However, Qiu Huang Gongzi looked indifferent, and he didn't mean to do anything at all.

"Do you remember me?" asked Young Master Qiuhuang staring at Li Changsheng. The expression is indifferent, as if facing a friend who has not seen him for many years. And Li Changsheng also has respect for him, and the fu he writes is indeed amazing.

"Of course I remember, I once saw you in Tianfu City in Shu Kingdom and in the Furong Garden Poetry Club that day. Li Changsheng said.

"Hmm. The prince nodded and said, "At that time, I wrote a poem "Phoenix Seeking Huang", thinking that I could already crown the ancient and modern and win the top of the poetry club, but I didn't expect to be completely overshadowed by your "Qingyu Case". ”

"It can't be said that your endowment is not as good as mine's lyrics, each work has its own unique artistic conception and literary brilliance. It has its own unique artistic value, and it is not clear who is better. Li Changsheng said.

"Brother Li's words are also bad!" Qiu Huang Gongzi said, "The strength of each work's literary brilliance is only the literary and Taoist theory, otherwise how can there be a distinction between the high and low of the scholar's business, Brother Li's words are just humble words...... 'Feng Xi Feng Xi returns to his hometown, travels all over the world to seek his phoenix' This sentence in my "Phoenix Seeking Huang" is not so much asking for his good mate, but looking for a soulmate. And Brother Li is brilliant and eloquent, and he is my bosom friend. ”

"Brother Sima can't afford to say this. Li Changsheng said with a smile. There is also a sentence in his phoenix called 'What fate is the neck of the mandarin duck, and the beard and the cheeks soar together'...... Two men soaring with their necks crossed? Although it is common for friends to sleep in the same bed and sleep together, Li Changsheng still can't accept it.

"Could it be that Brother Yujing looks down on him?" Sima Changfeng's face sank. Said. Li Changsheng has a word, and his character is Yujing. It's just that words are rarely called by others. Friends are very casual in calling or calling each other. But deliberately calling a person's word, that is, there is some formal meaning in it.

"How dare you do it down!" Li Changsheng said. "It is a great honor to be able to meet the prince of Qiuhuang!"

"Hmm. Qiu Huang Gongzi nodded, "I think you are not the kind of arrogant person who is empty-eyed, otherwise you wouldn't be able to write" to fish on the Bixi River, and suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun." Such an emotional poem comes. Without personal experience, it is impossible to describe it profoundly. And people who have such an experience are definitely not impetuous people. ”

The two did not mean to do anything on the sword platform, but talked about poetry and songs. Although there are many scholars here, they are not good at poetry. Therefore, most of them also hear in the clouds.

"Brother Sima is right. Li Changsheng nodded. The art of poetry comes from life and is the perception of life. Without life as a background, all flowery rhetoric is a disease-free voice (this is not a typo, but to avoid harmony). A good style is not a gorgeous use of words in dance and ink, but a delicate portrayal of feelings. And poetry, the most important thing is emotion.

"In fact, Brother Li's "Qingyu Case" is also my favorite song, I wrote it down and hung it on my bedside to taste it every day. The last sentence in the word, looking for her thousands of times. Looking back at dusk, the man was in the dim light. This sentence implies the way of heaven, and it is rare for Brother Li to have such an understanding. ”

"Everyone has the one in their hearts who can't pursue her, and Brother Sima must also have lofty ambitions in his heart. Li Changsheng said. Everyone has that unattainable dream in their hearts. And this dream is like the beautiful woman in the word. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance, infinite beauty. However, it is 'the moth snow willow golden wisps, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance'. If you leave yourself, you can't reach it.

Sima Changfeng did not answer. Dreams are a person's deepest desire, and they will not be easily spoken. This wish may be unfounded. It may be out of reach, but geniuses have strong beliefs and are fighting for this dream.

"'Looking for her thousands of times, looking back at the twilight, the man is in the dim light. It's the best result, many people can't even see the back of her in their hearts after all their efforts. Sima Changfeng sighed and said.

Hearing Sima Changfeng's words, Li Changsheng's heart moved. He is the fifth of the eight princes of the empire, has a beautiful wife and beautiful relatives in his family, and is famous all over the Han Empire. He also has unattainable dreams, and the mind of a genius is indeed not something that ordinary people can understand.

Sima Changfeng, the prince of Qiuhuang, is one of the killers of the Shadow Department of the God Organization, just like the son of Wuji, and this secret is estimated to not even know his wife. And their status in the divine organization is not very high. Many times, you have to obey orders to kill. The failure of the innocent son to eradicate the family of Governor Chen's Sun has already aroused the rebuke of the organization's higher-ups. What kind of dreams can God organize to fulfill him?

Although Li Changsheng didn't know what the dream in his heart was, he could understand his sighs.

"Brother Li, why don't we sit on the ground here and talk about poetry and songs?" Sima Changfeng proposed, "It's rare to have a confidant in life, your comprehension of poetry makes me admire, why don't we discuss the understanding of poetry and literature together." "His words are the first in the Han Empire, and there are not many people who can talk about it with him.

Sima Changfeng, the name is similar, and the word is Changfeng.

"That's very good!" Li Changsheng nodded. He didn't really understand Wendao very well, and he needed someone to solve his doubts. He only knows that writing good poems and songs, and writing books and speaking can improve the morale of the book, but he doesn't know the specific details very well. And what is the difference between the literary path of poetry and the literary dao of the seven colleges, he has no way of knowing.

So he sat on the ground, took off the acacia sword from behind his back and put it in front of him. And Qiu Huang Gongzi also knelt in front of him and put the guqin on his knees. Kneeling is a way for friends to sit down and talk. As a result, the two are now like scholars, drinking and singing with a swordsman, and talking about the world.

The two of them didn't say anything for a long time, but now they actually sat down and prepared to have a long talk! How could this make us spectators feel embarrassed? Many spectators were very dissatisfied. Do you want to listen to them and say that they won't fight for a day? And what about the battle that follows?

However, no one complained, asking Huang Gongzi to be the first in literature, and he was also the fifth in the Eight Princes. And Li Changsheng, he has two poems on "The Holy Way", which is very famous in the line of scholars. Now that the challenge conference has arrived at the prince of Qiuhuang, he will definitely be one of the eight princes in the future. (To be continued......)