Dream Twenty-four Fighting Words
A good sentence "I want to find the way to the sky, and dance in the clouds"! Song Jiayi said in surprise and praise.
"Sister Yinyun! He also said that he couldn't fill in the words, this filling is amazing, you want to go to the sky to dance! ”
After An Tong heard this, he took a long breath and said to Song Jiayi with a smile: "My sister wants to go with Sister Jiayi, but I don't know the way to heaven, where is it hidden!" ”
As soon as she finished speaking, she watched everyone laugh together, completely forgetting the fear of not being able to write poetry just now.
After Song Jiayi heard this, she followed An Tong's words and said: "You crow's mouth that loves to talk nonsense, see if my sister doesn't clean you up!" ”
As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly walked to An Tong's side, reached out to her squeaky nest with her hand, and tickled her.
An Tong kept dodging, and he couldn't stop laughing.
Suddenly, An Tong saw the opportunity, and when Song Jiayi relaxed her vigilance, she also stretched out her hand to her, and then the two of them hugged each other.
The rest of the people, seeing the two of them laughing so happily, some laughed, some stepped forward to help, and some covered their eyes, and for a while, the laughter in the pavilion was endless.
After a while, everyone felt tired, so they all sat down again and admired the words written by An Tong.
"I think that the wonderful land mountain is leaning on the green, like Lang Yuan and the Hidden Immortal Palace." More meaningful. Song Jialan said with praise.
"What! I think, "Comfort the wine every day without saying anything." The dust is empty". It's even better. Song Junsheng said contendly.
An Tong looked at everyone, and I argued endlessly.
But she began to say nothing, and looked at the jade pendant around her neck, as if she was thinking about something else.
Song Jiayi was afraid that something bad would come out, so she touched An Tong's shoulder with her hand and said, "Sister Yinyun, you say something, don't let them fight." ”
An Tong had an idea, pursed his lips and smiled at everyone: "Everyone is polite, you can also have a song!" Let's learn from each other. ”
Song Jiayi took the opportunity to say: "That's good! I'm a little older by year, so I'll go first! ”
She then put pen to paper and thought for a moment and wrote:
Appeal to the heart
Deep mountain paths, bamboo forests. In the song of the warbler. The mountains are stacked and green, and the drunken face is red. A good gathering. Don't dream of the Heavenly Palace, it's the same here. The dusk is approaching, too hurried.
"Yin Yun, how did I write?" Song Jiayi looked at An Tong and asked with a smile.
"Sister Jiayi, it's really well written, I especially like it" Don't dream of Tiangong, it's the same here. The dusk is approaching, too hurried. An Tong said adoringly.
"Deep mountain paths, bamboo forests. In the song of the warbler. "It's quite a Buddhist mood, sister!" After Song Junkang saw it, he said to Song Jiayi.
After hearing this, Song Jiayi said in surprise: "Really? I haven't thought much about it yet. When she finished speaking, she laughed sheepishly.
"What's this, look at Ben Gongzi's!" Song Junsheng looked at An Tong and thought about it, and wrote thoughtfully:
Jade butterfly
Xiaolou Jin Yu is heavy. Put the wine in the twilight. The book of geese may be difficult to seal. The people of Iraq meet in their dreams. Lovesick who understands, whispering to the heart. The divination asked the immortal Weng who he was born with.
After reading it, An Tong said, "Brother Junsheng! Being able to stay with you for the rest of my life is probably the most worthy thing in the world to be commemorated in a book. ”
At this time, on the platform set up under the heart pavilion, suddenly the voices of people were boiling, and they shouted one after another: "Oiran worships the god of flowers!" Bless the ancient city with good weather and good weather! ”
Immediately after a fair-skinned, pleasant-looking girl, with a veil on her face, wearing a red dress, she came to the middle of the stage step by step, she faced the incense burner on the table, after a stick of incense, and then the musicians played an ancient song, with the fluctuation of the rhythm, the Oiran and the people in the audience, kowtowed to a tablet engraved with the words of the Green Emperor.
An Tong stood on it, watching everything carefully, and suddenly turned around and found that Song Jiayi and the others were all lying on the ground, and there were still words in their mouths.
"Please! Is this a feudal ritual? Where is the god of flowers? I really don't understand you people! ”
At this time, the Oiran on the stage saw An Tong standing in the heart pavilion, and she didn't kneel down to the god of flowers, so after the ceremony was over, she took another girl and walked to the top of the heart pavilion.
Song Jiayi and the others stood up and saw that An Tong was still looking down, so she smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Are you in love with this oiran? ”
As soon as Song Jiayi's words fell, two girls walked in the heart pavilion, one was the Oiran who worshipped the god just now, and the other was wearing heavy makeup and gorgeous clothes.
I saw the god-worshipping Oiran walking lightly in front of Song Junsheng, and said while saluting: "Young master! Thank you for the rescue not long ago! I still remember that we met at last year's Flower Saint Meeting, and I don't want to meet again this year. ”
Song Jiayi looked over and found that the oiran who worshiped the gods was Xu Yuanyuan, the daughter of the governor of Anzhou, and the other was Cui Yueyue, the daughter of Cuifu, whom she didn't like very much.
"Ahh I should have saved you, when did we meet, but I don't remember it! I didn't expect Miss Xu to remember! Someone's coming! Bring two stools. ”
Then the servants moved the stools and sat down for the two girls, not wanting the two to sit down just now, Cui Yueyue pointed to An Tong and said, "Isn't this Chai Yinyun, the eldest lady of the Chai family?" Didn't you marry into the Marquis Mansion of Beijing? ”
After hearing this, Xu Yuanyuan said with some sarcasm: "She! has been abandoned by Li Hou, I don't know who the sage's book says about shame! ”
After hearing this, An Tong said with a smile: "I heard that there is a kind of woman who loves to take advantage of men, they are often charming, charming, and infinitely coquettish!" ”
"You! You! What a big boldness, you abandoned woman, you openly insult the governor's daughter, you just wait to go to prison! After Cui Yueyue heard this, she said with some excitement.
"Enough! Cui Yueyue! Xu Yuanyuan! Two girls in front of us, bullying our sister! It's not in accordance with the rules! Song Jiayi suddenly showed her majesty and said.
"Brother Junsheng! They're your friends! What a good friend! ”
Song Junsheng heard An Tong's questioning, so he said to them: "I have never had a deep relationship with the two of you, why are you making things difficult for my sister here!" ”
After hearing this, Xu Yuanyuan said: "Young master! Your father and my father once said that he wanted you to marry me, and if you don't believe it, you can ask Grandpa Guo. ”
"Marry you? If you want to marry him, I don't like you, sir! ”
"Young master! Your words are too hurtful, let's wait and see! Yueyue, let's go! After Xu Yuanyuan finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.
Song Junsheng saw An Tong at this time, and he had been glaring at him, so he walked up to Xu Yuanyuan angrily and slapped him.
Xu Yuanyuan covered her face and said with tears in her eyes: "Young master! You actually hit me! You wait for me! ”
After hearing this, Song Junsheng sneered and stopped talking.
At this time, Song Junyu looked at Cui Yueyue and said, "Brother Junsheng! Why are you indiscriminately beating people! It's not a month! ”
Cui Yueyue glanced at him, pursed her lips and laughed.
When Song Jiayi saw it, she pointed at Song Junyu's head with her hand and said, "You know?" This kind of hateful and unreasonable person will have your good fruit to eat in the future. ”
But without waiting for Song Junyu to answer anything, Xu Yuanyuan pulled Cui Yueyue away.
Song Junyu looked at Cui Yueyue's back, then looked at the people around her, and quickly sat down, falling into a trance.
At this time, An Tong deliberately angered Song Junsheng and said, "Miss Xu is not the lady that my uncle chose for you!" ”
When Song Junsheng heard this, he suddenly felt like a piece of ice in his heart, and he suddenly felt a chill.
There was something hidden in his eyes, and from the outside, it seemed that he had red eyes from drinking.
When Song Jiayi saw this, she couldn't help but stand up and said, "Sister Yinyun, where is it, Junsheng never knew about this!" ”
Everyone said in unison, "Yes! A madwoman's words can be believed! Thanks to the governor's daughter! ”
At this time, An Tong's heart has been ignited, no matter how everyone can persuade her, she just wants to be angry with Song Junsheng and vent her anger for herself.
So she deliberately walked behind Song Junkang, put her hands on Song Junkang's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Brother Junkang, it's time for you to write words." ”
An Tong didn't expect her to make this move, which completely angered Song Junsheng.
Song Jun stood up angrily and said: "This is a poetry meeting, or a Goolan Washer, someone must not forget the etiquette that should be observed!" As he spoke, he picked up his glass and slammed it on the ground.
The crowd didn't know what was going on, and they thought he was drunk.
When An Tong saw this, a strange feeling suddenly came to her heart, she felt that she had done something wrong, and hurriedly returned to her seat and sat down.
After Song Jiayi saw it, she was not confused, but after thinking for a while, she immediately said to the servant: "Someone! Young Master Junsheng has drunk too much, help him back to his room to rest! ”
After hearing this, the servant hurriedly came to help Song Junsheng, and at this time, from the door under the heart pavilion, a woman walked in.
"Is that her?" After An Tong saw it, he remembered the resentful eyes of that day.
Seeing this, Song Jiayi hurriedly said to An Tong: "Sister Yinyun, this is my second uncle's little aunt, how about it, beautiful!" I'm afraid it's also a masterpiece in this world! ”
An Tongfang was distracted, and the woman had already come to the heart pavilion, only to see her phoenix eyes and cherry lips, ice muscles and jade bones, and a slender waist phantom, Chu Chu was moving.
The upper body is wearing a blue satin embroidered dress, the lower body is wearing a children's Baiju skirt, and the feet are wearing a pair of purple silk silver embroidered shoes. The ears are wearing emerald pendants.
"Miss Yi! Junsheng, what's wrong with him? The woman came to Song Jiayi and asked her.
"Little aunt, Junsheng just drank too much, it's not a big deal, just sober up!" Song Jiayi replied politely.
Seeing this, everyone hurriedly came over to say hello, only An Tong and Chai Zheng were sitting there at a loss, and they didn't know what to say.
Seeing this, Song Jiayi hurriedly introduced the woman: "Little aunt, this is the niece and nephew of the second aunt's family. ”
After An Tong heard this, he took it and said, "Sister this big beauty, what should I call you?" ”
When the woman heard this, she replied as if she had hatred in her eyes, and replied with a spring breeze on her face: "Just call me sister, we are not so close anyway!" Even though they all call me little aunt, I still like people to call me sister! ”
"Then how can you do it, Sister Yinyun, don't call it blindly, it's also in line with etiquette for you to call a little aunt, how can you call your sister!" Song Jiayi listened to the conversation between the two of them and said.
"Oh! Sister Jiayi, I know it's wrong, come to Chai Zheng! This person who is not very close to us! We're going to call her Auntie. As An Tong spoke, he took the firewood and called the little aunt to the woman.
After hearing this, the woman looked cold and said disdainfully: "This girl, are you Chai Yinyun?" ”
"Yes! Auntie, how do you know, we didn't know each other before! Chai Yinyun replied suspiciously and cautiously.
"Hehehe! Your name is known in the ancient city! Even my family Junsheng is still obsessed! I can call you in my dreams! How could I not know! ”
"Really? Little aunt, isn't your name also thunderous around you? And also... It may be Junsheng's brother, who loves my sister more, so it's more attentive! will shout my name in the dream, Brother Junsheng and I are just brother and sister! ”
After An Tong said these words, she blushed in embarrassment, but she also seemed to know in her heart where Wang Yu's true hatred came from, but after thinking about it, she couldn't explain it clearly.
"Humph! Brother Junsheng is eccentric, they are all sisters, why is Sister Yinyun so attentive, but she has never cared much about me. Song Jialan said innocently.
After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but laugh when they looked at Song Jialan, only An Tong was still thinking alone.
She thought for a moment, then said to the woman, "Little aunt, I almost forgot to ask your name!" ”
"Is that rude? Come up and ask my name! My name is Wang Yuzhen, my nickname is Zhen'er, you can actually call me Sister Zhen'er, you are not from this house after all! ”
"I may be in a hurry, there are no rules, but that can't be called sister, little aunt! I still have to talk about the number of etiquette. An Tong thought for a moment, and then replied.
"What are you doing, it's so lively!" Wang Yuzhen deliberately diverted the topic, walked to the table as he spoke, and admired the words they wrote.
At this moment, Song Junkang, who had been coveting Wang Yuzhen for a long time, hurriedly walked to her side, pretending to appreciate it together, but sniffed the fragrance on Wang Yuzhen's body with his nose.
Seeing this, Wang Yuzhen did not expose his ugly deeds in front of everyone, but just said calmly: "Junkang Gongzi, Lian Jing Nan Nizi is good, you don't want to lose others." After she finished speaking, she asked the servant to help Song Junsheng and followed her down the heart pavilion, she was still muttering something in her mouth as she walked, and slowly disappeared from people's sight.
"Who's Lianjing?" Suddenly, An Tong asked Song Junkang.
"She's just... It's one of my personal maids, who has a crush on me! I have that meaning, but I have always refused, don't listen to my aunt's nonsense. Song Junkang explained in a little panic.
After An Tong heard this, although she had doubts, she didn't have Song Junkang in her heart after all, so she didn't say anything more.
"Okay, don't lose Yaxing because of a small misunderstanding. Fast! Junkang, it's time for you to write. Song Jiayi said.
"Yes, Junkang, it's your turn." An Tong looked at Song Junkang and said.
"Okay, you'll see!" After Song Junkang finished speaking, he glanced at An Tong, but he was still greedy for Wang Yuzhen's beauty in his heart, and then walked to the stone table and wrote, only to see him write:
Flower breaker
Willow eyes and thick eyebrows. The heart of spring is dark and open. The heart word is based on the high goose, and the mountain swears by the sea and the sky. Two hearts and minds. I am willing to live up to each other, and meet on the bridge of three lives.
"A good wish to live up to each other, meet on the bridge of three lives." An Tong looked at Song Junkang and said with some admiration.
Seeing this, Song Junkang looked at An Tong with affection in his eyes, and An Tong blushed unconsciously.
When Song Jiayi saw it, she said to Song Junkang: "You! The mind is full of children's private affairs. ”
After she finished speaking, she said to An Tong: "Sister Yinyun, you said me, is that right!" ”
After An Tong heard this, he hurriedly responded: "What Sister Jiayi said is that they are men, their minds are full of wind and snow, and they are beautiful women. She laughed.
After hearing this, Song Junkang said unconvinced: "I'm a real man!" I'm a man of great ambitions! ”
After Song Jiayi heard it, she said to An Tong: "Sister Yinyun, look at him, talking and talking, he is still energetic!" ”
Then she immediately said to Song Junkang: "You have a big mole, take off your clothes and show us, sister hasn't seen it yet!" Song Jiayi laughed after speaking.
Song Junkang said to his sister Song Jiayi embarrassedly: "Sister, this joke is not easy to make, I am talking about Ling Yunzhi, not the mole you said." ”
An Tong, Song Jialan and Chai Zheng, as soon as they heard what Song Jiayi said, tears fell out of their eyes at that time.
Only Song Junyu was the only one who swam in the realm of Huaxu at this time and went to worship Zhou Gong.
Song Jiayi walked up to him, kicked him a few times, and saw that he had left a table of saliva, and kept shouting a person's name in his mouth.
Song Jiayi wanted to hear clearly who was being said, so she leaned down, put her ear to Song Junyu's face, and listened.
When she heard it clearly, she said to Song Junkang: "Junkang, when did my brother and Cui Yueyue meet?" Ask him if he doesn't say it, you tell me about it. ”
When Song Junkang heard this, it was difficult to hide it, so he said to his sister Song Jiayi: "He met him in the study, and I don't know anything else." ”
At this time, I saw Song Jialan say: "When you all finish writing, just make a joke, and don't ask me if I have written, it's my turn!" As she spoke, she began to write, only to see that she wrote:
It's good to be idle
The warbler is annoyed, and the thoughts have been known. See you all the time in your dreams. Lovesick who is sad with it.
"Is it finished, why is it so short?" Chai Zheng, who had been silent, said suddenly.
After hearing this, Song Jialan said mischievously: I think I wrote a short one, so you can fill in a long one.
An Tong also said: "Yes! Chai Zheng, you don't squeak for a long time, you know that you don't like to talk, and if you don't know, you think you're a person who does it with a wooden heart! Now you haven't filled it in, you can fill it in quickly! ”
Chai Zheng couldn't postpone it, glanced at Song Jialan, and then wrote:
Step on the lyrics
Cover your sleeves and look ashamed, and your delicate posture reflects Bitang. The bright eyes and hearts are shared, and the dark night dreams are long. Next to the candlelight of the window shadow, I remember the red makeup every night.