Ning Caichen is a talent, and he is also a promising little tanhua talent, so he will naturally not put on any official show for Ning Caichen. However, they also accepted this Li Gongfu's salute.

After seeing the ceremony, because of the presence of the two officials, Li Gongfu no longer dared to be presumptuous, and stood aside with his hands down.

Thinking that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, the senior officer smiled and said: "You little catcher has eyesight, and you know that Xianzhi's poems are not what they used to be, so you actually dragged him and you to help you and get on the boat for free, which is a treatment that neither I nor adults have." ”

This is a joke, Li Gongfu knows, but he doesn't dare to be presumptuous, and respectfully says: "Back to Taizun, the words of the scholar." Tanhua is a small uncle, I heard that the flower boat threatened to invite the uncle, there will be free water and wine to eat, just these uncles stay in the small home, the little one dragged the uncle to come to ask for a glass of water and wine to eat. ”

Qian Xianling smiled when he heard this: "Don't talk about a glass of water and wine, even if the banquet is free, Wu's mother is also willing to do it." It's just that I didn't know that you were so close to Xianzhi, and you came and came, and since you were relatives, you should drink together. ”

Qian County Ling knew about the relationship between Li Gongfu and Ning Caichen for a long time, but he had never officially introduced it, and this time he officially introduced it. He said this on purpose, this is the unspoken rule of the literati. Otherwise, it is very easy to be targeted. At least Li Gongfu has become a fast catcher, and there will be gaps to be found.

The old mother smiled: "Yes, this is natural, there are great talents, so naturally don't talk about these vulgar things." Free, all free. ”

Ning Caichen became more and more confused, what the hell was going on? He was like a stuffy gourd, and the second monk was puzzled. In addition to the question marks in my head, it is still a question mark.

The senior officer smiled: "It seems that our great talent can't figure out what's going on at all?"

"Please give me some advice. ”

"Xianzhi probably doesn't know how much Hunan women are sad about singing the song "Picking Mulberries". ”

Ning Caichen seems to understand this explanation, but he doesn't understand it very well.

The old mother lowered her head and wiped her tears and said: "The old mother doesn't know a few words, let alone poetry, but Xianggong's sentence 'It's boring to wake up, and it's boring to be drunk', it really speaks to the old body and mind." I want to be old for a lifetime, and I laugh with wine, but it's not this 'boring to wake up, boring to get drunk'. ”

The cold sweat on Ning Caichen's head was flowing, and now he was all awake from the wine.

At that time, I was drunk, and I thought of where, so I casually plagiarized this later song "Picking Mulberries". This poem is the work of the later generations of Nalan surnamed De, and this Nalan surname De is the constant nudity of this flower building.

Thinking about it now, this word is not so much close to his state of mind at the time, but rather written as this woman in the flower building.

Fortunately, this was done by later generations, otherwise this plagiarism would have become evidence. In this hierarchical literati society, Ning Caichen once again cherished his identity. The poems that come out of your mouth are all classics, otherwise they will not be passed on to future generations. But if you slip out of your mouth and say what your predecessors have done as your own, this will hurt your reputation.

Ning Caichen secretly warned himself that he must not get drunk again.

"Mom, I heard that Ning Xianggong is here. A woman came from the inner compartment as if she was in a hurry. When people come in, it is like an orchid out of the valley, and the whole painting boat immediately has an elegant temperament.

"Daughter, you are sick, how can you get out?" Wu's mother saw her come out, but her face immediately showed anxiety.

The woman didn't say anything, looked around, saw Ning Caichen, and said in her heart: Sure enough, he is an extraordinary and beautiful son. "This must be Ning Xianggong, the slave loves Xianggong's poetry, and has now composed a tune, please Xianggong axe. ”

"The girl is gracious. ”

She took out the sepa and sat in the middle, her fingers gently tuned, and her lips slightly opened. It is like a pearl and jade on the plate, and the words are crisp.

Picking mulberries, who turned the desolate song of Yuefu?

The wind is also sluggish, the rain is also sluggish, and the lights are thin and the lights are scattered for another night.

I don't know what's lingering, I'm bored when I wake up, I'm bored when I'm drunk, and I haven't been to Qiao Yuan in my dreams.

The tune is sad, and I can't help crying after singing it.

The literati came to the flower boat to have fun, and sang such a sad voice, which was already interesting. But the woman sang and cried, but the two adults were not angry, and even sighed with empathy.

This flower boat is dilapidated, it can be said that the two adults don't want to attract attention, but this is fun-seeking, and the singer sings such a tragic song, and the two adults are not the slightest unhappy, and they even show sympathy?

It's not so normal.

It's a detail again, but it was caught by Ning Caichen. It's just this clue, even he can't figure it out for a while.

Maybe the two adults sympathize?

A big question mark.

At the end of the song, the woman Ying Ying bowed: "Ning Xianggong thinks that the slave score is right, but what improvements should be made?"

Ning Caichen put down his puzzlement and said: "The girl's tone is very good, but this song is too sad, and I am afraid it is not conducive to the business." ”

Ning Caichen said it clearly, and they naturally understood it as soon as they heard it. Qian County Ling immediately suggested: "It is worthy of being a talent for exploring flowers, this is too right." Presumably, Tanhualang must not be able to bear this flower-like woman's style of sleeping in the open. When make another good song, to cheer up. ”

This county order helps to ask for words, which is no longer a simple sympathy, but a human favor.

One word caused such a big sensation, where did Ning Caichen dare to "copy" again, at least he had to wait for this tide to pass, it was too tidal, in case something went wrong, he drowned for this tide, but the gain outweighed the loss.

It's just a highly similar world, but it's not exactly the same, and who knows which poems have been done before. He just waved his hand again and again, saying that he didn't agree with anything.

The county magistrate gave the old mother a look, and also came up to persuade: "As long as the son is willing to give new words, the old mother will not only give twenty-two pieces of silver, but in the future, when the princess comes to my ship, all the expenses will be covered by the old wife and son." ”

"Slaves also ask for the word slave. ”

So many people begged. If Ning Caichen really had the talent to do poetry, he should have done it a long time ago, but unfortunately he didn't, so he had to shirk it.

Li Gongfu rolled his eyes, didn't know what he thought, and said loudly: "Uncle should have good wine when he makes poetry, just like Mr. Taibai, only with good wine can there be good poetry." ”

When others listened to it, not only did they not feel rude, but they made a lot of sense.

"The ancestors fought wine poems a hundred, and now it is said that Xianzhi drinks and makes poems, which will become a good story, and it is not as fast as possible to get good wine. "Wine and poetry are literati and elegant things, and the scholars and officials naturally just applaud, and there is no possibility of vetoing.

Mother Wu was about to go to get the wine, but the woman stopped and said, "Mom, the son needs good wine, so go and get the slave's wine to help the prosperity of today." ”

Mother Wu's face changed when she heard this. "Girl, that's the wine to celebrate your exit. Is this appropriate?"

But she said: "When it is said that there are four cylinders of brewing, today it is said that one cylinder is taken to congratulate the joy of today, and it is also deserved." As he spoke, he moved lightly and walked out.

When Mother Wu saw her say this, she didn't stop her again, but just sighed. There is sadness and helplessness in this tone.

Hearing this, Ning Caichen's heart was sour, as if he had done something very evil.

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