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Chapter 592: There is everything in the dream

In the evening, after returning home and having dinner, looking at the sky full of stars, Li Mu moved a deck chair and placed it on the terrace on the second floor. He also asked Xiao Chan to make a pot of tea, and sipped the tea while blowing the warm warm wind.

While admiring the starry sky.

On the other side, Xiaochan and several other girls were playing backgammon with great joy.

Through the window, Li Mu also saw Su Tan'er's figure. Under the dim light, she seemed to be flipping through the account books, frowning from time to time.

Li Mu suddenly felt that Su Tan'er was not easy either.

The situation of the Su family is actually quite complicated. There are three lines in this generation of the Su family: the eldest Su Boyong; the second eldest Su Zhongkan; and the third eldest Su Yunfang. Each of them is in charge of a business.

Now that the old lady Su Yu is still here, it seems that the situation is still like brothers and sisters, but the further you look at it, the more unbearable it becomes.

Who makes these third-generation children, the only daughter of the boss Su Boyong, Su Tan'er, act tepidly, but are quite outstanding in various methods, and have the style of a general, which can be cultivated.

But there is no way that the other two wives would subdue a woman and be willing to do so. It would be fine if Old Madam Su was suppressing her, but if she doesn't wait, there will inevitably be a big commotion.

Grandpa Su could only let Su Tan'er get in touch with business in advance. He allocated some of the properties managed by Su Boyong to Su Tan'er. On the one hand, it was for training, and on the other hand, it allowed her to take over the resources of her father Su Boyong in advance and form her own power.

In the future, even if the other two companies are dissatisfied, they will be able to use the general trend to suppress and integrate the two companies' industries.

Such expectations and heavy burdens made Su Tan'er work harder.

It was hard for Li Mu to persuade her, but Su Taner had her persistence and hard work, and she did a good job.

On the other hand, in the eyes of outsiders, he is still a weakling with no ambitions.

In the blink of an eye, it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival.

During the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, the Su family naturally holds a banquet. The entire Su family, from the master to the steward, servants, maids, and nursing home, there are hundreds of people, all gathered together to participate in this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

The Eight Immortals table alone filled several large courtyards, with children running around, shouting, greetings and chatting. In order not to delay watching the lantern show at night, the banquet had already begun before the sun set.

The atmosphere became more and more lively, torches and lanterns were lit, it was getting dark, and there were people playing guessing games, joking, and all kinds of sounds.

However, since the banquet started early, it came to an end soon after dark.

After the banquet was over and the servants were cleaning up, Su Tan'er and other juniors accompanied Old Madam Su to enjoy the moonlight, chatting about household matters and saying some pleasant words.

Although Grandpa Su was over seventy years old, he was still in good health. When he saw Li Mu and Su Tan'er, he also said a few words, "You will support each other in the future."

Afterwards, the Su family's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was over, and everyone went to their own places to go to appointments or enjoy lanterns.

A few people returned to the small building to tidy up, and then started to set off.

The carriage has been prepared a long time ago, but fortunately the space is large enough for Li Mu, Su Tan'er, Xiao Chan and several other girls to sit together.

After leaving Su's house, the streets were already crowded with people. They must have had dinner like them, and people were pouring out of every house in the streets and alleys.

The road is already covered with lanterns, like strings of bright pearls at night, and there are endless vendors and hawkers shouting loudly. There are also acrobatic performers, drums and gongs, and dragon and lion dance teams passing by.

Everyone was in high spirits and it was a prosperous feast.

Even the business of each brothel is booming, and the slightly famous brothel girls also have places to go. From time to time, there is news of a certain poetry gathering, and news that a certain young man has a new work, and then a certain famous prostitute takes this on the spot.

Recite a poem.

When Li Mu and the others went out, major poetry gatherings had already begun. Many poems of good quality had been hung up and recited loudly in various brothels and various gathering places.

The carriage passed by, and the lively scene outside the window made a few little girls shout and scream from time to time.

When we arrived near Wuyi Alley, there were even more people in front of us. A group of people beating gongs, drums, and dancing dragons happened to pass by, so that the carriage could pull over first to avoid this wave of people.

In the noisy crowd, someone held up a piece of rice paper and ran into the brothel next to him, shouting.

"Lichuan Poetry Society, Liu Gongzi's new poems about bamboo..."

Soon, in the brothel, the voice of a woman reciting "Ode to Bamboo" could be heard, and there were also a lot of faint applause.

After half a cup of tea, the crowds finally became less crowded, and the carriage slowly arrived at the busiest Confucius Temple.

This area is definitely one of the most prosperous places in the entire Jiangning City. The streets facing the Qinhuai River are more elegant and beautiful than other places, and the shops are more upscale.

At this time, there were street lights on both sides of the road, so it was naturally very lively.

The Puyuan Poetry Club's six-boat boat cruises on the river near here, which is a good place to get on the boat.

A few people got off the carriage, walked around nearby, looked at the lanterns for a while, and then found a steward of the Pu family who specially welcomed guests here, and handed them their name cards.

A small boat was quickly arranged, and it sailed lightly off the shore amid the lights, rowing towards the huge boat in the middle of the river.

After boarding the big ship, it became even more lively. Various lanterns, various dance performances, talents, beauties, and famous prostitutes sang.

The poetry meeting is naturally not a group of people simply reading poems there. The Pu family spent a lot of thought and prepared many programs.

A few people walked around on the boat. After Su Tan'er said hello to the familiar people, she chose a table to sit down. The table was filled with all kinds of exquisite fruits and foods. Li Mu and Su Tan'er sat in front,

Xiaochan and the other three girls were behind, laughing and making a fuss, so happy.

At gatherings like this, men and women are usually separated, but the Pu family invites mostly businessmen, usually couples with their families, and they also have to talk about business in the middle, which is not that elaborate.

Just after sitting for a while, Su Tan'er handed some of Su Tan'er's handkerchiefs to her to say hello, and she walked over with a smile to chat and joke with the little sisters.

After watching the performance for a while, someone finally couldn't help but start writing poetry.

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Next, many people who wanted to make a name for themselves took out their masterpieces for everyone to appreciate.

The Puyuan Poetry Club is quite good in this respect. When it first opened in the early years, it had to buy poems to cope with one or two things. As its reputation has grown, it is no longer necessary to buy poems.

Once you are famous and willing to spend money, you can always invite a few talented people to come over and write a few good poems to stand out. Although it is not as good as the most famous Zhishui Poetry Club and Lichuan Poetry Club, it is already good.

In this way, time passed quickly while listening to poems and watching performances. Li Mu stretched himself and was a little tired of staying on the boat. He might as well go for a walk on the shore, where the atmosphere might be better.

He turned around and whispered to Su Tan'er. Su Tan'er probably also wanted to go shopping on the street, so she nodded in agreement.

The two of them got up with a few little girls. After taking only two steps, Xue Jin and several other young masters also came in, waving folding fans.

Seeing Li Mu, Xue Jin rolled his eyes and greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother Ning, are you leaving?"

Li Mu smiled and said, "We've been on the ship for a long time. Let's go shopping on the street and look at the lanterns."

Xue Jin said loudly: "Let's go now, Brother Ning. I've heard that you have great talent. It's a pity to leave so early."

As he said that, he looked around: "Brother Ning, what's the big deal tonight..."

Seeing no one answered, he didn't. He felt happy and made a gesture to the person next to him.

The man was very sensible and said with a smile: "Mr. Xue may have seen the wrong thing this time. This Mr. Ning..." He shook his head.

Xue Jinyi said righteously: Impossible, don't talk nonsense, I know Brother Ning's great talent. The Su family selected Brother Ning after thousands of choices, how could he be that kind of idiot..."

He wanted to say that he was a fool, but he looked like he was caring about Li Mu's face and half-said.

Li Mu watched his performance quietly. The specially refined qi had been there for some time and had already taken effect.

Xue Jin seems to be fine on the outside, but his vitality has long been severely damaged. After more than a month, the condition will further deteriorate and the symptoms will be fully revealed. At that time...

Xue Jin looked at Li Mu, who had a calm expression, and became even more angry. See how I can dig a big hole for you and make you embarrassed. He had already heard that Ning Yi usually studied hard and had nothing to learn.

The smile on his face became even brighter, and he looked at Li Mu with a sincere expression: "Brother Ning, they actually look at you like this. I know your great talent. I must show my hand today and let them see what is real."

Talent?"

With that said, without waiting for Li Mu to answer, he said to the boy beside him: "Why don't you hurry up and prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones so that everyone can take a look at Brother Ning's masterpiece."

To be honest, Xue Jin's performance was not very technical, and his expressions were a bit exaggerated. However, there were many people who were displeased with his status as a son-in-law, or who were unhappy with him marrying Su Tan'er.

At that moment, many people began to cheer and agree.

Xiaochan said angrily: "Uncle, they..."

Su Tan'er also showed a worried look. She felt that her husband must be talented, but she was not sure. She was not afraid of losing some face, but she was afraid that Li Mu, a grown man, would not be able to bear it if he lost face.

Li Mu smiled helplessly, "I didn't want to show off, but you have to let me get the limelight."

Gong Gonggong said: "Since Brother Xue and you are so kind, I have a song here."

Xue Jin thought his plan had succeeded and was overjoyed when he heard this: "Brother Ning, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready here, please..."

Li Mu smiled and was not polite. He walked over and everyone immediately gathered around him. Some were looking at the joke, while others wanted to see what his talents were.

Li Mu picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and first wrote the four words "Shui Diao Ge Tou".

This title is not unusual. The song "Shui Diao" was composed by Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty. It is said that "Emperor Yang dug the Bian River and made his own "Shui Diao Song".

In the Tang Dynasty, "Shui Tiao" became a famous song that has been sung for a long time. Wang Changling wrote "Listening to the Flowing Man's Water Tune"; Bai Juyi wrote "Listening to the Water Tune".

The name of the word brand is ordinary, but Li Mu's calligraphy makes everyone's eyes shine. Such iron hook and silver painting, large and ingenious, full of muscles and flesh, has its own style, and even reveals a hint of everyone's style.

With just this handwriting, no one dares to laugh at me even if what I write is just a little bit worse.

Follow Li Mu's pen and keep reading, some people even read it aloud.

When will the bright moon come?

Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know the palace in heaven,

What year is it today?

I want to ride the wind back home,

I am also afraid of beautiful buildings and beautiful buildings,

It's extremely cold at high places.



After a few short sentences were read out, the audience was immediately speechless, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone has some ability to appreciate poetry more or less. Ordinary poetry is just fine. Maybe the skill is still shallow and I can't distinguish between good and bad.

But if it reaches a certain height, the good and bad are still clearly visible.

Just listen to when the bright moon will come and ask the blue sky for wine. I have already noticed the ethereal, grand and far-reaching artistic conception of this poem.

At this time, the literary world was flourishing, and all kinds of poetry inevitably pursued complexity and exhaustive changes.

Even if it is a poem about the moon, it would be best if the word "month" does not even appear.

The beginning of this water melody song is about when the bright moon will appear. With the next sentence, the artistic conception unfolds in an instant. When it reaches the palace in the sky, the artistic conception of the poem naturally and unobtrusively changes from the gurgling stream to the mountain water.

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Then I wanted to ride the wind back, turning the entire first half of the artistic conception into an atmosphere like a rushing river. It was ethereal without any smell of fireworks. In just a few sentences, I painted a fairy palace scene that makes people yearn for it.

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Wait for Li Mu to continue writing and finish writing in one go.

Turn around the Zhu Pavilion and look down at the Qihu. The light will make you sleepless.

There shouldn't be any hatred, why will things last forever when we say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.

This matter is difficult to solve in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.

The scene was even more silent.

It seemed like a long time passed. Xue Jin swallowed and whispered: "Brother Ning, did you write this?" He really couldn't believe that if Ning Yi was so talented, wouldn't it be bad to take the imperial examination if he had this talent? Who would marry him?

ah!

Li Mu smiled: "This was written by a Taoist named Dongpo."

Xue Jin was overjoyed and laughed loudly: "It turns out that it was not written by you, Brother Ning, but by a Taoist priest. I said, how could you..." Shang shut up again mid-sentence.

However, the people around him couldn't help but show surprised expressions at this time.

Someone asked out of curiosity: "Master Dongpo, how come I haven't heard of him? He shouldn't be an unknown person who can write such a masterpiece."

Xue Jin walked up to Li Mu and said as if he was doing your best, "Brother Ning, I'm not telling you, just don't write if you can't write it, but you actually copied it directly. It's really... ugh!"

As he spoke, he shook his head and asked casually: "I wonder where Master Dongpo is, and where did Brother Ning hear this poem?"

Li Mu smiled and said: "I don't know either, I just dreamed about it."

Xue Jin opened his mouth wide: "Dream...I dreamed of it." Others were equally surprised.

Li Mu said: "Yes! Once I dreamed about a Taoist priest named Dongpo. I heard him say this poem and remembered it. This time Brother Xue couldn't refuse his kindness, so he borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha."

Everyone looked at each other in silence, and even said that they dreamed about it in a dream. Isn’t this what you wrote?

When we were children, we believed that gods would come into our dreams.

Li Muchong bowed his hands to everyone: "I won't disturb everyone's enjoyment, and I'll say goodbye!"

After saying that, he led the surprised Su Tan'er and a few little girls and walked away.


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