"Women...women..."
Wei Shuyu murmured, vaguely seeming to have grasped a certain key!
What is it?
at the same time.
When the madam saw this scene, she was extremely anxious.
If Wei Shuyu cannot do it, the reputation of Wanhua Pavilion will also be damaged.
He immediately opened his mouth to help...
"Everyone, Mr. Wei seems to have had an idea. Should we give him a little more time?"
"Someone is coming..."
"Girls, let's perform a song and dance to cheer everyone up!"
As the Madam finished speaking, a group of women immediately came to the audience.
"What are you doing?"
Changsun Chong roared fiercely: "Didn't I say that for half an hour, he exceeded it."
"Master Changsun..."
The old bustard replied with tears in his eyes: "My little girl has never read any books. She doesn't know that writing lyrics is more difficult than writing poems. I hope Mr. Changsun will understand me."
"Youdao can write a poem in seven steps, but who has ever heard of a poem written in seven steps?"
"..."
Changsun Chong secretly hated him.
I'm not as biased as you are.
Don't think that I don't know that you used to be a courtesan. If you say that you haven't read a book, you are a ghost!
However, the madam didn't care...
In Wanhua Pavilion, our rules are rules!
If Wei Shuyu cannot do it, our reputation will also be damaged...
Immediately call the dancer to come on stage.
The others did not stop him.
That's just the way it is.
Writing lyrics is a bit more difficult, so there’s nothing wrong with giving it a little more time.
Moreover, when you come to Wanhua Pavilion, if you don’t see women singing and dancing, how can you see your grandson Chong?
"Dong dong..."
As the guzheng, pipa, etc. played, everyone began to dance gracefully...
And the moment I heard the music.
Wei Shuyu seemed to have caught something...
Then a song came out of my heart like a mountain roaring and a tsunami...
"Yes!"
Wei Shuyu shouted loudly.
woman!
So which woman is the most famous?
The most talented woman of all time...Li Qingzhao!
There are words for women!
It was once filmed in a TV series and sung into a song!
As it happens, it’s very popular!
It just so happens that Wei Shuyu can also sing!
"Wei Shuyu, have you finished it?" Wu Qiqi asked.
"It's done!"
Wei Shuyu smiled.
"Don't praise women!"
Wu Qiqi pouted: "Praising a woman will get you scolded, and I won't be happy either."
Well……
Wei Shuyu was stunned.
He quickly grinned: "Okay!"
"whee……"
Wu Qiqi suddenly smiled and took out a lollipop and gave it to Wei Shuyu: "Do you want to eat it?"
"Don't eat."
"oh……"
Wu Qiqi was in a good mood and handed it to Yuan Tiangang: "Would you like to eat it?"
Only ghosts eat it!
What if the food you gave me is poisonous?
But soon...
The third guy shyly flattered Wu Qiqi.
Wu Qiqi was in a good mood and gave one to each of them...
Seeing Sanguo licking it with gusto, Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
What is this?
Really edible?
I wanted to ask, but I was too embarrassed to ask Wu Qiqi.
I immediately regretted it to death...
Just one song.
The music girl and the dancer retreated.
"Wei Shuyu, it's getting late, we can't delay any longer." Changsun Chong began to urge again.
At this time, everyone else nodded.
It would be okay if Datang didn’t have a curfew.
If there is a curfew, it must end early.
"Then listen carefully!"
Wei Shuyu unfolded the folding fan in his hand and began to eulogize...
"Last night it was rainy and windy, and the remaining wine was not washed away by a heavy sleep."
"I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but I found that Begonia remained the same."
"Do you know?"
"It should be green, fat, red and thin..."
Wow!
Everyone is shocked!
First Perspective……
Wei Shuyu didn't praise the woman, but actually described it from the woman's first perspective!
A picture seemed to appear in front of everyone.
There were few raindrops last night and the wind was strong at night.
I slept soundly all night, but I was still drunk.
So I asked the maid behind the curtain, how is the situation outside?
Do you know……
These two words are like the finishing touch, pushing the whole poem to a climax...
At this time, the green leaves should be luxuriant and the red flowers withered!
"wrong!"
Changsun Chong shook his head crazily: "You are off topic, this word does not describe a woman at all!"
Digressed?
However, faced with this question.
Everyone was silent.
Because the moment they heard this poem, the picture that appeared in their minds was that of a woman waking up from a deep sleep.
"Who told you I was off topic?"
Wei Shuyu asked back: "The old bustard's request is to write a poem for the woman of Wanhua Pavilion..."
"I didn't say I had to praise them!"
Um?
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly woke up!
It seems that there is not that much restraint.
"Ah, yes, yes..."
The madam was even more excited!
This word was written by Wei Shuyu, and it was written for them...
That vivid, vivid picture.
Simply amazing!
Especially when you wake up hazy after drinking...
This lazy posture is perfect for their Wanhua Pavilion!
Begonia!
From today on, Wanhua Pavilion must be filled with begonia flowers!
"What do the three grand maesters think?"
Ignoring the bouncing Chang Sun Chong, the Madam looked at Yu Zhining and the others.
"It's wonderful."
Yu Zhining was the first to comment: "I'm sorry for my ignorance, but I didn't expect that poetry can be written from a woman's first perspective. It's amazing!"
"That's right."
Su Xu also nodded: "This poem does not mention the woman by name throughout, as if it is expressing pity and cherishment for flowers, but do those two know, do they know..."
"It describes the woman's depressed mood in one go!"
"The scene is already set, and in just a few sentences, the character's psychology is vividly portrayed..."
Gavinda let out a long sigh: "I just tried to write some words. They were all words of praise. The content, meaning, and artistic conception...we can make a judgment."
"I am so ashamed of myself!"
Following the comments of the three bachelors, everyone was shocked.
They thought the lyrics were good.
I didn't expect it to be so powerful...
"I just don't know what the name of this poem is?" Yu Zhining suddenly said.
"Ru Meng Ling!"
Wei Shuyu replied.
The name of Ru Meng Ling comes from Li Cunxu, Emperor Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.
"Like Meng Ling·Last night the rain and wind blew"
No one has heard of it.
But the rhyme and format of the word are perfect.
They couldn't find any flaws.
the most important is……
Wei Shuyu did not praise the prostitute, but instead acted from the first perspective.
Others can't even scold Wei Shuyu if they want to...
"Changsun Chong, are you still a singer of water tunes?" Gavinda asked.
Judge fairly.
Wei Shuyu finished it, but Changsun Chong didn't finish it.
They still had to ask.
What if... Changsun Chong did better than Wei Shuyu?
"..."
What a crap job.
You are so fucking ashamed of yourself.
Should I still do it?
Changsun Chong is autistic and doesn't want to talk.
Another day of defeat...
Elegant room!
Li Shimin's eyes widened.
"Xuancheng, does your family have a curtain roller?" Li Shimin couldn't help but ask.
"No!"
"Then what did he do?"
"possible……"
Wei Zheng glanced at Wang De and said, "Maybe he had an idea after seeing Mr. Wang too many times."
Li Shimin glanced at Wang De.
Don't tell me...
Whenever he goes out, Wang De is always the first to open the door and roll up the curtain for Li Shimin.
"Ahem..."
Wang De coughed: "Shizhong Wei, you have to tell Shu Yu that this inspiration comes from the Zajia family."
"..."
damn thing.
You rebelled for a little fame, right?
"You have to ask Shuyu. After all, I am just guessing."
Wei Zheng squinted his eyes and laughed.
A quiet night thought.
A song like a dream.
It was another day that moved the world.
well.
It’s really annoying. I’ve been able to pretend to be cool for a long time...
