On the water side, chant and sing.

The mountain wind blows Jun Shuying's wide sleeves and robe swings, and the fairy-like beautiful man pours ink on the pen, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances in the pen.

Everyone watched and listened to dementia, and after the lyrics were written, until the ink was dry, they were still immersed in the picture that had just been extreme.

Jun Shuying hung the ink treasure on the silk thread with her own hands, and turned to everyone with a smile, but her eyes only lingered on Shen Miaoyan alone: "How?" ”

Everyone came back to their senses, looked at the rice paper waving in the breeze, and whispered one after another: "Toast the east wind, and ...... calmly"

The opening sentence is already a big stroke, not to mention the sublimation of feelings after the lyrics and songs.

"It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, who do you know with?"

Next year's flowers will be more prosperous, but I don't know who I can meet?

The wordless sadness spreads to the bottom of everyone's heart, making people involuntarily cherish the spring and sigh the spring, not only regretting the departure of the deceased, but also feeling that time is easy to grow old.

Shen Miaoyan was also a little crazy, she thought of the years in Chu State, and thought of the old people who left her life.

Time is like a handful of sand, it quietly flows through the fingers, taking away relatives and close friends, and no one can always be by anyone's side, which is really uncomfortable.

As if to meet the occasion, the lively sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra in the distance also turned into a shallow low singing, which was sad.

When the sad mood finally faded, the guests of Shu Yingsheng became happy, this song is a swan song for the ages, no matter how talented King Shou is, it is impossible to make a better song than this one.

Xie Zhao's face was full of spring, he took a sip of Taixi Bai, and wiped the corners of his lips elegantly with a handkerchief: "Sister Xue thinks, how about this song?" ”

Xue Baozhang is still calm and relaxed, "He will become the swan song of the ages." ”

Xue Baozhang's talent is well-known in the pickaxe capital, and when she said so, everyone was even more convinced that this gamble would be won by His Royal Highness King Xuan.

The smile on Xie Zhao's face was even more: "Even if King Shou loses, my sister doesn't have to be annoyed." Shouwang, you have the benefits of Shouwang. ”

These words are more like comfort than mockery.

Originally, Xue Baozhang felt that King Shou was deep and might have an extraordinary performance, but King Xuan's lyrics were so amazing that she couldn't surpass them, let alone King Shou who came back from the poor countryside of Chu State.

And looking at him all over his body, he didn't think he had read a few books.

The corner of his eyes turned to Jun Shuying again, his brilliance and bearing were more outstanding than before, and he was worthy of the man she liked.

Alas, how good would it be if she were Princess Xuan......

However, in front of Xie Zhao, face and composure cannot be lost, let alone showing the slightest jealousy and appearing faceless, so she said lightly: "Let's look at it." ”

Xie Zhao saw that she maintained her grace and generosity, and the fan in her hand was still shaking it unhurriedly, and a faint sarcasm flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The outcome has been decided, what else does Xue Baozhang have to be proud of?

That Shen Miaoyan avoided Jun Shuying's sight and personally laid paper and grinded for Jun Tianlan.

Although she knew the talent of the fourth brother, she was also a little worried.

She doesn't know how to compose poems, but she still has the ability to taste, so she can naturally see how powerful Jun Shuying is, and I don't know if the fourth brother can win him?

By now, she had long forgotten about getting Jun Shuying's handwriting, and only focused on the wins and losses of these two.

Jun Wuji was half drunk, but he was awakened by the song "Toasting the East Wind", and looked at Jun Tianlan with hazy drunken eyes, this fourth brother has recently returned, and he has never seen the talent of the fifth brother.

The fifth brother Zhuyu is in front, if the fourth brother is forced to compose poems, I am afraid that he will be very faceless.

Although his father favored the fifth brother, the fourth brother was also his son after all, and he was the younger brother of Jun Wuji......

I've just come back, and I can't be bullied!

Thinking about it, he stepped forward with a wine bottle and smiled uninhibitedly: "I see that the weather is very good today, and it's boring to compose poems or something, why don't you stop this matter, let's drink?" ”

Shen Miaoyan grinded, and looked at the green prince in surprise, is he helping the fourth brother?

Seeing this, the guests present also spoke in a disorderly manner: "Yes, I think it's better to forget it!" Why don't we go for a tour of the lake? ”

"I'm here for the outing, but I want to go for a walk in the woods."

The children of the officials of the queen's faction all wanted to help Jun Tianlan break the siege, lest he would not write poems well later and lose face.

However, I don't know who deliberately stirred up the wind and rain inside, and said vaguely: "Sensei did, Sensei did, and it was a shame to do it!" ”

"I think that with some money and rare paintings and rare wine in my hands, I can compare with His Royal Highness King Xuan? Sigh ......"

"Actually, I'm curious about what kind of poetry Shouwang can make."

"No matter what, it will definitely not be able to compare to His Royal Highness King Xuan! After all, after being exiled for so many years, seeing the literary talents, he must not be as good as His Royal Highness King Xuan! ”

“……”

The more those people talked, the more they went too far, Shen Miaoyan looked at Jun Tianlan cautiously, but when he saw him playing with the Moyu wrench, his expression was very indifferent.

For Jun Tianlan, this kind of game is boring, and there is nothing to participate in.

As for those who disdain......

The dragon is in the sky, why care about the opinions of the loaches?

However, that indifferent look fell in Shen Miaoyan's eyes, but she was very aggrieved for him, "snapped", and slapped the white jade paperweight heavily: "My prince hasn't written poetry yet, it's not comparable, how do you know?!" ”

Although she is dressed as a maid, her momentum is very amazing.

The crowd was immediately silent.

And after she finished roaring, her face turned red, and she said softly: "Fourth brother, I have finished ...... ink."

Jun Tianlan looked up and saw that her face was full of anticipation.

His heart moved slightly, inexplicably, not wanting to see the disappointment in those round amber eyes.

Although I want to hide my edge when I am still young......

That's it.

In the silence, he smiled slightly: "Bring the pen." ”

Although he was wearing half a dark gold carved mask, and although everyone here knew that his face was ruined, such a smile revealed indescribable handsomeness, as if the sun god had descended into the world in a chariot, as if the first rays of sunlight reached the world at dawn.

It was not brought by his appearance, but the aura around him, which shocked everyone.

When everyone was shocked by his magnanimity, he rolled up his sleeves, glanced at "Spring River Night Drinking Picture", and improvised a splash of ink on the shore of the lake:

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric! For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang. Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far. Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples. I have guests, drummers and shengs. ”

"It's as clear as the moon, when can it be done? Worries come from it, and they cannot be cut off. The more strange it is, the more vain it exists. Qi Kuo talks about the feast, thinking of the old grace. The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south. Three turns around the tree, what branches can be followed? The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep. Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart. ”

The lake wind rolled up his coat, and the dark gold dragon on the sleeved robe danced in the wind.

It seems that in the next moment, the dragon will soar for nine days.

Shen Miaoyan was stunned.

Xue Baozhang was also stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

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Shu Shu's song is Ouyang Xiu's "Waves and Sands", and the fourth brother's song is Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing", which is not a good poem, so it is borrowed from the ancients......

Although many readers say that this article is not good, Cai really wants to continue writing because there are many things that he wants to express, not just love.

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