After the Queen Mother took her seat, the birthday banquet officially began.
"I wish the Queen Mother and all the world good luck!"
The officials bowed and bowed again, and the venue was once again filled with loud voices. The Queen Mother, who was sitting on the main seat, was smiling broadly, and the officials took their seats one after another.
I saw hundreds of children sitting in front of the high platform again, and I was even more happy this time. I even called several nobles and their children to come up and inquire.
These children had already received numerous warnings from their parents, and when they bowed and blessed them, they pretended to be little adults, which even made the Queen Mother grin from ear to ear. Li Ao's face was also full of a stretched smile, and he was rewarded with a gift. Fan.
Then Li Ao raised his glass, looked at the field, and said loudly.
"My dearest ladies, my mother is very pleased. I would like to offer you a drink!"
After saying that, everyone stood up and raised their glasses, and this time they drank all the wine in one gulp, and the atmosphere in the venue became a bit more lively.
There were already actors and actresses in the hall, but after a burst of music, a theatrical troupe came on stage. The Queen Mother ordered a play and listened with everyone.
Everyone in the venue also drank and mingled with each other, getting better and better.
It was the first time that Song Mu saw this troupe performing in the palace, and when he listened carefully to the music performed there, he raised his eyebrows.
The song performed above turned out to be a story adapted from her "Hundred Demons". The queen mother listened with great interest and even exchanged a few words with the princess next to her.
After a long time like this, the troupe went down to rest.
As expected, the official from the Ministry of Rites came out first. This time he bowed to His Majesty and said in a deep voice that this scene must be the Queen Mother's and he must write poems and essays for the eternity of the Wen Dynasty.
Naturally, Li Ao asked the Queen Mother for instructions, and the Queen Mother nodded happily. During this scene, officials immediately stood up and stepped forward to write.
Even though there was only a slight surge of talent, everyone applauded and the people around him were eager to try.
So many officials began to offer poems one after another.
Many people came prepared, and their poetry talent this time was even greater. However, no matter how beautiful the poetry was, it was rare to receive such amazing talent.
Song Mu held down the poem in his mind and did not dare to overdo it at the moment.
At the same time, the Queen Mother recruited Li Ao, and then told everyone that there is no need to be too restrained today, and all the officials should have fun. You can write poems in the fun, as long as it is lively.
As a result, Li Ao relaxed a little and took advantage of the opera troupe to go down and ordered a group of women in gorgeous clothes to play the piano and play music in the palace.
Song Mu immediately looked at the elegant masked figure above, but he also recognized him.
Du Xianyin and the people around her must be from Yuyinfang.
But at this moment, the other party was ordered to play a piece of music, and when Song Mu heard it, it turned out to be the lyrics he had written.
The melodious voice spread, and the people around him were amazed for a while.
"The sound of this tune is quite beautiful. I think that woman is a Jinshi?"
"Perhaps you don't know, but that is the chief shopkeeper of Yuyinfang, who is called the Yin Fairy in Chang'an."
"But she seems to be a descendant of Du Mu's poetry sect."
"I see, it's no wonder he has such a level of cultivation. Speaking of his ancestors, if he saw him behave like this, wouldn't it be..."
"My lord, I'm a little surprised by what you said. It's very difficult for this world's poetry sect to continue to exist. At least this is the same lineage, isn't it?"
Several officials were talking, and when the song ended, Du Xianyin raised her hands toward the stage and said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, today I wish to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday. It would be very fitting to have such a rich and colorful poem written on this occasion."
Li Ao became interested immediately after hearing this. He glanced at the field and then spoke.
"Is there any dear friend who would like to contribute a poem?"
All the officials looked at each other, but they were also slightly thoughtful at this moment.
And there was someone who came forward immediately. Song Mu looked at it and found that most of them were young talents, either from the royal family or from those poetic sects.
Those handsome young men were all looking at the veiled Du Xianyin, and they didn't want to miss this scene.
So someone stepped forward and quickly wrote a poem.
The lyrics of a royal child were the first to surge with talent. At this moment, they were presented to him. Du Xianyin swept the words slightly, and the soft music immediately spread.
The people in the audience were in a state of intoxication, not knowing whether they were intoxicated by the music or the phantom of Du Xianyin.
Then there was another poem written by a disciple of the Poetry Sect. Many young talents took action one after another, and each poem was completed in an instant, which was another lively scene.
But Du Xianyin gently played a few talented poems, and this time he suddenly pressed the strings and spoke.
"Your Majesty, the little girl can also use music to lead her to a state of transformation. If the poems are gorgeous enough, the little girl can even play a splendid scene in the world."
"It's like being there, the words are floating in front of you."
Du Xianyin said that you can use music to create gorgeous scenery, as if you are immersed in the scene. When Li Ao heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
"Oh? Can there really be such a mysterious change?"
Seeing Du Xianyin nodding slightly, Li Ao looked towards the field.
Everyone hesitated, and no one moved out for a while. However, Li Ao swept through everyone. When he saw Song Mu sitting at the outermost part of the hall, he immediately beamed with joy.
"Song Aiqing, how about you come?"
Li Ao's words caused a sudden silence in the venue. At this moment, everyone's eyes looked behind, and then suddenly looked at the outermost part.
Song Mu was holding a piece of snack and tasting it carefully when he suddenly noticed something was wrong around him. He quickly stood up and bowed his hands.
"Haha, Song Aiqing, I almost forgot about you. Come forward quickly."
"Today I don't want you to write a birthday poem, but instead write a splendid poem for the Queen Mother. How about that?"
Li Ao said with a smile, and everyone looked at Song Mu. At this moment, they made way for a passage, and Song Mu also hurriedly stepped forward.
"I will obey the Holy Instructions."
Song Mu said this, and looked up slightly at this moment. When he saw Du Xianyin looking sideways at him, he just took a long and relieved breath, then looked around, and said in a deep voice.
"The humble minister has the courage to write a poem to congratulate the Queen Mother on her birthday."
Song Mu said in a deep voice. Even the Queen Mother who was chatting with the princess also looked over. Li Moer and Li Dong on the stage also looked over. They were all a little curious.
Li Dong was even more excited and said softly next to Li Mo'er.
"My father suddenly ordered me to write lyrics, and the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty was so confident. Sure enough, there is no poetry in this world that can stump the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty."
Under the gaze of everyone, Song Mu looked at the paper in front of him that was illuminated by the golden light, and then looked up at Du Xianyin's beautiful figure. At this moment, he lightly dipped his jade pen in ink.
"The green curtain is deep in the courtyard, the dew is red in the evening, and the idle flowers are spontaneous. The spring continues, the pavilions are interesting, and the green shade is dense. The purple swallow chicks fly behind the curtain, and the forehead is quiet, and the golden scale shadow turns to the pond. The heart is wide. There is the fragrance of flowers and the color of bamboo, giving a leisurely mood, for chanting Pen."
"I am asking about words and commenting on the wind and the moon. It is time to drink wine and mix ice and snow. It is like the night in early autumn, and the light coolness depresses the grass. The human environment does not teach cars and horses to approach, and the drunken country does not play music and songs to rest. A beautiful pair is formed, a purple cloud returns, and the red lotus fold."
In just a moment, Song Mu's pen moved quickly, and a poem "The River is Red·The Green Curtain Deep in the Courtyard" appeared.
The words mixed with gold powder flashed on the paper, as if they were really about to fall off the paper.
After Song Mu wrote, talents slowly gathered on it, and a ceremony officer next to him stepped forward and read the sentences above softly.
The words spread slowly, and everyone was stunned. The words above made people feel dizzy.
Every sentence in this poem is full of rich colors, making people seem to be immersed in the scene.
Only then did everyone know that Song Mu's poetic talent was not only to compose poems on the spot, but also to be so smart and amazing to read.
When everyone was surprised, Du Xianyin also plucked the strings again. At that moment, a thought force came around, and Song Mu's writing power began to be aroused. Everyone suddenly felt that a scene suddenly bloomed in this scene. .
The beautiful scenery of late spring seems to be slowly unfolding in front of everyone. The flowers, pavilions, young swallows, and goldfish in the poem have slowly emerged.
The next moment, the sound of the pipa became even louder, and everyone suddenly frowned slightly.
Someone said in surprise.
"I seem to smell the fragrance of flowers?"
"How can such a strange development happen in this foreign land?"
Everyone also exclaimed, and the previous contempt was wiped away at this moment. They only thought that when did Du Mu Poetry Sect have such a magical method of using mind power?
Even the Queen Mother on the stage felt extremely strange when she saw such a scene. She was really surprised and nodded repeatedly.
Everyone looked at Du Xianyin who was nodding and playing the piano, and then looked at Song Mu who was standing upright with a pen on one side. At this moment, they were filled with admiration.
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