The backyard of the Lee Mansion

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. ”

"Good! What a poem! Cai Yong's face was flushed, and he couldn't help but applaud loudly: "It's only been a few years since I saw it, and Jue'er's writing has made such an achievement, which is really terrifying." ”

For Chinese civilization, how many brilliant poems have been derived in the long history of 5,000 years, compared with those masterpieces that move the world, this poem is not the best. But comparing the lyrics of the Han Dynasty and the pre-Qin era, it is a bit ahead of its time.

looked at Cai Yong shaking his head and closing his eyes to read the poems. Gai Xun was a little helpless, even if he was literate, but if he went deep in a higher level, he was a little powerless: "Bo Jiao, what is so good about this poem?" Don't let yourself get drunk here. Say it and let us also appreciate and appreciate. ”

"Huh, appreciation? What kind of elegance do you pretend to be a martial artist, and what kind of appreciation do you know? Cai Yong said mercilessly.

"Phew! Why, you are allowed to wait for these sour people here, and I am not allowed to wait here. Gai Xun sneered.

Seeing that the two were about to pinch up again, Li Jing hurriedly said: "Don't fight over these trivial matters, so that the two of them quarrel, wouldn't it make those juniors see the joke." ”

"Humph!" glaring at Gai Shun fiercely, Cai Yong turned his head to Li Jing and said, "But then again, Jue'er's poem is really good." ”

"Heh, just say it's good, but don't say what's good, I'm afraid you can't understand the meaning of it, just show yourself here."

"You!" Cai Yong accidentally pulled off a few of his beards angrily.

"Alright, alright, uncle, I still ask you to come and straighten it out."

"Good!" Cai Yong stood up behind his hands and moved his lips slightly: "This poem is not overly colorful at first glance, but when you taste it carefully, it has a peculiar artistic conception." ”

"!" Gai Shun didn't hesitate to give a big roll of his eyes.

Cai Yong didn't pay attention to him this time, but expounded his thoughts on his own: "These first two sentences write that plum blossoms are not afraid of the cold, proudly alone, even if they grow in the corner, they are not inferior, even if it is a cold winter wind, they are not afraid, and proudly show themselves." ”

Everyone present also nodded secretly.

After a pause, Cai Yong raised his head and looked directly at the plum blossom in the corner of the wall, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth rose slightly: "The last two sentences are written, the plum blossoms are white and bright, and the fragrance is far away." And the snow reflects the whiteness of the plum, and the plum wins the fragrance of the snow. ”

This passage can be said to roughly summarize the entire artistic conception of this poem, but looking at the smug face of his old friend, Gai Xun really didn't want to pay attention.

Li Jing smiled and sighed: "Brother Bo is talented. Forgive me for being ignorant, but the meaning is a little incomprehensible. ”

"Alas, don't be touting the virtuous brother, it really makes me ashamed, if I remember correctly, Jue'er is only fourteen this year, right?"

"Well, what my brother said is true, that kid is fifteen years old this year."

"Huh? This child is the same age as my family. ”

"Hahaha, there is such a coincidence, this may be providence, your two families might as well be a family of children and daughters, and the old man will be a witness." Gai Xun smiled and clapped his hands, extremely happy.

"Hey, yes, but this matter is excellent, I'm afraid that Brother Bo will not look down on the inferior son." Li Jing also smiled in agreement.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, Jue'er Wencai met today, I heard that martial arts are also good?"

"Yes, don't hide it from my brother, that bad son likes to practice martial arts since he was a child and is tired of literature, and when he was young, he met an old man to teach martial arts, which is what he likes, and it fuels his heart.

Alas, if it weren't for the fact that he fell off the horse and hit his head a few days ago to save people, I don't know if he would have studied literature. ”

Gai Shun comforted: "Don't think about it again, the matter has passed, and Jue'er has been blessed by misfortune, and now it is, haha, both civil and military." ”

After listening to Gai Shun's words, Cai Yong also thought deeply: "Jue'er is young and promising, both civil and military, and has a chivalrous heart to fight unevenly, how can such a good son-in-law miss it, I also very much agree with this matter." ”

Speaking of this, as if he remembered something, Cai Yong's face was embarrassed, and he said embarrassedly: "However, I have to go back and ask Zhao Ji, don't hide it from you, alas, since her mother died early, there are many complicated things in the family, and the two virtuous brothers know that I am not proficient in this way, and the family has been taken care of by Zhao Ji for the past two years." ”

Cai Yong is old and has a daughter, and he can't be a baby, but in terms of reason, there is nothing wrong with the approach, and when it comes to family affairs, everyone sighs again.

It's just that none of the three of them noticed that Gai Shun, who was standing beside the table with his hands down, seriously flashed a trace of resentment, and his face also swelled with iron blue.