Li Mingyuan and Lin Qingran were chatting, and in the distance, a young man who looked like a literati walked straight towards them with a wine glass.

As soon as the man stood still, he reported to himself: "I am the third son of Gong Shangshu of the household department, surnamed Gong, named Chaowen, and the word Xiuren." Today, I am fortunate to meet with the little marquis and want to ask for a lesson or two. ”

Listening to this tone, it was not good, Li Mingyuan looked him up and down, dressed in green clothes, with a delicate literati atmosphere, it was the person Lin Qingran just said.

"Since he is the son of Gong Shangshu, he is naturally talented, and he can't talk about asking for advice, please talk about something."

Lin Qingran also carefully observed this person on the side, and the cyan talent clothes were somewhat similar to the clothes of the person who was dressed.

"I know that I am not a good learner, and I want to say a few words to the little marquis." Gong Chaowen bowed to Li Mingyuan as he spoke.

Lin Qingran thought to himself, knowing that he was only a shallow learner, so he didn't want to come out and be embarrassed.

Without waiting for Li Mingyuan to reply, Gong Chaowen said to himself, "Then take the yellow leaves all over the ground as a guide, and I will make the last sentence,

The blue clouds, the yellow leaves, the autumn colors are waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.

The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water, and the grass is ruthless, and it is outside the slanting sun. ”

After groaning, Gong Chaowen took a sip of wine and asked a little provocatively, "Can the little marquis say the next sentence?" He knew that this little marquis would definitely not be right to dance with a knife and a gun on weekdays.

"The soul of the dark country, chasing the travels, night and night, good dreams leave people to sleep.

Mingyue Lou is high and recess alone, and the wine is sad and turns into lovesick tears. ”

Li Mingyuan didn't think much about it, and said as soon as he spoke.

This Fan Zhongyan's "Su Mu Sha Biyuntian" is one of the poems in the Flying Flower Order, because of the lovesickness of the detention family, Li Mingyuan specially read it, "I don't know if it's right?" He asked mockingly.

"Of course, of course." Gong Chaowen didn't expect Li Mingyuan to open his mouth, which surprised him.

"In that case, why don't I come up with the last sentence, and you are right in the next sentence." Li Mingyuan said that there is not much he can remember in the Flying Flower Order, and if he is not familiar with it, he is afraid that it will not be right, so it is better to take the initiative to attack.

Seeing this scene, Gong Chaowen had no choice but to answer, "Little Marquis, please come out." ”

Li Mingyuan pondered for a moment and said:

"Who has been idle for a long time. Every time spring comes, the melancholy is still there.

I am often sick with wine before spending every day, and I dare to resign from the mirror. ”

Li Mingyuan picked up the wine glass after chanting and drank slowly.

This poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Who Abandons Leisure for a Long Time", Gong Chaowen couldn't remember for a while, whether it was written by Ouyang Xiu or Feng Yansi, and after thinking about it for a long time, he said:

"The willows on the riverside green embankment. In order to ask new sorrows, what is there every year?

The independent small bridge is full of sleeves, and the Hirabayashi Crescent people are behind. ”

Gong Chaowen knew that he had lost the game, and was ready to give up and leave, "The little marquis is really talented, and he is not talented." ”

Li Mingyuan saw that he was interested and not difficult, and said with a smile, "There is no winning or losing in poetry exchange." "It's really lucky, and if you continue to do it, it's really hard to decide whether you win or lose.

Gong Chaowen also followed Li Mingyuan's words and said, "What the little marquis said is, then I will go down first." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Lin Qingran was a little surprised by his performance, "You are so wise and foolish, compared to that day, you really can't see that you are alone." ”

Li Mingyuan said timidly, "This is nature, or is it the credit of your Flying Flower Order." It's just that this Gong Chaowen, is this the person you just met? ”

"The clothes are somewhat similar, and the faces are ...... I didn't see it. ”

"I don't think he's a difficult person, but if it's sent by Taishi Liang, then it seems that this household department should also be more vigilant."

After this incident, the news that Li Mingyuan had won the third son of the household spread quickly, and no one came over, and he was much more peaceful.

Before that, the entourage beside the prince came over, "Little Marquis, the prince is invited, please go to the bamboo pavilion with the villain." ”

Since it was the prince's invitation, Li Mingyuan went by himself, he got up and said, "Lead the way ahead." ”

After the crown prince Li Minghao left them in a hurry, he has been pestered by Liang Shanshan.

On the way to the bamboo pavilion, he saw Hong Xueming, hurriedly walked over, and asked, "Mr. Hong, how is the preparation of Yaji's tea party?" ”

Li Minghao doesn't like to drink alcohol on weekdays, and he replaces wine with tea at Yaji's gatherings.

Hong Xueming saw Liang Shanshan beside the prince, and understood, "Prince, there are still some important details of the tea party, I want you to go to the bamboo pavilion to have a look." ”

Liang Shanshan heard the prince talking about the tea party on the side, and hurriedly asked, "Tea party?" Can I also participate? ”

Li Minghao knew her little knowledge, and he didn't want her to participate, "We want to recite poetry, if we can't chant, we will be punished!" ”

"Penalty ...... What is the penalty? Liang Shanshan asked cautiously.

"For example, for drinking, and for example, for everyone here is a cup of tea." After speaking, Li Minghao smiled, she probably wouldn't want to participate anymore.

Sure enough, Liang Shanshan heard that she was going to drink again, and she was going to serve tea to people who were not familiar with it, "Then I'...... I still don't want to participate. ”

Hearing that she had no intention of having a tea party, Li Minghao was ready to let her leave, "En! You go somewhere else first, I'm going to the Bamboo Pavilion. ”

"But ......" Liang Shanshan was about to say something, but was stopped by Hong Xueming, "Miss Liang, it's better to go to the stream with the lower officials to eat some pastries." ”

Li Minghao took this opportunity and went to the bamboo pavilion.

Liang Shanshan glanced at Hong Xueming angrily, and when she was stopped, she had no choice but to give up and leave.

Li Minghao, who came to the bamboo pavilion, breathed a long sigh of relief.

After arranging the bamboo pavilion, the crown prince Li Minghao summoned Fang Xiaozhi's friends who had a party with him on weekdays, and then he also sent his entourage to invite Li Mingyuan.

After Li Mingyuan came to the bamboo pavilion, he saw many people sitting inside, and he was a little worried, and stopped at the entrance of the bamboo pavilion for a while.

Lin Qingran saw him stop and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" Are you scared? ”

Li Mingyuan was most jealous of others provoking him, "How can my little marquis be afraid." Then he went in and sat down.

Seeing that everyone was here, the prince signaled that Hong Xueming could start.

Hong Xueming said: "Today we gather by this stream, we are all like-minded people who love poetry, meet friends with poetry, and everyone present can speak freely. After speaking, he looked at Fang Xiaozhi, on weekdays, after he finished speaking, wouldn't this Fang Xiaozhi be the first to stand up and chant poetry? How to ...... today

Fang Xiaozhi also heard about the performance of the little marquis Li Mingyuan just now, and was a little surprised, and wanted to let others test it first.

Seeing that Fang Xiaozhi did not react, Hong Xueming said again: "Then let me start first, now it is late autumn, I will use autumn to write a poem first, and everyone will use winter, spring and summer to give a poem in turn." ”

The prince felt quite new and said, "Mr. Hong, please speak." ”

"I love the autumn air, and the autumn is too early and cold.

The cloak is habitual, and the embracement is more remnant. Hong Xueming sat down after chanting the poem.

"Then I'll pick up a song," the person who spoke was a friend of the prince, Liu Xiangzhi.

"Winter and winter welcome the drums, and the boat is misty.

When Fengrong died, the amusement was even older. ”

Lin Qingran thought of the pillow flow in the poems of thousands of families that day, pushed Li Mingyuan, and reminded him in a low voice, "Pillow flow." ”

As soon as Li Mingyuan was reminded by her, he immediately remembered it, and then chanted:

"The spring stream sings birds, and the spring flowers want to fill the mountains.

I don't know the world, a pillow between stone springs. ”

It was Lin Qingran who tested him that day.

The writer of "Pillow Flow" is the leader of the Donglin Party, in the political whirlpool of the struggle against the power traitor group and the eunuch party, combined with the current situation of Li Mingyuan, Fang Xiaozhi listened to him after chanting the poem, and asked: "I don't know what the little marquis is doing in the world." ”

"We're just chanting poetry, Mr. Fang, don't think too much." Hong Xueming said.

"Then since that's the case, I'll pick up the last one," Fang Xiaozhi groaned,

"The summer strip is densely green, and the calyx is bright and fresh.

At noon on a scorching day, the scorching fire burns. ”

After hearing this, the crown prince Li Minghao clapped his hands and said, "It's all good!" All good! So who's going to do it next? ”

Fang Xiaozhi got up at this time and said: "Then it's better for me to come, today, we gather by the stream, we can't just chant other people's poems, why don't we take water as the theme and create a poem each?" ”

The crown prince thought the topic was too difficult, and he looked at his brother Li Mingyuan worriedly.

Hong Xueming was originally going to finish five words, and then seven words, but he never thought that Fang Xiaozhi would have such a problem, which should be intentionally difficult. Not to mention whether the literati sitting here can write a poem, Li Mingyuan, a military general, is already very good at being able to write a few poems.

The little marquis was invited by the prince, and he is the prince's brother, so if Fang Xiaozhi does something again, it will definitely not work.

"Mr. Fang, is this question too difficult?" Hong Xueming said.

"It's not that today is to imitate Lanting, this is not to create poetry, how can it be imitated." Fang Xiaozhi dislikes these fake literati the most.

Li Mingyuan's brows tightened at this time, could this Fang Xiaozhi be Taishi Liang's eyeliner? I just said that the poems I chanted are now going to be created again, and he is a military general, so he has the ability to create poems.

When Hong Xueming saw this scene, he immediately said: "Why don't we take the water not deep as an example and compose a lyric for each other." Today, everyone is just here to enjoy the scenery and chant poetry, so there is no need to be so embarrassed. ”

The crown prince Li Minghao immediately said, "What Mr. Hong said is reasonable, so take this as an example." ”

Although Fang Xiaozhi still wanted to say something, he could only give up helplessly.

After Lin Qingran heard it, she thought about it carefully, and she wanted to have water again, and she wanted to show the mood of the moment, and she whispered a few words in Li Mingyuan's ear.

After Li Mingyuan heard what she said, he immediately became happy, "Then I'll come first." ”

Groaning:

"The water is not clear, but the shadow is clear.

When the water is quiet, it is clear, and when the people are quiet, it can be clear. ”

"Little Hou Ye, it's really amazing!" After hearing this, Hong Xueming immediately let out a sigh of admiration.

Li Minghao looked at his brother in disbelief, it turned out that he was so powerful, and then looked at Lin Qingran beside him, and understood.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think of my words? If there is no desire, it will be quiet, and if it is quiet, it will be clear. Li Mingyuan felt that this person was so targeted at him, maybe he was bewitched by Taishi Liang.