The flowers they play are ten times more elegant than those of Qushui Liuyu.

There are eight white jade platforms under the peach blossom tree, and the participating literati sit on the white jade platform, waiting for the petals to float away, and whoever has the petals above them falls on the white jade platform, who will recite a poem.

Think about it, in late spring, the white clothes are like snow, the petals are scattered, the white jade is the platform, and the wonderful text is handed down, how elegant is it?

Some saucers wrote two lines of poetry: The flowers in front of the white jade stage fly by themselves, and a glass of red wine is a little.

Think about it all as a painting.

The four of them turned the main trunk of the peach tree like a huge barrier, and saw the white jade platform in front of them, and what surprised them slightly was that there were already three beauties sitting on the white jade platform, and the three girls were waiting for the petals to fall with their faces up, and there were a few girls next to them, smiling and laughing, guessing who would be the first to hit.

The petals on it are more unpredictable than the flowing wine glass, and no one knows which petal will leave the branch first.

A little petal fell and landed on a beautiful white jade platform, and the beauty raised her small mouth with tears in her eyes: "Why is it me again?" ”

A beautiful woman next to her smiled lightly: "Who made you and me feel pity?" Flowers, this is pity for you......"

The beauty was unconvinced: "The flowers are not pitying me, they are specially fixing me, I want to change my seat, this place attracts the wind, and the flowers ......fall as soon as the wind blows."

"It's okay to change seats, chant poetry first! Don't cheat ......"

"I'm sure I'm not cheating, I'm chanting...... Last night, the spring breeze was fine, and the dream had been three watches, and the people outside the wall were in tears, and they began to feel that it was clear. ”

The smiles on the faces of Lin Su and the other four suddenly froze, and they looked at each other, the four talented people listened to the three women chanting poems, shouldn't it be a university professor listening to children talk about academic issues? But this woman exports a poem, fresh and natural, extraordinary and vulgar, and it is very suitable for the situation, no less than the ordinary literary genius of the world, even Lin Su's brother Lin Jialiang, it is not easy to write such a poem.

And she just moaned casually.

Who is she?

Huo Qi is not from the capital, he really doesn't know these people, Li Yangxin knows, this kid is a frequent visitor to the Qinglou, and one of the women he knows is Xie Xiaoyan, the most famous Oiran in the Jade Building.

"If she is Xie Xiaoyan, then I can guess the remaining two, one is immovable like a mountain, the one who chanted poetry just now must be the weak willow supporting the wind Lu Youwei."

"The three talented women in the capital?" Lin Su's eyes lit up.

There are only a handful of talented women in the world who can be called talents, but before stepping into the capital, he heard that there are three talented women in the capital, who write poems and lyrics, and the level is superb, and they are definitely not under those literary geniuses in the capital.

Lu Youwei got up: "I can change my seat now, I resolutely don't sit there, three petals in a row fell on my head, see if I'm a bully......"

Got up and started running, running to another white jade platform, just stepped on this white jade platform with one foot, suddenly she blushed, because she saw a man, this man was looking at her with a smile, he was Lin Su.

Lin ...... Lin Gongzi ......, "Lu Youwei is light and blessed, and she doesn't dare to look at him again."

Lin Su was slightly stunned: "You know me?" ”

"Three days ago, the three of us were in the Star Picking Tower, but through the curtain, Lin Gongzi didn't know us, but we had seen Lin Gongzi's peerless demeanor." Lu Youwei's voice trembled a little, but she still said it clearly.

Lin Su understood, and he also bowed slightly: "We just went up the mountain to play, but we didn't want to worry about the three talented women, it really shouldn't be, let's leave, the three of us continue!" ”

Xie Xiaoyan on the white jade platform in the back said: "We just said that there are fewer people and it is difficult to have fun, can the four sons also participate and play this song 'Falling Flower Order' together?" ”

Before Lin Su could answer, Li Yangxin was directly excited: "That's great!" Xiaosheng Lanzhou Li Yangxin is polite. ”

"Lanzhou Hui Yuan Gong, the world has heard of it, but the sisters in the Jade Building are eager to see Li Gongzi." Xie Xiaoyan smiled.

Li Yangxin is so happy, he can't wait to go to the Jade Building to try the fire, although the Jade Building has always been a performer and not a body, but there are occasionally those who can break through the convention, once they break through, they will add to the legend.

"Xiaosheng Youzhou Huo Qi."

"Youzhou Hui Yuan Gong, a thousand-year-old family, a legend of this generation, a long-admired name!" Xie Xiaoyan saluted.

Huo Qi was also excited, compared with others, his biggest advantage is the family behind him, the Huo family in Youzhou, that is an amazing family, the history is almost the same as Dacang, it can be regarded as a thousand-year-old family, in Youzhou, it is a force that stomps and stomps and shakes the mountains.

Zhang Haoran lightly arched his hand: "Xiaosheng Zhang Haoran, it's not like the three of them, it's not Huiyuan." ”

Xie Xiaoyan smiled lightly: "For the Tao, you will step on the clouds, and for the text, you will write the world's heroic essays, even if Beijing tries the dragon and the tiger, Zhang Gongzi is still listed at the top, so why be humble?" ”

This woman is really good at talking.

In the face of completely different people, every word you say just hits the excitement of the other party.

Her gaze moved to Lin Su, and Lin Su smiled: "Since the three beauties are interested, let's have fun?" ”

As soon as he retracted his steps, he motioned for Lu Youwei to come and sit on the white jade platform he had just stood on.

Lu Youwei bowed slightly, sat down, looked at her nose and nose, and looked at her heart, not daring to look up at him, her heart was beating fast......

And Lin Su withdrew three steps and sat under Lu Youwei.

Zhang Haoran and Huo Qi sat in turn, only Li Yangxin wanted to go to the vacant seat left by Lu Youwei just now, but Bi Xuanji raised his eyes slightly, Li Yangxin suddenly felt that the air was a little cold, and retreated to Huo Qi's head and sat down.

The four men are still in a row, and the three women are also together.

The maid next to the side sent melons and fruits, refreshments, each person put a pot of wine in front of them, it was the "white cloud side", the wine poured, the fragrance overflowed, the misty rain and mist were blocked by the layers of peach blossoms above, it was really a wonderful place.

Zhang Haoran said: "When the flowers fall and chant poetry, those who can't chant will be punished with a glass of wine, right?" ”

"Exactly!" Xie Xiaoyan said: "The only difference is that if our sisters can't chant, they can only drink fruit wine, not liquor, the four sons agree, right?" ”

"That's agreeing!" All four nodded at the same time.

Zhang Haoran added a point, do you need to write down their poems on gold paper?

The biggest advantage of writing down the poem on the paper is that the poem has been judged the moment it is written on the paper, and everyone can know the level of the poem.

Ordinary friends chant poems and lyrics, and there is no need for a treasure pen and paper, but today Lin Su was present, and he still had a mind to see if he could write colorful poems on the spot.

Lin Su said: "Today is mainly a play of three talented women, we can't take the lead, right?" Talented women can't use the treasure pen and paper, or light the holy incense, right? ”

Talented women can't use the treasure pen and paper, because the treasure pen and paper must be a person of literature and Taoism to use.

The four of them are men in the literature and Taoism, but the women are not in the literature, no matter how high their level is, they can't use the treasure pen and paper, but Lin Su really wants to know what kind of level Lu Youwei's poem is just now, in his opinion, it should be able to enter the color, if it is colored, then her reputation will go straight to the clouds and create a huge miracle.

Think about it, men write colorful poems are legends, what if it's a woman?

Everyone looked at each other, and there was a strange light in their eyes.

Especially Bi Xuanji, her eyes are very bright, it seems that there is a little star hidden in it, three talented women, famous in the capital, but what can be done in the famous capital? They are daughters, and everything they do about Wendao is just not doing their job, which makes three arrogant talented women, how can they really be willing? However, this is the shackle of being a woman, no one opens it for them, and no one can break it.

And today, the entire legend of Dacang's literature and Taoism has not been discriminated against because they are daughters, and even wants to create a condition for them to have the opportunity to witness how their poetry temple is commented......

The holy incense is lit and curls to the sky!

Lin Su's eyes shot at Lu Youwei: "Before the next petal falls, I really want to know how the temple commented on the poem you just wrote, Miss Lu, how about you read it again?" ”

When the incense is lit, there is no need for a pen and paper, just a poem to be recited, and it can be evaluated.

Lu Youwei cast a pair of wonderful eyes at Lin Su......

Lin Su nodded lightly: "Don't be afraid, the saints created the Dao of the Scriptures, and they asked for the prosperity of the Holy Dao, so how could they have ever cared about separating men and women?" When you write a psalm today, the saints will be gratified and will not blame. ”

Lu Youwei's eyes swept over her two sisters, and the two daughters also looked excited, including Bi Xuanji, who was as immobile as a mountain, and nodded to her at the same time.

Lu Youwei bit her lip and began to read: "Last night, the spring breeze was thin, and it was three watches after falling asleep, and the people outside the wall were crying, and they began to feel that it was Qingming." ”

When the poem came out, the peach blossom petals in the air seemed to have stopped rising and falling, the whole heaven and earth fell into a state of solidification, and the holy incense rising seemed to be solidified......

The face of the third girl slowly changed, could it be that the woman's poetry really angered the saints?

Why is it so specific?

Suddenly, in the boundless silence, a peach blossom petal fluttered and fell, falling on the tip of Lu Youwei's nose, and a ray of colorful light centered on her, diffuse, reflecting her face like a dream......

"Colorful Poetry!" Lin Su laughed: "This is the world's first women's colorful poem, right?" Congratulations Miss Lu! You have opened a whole new door to Wendao. ”

The three women looked at each other, and they all saw a surprise in each other's eyes.

From this moment on, Wendao is no longer exclusive to men, and women can also have a place, which seems to be just a small step, but it is a big step for the whole Wendao!

"The Sword Comes"

This step was deliberately guided by Lin Su.

It was also the beginning of one of his great plans.

In feudal society, who said that women are only subordinate? He started with the most high-end Wendao of men and opened this door!

This is the greatest achievement of today's Xishan Poetry Society, and with this point, the Xishan Poetry Society will forever be recorded in history!

"Miss Lu, another peach blossom petal has fallen on you, you have to chant again." Zhang Haoran said with a smile.

Lu Youwei's heart is in a mess, where can she still chant poetry? "The little woman's heart is not calm, she doesn't dare to chant anymore, I will punish the wine!"

She held up the fruit wine in front of her and drank a glass, and the original red on her face increased by three points.

The second peach blossom petal fell and landed in front of Bi Xuanji.

Bi Xuanji held the petals and read a poem softly: "The ancient Buddha of the green lantern is silent at night, how can the gods and Buddhas be divided into two roads, and so on to know each other as if they were coming to the face, and they don't see the breeze and don't see people." ”

Poetry falls, golden light three ways, golden light poems!

Although it did not make it into the color, it is also quite extraordinary, her poems are not good at writing scenes, but this poem is quite Zen, which makes people fall into thought.

The two sisters have written good poems, Xie Xiaoyan is nervous and expectant, she also wants to see what level her poems are, she never thought that she could use this method to test before, but today, it is possible......

The third petal fell, and it really fell in front of her.

Xie Xiaoyan was more nervous than excited, hesitated for a while, and recited a poem: "The sound of rain and rain in Qinhuai at night is closed, will the children of Xiling stay?" The east wind in the capital of Modao is warm, the scoundrel has a half-day rest, a new poem and tears, the two hearts are cut for three autumns, and then to the Qingming Festival to sacrifice each other, and the wind is ten miles...... Crying in the state. ”

Thinking of this, tears flowed down Xie Xiaoyan's face, and there was no change in the past.

And Lu Youwei, holding the peach blossom petals in her hand, was also in tears......

This is......

Lin Su and the others looked at each other.

The poem is finished, the golden light poem, half into the color!

The fourth petal fell and fell in front of Zhang Haoran, Zhang Haoran pondered for a long time: "The three talented girls are in front of Zhuyu, Haoran is ashamed of himself, I owe this poem!" ”

Raise the wine in your glass and drink it all in one gulp.

The fifth petal fell in front of Huo Qi, Huo Qi thought for a long time, and also drank a glass of wine.

The sixth petal fell in front of Li Yangxin.

Li Yangxin raised his wine glass and smiled lightly: "As soon as these three poems of the three talented girls come out, I really can't write them, drink!" ”

If it's just an ordinary poetry club, no matter how well or badly written, they dare to write, but today's situation is a bit special, the three girls who wrote poems in front, a color poem, a half-step color, a golden light poem, three poems, the level is ridiculously high, with their level, it is really difficult to catch up, since they know that they can't keep up, then simply don't offer ugliness.

Four men, three killed!

Lin Su is heavy responsibility is on his shoulders, but the seventh peach blossom petal seems to be a joke, and it was about to fall on Lin Su, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the petal fell in front of Lu Youwei.

Lu Youwei still had tears in her eyes, as if she was immersed in Xie Xiaoyan's poem just now and didn't come out, and suddenly saw the petal in front of her, she was shocked, she stretched out her hand, and the petal accurately fell on her fingertips.

Lu Youwei picked up the fingertip flowers, buried them in the ground outside the white jade platform, and chanted softly: "The flowers are falling and flying all over the sky, and the red incense is broken, who will pity ......"

Everyone's eyes were raised, all of them were shocked, and the most shocked was Lin Su.

She buried flowers, and also chanted "Funeral Flowers"? Is this possible?

When she chanted this sentence, she was stuck, and she couldn't pronounce the third sentence......

The silver disc is circling, it seems to be urging, the two poems lead to the silver light, it is really extraordinary, if it is written, as long as the back does not collapse, it is very likely to be a golden poem or even a color poem, but unfortunately, she can't pick it up after all, her head is sweating, just now these two sentences she is purely feeling, when she read it, she didn't even realize that it was a poem, this is the best state of writing poetry, but it is also the easiest state to get stuck, because when she realized that it was a poem, she had withdrawn from the artistic conception of the poem, and could not enter again.