wrinkled. Fang's heart is crying, and her liver and intestines are broken. I still remember the alliance under the moon, and I don't see the red dancing sleeves. didn't hear Chu's singing, how could he endure long tears. The heart always contains the king, and the dragon's body is healthy. The night banquet is not often held, and the booze is used as hot wine. Graceful and sometimes exhausted, Ganquan lock rookie. Even without makeup, the king laughs. Three thousand cowardly and romantic, and the Ming Dynasty complained about the white head. Looking back, I went to the long gate tower alone. Turns respond sometimes, hating the merciless curse. The concubine is Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and the king is ashamed of his daughter. At that time, no matter how much Jiaojiao was hidden, Nagato was no longer left. The six palaces are abandoned, and the three lives are in love. ”

The latter paragraph Ye Heng wrote in one go, without the slightest pause, Li Xiangyun was also very competitive, and read it aloud while holding tears, after reading the whole poem, the scene was silent!

There is no doubt that this ancient long poem is indeed not exquisite, but it is true and sincere, and such a long poem has no wrong rhyme, and it is also catchy to read, and the most important thing is that this poem can be said to be the experience of Empress Chen after being snubbed by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and some of Empress Chen's inner thoughts are all written, which makes people feel sorry!

Whether it is the beginning of 'Tears flow endlessly, there is a lot of sorrow' and the back 'The green silk has turned to ashes, and the tears flow into the ocean', or 'Poor peach blossom face, day by day, emaciation. The jade skin can't help but be clothed, the ice skin is cold and the wind is through', the resentment of the words, and the sadness of the wording, all make people sigh!

Of course, the most commendable thing is that Ye Heng was able to write such a long poem in such a short period of time without adding points!

Lu Gongbi gave Ye Heng a thumbs up, while Li Xiangyun looked at Ye Heng after wiping away his tears and asked, "Ye Gongzi, this poem ......?"

"I've got it for you!"

Ye Heng smiled, and then he looked at Li Xiangyun and said: "At the beginning in Jiangning, I did too much, and I said it a little too much, today we met again after saying goodbye, and I didn't bring any gifts in a hurry, so I gave you a poem, oh, and!" I heard that after the last meeting, you really haven't sung my words again, and you are too serious, I was angry at the time, and in the future, you can sing my poems if you want......"

"Childe, why do you treat Xiangyun like this, a man with broken flowers and willows?"

Li Xiangyun couldn't help crying again, and fell down in front of Ye Heng!

It's not that she loves to cry, but what happened to her is indeed quite tragic.

Ye Heng hurriedly helped her up, and then said: "At the beginning of the Fengbo Pavilion, the girl was willing to study ink for me Ye Heng, a poor, why can't I, Ye Heng, write poems for you now?" In fact, when he was in the Storm Pavilion, Ye Heng regarded you as a friend! ”

"Friends ......"

Hearing Ye Heng's words, Li Xiangyun couldn't believe it.

She has already abandoned her utilitarian heart, and now that she is, no matter how good Ye Heng is to her, she knows very well that Ye Heng is not the kind of lustful person, and there are several beauties around Ye Heng, so she has no luxury of expecting Ye Heng to take a fancy to herself.

Being able to be Ye Heng's friend was enough to surprise her!

Just when Ye Heng comforted Li Xiangyun, the talented people in the audience who reacted finally noticed that something was wrong, and then someone stood up and pointed at Ye Heng and asked, "Boy, you really wrote this poem?" (To be continued......)

PS: This chapter is written too much......