Luo Huaijun said: "Since the son of the world has a life, how dare the concubine disobey." Then he said to everyone: "The right Caiyun girl came up with a poem with the theme of spring or river, which is naturally appropriate to the occasion, and it is not in vain to invite the theme of spring today, the concubine body will be slightly changed, how to take spring and river as the theme, there must be spring and river in the poem, and it cannot be an old work." ”

Zhou Qingchun glanced at Yuan Ding quietly, it seemed that Luo Huaijun insisted on teaching Yuan Ding. So he pushed the boat down the river and said: "It seems that Miss Huaijun thinks that Brother Yuan has a good sentence, how about asking Brother Yuan to start first?" ”

Everyone also looked at Yuan Ding, there are many people who want Yuan Ding to make a fool of himself in public, and there are a few who are worried about Yuan Ding, such as Qian Yu said: "Brother Yuan, if you can't do it, you don't have to be reluctant, poetry is originally inspiration, and it is normal to have good works." ”

Yuan Ding arched his hand to him and said, "It's okay. As he spoke, he poured himself a glass of wine, drank it and said: "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together."

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail.

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor upstairs Yue Pei Hui, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade * household curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and returned on the anvil.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees. ”

A poem was recited from memory, which was forced to be recited by Yuan Ding's Chinese teacher when he was in high school, but he didn't want to do it today.

I saw that everyone on the island was silent, and I could hear the needle dropping for a while. After a while, the prince reacted first and applauded unconsciously.

At this time, Miss Luo Huaijun, who had just sat down next to Yuan Ding, looked at Yuan Ding with an incredible face, and thought in her heart, is this person a poet immortal? How could such a long poem be written in a moment?

Thinking like this in his heart, a pair of beautiful eyes kept looking at Yuan Ding, with admiration and joy in his eyes.

It was the applause of the prince of the world that woke up Luo Huaijun, which made her bow her head in shame, and applauded with the prince, but she still couldn't help but secretly look at Yuan Ding from time to time.

Not only in the small garden, but even all the people watching from the periphery were in awe of Yuan Dingda, and they even applauded endlessly for a while.

However, Yuan Zuo and the Confucian scholars who stood out for Yuan Zuo had a lot of resentment in their hearts, but they couldn't find verses that surpassed Yuan Ding even if they hollowed out their minds.

Finally, the prince waved his hand to the crowd, and the applause stopped.

Shizi said: "Now that there is wine and masterpieces, should there be a beautiful woman to sing the masterpieces?" ”

After the prince finished speaking, the clerk of the poetry club naturally presented the masterpiece of Yuan Ding that he had just written down to Luo Huaijun.

Luo Huaijun got up and took the poem, and said to everyone: "In this way, the concubine will be ugly." After finishing speaking, after stretching out his palm and striking three times, since someone began to play music, Luo Huaijun slowly sang Yuan Ding's masterpiece along with the music.

Hearing Luo Huaijun's nightingale-like singing, Yuan Ding couldn't help but look at Luo Huaijun a few more times, and sighed that it was worthy of being the most popular brand in Ningyang City, not only beautiful, but also so sultry.

For a while, everyone sang and drank wine, raised their glasses, and saluted Yuan Ding one after another, and the atmosphere of the poetry meeting reached a climax at this time.

After that, the prince invited everyone to continue to recite the masterpiece, but with Yuan Ding Zhuyu in front, he was the person who was arrogant in poetry before, and he didn't dare to show ugliness in front of Yuan Ding at this moment.

Luo Huaijun naturally couldn't ask for it, and after folding Yuan Ding's masterpiece and putting it in the pocket of his shirt, he sat down again and raised his glass to Yuan Ding and said, "Yuan Gongzi is talented, and the little woman Luo Huaijun is polite." ”

Yuan Ding naturally knew that the sedan chair carried people, and said modestly: "Where is it, Miss Luo is the best talent, in the past, I heard the words of the sage, and said, 'The aftersound of the beam for three days is endless', Yuan can't imagine what kind of sound can be around the beam for three days, today I have the honor to listen to the girl's song, and finally understand the words of the sage." ”

Although Luo Huaijun wondered if the saint had said such a thing, he could also understand that Yuan Ding simply gave him the highest praise, and immediately saluted and thanked him: "Yuan Gongzi praised him like this, but I don't know how to teach the little girl how to reply." If Yuan Gongzi has time in the future, he will invite him to come to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to talk about it, and Huaijun will welcome him as a washer. ”

Yuan Ding smiled: "Naturally, I want to listen to Miss Huaijun's singing." ”

Shen Mengyu listened to the pair of dogs and men who were naturally annoyed to death, and unconsciously snorted coldly, and hummed back into his stomach what Yuan Ding wanted to say to Luo Huaijun, Yuan Ding was naturally not a loser, so he took the opportunity to introduce to Luo Huaijun: "This is Yuan's insider." ”

Luo Huaijun glanced at Shen Mengyu, who looked like a small jasper at this time, with jealousy, and said, "It turned out to be Mrs. Yuan, and the little woman saluted her sister." He said he was saluting, but he didn't mean to get up.

Shen Mengyu's response to such impolite words has always been a disdainful snort that doesn't look at it.

Luo Huaijun smiled as if he didn't care much, but he was quite annoyed in his heart, and said at the moment: "I don't know if Yuan Gongzi still has a masterpiece, the little girl will present another song for the prince and everyone here." ”

Before Yuan Ding could speak, he listened to Qian Yu: "Yes, yes." When Brother Yuan was walking with Zaixia, he wrote a lyric on the boat because of his feelings, and I still remember it, so I wrote it to the girl to sing it. ”

Chang Baicao pursed his lips, and said in his heart, what does it mean to walk with Yuan Ding? You didn't know Yuan Ding at all, okay.

Luo Huaijun naturally couldn't ask for it, and after a while, Qian Yu gave the written words to Luo Huaijun, and Luo Huaijun's eyes flashed, and he couldn't stop chanting a few times, and said to Yuan Ding: "I didn't expect Yuan Gongzi to have such a delicate mind." ”

Yuan Ding was quite ashamed and said, "Miss Luo smiled. ”

Luo Huaijun smiled at Yuan Ding and sang the song "Sauvignon Blanc" with music: a trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, walking towards the side of the fishing pass, and a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night; The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of shattering the country sound is not true, and there is no sound in the old garden.

The Spring Poetry Invitation Party was not until the beginning of the lanterns, and everyone dispersed unhappily. Although everyone didn't dare to compose poems anymore because of Yuan Ding's poem, they drank and had fun together, commented on current affairs, and occasionally sang Luo Huaijun's repertoire, which also made the whole poem happy.

And Yuan Ding's reputation also spread with the people who dispersed in the poetry club.

The rotten Confucians in Jixia Academy were tempted to win over Yuan Ding in poetry, and Xie Jingqing even laughed and scolded after watching Yuan Ding's three masterpieces in Shuijing: "Muddy boy, don't put your mind on these clichés." ”