There are only a few sentences in the word "Bu Suanzi".
Anyone who knows a little bit will know that this is the last sentence.
So as soon as this sentence came out, there was an immediate burst of applause.
"Oh my God! What a wonderful word!"
"Catchy and unique!"
"I just said, it's a good thing my brother-in-law is the last one!"
"As expected of a prodigious talent, he is much better than us!"
Everyone praised him one after another, but Yingchun didn't hear a word.
She just stood there, blushing with embarrassment, dazed on the spot.
Seeing this, Xiangyun didn't care to appreciate the word.
Just looking at Yingchun, he continued to hold his stomach and laugh.
Daiyu also didn't think about it carefully, but stared at Xiangyun with a dissatisfied expression.
He looked like he wanted to go up and tear her mouth apart.
Baochai remained calm on her face, but in fact she didn't listen any further.
But thinking about how to smooth things over.
Only Baoyu suddenly thought of something and shouted:
"wrong!"
When everyone heard this, they all looked at him in surprise.
Baoyu was looked at by everyone and said somewhat sarcastically:
"He...Feng...brother-in-law didn't follow Qi Yan, nor did he limit rhyme..."
It turns out that's what he was talking about.
The poems written by Qishe were limited to rhyme, and the prescribed poems were also seven-character rhyme poems.
Baoyu actually knew that saying this would not please him.
But he still bit the bullet and ordered it.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Daiyu didn't even care about Xiangyun and vented her anger directly on him.
She followed Xiangyun's example of using the rules and said with a dissatisfied look:
"What qualifications do you have to comment?"
Daiyu means that it was agreed that only Li Wan, the president, can criticize.
You, Baoyu, deserve to be punished for your talkativeness.
Li Wan couldn't help but smile when he saw them arguing like children.
He shook his head slightly and said calmly:
"It's my fault. I only asked Lan'er to tell him that the title was 'Yong Mei', but I forgot to tell him Luyun."
Originally, asking Feng Yibo to compose a song was just a temporary thing.
It's really not that detailed.
Tanchun was smiling but not smiling, and he opened his mouth to add another blow.
But she seemed to be facing Baoyu, but actually she was looking at Yingchun and said:
"Anyway, this is a wonderful poem, isn't it?"
Daiyu was free at this time, so she came over and read the whole poem.
After reading it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned to Miaoyu and Baochai beside him and said:
"In this row, there is no mention of plum blossoms, but every word is praising plum blossoms!"
In her heart, only these two people's talent and learning can be compared with hers.
That’s why I only told the two of them.
Miaoyu was thinking deeply about something at this time, and came back to her senses after hearing the words.
She nodded first, then smiled and replied:
"That's not all. Didn't you realize that this que poem corresponds to Fang Weng's que "Yong Mei" poem?"
Fang Weng is Lu You's nickname, and everyone knows it.
"Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless."
Tanchun had also come over and was hearing Miaoyu's words.
At this time, I couldn't help but murmured the song "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei".
"It's already dusk and I'm sad alone, and it's even more windy and rainy."
As she spoke, she walked to the stage.
"There is no intention to fight for spring, but only to be jealous of others."
This sentence is the most stunning sentence in the whole poem, and everyone's eyes are also focused on Tanchun.
I saw her pick up her pen.
"It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same."
After he finished reciting it from the beginning, Tanchun put pen to paper.
Seeing everyone gathered around, Tan Chun gathered the two groups together.
Comparing the two, Baochai immediately exclaimed:
"The result is to use it contrary to its meaning!"
Everyone thought that Feng Yibo's word was a good use of personification.
It is easy to read and catchy.
Unexpectedly, not only the first words were good.
It turns out there is such an allusion in it.
Daiyu also reacted at this time and said in surprise:
"Sure enough, after comparing it with each other, it tastes even more delicious!"
When Shi Xiangyun heard this, he didn't care about smiling anymore to welcome the spring, and hurriedly came over to compare.
At this glance, I was shocked and amazed.
"Oh my God! My brother-in-law is as good as Fangong!"
She sighed softly and quickly covered her mouth.
It seems that my evaluation is a bit high.
But after watching it a few more times, I feel more and more like this.
Even, I feel that Weng Naque's poems should be put aside.
Some are trapped in one moment and one place, and they are all suffering from which they cannot extricate themselves.
It highlights fragility, pity, and decadence, all of which are pessimistic!
As for the new work, the Que is filled with the beauty of plum blossoms urging and ushering in spring.
It contains strength, fearlessness, romance, and optimism!
Not only Xiangyun, these girls have also read poetry and books since childhood.
They are all knowledgeable people with eyes above their heads.
At this time, every eye flashed with surprise.
Daiyu repeatedly smacked and tasted it, trying to understand the essence of it.
For a moment, everyone present was immersed in it.
Especially in the spring, his face was as red as if he was drunk. He murmured a few times and said:
"Sure enough, you really live up to Feng Jiaxuan's name!"
Xiangyun seemed to have made some new discovery at this time. She pointed at Feng Yibo's Mei Yong and said:
"Have you noticed that although it is Yongmei, it has the four characters "spring" in it. Isn't this a coincidence..."
She had just been joking about welcoming the spring, and now she couldn't help but think along this line of thinking.
But when he was halfway through his words, he didn't dare to say any more.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt it made sense.
Except for the second spring point, which is clearly to welcome the spring, the others also coincide with the three springs.
Everything is afraid of brainstorming and in-depth interpretation.
Now they read it again with this idea in mind and suddenly realized:
In the first spring, "Wind and rain send spring back" refers to Yuanchun being escorted back by Feng Yibo in the midst of wind and rain.
In the third spring, "Pretty girls don't compete with each other for spring." Doesn't it refer to Tan Chun, a pretty concubine who can't compete with her legitimate daughter?
Then the fourth spring "only repays the coming of spring", can it also be understood as the Xichun brought from Dongfu to raise?
Thinking about it this way, wouldn't all four be closed? !
Could it be...
"shut up!"
Although Li Wan drank some wine, he was not drunk.
When I heard Xiang Yun's words, I was immediately excited.
All that drunkenness dissipated.
She interrupted Shi Xiangyun's words and reprimanded in a low voice:
"Miss Shi, have you had enough trouble? Your family is also a noble one, and you are well-read in poetry and books. How come you don't know the harm of taking quotes out of context?"
The implication is that the historians are also honorable relatives.
You should know some of the importance.
Although it has been said since ancient times that no one will be punished for words, it cannot involve the royal family!
If it is interpreted this way, wouldn't it involve the palace?
Everyone was suddenly stunned.
Yuanchun was already the imperial concubine and had an heir.
Even if there is no disrespect in this word, it still involves the palace...
If it were used for criticism by someone with intentions, wouldn't it cause trouble for the Feng Jia family?
Everyone couldn't help but show fear, but only Yingchun was a little disappointed.
She originally thought it was exclusive to her, but now it is available to all four seasons.
But when I thought about it again, I felt something was wrong.
She felt that it didn't matter whether she had three sisters or not.
Because only you are clear!
But then I thought about it, does it mean that the other sisters each have their own advantages.
Only if you have no characteristics, you can only write clearly.
Yingchun is there worrying about gains and losses, not mentioning it.
When Xiangyun heard Li Wan's reprimand, he suddenly looked frightened and said timidly:
"Sister-in-law Zhu, I...I didn't mean that..."
"OK OK!"
Seeing everyone's silence, Li Wan knew that his tone had been a little harsh just now.
So she waved her hand and said comfortingly:
"In the future, don't take it out of context. Although Yibo's words are good, they are easy to understand and don't have so much meaning."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Just after this incident, everyone's interest was exhausted.
After each drank some wine and fruit, Li Wan announced:
"This is the end of today's club. After everyone goes back to their homes, don't make any nonsense!"
Everyone responded quickly.
Xiangyun also nodded vigorously and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this point, the first activity of the Dongzang Society ended.
Overall it's quite satisfactory.
Everyone made an appointment to meet again on the second day of the Lunar New Year, so Li Wan sent someone to report to the front.
After hearing that it was over, Jia Lian and Xue Pan were almost there.
At that moment, someone was asked to prepare a car, and all the women from the Jia family returned home.
Feng Yibo also prepared a car to take Daiyu back.
After arriving at Lin Mansion, on the way to the backyard, Daiyu said cautiously:
"Brother Feng, does your "Yong Mei" have some profound meaning?"
Feng Yibo was stunned by this question.
He just waved it off casually due to his drunkenness.
Of course, he copied the words of his great idol.
Although this poem is different from other poems about plum blossoms.
Not to mention enduring the cold, just to be optimistic.
But other than that, there is no sign of imperial hegemony?
At least it's not as domineering and overt as "Qinyuan Chun·Snow".
But when he thought about it again, he also thought of Sichun.
Especially the word "welcome spring".
Feng Yibo was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that he was a little abrupt.
But now that Daiyu asked, he remained calm and replied with a smile:
"There is no other meaning. When I talk about "Yong Mei", I think of Fang Weng's "Yong Mei", so I use the same tune and the same title, but reverse the meaning."
After hearing this, Daiyu immediately felt relieved and praised:
"As expected, I would say that this poem is contrary to the normal situation of plum poems. It is less bitter and has a positive intention."
Seeing the excitement on Daiyu's face, Feng Yibo said with a smile:
"Although I studied hard since I was a child, it was mainly for the sake of career. In fact, I am not good at poetry, so I can only modify and polish it by borrowing the poetry of my predecessors."
What he told was half the truth.
Half of it is that he is really not good at poetry.
With his talent and learning, it would be no problem if he could write poetry.
But when it comes to romance, it's even worse.
Not to mention making such words, even if Daiyu occasionally had amazing words, she could easily overwhelm him.
As for the other half of the lie, it was naturally a copycat.
It is not as simple as just borrowing the poems of predecessors and modifying them.
When Daiyu heard this, she thought he was being humble and said with admiration in her eyes:
"Brother Feng, please don't be too modest. I think your "Yong Mei" is not as good as Fang Weng's original poem."
In her opinion, the ability to write such a poem cannot surpass the Song Dynasty, when the poem was at its peak.
At least there is no problem in suppressing the current situation!
Feng Yibo waved his hands repeatedly and explained again:
"It's just luck. I drank some wine at the time, which may have helped a little bit. It's just an accident."
He knew that Daiyu loved poetry the most.
If you raise your expectations too high now, you may not be able to cope with them in the future.
There were not many poems that Feng Yibo knew in his previous life that he could copy.
After all, most of the poems were written by the Tang and Song dynasties, and the history of this world is not without the Tang and Song dynasties.
Even if you want to tease Li Bai or Su Xian, it won't work.
After much calculation, the only ones that can be used are the great idols and Nalan Ci.
Plus a few bits and pieces that others have done.
But the poems of great idols are very domineering.
If he copied it, he would be easily criticized.
He could only remember two or three of Nalan's poems, and he didn't remember all of them. Most of them were poems written about personal complaints.
In addition to "if life is just like the first meeting", "a pair of people in a lifetime" and so on.
Others only have scales and half claws.
Neither word is suitable for his life experience.
Daiyu didn't know his depth, she just felt that her husband was unparalleled in the world.
He won the top prize in the imperial examination for literary ability, and was awarded a title for his military ability.
Not to mention having both civil and military skills, he is also extremely talented.
It’s so overflowing that I can write words that are not inferior to Fang Weng.
I couldn't help but feel filled with pride for a moment.
Just when Feng Yibo said hello to Aunt Lin and was about to leave.
Daiyu suddenly remembered something again and hurriedly chased her out, saying:
"Brother Feng, wait a minute."
Feng Yibo was a little confused, but stopped and smiled gently.
Daiyu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled shyly, and said:
"Today we start the club, we all have nicknames, why don't Brother Feng give us one too."
Baochai said that he would ask at night, but this word always lingered in Daiyu's heart.
At this time, I couldn't help but bring it up first.
Feng Yibo didn't know how careful she was. He pondered for a moment and then said with a smile:
"I've heard all your aliases. They're all elegant and elegant. I can't think of anything good at the moment."
He was about to say something while he was about to express his feelings.
But when Daiyu heard this, she naturally couldn't let it go.
She said eagerly:
"How about I give one to Brother Feng."
Feng Yibo actually had several candidates in mind, but he also wanted to hear Daiyu’s opinion, so he said:
"You might as well talk and listen."
"Giggle!"
Daiyu laughed out loud before she could say anything, then she quickly held it back and said:
"Feng's Mansion is at Beishangen in the north of the city. It was originally called Zhanzipo. Why don't you call it...brother Feng?"
Feng Yibo was a little confused and didn't know why she was laughing anymore.
At this time, I heard Daiyu stop laughing and said:
"Why don't you just call me 'Zhazi Slope Master'?"
She was thinking of the "Zhazipo layman" in Xiangyun, and she couldn't help laughing.
Feng Yibo touched his nose, nodded and said:
"Okay, let's call it 'Beipo Sanren'!"
"Forehead?"
Daiyu's smile was suppressed for a moment, leaving only a look of astonishment on her face.
It's not that she doesn't have any good ideas, she's just making a joke first.
Feng Yibo thought of himself and said:
"It just so happens that I am now hanging up my hat and going into seclusion. This 'sanren' is the most appropriate one."
Sanren refers to people who are mediocre and useless, people who are not useful to the world, or people who are idle and comfortable.
Obviously Feng Yibo meant that he was not useful to the world.
"The poem goes: I am deeply ashamed that I have fallen in love with a humble salary, and I am a stranger who does not want to go to the green mountains."
Daiyu calmed down and chanted softly.
This is borrowed from Sima Guang's poem.
It means that when your hair is gray, you are still greedy for officialdom, but you dare not go to the mountains to live in seclusion and be a comfortable person.
"Brother Feng hung up his crown and left, obviously towards Qingshan."
Obviously, Daiyu was saying that Feng Yibo had the courage and was not someone who was greedy for officialdom.
Feng Yibo smiled slightly when he heard this, but did not respond directly.
Because he has to return to the court to serve as an official, he is afraid that he will not be worthy of this evaluation.
"Thank you, Sister Lin, for the number. I'll say goodbye to my brother!"
Feng Yibo immediately handed over his hand again, said goodbye and left.
Daiyu looked at his back with some reluctance.
Suddenly he showed a mischievous smile and shouted from behind:
"Master Zhazipo, walk slowly!"
Feng Yibo in front was taking a leisurely stroll, but suddenly his body tilted.
I almost sprained my foot.
