Gossip.

Bai Song wanted to follow the words and ask the name of this beautiful woman, but he didn't know if it was abrupt.

Before the words came out, the owner of the village left with a smile, leaving no extra words.

Xiaocui also seriously wants to explain, Haosheng will talk about what his uncle's wine tastes like.

Bai Song gently patted Xiao Nizi and motioned her to stop talking.

Xiao Cui pouted and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, I said that my uncle's wine is better, and I don't want to listen to it." ”

Bai Song didn't match, and there was a bitter smile in his heart.

He is the lord of a village, and now there are so many young noblemen waiting to be greeted, how can they waste time on a maid and a son-in-law?

Today's high-profile person is naturally Young Master Lin Xunlin.

Yesterday's poems are amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they shook the past and the present.

Now that the poems have not yet spread, he will spread all over the Tang Dynasty, and the fame of Lin Dagongzi will inevitably shock the world.

At that time, Lin Dagongzi was a celebrity who moved the world, and if he didn't hurry up now, he was afraid that he would not be able to climb high after a while.

In life, you can't escape a sentence of fame and fortune.

If you can get close to Prince Lin in front of you, you can also have some glory in the future.

Even the people who didn't deal with Lin Xun in the past are all hugging him today, and they are constantly saying good things.

When you enter the plum garden today, the first thing you do is to enjoy the plum blossoms.

Previously, Xiang'er entered the garden with the group, and then Lin Xun was surrounded by everyone, and he waited for a long time before entering.

"Brother Lin, today in this plum garden, the garden is full of cold plums, the strange scene is very, with Brother Lin's talent, it must be improvized. We are a rare opportunity, and we are all honored to be able to witness Brother Lin's masterpieces. ”

"Extremely, extremely, extremely! Brother Lin must compose poems, otherwise I won't be able to speak. ”

Lin Xun was still in high spirits a second ago, and when he heard that he was going to compose a poem, his face was flustered.

The surrounding sons didn't pay attention, and the beautiful women who came later also warmly invited: "Lin Gongzi, if I can write a poem in Meiyuanzhuang today, my Meiyuanzhuang will also be full of flowers." ”

Lin Xun sweated like rain, and explained: "This ...... This one...... Poetry should be felt together. If you don't feel it in your heart...... This...... You can't make a poem either. ”

"Hey, we understand this, don't be in a hurry, and go to this plum garden, look at the scenery in the garden, and naturally you can understand."

"Yes, yes, Brother Lin, let's go to the plum garden first."

"Eh, you guys...... Don't push me! ”

Lin Xun was pushed forward, but Lin Xun resisted the strength of everyone and tried his best to look back.

It can be regarded as seeing Bai Song and Xiaocui who are still stealing food, so he hurriedly said: "Everyone, I'm a little hungry later, wait for me to get some pastries." ”

As he spoke, Lin Xun squeezed away the crowd and walked to Bai Song, grinding and choosing pastries, but sweating profusely and throwing a plea at Bai Song for help: "Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law save me! ”

Bai Song raised his eyes: "How can I save you?" ”

"That'...... That "Three Hundred Tang Poems". ”

This Lin Xun also knew about the conversation between Bai Song and his father last night, and even knew that the poem was obtained by Bai Song from the fairy book in his dream.

Others don't believe in "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

He, Lin Xun, was convinced.

In addition to being derived from the dream of immortals, who can produce such a shocking work?

"Brother-in-law, they asked me to compose a poem, I really can't think of it......"

Lin Xun's tone was so sincere, it was like two people when he was in a-for-tat confrontation with Bai Song in the past, crying in his pleading, how arrogant he was before, how anxious he was in front of him.

Xiao Cui chuckled: "Uncle, don't tell him." Yesterday, my uncle obviously gave you an article, why did you omit that article and choose the poems that followed. ”

Lin Xun couldn't wait to bite this little girl, but he could only suppress the resentment in his heart, and explained: "Brother-in-law, I see that the article is written in a mediocre manner, and it is not as amazing as those poems. ”

Burst!

Bai Song choked, his old face flushed, and there was some annoyance in his eyes.

Yesterday, Bai Song handed over to Xiaocui not only poems, but also an article about wine.

Bai Song thought about not letting this kid cause too much of a sensation by borrowing the poems of later generations, so he used his own knowledge to piece together the ancient texts in his memory and wrote an article according to his own ideas.

According to Bai Song's thoughts, the article he wrote was enough to deter a group of sour scholars.

I didn't expect this big fart kid to look down on his own work, and he was actually ignored!

Bai Song's face was ugly, and Lin Xun didn't know why.

The boys in the back were impatient and urged loudly.

Lin Xun was even more anxious, grabbed Bai Song's arm, and didn't let go.

Bai Song looked funny, recalling that this kid had taken the initiative to let the horse when he went out of the city.

Just thinking that this kid knows current affairs, Bai Song didn't want to embarrass him too much, so he bowed down and pointed to a plum blossom in the corner of the plum garden.

"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. ”

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment, with excitement on his face, and before he could react, he was dragged away by the boys who came from behind.

This Lin Xun is a young man's heart, he doesn't hide things in his heart, after listening to Bai Song's poems, he was so excited that his face was red, and he desperately shook off the drag of everyone, and yelled: "Let go!" ”

Everyone looked at each other, looking at Lin Xun so abnormal, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I thought of it! I've got it! ”

"Brother Lin, what did you think of?"

"Poetry! Poem! I have it! ”

"There is a plum in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.

I don't know the snow from afar, but there is a dark fragrance. ”

This Lin Xun listened to Bai Song say it again, but he didn't hear the key points clearly, in just two crosses, he was wrong several times.

Fortunately, the poems are still preserved completely, but they also lack a little artistic conception.

But even so, as soon as this poem was spoken, all the people around were shocked beyond words.

After thinking about it a few times, the more I tasted it, the more I felt that there was a wonderful taste in the poem.

"Good! It's not snow from afar, it's a dark fragrance. Wonderful! ”

"Lin Gongzi is really a poet immortal, and it is another classic in a moment. After this "Plum Blossom", I don't dare to write poems anymore. ”

"With this poem alone, we are worth the trip."

"Lin Gongzi is talented!"

This time, the people around Lin Xun worked harder.

No one still remembers the name of Lin Gongzi, everything in the past has become romantic and eclectic.

is so talented, even if it's a fart, it's also fragrant.

"Someone, record Lin Gongzi's poems, and then find a craftsman to carve an inscription and stand at the gate of the manor."

The beautiful woman said solemnly, and then greeted her with a smile.

"Lin Gongzi's talent is rare in the world, and folk women have always admired talented people. This Meiyuanzhuang does not entertain guests on weekdays, but the women are willing to make an exception for Lin Gongzi, as long as Lin Gongzi is willing, the door of this Meiyuanzhuang can be opened for Lin Gongzi at any time. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all envious.

When the glamorous owner said this, didn't he intend to give Lin Gongzi a chance?

The beauty that countless people can't get back, I'm afraid that I will be given by Lin Gongzi today.

Lin Xun's side was full of praise.

Xiao Cui pouted while listening: "What, it's obviously my uncle's poem." Uncle, you can write a better one, so that they all know what a real genius is. ”

"It's just a name, what do you want to fight for? Besides, I'm borrowing from others, so it's inconvenient to take credit. If you can use Lin Xun's mouth to let these many shocking poems spread to the world, it will not bury these good poems. ”

"That's right! Let's not be vain. Xiao Cui nodded thoughtfully, "As long as my uncle and young lady can do well, it is more important than anything else." ”

Xiaocui didn't want to listen to those boys and buddies talk about meaty and flattering words, so she pulled up her uncle and trotted into the plum garden.

It is said that the plum blossom fragrance is light.

As soon as you enter the plum garden, you will be greeted by the fragrance of flowers.

The various plum trees that come into view are layered on top of each other, echoing each other.

The plum blossoms that tremble lightly in the cold wind are even more graceful, dotting the branches. Thick or light, gathered or scattered, like a piece of vitality sprinkled by the fairies in the sky, overflowing and growing in this endless world irregularly.

As the saying goes, plum blossoms have the wind of a gentleman, not afraid of the cold, proud of the snow and standing.

But the plum blossoms in this plum garden are of different colors, competing for each other, red, white, yellow, pink, and the posture is thousands, which makes people dizzy.

When the wind blows, the garden is full of scattered petals, with the unique fragrance of plum blossoms, which is refreshing and pleasant.

People in it are like stepping into a picture scroll, even the little grass pressed under the snow on the ground also has the artistic conception of poetry and painting.

I thought that visiting the garden and enjoying the scenery was mostly the vassal elegance of the literati and ink writers, but now that the Bai Song Dynasty has seen it, it is also a kind of fascinated enjoyment to be able to walk in the garden with such a view.

Bai Song looked a little stupid, stopped in front of the flower, and suddenly realized the poetry of the ancients.

Xiao Cui didn't seem to have been here, but when she saw the sea of flowers and trees in front of her, she excitedly rushed into the wind with petals, and happily held the petals on the ground and sprinkled them into the sky.

"Hah! That's a lot of flowers! Uncle, look, there are so many flowers! ”

"Wow! Wow......"

Xiao Nizi is the elf in this garden, aimlessly rejoicing in the garden, and the petal rain around her shows the girl's aura.

With the addition of Xiao Nizi, this slightly monotonous picture scroll is more vivid.

Of course, this garden full of plum blossoms also makes this little girl like flower buds look better.

Bai Song looked at it, a little hesitant in his heart, pinched his chin and savored it: "I don't know what kind of figure this Nizi will be when she grows up, and I don't know if she will be as presumptuous in the flowers as she is now." ”

"Oops!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation.

The cheerful little girl seemed to have bumped into someone and fell to the ground.

"Where's the dog minion!"

A shrill female voice came from behind a tree curtain.

Xiao Cui fell a little painfully, wrinkled her brows and struggled to get up from the ground, as if her knees were injured, she couldn't bear the strength, and almost fell again.

But Xiao Nizi was very stubborn, she stood up straight, and she didn't know who she was, so she quickly lowered her head.

"Right...... Sorry ......"

"Excuse me? Just say I'm sorry? Xiaolian, give me a palm! ”

Bai Song didn't see the person who spoke, but saw an unknown maid with cold eyebrows in front of Xiao Cui.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap made the little girl stumble and kneel on the ground again.