Chapter 7 Poetry to meet friends
"Could it be that she really wants to pick a talented person to comb the cage for herself?" or..."Li Yun's mind was spinning rapidly.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, because there were many more maids in the room, and they were carrying pen, ink, paper, and inkstones in their hands, and they were sending them to the various seats.
"Distinguished guests, because the idea of 'meeting friends with poetry' is the temporary idea of the slender girl, so this pavilion is urgently configuring pen and ink for you, Bobo suggests that you can take this opportunity to conceive poetry first, but don't let down the grace of the slender girl!"
The audience was a lot quieter, some meditated, some shook their heads, and some shook Erlang's legs.
"Li Gang, don't hang around there, look upset, you can't write any good poems. Chen Hu scoffed.
"Joke, you are really lonely, this son began to write poems at the age of six, and the poems have been widely circulated, and now who in the Chao Academy does not know the name of my Li Gang's poems? Hmph, it's you, I see you spend all day drinking, so brave and ruthless, but you have never heard of a poem, now it seems that you have no chance..."
"It's... Brother, I don't have this elegance, hehe, Brother Li, can you give me a poem to help me achieve the meeting with Miss Xian Xian, and I will definitely give you heavy compensation!"
"Dream! This son must be the best at the audience tonight and comb the cage for Miss Xian Xian. What's your compensation? This kind of thing is not something that money can buy. ”
Li Gang sneered triumphantly, and then he was splashed with ink.
"You, where are your eyes?!"
Syllable!
Li Gang slapped him in the face, and a waitress was beaten by him and fell in the direction of Chen Hu.
"Haha! You?!"
Chen Hu laughed heartily, suddenly his eyes widened, and he snorted softly in shock.
A small sword of fish intestines hidden under the tray trembled rapidly, reaching his throat in an instant!
"Bold!"
A figure on the deputy seat stood up, and a gust of wind shot out sharply, attacking the maid, but unfortunately it was a little out of reach.
The waitress had a strange red on her face, gritted her teeth, and sent her forward hard!
Seeing that her dream was about to come true, suddenly, a look of disbelief appeared on her face, the corners of her mouth hooked a miserable smile, and with a bang, her body was blown out by the wind that hit her in the distance, fell into a corner, and struggled to get up and escaped.
The audience was in an uproar.
The figure on the deputy position flashed, and when he came to Chen Hu, it was Chen Gangba, the head of the Chen family.
"Brother Chen, don't be surprised, it's okay. ”
Li Wei, who also appeared there at some point, had the tip of the small fish intestine sword on his finger, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his face.
Chen Gangba was relieved when he heard this, and said loudly: "Thank you Brother Li for saving Xiao'er!"
Turning his head to look at Chen Hu, he was already frightened and fainted, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, only to see that the skin on his throat was broken, but fortunately it did not go deeper, and the blood beads oozed out, staining a large piece of his clothes.
"It's so dangerous! If it weren't for Brother Li's quick move, I'm afraid Xiao'er..."
"Brother Chen is here to take care of the son, and the younger brother is going to chase the assassin. Li Wei said.
"So there is Brother Lao Li!"
Hearing the commotion in the Chao Pavilion, I didn't expect that someone sneaked into the pavilion and carried out the assassination in front of the public, and people gathered to see what was going on.
A figure hurried over, but it was Mommy.
I saw her struggling to separate the crowd of onlookers, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and shouted loudly: "Lord Mingjian, there are too many people here tonight, our small pavilion is understaffed, and the precautions are not thorough, and we were mixed in by that damn thief... Please don't blame the lord, we will definitely catch her and send her to you at your disposal!"
Mommy was so frightened that she trembled, and the six gods had no owner, calling for heaven and earth.
"Hmph, fortunately, thanks to the rescue of the fifth master of the Li family, Xiao'er was able to escape this catastrophe. Otherwise, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart if I kill you Tingchao Pavilion! Get up, don't miss the poetry meeting of the slender girl. ”
"It's... Thank you, my lord! Chen Gongzi will not die in a catastrophe, and there will be a blessing in the future, and we will definitely pray for him when we hear the Chao Pavilion!"
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After a short period of commotion, the audience gradually regained its calm after some rearrangement.
However, the assassination spread like a stimulant from here and soon fermented throughout the city.
Just when people were in a state of mind and couldn't put pen to paper, a clear sound fell from the sky!
A hole was cracked on the platform, a round platform slowly rose, and there was a figure standing on the round platform, like a slim red lotus, blooming on the boundless green lotus field.
The breeze blows, the fragrance is fragrant, making people feel like they are in a lotus pond, and it is extremely fresh.
A phoenix crown and a beautiful woman, the country is like a goddess descending to earth, high up, accepting everyone's admiration.
The pipa is half-covered, multiplying the bright color, just like the bright moon this night, which makes people reverie.
Holding the pipa in his hand, defending the sandalwood groove, playing a few times, and reflexively playing upside down, such as walking on thin ice, showing his legs like a hook, jade toes win the snow, the tips of the toes pluck the strings, the sound of the piano erupts thinly, the tone is frustrated, touching the heartstrings, and its skills are also amazing!
The soothing place is like a clear stream in the mountains, such as a storm when it is urgent, noisy and cut the wrong bullets, the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, the bottom of the warbler is slippery, and it is difficult to go down the drift ice in the quiet throat spring. The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while. Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time. The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns. At the end of the song, beware of drawing, the four strings sound like cracks.
At this time, the audience was quiet, only the bright moon shone on the red lotus!
This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can the world hear it?
Many people burst into tears involuntarily, and at this time there were only two words left in their hearts, "Slim".
A divine comedy shook the audience, Xian Xian slowly stepped off the stage, turned around and retreated into the arena, a silk curtain slowly hung down from the sky, covering her divine light, leaving only a faint delicate back, which made people reverie infinitely.
Slim!
Slim!
The farthest distance in the world is when I look at you, but there is a curtain in between!
People came to their senses, and what they thought in their hearts was nothing but Slim!
The conversation was a waste of time, and everyone was concentrating on meditation, and some of them had begun to write hard, incorporating all their longing for the slender into their poems.
The audience was quieter than participating in the national examination of the Tianlong Empire, except for the slight rustling sound, which was the sound of a brush walking on the silk silk.
Li Yun wanted to laugh when he saw this scene, especially Huang Yu next to him squinting his little eyes, searching his stomach and thinking about the poems, which made people laugh.
He stared at the slender back, and his mind darkened, "Hmph, I want to see what secrets are hidden under your delicate body." ”
After thinking about it, he picked up the brush, filled it with ink, and wrote on the snow-white silk silk, without any hindrance, in one go, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and said secretly: "This one should be enough to save you." ”
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"Haha, I'm done! Miss Xian Xian is none other than my little poet tonight. With a shout of joy, Li Gang was the first to shout.
"Dream on you, my little poet fairy Bai Li's reputation is not called for nothing. Someone on the other side shouted.
The two of you say a word to me, and if you don't agree with each other, you almost have to fight each other.
At this time, the cabinet was heavily guarded, and soon someone came to collect the rolls and persuaded the two of them to leave.
There were people in the audience who handed in the papers one after another, and the papers were quickly sent to the backyard for Xian Xian to review.
An hour later, everyone handed in the silk and began to wait anxiously for the result.
"Cai Yang, how do you feel?"
"Well, try your luck. I knew that I usually read more books, and today will definitely be out of play, that is, to join in the fun. What about Brother Lin Tian?"
"It's not the same as you, it seems that you want to kiss Fangze, it's difficult!"
Cai Yang nodded, and suddenly said, "However, who do you think is most likely this time?"
"I think Li Gang and Bai Li have a fight, one of these two people is known as the little poet saint, and the other is known as the little poet immortal. Lin Tian said.
"I think it's pretty much the same, I'm afraid Miss Xian Xian is also difficult to choose. ”
Everyone in the audience speculated that most people's opinions were actually converging because of the dispute between Li Gang and Bai Li.
When the two heard what everyone said, they were naturally triumphant, shaking the folding fan lightly, pretending to be reserved.
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In order to make up for the negative impact of the assassination just now, Tingchao Pavilion arranged a large number of free programs while everyone was waiting, so as not to make everyone anxious, which somewhat saved a lot of points.
And with so many people's poems, it will take a lot of time to read them, not to mention that it is understandable that they have to evaluate the strength and weakness of the high and low, and the time is longer.
Everyone thought that it would take at least two or three hours to wait, but only about an hour later, Bobo appeared, and everyone was in high spirits!
"Dear guests, I didn't expect it to be so soon, did I? 'Meeting Friends with Poetry' has already had results!"
There was a burst of cheers and screams from the audience.
"Say it quickly, is it me Bai Li?!"
"Joke! It must be me Li Gang!"
"I support Bai Li!"
"I support Li Gang!"
The audience shouted one after another, and immediately divided into two camps, supporting Bai Li and Li Gang respectively.
Bobo was stunned for a moment, looked at the two, and said sympathetically in a slightly magnetic voice: "The poems of the two sons are naturally also masterpieces, which are convincing!
"Huh?!"
The audience was stunned!
All eyes were focused on Li Yun, Li Yun showed an innocent expression on his face, spread his hands, and shrugged.
If the eyes can kill people, I am afraid that the eyes of Li Gang and Bai Li are like this at this moment.
Li Gang's face turned red, and he shouted angrily: "This is impossible! What good poem can such a young child write? Even if he is the son of the Yellow City Lord, it is absolutely impossible!"
"Yes! No way! There must be something greasy in this!" Bai Li's hair stood on end in anger, and he echoed in a loud voice.
The two of them found a common enemy, and for the first time, they had a feeling of hatred and hatred.
"I see, I heard that Chao Pavilion is playing tricks on us, you see, can this kid comb Miss Xian Xian's cage?" someone sneered.
"Yes, yes, that's how it should be, Miss Slim is fooling us. It's so hateful, I'm going to tear this Tingchao Pavilion down!" someone said viciously.
For a while, the crowd was furious, and the scene was a little out of control.
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