When Wang Changling and Furong both appeared at the door of the restaurant, the banquet chairman arranged Wang Changling and Furong at the front table in the hall. There are three tables side by side at the front of the hall. Now the banquet chairperson introduced to Wang Changling: "These three tables are for the main relatives and Furong's elders. The table here is occupied by the oldest among the elders. Changling needs to get to know them." : These two are grandpa and grandma. They came from Luoyang. These two are uncle and aunt. They are aunt and uncle. They are also relatives of Luoyang. They are brother-in-law and aunt. They are In Lantian, these two uncles and aunts live in Xiagui, and these two are uncles and aunts who live in Zhouzhi County..." The banquet chairman pointed to the table on the right and introduced: "This old man is grandpa. , these two are the second uncle and the third uncle, and those others are also the grandfathers of the family. And at this table, he is the uncle, and he is the second uncle. Okay, you all know your parents, these are all They are my uncle and aunt."
After the introduction by the banquet chairman, the banquet officially began. It started with a burst of eating and drinking. The men kept urging people to drink, clinking glasses, and putting large pieces of pork into their mouths with pairs of chopsticks. This is exactly what a crossword puzzle says: "A fire broke out outside the east gate city and burned to death two people in the city, a man and a woman. They cried until the third watch of the hour." Four characters - "rotten meat is good for wine". The women don't drink, they just put their favorite dishes into their mouths.
Wang Changling and Furong were originally very well-educated people. Even though they had the same appetite as others at the dinner table, due to the requirements of gentle people's self-cultivation, they were always very restrained and never showed any rude behavior like gobbling up food. . Today is a special day for the two of them, so they have to pay more attention to their image. The two of them are almost reluctant to use chopsticks to pick up food. But today they didn't need to use chopsticks to pick up the food. The uncles and aunts on both sides kept bringing various delicacies to their rice bowls, which made them spend a lot of time to stop the elders from picking up the food.
At this time, an uncle took advantage of Wang Changling's unpreparedness and put a large piece of pork into Wang Changling's rice bowl. This time Wang Changling was really embarrassed. He thought to himself, how can I, Wang Changling, have such a big belly and eat such a big piece? Pork? But now that we can no longer return to the vegetable bowl, what should we do? Wang Changling immediately thought of the person who could help him, Furong, the Furong around him.
Wang Changling touched Furong's arm with his elbow. Furong immediately understood that Brother Changling was frightened by the large piece of pork and had to find a way to get rid of it. Furong saw her aunt sitting on her right hand gnawing on a piece of bone, so she had an idea and picked up the big piece of fat meat from Brother Changling's bowl and sent it straight to her aunt's rice bowl, saying quickly, "Don't chew that piece." Bones, eat fat!”
The aunt looked at the big piece of fat and smiled and said: "My aunt is not like your brother Changling, a gentle person. My aunt's mouth is like an old sow's mouth. She can eat anything. Look at my old sow eating." Fat meat!" After saying that, he ate the big piece of fat meat in one bite, and the fat overflowed from both sides of his mouth, making everyone burst into laughter.
After a while of eating and drinking, everyone's appetite was satisfied and they started chatting. At the banquet, apart from drinking and eating, we just talk.
"I heard that the groom's ancestors were in Taiyuan, Shanxi?" the eldest uncle asked Changling.
"Yes, my grandfather is from Taiyuan. Later, my grandfather bought a piece of land in Zhiyang Village, so he settled in Zhiyang Village, which is now the Wang Family Courtyard."
“Isn’t the great poet Wang Bo also from Shanxi?”
"Yes, speaking of which, Wang Bo is still my grandfather. Wang Bo is the same generation as my grandfather. He is more than ten years younger than my grandfather. They both live in Gulou Street in the north of Taiyuan City."
"No wonder, it turns out that your Wang family has a foundation and is a great poet. I think my brother-in-law will have great potential in the future." Uncle Furong praised Changling.
"I heard that grandpa's house is on Lianhua Temple Street in Luoyang?" Changling asked.
"Yes, there are also your two uncles. They are also in Luoyang, but your eldest uncle lives on Tongtuo Street. In a few days, you and Furong will go to our house to play for a few days. There is Xiangshan Temple there, and the stones of Longmen. Dong, by the way, Luoyang’s peonies are also very famous.”
"Back then, Emperor Zetian held a grand poetry gathering at Xiangshan Temple to compose poems on Xiangshan and win brocade robes. You must know that?"
"Why don't you know? The scene at that time was so lively. Xiangshan Temple was full of onlookers, but ordinary people couldn't get close to Xiangshan Temple and could only stand at a distance and watch the excitement. Changling, do you also know about this?"
"I know a little bit, but I was still young at that time, and I just heard about it from adults. When I was seven or eight years old, I saw an old gentleman holding a small book titled "The Man Who Composes Poems and Wins the Brocade Robe in Fragrant Mountain" "Story", I read the content and it was very interesting, so I borrowed the little book from the old gentleman. I still remember the story in it."
"Tell it to everyone?"
"I'm afraid I can't say it well."
Fu Rong touched Chang Ling with her elbow, and Chang Ling understood that she was encouraging him. Coupled with the urging of several other relatives, Wang Changling said:
"At that time, Emperor Zetian had just ascended the throne. As the Jinlun Shengshen Emperor, she held an unprecedented poetry meeting at the stone tower of Longmen Xiangshan Temple in Tianque. This world-famous poetry event in the Zhou Dynasty was led by Sao, who can be regarded as the world's literary genius. Shangguan Wan'er, a gifted eyebrow scholar, presided over and judged the merits. At the beginning of the poetry meeting, the host Shangguan Wan'er announced the edict of Emperor Zetian, taking the Xiangshan Poetry Meeting as the theme. Each of the officials present composed a poem, and whoever wrote it first He was given a brocade robe, and it turned out that Zuo Shi Dongfang Qiu was the first to write it. So Shangguan Wan'er handed the brocade robe to him."
"This Dongfang Qiu scenery is beautiful." The uncle said with an envious tone.
"The matter is not over yet. At this time, Song Zhiwen's poem was also written. Everyone looked at his poem and said that Song Zhiwen's poem was better, so Song Zhiwen grabbed the brocade robe and put it on. .”
"This thing is a bit messy. How can you take it by yourself? Is this decent?" the grandfather said.
"The emperor is the emperor. Since we have said it before, this brocade robe still belongs to Dongfang Qiu. Emperor Zetian still insists on giving the brocade robe to Dongfang Qiu."
"That's pretty much it, Your Majesty." Grandpa also agreed.
"After all the poems of the ministers were written, Shangguan Wan'er commented on them one by one. As a result, the poems of Wu Sansi, Shen Quanqi and Song Zhiwen were judged to be the best."
"Hey, these three people must write excellent poems?"
"The writing is really excellent. What Wu Sansi wrote is "Fenghe Spring Tour to Longmen Yingzhi". The poem says: 'The phoenix comes to the fragrant land, the dragon's carriage is green. The star palace contains the rain, and the moon palace embraces the spring glory. Under the long rainbow in the blue stream, the carved beams return early in the morning. The clouds are like floating treasure covers, and the stones are like flying clothes from the sky. The dew and grass invade the long steps, and the wind flowers fly around the mats. The sun sets, and the clear breeze blows into the heavy palace.'"
"It's really a good poem! What about Shen Quanqi's?"
"His title is "From Xingxiangshan Temple Yingzhi", and the poem says: "The south mountain is Yiyi Tongdanjin, and the north tower is connected with green clouds. Thousands of towers rise on the ridge, and the bells and drums can be heard in the city for four days. Parrots gather in the clear forest. I wish I could use my fervor to drink the holy wine, and use my garden as the autumn harvest.'"
Everyone praised again.
At this time, Furong's father became interested: "Ling'er, recite Song Zhiwen's poem to everyone." Song Zhiwen's poem was relatively long, and Furong's father wanted Ling'er to show it.
"Song Zhiwen's poem is relatively long, but since my father wants Changling to memorize it, Changling will memorize it. The title of that poem is "Longmen Yingzhi", and the poem says:
'The rain has settled down, the clouds are flowing across the city, the willows on the river bank are new and green, and the flowers on the garden trees are beginning to bloom. The flowers and willows in Luoyang are thick at this time, and the landscape and towers are reflected in several layers. The princes blow the mist towards the phoenix, and the emperor is lucky enough to chisel the dragon in the spring. The dragon gate is close to the outside of the royal city, and the feathers are dripping and covering the canopy. Yunzhi just came to Yushui Bridge, and Tianyi had already entered Xiangshan Meeting. The mountain walls are intersected with new rocks, and the clear stream overlooks the Yichuan River. The shadow of the tower is far away on the green waves, and the star niche is slightly green. Thousands of trees once grew in the mountains, and hundreds of feet of springs flew into the distant valleys. Colorful banners and neon banners circle the Xiang Pavilion, and the chariot climbs high to look at the river and Luo. The palace in the east city is designed as Zhaohui, and the palace in Nanmogou is very beautiful. There is a Taiwan of Heavenly Fragrance and Seven Treasures under the forest, and a ten thousand year cup of spring wine in the mountains. The gentle breeze brings the auspicious flowers to fall, the fairy music begins to sing and the auspicious birds come. Birds come and flowers fall in abundance, calling the cup to offer longevity in the hazy clouds. The scenery is flooded with singing and dancing, and the five-cloud carriage still stands among the rocks. Bird flags leave fragrant grass on their wings, and dragons ride on horses to reflect the late flowers. Thousands of horsemen and horses came out, the water was calm, the mountains and the sky were full of vigilance. The noise in the suburbs attracts people watching, while the alluring city in the south is filled with traffic. The loud noises lead people to hear the ecliptic, and the king's energy circulates into Zichen. The ancient kings made the mountains and rivers solid, and the precious destiny brought new things to the world. My emperor is not engaged in Yaochi music. When it rains, he comes to watch the farmers in spring. '"
"OK!……"
"Hold on, let Ling'er memorize Dongfang Qiu's poem about winning the brocade robe." Grandpa said.
"The title of Dongfang Qiu's poem is "Wing Chun Snow": 'The sky is full of spring snow, and it looks like flowers blooming wherever it touches. I wonder if any of the trees in the garden are real plums?'"
"Good! Good memory!" There was a chorus of applause and shouts. The old people looked at Wang Changling with smiles. Furong's heart was sweeter than honey.
