Chapter 311 Who knows my heart, Yang Qian also offers
Chapter 311
"My lord, I don't know how to comment like this. I would like to ask your majesty to give me paper and ink. I will record it on the paper and it will be judged by your majesty. It will be appropriate." Yu Shiji said without raising his head.
"Ready, prepare some pens, ink, paper and inkstones." Yang Guang nodded and waited until the eunuchs brought a few pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
"Exit, ten steps away." With a wave of Yang Guangda's hand, except for one confidant eunuch, all the other eunuchs and palace ladies retreated ten steps away from the lonely pavilion.
After Yu Shiji calmed down, he took up his pen and wrote down on the rice paper those famous lines and passages that will surely be remembered for generations.
"Your Majesty, this is the first page of Yang Xiaoshu's work." After finishing the last stroke, Yu Shiji handed the piece of rice paper to his confidant eunuch, who then handed it to Yang Guang, who was already sitting up straight.
Empress Xiao also leaned over to look at Yang Guang, and saw the heartbreaking song "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River".
At dusk of March, the flowers fall and the love becomes more intense. People go to the swings to hang around the moon, and the horses stop and the willows hiss tiredly in the wind. There are empty boats painted on the banks of the embankment.
With only twenty-seven words, the opening two sentences clearly point out the season. In late spring, in March, the red flowers fall one after another, and the spring is about to pass, making people nostalgic and melancholy.
Empress Xiao couldn't help but sigh softly. "This Yang Xiaolang is really a genius. There is neither a description of the spring scene nor a praise of the blooming flowers. Only the broken flowers are scattered to express the sadness of the passing of spring..."
"If you don't use words such as sorrow, sorrow, pity, and resentment to describe it, it will make the viewer feel that the beautiful scenery is gradually fading, and the spring is passing away, and the heart is sad."
"Zi Tong's words are reasonable. Let's look at the last three sentences. The beautiful lady has left, the swing is empty, the good horse has an empty saddle, and the boat is silent. Everywhere expresses the sadness and loneliness of spring passing away..."
Yang Guang, who was also regarded as an outstanding creator among both literature lovers, let out a sigh of relief, shook the handwriting of Yu Shiji and said with a smile.
"This palace is worthy of being called a top-notch masterpiece. This little Yang Qing's family really did not disappoint me. With such a standard, I have defied all opinions and appointed him as the leader. I don't think there will be any resistance."
Seeing that Yang Guang and Empress Xiao couldn't put it down and tasted it over and over with excitement, Yu Shiji also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then spoke softly.
"Your Majesty is a wise man. However, compared with the next one from Yang Xiaoshu, it is actually inferior by three points."
"..." Yang Guang and Queen Xiao couldn't help but stared at each other in confusion.
"Yu Qing, is this too much? This palace in my hand is already a rare and rare masterpiece. Is Yang Qian's second palace even better?"
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"That's what I think." Yu Shiji nodded solemnly, thought for a while, and decided to tell the story about the situation at that time.
"After I obtained this first palace, I felt happy and felt that with this excellent work, I should have the opportunity to become the leader."
"Therefore, for the second tower, I have not made any other requests. I only hope that he will build another tower according to his heart."
"Then what?" Queen Xiao reluctantly looked away from the song "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River *March Twilight", with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
"Secretary Yang thought for a while and then said to me. The territory of the Sui Dynasty is thousands of miles away, and there are countless beautiful scenery. However, your majesty only loves Jiangnan, and he thinks about it day and night..."
"Presumably, if Jiangnan is compared to a woman, this woman must also love and dote on His Majesty alone..."
Yang Guang stared blankly at Yu Shiji, who was talking eloquently. In front of his eyes, it seemed that the middle-aged man with three long beards was no longer there, but now that handsome young man in a green shirt with long sleeves, rich and handsome.
"Your Majesty loves Jiangnan only and admires its beauty day and night. Presumably, if Jiangnan is compared to a woman, this woman will definitely favor and love His Majesty alone..."
This sentence echoed over and over again, bombarding Yang Guang's mind.
Yu Shiji couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he saw Yang Guang, the majestic Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, sitting there dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Empress Xiao also noticed Yang Guang's strangeness, her eyes moved, and she whispered softly.
Yang Guang, who had come back to his senses, took a deep breath and patted Queen Xiao's hand. At this moment, as if someone had revealed his thoughts, he stood up and walked to Yu Shiqing to urge her.
"I'm fine, Yu Qing. Write it down quickly. I want to see what Yang Qian's "Wang Jiangnan" looks like."
When Yu Shiji saw the emperor like this, he also knew in his heart that Yang Qian's words had indeed touched the most lingering weakness in the heart of the emperor of the Sui Dynasty.
As Yu Shiji's strokes fell on the rice paper, Yang Guang seemed to see a black and white ink painting gradually unfolding in front of his eyes.
He saw a face that was blurred, but it must be a charming and stunning Jiangnan woman. She had finished washing herself, her eyebrows were painted in red, and her makeup was light and elegant.
Then I climbed up to the Wangjiang Pavilion alone, leaned against the railing, and gazed at the vast river surface. The sailboats were facing the river wind, and gradually passed before my eyes. Thousands of boats passed by, and they drifted away from Wangjiang Tower...
The longed-for lover never showed up. The sun had already set in the west, and the afterglow fell on the river, which was long and graceful.
The pain of longing and the desire to express my heart are all lingering in the Bai Pingzhou head by the river...
"After washing up, I am leaning against the Wangjiang Tower alone. There are thousands of sails, and the water is slanting and flowing. The heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou..." Empress Xiao also came to the case at some point, chanting in a low voice, unknowingly.
, then his eyes turned red.
Yu Shiji had already stopped writing, but he did not dare to disturb the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, who was looking at the "Wang Jiangnan" on the rice paper infatuatedly, but his soul had wandered to nowhere.
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After a long time, Yang Guang let out a long sigh leisurely, stood with his hands behind his hands, and sighed.
"The person who knows my heart is Yang Qian..."
Empress Xiao turned her face away, wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and then said with some annoyance, "This young man, who has just received the crown ceremony, can write such sad and pathos poems to stir people's hearts."
"If I were older, would it be okay?"
When Yang Guang heard Empress Xiao's half-joking and half-serious words, he couldn't help laughing heartily and hit his forehead.
"Zitong's words are reasonable. Fortunately, he has already made a marriage arrangement with the beautiful and unconventional Lady Li Sanni. I am afraid that even if all the women in the world miss Yang Xiaolangjun, they will not dare to set foot in Baidu.
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Empress Xiao lightly punched Yang Guang's arm. "Your Majesty is the emperor, so it's better to be careful with your words."
Yang Guang was in a very relaxed mood and started laughing with Empress Xiao.
"Haha, okay, I'll be careful what I say, so as not to make Yang Qian unhappy and stop writing poems to me, which will ruin everything."
Picking up the rice paper and looking at the "Looking at Jiangnan" on it, Yang Guang couldn't help but shook his head. "I look at Jiangnan, and Jiangnan looks at me..."
"After reading this, I really wish I could stop my northern patrol right now and turn the ship around to look south of the Yangtze River."
"Your Majesty, am I right?" Only then did Yu Shiji speak with a smile.
Yang Guang nodded solemnly, shook the copy of "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River" in his hand, and spoke with great pride.
"This is a masterpiece that is the best in the world. If I am not the leader, I am afraid that even the world's literati and elegant people will not agree to it."
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