After listening to their conversation, Xiangfei'er seemed to be covering her lips with a chuckle, and suddenly said in a sweet voice: "That little lady, I have thanked you for now. I will write two poems about them now. You can make one of your poems."
, the poems you write can only be admitted to the pavilion if they meet the requirements of the subject matter at the same time. If not, it is only the fault of the little girl that she has no chance to meet you."
"Miss Xiang'er, please give me the question!"
"Questions please!"
"Please advise..."
For a moment, everyone present couldn't wait to speak out.
"Well, gentlemen, please listen carefully!" The charming voice came from the palace again, "The first theme is to write a short poem based on the characteristics and changes of the four seasons of 'spring, summer, autumn and winter'.
The second poem is a poem using the four scenes of "wind, moon, mountains and water"."
After everyone heard this, they didn't have time to think about it.
Feng Jue already smiled and said: "The water breeze flows in spring, the hot wind controls the summer heat, the autumn wind shakes the leaves, and the cold wind roars. These four wind quatrains, I wonder if they are in line with Miss Xiang'er's wishes?"
After the wind was sold out, everyone suddenly realized: "Yes, the spring breeze refers to the water scenery in spring, the hot wind controls the summer weather, and the autumn wind blows the leaves, which also refers to the scene of falling leaves in autumn.
, the cold wind roars, and it personifies winter, but these are nothing. What is even more amazing is that in this poem, after talking about it, it is inseparable from the word "wind", which is "wind".
Having his own name embedded in it, this kind of talent is truly astonishing."
Everyone paused, then heard Xiang Fei'er suddenly sigh and say: "Okay, I have long heard that Yu-faced Feng Jue is known as a 'ghost'. When I saw him today, it really opened my eyes to this little girl. Mr. Feng, please come in."
Feng Jue laughed loudly and was about to go in. Yanchaomu sneered and said, "Why are you so anxious? It won't be too late for everyone to go in together after listening to my poems."
Feng Jueleng looked at Yanchao Mu and stopped immediately. He wanted to see what kind of poem this guy could hardly compose.
After a moment of silence, Yanchao Mu said: "Wind and rain from all directions, corrupting the cold, mocking the wind and the moon, killing the scenery!"
After everyone heard this, some people suddenly burst into laughter and cheered.
The fat man didn't understand the meaning of the poem at first, and wondered: "Brother Ye, why are they laughing? Could it be that his poems are not good, but why should they be praised?"
Ye Fan suppressed his smile and said: "How could it be bad? It's absolutely amazing!"
The fat man was even more confused and said: "His poems are so good, so why are you laughing?"
Ye Fan said: "Wind and rain from all directions bring down the cold, mock the wind and the moon, and kill the scenery. This poem is composed of four idioms with the word "wind". It not only implies the changes of the four seasons, but also connects them end to end. It also connects what kind of wind
Jue scolded me like crazy, you said this kind of poetry can make people stop laughing, why don’t you applaud!"
At this time, Feng Jue's face turned blue and white, and he glared at Yanchaomu with anger in his eyes. The atmosphere became heated again. Only now did he know why Yanchaomu wanted him to stay and listen to his poetry.
.
"Okay, please invite Young Master Yanchao Mu and Young Master Feng Jue to enter the pavilion!" At this time, Xiang Fei'er seemed to be suppressing a smile and said.
"I would like to express my gratitude to the friend who gave me the poem just now. This poem is a relief." Yan Chaomu suddenly burst into laughter and walked into the palace first. Everyone who stayed behind looked at each other, wondering if the poem just now was not
It was done by Yanchao Mu himself, but by someone else.
When Feng Jue heard this, he glanced coldly at everyone present, as if he wanted to find out the 'culprit' of this poem, but seeing that everyone's faces were full of doubts, he snorted coldly, followed closely, and left.
Entered the palace.
Next, I saw dozens of young masters rushing to present poems to the palace and enter the palace. But Fatty Leng became more and more anxious as he watched. The more anxious he became, the more confused he became. This guy was used to eating, drinking and having fun. At this time,
What kind of poetry can I write?
There were beads of sweat on the tip of his nose. Suddenly he saw Ye Fan's leisurely look. His heart moved and he hurriedly patted Ye Fan and said, "Brother Ye, can you give me a poem?"
Ye Fan looked at Fatty Leng with a half-smile, and suddenly whispered a few words.
Fatty Leng was still listening stupidly before, but in the end, his eyes became brighter and brighter. As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, Fatty suddenly changed his clothes, put his hands behind his back, and pretended to think hard.
Suddenly he said in a deep voice: "Jiangcheng is like a painting, with dawn in the mountains and a clear sky. Rain is caught in the mirror, and rainbows fall on the twin bridges. The crowds are cold and the oranges and pomelos are in the autumn colors. The old sycamore trees. Whoever misses the North Tower, I will thank you in the wind."
"I will compose a poem about four scenes to say hello to Miss Xiang'er." The fat man said loudly after showing off his gesture.
"Damn, the poems of Li Bai, the poet of the Tang Dynasty, are really ruined when they come out of the mouth of this fat guy!" Ye Fan cursed in his heart but also said funnyly.
"The river city is like a painting, the mountains look at dawn in the clear sky. The rain is caught in the mirror, and the rainbow falls on the two bridges..." A pleasant female voice came, crisp and gentle, as if telling the girl's thoughts, soft and gentle, conveying the poetic meaning in this poem.
, expressed vividly.
"Is this poem really written by the young master? This is the first time Xiang'er has heard such a beautiful poem!" At this time, Xiang Fei'er read the poem. The sound of the poem was harmonious and the meaning was particularly meaningful. There seemed to be an indescribable feeling.
Feelings are integrated into the realm of this poem.
The originally noisy crowd here became extremely quiet after hearing the fat man read this poem. They had no idea that the fat man had such a talent.
Xiang Feier read this poem again, as if she was still immersed in that beautiful realm and had not thought about it for a long time.
Fatty Leng didn't expect that this poem would make such a big splash. After being stunned, he came back to his senses, his face was full of joy, and then he looked back at Ye Fan, with a look of shock on his face again.
, this poem was told to him by Ye Fan. Doesn't this mean that this brother is more of a 'ghost' than that 'ghost' Feng Jue?
Even Prince Tianlong, who had been standing there without making any movement, was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself. After a long time, he took a meaningful look at the fat man and sighed: "I heard you write a poem today, and I realized that we
I really underestimated you before."
"Don't dare, don't dare, hehe!!" Fatty Leng laughed and glanced at Prince Tianlong, and then took a peek at Ye Fan. Seeing that he still had a faint smile on his face, he also stepped into the palace.
Next, Prince Tianlong took out a piece of golden paper, and the rays of light connected the dots on his fingers to form words one by one. After a while, he ordered his subordinates to hand the paper directly to the girl beside him.
The girl took the paper and looked at it, a look of surprise flashed across her face, and then she nodded, indicating that Prince Tianlong could go in.
Many people may not understand Prince Tianlong's move, but Ye Fan guessed a thing or two.
This Prince Tianlong had been silent and silent before, probably because he wanted to write a poem that would impress his sister-in-law at the end so that he could stand out.
But now, Fatty Leng got Ye Fan's voice transmission and told Li Shixian's peerless poem. Naturally, Prince Tianlong had no more drama to sing. Therefore, even the poem he had been preparing, he was afraid to read it out loud to the public at this moment.
Presumably he was afraid that others would see his original intention.
Although he knew this, these thoughts only passed away in Ye Fan's mind. He had no intention of wasting on such trivial matters.
Following the flow of people, he pieced together a poem about the scenery and mixed it into the palace.
This palace is very large, clean and quiet, and the scent of sandalwood lingers in the palace. As soon as you enter, you will be refreshed.
The walls around the palace are covered with calligraphy and paintings. With Ye Fan's perspective of studying hard in the Holy Academy for a year, he can see that these calligraphy and paintings are the calligraphy of famous talents in the world.
I heard that Xiang Feier was famous all over the world, and I read some poems, just to fool the world, and to promote my identity, but I never thought that I would actually have contacts with so many famous people. Ye Fan had more or less thoughts in his mind that he started for himself.
I feel ashamed of myself.
At this time, Feng Jue, Yanchao Mu, Tianlong Prince and others who had come in earlier were all looking at the calligraphy and paintings in front of the wall, all with gentle and elegant expressions.
Ye Fan was looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall one after another. He suddenly saw Fatty Leng looking a little sad, staring at a calligraphy and painting on the wall unintentionally. Ye Fan walked over slowly and said: "Fat man, what's wrong with you?"
Suddenly hearing Ye Fan's voice, the fat man turned around quickly, with a smile on his face, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, you have come in. I thought you wouldn't come in. If that's the case, then later
, Fatty, I will be really embarrassed."
"How embarrassing?" Ye Fan asked doubtfully, "How embarrassing?"
The fat man looked around suspiciously, and then whispered in Ye Fan's ear, "As soon as I entered the palace just now, Xiang Feier secretly sent a message to me alone, saying that he admired my knowledge and wanted to invite me to go there.
Let’s study some knowledge together.”
Ye Fan rolled his eyes and said hehe, "If that's the case, it's a great thing. Why are you still frowning and grimacing?"
The fat man smiled bitterly and said: "Although it has been my dream to face Xiang Fei'er alone for many years, I am very clear about myself. When I write poems and lyrics, I am afraid that Xiang Fei'er will see through it within a moment.
Kicked out!"
"If it's this business, it's really difficult!" Although Ye Fan said so on the surface, he was also a little confused in his heart.
The poem I passed on to the fat man was originally intended to help him, but now it seems to have had the opposite effect.
The two sat and chatted for a while, then a maid came to the fat man and said, "Mr. Leng, my young lady has invited you."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jue, Yanchao Mu, Prince Tianlong and others got up one after another and wanted to follow, but the maid stopped them and said: "My young lady said, please wait here for a while, waiting for her to talk to you."
After Master Leng finishes our conversation, he will invite you in."
"What... I'm the only one who can go in!" Upon hearing this, Fatty Leng stood up and exclaimed. He could fit a large egg in his mouth.
On that day, this damn fat man got an advantage, so there was no need to show off like this. At this moment, everyone had the idea of swarming up and hacking him to death.
Suddenly feeling the murderous aura in the air, the fat man shuddered. In order to clarify the truth in his mind, he hurriedly said: "Miss Xiang'er just likes to tell jokes. I think we should go together!"
This was really what Fatty said in his heart, but once it entered other people's ears, the taste changed.
The murderous aura in the air was getting heavier and heavier, and suddenly feeling that something was not right in the atmosphere, the fat man quickly changed his words: "Since the lady sincerely invites you, it is difficult to reject her kindness. If I don't go, it would be too ignorant of practice. Little Ye Zi, you and me
Let me go together, young master." Fatty Leng winked at Ye Fan.
"Little Ye Zi?" Upon hearing this, Ye Fan felt a chill in his heart. He wanted to jump up and get flattened. Even if this damn fat man treats him as a follower, there is no need to call him 'Little Ye Zi'. This is the palace compound.
, the title of those without roots.
The maid glanced at Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Is this person a servant of Mr. Leng?"
"Yes, yes," the fat man hurriedly agreed: "This is my servant, let him follow me and learn from Miss Xiang'er, so that he can help me with some things."
The maid rolled her eyes and said, "In this case, it's not feasible, but there is one condition."
Next to him, Ye Fan was depressed and wanted to express his feelings, but on the surface he still showed a faint smile. Although he didn't say anything, he was thinking about how to settle things with Fatty Leng after he went out. This guy actually treated him as a house slave.
Fatty Leng didn't think so much for a moment. He was dizzy with anxiety. Without Ye Fan, he couldn't handle Xiang Fei'er alone. Only Ye Fan could follow him. When he heard that the maid said there was only one condition,
He hurriedly asked: "What are the conditions?"
The maid said: "Four don'ts: first, don't talk too much, second, don't glance around, third, don't make a sound while walking, and fourth, don't raise your head unless my lady tells you to."
"Damn it, this four is too challenging. I just came here to visit a brothel, but his grandma made it look like he went to the heaven to meet the saint." Ye Fan didn't even think about it, and said loudly: "No..."
As soon as the word "bu" came out of his mouth, the fat man covered his mouth.
"This pair of master and servant is so interesting!" The maid covered her mouth and chuckled: "Master Leng, please come with me!"
The fat man turned around and whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "Boss, let me beg you. Your boss will feel aggrieved. Fatty, I will compensate you afterwards."
Ye Fan rolled his eyes helplessly and the fat man followed the maid into a room on the second floor. The two sat in the room for a while, and then a maid came to invite the fat man Leng and said: "Mr. Leng, please come this way."
Seeing the fat man walking in front, Ye Fan thought for a moment and wanted to follow him, but the maid stopped him and said, "My lady said, Mr. Lin, please wait here."
Ye Fan was startled by these words. Although he didn't want to go, he felt a little unhappy when he saw that Xiang Feier looked down on him so much and didn't give him face. He thought, "What are you pulling? I'll wait for your lady to see you later."
When I am here, I may not necessarily go to see her."
Seeing that Ye Fan was still blocked here, and that he had to face the learned and talented girl of heaven alone, Fatty Leng had no choice but to grimace, use up the power, and gritted his teeth to enter.
Ye Fan saw the fat man's expression as if he was sacrificing his life for righteousness, and he smiled in his heart. When this guy started reciting the poem, wasn't he quite cool? Why now, it feels like he is going to the execution ground? Is that Xiang Fei'er really there?
So terrible.
Ye Fan couldn't understand and didn't want to think about it. It was a bit boring for him to sit here alone.
After taking a few sips of the fragrant tea given by the maid, she suddenly became elegant, looked at the sky, and said slowly: "Don't try to chase me, it's too biased to chase me. I am a willow in Qujiang Linchi, and this person broke that person."
Love for a while!"
After finishing reciting the song "Wang Jiangnan" (text to a Dunhuang tune), I was about to move around when I heard a woman's voice coming from the back room: "This man broke that man's arm, and we fell in love for a while! Mr. Ye, this is how you look at me."
Of?"
Hearing this voice, Ye Fan was slightly startled. He turned halfway and looked around, but he saw that there was suddenly an extra person in the room.