"The pond in Xiyuan is dry and the sea is flowing, and the king is riding in the middle of the moon? Then go to the middle of the moon after a certain feast? The saint was also happy, but frowned and scolded, "Emei is competing for favor? What are you talking about? ”

"The saint wants to be crooked" Dugu is kind and happy, Emei rows households to compete for new favorites, and does not hide his own building. There is indeed a mockery of the concubines of this imperial garden competing for favor.

"Tianxing is talking nonsense, the saint is listening to it, Tianxing has also made several poems today, and he is a little tired" Nalan Feiya hurriedly poured wine for the saint.

"How many more? Let's hear it: "The saint doesn't care about the arrogant Far Eastern Marquis mocking the harem.

Nalan Feiya immediately recited the song that Lang rode a bamboo horse around the bed to make green plums, and the sage's comments were too lingering, how could Ru Yiyan and Tang Tanhua indulge in boudoir love?

Hearing the sentence that life is the same and death is the same, the saint was stunned, drank a glass of wine silently, and didn't bother to comment.

"A saint is also a man of temperament, isn't he?" Dugu Xinci did not let go of the saint and mocked.

"What's the matter with you? Just now, do you think that it is feasible to reduce the military performance and reduce the consistent monetary measures? The saint changed the subject instantly.

"I think that the person who proposed this proposal should be beheaded," Dugu Xinci said unceremoniously.

"It's not that serious, is it?" The saint was puzzled.

Although these measures are proposed, they are all announced in a list, and the martial arts guide is now almost a copy in Chang'an, and these terms are also written in black and white, that is, the rules and regulations of the imperial court, the sage's golden words, but now some people have proposed to abolish it, and the decree is changed to make the sage and the credibility of the court where is it? In order to discredit the reputation of the saint and the court for thousands of pieces of silver, he kept saying that it was to save money and trouble for the court? This is high-grade black? Dugu Xinci sneered.

"More than a few thousand, more than two thousand martial arts five per person, that's tens of thousands," Feng Yuanyi, the head of Lijingmen, defended the saint.

"Okay, tens of thousands of guan, for tens of thousands of guan, that is, to change the imperial court regulations, then will you change the marching route for hundreds of thousands of guan?" Dugu Xinci cross-examined.

"How can it be so serious?" The saint's face changed.

"The Yin Jian of Caoqu is not far away" Nalan Feiya also persuaded that during the Shangyuan Festival, Dugu Xinci instigated Neiku to get a Caoqu lottery ticket, and later due to repeated delays in the lottery and payment, it gradually existed in name only.

"You were talking about a profit of millions, but in the end? Less than 200,000? The sage muttered.

"Less than 200,000?" Dugu Xinci was surprised.

"It's not bad, it's not bad to have this income in two or three months," Feng Yuanyi hurriedly explained, and gave the Far Eastern Hou a look by the way.

"Yes, yes, a certain saint has a cup" Dugu Xinci raised his glass with a smile.

"Feng Daban, do you have something to hide?" The saint asked thoughtfully.

"Uh, the saint is drinking, and he will go to the garden in the moon later?" Dugu Xinci also diverted the topic.

"Wei Erlang, I remember that during the Shangyuan Festival, you were the supervising imperial history of Caoqu, can you remember the situation at that time?" The sage attracted Wei Bin, who was laughing at the little lady of the Cui family with everyone, and Wei served the imperial history.

"The situation at that time was very good, I remember that the Phoenix Princess also bought a lottery ticket for twenty times, right?" Wei Erlang was a little unsure.

"Oh, do you remember the approximate number of days?" The sage asked gently.

"I supervised for two days, and I remember that when the account was closed, the amount paid by the 48 points in Chang'an was 880,000,000,000," Wei Erlang nodded and replied.

"Oh, then you go, have a drink with Wang Sanlang for two cups" The sage sent Wei Shi away.

"In two days, there are 880,000 guan, and in three days, isn't it more than 1.3 million guan? Feng Daban, do you know the situation of Caoqu Bocai? The saint turned his face and asked with a gloomy face.

"Tianxing just recited a sentence that Emei ranked households to compete for new favorites, and the sage reprimanded it as nonsense, this matter is handled by the inner library, Qi Guogong has always been timid, how can he know about this situation?" Seeing that Feng Yuanyi's face was like dirt, Concubine Nalan also spoke.

"Even if Lao Feng knows what is going on, I'm afraid he won't know the trick with his IQ, right?" Dugu Xinci made up for it.

"Then Feng Daban tell me what you know, and let the Far Eastern Hou explain the key to a certain one?" The saint does not give up.

"All I know is that by May, all the gambling points have received an amount of 1.5 million, and there are 50 grand prizes, and there are countless other awards," Feng Yuanyi hurriedly told the truth.

"Fifty prizes, one is 10,000, right?" The sage asked.

"Fifty prizes? So much? Dugu Xinci was also amazed.

"How? Didn't you say that Neku always delayed the lottery? "The saint is strange.

"Fifty jackpots in four months is a lot? Supposedly, it should cause a sensation? 500,000 yuan? Plus other awards, nearly 800,000 yuan of Kaiyuan Tongbao should be returned? How did the 800,000 yuan of silver money be spent silently, and it ended up being suspicious? Dugu Xincimo rubbed his chin and smiled.

"Forty out of fifty prizes are among the people of the Inner Library," Feng Yuanyi explained the reason.

"Huh? Is this taking the people of Yantang for fools? Dugu Xinci laughed.

The saint also blushed a little.

"Even if all the 800,000 are returned to the lottery players, then there are nearly 700,000?" The saint sneered again.

"I heard that the queen had killed five internal treasury stewards with a cane in March," Feng Yuanyi exonerated the prime minister of the inner treasury, Wang Yanran.

"Isn't it a certain kind of drinking, such a good night, talking about some businessmen, not burning the qin and boiling the crane?" Dugu Xinci cut off the topic with a smile.

The saint looked at the crowd, raised his glass, and his face returned to normal.

After the feast, the saint made a gesture of proximity to the people and led a group of young people to enjoy the scenery in the courtyard.

The moon is as oblique as a hook, the stars are like beans, but the lanterns are hanging high in the courtyard, straight as the day.

"Although the moon hangs obliquely today, it is also interesting, how about you take the moon as the theme?" Since he was in the company of a group of Jinshi Hanlin, the sage naturally became elegant and opened his mouth to lead to the title of the poem.

The saint was also the first to chant a poem:

The number of days in May, the five-tone Xia Jun. The old came and passed on for five days, and nothing was called a god.

The acupuncture pillow is aura, and the filament continues to live. At four o'clock, the flowers compete for ingenuity, and the nine sons compete for the new.

The square hall Linhua Festival, the round palace banquet Yachen. Advance into a word of weight, and the text is six meanings.

The humerus is good, and the phoenix can be returned.

"So-and-so is throwing bricks and leading jade, you wait to think about it, and the best one appreciates the wine," the sage laughed.

"You can't include the Marquis of the Far East" Feng Yuanyi, the general manager, hurriedly admonished, he has known these Yantang heroes for a long time, as long as he composes poems and eulogies, he knows that there is Dugu Tanhua, and everyone else is a foil.

"Yes, so-and-so will not be used as a poem to compose lyrics, and a certain will be used as a judge" Dugu Xinci accepted the kindness of General Manager Feng.

The saint glanced at it and acquiesced.

So Wang Wei took the lead in getting a poem:

The moon is from the broken mountain pass, and the gate of the remote vomit palace ends. Ten thousand trees are empty, and the night is in the clouds.

The light is white, and the air and the wind are cold. Gu Jing jade spring sounds, and the rock is deep and green.

Clear the light into a dream, and the shadow hugs the sky. In the trance piano window, it is difficult to think about it.

Then Wei Erlang also had inspiration:

Yaotai drips gold stem dew at night, and the water hall is cool and jade pillow wind.

Lying down to watch the galaxy return to the pavilion late, the moon obliquely sparse shadow turns to the sycamore.

Zu Yonglang Jun followed up with a song:

The sound of the jade flute wraps the glass, and the wind hunts the flag.

The stars and the moon are heavy and the Milky Way is flowing water.

Cui Xingzong Langjun did not show weakness, and immediately recited:

The shade of the tree is high and surrounds the surrounding wall, and the quiet night is still long.

Half a turn has not left the north pole of the sky, and the oblique has been close to the west chamber of the moon.

"It's all good, but what are you doing with sadness and sorrow?" Dugu Xinci pouted.

The sage thought about it, but said in his mouth, "The oblique moon hangs in the sky, it is silent, do not write sorrow, and force joy?" ”

"A certain apprentice Du Fu writes the moon better than you, the stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells in the river. How imposing? Dugu Xinci despised the Tao.

"Then you have a song? Yesterday's Kaiyuan miscellaneous newspaper Li Baike is also Yongyue's verses, when is the moon in the blue sky, I stopped the cup today and asked:

People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon goes with people?

Bright as a flying mirror, the green smoke is extinguished?

But seeing that the night came from the sea, would you rather know that Xiang Yunjian did?

The white rabbit pounds medicine in autumn and spring, who is Chang'e's neighbor in solitude?

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together.

I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle.

Thou shalt thou write a poem to compare it to? ”

Wei Erlang was not convinced, so he shouted.

"The people of today do not see the ancient times and the moon, but the present month used to shine according to the ancients? This Qinglian Sword Immortal is really talented, Dugu Tanhua, do you dare to fight? The saint also laughed and excited.

"Haha, today's moon is so white" Dugu Xinci snorted haha.

"Little phoenix, I got a necklace a few days ago, come, give it to you" The sage took out a necklace, a golden gold chain. The pendant is a fiery red ruby, carved in the shape of a phoenix.

Nalan Feiya took it, and her face was immediately delighted, "This is a fire attribute gem?" ”

"Yes, someone has been with you for almost half a year, and I haven't seen anything good that he gave you, so I saw that this necklace was just right for you" The saint smiled and said with a smile, not forgetting to step on a certain marquis.

"A certain sent its Mithril" Dugu Xinci muttered, so that the saint's whole mood is not good, on the Yuan Festival, Dugu Xinci made a calyx Loufu, and asked for a set of wine utensils in the palace, among which there is a wine glass that is cast by Mithril, which is of extraordinary value, so that the saint is very heartbroken for a long time.

"Thank you for the grace of the saint," Nalan Feiya thanked her.

"No thanks, just let that boy make a poem," said the sage generously.

So everyone looked at the Far East.

Dugu Xinci then meditated for a while, and then chanted:

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail.

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees.

This poem is obviously aimed at Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Bai's poem about the wine and the moon, but the artistic conception is deeper, the slightest is subtle, and it is tactful and harmonious.

"What's the title?" The sage asked.

"Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"

"Although it does not fit the scene tonight, this is the peak of Yongyue, write it down for so-and-so, and so-and-so should recite it every day," the sage immediately commanded.

This poem by Dugu Xinci is written closely related to the background of spring, river, flowers, moon and night, and takes the moon as the main body. "Moon" is a scene in the poem, it beats the poet's pulse, in the whole poem is like a life bond, through the top and bottom, touching the gods, the poetry with the birth and fall of the moon and ups and downs. The moon went through the process of rising overnight, hanging high, setting in the west. Under the illumination of the moon, the river, the beach, the sky, the wilderness, the maple tree, the flower forest, the flying frost, the white go, the flat boat, the high-rise building, the mirror platform, the anvil, the flying wild goose, the diving fish and dragon, the sleepless woman and the wandering wanderer, constitute a complete poetic image, showing a picture full of life philosophy and life interest. This painting is light and strong in tone, although it is sketched with ink, but "ink is colorful", from the black and white complementary, virtual and real life show a brilliant and colorful artistic effect, just like an elegant Chinese ink painting, reflecting the beauty of the artistic conception of the moonlit night of the spring river.

Cui Xingzong looked at the surrounding Hanlin edict of Luoyang, the flying Wei Erlang, the quiet Wang Wei Wang Sanlang, and the innocent Zu Yongzu Liulang, all of whom were calm in the artistic conception of this spring river flower moonlit night at this moment, and couldn't help but think of it.

Dugu Xinci thinks about it, let people bring pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and cursive writing on this spring river flower moonlit night, all in one go, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the natural imagery is extraordinary.

"The poem has a book lining, the book has a poetic backbone, another masterpiece?" Wang Wei also sighed.

Naturally, the saint laughed and sighed.

"This poem is with Xiaoya's thanks, and it doesn't fit the situation tonight, well, let's say a word on behalf of a certain thank you for the saint's reward" Dugu Xinci thought about it and continued to write:

Water tune song head, Bingchen early summer, drink Dadan, slightly drunk, make this article, thank the saint for the reward.

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

After the first song of the water tune was written, the surroundings were even more silent.

On the film, the whimsy of the sky was born because of the moon; In the next film, the fact that the world is touched by the moon. Swaying freely, without pretending to be carved, and the mighty air is beyond the ordinary. Hu Zhong was the word of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and since this word has come out, the remaining words have been abandoned, which shows the general situation of the time. The beginning of the sentence, breaking through the sky, strange and abnormal, the intention also comes from Li Taibai's "When is the moon in the blue sky, I want to stop the cup and ask". The two sentences of "I don't know" are more questionable, I don't know when the month is, so I don't know what year it is today. The three sentences of "I want" are incomprehensible because of the question, but there is a wish to return by the wind, and "I want" echoes "fear". "Qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold", the original meaning is to say that it is high and wonderful, and it is also extremely implicit. The two sentences of "dancing" are still carried up, and they fall into the situation in front of them, saying that they cannot return by the wind, but only linger under the moon. Since surrendered, he has been unrestrained, and he sincerely feels that there is a tendency of wind and sea and rain to force people. Change your head, and write that the moonlight shines on people sleeplessly. The following turns deeper and deeper, and it has its own wonderful meaning. The two sentences of "should not" write that the moon is not round, which is quite annoying to the moon. "People have" three sentences in one turn, saying that people and months are impermanent, since ancient times, and there is a meaning of decomposition for the month. The two sentences of "hope" are further explained, since it is difficult for people and the moon to be complete since ancient times, only each of them can protect the body of their daughters, and they will not forget each other for a long time by alliing with the moon. Although the original meaning is derived from the sentence "the moon is thousands of miles away" in Xie Zhuang's "Moon Fu", the word "wish" is added by Po Gong, which is deeper and more meaningful.

"Sometimes I really want to keep you by my side, every day, no, there is such a good poem every month, ten years, no, five years later, I will send you a husband" The sage was confused and sighed.

"What is a certain public doing? This necklace is Xiaoya's? Dugu Xinci was very disdainful.

The pond of the West Garden is dry and the sea is current, and the king rides in the middle of the moon.

Emei rows of households to compete for new favorites, not to hide their own buildings.

(End of chapter)