Liu Kongyi stood in front of the table, caressing the dragon carp, like touching a morning glow, and the jade hand was stained blood red by the hazy and dreamy halo.

She smiled and watched for a while at the men around her, especially the scholars of the academy, who were gathered at the main table, reading the "Heavenly Fairy".

or frowning, or looking up at the sky, or suddenly writing......

There are men who constantly drip water on the washing paper to change the characters, but so far no one has succeeded.

Liu Kongyi looked at it for a while, then looked away, a little interested, she had actually tried a lot of words before, but it was useless, and the words that these men had changed so far did not make Liu Kongyi feel new and surprised.

Liu Kongyi swept her eyes and looked at the scholars who had been paid attention to by her.

Du Yifu was pinching his chin, staring at the ink washing paper, frowning and thinking.

Li Jinshu stood with Ye Ruoxi, looking at the words on the table, while discussing something in a low voice with the beautiful woman next to him.

There are also some more outstanding scholars......

These men are the ones that Liu Kongyi thinks can succeed.

Suddenly, she thought of something, searched left and right, and then looked at Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Rong, who were behind the crowd in the corner of the main table, snuggling together.

At present, almost all the attention of the audience is on "Heavenly Fairy" and her, and no one pays attention to Zhao Lingfei and the others.

Liu Kongyi took a look at it, and when she saw Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei's eyebrows, she smiled lightly and stopped paying attention.

Liu Kongyi waved her sleeves, and a set of exquisite painted porcelain tea sets appeared on the table, she gently pinched a thin fetal flower and bird teacup, and flicked the porcelain with her fingertips, and there was a melodious echo, like a hollow valley.

Liu Kongyi waved his hand and refused the water of the warm stream handed by the red carp girl on the side, but took out a small bottle, which contained fresh morning dew, the first drop of dew from a certain spiritual flower she carefully cultivated every morning, a small bottle, collected for a whole half year.

Liu Kongyi began to make tea elegantly.

This operation has attracted the attention of many people.

Du Yifu retracted his gaze, his fiery eyes gradually calmed down, and returned to the paper, his eyes continued to stare at the sentence on the paper, "The clouds scatter and the moon comes and the flowers follow the shadow", as for the other poems, Du Yifu feels that there are indeed some small flaws, but they are not as big as this sentence.

He read through the whole poem, and after several times, the sense of language has twists and turns here, and with his experience of writing poems, this is where the real problem lies.

Du Yifu's eyes flashed.

On the sand and on the pond, the clouds scatter and the moon comes with the flowers.

The willow fairy fell asleep drunk at noon, and when she woke up, it was already dusk and evening, and the melancholy and depression that had been haunting her heart still did not dissipate at all, so she went to the small garden to take a walk and admire the moon, and borrowed the bright moon to relieve her worries.

The night gradually covered the earth, and the waterfowl were sleeping on the sandy shore by the pool, but the clouds were full of clear skies, and there was no moonlight, and she was about to turn back, but at this moment, an unexpected change of scenery appeared in front of her, the wind rose, and in an instant the clouds were blown away, and the moonlight was revealed, and the flowers were blown by the wind, and they were also free to sway in the moonlight......

This also injected temporary relief into Fairy Liu's lonely feelings.

These two sentences are the emotional turning point of the whole word, the climax, and the most outstanding place, but they are mediocre to read.

Du Yifu inhaled and pondered, his eyes gradually brightened......

On the other side of the main table, Li Jinshu suddenly said: "How about changing it like this?"

Seeing the eyes cast around, including the willow fairy.

He hesitated slightly, received the encouraging glances of Ye Ruoxi and the junior disciples, and walked forward, dipped a drop of water, and washed away the word "night" in the "evening mirror".

Li Jinshu wrote with anticipation and changed it to the word "Xiao".

But the words on the paper have not changed.

He sighed softly and shook his head.

However, Liu Kongyi said:

"Although it is not in the product, but the word Li Gongzi has changed very well, evening mirror, evening mirror, a 'night' word, in addition to hinting at time, there is also a sense of twilight in old age, it is indeed a little mismatched, if it is 'Xiaojing', then it is more appropriate for women, thank you Li Gongzi ......"

At this moment, Du Yifu suddenly spoke, "It's useless for Brother Li to worry about it in such an innocuous little place, it's just a blind eye, and he hasn't caught the crux of the problem, so I'll come, take a look." ”

After that, he walked to the table and directly reached out and took the pen in Li Jinshu's hand.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

The senior brother was a little embarrassed, but with his character, he was not annoyed, but showed curiosity, took a few steps back, and gave up his position to Du Yifu.

Du Yifu was full of energy, and smiled brightly at Liu Kongyi, who looked forward to it, and then he was taking clean water and washing away the word "scattered" in "Clouds and Scattered Moons and Flowers".

Du Yifu sold the guanzi slightly, looked around, and saw that everyone was looking forward to it, he smiled lightly, put down the pen confidently, and slowly added the word "broken" .......

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

At this time, the air on the Yaji was somewhat frozen.

Everyone's eyes were on the paper.

But...... Still nothing happened.

There is no intake.

Du Yifu's smile instantly stiffened, and he stared at the ink washing paper for a while, but the paper still didn't move, and there was no breeze that he was familiar with - this represented the convergence of the rich aura of heaven and earth.

This sentence "the clouds break through the moon and the flowers follow the shadow" still doesn't work.

There was some quiet all around.

Du Yifu felt a lot of strange eyes, his smile gradually converged, licked his lips, stared down at the changed verses expressionlessly, and muttered something repeatedly in his mouth.

"Here, it's supposed to be here, my intuition can't be wrong, but why not......!

Liu Kongyi coughed lightly and cleared the siege.

"Du Gongzi's broken words are wonderful, and the clouds break through the moon...... At that time, there was no moon, because the clouds were thick and dark. At the beginning of the wind, it was impossible to sweep away the haze at once, so it could only blow through part of the clouds, revealing a little night sky, and the clouds did not necessarily happen to be where the moon was, but after a while, the moon moved to the place where the clouds opened...... It's been a good cloud. ”

Liu Kongyi glanced at Du Yifu's embarrassed face, and then looked at the people around him, "As for ...... There is no product, presumably there are other places to change, or ...... Kong Yicai is a shallow learner, and this poem can't be entered at all......"

Subsequently, the main table slowly became lively again, and many people went up to change the words.

However, except for the word "spring" at noon, which caused some discussions, the words of other people have no brilliance.

Liu Kongyi saw that there were so many outstanding men from the academy and the Taiqing Mansion in the Yaji, but none of them could change the poems and make her one-word poems. sighed in his heart, but he still smiled on his face: "In this way, it should be that this poem is congenitally insufficient, and it can't turn decay into magic, sorry, everyone, it's me who is in the picture." ”

Du Yifu's face was still a little stiff, and he nodded hurriedly when he heard this.

Everyone also agreed, but said that unless the Confucian poets and immortals came, they would not be able to return to the sky.

So, this elegant thing of finding a teacher of words was also stopped.

In the corner of Yaji, Zhao Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Kongyi, only to see that she was frowning and cleaning up the tea set.

The cup of tea that was supposed to be served to the master of the word was already cold, but no man could drink it.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei on the side suddenly said softly: "Won't you try it?"

Hearing this title at this time, Zhao Rong's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze from Liu Kongyi, and shook his head vigorously, "Don't go, don't go." ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei glanced at him, "It doesn't matter if you try it, the pen and paper are still on the table and confiscated, the husband goes to write a few words, and no one else pays attention to it now, what if it happens......?"

Zhao Rong interrupted righteously: "I'm just afraid that I won't go, in case I get into the product, what if that willow fairy pesters me, I only have a lady in my heart, why do I recruit her to provoke her!"

Concubine Zhao Lingfei looked at Zhao Rong's serious expression seriously and nodded with satisfaction.