Yan Boyu, the governor of Hongzhou, served as the governor for three years, and it was almost time to relocate, so on the occasion of rebuilding the Tengwang Pavilion, he invited the celebrities and talents of Jiangnan to make a grand event.

Yan Boyu went up to the fourth floor of King Teng's Pavilion surrounded by everyone, and all the guests bowed their hands one by one. Yan Boyu searched for it, turned around, and finally stopped at Wu Qing's body.

Yan Boyu said with a smile: "I originally invited Gongzi to come to the mansion as a guest, but I didn't want Gongzi to come, which disappointed Boyu. ”

This sycophant, Wu Qing pulled the corners of his mouth, and sighed very much in his heart, if it was his former self, maybe these people would be okay to pat the fart, but now he is just a fart people, why does this Yan Dudu pat the sycophant? He didn't know, so he asked, "It's too good to be overserved, Wu can't afford it, can't afford it." ”

Yan Boyu's somewhat fat body moved, waved his hand and said: "Afford it, afford it, wait for this matter, Yan will hold a banquet in the mansion, and the son will definitely come!" ”

Wu Qing had no choice but to smile and say, "The governor is invited, and he will definitely arrive in the next place." ”

Only then did Yan Boyu arch his hand and said: "Today's Double Ninth Festival, Yan Mou invited Jiangnan talents to a banquet in this Tengwang Pavilion, in order to show the emperor and the queen of heaven's love for talents, and it is also a good opportunity for our Jiangnan literati to have a few good opportunities to exchange and learn." For this reason, as early as half a year ago, Yan funded the rebuilding of the Tengwang Pavilion to make it look new. Today is a good time to celebrate, enjoy chrysanthemums, and taste chrysanthemum wine. ”

"Governor Xieyan!" Everyone thanked them.

"Feel free to sit down!" Yan Boyu is a very casual official, he is wearing civilian clothes today, he is going to be a common man.

His own servants carried chrysanthemum wine and food boxes from downstairs. The maids also began to set up pastries, and some of them had already taken the charcoal stove and started to make tea. Talented and beautiful people sat down one after another, three or three, and almost all of them sat together with acquaintances.

Wu Qing saw the position. said: "Brother Zi'an, please here!" ”

Wang Bo smiled, at this time, since he decided to be a staff member of Wuqing, he had to look like a staff member, and also said: "Son, please first!" ”

Wu Qing paused, understanding Wang Bo's intentions, so he sat down first, and Wang Bo sat down later.

At this time, Wu Zizhang ran to Wu Qing and Wang Bo and sat down, and said, "I can see Gongzi and Brother Zi'an today." It's really fate. ”

Wu Qing smiled slightly, but Wang Bo said: "I heard that Brother Zizhang writes the Chinese chapter of Jiangnan Caizi very well, and I must see it today!" ”

Wu Zizhang arched his hand and said politely: "Wu is talented, but he is not as good as Gongzi and Brother Zi'an." Special childe. Nowadays, Qingxue is extremely popular in Beijing, and it has the potential to sweep the world. I had the privilege of seeing the book "Fengshen Ji" that he brought from Chang'an from a disciple of a clan. It's really amazing. The gods are strange. Now the common people say that Gongzi, you are a Wenqu star. ”

"Wenqu Xing?"

Wu Qing was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ashamed, and said: "Wu is really ashamed, it is a work to entertain the public, but I don't want to be able to achieve such an effect, Wu is really ashamed." ”

Wang Bo was originally a vulgar book about Wuqing. I also read it, and the whimsy in it is really amazing, but a man of literature, a great Confucian who reads poetry and books. How can it be compared to a man who can write a vulgar book? At the time he was even dismissive. Later, Wang Bo tried to write a story, but although he was brilliant in writing, he couldn't write such a strange story. At this time, he realized that vulgar literature is not as simple as it seems.

Now, Wang Bo can't say that he admires Wu Qing, but at least he has a good impression, and it is precisely because he has a good impression that he agreed to Wu Qing's invitation without hesitation.

Wang Bo opened the fan, and then said: "Don't be modest, the storytellers in Luoyang, Chang'an, are all talking about the book of the child, and the people also like to listen to the book of the child." The literary scholars of Chang'an also began to study the book of Gongzi, such as the Song Zhiwen, Shen Yanqi, Liu Xiyi and others have written, and the left minister Liu Renliang specially recommended the "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness", advocating that the trial of the case must be strict at the same time, we should pay more attention to the repercussions of the people, and put forward the request to revise the unreasonable aspects of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Wu Qing didn't expect that his book would be used as a study, which he didn't expect. He felt ashamed in his heart, but then thought that if it was beneficial to this era, even if he was condemned by his conscience ten thousand times, he would endure it!

At this time, Yan Boyu arched his hand and said: "Today's banquet for the talented and beautiful people in the south of the Yangtze River, today I have to return happy, have a banquet, dance, and play music!" ”

For a while, the sound of silk and bamboo in the south of the Yangtze River sounded, as if the rain was entangled, lingering, making people feel as if they were in a gentle hometown. In an instant, a group of dancing girls dressed in pink long skirts stepped into the stadium gracefully, provoking the dance of Jiangnan, dancing gracefully, the soft waist, as if the water snake turned into a general, Wu Qing couldn't help but be excited and emotional for the water tenderness of the Jiangnan woman. This is the land of fish and rice, this is the customs of Jiangnan, the culture of Jiangnan!

When Wu Qing saw a lot of talents, he began to drink and groan, and he also poured a glass of chrysanthemum wine, gently put it under his nose and smelled it, feeling that the fragrance of chrysanthemums was in his nose, and he couldn't help but praise it, the wisdom of the ancients was really great.

After three rounds of drinking, the singing and dancing have stopped.

Yan Boyu said loudly: "Such a beautiful wine, such a beautiful scenery, we should write poems to celebrate!" ”

Chang Shi Taoren said with a smile: "What the governor said is very right, so many talented and beautiful people gathered, if you don't give two poems to help the fun, how can you be worthy of such a beautiful scene in this Tengwang Pavilion!" ”

Everyone applauded, how could you not write a few poems on such a grand occasion? But who should start with this? It's hard to get started, so someone has to get off to a good start. Although most of the people here are talented people in the south of the Yangtze River, only Wu Qing and Wang Bo are famous in the Tang Dynasty.

So everyone turned their attention to Wu Qing and Wang Bo.

Yan Boyu also cast a seeking gaze at the two.

Wu Qing sighed in his heart, and arched his hand and said: "Since this is the case, then play the sword first, I hope it can arouse your Yaxing!" ”

"Flick the sword?"

This is a very difficult thing, playing the sword and singing, one must have a deep martial arts attainment, and the other must have an extremely good musical talent.

Yan Boyu was obviously very interested in Wu Qing's sword, and applauded loudly, shouting, "Someone." Take the sword! ”

Suddenly, a slave walked in with a sword box, Yan Boyu took the sword box, and then opened it, and a simple ancient sword like green frost was in sight. Yan Boyu cherished the sword in his hand, walked up to Wu Qing, and said: "The name of this sword is Qingshuang, according to legend, it was cast by Ou Yezi, although it is not famous, but it is indeed a good sword. Today, I will give it to my son, hoping that my son can cherish it. ”

Wu Qing was stunned for a moment, but knowing that the donor sword also took a fancy to the other party's morality, Wu Qing had no choice but to take it and said, "Yan Gong is very loving." Qingding will not forget jì. ”

Yan Boyu wanted this sentence, and now there are so many people present to testify. Satisfied. The face is naturally light and bold.

Wu Qing held the sword in his hand, and with a flick of it, a dragon groan came from the sword body, and it was really a good sword! Then he hugged his fists and said: "Today, Wu Mou will be the first to offer ugliness, I hope you can endure your ears and eyes and listen to Wu's song!" ”

So. Everyone sat down, but Wu Qing laughed, took the hole flute in the corner, and then sat cross-legged in the middle. A piece of introduction was played by the dong flute, the sound of the flute was cut, and the pride instantly shone with a thousand lights, bringing everyone present to a river and lake at once.

Wu Qing put down the dong flute, took the sword in his hand, and then flicked his fingers and sang loudly: "The sea is smiling, and the tide on both sides of the strait is surging." Ups and downs follow the waves. The sky is smiling, and the tide is in the world. God knows who loses and who wins. The rivers and mountains are smiling, and the smoke and rain are far away. How much do you know about the red world when the waves sweep away the red earth. The breeze laughed, but it was lonely. There is still a night photo left of pride. The people laughed, no longer lonely. Pride is still smiling"

Immediately, Wu Qing laughed wildly, like crazy.

A breath of pride instantly ran through the audience, smiling proud of the rivers and lakes, happy and enmity, no matter the red world, they all laughed, the sea laughed, the rivers and mountains laughed, the common people laughed, the foolish laughed, isn't this a different kind of life.

If you are used to sorrow, you are also used to deceit, and you are tired of being busy, why not stop, drink, boat, laugh wildly, and the world is full of smoke.

The talents present were shocked by this simple and popular singing, although the words in it were so straightforward, they sang their hearts, and sang the leisurely that people have been yearning for and pursuing. Is this the way of the gods?

There is no shortage of people who understand music in the field, and you can understand the composition of Wuqing's song, the tone of Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu is very simple and very atmospheric, is this the legendary "Great Happiness Biyi"?

Yan Boyu got up first and said loudly: "Okay, what a smile, Gongzi is really a talent, my generation only uses poetry as a song, I don't want Gongzi to use straightforward words to sing such a thrilling song, what a genius!" ”

Wang Bo was also attracted by this song, and he only then understood that Wuqing's boldness came from the heart, and it was enough to have a confidant in life!

Of course, there are also unhappy faces, because although Wu Qingge's songs are shocking, the lyrics are not poems, nor long and short sentences, nor are they fu. This is very important in this age of popular poetry.

Because of Wu Qing's heart-wrenching song, it suddenly aroused the literary thoughts of the talents, and for a while, all kinds of poems continued to be chanted.

The banquet continued, and before I knew it, it was almost dusk, the sun was setting, the red glow was shining, and the lonely goose disappeared into the sky.

Yan Boyu said: "Today, I gather the talented sons of Jiangnan in the Tengwang Pavilion, and I should write about it, and I also ask you to be stingy with pen and ink!" ”

Many people know that Yan Boyu's son-in-law Wu Zizhang is quite good, and Yan Boyu has the intention of promoting, so this preface should be written by Wu Zizhang.

Wu Qing naturally didn't know that there was such a thing, so he pushed Wang Bo and said, "Brother Zi'an is good at resignation, why don't you record today's events, and leave your name!" ”

Wang Bo also felt that he could, he had already had a talent, so he stood up and arched his hand and said: "Bo Bucai, I am willing to try my ears!" ”

When everyone saw that it was Wang Bo, they couldn't help but look forward to it, Wang Bo also wrote a few poems in front, but it was not very attractive, so they were looking forward to Wang Bo's fu.

Wu Zizhang looked at his father-in-law Yan Boyu, Yan Boyu glared, and then said with a smile: "Zi'an is outstanding in learning, just describe, come to someone, pen and ink waiting!" ”

It turned out that Wu Zizhang responded to the words of his father-in-law Yan Boyu, made an endowment early, and polished it for many days, keeping it in mind, just waiting to show his face today, but he didn't want to be robbed of the limelight by Wang Bo. But he was also loyal, so he endured it.

Wang Bo looked at Wu Qing, Wu Qing smiled slightly, he looked around, looked at the sky, and then wrote: "Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu New Mansion." ”

Someone told Yan Boyu that Yan Boyu said: "It's just a cliché! ”

I saw Wang Bo continue to write: "The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. The three rivers and the five lakes are controlled, and the Ouyue is controlled. Wuhua Tianbao Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. ”

In an instant, the audience was attracted by this sentence, even Yan Boyu was also a great prodigy, Wu Qing smiled bitterly in his heart, in fact, he could recall this fu, but this person was by his side, and it would be really wrong to plagiarize other people's writings. Wu Qing shouted hello, Wang Bo still kept writing, writing: "The fishing boat sings at night, and the shore of Peng Li is poor." The geese were frightened, and the sound of Hengyang Zhipu was broken"

Wang Bo wrote that he needed to end with a poem at the end, and suddenly remembered Wu Qing, so he looked at Wu Qing and said, "Bo wants to ask Gongzi to end with a poem." ”

Wu Qing smiled slightly and said, "Dare to disobey!" ”

Wu Qing took the pen, smoothed the pen, and wrote in line: "King Teng's high pavilion is in Jiangzhu, and Pei Yuming Luan sings and dances." The painting building flies to the south of the clouds, and the bead curtain rolls up in the west mountain rain at dusk. The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn. Where is the emperor in the pavilion now, the Yangtze River outside the column is empty. ”

Wang Bo was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Wu Qing, with a sense of confidant, what Wu Qing wrote was almost exactly the same as what he thought. The two of them used to serve in the palace together, and finally were expelled from the palace on the same day, and now the two of them, one was exiled and pardoned, and the other was pardoned by the Autumn Queen, and the circumstances are so similar.

"Good!"

"Good poetry!"

The talents in the field are all proud, but they were impressed by the talent of the two warriors, and they realized that the two of them really deserve to be the talents of the Tang Dynasty, and they can reach the first place in one fell swoop before they reach the weak crown. It's really a real talent.

Wu Zizhang also secretly forgot the Fuhe poem he wrote. (To be continued......)