Qionghua Tower is a famous flower tower in Lin'an City. Although the country is currently at war, most places in China are suffering from famines, and people are in dire straits. But in Lin'an City, just like Shanghai at night at that time, there is still no such kind of national destruction.
The sense of urgency of family death.
Near Qionghua Tower, there are also flower towers. This street is called Flower Street. Flower Street is lively at night, and it can be said that it is brightly lit.
What Chen Yang found interesting was that in later generations, when a man went to a place like the Flower House, it was like being a thief. But in this feudal era, visiting the Flower House was an elegant thing. Among the Flower Houses,
There are many anecdotes about romantic young men, and it is also a piece of elegant talk.
When Chen Yang, Bai Suzhen and the two daughters of the Han family arrived, Xu Xuan, the number one scholar, was waiting outside the flower building. As soon as Bai Suzhen came down, he immediately greeted them.
Mr. Xu, dressed in a blue silk gown and a square scarf, looked like a jade tree in the wind, handsome and suave. What was even more rare was that he had an extraordinary bearing. As soon as he stepped forward, he clasped his fists and said, "Miss Bai, can you today?"
Coming to our poetry gathering really makes the whole Qionghua Tower shine!"
Bai Suzhen seemed to be the only one in his heart and eyes.
Bai Suzhen took a step back and said, "Mr. Xu is joking. Bai Suzhen is just a rough guy and knows nothing about poetry. I came here today with the two young ladies."
Xu Xuan seemed to have noticed the two ladies of the Han family, so he stepped forward to say hello.
How could Han Xue and Han Rong resist people like Xu Xuan? The two women's faces were slightly red and they returned the favor.
Chen Yang gave the horse to the servant to take away. He also smiled when he stepped forward and said: "Today's poetry meeting will definitely see Mr. Xu's peerless style. I'm really looking forward to it."
Xu Xuan glanced at Chen Yang. He was a good man. He smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, you have given me a reward."
Chen Yang laughed and said: "This is not a reward. I admire your literary talents very much."
Xu Xuan smiled slightly, he was quite proud of this.
Afterwards, everyone went inside.
Chen Yang was very doubtful about Xu Xuan's life experience. He also discussed this issue with Bai Suzhen.
That is, with Xu Xuan's family background, there is no reason to train such a young master.
It is clear that only a magician family can cultivate such a talent. Where did Xu Xuan learn this kind of cultivation?
Bai Suzhen said: "Perhaps, Mr. Xu Xuan is the reincarnation of a certain god. This is impossible to say. However, Mr. Xu has always been on the side of Han Gong, so he is not our enemy. He
The origin is a mystery, but we don’t need to pursue it.”
"That's true!" Chen Yang said.
From Bai Suzhen's words, Chen Yang also learned something.
That is, there are four great princes in the Southern Song Dynasty today. They are Zhuo Tianzhong, the prince of Jinling, Xu Xuan, the prince of Lin'an, Kou Xuan, the prince of Nanyang, and Xu Fu, the prince of Beiyang.
These four young masters are the four most talented men in the world today. Among the four young masters, Jinling Young Master Zhuo Tianzhong is the most powerful. Second is Lin'an Young Master Xu Xuan.
After Xu Xuan became the No. 1 Duke, his reputation was on par with Zhuo Tianzhong's.
The Qionghua Tower was extremely lively and crowded with people.
The first floor is for ordinary guests, and the second floor is where the poetry meeting is. The interior has been decorated with flowers and brocades.
Orchestral strings, silk and bamboo, bursts of wonderful music, fragrant winds dancing, colorful lamps, and wine. Many dignitaries have arrived, and the host of today's poetry meeting is Xu Xuan.
Everyone was waiting for Xu Xuan's arrival, and they also knew that Xu Xuan went out to greet the two rich ladies of the Han family. But few people knew that Xu Xuan was actually just here to welcome Bai Suzhen's arrival.
Chen Yang and others followed Xu Xuan to the second floor, where many young men and dignitaries stood up to greet him. Xu Xuan responded calmly, chatting and laughing, and his magnanimity and demeanor could not help but dazzle some girls.
Afterwards, the poetry meeting began soon.
Xu Xuan first raised his glass and said: "Thank you all brothers and ladies for coming to our poetry meeting tonight. I will do it first as a token of respect."
Everyone also raised their glasses. Xu Xuan then said: "The world's national affairs, now, in Lin'an City, we can still drink such fine wine and enjoy such spring scenery. But there are continuous wars in the north, and many hot-blooded men are fighting for
We are fighting for the safety of the Song Dynasty. Here, I offer a glass of wine to the soldiers!"
Everyone was affected by Xu Xuan's words, and they toasted together. In the end, the wine was spilled to the north.
Xu Xuan then began to think about it again, and then wrote poetry.
Since it is a poetry meeting, there is no need to compose poetry.
"Ji Su Lin Jiang vowed to destroy the Jin Dynasty, and the army of ten thousand swallowed the sea with anger. Just try to throw yourself across the natural chasm and cross the whip. If you don't believe that the Central Plains is not named Zhao!"
The whole place was silent.
Xu Xuan's feelings and emotions are all rendered in this poem, which is sad and tragic, making people feel heroic again.
"Okay!" After a long while, everyone cheered in unison.
In such Lin'an City, Xu Xuan vividly expressed his compassion as a poet.
Chen Yang had to admit that Xu Xuan did a very good job with this poem. He couldn't have done it anyway.
Bai Suzhen also showed approval.
After Xu Xuan finished the poem, the talented girl Murong Yun also said: "Mr. Xu cherishes his family and country and loves poetry. Can I frame this poem in my room?"
Xu Xuan smiled slightly and said: "This poem is not suitable to be placed in a girl's boudoir. If Murong likes it, I can give the girl a poem as a gift."
Murong Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "That's great."
Xu Xuan immediately ordered someone to grind the ink, and then began to look at Murong Yun. Murong Yun was really kind-hearted, so she looked at Xu Xuan with a smile, without showing any timidity.
Chen Yang sighed with emotion and said to himself: "The land of China is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers! In this small land of fireworks, there are also strange women."
Xu Xuan then made a big move.
"She is as pretty as a peach in three springs, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, as quiet as a delicate flower shining in the water, and in her movements as a weak willow supporting the wind."
This is not a rhyming poem, but in just a few sentences, it depicts Murong Yun's beauty and temperament.
When Xu Xuan takes action, he is certainly extraordinary. His reputation as a talented man is truly well-deserved.
Murong Yun's face suddenly glowed red, like a peach blossom.
Xu Xuan finished the calligraphy and handed it to the boy next to him. The boy then presented the calligraphy to Murong Yun.
Murong Yun accepted it and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Xu."
Xu Xuan smiled slightly.
Murong Yun continued: "The little girl heard that Mr. Xu was coming these days, so she embroidered a sachet with her own hands and reciprocated the favor. She also hoped that Mr. Xu would not despise the little girl's humble background."
Xu Xuan smiled heartily and said: "Thank you very much for Miss Murong's kindness. Miss Murong is both talented and beautiful. It is my honor, Xu Xuan's, to be given this gift by you!"
He then accepted Murong Yun's sachet.
These are all good stories above the scene, the Poetry Club is an elegant affair. Everyone has to give each other face, and the scene must be full of flowers no matter what.
Then, many young men wrote poems. There were also girls who added fragrance to their red sleeves, which was very lively. Of course, most of those poems were not very good, they just barely rhymed. Compared with Xu Xuan's level, they were all far behind.
It was also at this time that Xu Xuan suddenly thought of something and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
So, the whole place became quiet again, just to see what Young Master Xu had to say.
Xu Xuan stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand, and came to Chen Yang and Bai Suzhen. Chen Yang was originally accompanying the guests. He was drinking and eating fruits here, which was very comfortable. He also thought the wine was very delicious, as good as rice wine.
It's similar, but it's sweeter and purer than rice wine.
It feels a bit like vodka and cocktail. At this time, when Chen Yang saw Xu Xuan coming, his heart skipped a beat, Oh my God! Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan, are you not targeting me?
Having said that, Chen Yang can also understand.
Xu Xuan admires Bai Suzhen, but Bai Suzhen has been very close to him recently. If it were him, he couldn't help but attack his love rival in front of the beautiful lady!
"Mr. Chen..." Xu Xuan stepped forward and smiled.
Chen Yang secretly cursed that the weasel was giving New Year greetings to the rooster!
He also stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu."
Xu Xuan said: "Mr. Chen, Miss Bai is here, why don't we each write a poem for her? What do you think?"
Chen Yang waved his hand and said: "I am a rough man and not good at poetry. Mr. Xu, please don't embarrass me."
Bai Suzhen said calmly: "Mr. Xu, there are many distinguished guests here. Bai Suzhen is insignificant, so don't waste your time on me."
Xu Xuan's expression suddenly changed. Her words "Don't waste time on her" were a double entendre!
Xu Xuan's face turned gloomy, but he quickly covered up all negative emotions and said: "If anyone says that Miss Bai is insignificant here, I, Xu Xuan, will be the first to disobey. In my eyes, only Bai
Only a girl can be called the most beautiful in the world."
His words were tantamount to offending all the girls present.
But Xu Xuan has completely ignored it. He has his arrogance and grief. He is not a foolish and loyal minister, or a person who sticks to etiquette. He is stunningly beautiful... Young Master Lin'an, Xu Xuan!
He then turned around and came to the inkstone, swiping a brush.
"The east wind is evil, my feelings are weak, my heart is full of melancholy, full of despair, wrong, wrong, wrong!"
After he finished writing, he took a deep look at Bai Suzhen, and then said: "I, Xu Xuan, swear here today that I will never marry a girl who is not a Bai girl in my life. If I cannot marry a Bai girl, I will live alone all my life. If I violate this oath, Xu Xuan will
Thousands of arrows pierce your heart, and you will never be reincarnated!"
He was really cruel, and it was Bai Suzhen's ruthlessness that hurt his heart.
Afterwards, Xu Xuan turned around and left.
When everyone saw the calligraphy treasures he left behind, they couldn't help but admire his talent. It was really a sharp sword, and his talent was so impressive! And the despair and sadness in this poem also appeared vividly on the paper.
Xu Xuan completely confessed his love to Bai Suzhen.
The whole city began to recite this incident. Whether it is a good story or a bad fate, no one dares to say now.
But more often than not, the daughters of wealthy families privately thought that Dong Feng was evil, that they were weak in love, full of melancholy, full of abandonment, wrong, wrong, wrong time, but they couldn't help but fall in love with Xu Xuan.
