A few days later.

The "Buddha Light Turmoil" in the Sin Buddha Temple has also subsided temporarily.

The government claimed that a beggar had entered it to make a fire, and the light of the flame reacted with the dust in the temple, resulting in a kind of Buddha light.

The people will be skeptical.

Those who understand understand it and hide it in their hearts, but those who don't understand don't dare to say anything stupidly.

The matter involves the previous dynasty, and it is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and there is a Buddha light in the Temple of the Sin Buddha, Isn't this a slap in the face of the royal family?

However, Jing Zhaoyin has secretly filed this record and handed it to the Wuya and the Criminal Department in the capital, and then how the two sides check, Jing Zhaoyin doesn't care.

There are people in the Great Cadres and Criminal Department who arrest heads and arrest people quickly, who investigate and judge cases, and who guard the prison.

As for the capital Wuya, it is the place where the worshippers in the capital are located, and compared to the place, this Beijing Wuya is very special, also known as the "four doors", ordinary people know the first door, but they don't know what is in the back three.

At this point,

Kiyomitsu Kozuki...

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, the second lady leisurely cocked her pointed golden fingers, drinking the new spring tea brewed by Xiaoxue last year, Xiaoxue was sealed in a jade box and hidden in the ice cellar.

The shore of the lake, the wicker is verdant, and on the lake, the lotus pavilion is pavilion.

"Lao Cao, what's the news?"

The old camel behind her said, "No." ”

"No, no, no." The second lady smiled, she stood up, walked to the lake, looked into the distance, and whispered, "Now that I see a little green in the wasteland, all the flowers will bloom in the coming year."

The voice of the poem is low and hidden, and it is hard to imagine that it came from the mouth of a woman.

The old camel was hunched up, his face was humble, and his eyes reflected the lake water floating by the blue clouds.

The water is long, going with the wind, and there are many romantic characters.

...

...

"Baishan, fast back, more back."

"Oh, you don't care, carry it first."

"Not only do you have to memorize, but you also have a natural look, pretending that you are a poet and come up with it temporarily."

"By the way, I see you've drunk alcohol before, so you can drink a little bit when the time comes."

Little Lady Song was full of smiles and happily sat in the pavilion of Lingxi Xiaozhu.

Hakuyama sat next to her.

Little Lady Song carefully took out pieces of paper with poems written on them, spread them on the table, and asked him to recite them.

Bai Shan asked, "What are you doing with this?" ”

Song Xiaoniang smiled between her eyebrows, patted him and said, "Of course it's a chance." ”

Bai Shanqi said: "What chance? ”

Song Xiaoniang looked left and right, then suppressed her excitement, leaned into Xianggong's ear and said: "I have been running to Siniang for the past few days, and Siniang told me that her grandmother will come to our Song Mansion this year." ”

"Siniang's grandmother?" Baishan is even more confused.

Little Lady Song said excitedly: "That's a real immortal, it's from heaven!" Now it seems that he has encountered some bottlenecks, so the Qingyun Sect who came to the world is named an elder and scatters his mind. This time she came to our Song Mansion, and she also came to relax. ”

"Oh." Bai Shan seems to understand, but he doesn't seem to understand.

Little Lady Song continued: "Moreover, Siniang also told me that her grandmother likes poetry in the world very much, saying that poetry can nourish the mood and increase cultivation. ”

After speaking, she patted Bai Shan's arm again and said with a smile, "No, I'm just asking you to recite poems?" You see, these are lotus poems, which my mother quietly bought for you. ”

Although Bai Shan was confused, he finally figured it out, to the effect that a high-ranking family like the Song Mansion would hold an event called "Poetry Meeting", and many other noble children around would also come to participate, and Song Xiaoniang hoped that he would perform well at the Poetry Meeting, so as to enter the eyes of "Siniang and her grandmother", so as to increase the chance of entering the Qingyun Sect.

"Ning Ning, is the theme of this year's poetry meeting lotus?"

"It should be, the lotus flowers are blooming so well this year, they must be lotuses."

"I see..."

Bai Shan is a little speechless, this is... Is it time to make use of the traditional skills of the time-traveler?

Although he is not talented, he can memorize a few poems, solve a few equations, and if he is forced to be in a hurry, he can still say a Journey to the West or something.

Little Lady Song said happily: "What do you understand! Hurry back, fast back! ”

As she spoke, she pushed Bai Shan and said delicately: "When you become an immortal and overpower those Wei Chu, I will listen to you for everything." ”

"Okay, I'll carry it..."Bai Shan grabbed the paper and looked at it.

As he watched, he secretly compared the purchased verses with the verses in his mind.

Then he discovered these verses... Good scum.

Maybe the poetry of this dynasty is still in its infancy, right?

Song Xiaoniang said coquettishly: "These poems are well written, when the time comes, you can pick one that suits the occasion in Baishan, stand in the court and recite it in public, it's good." ”

"I see."

"Work hard!" Little Lady Song's personality seems to have changed at this moment, clenching her fists and cheering Bai Shan up.

Baishan really feels like he has to go to the exam room.

...

...

In the blink of an eye, another week has passed.

The lotus flowers in Biyun Lake are blooming just right.

The lotus flowers are blowing through the hall, and the water droplets left by the shower last night on the lotus leaves are still shining in the sun.

A rustling sound and the fragrance of lotus flowers spread to an open water clearing.

It is a water loft connected to the land by a trestle bridge, the lake side of the attic is facing the blooming lotus flowers, and in front of the railing are placed two desks made of precious wood, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all treasures.

In the open space of the attic, there are many coffee tables neatly placed, and the coffee tables are full of rare and exotic fruits, and the maids are waiting for them.

Many young ladies who were not from the Song Mansion had already taken their seats, or sat cross-legged, quietly looking around; Or talk to each other and discuss interesting things.

And many people set their eyes on a teenager sitting in the front.

"That's the husband chosen by Miss Song, what is your identity?"

"I don't know, I said that I was from the countryside of the lower state, anyway, I don't believe it."

"But... You can see he's pretty nervous. ”

"Hee-hee-hee... I've been drinking tea and I think it's cute. ”

"I heard that Miss Song has rejected many wealthy sons, is this her husband better than those people?"

"I don't think so, huh."

Bustling...

This is seen as the boy is Bai Shan.

His "social fear" attribute was triggered, and at this time, he was really at a loss in the face of many small magnates who didn't know which family, and he tried to keep his eyes open at the beginning, with an expression of "Is this Blue Star" and "Is Blue Star going to be destroyed", and after a while, he began to drink tea.

He found the tea, which was delicious.

If it's good, drink it slowly.

If you drink it fast and run out of tea, you have to put down the teacup, and then you will fall into the embarrassment of confusion again.

It would be nice to have a mobile phone... He thought crankily.

Compared with him, Song Youning is everyone's demeanor, full of aura, noble expression, gracefully carrying a beautiful face, straight like a bright moon, supporting the field, which even Bai Miaochan can't do.

No, Bai Miaochan sits on this occasion, at most, it is a normal level of performance.

Bai Shan glanced at the little lady Song, and for the first time he felt that he was still very capable of this lady.

So, in addition to "drinking tea", he found a second way to "solve social fear": talking to the lady.

Bai Shan said: "Ningning, the weather is good today. ”

Little Lady Song was stunned, the disgust in her eyes flashed, and she said softly: "The main lord didn't come, behave well in a while." ”

Bai Shan was despised and smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart.

During the day, especially in such a noisy place... It's not really his home turf.

At this moment,

suddenly

It's as if the space is frozen.

All the young ladies stopped talking abruptly, and looked up at the sky one by one.

A charming fragrant breeze wafted in from afar, followed by a cloudy glow that passed through the sky.

When it settles down, it shows its appearance.

It was a young woman dressed as bright as the sun god, which made people admire and be in awe, and wanted to get close, but they did not dare to get close, and they did not even dare to stop their eyes on her.

Her dress was heavy, like petals of red flowers.

The eyebrows are a little flowery, the eyes are hidden in ice and snow, and the pretty face is like jade, cold and fragrant, like alpine ice and snow.

Bai Shan glanced at the woman, and said secretly in his heart: "Is this Siniang's grandmother?" ”

He just thought about it, but saw that the little lady Song beside him had already gotten up, so he naturally ran over, "Fairy Ying~~"

The iceberg-like woman in costume looked sideways at the little lady Song and said lightly: "You are the eldest lady of the Song Mansion, right?" ”

Little Lady Song nodded again and again, then looked at the woman in costume, and smiled stupidly and happily, "Fairy Ying, I worship you so much, I like you immortals so much..."

"Hmph."

The dressed woman snorted lightly, then rolled her long sleeves, dragged her skirt tail to the lake, and said lightly, "You have your own poetry meeting, and I will listen to it next to you." ”

Song Xiaoniang was obviously despised, but she was still very happy.

Immortals are immortals, so cold.

She went up and said, "Sister Ying, you can come up with a theme for the poetry club." ”

The woman in costume said coldly: "Presumptuous." ”

Little Lady Song was shocked and stunned on the spot.

The woman in costume said coldly: "I'm not your sister. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", Song Xiaoniang apologized again and again, worried in her heart, for fear of making the fairy in front of her unhappy.

The woman in costume may have sensed her fear, and understood her intentions, and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Hmm..."Little Lady Song bit her lip.

However, she was not wronged because she was treated like this, but because the woman in costume was unhappy.

Bai Shan couldn't stand it, but he also knew what Song Youning was thinking and what he needed, so he turned his head sideways and didn't look at it.

Little Lady Song sat beside him aggrievedly, without saying a word, her eyes were a little red.

The main seat that was originally empty for the fairy was not done.

Next to him, Zhang Xiuxiu, the fourth lady of the Shoushan Hou family, shouted: "Ning Ning, you go and preside over the poetry meeting." ”

"Huh...," Little Lady Song shook her head.

She hadn't recovered from her grief yet.

Zhang Xiuxiu was dumbfounded, she looked at her best friend's side and said, "Bai Gongzi, persuade Ning Ning, right?" ”

Bai Shan nodded, then looked at Little Lady Song and said, "Ning Ning..."

Little Lady Song said, "Don't talk to me." ”

Zhang Xiuxiu was speechless, but she also knew her best friend's temper, which was normal... But this year's poetry meeting was held in the Song Mansion, and the Ying Fairy did not preside over it, and the Song family did not preside over it, so who would preside over it?

Fortunately, it didn't take long for a beautiful woman dressed in green gauze clothes with a dusty temperament to come over, and when she came behind Fairy Ying, she saluted and said, "Grandma." ”

This is the fourth lady of the Song Mansion - Ying Qingque.

Fairy Ying said coldly: "Qingque, you preside over the poetry meeting." ”

Ying Qingque replied respectfully: "Yes, grandma." ”

After speaking, she turned around and sat down at the main table, not looking at the little lady Song who had red eyes and was playing with a small temperament, but said: "I am the fourth lady of the Song Mansion, Ying Qingque, and I will preside over the poetry meeting today."

Since it is a poetry club, there should be a poetry title.

The title of the poem is nothing more than the beautiful scenery of the world, and the lotus is blooming at this time, so the lotus is the theme.

Ladies and gentlemen, please. ”

As soon as the words fell, someone volunteered to get up.

There are immortals today, and everyone wants to come out.

But there are two desks by the lake, which is obviously a "ring game".

The two of them write poems, and they can be superior.

So, another man stepped forward.

The two sons danced and wrote and were more energetic, while the two maids on call were standing carefully on the side.

When the son writes a sentence, they read a sentence, and the others of the poetry club are savoring the words and talking about it.

After three battles, the poems will be intense.

Song Xiaoniang also regained her senses, no longer muttering, she was secretly glad that the "question" was correct, so she stretched out her hand, climbed over the wooden board under the coffee table, and tapped Xianggong's thigh.

Bai Shan looked at her.

Song Xiaoniang's beautiful eyes widened, and she made a comparison, which meant "It's time to go." ”

And at this moment, the maid in the distance suddenly read a sentence.

"A lotus pond, the long wind in front of the threshold sends a fragrant fragrance."

Miss Childe, who was sitting at the poetry party here, coaxed.

Say yes one after another.

and commented.

Song Xiaoniang also understands poetry, just a little taste, I think this sentence is excellent, and it is very appropriate.

In comparison, the poems she prepared for Baishan are really a little worse.

Finished.

There is no hope.

Suddenly, Song Xiaoniang's face fell, and her eyes became dim.

She reached out and quietly tapped Xianggong's thigh, and turned her head weakly, wanting to say "Don't go".

Bai Shan was tapped twice by her, and felt that it was not a way to drag it out any longer, plus the first two who wrote poems had just gone down, so he got up and said loudly: "I will also have a song." ”

With that, he walked forward.

He had already thought of the poems he wanted to use, but he didn't know if it would be useful, and he was secretly worried in his heart.

Little Lady Song is stupid and wants to reach out to stop her, but think about it, it's not necessary, anyway... It's all about participation.

However, she was not happy, very unhappy, and when she went back at night, she was going to drop everything in the house!

Bai Shan soon came to the desk by the lake, and the maid had already changed into new rice paper.

On the other side, it was a young man in gorgeous clothes, he looked sideways at Bai Shan, and said with a smile: "Bai Gongzi also has this Yaxing?" ”

Bai Shan heard the faint mockery in his voice, but he didn't care.

Whoa...

The maid grinds the ink strips, and there is a faint rosin fragrance inside, which is obviously high-grade ink.

Bai Shan suddenly tilted his head and shouted, "Ning Ning." ”

Song Youning was stunned for a moment and asked, "What did you tell me to do when you were fighting poetry?" ”

Bai Shan said: "My words are not good-looking, I said, you write." ”

Song Youning: .........

She was speechless and died.

She knows all the poems that Bai Shan recalls, and what else is "I said, you write?" ”

However, there were a lot of people here, so she didn't shirk and stepped forward.

With a depressed face, she stood in front of the rice paper, raised her pen, dipped it in ink, and said listlessly: "Say it." ”

Bai Shan thought for a moment and said, "After all, Biyun is in June..."

Song Youning put down his pen and began to write.

After writing two words, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, this was not one of the poems that Bai Shan recited.

Little Lady Song hurriedly turned her head sideways and glanced at Bai Shan.

Bai Shan pretended not to see her eyes, and continued to read: "The scenery is not the same as the four seasons..."

Little lady Song is desperate, but you can take a closer look, huh? It feels okay.

So, she started writing.

After writing two sentences, Bai Shan walked to the lake with his hands in his hands, looked at the lotus leaves and lotus flowers on the open lake, closed his eyes, breathed, and let the cool breeze blow.

The last two sentences were also said slowly.

"The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red."

This is a poem by Yang Wanli "Xiao out of Jingci Temple to send Lin Zifang", is the poet in June West Lake to send friends, see the lotus flowers written by the poem, Baishan changed "West Lake" to "Biyun Lake", and used it directly.

This latter sentence is a real swan song that has been sung for thousands of years and has endured for a long time, and it is used in an era when poetry has not yet reached its prime, especially when it is only a poetry meeting in the mansion of a powerful person, which is completely indiscriminate.

As soon as this sentence fell, the talented man who secretly ridiculed "Bai Gongzi also has this Yaxing" next to him was stunned, and his cheeks were hot.

Everyone at the banquet was silent.

The presiding Siniang Yingqingque's face finally showed stunned.

Little Lady Song forgot to put down her pen, her beautiful eyes were round, she looked up in disbelief, and looked at the young man beside her, as if she didn't know who he was.

Fairy Ying, for the first time, turned around and said softly: "Good poem." ”