Two great talents, Zhuang Shaocheng and Shang Shiheng, were composing their own poems when they suddenly saw Chai Yonghui's expression. They felt that it was so gorgeous and charming that they couldn't help but feel lost. When he came back to his senses, he thought that he had been intoxicated for a man just now, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He didn't dare to look at Chai Yonghui anymore. I couldn't help but feel strange in my heart: 'Obviously he is a man, but why is he more delicate and charming than a woman? 'The amorous feelings I had just glimpsed came to my mind again, and I couldn't help but feel excited.
The talented people chanted poems about the moon one after another, either the famous lines written by their predecessors, or the poems they had racked their brains to write. The famous lines of the predecessors were naturally beautiful in words and artistic conception, but the poems written by the talented people themselves were uneven. Qi, both beauty and ugliness. The scene burst into laughter from time to time, because some talents were really limited in their knowledge and their limericks were very funny. At this time, all the talents would make a fuss and force them to drink.
Sun Tongfang stood up, and the originally noisy scene gradually became quiet. Everyone's eyes fell on him, and everyone felt that the time for the real competition had come.
Sun Tongfang looked at Zhao Xiangxiang, and then at Luo Yanran, who was wearing a gauze veil and had a hazy and fairylike temperament. An impulse arose in her heart, and she bowed and said: "Xiao Ke just filled out a poem, and I also invited the two ladies. Appreciate it!" Li Qingzhao smiled and said: "Master Sun's masterpiece must be extraordinary!"
Sun Tongfang smiled slightly, looking confident and confident. After a pause, he chanted in a loud voice: "After the dream, the tower was high and locked, and the curtains were drooped when I was sober. Last year, when the spring regret came, the fallen flower man was independent, and the little swift swallows flew together. I remember when Xiao Pin first met, Luo Yi had the word double heart. The strings of the pipa were said to be about lovesickness, and the bright moon was there at that time, shining on the colorful clouds."
Zhao Xiangxiang's eyes showed surprise, and then showed an expression of admiration; someone among the talented people praised loudly: "Master Sun's actions are extraordinary, this poem is probably comparable to that of famous people in the Tang and Song Dynasties!" Several talented people praised one after another: They nodded in agreement, chanted in low voices, and looked filled with emotion. However, more talented people had jealous looks on their faces, which according to current terms, was envy, jealousy, and hatred. Sun Tongfang couldn't help but feel very proud when she saw that her move shocked the whole audience. When she was looking proud, she couldn't help but look at Zhao Xiangxiang and Luo Yanran. Of course Zhao Xiangxiang was sighing, and although Luo Yanran couldn't see her face, she must have been very moved.
"Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Shang, you two are more talented and famous than Mr. Sun. You must have more masterpieces, right?" Someone said loudly, and many people agreed. The mood of all the talents at this time was just to suppress Sun Tongfang's limelight quickly, but they could not care about others being in the limelight. Furthermore, Zhuang Shaocheng and Shang Shiheng were both world-famous talents, and their limelight came from a certain extent. It's a matter of course, and I can accept it, but Sun Tongfang's reputation is average and not much different from mine. If he were to be in the limelight, it would be extremely depressing. People share this sentiment and hope that Zhuang Shaocheng and Shang Shiheng will be able to overwhelm Sun Tongfang with their fine sentences. Zhao Xiangxiang and Luo Yanran also looked at the two of them with great anticipation, looking forward to their performance. Sun Tongfang stared at the two of them, looking a little nervous. The most relaxed and comfortable people at the scene were probably Yang Peng and Chai Yonghui. Who won and who lost was completely meaningless to them. They drank wine and chatted quietly, completely treating these many talented people as nothing.
Zhuang Shaocheng looked at Shang Shiheng and said with a smile: "Master Shang is famous for his talents. I respectfully listen to your masterpieces."
Shang Shiheng thought to himself: "Humph, I want to wait for the work and strike later!" That's up to you. Even if you think hard about my masterpiece, you probably won't be able to surpass it. 'After thinking about this, he smiled and said: "Since Mr. Zhuang is humble, I can't be more respectful than obeying my orders!" Yuluo stood up and saw everyone's eyes falling on him. He felt very good and put one hand behind his back. He raised his head and looked at the bright moon, which looked a bit like Li Taibai of the Tang Dynasty. He pondered for a moment, and then chanted loudly: "The lonely moon is full when the building is full, and the cold river is moving in the night. The gold is uncertain, and the table is still there. The beauty is more than Yiyi. The mountains are still and quiet, and there are few rows hanging high. The pines and osmanthus in my hometown are blooming, and the beauty is clear for thousands of miles."
The scene was silent, and everyone was lowering their heads to recite the artistic conception of this poem. I just felt that in terms of the rhythm of the words, this poem was very similar to Sun Tongfang's poem. The two had different charms, but they were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums. He is good at winning, but this poem by Shang Shiheng far surpasses Sun Tongfang in terms of artistic conception, and is not inferior at all even to those famous writers of the Tang Dynasty! Immediately many people began to praise, and some even said: "Even if this masterpiece by Master Shang was placed in the Tang Dynasty, it would be comparable to the famous works of Li Taibai and others through the ages!" Sun Tongfang, who had been in the limelight just now, looked pale and his eyes were pale. He can't stop showing hatred, but his skills are inferior to others, so there is nothing he can do but feel resentful.
Shang Shiheng felt proud, but the praises of the talented people were not what he valued most. His eyes fell on Luo Yanran, and he clasped his fists and asked, "I wonder if Miss Luo thinks whispering this poem can be pleasing to the eye?" There was pride in his tone. , but there is also a hint of nervousness.
Luo Yanran did not answer Shang Shiheng's question immediately, but asked Zhao Xiangxiang: "Sister, what do you think of Mr. Shang's five unique skills?" Zhao Xiangxiang looked at Shang Shiheng and said, "Sister Shang's five unique skills. The artistic conception of the high-rise building is far-reaching, and it has transcended the personal relationship between children and deeply cherishes the feelings of family and country, which is very rare."
Luo Yanran nodded and said: "What my sister said is absolutely true, and my little sister thinks so too. The poems that Mr. Sun just wrote are extraordinary, beautiful and pathos. They are already rare masterpieces. However, the best among the best has its own best, Sun. Compared with Mr. Shang's five unique poems, Mr. Shang's poems are three points inferior." Shang Shiheng felt proud, clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you so much, Miss Yanran, for your compliments!" Luo Yanran said calmly: "Why do you need to thank me, Mr. Shang? I It's not that I'm partial to Young Master Shang, it's just that Young Master Shang is indeed very good in this article!" When all the talents heard Luo Yanran praising Shang Shiheng, they couldn't help but feel sour in their hearts. Now when they heard Luo Yanran say this in a calm tone, they just felt Luo Yanran didn't look at Shang Shiheng in a different light, and her evaluation of the poems was just based on facts, so she couldn't help but feel happy, but Shang Shiheng was naturally depressed.
Zhuang Shaocheng said with a smile: "Young Master Shang's moves are extraordinary. I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to surpass Mr. Shang. But now that the tea order is here, I have to show my shame!" Everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.
Zhuang Shaocheng stood up, glanced at Luo Yanran, with deep affection in his eyes, and chanted: "Visitors come from the south of the Yangtze River, and when they come, the moon is waxing. During the leisurely journey, I saw the clear light circle three times. The dawn followed the waning moon, and the evening followed the new moon. Stay. Who says the moon is ruthless, chasing each other thousands of miles away. In the morning, we go to the Weishui Bridge, and in the evening, we enter Chang'an Road. I don't know whose house guest the moon is tonight." As soon as Zhuang Shaocheng chanted, someone immediately cheered. Zhao Xiangxiang said with admiration: "Master Zhuang's five unique songs are so different from Master Shang's five unique ones!" Luo Yanran also said: "It's like two peaks confronting each other. It's really hard to distinguish between them. The two of them really deserve to be the masters." The most famous talent in the world today!"
Zhuang Shaocheng smiled and bowed and said, "Thank you, Miss!" and then sat back in his seat.
Someone among the talents said loudly: "Although the two gentlemen are very talented, I'm afraid they are far inferior to the two ladies! I wonder if we are lucky enough to be able to listen to the two ladies' masterpieces?" All the talents were shocked. Their eyes lit up and they all started cheering excitedly. Someone shouted: "We need to re-set rewards and punishments! If the two young ladies win, the two young masters will have to give themselves a bowl of tea. If the two young gentlemen win by luck, Miss Li will give herself a bowl of tea, Yanran Miss, please take off your face and show your true face!" Everyone was very excited when they heard these words, and they all cheered and cheered. Li Qingzhao's self-imposed tea was nothing, but Luo Yanran's moonlike appearance in the clouds, everyone had been longing for it for a long time. Understand.
Shang Shiheng and Zhuang Shaocheng were naturally eager to see Luo Yanran's moonlight appearance. At the same time, they were also very happy that everyone compared them with Miss Yanran and Miss Zhao. They immediately looked at Luo Yanran and Zhao Xiangxiang without saying anything. . Zhao Xiangxiang looked at Luo Yanran and said with a smile: "Sister, sister is nothing, I just know you..." Luo Yanran smiled indifferently and said: "Since sister is nothing, of course being a sister is nothing either." Then she turned to look at the talented people. , said: "The reason why the little girl wears a gauze veil is not to be mysterious, but because she is weak and is used to resist the wind and cold. If you want to bet on the little girl's true appearance, it doesn't matter. If the little girl and The poems and poems written by my sister are indeed not as good as those of the two young masters, so I should take off my veil."
Everyone couldn't help but be excited when they heard Luo Yanran agreed.
Luo Yanran looked at Zhao Xiangxiang and said with a smile: "Sister, who among us will come first?" Zhao Xiangxiang said with a smile: "Let my sister do the talking." Yuluo then stood up, took small steps, and walked to the pavilion. Facing the rippling moonlight in the water, he softly chanted: "At night, I am too drunk to remove my makeup, and the calyx of the plum tree is inserted into the broken branches. When I wake up, I break my spring sleep, and my dream is broken. People are quiet, the moon is still hanging, and the green curtain is hanging. I will move the remaining pistils. , the more lingering fragrance you have, the more time you will have."
Everyone showed a look of obsession, as if they had seen an infatuated woman who had given her true love, feeling self-pity under the moonlit night. It was really heart-breaking and moving. Sun Tongfang couldn't help but said: "Miss Zhao's poem is so touching and moving! Even if it can't surpass Master Shang's and Master Zhuang's five skills, it is still not inferior!" All the talents nodded one after another, and then looked at Luo Yanran together. Look now. It's hers. If her work can be as good as Zhao Xiangxiang's, then she can at least make a draw, otherwise she will lose, because this competition is between two talented men and two talented women, and the winning or losing of any one of them will matter. to the overall win or loss.
At this time, a gust of breeze blew and stirred up Luo Yanran's face. In an instant, everyone got a startled look. Although they could only see the tip of the iceberg, they couldn't help but be amazed by it.
While everyone was in a trance, they only heard Luo Yanran's soft and melodious voice: "The embroidered hibiscus smiled and leaned against the precious duck to kiss her fragrant cheeks, and her eyes moved and people guessed. One side is charming and charming, half the paper is delicate Hate is conveyed in my heart, and the moon moves away and the shadow of the flowers promises to come back again." Everyone felt their hearts fluttering, and then they couldn't help but feel jealous. Luo Yanran's poem clearly expressed the feelings of her first love. Who on earth could make this woman of both sex and art... The absolutely enchanting and charming person moved me. At this thought, everyone's eyes were scanning each other, and finally fixed on Zhuang Shaocheng and Shang Shiheng, with extremely jealous expressions in their eyes. Zhuang Shaocheng and Shang Shiheng were excited in every cell. They puffed up their chests and looked at Luo Yanran, just like male peacocks displaying their beautiful feathers in front of the female peacock.
As for Luo Yanran herself, she was extremely shy and secretly regretted it. She just couldn't help but recite such a poem because of something she felt in her heart. She didn't even know how she could compose such a poem. Now she saw everyone looking at her with burning eyes. Looking at myself, I was really ashamed, but fortunately there was a veil to cover my shame. He accidentally saw Zhao Xiangxiang looking at him, half-smiling but not smiling, and even more shy.
Zhao Xiangxiang looked away, smiled and asked Zhuang Shaocheng and Shang Shiheng, "Two young masters, how do you like this poem about sister Yanran?" Luo Yanran's poem can be said to be touching and touching, but it is slightly lacking in expression. It is not subtle. Judging from the aesthetics of people of this era, it is not as good as the previous three poems. However, both Zhuang Shaocheng and Shang Shiheng were wholeheartedly trying to please Luo Yanran, so how could they say that her poems were inferior? Therefore, as soon as the two of them heard Zhao Xiangxiang's question, they nodded hurriedly and said: "What a poem! What a poem!" They stared at Luo Yanran with burning eyes. They must have regarded themselves as the person implicit in Luo Yanran's poem. People.
Zhao Xiangxiang naturally knew that the two of them intended to flatter Luo Yanran, but she did not expose it and said with a smile: "Since the poems written by the young lady and sister Yanran are as good as those of the two young masters, then this competition is a draw. Since there is no Win or lose, there will naturally be no rewards or punishments.”
Shang Shiheng and Zhuang Shaocheng reacted and couldn't help but feel a little depressed. They thought to themselves: "If this happens, wouldn't it mean that we won't be able to see Miss Yanran's beautiful face in the clouds?" 'However, although I was a little regretful, I didn't dare to offend Luo Yanran at all, and said hurriedly: "The two ladies are amazingly talented, and we are willing to be inferior! We are really lucky to be able to listen to the two ladies' masterpieces today!" Other talents They also all agreed. Although these people knew that they would probably have little chance in front of Shang Shiheng and Zhuang Shaocheng, they still had the hope of expressing themselves in their hearts. They were all thinking: Who can say for sure about feelings? Although my appearance and talents are slightly inferior to those of the two dealers, no one can guarantee that Miss Yanran will not fall in love with me at first sight!
Luo Yanran turned to look at Yang Peng, who had been silent just now, and said: "I heard that although King Yan was a warrior on the battlefield, he was also a talented man with many talents. Many of his poems were widely circulated and well-known. As a general, The subordinates of King Yan must have learned some skills from King Yan, and they asked the general for advice!" Yang Peng muttered to himself: "You know that I am not a scholar, but you still come to ask me for advice. Could it be that you want me to make a fool of myself? Just as he was about to speak, Chai Yonghui on the side said: "I'm here." Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Chai Yonghui's face. They all looked weird, thinking: "Why is this man so handsome? Miss Zhao is also a rare beauty, but compared with her, she is much inferior. I am afraid that there are not many women in the world who can be more beautiful than him. Hey, I feel pity for a man who looks like this. , it’s really a waste! '
Several talented people who had had a relationship with Chai Yonghui had expressions of surprise and uncertainty on their faces. They had naturally recognized Chai Yonghui at this time. Since she was Chai Yonghui, then the man whom he fell in love with was probably... That's the one! Several people felt a little scared when they thought of this, and then they made up their minds to stop talking. Didn't the saint say that trouble comes from the mouth? If they didn't speak, they would definitely not get into trouble.
Chai Yonghui looked at Yang Peng with gentle and affectionate eyes. His affectionate eyes were enviable. But when he thought that he was a man, the envious emotion disappeared and a shiver ran through his body. I don't know if Yang Peng couldn't help it, or if he was determined to stimulate the people present, he actually reached out his hand to hold the back of Chai Yonghui's hand and looked back affectionately. Everyone was greatly shocked. Although it was still autumn weather, everyone felt as if it was snowing in the middle of winter and covered with ice. These two people were too bold. They actually played this game of Longyang in front of everyone. addiction! However, some people were envious of Yang Peng and said to themselves: "Such a beautiful man is much better than a woman!" 'Thinking about this, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.
Chai Yonghui smiled brightly, then frowned slightly, feeling worried. When everyone saw this scene, their hearts swayed, and at that moment they almost thought she was a peerless beauty. Just listen to Chai Yonghui's soft voice: "Brother, just now, I wrote a poem for you." After a pause, he softly chanted: "The fragrance of red lotus root is lingering in the jade mat in autumn. Take off your clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone." . Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower. The flowers drifted and the water flowed by itself. A kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow, there is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lowered my brows, but it came to my heart. "
Everyone showed surprise. Except for Zhao Xiangxiang, no one expected that this sissy who had never heard of it could actually write such good words. Even compared with the two great talents and the two great talented women, it was not at all. Not inferior, and the love in it is even more unforgettable and touching than the other four! It's just that he, a man, wrote such a sentimental poem about men. It's true, it's true...
Yang Peng held Chai Yonghui's slender hand and said apologetically: "Brother has nothing to do, the world is not peaceful yet, so eldest brother must fight in all directions!" Chai Yonghui saw that he couldn't help but express the full affection that had been hidden in his heart for a long time in front of everyone. , couldn't help but feel infinite shame. At this time, after hearing Yang Peng's apologetic words, he couldn't help but said softly: "I don't blame the eldest brother. The eldest brother is a great hero. Naturally, he should dominate the world! I just feel a little lovesick." Yang Peng Sighed.
Luo Yanran suddenly said: "This young master is really talented and knowledgeable. I was so blind just now!" Chai Yonghui glanced at her, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "This kind of talent is of no use. It can neither feed or clothe people, nor can it help people to live happily." Resisting foreign enemies is nothing more than entertainment after dinner. In fact, it is not much different from a singer and a dancer!"
Everyone present is a conceited person of talent and knowledge. They are usually proud of this and look down on others. When they heard Chai Yonghui's words, they were naturally very unhappy. However, Chai Yonghui just showed his extraordinary talent. Everyone I wanted to accuse him but couldn't.
Luo Yanran looked at Yang Peng and said to herself: "You are his, so naturally you will follow his lead in everything!" ’ Then he said: “Master Chai has hidden everything, we finally saw it, and the little girl admires him very much!” Then he said to Yang Peng: “But the general has not completed the tea order yet!” Everyone’s eyes fell on Yang Peng, Some people gloated about the misfortune and sneered in their hearts: This person despises us scholars. He must have no real talent and learning. Let’s see how he makes a fool of himself later.
Seeing that everyone was eagerly waiting for him to make a fool of himself, Yang Peng laughed and said: "I'm not very good at poetry or anything like that...." As soon as he said this, all the talents showed that they were indeed like this, and their expressions became even more contemptuous. Zhuang Shaocheng mocked He said as if: "If the general really can't do it, it would be good to write a limerick." All the talents laughed.
Yang Peng said with a smile: "Isn't it that you are writing poems and rhymes right now to express your love for Miss Luo Yanran? But you are all secretive, which is really not a man's style! I will teach you today!" Everyone first heard Yang Peng reveal what they were thinking, and couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. Then they heard Yang Peng say that he wanted to teach them, and couldn't help being very angry. They all thought to themselves: Who are you? How dare you make such big statements? !
Sun Tongfang sneered and said: "It seems that the general is hiding his secrets well. I want to see him later!" All the talented people booed with mocking expressions, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
Yang Peng didn't care and asked Zhao Xiangxiang: "Sister Xiangxiang, do you have a flute here?" Zhao Xiangxiang knew that Yang Peng was going to show off his skills, and was very excited. He quickly said: "Yes, yes!" Then he said to the maid next to him. Ju'er gave the order once, and the latter quickly agreed and hurried down.
After a while, Ju'er came back with a crystal clear jade flute. When Zhao Xiangxiang saw that what Ju'er brought was actually the jade flute she usually used, her face turned red, but she didn't make a sound.
Ju'er ran to Yang Peng, held up the jade flute with both hands, and said respectfully: "Brother." Yang Peng took the jade flute and said to Ju'er, "Thank you." Ju'er smiled brightly, and then ran shyly Arriving behind the lady.
Yang Peng sat on the stone bench and put the jade flute to his mouth. Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiangxiang couldn't help but feel excited. Yang Peng tried the sound quality of the jade flute and nodded. He raised his head and looked at Chai Yonghui, and said with a smile: "This song is given to you by my eldest brother." Chai Yonghui's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional and a little expectant.
Yang Peng started to play skillfully, and the melodious music immediately spread out. All the talented people who were waiting to see Yang Peng make a fool of themselves couldn't help but express their shock. This piece of music was unheard of. It was completely different from ordinary flute music, but it was extremely melodious and moving. , people's emotions can't help but ripple with the music. Luo Yanran exclaimed, obviously very surprised by Yang Peng's performance. In fact, the music played by Yang Peng is not unusual in modern society. It is the classic love song, "The Trouble Caused by the Moon". Since it is based on the moon, it is the trouble caused by the moon.
What happened after all, let’s see what happens next.
