Chapter 171: Acacia

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. ”

"The moth snow willow is golden, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the lamplight. ”

In the depths of the boudoir of the swallow building, a woman dressed in light yarn reclined on the incense bed, holding a chapter of white jade rice paper in her hand, chanting the poems on the paper in her mouth, her eyes were confused, and after reading, the rice paper was carefully placed on her chest, and her petite head looked up slightly at the full moon outside the window, and her eyes were full of admiration, especially when she saw the signature at the end of the poem.

As if thinking of something, he got up and quickly walked to the bookcase on the side, picked up the jade pen and carefully imitated the previous poems on the paper, stroke by stroke, extremely serious, and the corners of his mouth were filled with happy smiles.

"Li Xing, Li Xing."

"Lee."

"Okay."

There was a small sound of broken steps behind him, and a smaller voice came.

"Miss, Miss, Master Zhang sent another box of silver, a thousand taels."

"And a lot of prayers."

Yin Ruiji didn't seem to hear it, her eyes kept staring at the rice paper in her hand, and she didn't reply to the maid's words.

"Miss, miss." The maid's voice raised a part.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"Miss, these are sent by Lord Zhang, these are sent by Lord Liu, these are sent by Lord Shangguan, and these greetings, Miss, look ......" Dazzling said with a stack in his hand.

"Take it out and don't look at it." Yin Ruiji just glanced at it and didn't look at it, and said indifferently.

"No! Miss, this is the third batch you have refused, and Mother Zhang said that you must see it. After seeing Yin Ruiji's refusal again, the maid said anxiously.

"Take it out, if Zhang's mother has a problem, let her come to me in person."

"Oh!"

After speaking, he cautiously exited the room, leaving Yin Ruiji alone to look down at the rice paper in his hand again.

"Who the hell are you? How can such beautiful verses be written. ”

"The crowd looked for him a thousand times, but the man was in the lamplight."

"Did you come that day?"

"Are you talking about me?"

"Who are you?"

This is a girl's dream of spring, the whole person is lying on the bed, holding rice paper tightly in his arms, and the ground around is scattered with paper.

The next day.

"Rifle."

"Yes, sir."

"Send this to Ginruiji."

The white rice paper in his hand was handed over, and then he continued to pick up the book on the side and read it slowly.

Laifu glanced at Li Xing deeply, bowed and walked towards the door.

"Miss, Miss, Li Xinggongzi has sent a poem again." The little maid shouted happily outside the door holding a piece of rice paper in her hand.

Just finished shouting, a fragrant wind came to the face, quickly grabbed the white paper in the little girl's hand, and looked carefully, the winter sun quietly shone on Yin Ruiji's face through the gap, and it was a little bright.

"The breeze is clear, and the autumn moon is bright."

"The autumn leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened."

"When do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point. ”

"Enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness."

"Sauvignon Blanc is long-lasting, Sauvignon Blanc is endless."

"I knew it was so stumbling, why didn't I know each other at the beginning."

Yin Ruiji watched the poem slowly walk into the room, but her mind kept recalling the scene of the poem, a man kneeling in front of the bookcase and writing this poem with a jade pen, but there was longing in his eyes.

"Are you missing me?"

Yin Ruiji didn't know that she walked to her window like this, and the rice paper was gathered into her arms, but there was a slight pain in her eyes, and a little tears flashed in it.

"What a beautiful poem, miss, is this written by Li Xinggongzi?" The maid on the side will also look slightly stunned after seeing the verses on the side, and said with admiration on her face.

"Miss, who is this Li Xinggongzi? Why haven't you heard of it? ”

Yin Ruiji smiled lightly and said: "What's the matter, I, Yin Ruiji, am not greedy for money, and I don't love power, no matter who he is, I just like him." ”

"But Miss, if Li Gongzi is just a commoner, how can he beat those dignitaries?" The maid Red Butterfly said anxiously.

Red Butterfly's words also made Yin Ruiji's face stunned, and then there was a struggle on her pretty face, she stood up and slowly paced a few steps in the room, thinking for a moment, with a determined look on her face.

"Red Butterfly, you go and do a few things."

"Miss, you command."

"Take these two poems to spread the message, I want the whole god to talk about this matter," Yin Ruiji took the two poems in his hand and said with a look of amazement: "Only in this way can they cast a mouse trap, and it is even possible to reach the heavens, only in this way can Li Gongzi be protected." ”

"But Miss, you haven't seen Li Gongzi yet, is it worth it?" Red Butterfly has followed Yin Ruiji since she was a child, although she can't be said to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is also a wise person, and she is also a little clear about Yin Ruiji's strategy.

"If you do this, you won't have a way back, you haven't seen Li Gongzi, do you know who he is?"

Yin Ruiji didn't speak, took out the rice paper behind her again, and gently read the two verses above.

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the dim light."

"Enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness."

"I firmly believe that the person who can write such a poem is not a bad person, it will be my beloved, Red Butterfly, go quickly!"

Seeing that she couldn't dissuade her young lady, Red Butterfly bit her lip deeply, wanting to speak again, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Yes, miss."

After speaking, he turned around and left the room, and in his hand were two poems copied by Yin Ruiji, and the original manuscript had been in Yin Ruiji's arms.

Seeing the red butterfly leaving, Yin Ruiji seemed to have lost the strength of her whole body, and the whole person collapsed on the incense bed, and the tears in the corners of her eyes also flowed.

"Childe, don't let me down."

……

In just one night, the whole god was talking about these two poems, which can only be said to be classics.

The first poem is called "Qingyu Case, Yuan Xi", this poem was done by Xin Qiji, a lyricist of the Song Dynasty, as for Xin Qiji, he didn't take the initiative to introduce it, and now I think about it, I also love and hate him, for the students of the Celestial Empire, the most annoying thing is that he and Li Bai, why do you say you have nothing to do so many poems, I don't know how much we have suffered in order to be your poems?

But when I grew up, I really had a little bit of literary attainments to appreciate it, but I found that these literature that has been passed down through the ages is indeed the most impressive.

As for the second poem, it is Li Bai's "Autumn Wind Words", because this poem is mainly a poem of love, so it is rarely read in the student stage, but when you really understand Li Bai, you will find that the status of this poem is simply a must for infatuated men and women, especially the sentence that entered my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick, and it is the endless grievances in it.

What is Classic? The classics will never fade, they will only become more mellow with the passage of time, and every time you read it, you will have a different feeling, and every time you read it, you will form ripples in your heart again.

"Brother Liu, I don't know if you know about the Qingyu case?" A student in a robe in the restaurant asked another student of the same age.

"Are you talking about the Yuan Xi words written by Li Xing?" Liu Gongzi answered.

"Of course, what else would I say but him?"

"Of course I've heard of it," Liu Gongzi said with an excited face: "I heard that a student named Li Xing wrote it when he saw the Oiran of the Swallow Tower during the Shangyuan Festival, and this poem was written by him to the Oiran Yin Rui Ji's courtship." ”

"Hey, I really want to see who this Li Xing is, especially the sentence that everyone is looking for him thousands of times, but that person is in the dim light, and it is, even more, hey, why didn't I do it?"

"Haha, if you don't do this, you'll have to show off in front of me! Ha ha. ”

At this moment, a student who came from outside the door again, who seemed to know the two of them, saw the two of them answer: "You two are already old Huang Li, you don't know that this Li Xing has another poem." ”

"Brother Wang, what you said is true? What poem? Tell me what to hear. Liu Gongzi said excitedly pulling the arm of this brother Wang.

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me take my time."

"Autumn Wind Words"

"Breeze dear, autumn moon bright."

"The autumn leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened."

"When do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point. ”

"Enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness."

"Sauvignon Blanc is long-lasting, Sauvignon Blanc is endless."

"I knew it was so stumbling, why didn't I know each other at the beginning."

When Wang Gongzi finished reading, the two of them fell into silence, their eyes were confused, but their minds were constantly recalling the past.

"Hey, a sentence of acacia, lovesickness and endless lovesickness!"

"Yes! This Li Gongzi is really talented. ”

"Yes, I heard that these two poems were sent by Li Xinggongzi in two days, but I don't know if there will be such good poems tomorrow?"

"Hey, how is it possible, how can this kind of poem that has been passed down through the ages appear again and again, and it is already a great blessing for me to be able to see two of them come out."

"Not bad, not bad."