"Okay, good daughter, don't cry anymore, you're a little birthday star today, don't cry and go out to let relatives and friends see jokes." Mrs. Murong gently comforted. Holding the pear blossoms and bringing rain, Mrs. Murong gently wiped away the tears on her daughter's pretty face with a handkerchief, and laughed softly, "As long as I dress up a little, my little Feng'er will definitely amaze the audience today." ”

Murong Fengjiao was disgusted: "Mother, you are making fun of your daughter again." ”

"I'm not making fun, I'm telling the truth. It's not too early to start dressing up. Mrs. Murong pulled Murong Feng's little hand and went straight to the Qifeng Pavilion where she lived. The father and the two elder brothers all cast helpless glances at Murong Feng, who was full of grievances.

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There is a big island in the depths of the Dongting reed pond 30 miles west of Gusu City, the lake surface around the island is full of mist all the year round, but the island is a beautiful scenery, the four seasons are like spring, like a fairyland on earth. There is a kind of swallow called crested swift that inhabits the island all year round, so this island is also called the swallow dock by the nearby villagers.

There is a mountain villa on the island called Shenhezhuang, which is the old residence of the Gusu Murong family. Three days ago, the inside and outside of the village were cleaned up, and lights were displayed everywhere. Today, the island's drums are full of people, and from time to time, the invited superstars sing and dance on the makeshift stage outside the village, attracting the laughter of countless young children.

Inside the village, there are long tables around the scene, and all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas are displayed on the table. Celebrities and gentlemen who are not restless in old age wander around in groups of three or five in the beautiful garden scenery of the village, or taste fine wine, or talk about current affairs, and from time to time let out a burst of hearty laughter.

In the main hall, the ladies gathered, and from time to time there were bursts of warblers and swallows, which seemed to be very lively.

At this moment, when the sun sets on the lake, the afterglow dyes the waves, the tired birds return to the forest, and the weeping willows cling to each other, it is a great spectacle on the island. The scholars who think they are outstanding in literature are invited to climb the pavilion to enjoy the beautiful scenery together, and they will recite one or two ancient and modern nouns and good sentences to praise the beautiful scenery, or have a feeling and create one or two poems, whether good or bad, there will always be a burst of compliments.

At this time, a beautifully decorated ancient boat painting boat came to the waves, which immediately provoked these rioters to be very poetic, toasting and reciting masterpieces on the pavilions, and then letting out bursts of heroic and uninhibited laughter.

"Luoxia and Lone Yan fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky." On the top of the painting boat, Murong Feng, who was dressed in light makeup, sat against the window and stared at the undulating surface of the lake, reading the 'masterpieces' chanted loudly by those rioters, and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Little sister, why are you laughing?" Zhao Hu, who was dressed in a straight dress, kept shaking his head and shaking his head listening to the poems of these rioters, showing that he was enjoying it very much. Hearing the little sister's laughter, I couldn't help but wonder, "Second brother thinks this poem is very good!" I don't know who did it, but I'm going to go to the meeting for a while. ”

Zhao Long, who was sitting opposite him drinking tea, almost squirted out the tea in his mouth after hearing this, with a forced smile on his face.

Murong Feng rolled his eyes at Zhao Hu regardless of his image, and sighed, "This is a masterpiece by the ancient Tang Dynasty poet Wang Bo, the original sentence is: 'Luoxia and the lonely dragon fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky.'" The person who recited the poem changed the crane to a swallow in order to meet the occasion, and only changed one word, but he copied it indiscriminately without even knowing the source and artistic conception of the poem, how could he not make people laugh. ”

Seeing that Zhao Hu was still at a loss, Zhao Long couldn't help but laugh, "Second brother, the 'autumn water' in this poem specifically refers to the eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake formed by the convergence of three Hunan and four rivers, and we are now on Taihu Lake, and there is a distance of nearly 1,000 kilometers between the two!" And it's the height of summer, so why talk about autumn colors? ”

When Zhao Hu heard this, his face turned red, he held back for a long time, and argued angrily, "I just sigh that this poem is well written, and you have the ability to make the same good poem!" ”

Although Zhao Long has more ink in his belly than Zhao Hu, it would be really difficult for him to improvise a poem comparable to a noun sentence that has been praised through the ages. So unceremoniously kicked the problem to the little sister, and laughed, "Today is the auspicious day of the little sister's birthday, of course, the little sister is a souvenir." ”

"If you three don't go down to play with your younger siblings, what are you talking about here?" At this time, a beautiful woman wearing a goose yellow dress slowly walked in the attic, holding a plate of candied fruits in her hand, about ten years old, graceful, bright eyes and bright teeth, but there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows. Seeing that the three brothers and sisters were chatting happily, they asked with a smile.

"Sister-in-law." Murong Feng and Zhao Hu said in unison, which suddenly made this beauty's pretty face flushed, and she was angry, "Don't scream, I'm not yet" The voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was as thin as a mosquito, and he secretly glanced at Zhao Long who was smirking, and couldn't help glaring at him angrily.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, with the third sister speaking for you, you will never be able to escape the clutches of my eldest brother! Ouch, big brother, what are you doing throwing my fruit? Zhao Hu rubbed his forehead that was hit by a dragon's eye, and screamed.

Zhao Long glared at the second brother who had no cover in his mouth, then got up and took his girlfriend Wang Lin's fruit plate, pulled her to sit beside him, and smiled, "I was chatting with the second brother and the third sister about poetry just now, and the third sister was planning to write a poem to meet the occasion." ”

Murong Feng rolled his eyes when he heard this, he obviously didn't respond to this matter, how could he become a poet?

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I didn't expect Sister Feng'er to have such an elegant taste, so my sister has to listen to her." ”

Murong Feng was completely speechless, he was the best at dancing swords and swords, but if he talked about dancing and making ink, he would be absolutely blind.

"Little sister, do it quickly! Everyone is waiting! Zhao Hu instigated it out of place. Murong Feng wanted to kick him into the lake.

Murong Feng wanted to resign, but when he saw the second brother looking like he would not give up, he suddenly felt a headache, and couldn't help but stand up, leaning on the railing and looking at the pavilions and pavilions on the swallow dock, he had been brewing in his heart for a long time but couldn't even make up half a sentence of poetry, shook his head and smiled bitterly and was about to say a word, when he suddenly heard the drums in the villa, and saw the colorful flags between the pavilions and pavilions, the sunset reflected the water and the sky at the junction like a fire, and a few swifts frolicked among the weeping willows on the shore of the lake, making bursts of crisp chirps.

The prosperous scene of singing and dancing in front of her reminded her of various experiences in her previous life, and she couldn't help but feel and said:

The evening warbler cries emerald red,

The lakes and mountains are full of flags.

The drums of the sun and the sky are singing,

How many pavilions are in the smoke and rain.

Murong Feng couldn't help but let out a light sigh, only to hear a clatter behind him, and when he looked back, it turned out that the tea bowl in his hand that the eldest brother had dropped to the ground, but fortunately, the carpet was thick and did not break the tea bowl, but it splashed tea on the ground. As for the expressions of several people, they were all dumbfounded!

Zhao Hu's face was flushed with excitement, and he scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, "Little sister, your second brother doesn't know how to praise it." By the way, what is the title of this poem? ”

Murong Feng's eyes were deep, and he muttered, "It's called 'Fengyou Swallow Dock, reminiscing about the past'." ”

As the painting boat landed, Murong Feng's song "Fengyou Swallow Dock, Reminiscing the Past" quickly spread inside and outside Shenhezhuang, and immediately aroused countless exclamations and praises. The scholars even touted this poem as a masterpiece, and they couldn't wait to frame it and hang it in their study for every day to come.

When several of Murong Feng's relatives and elders heard this, they laughed from ear to ear, boasting that they had produced a talented woman with outstanding literary talents. Mrs. Murong was even more surrounded by a group of female dependents from various families, and she was talking and knocking on the side, but there were other masterpieces that came out before? Let's take it out for everyone to see.

Mrs. Murong was also amazed by her precious daughter's sudden literary talent, and secretly wondered why she hadn't noticed that her daughter had this talent before. But her teeth are itching in her heart, how many secrets does this girl still have to hide from her biological mother!

There is a lakeside pavilion by the lake outside the village, at this moment several young people are gathering in the pavilion to taste wine and enjoy the scenery, compared to those who boast of being elegant, these young people are obviously more talented, and the poems they make are more ancient and elegant, but there is a sense of loneliness and self-appreciation between the words.

At this time, a young man in a white dress walked quickly with excitement on his face, carefully holding a piece of rice paper with ink not drying in his hand, and when he entered the pavilion, he saw that everyone looked at him with a look of surprise, and couldn't help laughing, "What do you all look at me doing?" ”

"Didn't Brother Wen Jin be invited by a beautiful woman to accompany him? Why go and come back? A young man in brocade clothes teased, "Could it be that Brother Wen Jin's literary talent can't win the smile of the beauties, so he was driven back?" ”

"Hey, Brother Ziyan's words are bad, I look at Brother Wenjin and am overjoyed, it doesn't look like he was rejected by a beautiful woman, but it seems that he finally got what he wanted, could it be that Brother Wenjin has finally taken down that beauty just now, and then kissed Fangze?" Another chubby white young man said something meaningful, and his smile was very obscene, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

Zhang Wenjin was ridiculed by everyone, and he was not annoyed, but shook the rice paper in his hand, and joked, "In the next book, I still want to evaluate this peerless masterpiece that has just come out with my brothers, and now I see that a few of you are so profligate, I think it's better not to insult this good work." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by everyone who aroused curiosity, and continued to apologize for the wine before Zhang Wenjinzhi proudly unfolded the rice paper in his hand, but said, "This is the ink treasure that Master Gu personally waved after hearing the peerless masterpiece, and it is definitely hard to find!" ”

Everyone heard that it was the ancient master's ink treasure, and suddenly showed envy, the ancient master because of his age, but he had not mentioned the pen for a long time, and he didn't expect to be aroused by a peerless masterpiece today, and he wrote this poem with a splash of ink, no matter how this poem was written, it will definitely become a masterpiece that is hard to find because of the words of the ancient master.

As the rice paper was unfolded, a poem like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Everyone suddenly looked at each other and praised "Good words!" It is really the true work of the ancient master! ”

A handsome young man in a blue brocade robe looked at the calligraphy and painting and slowly read out the poem above: "The evening wave warbler cries emerald red, and the lake and mountains are full of flags." The fire is even loud and the drums are singing, and how many pavilions are in the smoke and rain. After hearing this, everyone savored the artistic conception of the poem, and then raised their glasses and praised it as a masterpiece, no wonder Master Gu would write this post himself.

"It's really a good poem, presumably this poetic conception should be born from the quatrain of the ancient Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's masterpiece "Jiangnan Spring"." The blue-robed young man held a wine bowl and commented carefully, "But this poem does not have the meaning of sad spring and sad autumn implied in "Jiangnan Spring", but has more of the pride of Jin Ge Iron Horse, presumably the person who can make such a masterpiece must be a battle-hardened Confucian general, I wonder if Brother Wen Jin can tell who this poem is from?" ”

"Lan Shao really wants to know?" Zhang Wenjin looked strange and smiled very mysteriously. The calligraphy was gently placed on the stone table, and then he poured himself a bowl of wine and drank it all, and then sighed to "I was also surprised when I first heard the author of this poem, and I had to sigh that the country is really a talented person after repeated confirmation!" Zhang Wenjin paused in his tone and sighed deeply, "You would never have imagined that the person who made such a masterpiece was actually a peerless beauty who was less than twenty-eight years old. ”

"Such a masterpiece is actually made by a woman?!" Gao Lanfeng was surprised, and everyone was also incredulous when they heard this!

"Who is this woman?" Some people are anxious and can't wait to ask.

Zhang Wenjin stretched out his hand and clicked on the title of the poem, and said with a mysterious smile, "Isn't it already written on it, why don't you guess the identity of this woman?" ”

Gao Lanfeng hurriedly stepped forward to look, and muttered, "Fengyou Swallow Dock, remember the past!" Fengyou! Fengyou? This woman should be a beautiful woman with the word phoenix in her name, and she is under the age of twenty-eight, could it be the legendary Miss Feng at today's banquet? ”

Zhang Wenjin raised his thumb and praised with a smile, "Lan Shao is really a word!" ”

Everyone suddenly let out an exclamatory inhalation!