Many people echoed the voice, and the call intensified, Qingqing frowned, and sobbed softly: "Such a boring literati is really annoying." ”

Wen Zhengming said: "I often hear Brother Bohu talk about the rumors and anecdotes of Lord Duan, and I also want to see it, Duan Gongzi is willing to give it a try?" ”

"That's right, Duan Gongzi, my young lady also praises you, so you can show your hand to the people below." Fluttershy encourages for fear that Duan Fei won't be embarrassed.

Duan Fei saw that Qingqing and Tang Bohu were looking at him expectantly, so he had no choice but to smile bitterly: "So...... I had no choice but to make a fool of myself......"

While thinking, he stood up and walked towards the window of Mingyuan Tower towards the Qinhuai River, looking at the bright moon in the sky and the beautiful scenery in the world, he suddenly remembered a poem......

The people watching downstairs saw a green-shirted scribe come to the window and look up at the sky, and they gradually fell silent, waiting and waiting......

Duan Fei took a breath, dispelled all distracting thoughts, and groaned in a loud voice: "

The flowers fall at this time, and the moon is full at this time

In the heavens on earth, singing and dancing are whirling

The phoenix bird returns to the nest, and there is no wolf smoke

Lonely Mei Chanjuan.

The waves are lingering, and the bottom of the sea reflects the sky

If you don't teach the clouds to cover the moon, you want to be peaceful for thousands of years, ......" (Note 1)

Duan Fei's poem was finished, and the stage and the audience were dumbfounded, this poem is not only beautiful, but also rare is that the artistic conception is quite appropriate to today's Mid-Autumn Festival and the Flower Festival, and by the way, it is also harmonious. There are many literati on the scene, so they can naturally hear the mystery, and ordinary people also think that Duan Fei's chanting is very catchy.

The suspicious gaze turned into admiration, or jealousy, and the person who spoke just now shook his head and sighed: "That's it, that's it, Duan Gongzi is really talented, this poetry is lofty, and it is not much better than Cao Zhi, who became a poem in seven steps, I admire it, dare to ask what is the name of this poem?" ”

Duan Fei said in his heart Either he didn't do it, since he did the first year of junior high school, he even did it with the fifteenth, he smiled slightly, and replied loudly: "This poem is called 'Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon - Mid-Autumn Festival'." ”

The people watching downstairs whispered one after another, and some even took out a pen and paper and began to transcribe, only to hear Duan Fei turn his head and say inside: "Mr. Tang, I have composed a music for this poem, you and Master Wen and the Qingqing girl will refer to the details for me, if the Qingqing girl thinks it is good, I dare to ask Master Tang to play, and the Qingqing girl sings, I don't know what the respect is?" ”

"Okay!" The people downstairs cheered for fear that the world would not be chaotic, Tang Bohu looked at the Qingqing girl, Qingqing smiled calmly, and said, "Does Qingqing dare to disobey her fate?" Duan Gongzi, please advise. ”

The audience was quiet, only to see Mingyuan upstairs after a while after the sound of the intermittent sound of the piano, everyone knew that it was someone trying to play the tune, so they didn't dare to disturb it, thousands of people were looking forward to it, more solemn and respectful than the opening of the Gongyuan exam.

Finally, Tang Bohu's voice smiled arrogantly: "Young girl, the old decay is ready, can you start?" ”

Qingqing snorted and said, "Qingqing is ugly, Master Tang, please!" ”

The sound of the piano rises again, lively and smooth, in a trance everyone can't help but look up to the sky, the vast night sky seems to be integrated with the sound of the piano, the lights of the Mid-Autumn Festival make the bright moon in the sky no longer lonely, and the colorful clouds seem to be sleeping with the moon.

"The flowers fall at this time, and the moon is full at this time

In the heavens on earth, singing and dancing and whirling......"

The young girl is not only singing, she also gets up and dances by the song, I see her dancing graceful like a cloud, rising and falling with the song, just like the colorful clouds in the sky, riding the wind and the moon, playing games, the mood is realistic, full of interest, the people in the audience are attracted by the sound of the song and song, and they don't realize that the young girl on the stage is dancing, Duan Fei looked at Qingqing's focused appearance immersed in singing and dancing, and secretly swallowed his spit at the same time, he was a little ashamed in his heart, has he always misunderstood this girl?

The singing is getting farther away, the young girl is lying on the ground, her posture is extremely beautiful, just like a peony changing into a human shape, she is lying on the petals and sleeping quietly, the sound of the piano is gradually lowering, Tang Bohu sighed secretly, closed his eyes and was silent, this song just now consumed a lot of his energy, he needed to rest for a while, the years are ruthless.

"Miss......" Fluttershy and Dragonfly didn't find out that Miss was lying in Duan Fei's arms until the piano stopped for a while, and they couldn't help but exclaim, and they grabbed a few steps to push Duan Fei away.

"Don't be rude." Qingqing scolded in time, she lazily brushed the hair that covered her face, revealing a peerless face, she smiled at Duan Fei and said, "Thank you Duan Gongzi, Qingqing is so distracted, she didn't even feel the exhaustion." ”

Duan Fei looked at her unusual bright red face and said worriedly, "Qingqing girl, could it be that you are not feeling well?" ”

The Qingqing girl shook her head and said, "Qingqing has been sick since she was a child, she has always been like this, today I was a little tired, after listening to Gongzi's poems and tunes, and Master Tang playing, I couldn't help but dance with the song with great interest, so that my physical strength was exhausted, so that Duan Gongzi smiled, Xiaodie, go get my medicine, little dragonfly, help me to sit on the chair." ”

Fluttershy had already taken the medicine, and the little dragon also took the Qingqing girl from Duan Fei's hand, Qingqing's expression gradually recovered after taking the medicine, Wen Zhengming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Qingqing girl, you almost scared me to death, I never knew that you are so weak, girl, you must not be forced next time." ”

Tang Bohu also stepped forward to ask for warmth, only to hear someone below say: "This song Caiyun chasing the moon is really a work of God, the phoenix and the colorful clouds chasing the moon complement each other, Duan Gongzi is quick to think, and he composed poems and music in an instant, all of them are masterpieces, and he is highly admired. Today, Master Tang, Master Wen and Qingqing Girl, Duan Gongzi chanted poems and composed music on the Mingyuan Tower, singing and dancing, and it will be passed on as a good story in the future. ”

The Qingqing girl upstairs in Mingyuan said leisurely: "Wang Gongzi has won the award, today Qingqing can meet with the two masters, and I am also deeply honored to be able to listen to Duan Gongzi's poetry and music, but Qingqing has been running around for days, and he is already exhausted, please forgive the two masters and Duan Gongzi, and make a special trip to visit in the future, Qingqing will leave." ”

With the help of Fluttershy and Dragonfly, the young girl gets into a sedan chair and is escorted by countless people.

Countless people poured up to Mingyuan Tower, wanting to see the demeanor of the two masters and Duan Fei, and the three of them were overwhelmed, but fortunately, Shi Bin and them also squeezed in, hugging them and leaving quickly.

When leaving the tribute courtyard, Yang Sen suddenly turned his head and glanced at Mingyuan Tower, his expression was cold and vigilant, not like the usual innocence, there was a masked man in black hidden in the dark corner above Mingyuan Tower, he watched Duan Fei leave, rubbed his shoulders and scolded secretly: "Damn, how can there be a master next to this guy, that kid is really ruthless, he will kill if he doesn't kill him, if I don't avoid it quickly, it will really be wronged." ”

Duan Fei didn't know anything about this, although the Qinhuai Flower Festival was over, there were still many pedestrians on the street, and the lanterns were shining everywhere, and the beautiful scenery was dizzying, Duan Fei saw Yang Sen constantly looking around, leaned over and hugged his shoulders and smiled: "I've never seen such a lively and fun place, right?" Why don't you continue to play on the streets, and I'll go back alone? ”

Yang Sen was startled, he turned back to Duan Fei and smirked: "It's not fun, it's just that these lights are good-looking, and I can't guess the riddle." ”

Duan Fei stuffed a lantern into his hand and said, "Then you can hold this lantern for me, there are no unexpected cases for me to handle recently, are you too idle?" ”

Yang Sen's eyes were still wandering around, and he replied casually: "It's nothing, it's good to sleep when you're full every day." ”

"It's not a pig ......" Duan Fei smiled, thought about it again, and said, "Yang Sen, can you do a bone examination?" ”

Yang Sen said proudly: "Of course, the bone examination is much simpler than the autopsy, my grandfather has taught me several bone examination techniques, whether the corpse is suddenly sick and died, poisoned to death, or injured by a sharp weapon or beaten to death, I can accurately judge it, and ensure that there is no mistake." ”

Note 1: Duan Fei recited the words written by the contemporary poet Liu Zhou for the song "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon/Mid-Autumn Festival", and the full words are as follows:

"Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon" / Mid-Autumn Festival (contemporary) Liu Zhou

The flowers fall at this time, and the moon is full at this time

In the heavens on earth, singing and dancing are whirling

The phoenix bird returns to the nest, and there is no wolf smoke

Lonely Mei Chanjuan.

The waves are lingering, and the bottom of the sea reflects the sky

Don't teach the clouds to cover the moon, thinking that it will be peaceful for thousands of years.

I have a neon wind blowing, and the water ripples and sings to smooth it

The hidden dragon in the clouds, the cold palace in the moon

The clouds are dyed with color, and the moon is sprinkled with light

Colorful clouds chase the moon, and clouds cover the autumn sky

The moon is cool, and the clouds carry a fresh breeze

Only then did he rejoice and cause sorrow

Who can solve this worry? Who is a bosom friend?

And drink this cup, and talk about it

Good days are fleeting, like dreams.