The poems of the regent Li Chen'an have become well-known in the entire Shuzhou.

Not only the women of the Qinglou sang every night, but even the students of Wenweng Academy were also competing to imitate them.

But a poet is a poet!

Every poem of Li Chen'an, the wonderful artistic conception in it, the soothing twists that are just right, and the various feelings that arise spontaneously seem to be made by nature, all of which are breathtaking!

You can't learn this.

These require a high level of literary attainment, as well as a deep understanding of all things in the world.

Don't say that these seventeen or eighteen-year-old students, even those who teach in Wenweng Academy, and even a great Confucian like Mei Fangxi, after reading those poems, sigh to themselves!

But almost all of these poems were written by the regent last year.

At this moment, Mrs. Mei actually got a new song made by the regent......

What would his poem look like?

That's what everyone is looking forward to.

There is only one exception.

He is Lin Zifeng!

At this moment, Lin Zifeng was standing on the side of Xia Hua, although he was in the sun, his face was gloomy as if a rainstorm was about to fall!

Li Chenan didn't come, he was originally quite happy, and even breathed a long sigh of relief.

But he never expected that the guy didn't come, but came a song he made!

Showmanship?

Shixian is amazing!

In Lin Zifeng's heart, he had stabbed Li Chenan thirty-seven times!

He looked at Xia Hua.

The face as beautiful as a flower floated at this moment.

Even though Xia Hua was wearing a face towel, her eyes were exposed on the outside of the face towel.

In those eyes......

Lin Zifeng clearly saw two blooming snow lotuses!

Little junior sister, I'm really moved by that damn guy!

He withdrew his gaze, his heart twisting like a knife.

Li Chenan must die!

Even if you can't get the little junior sister, the little junior sister can't marry someone from Ning Guo!

Especially him Li Chen'an!

Lin Zifeng's eyes narrowed slowly, and he looked at the stage, with a cold glint in his eyes!

Mei Fangxi held the piece of paper written by Li Chenan in both hands, his face was solemn, and his expression was pious, as if he was holding a piece of paper to worship heaven and earth.

"This word is called "Linjiang Immortal, Dream Queen's Tower"!"

"After the dream, the building is locked,

The curtain hangs low.

Last year, when the spring hatred came.

Falling flower people are independent,

Micro swifts fly in double flight.

I remember when Apple first met,

Two hearts of the word Luo Yi.

The lutea strings say acacia.

At that time, the bright moon was there,

He once returned to the clouds. ”

After the words were recited, the scene of tens of thousands of people was silent.

All the students, all the girls, and even all the teachers on the stage, including the normal old master of Wenweng Academy, were stunned!

Before this, Mei Fangxi didn't show this poem to anyone, except for Xia Hua who happened to see it that day.

But even Xia Hua, after listening to Mei Fangxi's recitation at this moment, she seems to have a deeper understanding and knowledge of this poem.

There really was light in her eyes.

The light was as bright and bright as the stars in the night sky on the Tianshan Mountains.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow the old man to make some shallow analysis of this poem by the regent."

Mei Fangxi carefully put away the piece of paper and put it into her arms, and said:

"Apple in this word is probably your doubt."

"Actually, there's no need to wonder."

"Apple is referring to a person!"

It dawned on the students that the Lord Regent was not very good at including Miss Zhongli in the poem, so they used a non-existent Apple to refer to Miss Three...... This is the ingenious technique of leaving traces but no traces.

Of course, it can also refer to the women that the regent likes.

"In the old man's view, this word can be analyzed into four layers."

"After the dream, the building is locked, and the curtain hangs low when you wake up, this is the first floor."

"The first two sentences give people a dreamlike feeling, but if you think about it again, you can taste a different taste!"

These are two different scenes, but the lyricist has cleverly blended them together, using a twist and subtlety to express his deep affection for Apple!

"The lyricist did not write the dream, but left it blank for the reader to make associations, so the connotation and appeal of the words and sentences were suddenly expressed."

"As for the connection between the dream and the building, it falls on every sentence that follows!"

“……”

Mei Fangxi said freely, and everyone below listened very carefully.

The more I listened to it, the more I felt that the word regent was simply wonderful!

"This fourth layer is the last sentence of this poem."

"At that time, the bright moon was there, and I returned to the clouds!"

"All the descriptions seen in the line are redundant, wake up after the dream, the bright moon is still there, and the clouds are there?"

"In the emptiness, there is still that bitter thought, that is, the poet's attachment to love to the realm of 'foolishness'!"

"After the dream, the wine wakes up, the person is independent, and the swallow flies...... There is love in the scene in every sentence, and there is a scene in the words and words, which is the melancholy sadness of this remnant spring season! ”

After Mei Fangxi finished interpreting this poem, there was no warm applause in the audience, but there were many sobs from the girls.

Why did the regent feel so sad?

Could it be the rumored illness of Miss Zhonglisan?

Is that rumor true?

Zhongli Mansion is rich and rivals the country, but even the world's divine doctors can't cure her illness at all, and the regent is worried about this, so he wrote this poem with feelings?

Those girls were extremely envious of Miss Zhonglisan.

The romantic story of the third lady and the regent in Guangling City has already spread to Shuzhou, and they thought it was a match made in heaven, but they didn't expect that there were such difficult worries to solve.

A fairy looks like a fairy, and is as tender as water.

A book of poetry is full of romance.

Such a pair of wonderful people, they should have lived happily with Hemeimei for a lifetime.

But judging from this poem by the regent......

"Could it be that the third lady is an incurable disease?"

"I'm afraid the news from Kyoto is true."

"The imperial doctor can't cure it?"

"Hey...... Another purpose of the regent coming to Shuzhou was to take the third lady to Wu for treatment. ”

"Wu Guo? Which miracle doctor is there in the state of Wu? ”

"I don't know, let's take a look at it again, if the regent really took the third lady to Wu Kingdom, then this matter is true."

“…… But wouldn't it be dangerous for the regent to go to the state of Wu? ”

"This is the bond between the regent and the third lady!"

"You say...... If I can marry the regent, even if it is a concubine, I am willing! ”

"Who wouldn't? If the regent says something, I'm afraid I don't know how many women are willing to marry him as a concubine! ”

"Don't talk about concubines, I don't even want a name, as long as the regent speaks!"

Xia Hua listened silently.

After a few moments, she turned to leave.

Lin Zifeng followed.

I cursed silently in my heart:

A group of shameless women! All are sick!

Li Chen'an, who was drinking tea in Zhongli Garden, didn't know that Mei Fangxi had made a different analysis of this poem, and at this moment he was talking to Wang Zhengjinzhong:

"You say, that great master, he is Xi Wei?"

"Back to the regent, Zhang Sanqiang did say so after waking up...... It was an old man dressed in a black robe, with a black hood and a black scarf...... Isn't that what Xi Wei is wearing? ”

Li Chenan pondered for a moment, but he was relieved.

If it is really ridiculed, then the lives of parents are worry-free.

It's just that why did Xi Wei come to Chongqing Mansion?

Could it be that he is also here for the affairs of Xishan?