There was less anticipation on Piaoxue's face.

But he still politely said:

"So, I need that this girl has not heard of it."

"And, at least two."

The hanging heart was instantly put back into his stomach, and Jun Chao hugged his fists and said:

"That's how it should be."

Then he said sincerely: "I hope these two poems have not been heard by the Snow Girl." ”

The maid gestured to please and said:

"Jun Shaoxia, please."

Jun Chaoyi took a deep breath, held his head high, and said loudly: "This poem is called "The Title of the Golden List Invites Xie Qian". ”

The title of the poem was pronounced.

Wow~

The sound of chatter suddenly wafted across the deck.

"The name of this poem is really, it is enviable, I am waiting to go to Kyoto just to see the demeanor of the champion."

"Xie Qian? But Xie Qian of Yingchuan Academy Xie Daru? This poet has a good relationship with Xie Daru! ”

"I think it should be Xie Daru's disciple, speaking of which, there are four champions under Xie Daru, right?"

"This, this is the famous poem of the gold list in Kyoto today!!"

"Brother, do you know this poem? Come and read it. ”

"The name of this poem is really confident, and now that the palace exam has not started, you can write a poem to assert that you are in high school, either arrogant and conceited, or you have talent."

……

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Ye Qing touched his nose a little uncomfortably.

At this moment, he has a kind of embarrassment of watching others move the big guy out and pretend to be forced, but the big guy who moves out is his own embarrassment.

As a person in the rivers and lakes, it is needless to say that Piaoxue's ear power is naturally needless.

She keenly captured that among those people a zhang away, some people were marveling at this poem that had become famous in Yuyang, Kyoto.

Piaoxue couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Jun Shaoxia, please recite this poem, this girl has not heard it yet."

Jun Chaoyi, who was happy in his heart, immediately clenched his fist with one hand in front of his abdomen, and strode to the railing.

He looked at the rapids, the rough expanse of the canal.

Full of pride, he said loudly:

"In the past, it was not enough to boast, but now there is no end to debauchery!"

"The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Yuyang flowers in one day!"

The beautiful eyes of the snow instantly brightened.

Her soft voice said with excitement:

"The hardships and boredom before high school have all disappeared."

"After high school, the depression and sulkness disappeared, and the mind was relaxed."

"Spirited, the horses galloped in Yuyang City, and saw the flowers in the city."

"Good poetry, really good poetry!"

She couldn't help but clench her hands and said sincerely:

"From now on, there will be no one left and right in Dengkeshi!"

"This poem will indeed go down in history and become a famous aphorism for countless poor scholars."

"I wonder why this poem was written by a master?"

Jun Chao turned his head, and said with joy on his handsome face:

"I don't know what I heard before I left Kyoto, but I didn't hear who did it."

"Snow Girl, is this a song?"

Drifting Snow had a look of loss on her face, but she still nodded without hesitation:

"It's a song!"

After a pause, Piaoxue said bluntly:

"For this poem alone, the snow is no longer indispensable."

The eyes of the people around him suddenly brightened.

And Jun Chaoyi also smiled brightly.

However, he spoke:

"The girl strokes the piano for this poem, not a covenant between you and me."

"Sing the second quatrain below."

Piaoxue looked at Jun Chaoyi as if he was cheating, so he made a false appearance.

She smiled, making the water suddenly lose face.

She bowed gracefully to the monarch and said:

"Jun Shaoxia is high and bright, this girl admires."

Seeing that he had won the favor of Piaoxue, Jun Chaoyi smirked.

"Wan'er, take the piano!"

"Yes, girl!"

Piaoxue spoke, and the maid Wan'er immediately saluted and ran happily to the cabin.

At this time.

Jun Chaoyi also spoke:

"Not long ago, I heard a poem in Huaiyang City."

"It is a disciple of Xie Daru, Chen Yuming and Chen Governor, who has the reputation of Huaiyang Qingtian Prefect, and sang it by Chen Prefect."

"Oh?" Respect appeared in Piaoxue's eyes, Chen Yuming's good name is known to the world, this is a good official who is really doing things for the people.

And then.

Jun Chaoyi said again: "The title of this poem is similar to Fang Cai's poem "The Title of the Golden List Invites Xie Qian". ”

In the next moment, Jun Chaoyi said with a strange expression:

"But the title of the poem has the meaning of the prefect of the blue sky."

The curiosity in Piaoxue's heart is even more victorious.

And the scholars who boarded the ship from Huaiyang City immediately lit up.

One of them stepped forward and said:

"In Xia Huaiyang, scholar Su Li, I have met two."

"The poem that Jun Shaoxia said, I have already guessed what it is."

"Here's an explanation to the Drifting Snow Maiden."

"This poem, although the title of the poem has the meaning of slapping the horse."

"But in the poem, all the ups and downs of the official sea of the Chen Governor's Mansion are exhausted, and all the hardships that cannot be compared with others are expressed."

"It shows the arrogance of the prefect."

"Be a model of righteousness for God and officials."

After Su Li finished speaking.

Many Huaiyang scholars immediately echoed.

"What Brother Su said is true, this poem should be a model of official righteousness."

"Snow Maiden, don't ignore this poem for the sake of its title."

……

Piaoxue's eyes immediately focused on Su Li and the others.

Full of curiosity, he asked: "What is the name of the poem that asked you to justify it, which really makes Piaoxue curious." ”

Ye Qing, who was standing behind, touched his nose unnaturally again.

And Li Yu, who also knew this poem, also listened to Zhu Gaoli and Lord Zhu chanting that the prefect was lucky and got a good poem.

He knew who wrote it.

immediately looked at Ye Qing with reverence.

He looked ahead, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart, "Qing Xiaolangjun is so good, he should let everyone know that he is here." ”

As soon as this idea came out, it took root and grew wildly.

He couldn't help but take a step forward before he could open his mouth.

A large hand gagged him.

Ye Qing warned in a low voice:

"Li Yu, my good fish brother, don't fool me."

"Don't forget what we're doing on the boat, don't make any extraneous branches."

Li Yu, who knew the seriousness of the matter, sighed in disappointment and nodded.

Seeing this, Ye Qing let go of his hand.

And ahead.

Jun Chao said in a sonorous tone:

"Gift to the Prefect of Huaiyang Qingtian".

When I finally heard the name of the poem, I couldn't help but raise my sleeves to cover my mouth and smile.

I can understand why everyone reacts like this.

The title of this poem is indeed flattering.

"Thousands of hammers are chiseled out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns as if you are idle!"

"Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world!"

In an instant, the drifting snow was sung in the poem, unyielding, noble and awe-inspiring.

She said, "You're right! ”

"This poem is indeed like the Qingtian prefect spread in the rivers and lakes, which makes people awe-inspiring."

"I am enlightened, there is such a prefect of Qingtian, if I have such a poetic talent, I will definitely write this kind of high-spirited and bright poems, and take such a name of flattery and praise."

Equally.

She asked, "I don't know what a master this poem is." ”

"So that the Drifting Snow Girl knows that the author of this poem is Ye Qing! I'm Huaiyang City Qing Xiaolangjun! ”

"Yes, it was Qing Xiaolangjun who saved me from the whole city of Huaiyang!"

"I am a hero of Huaiyang, Ye Qing, the official of the Huaiyang Mansion Punishment Room, and Qing Xiaolangjun's swan song."

……