Qionghua Tower is a famous flower tower in Lin'an City. Although the country is currently at war, and most places in China are experiencing famines, the people are in dire straits. But in Lin'an City, just like Shanghai at night at that time, there was still no sense of urgency about the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family.
Near Qionghua Tower, there are also flower towers. This street is Flower Street. Flower Street is lively at night, and it can be said to be brightly lit.
What Chen Yang found interesting was that in later generations, a man going to a place like Hualou would be like a thief. But in this feudal era, visiting flower houses was an elegant thing. In the flower house, many anecdotes about romantic young men circulated, and it was also a piece of elegant talk.
When Chen Yang, Bai Suzhen and the two daughters of the Han family arrived, the champion Xu Xuan was waiting outside the flower building. As soon as Bai Suzhen came down, he immediately greeted her.
This Mr. Xu, wearing a blue silk gown and a square scarf, really looks like a jade tree facing the wind, looking chic and suave. What's even more rare is that he has an extraordinary bearing. As soon as he walked forward, he clasped his fists and said, "Miss Bai, you can come to our poetry meeting today, it really makes the whole Qionghua Tower shine!"
Bai Suzhen seemed to be the only one in his heart and eyes.
Bai Suzhen took a step back and said, "Mr. Xu is joking. Bai Suzhen is just a rough guy and knows nothing about poetry. I came today with the two young ladies."
Xu Xuan seemed to have noticed the two ladies of the Han family, so he stepped forward to say hello.
How could Han Xue and Han Rong resist people like Xu Xuan? The two women blushed slightly and returned the favor.
Chen Yang gave the horse to the servant to take away. He also smiled when he stepped forward and said: "Today's poetry meeting will definitely see Mr. Xu's peerless style. I'm really looking forward to it."
Xu Xuan glanced at Chen Yang. He was a good man. He smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, you have given me the reward."
Chen Yang laughed and said: "This is not a reward. I admire your literary talents very much."
Xu Xuan smiled slightly, he was quite proud of this.
Afterwards, everyone went inside.
Chen Yang was very doubtful about Xu Xuan's life experience. He also discussed this issue with Bai Suzhen.
That is, with Xu Xuan's family background, there is no reason to train such a young master.
It is clear that only the Magic Immortal Family can cultivate such talents. Where did Xu Xuan learn this kind of cultivation?
Bai Suzhen said: "Maybe Mr. Xu Xuan is the reincarnation of a certain god. This is impossible to say. But Mr. Xu has always been on the side of Han Gong, so he is not our enemy. He The origin is a mystery, but we don’t need to pursue it.”
"That's true!" Chen Yang said.
From Bai Suzhen's mouth, Chen Yang also learned something.
That is, there are four great princes in the Southern Song Dynasty today. They are Zhuo Tianzhong, the prince of Jinling, Xu Xuan, the prince of Lin'an, Kou Xuan, the prince of Nanyang, and Xu Fu, the prince of Beiyang.
These four young masters are the four most talented people in the world today. Among the four great masters, Jinling Master Zhuo Tianzhong is the most powerful. Next is Xu Xuan, the son of Lin'an.
After Xu Xuan became the No. 1 Duke, his reputation was on par with Zhuo Tianzhong's.
The Qionghua Tower was extremely lively and crowded.
The first floor is for ordinary guests, and the second floor is where the poetry meeting is. The interior has been decorated and ready for flowers.
Orchestral strings, silk and bamboo, bursts of wonderful music, fragrant wind dancing, colorful lamps, and wine and jade. Many dignitaries have arrived, and Xu Xuan is the host of today's poetry meeting.
Everyone was waiting for Xu Xuan's arrival, and they also knew that Xu Xuan was going out to meet the two rich ladies of the Han family. But few people know that Xu Xuan is actually just here to welcome Bai Suzhen's arrival.
Chen Yang and others followed Xu Xuan to the second floor, where many young men and dignitaries stood up to greet them. Xu Xuan dealt with it calmly, chatted and laughed, and his magnanimity and demeanor could not help but dazzle some girls.
After that, the poetry meeting started soon.
Xu Xuan first raised his glass and said, "Thank you all brothers and ladies for coming to our poetry meeting tonight. I'll do it first as a token of respect."
Everyone also raised their glasses. Xu Xuan then said: "The world is a matter of national affairs. Now, in Lin'an City, we can still drink such fine wine and enjoy such spring scenery. But there are continuous wars in the north, and many passionate men are fighting for the safety of our Song Dynasty. .Here, I offer a glass of wine to the soldiers!"
Everyone was affected by Xu Xuan's words, and they toasted together. In the end, the wine was spilled to the north.
Xu Xuan then started to think about it again, and then wrote poems.
Since it is a poetry meeting, there is no need to compose poetry.
"Ji Su Lin Jiang vowed to destroy the Jin Dynasty, and his army of ten thousand swallowed up the sea. Just try to throw yourself across the natural chasm and cross the whip. If you don't believe that the Central Plains is not named Zhao!"
There was silence.
Xu Xuan's feelings and emotions are all rendered in this poem, which is sad and tragic, making people feel heroic again.
"Okay!" After a while, everyone cheered in unison.
In such Lin'an City, Xu Xuan vividly expressed his compassion as a poet.
Chen Yang had to admit that Xu Xuan's poem was very well done. He couldn't do it anyway.
Bai Suzhen also showed approval.
After Xu Xuan finished the poem, the talented girl Murong Yun also said: "Mr. Xu cherishes his family and country and loves poems. Can I frame this poem in my room?"
Xu Xuan smiled slightly and said: "This poem is not suitable to be placed in a girl's boudoir. If Murong likes it, I can give a poem to the girl."
Murong Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "That's great."
Xu Xuan immediately ordered someone to grind the ink, and then began to look at Murong Yun. Murong Yun was really kind-hearted, and looked at Xu Xuan with a smile, showing no timidity at all.
Chen Yang sighed with emotion and said to himself: "The land of China is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers! In this small land of fireworks, there are also strange women."
Xu Xuan then made a big move.
"She is as pretty as a peach in three springs, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, as quiet as a delicate flower shining in the water, and in her movements as a weak willow supporting the wind."
This is not a rhyming poem, but in just a few sentences, it depicts Murong Yun's beauty and temperament.
When Xu Xuan takes action, he is extraordinary. His reputation as a talented man is truly well-deserved.
Murong Yun's face suddenly glowed red, like a peach blossom.
Xu Xuan finished the calligraphy and handed it to the book boy next to him. The book boy presented the calligraphy treasure to Murong Yun.
Murong Yun accepted it and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Xu."
Xu Xuan smiled slightly.
Murong Yun continued: "The little girl heard that Mr. Xu was coming these days, so she embroidered a sachet with her own hands and reciprocated the favor. She also hoped that Mr. Xu would not dislike the little girl's humble background."
Xu Xuan smiled heartily and said, "Thank you very much for Miss Murong's kindness. Miss Murong is both talented and beautiful. It is my honor, Xu Xuan, to be given this gift by the girl!"
He then accepted Murong Yun's sachet.
These are all good stories above the scene, and the poetry meeting is an elegant event. Everyone must give each other face, and the scene must be colorful.
Then, many young men wrote poems. There are also girls wearing red sleeves to add fragrance, which is very lively. Of course, most of those poems are not very good, they just barely rhyme. Compared with Xu Xuan's level, each one is really far behind.
It was also at this time that Xu Xuan suddenly thought of something, and he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
Then, the whole place became quiet again, just to see what Young Master Xu had to say.
Xu Xuan stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand, and came to Chen Yang and Bai Suzhen. Chen Yang was originally accompanying guests. He was drinking and eating fruits here, which was very pleasant. I also think this wine is delicious, similar to rice wine, but sweeter and purer than rice wine.
A bit like vodka and cocktails. At this time, when Chen Yang saw Xu Xuan coming, his heart skipped a beat, Oh my god! Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan, you are not targeting me, are you?
Having said that, Chen Yang can also understand.
Xu Xuan admires Bai Suzhen, but Bai Suzhen has become very close to him recently. If it were me, I couldn't help but attack my love rival in front of the beautiful lady!
"Mr. Chen..." Xu Xuan stepped forward and smiled.
Chen Yang secretly cursed that the weasel was giving New Year greetings to the rooster!
He also stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu."
Xu Xuan said: "Mr. Chen, Miss Bai is here, why don't we each write a poem for her? What do you think?"
Chen Yang waved his hand and said: "I am a rough man and not good at poetry. Mr. Xu, please don't embarrass me."
Bai Suzhen said calmly: "Mr. Xu, there are many distinguished guests here. Bai Suzhen is insignificant, so don't waste your time on me."
Xu Xuan's expression suddenly changed. Her words about "don't waste time on her" were a double entendre!
Xu Xuan's face darkened, but he quickly covered up all negative emotions and said: "If anyone says that Miss Bai is insignificant here, I, Xu Xuan, will be the first to disobey. In my eyes, only Bai Only a girl can be called the most beautiful in the world.”
His words were tantamount to offending all the girls present.
But Xu Xuan didn't care at all. He has his arrogance and grief. He is not a foolish and loyal minister, or a person who sticks to etiquette. He is stunningly beautiful... Young Master Lin'an, Xu Xuan!
He then turned around and came to the inkstone, swiping a brush.
"The east wind is evil, my feelings are weak, my heart is full of melancholy, full of despair, wrong, wrong, wrong!"
After he finished writing, he took a deep look at Bai Suzhen, and then said: "I, Xu Xuan, swear here today that I will never marry a girl who is not a white girl in my life. If I cannot marry a white girl, I will live alone all my life. If I violate this oath, Xu Xuan will Thousands of arrows pierce your heart, and you will never be reincarnated!"
He was really cruel, and it was Bai Suzhen's ruthlessness that hurt his heart.
Afterwards, Xu Xuan turned around and left.
When everyone saw the calligraphy treasure he left behind, they couldn't help but admire his talent. It was really a sharp sword and his talent was so impressive! The despair and sadness in this poem are also vivid on the page.
Xu Xuan completely confessed his love to Bai Suzhen.
The whole city began to recite this incident. Whether it was a good story or a bad fate, no one dared to say for sure now.
But more often than not, the daughters of wealthy families privately thought that Dong Feng was evil, that they were weak in love, full of melancholy, full of despair, wrong, wrong, wrong time, but they couldn't help but become obsessed with Xu Xuan.
