On the Nuanxi Yaji, in addition to the desks along the stream, there is also a wide main table in the open space surrounded by the curved water in the shape of "several".

On it, there are poems, words, paintings, pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

If you don't have the interest, you can also sit on the small table by the stream, laugh and talk with your female companions, and watch the elegant affairs of the talented and beautiful people at the main table.

At this time.

Liu Kongyi came back to her senses, and saw that a group of senior sisters and sisters were gathering together to appreciate and praise the mountaineering products she had just made, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and say angrily: "Don't look at it, you guys, say some strange things, how can I have you praise so much, isn't this embarrassing me, Du Gongzi is called powerful, this song "A Calyx Red" is a falling flower with me, you see his ......"

The women giggled and joked.

Liu Kongyi suddenly turned his head to the people on the Yaji, and said crisply: "There is one thing that has been bothering me in the past few days, and even the cultivation has been delayed for a few ......."

Everyone looked curious, listened attentively, wondering what was bothering this being.

Liu Kongyi sighed lightly, came to the stream with a wine glass, and stared at the clear flowing water.

"A few days ago, one day, I received a bunch of invitations to a party, but somehow, a little depressed, so I refused to go, at noon, a person in the building to drink a few glasses, listening to the music, unconsciously fell asleep, woke up, it was dusk, but although the drunkenness disappeared, the strange thoughts did not increase or decrease, or even more, so alone, in the twilight will temporarily go to the small garden outside to take a leisurely walk...... That night, alas, when I came back, I was moved and wrote a poem. ”

She turned her head and looked at everyone and smiled: "There are so many nagging, don't be surprised, what I want to say is this poem, I feel good after I finish writing, but after stopping the pen, there is no movement on the paper, these days I also often think, rhetorical sentences, but it still to no avail, how to say it, I feel that the sadness that I wrote it at that time was not expressed, I think this is also the reason why it can't be put into the product, I wrote, it ...... A word is missing. ”

Liu Kongyi saluted everyone and said softly: "Although I am stupid, I think I am studious, and there are many people in Yaji today, so I think about whether there can be a talented son, willing to bend down to teach, be my teacher of one word, change sentences and practice words, if it can be made into the product, Kongyi is willing to serve tea and pour wine for the son, and ...... There is also a good payback. ”

The scholars and scholars saw that this Liu Fairy, who was sought after in the past, now had a lovely posture of lowering his figure, where would they refuse this proposal, and they nodded in approval, and many men were gearing up.

Especially Du Yifu, who was one of them, had bright eyes, raised his chin slightly, and felt that the opportunity had come.

Seeing this, Liu Kongyi walked to the table and wrote down the words she had filled in.

Then, for the first time, several red carp girls took four special pieces of paper and a bowl of water according to the instructions, stepped forward, and copied Liu Kongyi's words on these four special papers.

Like Liu Kongyi, the behavior of taking out poems and letting people change them and be a teacher of one word is not uncommon in the Yaji Literary Conference.

Therefore, there is also a well-defined process.

The special paper taken by the red carp girls is white and unstained, and it looks ordinary, but it is indeed a strange ink washing paper.

If you want to remove the ink on it, you only need to drop a drop of water on the word, and the ink can be washed clean, and the washing place is still dry as before, and even emit an intoxicating floral fragrance.

This is also a common paper for poets to change sentences and practice words on the elegant collection.

Now Liu Kongyi's words are written on four sheets of ink paper, placed on the four sides of the main table in the center of the elegant collection, if there are men and women who want to try to change the words, they can come to the table to drop water and put down the pen, if they are not satisfied with the writing, they can also drip water to wash it again, let the people behind come, as for the original manuscript written by Liu Kongyi, it is placed in the middle of the table, as a reference.

The red carp girls stepped back when they were done.

All of a sudden, most of the people in the Yaji gathered around to watch the poem that had troubled Liu Kongyi for a long time.

Zhao Rong, who was a little farther away, raised his eyebrows after hearing Liu Kongyi's words, and suddenly got up.

He didn't have any idea of helping people change words, but wanted to use it to ease the embarrassment with Qingjun.

Zhao Rong patted his sleeve and whispered to the lady who turned his head and didn't speak: "Qingjun, let's go, let's take a look." ”

Zhao Lingfei's blush on her face had receded, and she nodded lightly when she heard the words.

Zhao Rong smiled and stretched out her hand, she bit her lip and gave him her bare hand.

Lu Zhu, who had been waiting by the stream and serving the guests, saw that the guests around her were gone, and she was already curious, so she jumped up and down with Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei.

The two walked to the table holding hands.

They looked in a gap where there were few people, and Liu Kongyi's words came into view.

Concubine Zhao Ling leaned on Zhao Rong and said curiously: "Heavenly Fairy......"

At this time, a small head poked out of the two of them, which was a green bead.

She opened her dark eyes wide, and whispered in a curious voice:

"The water tone listened to the wine a few times, and I woke up drunk in the afternoon and didn't wake up...... When will I send Chunchun back......? On the sand and on the pond, the clouds are scattered and the flowers are in the shadows...... Heavy curtains cover the lights, the wind is uncertain, people are quiet, and the sunset should be full of red tomorrow. ”

Green bead's eyes lit up, and he read it a few more times.

There were many people around, and Zhao Rong protected Zhao Lingfei in his arms.

The two clasped hands, Concubine Zhao Ling snuggled up to him while listening, she tasted the product, only understood a rough idea, and said softly: "It's good, Brother Rong'er, what do you think." ”

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled lightly, looked up at Zhao Rong, and found that he was staring at her without blinking, where was he listening attentively, and his mind was all on her......

Concubine Zhao Lingfang's heart trembled, she hurriedly lowered her head, was quiet for a moment, and twisted in Zhao Rong's arms, "Don't ...... Don't look at it. ”

The sound is small and small.

Zhao Rong smiled and looked up at the poem on the table, "Well, it's very good......"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but bow his head again, looked at the lady's side face again, and nodded: "It's beautiful." ”

Seeing that he was doing something wrong again.

Zhao Lingfei had a cold face, didn't speak, and didn't look at him, but in the sleeves below, where others couldn't see, the hands of the two were clasped tighter.

Zhao Rong felt her hand that she took the initiative to clasp, and then looked at the cold side face of the "duplicitous" lady, coughed lightly, looked away, and no longer embarrassed her.

He casually looked at the song "Heavenly Fairy" again.

In this poem, the emotion that the lyricist wants to inject is an inexplicable melancholy, which is easy to understand.

At that time, she felt tired, bored and lazy, and was not interested in singing and gatherings, and when she woke up, the willow fairy looked in the mirror in the evening, and when night fell, she walked alone in the small garden, wanting to use the night view to relieve her sorrows...... It was this melancholy mood that she wanted to write.

Poetry and words, and even thinking deeper, Zhao Rong also vaguely perceived Liu Kongyi's Taoist heart, from her words such as "evening mirror", "flowing scene", "spring go", "shade lamp" and other words, it can be seen that this willow fairy is sighing, what is he looking for, and what is he seeking......

He raised an eyebrow.

This poem is well constructed, and it can make the reader feel a little immersive, but this choice of words makes a sentence...... We have to scrutinize it again.

Zhao Rong's mind turned, and a few words appeared in his heart.

But.

He didn't have the slightest intention of stepping forward to change the words......