When the pipa was in Qian Ping'er's hands, she seemed to be possessed by her soul, crying and complaining.

After Lu Chengfeng and King Xuan heard this, they were silent for a long time. Their hearts were in turmoil, as if there was a lump in their throats, and they could not calm down for a long time.

Lu Chengfeng suddenly remembered that when he was in middle school in his previous life, the teacher often forced everyone to recite a famous Tang poem - "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi. At that time, he only thought that this poem was extremely long and difficult to recite, but he often passed the Chinese language exam.

After a while, students often feel unbearable and complain endlessly.

In this situation, Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but blurt out, slowly chanting:

"Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return and the guest did not speak.

Looking for the sound, I secretly asked who was playing the pipa. The sound of the pipa stopped and I was too late to speak.

Move the boat closer to invite each other, add wine, turn on the lights, and resume the banquet.

He came out after calling for thousands of times, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

There are three or two sounds when the string is plucked by the rotating shaft, and there is emotion before the tune is formed.

The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, as if complaining of a life of failure.

The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart.

Lightly gathered together, slowly twisted and wiped, then picked again, first "Neon Shang" and then "Liu Yao".

The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate.

The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flowers, and it is difficult to go under the ice of the Youyan Spring.

The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass through the sound.

Don't be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle bursts, water bursts out, and the cavalry stands out with swords and guns.

At the end of the song, the plectrum is carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.

The east boat and the west boat were silent, except for the white autumn moon in the middle of the river.

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"What a poem! Wonderful! It's really wonderful!" King Xuan was full of praise. Out of his love for talent, he ordered his people to record everything in the book, word for word.

"I originally thought that Chengfeng's nephew was a man of the world, but I didn't expect that my good nephew was not only chivalrous and courageous, but also a hero who rescued beauties. He was also a great talent who could write poems out of his mouth! King Mian has a son like you. It's really a blessing.

What a blessing to be alive!"

"Uncle Four Emperors is so ridiculous! Chengfeng is so shameless!" Lu Chengfeng said modestly, unable to stop sighing at the beauty of my Chinese poetry. He casually recited a Tang poem, but only half of it was memorized. His Highness Prince Xuan was so amazed.

"High! It's really high!"

"Good poem, good poem, this poem is indescribably wonderful!"

A group of people on the shore also kept clapping their hands and praising him.

After singing the song, the boat has already been painted

After reaching the shore, everyone on the boat was immersed in this feeling of sadness and sadness, and no one noticed it at all.

I saw a person in high spirits. He jumped onto the boat in one stride. He saluted His Highness Prince Xuan, and then excitedly grabbed Lu Chengfeng's sleeve and asked, "May I ask your name, brother?"

?Which teacher did you study under? How could you recite such brilliant poems casually?!"

"Jingmo, please don't be unreasonable! This is the son of Prince Mian, grandson of Emperor Dajing. Why don't you salute quickly?" Prince Xuan said seriously.

"Oh! He's actually a little grandson of the emperor! I've been in Beijing for many years and I've never seen him before! I'm so rude!" The man knelt down in a hurry and then came forward excitedly, holding Lu Chengfeng's shoulders.

He said with great interest, "Is your grandson, if you have time, the honor of going to the Jiuxianju with me? Your Highness, Prince Xuan, can you please go to the Jiuxianju with me?"

"He is just a fool! As long as he talks about these poems and songs, I won't be tired even if I talk to you for three days and three nights. I won't go! You two can do it yourself!" King Xuan shook his head helplessly.

He shook his head, then asked again, "Jing Mo, why did you come here this time?"

"Oh! Look at me! I have forgotten this important matter!" The man slapped his forehead hard and said with a frown:

"Someone came to report just now that the mysterious grandson of the emperor who was personally summoned by your majesty was accidentally lost! The people who were responsible for the reception are now in a state of confusion. They are all guarding my father's door. They want to dig up the ground in this capital city.

It's three feet! I heard from Mr. Wu that you are enjoying yourself tonight and can go boating on the Ying River, so I brought someone here in a hurry to wait here."

King Xuan laughed loudly after hearing this. The laughter was hearty and resounded through the sky.

The man whom King Xuan called Jing Mo looked confused and asked, "What does this mean?"

Prince Xuan smiled and pointed to the road, Chengfeng said, "No need to dig three feet into the ground, the person is right here with me! He should be the person you are looking for!"

"So the mysterious grandson they were talking about is you! The great poet! By the way, you haven't told me your name yet!" The man became more and more interested.

"Chengfeng on the lower road has caused trouble to everyone. I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" Lu Chengfeng coughed twice in embarrassment and said.

"Lu Chengfeng! What a good name! Does it mean to ride the wind and break the waves and reach the sea?" the man praised.

"You can say that, you can also say that it's Chenglong's son-in-law's ride, the graceful wind, hehe." Lu Chengfeng smiled mischievously.

"Okay! Brother Chengfeng!" The man patted Lu Chengfeng on the shoulder. He was obviously an acquaintance. Within two minutes, he had already

Become a brother-in-law with him.

"Looking at how young and promising Xiongtai is, he should be a lot older than me..." Lu Chengfeng was secretly happy when someone called him Xiongtai, but he said it very humbly.

"Okay! My surname is Wu and my name is Jingmo, so I'll call you Chengfeng!" The man slapped his hand again.

He must be a good at making fun of himself! Lu Chengfeng thought to himself, and shouted respectfully, "Brother Jingmo, it's getting late, so I'll go with you, and let those who are waiting in vain go back."

Back to life!"

"Uncle Four Emperors, I'm sorry for bothering you today. Thank you very much!" Lu Chengfeng saluted His Highness Prince Xuan and got on Wu Jingmo's carriage. Suddenly he remembered that the woman in red, Qian Ping'er, didn't know where to go.

What? People save themselves, so good people should be responsible for it until the end!

So, he turned and got out of the driveway, "Uncle Four Emperors, can I take this Pipa girl away? I think she is also homeless, so why not just follow me."

King Xuan smiled knowingly and nodded, expressing his acquiescence. He thought to himself, I can't tell, this kid is really an infatuated person! Although he was born in the world and never grew up in Prince Mian's palace, his passionate appearance really looks like me.

The big brother who shows mercy at all times!

"Tomorrow I will go to Tianxiang Tower to redeem your life. Don't worry, you can follow me today. I am walking in a straight line, Lu Chengfeng, and I will never do anything to you! I swear!" Lu Chengfeng put his five fingers together and pointed towards the sky.

swore.

Qian Pinger had lowered her head into the dust. After a long time, she raised her head and nodded. Starlight seemed to be shining among the red clouds.

"Get in the car! Brother Jingmo, do you mind giving me an extra seat?" Lu Chengfeng asked.

"What the hell, just think of this as your own home!" Wu Jingmo smiled naively, there is no greater beauty than kindness in an adult!

Qian Ping'er got into the car together and stood by silently, not daring to sit down.

"Sit down! Sit down when I tell you to!" Lu Chengfeng's tone suddenly became a little arrogant.

The woman sat down in the corner, her face even redder than before.

When Wu Jingmo saw this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. He quickly changed the subject and asked, "Chengfeng, I wonder what the name of that masterpiece just now is?"

"Oh! That poem! It's called "Pipa Xing"!"

""Pipa Xing"? What a name! It goes with a good poem! Come on, come on, I'll finish the work in a while, and be sure to follow me to the Jiuxianju to open the eyes of everyone with such good poems!"

"OK!"
Chapter completed!