For a while, none of the literati present knew whether Tang Ping was a scumbag or a bully.

You say he's a scumbag, he can think about such a profound proposition, but you have to say that he is a scholar, it seems that the scholar doesn't ask such a question.

It was at this time that Yun Wuyue finally came out, and what she was usually best at was dancing.

While singing the lyrics and dancing, its dancing posture is beautiful and full of charm, Luo sleeves move fragrant and fragrant, red fern curls in the autumn smoke, the wind is shaking on the light cloud ridge, and the tender willow pond is blowing at the beginning of the water. The dance of Yun Wuyue is the most appropriate.

But today she didn't dance, but also came out with a yaoqin.

The implication is self-evident.

Lu Yaoqin didn't dance just now, she sang with the piano, so she didn't take advantage of the other party, and she also sang the lyrics with the piano, which was to compete with the other party under the same conditions.

"Wow!"

The sound of the piano is like the tide of the sea, and the aftermath is endless.

Then I saw Yun Wuyue caressing the qin with both hands, and the notes flew out, which made the audience feel like they were on the beach, as if it was not the sound of Yaoqin, but the sound of the waves.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river."

Four sentences in a row, sung by Yun Wuyue gracefully, with the sound of Yaoqin, it seems that it is really a spring tide, connected with the sea, and a bright moon rises from the sea, as if it gushes out with the tide.

The people present were all people who loved to listen to music, and at this time they couldn't help but close their eyes and feel the combination of music and poetry with their hearts.

With the singing of Yun Wuyue, everyone seemed to really see the river flowing zigzags around the fields full of flowers and plants, and the moonlight also shone on the woods with flowers on the edge, as if there were fine snow drops flickering.

The moonlight was like frost, so Frost Fei couldn't detect it, and the white sand on the shaft and the moonlight blended together, and it was impossible to see clearly.

"Who first saw the moon on the riverside, and when did the river and the moon shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year!"

Singing this, Yun Wuyue suddenly came from sadness.

Yes, who first saw the moon on the riverside is unknown, when the moon shines on people do not know, after the end of this life, the replacement of generations, and the moon?

A lonely moon hovers in the middle of the sky, as if waiting for someone, but it can never get its wish.

She though

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Not much sorrow, but sentimental.

Just this sentence touched her heart, thinking about the inexplicable waiting and expectation, she unconsciously left tears, and this sadness was also substituted into her piano and singing.

The most clever instrumental performance and singing must be emotionally contagious, able to substitute people into the performer's emotions and resonate.

And at this moment, Yun Wuyue did it, and it can even be said that this was an unintentional competition, because of the strength of the opponent, coupled with Tang Ping's poem, plus his own emotional resonance, Yun Wuyue can even be said to have reached the pinnacle of his career.

Almost all of the audience then subsumed into her emotions.

The second half of the poem was originally a woman's nostalgia for leaving, Yun Wuyue originally had a deep impression of Tang Ping, but suddenly the news of his marriage to Princess Dongyue came.

Yun Wuyue felt that the sky was dark at that time, and thinking about the gap between his life experience and Tang Ping's identity, he felt that it was impossible for the two of them to be in reality.

But he understood this impossibility in his heart, but he could only turn his good impression of Tang Ping into longing, and he avoided Tang Ping for a period of time without seeing him, but he thought about him even more in his heart.

At this time, when I sang this poem, the moonlight couldn't be rolled up, and the breeze came back, isn't it just the pull of my heart?

The two infatuated movements of rolling and brushing are exactly the melancholy and confusion in her heart.

This poem, perfectly combined with Yun Wuyue's state of mind, also made her performance even more sad.

The girls of this Red Moon Restaurant, who doesn't have a miserable life experience, otherwise how could they make a living in such a dusty place?

Hearing this, I couldn't help but have tears in the corners of my eyes, that is, Lu Yaoqin was sitting on the side, her eyes were blank, and she raised her head slightly to suppress the tears that were about to fall.

Until the last sentence, I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon is full of love and trees.

The word "love" made all the men and women present tremble.

The endless feelings of longing intertwine the feelings of moonlight, the feelings of leaving people, and the feelings of wanderers into one piece, sprinkled on the river trees.

The rhyme is curling and swaying, which makes the people present fascinated.

When the last wisp of the piano ended, Yun Wuyue shed tears on Yaoqin, but she didn't notice it, she just looked at Tang Ping through her hazy eyes.

What kind of talent does it take to write such poetry?

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And why should he sing this poem to himself, is it because he already has insight into his own mind?

For a while, Yun Wuyue didn't move, everyone present didn't move, and many people were still savoring with their eyes closed.

The aftermath lingered for three days, and now they truly realized the meaning of this sentence.

I don't know how long it took, but finally one person started clapping, and everyone woke up.

At this moment, whether it was a guest in Chang'an or a guest in Luoyang, they all looked at Yun Wuyue or Tang Ping with red eyes, and enthusiastically offered their applause.

Yun Wuyue wanted to get up to thank her, but she felt that her feet were soft, and the song just now poured too much effort into her, but in just a few minutes, she couldn't even stand up.

It was Wang Xiao who saw her abnormality, went to the stage and gently supported her, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the handkerchief in his hand.

With a gentle flick below, Yun Wuyue left the stage with the support of Wang Xiao.

"Dare to ask Ping Guogong, what is the name of this poem?"

A Luoyang literati walked up to Tang Ping, bowed respectfully, and then asked.

This will ask him if he is convinced? He has only one word, serve!

"Spring River Flower Moonlit Night! Author: Zhang Ruoxu!"

Tang Ping said slowly, it turned out that he didn't feel anything when he just read this poem, of course he knew that this was the existence of the ceiling in Tang poems.

After all, the lonely sentence covering the whole Tang Dynasty is talking about this poem, the author Zhang Ruoxu has made two poems in his life, but this poem has been felt by countless people later to overshadow all the poems of the Tang Dynasty.

And he didn't feel much poetry when he read it, but today Yun Wuyue used a different way of acting, so that he, a "scumbag", could feel the feelings that the poet left in the poem at that time.

"Spring River Flower Moonlit Night! What a moonlit night in the spring river!"

The man bowed and retreated, not feeling that he was qualified to comment on the poem.

As for Zhang Ruoxu, the author of Tang Ping, everyone didn't care, who is Zhang Ruoxu? It's a new name made up by Tang Ping, the prince of Pingguo, again, right?

Otherwise, how could a person who could write such a poem be an unknown person?

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