Chapter 30: How sad can you be?
"There is a woman stroking the piano, and the sound is like the sound of a deer. Soaring, Peiyu Qiongju. There is a woman touching the piano, and the sound is like a black sound. Soaring, will be my heart. ”
Someone finished a poem, which attracted applause from the audience, which made Husu inexplicable, this kind of poem did not meet his aesthetics.
Next, it may be good for talented people to read their own poems. It's just that he didn't understand Xiuyue's thoughts, so Xiuyue just praised a sentence, and there was no follow-up.
When a dozen poems have passed, no one can write them.
"In my opinion, Liu Gongzi's one is the best."
"No, Zhang Gongzi's poems are extremely beautiful, and they are a perfect match for Xiuyue Girl, which is the best."
"Poetry pays attention to emotion, beauty does not mean true feelings, Zhao Gongzi's poetry is sincere and sincere, it is the best."
The old bustard gave Xiuyue a look on the side, asking her to choose one quickly, she couldn't keep dragging it out.
Xiu Yue had no choice but to choose one of these people who was pleasing to the eye.
At this time, a voice came from upstairs, and the voice seemed a little immature, like a female voice, but the person pretended to be dull, so it had a different flavor.
"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain and zero bells did not complain. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”
Ling Hu Su recited very rhythmically, and controlled his mood fluctuations very well, and when the whole poem was finished, Xiu Yue had already covered her face and wept, crying and running behind the curtain.
"A good life is only as it was first seen. It's a good one to wait for the idle to change, but the old people's hearts. ”
It took a long time for someone to come to their senses from the artistic conception of the poem, reciting these sentences repeatedly, and some people wrote it down immediately, sprinkled with joy and wantonness. After writing it, they have to shout "yes", this is a style they have never seen before.
"I heard that the Seventh Princess is brilliant, and it is really extraordinary." Xuan Qing praised.
Linghu Su drank tea to moisten his throat, he was very proud, this word can definitely overwhelm the crowd.
Xuan Wu was very surprised and asked, "Little junior brother can write poems?" ”
Xuanqing said: "The second senior brother is dedicated to studying Buddhism on weekdays, so I don't know that the younger brother wrote a very famous poem in the capital. The content is like this, since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue night. ”
The monks in this place are more literate, especially those who specialize in Buddhist scriptures, Xuanwu is like this, he prefers this one to Linghu Su Fangcai.
"I will lead the poetry to the blue night, excellent, excellent." Xuanwu tasted it alone and couldn't help but admire.
"Little junior brother, we should go, otherwise, Miss Xiuyue really chooses you later, how will it end." Xuanqing reminded.
The pride on Husu's face immediately disappeared, and the whole person collapsed. Alas, this indisputable body!
Sure enough, after a while, the old bustard came over happily and said, "Congratulations to Gongzi, congratulations to Gongzi, Miss Xiuyue chose you to be her guest of the curtain." ”
Linghu Su smiled and was about to refuse, but his heart was beating, and he felt that if he left, that girl would really seek death.
"Alas, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, take me there!"
Linghu Su went with the mentality of saving people's lives and doing good deeds.
Huh! No, I'm not a monk, please don't use a monk's expression!
Xiuyue's room was not far away, and the maid led Ling Husu over, knocked on the door, and whispered: "Miss Xiuyue, the son is here." ”
"Please come in."
Ling Husu pushed open the door, and what caught his eye was a pink bead curtain in the middle, and Xiu Yue was sitting on the edge of the bed behind the bead curtain.
Linghu Su pulled out a stool and sat on the edge of the table, poured a glass of wine and drank it, and said, "The world is so beautiful, life is so short, why should the girl seek death?" ”
Xiu Yue trembled, sure enough, only this person understood herself. She was inexplicably happy in her heart, if she could meet such a person, why did she come to this point.
"How will Childe know?"
"Your tune says it all, don't say it yet, I guess, you must be emotionally sad."
"Yes!"
"You fell in love with a man, but that man abandoned you."
"Yes!"
"You still can't forget it, and your heart is like a knife every day, and you will seek death."
There was silence behind the bead curtain for a long time before replying: "Yes and no, after meeting Childe, I have left that person behind, and I will never remember it in this life." ”
Ling Husu suddenly felt bored, it was too simple, there was no fresh plot, in this era, women who expressed sadness and resentment, looking for death and life, were mostly sentimental.
Xiu Yue walked out of it, lifted the bead curtain, and sat opposite Ling Husu.
She removed the scarf, poured wine for Ling Husu, and poured it for herself.
Ling Hu Su was stunned for a moment, he had seen a lot of beautiful women, regardless of race and color, regardless of age, forehead, no, age still has to be discussed, too small and too big is not good, about forty to five hundred years old.
There are all kinds of women, and the women in front of them can be ranked in the top five in Xiang Cheng's opinion. If it is really a flower and a moon, and a flower is shy when the moon is closed, it is no wonder that you have to cover your face, otherwise, it will cause turmoil in Yihong Mansion.
"Childe?" Xiuyue was inexplicably disappointed, it turned out that Childe was also one of those superficial people.
"Ahh Oh, I'm sorry, you're so beautiful, I was distracted for a moment. Ling Husu's words made her disappointment disappear again, and she was overjoyed.
"Dare to ask who is the childe's surname?"
"My surname is Linghu, the word Su, Su Shi's Su, no, Suzhou's Su, it seems that there is no Suzhou, um...... Sue of Chen Susu. ”
Xiu Yue smiled and said, "The little woman understands which Su it is, and the son is really interesting." ”
What? That's interesting, sir, my interesting things haven't really been shown yet! However, thinking about his uncompetitive body, Ling Husu's eyes were full of melancholy, and he was really a boundless sorrow that drew a knife and cut off the water.
"Why is Childe worried?"
"Alas, looking at the depressed girl Xiuyue, I don't know how to comfort me, so I am worried. Ask how much sorrow you can have, it is just a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”
Hearing Linghu Su's mouth into a poem, Xiuyue's eyes were blurred, and she fell into some kind of illusion for a while.
Ling Husu felt that he should go, and it should be faster to jump out of the window on the left, as for the two senior brothers, they are probably already waiting below.
However, Xiu Yue rushed over and hugged him, and her arms just wrapped around Ling Husu's chest. This made Ling Husu a little sensitive, but fortunately, he was not yet developed and would not reveal his identity as a woman.
"I am from the Han country, he is my fellow countryman, we are childhood sweethearts, and we promise to live privately. However, my father wanted to marry me to the third young master of the local Xu family, but I didn't comply, and the Xu family forcibly arrested me to get married. On the eve of the wedding, he came, took me away, and fled to the kingdom of Chen. By the time we came to Jiaoxian, we had exhausted our entanglements and could not live. ”
"He sold you to the Qinglou?"
"Yes, I thought I could live and die with him, but when it came to life and death, he abandoned me and took the money and was free. I was so desperate that I thought about dying. Fortunately, Childe came. ”
Beasts! Ling Husu sighed in his heart, how could such a beautiful and innocent girl be willing to sell to Qinglou.
Such a man is really a beast.
Linghu Su held her in his arms and stroked her hair with his right hand to soothe her slightly agitated emotions.