"Fire trees and silver flowers bloom together, and the iron locks of the star bridge open."
Ji Song looked at the trees in the distance that were hung with lanterns, as if they were on fire, and a poem came out casually.
When everyone heard the first sentence, they started to become quiet. Even Princess Pingyang breathed a sigh of relief.
"The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the person." There is nothing surprising about this sentence, but it also vividly describes today's lively scene.
When this sentence "All the players are playing with plums, and all the singing is with plum blossoms." After this sentence came out of Ji Song's mouth, Li Yuan's expression suddenly lit up, but he did not speak, but said to Pingyang: "This guy is good!"
"Jinwu can't control the night, and jade leaks don't rush each other."
The night ban has been lifted in the capital, so don’t be too busy with the timing. Don’t let the Lantern Festival night, which only happens once a year, pass by in a hurry.
The last sentence not only points out the time and place, but also sets off good wishes for people.
There’s no need to rush when there’s beautiful scenery. Time goes by slowly. Let these busy people have a wonderful Lantern Festival.
"What's the name of this poem?" As soon as Ji Song finished speaking, Kong Yingda hurriedly came to Ji Song, took his hand and asked.
"'The fifteenth night of the first lunar month'" Ji Song said.
"Okay, okay! Looking at the whole poem, it is gorgeous and colorful; the tone is harmonious and the charm is overflowing, just like a Chang'an Lantern Festival style painting, which makes people never tire of it.
The style of this poem is very different from your previous "Liangzhou Ci", but there is nothing obtrusive about it. This shows that your poetry writing style is varied.
It is a pity and a shame to have such attainments at such a young age! "He first praised Ji Song, but in the end he was full of regrets, which made Ji Song a little confused.
"What does Kong Aiqing mean by this? It's a pity that this famous article was published tonight and added a lot of color to tonight's banquet?" Li Yuan was also confused by Kong Yingda, so he asked aloud.
"Of course I sigh because of this wonderful poem tonight; it's a pity..."
He paused for a moment when he said this, turned to look at Li Gang, who was full of ambition, and said bitterly: "It's a pity that such a good young man was accepted as a disciple by this old man who only knows the poor scriptures. Your Majesty, I am here I feel sorry for this child!"
The smile on Li Gang's face suddenly froze. Looking at Kong Yingda, who was almost pointing at him and cursing his misguided disciple, he yelled: "You...you say it again?"
"I'll just say it a hundred times, so what do you think?" Kong Yingda replied without giving in.
"I'll fight with you!" Seeing that two world-famous scholars were about to perform a full martial arts show, Ji Song realized what he was doing and quickly separated the two.
But even though they were separated, they still scolded each other through Ji Song, making Ji Song feel helpless and at the same time ashamed of the love between the two of them.
"Quick, quick! Pull them away quickly!" Li Yuan, who had reacted, hurriedly ordered the guards on the side.
As if he remembered something again, he ordered again: "Be careful, don't hurt your two beloveds, otherwise we will question you!"
"No!" Regardless of the bitterness in the guards' hearts, they did not dare to neglect. They stepped forward and immediately pulled the two of them away.
Maybe they were tired, but seeing His Majesty's guards coming, they regained their senses.
They snorted coldly at each other, then threw away their sleeves and left, leaving only the embarrassed Ji Song standing in the middle.
The chaos on the tower quickly attracted the attention of the people below. Xie Lian's family was also watching the singing and dancing in front of the Zhuque Gate. They were close enough to vaguely see the figures on the tower.
Where Ji Song was standing, half of his body was exposed outside the city tower.
Xie Kuan was currently being hunched over the shoulders of a servant, and he could see further than anyone else.
When he saw the familiar figure on the city gate, he mistook it at first. After rubbing his eyes and confirming that he had seen it correctly, he waved his little arm and shouted to the city tower: "Brother Song, Song Song." Brother, it’s me!”
Ji Song was embarrassed at this time, but when he heard someone calling him, he turned around and looked down the city.
When I saw Xie Kuan, I was a little surprised, but I still waved to him.
"Dad, I saw Brother Song." Xie Kuan said excitedly.
"You can't be wrong!" Xie Kuan's actions just now shocked them, but they felt relieved when they saw that there was no movement from the forbidden troops. But when I heard what my son said, I didn't believe it.
"Really, really, you waved to me just now!" Xie Kuan said anxiously when he saw that his father didn't believe him.
"Master, it's really Master Song. I saw it just now, too." Xie Kuan's servant, who was hunched over, also said to Xie Lian.
"Dad, it should be Brother Song. Last time he wrote to say that he had received an invitation from the imperial court to attend a banquet. If nothing happens to him tonight, he will be there." Just when Xie Lian hesitated, You Ning said to Xie Lian said.
"Write a letter? Why didn't I know?" Xie Lian asked doubtfully.
"I..." She was just happy when she heard the news about Ji Song, so she blurted it out without thinking too much.
Only then did I realize that my father didn't know about the correspondence between me and Brother Song.
When Xie Lian asked, she immediately blushed to her neck and was speechless.
"Your Majesty has decreed that there will be a Lantern Festival poem published tonight, and I am willing to share it with the people!"
Just when Youning was at a loss, a eunuch announced loudly on the tower.
Xie Lian was also attracted for a moment and ignored his daughter. He just said harshly: "I will settle the score with you later!"
"Fire trees and silver flowers bloom together, and the iron locks of the star bridge open.
The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the person.
All the players are playing plum blossoms, and all the singing is falling plum blossoms.
Jinwu can't help but stay at night, and the jade leaks don't urge each other. "
"It's so good that 'Jin Wu can't help the night, and the jade leaks don't urge each other.' I didn't expect that he would have such good poems after the last "Liangzhou Journey"." Xie Lian, as a doctor of Taixue, has nothing to say about his knowledge. Yes, after just reciting it once, I understood the meaning of it, and couldn't help but admire it.
"That's right, of course I can't mention the poems written by Brother Song." You Ning said with some satisfaction.
"Hmph! We haven't finished what we just said, so what happened to the letter?" Xie Lian said with a dark face.
"I...I..." You Ning squeaked, but couldn't explain why.
Just when Xie Lian wanted to continue asking, Mrs. Zhang pulled Xie Lian and said in his ear: "Okay, okay, is there anything you want to say that you can't say back home? Do you have to ask here?"
Xie Lian snorted coldly and then ignored his daughter.
Mrs. Zhang looked at her daughter and realized that today's unusual dress was different from before.
As a knowledgeable daughter, how could Ms. Zhang not understand what her daughter is thinking?
But thinking about that outstanding young man, he felt a little worried about his daughter.
Ji Song didn't know that You Ning's little girl had exposed the little secret between them, and he was being forced by Li Yuan to compose another song!
He knew that he couldn't escape tonight, so he didn't refuse and walked to the tower again to look at the tourists.
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but You Ning happened to see Ji Song standing above him at this time.
For a moment, the two of them looked at each other, with thousands of words in their minds that they couldn't come up with.
Looking at the well-dressed little girl and her watery eyes, Ji Song's thousands of words turned into a poem that was popular in later generations and came out smoothly: "The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and they blow down, and the stars are like rain." BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance.
The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. E'er's snowy willows are covered with golden threads, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly...looking back, that person...was there, in the dim light. "
As soon as Ji Song finished speaking, the originally noisy Zhuque door fell silent.
If the previous poem "The Fifteenth Night of the First Month" can be considered a rare good poem, then this one will surprise us.
Especially the last sentence: "The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place." '
It’s even more imaginative. I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, turned around suddenly, and inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.
Its artistic conception is far-reaching, and it is even more memorable. For a moment, everyone fell into the tenderness deep in their hearts. Even Li Yuan seemed to be stuck in longing and couldn't extricate himself!
The banquet has reached this point and there is no need to continue.
Li Yuan waved his hand, indicating to everyone that they were free, but he himself retreated.
"It's really surprising that you wrote such a profound poem with a unique tune."
Pingyang, who came to Ji Song's side at some point, looked at a girl in the crowd below and said to Ji Song.
“Sometimes, when you search blindly, you never find it.
When you are about to give up, she is by your side, but you always don't care.
Destiny is like this, "If you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade." 'I deliberately pursue it, but I can't get it. Maybe letting nature take its course is the best way!"
Ji Song also looked at the girl in the crowd. He didn't know what he was thinking, and even his words were a little confused.
For Xiao Nizi, love is not enough, but Ji Song feels very comfortable getting along with her.
Perhaps it was the peace of mind and lack of pretentiousness in getting along with her that made him relive long-lost memories from his previous life, which made him look particularly different towards Xiao Nizi.
"Maybe!" Princess Pingyang left a sentence, took a deep look at the boy who only had eyes in her eyes, and could no longer tolerate other eyes, then turned and left.
Li Shimin looked at Ji Song's figure, and for a moment he felt ridiculous for his lack of concentration just now.
Thinking that he is an invincible general who has fought countless battles, he almost shed tears because of a poem.
I wanted to go over and talk to him, but when I thought of my situation, I shook my head and left with my eldest grandson Wugou.
Li Gang's eyes were filled with relief. Looking at the handsome and independent young man, he suddenly felt that his life was worthwhile.
Kong Yingda looked at Ji Song complicatedly, and glared at Li Gang with some jealousy again.
With such a disciple, Li Gang's name will definitely appear in the history books hundreds of thousands of years later.
But fate is like this, if you miss it, you miss it.
Prince Li Jiancheng also said to Wei Zheng beside him: "I am now looking forward to how charming the fully grown Ji Song will be. I heard that he likes all kinds of ancient books. I have many in my study. I will go back and copy a copy for him." "
"promise!"
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"Leave You Ning!"
It was already midnight and people had begun to return.
Ever since Song Ge'er's second poem came out, my daughter has been a little absent-minded, dazed from time to time, and sometimes even giggled.
Mrs. Zhang ignored Xie Lian, who was already dark-faced, and asked him to hold her son, who was already asleep, while she held her daughter.
"Hehe! Got it, mother!" Youning said with a silly smile.
"Damn it, this child is hopeless!"
Mrs. Zhang held her forehead and said distressedly.
