Duan Wenjun didn't know what was going on in Chai Jingyun's mind at the moment, but he did know that the lady's status was probably very high, and she must not be offended.
Otherwise, Qin Feng would not be so nervous.
Moreover, he felt that Qin Feng was sincerely protecting himself.
It couldn't be better for Jiang Shuying to write for him.
Under everyone's gaze, he took Jiang Shuying's hand and slowly came to the table in the center. "Shu Ying, if that's the case, I'll trouble you!"
"It is an honor for the slave family to be able to write for the young master." Jiang Shuying replied softly with a tender face.
She spread the paper on the table, held the pen in her hand, and waited quietly for Duan Wenjun's words.
Duan Wenjun nodded slightly, but was in no hurry to speak.
His eyes swept across the faces of everyone around him, and then he slowly walked a few steps to the window.
Standing at the window, you can see a bright moon in the sky. The Fushui River in the distance is sparkling under the moonlight, reflecting the light of stars.
He took a sharp breath, then let the turbid air come out of his mouth, and then slowly said, "Wangjiang Tower, Wangjiang Flow, Wangjiang Tower Wangjiang Flow. Jiang Tower is eternal, and the river is eternal."
As soon as the first couplet came out, the whole house burst into laughter.
The lady sitting in the seat suddenly shook her body and her eyes fell firmly on Duan Wenjun's back.
The moonlight shone from the window, illuminating his back, so thin and cold.
At this moment, standing on the Wangjiang Tower, watching the surging river in the distance, I feel the mood and the scene.
The towers of the rivers stand for eternity, and the rivers flow for eternity.
Wangjiang Tower was built by my grandmother and was inscribed by the late emperor.
The first floor of the ages is not only a praise for Wangjiang Tower, but also a praise for the late emperor and himself.
The Wangjiang Tower houses the great achievements of the late emperor, like the surging river, and has been passed down through the ages.
These unique couplets are worthy of a plaque personally inscribed by the late emperor.
But why, from his chanting and from his back, I felt that there was an inexplicable loneliness exuding from his body.
More than ten years ago, the late emperor also came here and stood at that window, looking at the surging river in the distance.
Back then, the moonlight shone on the late emperor's body, and looking at his back, she also felt an inexplicable loneliness.
She still clearly remembered that the late emperor sighed deeply and then murmured, "Since ancient times, emperors have been known as lonely people. Is it because they are destined to be lonely?"
The praises from the crowd brought the lady back from her thoughts. She sighed quietly, picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.
Jiang Shuying finished the ink and finished the article. At this moment, he put down the pen in his hand, held up the first couplet with both hands, and looked at it carefully, with an unconcealable excitement and pride on his face.
This is her husband. Who else in the world can recite such a quatrain except him?
After hearing these couplets, Zhang Sanfeng's face was filled with joy, but in an instant he became melancholy and worried about gains and losses.
What he was happy about was that it was a blessing to be able to hear such quatrains with his own ears.
What makes him sad is that some people may be born with talents that he may never be able to pursue.
Just like Duan Wenjun.
I had paid attention to him before and always thought that he was just an ignorant and dandy young man who was spoiled by Duan Daxiong.
However, it was not until this moment that he realized that he had been confused by the appearance.
Perhaps, he has been hiding his clumsiness.
I am not as good as him when I write poems, and I am not as good as him when I write couplets.
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves in front die on the beach.
In fact, he already had a couplet in his heart that he thought was good, but at this moment he knew that he didn't need to say it out anymore.
Even if it is said, it is impossible to compare with what Duan Wenjun wrote.
"Wonderful, wonderful!" Qin Feng stood up in excitement, stared at Duan Wenjun and urged him eagerly, "Wenjun, second line, is there a second line?"
When Qin Feng first came to Wangjiang, he actually noticed that the pillars in front of Wangjiang Tower were empty.
He also thought about writing a couplet for Wangjiang Tower, but after so many years, he never got anything.
Even though I had some feelings in my heart, I always felt that the plaque inscribed by the late emperor could not be clearly marked.
Or momentum, or artistic conception...
At this moment, when he heard Duan Wenjun's first couplet, he was ecstatic.
He seemed to have imagined that this couplet would be posted on the pillar at the door.
Duan Wenjun did not look back.
However, his eyes retracted from the distance, and then he slowly said, "Yinyue Well, Yinyue Ying, Yinyue Well Yinyue Yingyue. The Moon Well will last ten thousand years, and the Moon Shadow will last ten thousand years."
As soon as she said this, the lady's voice trembled, "How do you know Yinyuejing?"
In the backyard of Wangjiang Tower, there is an ancient well called "Yinyue Well".
And the name of Yinyue Well was chosen by her herself.
Very few people know about this matter.
She didn't understand why Duan Wenjun knew about the existence of Yinyuejing and used it cleverly in this second line.
Seeing the lady's excited expression, Duan Wenjun was confused: "Madam, Wenjun was just expressing his feelings. Could it be that there really is a Yinyue Well here?"
The lady was stunned when she heard this.
Feelings?
It came out of emotion, why is it such a coincidence?
She lost consciousness again.
At this moment, Mo Shoucheng, who had been sitting in the back row, was also staring at Duan Wenjun.
Just as he didn't understand what was so good about Duan Wenjun's song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" just now, he didn't understand what was so good about Duan Wenjun's couplet at this moment.
However, if the second senior brother were here, he might be able to taste something.
However, one thing he was sure of was that this boy was in the limelight again.
Looking at the shocked, ecstatic, or lost expressions of those present, he knew that these people were already impressed by his couplet.
He was thinking, what is in this kid's mind? How much stuff is packed in?
In the fields, he could talk to the farmers about planting trees, and he could talk eloquently;
In the winery and paper shop, he could talk to the masters about the improvement of their craftsmanship, and they seemed to be very professional;
At literary gatherings, he could speak his mind well, not only stealing the limelight, but also winning the hearts of beauties.
I don’t know, is there something that he doesn’t know how to do, that he doesn’t have the talent for?
No, there is.
Martial arts.
He seems to be very enthusiastic about martial arts, but his talent is really poor.
Thinking of this, Mo Shoucheng couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face.
At this moment, the lady sitting in the seat began to speak again, "Young Master Duan is such a talented person, it is really admirable."
After saying that, she turned to look at Chai Jingyun and said, "Jingyun, please display this couplet of Mr. Duan on the pillar in front of the door!"
Chai Jingyun nodded, and the noble lady said again, "I'm a little tired, so I'll stop here today! Don't delay Mr. Duan and Miss Jiang's sweet words."
The lady's words directly announced the end of the banquet.
As the lady stood up and turned to leave with the girl behind her, everyone wisely stood up and said goodbye to Chai Jingyun.
Duan Wenjun was overjoyed when he saw this. He stepped forward and took Jiang Shuying's hand, and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Chai Jingyun. "Brother Duan, please stay. Auntie invites you and Miss Jiang to talk in the backyard together."
Duan Wenjun felt a little unhappy when he heard this.
Your aunt, why are you so unreliable?
Didn’t it mean that she was tired and that’s where she was today?
Didn’t she mean that she wouldn’t delay me and Jiang Shuying spending time together and talking sweetly?
Why, let us go to the backyard to talk...
Isn't this obvious, and it will delay my pursuit of dating girls?
Isn't this obvious, delaying what will happen tonight?
However, when he was about to refuse, he felt a sharp gaze from beside him, shooting towards him, making his whole body shiver.
Turning around and seeing Qin Feng's angry eyes, and seeing Jiang Shuying staring at him, he couldn't help but sigh and nodded.
Can I refuse this situation?
Poor people, life has nothing to love...
