Marry Changle in Datang

Chapter 199

Changle listened to this poem, looked at Qin Wenyuan, and said with a smile: "Husband, I didn't expect that there are still people holding a poetry meeting here."

Qin Wenyuan didn't expect that when he went out for a boat trip, he would meet someone competing in poetry, but just looking at the boat over there was bright enough, and he looked like a rich kid, so it's no surprise that the people inside were writing poetry.

I just don't know how it compares to myself.

At this moment, these scholars were writing poems here with leisure and elegance. Qin Wenyuan looked at the boatman and said, "Boatman, please slow down."

"Understood, guest officer." The boatman said respectfully.

Qin Wenyuan looked at Changle and said, "Ma'am, I have nothing to do, why don't we listen to the poems written by these scholars together."

Chang Le smiled and said, "Okay, but Husband, I don't think their poems are as good as yours."

Although Changle said that he was not good at learning poems, he could understand whether the poems were good or bad.

This time, she heard some bad verses read out, looked at Qin Wenyuan, said with a slight smile: "Husband, listening to these verses, you really might as well guess the riddles of the lantern riddles."

Qin Wenyuan heard Chang Le's words and said with a smile: "Look, aren't you laughing at others?"

Chang Le smiled embarrassingly, and said: "Husband, you said this. I didn't mean to make fun of others at all. With my level, I can't make fun of others."

"However, since they dare to recite the poems aloud, they are confident in themselves. It is not too much for others to hear and comment, right?"

Qin Wenyuan looked at his wife's dexterity, and felt helpless, so he had no choice but to say: "Of course what Madam said is correct."

Changle looked at her husband's helpless expression, and secretly smiled, she really liked Qin Wenyuan doting on her, no matter what, she looked helpless.

On the other side, Li Zian, who arrived at the boat, kept reading, while Qin Wenyuan and Chang Le on the other side began to comment.

After Li Zian on the other side finished reading, he would also look at the crowd, asking them to indicate whether they supported the person who wrote the poem.

Li Zian looked at the people who raised their hands, counted the number of people and wrote the number under the poem.

In this way, you won't forget, and you can choose the one who won the first place faster and faster.

Li Zian picked up the last verse and read it to everyone.

When Jiang Tai heard the first sentence, he knew it was his own poem, and he felt a little anticipation in his heart.

Among so many poems, not all the people have raised their hands in agreement.

After Li Zian finished reading the poem, he also felt that this poem was the best among all the poems.

He looked at the name written on the bottom of the paper, and it was obvious that he was optimistic about Jiang Tai, and Li Zian was also somewhat satisfied.

He raised his head and looked at the crowd, and said, "Everyone, I have finished reading this verse below. May I ask who among you agrees with this verse?"

The voice fell.

All the people raised their hands, and they all felt that this verse was the best in the audience.

Li Zian smiled, looked at the crowd and said, "Well, I have finished reading the poem, and now the first name has been judged by everyone, and this first name is Mr. Jiang Taijiang."

At this time, Qin Wenyuan and Chang Le on the other side also finished listening to this poem.

Changle looked at Qin Wenyuan, recalled the previous poems, and thought about the poems given to him by her husband before, and said involuntarily: "Husband, it seems that only this one of these poems is better, but compared with you It's a far cry."

Qin Wenyuan heard Chang Le's praise, and said with a smile: "In Madam's eyes, am I that good?"

Chang Le listened to Qin Wenyuan's words, and said with a serious expression: "My husband is in my heart, so it is naturally top-notch, let alone other things, just writing poems, I think what my husband writes about love is absolutely No worse than them."

Qin Wenyuan listened to Chang Le's words, scratched the tip of Chang Le's nose, looked at Chang Le, and said: "My husband is so powerful in your eyes, so naturally I will show it to my wife and those scholars in the end."

After hearing Qin Wenyuan's words, Changle began to look forward to it.

On the other boat, after listening to Li Zian's words, everyone said to Jiang Tai, "Young Master Jiang is really talented, and his literary and ink styles are all excellent. We are really willing to bow down!"

"That's right, the poems are ingenious, not to mention Mr. Jiang was the first to hand in the poems."

"That's right, being able to write such good poems in such a short period of time seems to be due to Brother Jiang Tai's profound writing skills."

"Brother Jiang Tai's writing is so good, it will definitely be famous and famous through the ages."

Although there are some elements of praise in these words, Jiang Tai is the one who wrote the best among all the people present.

But at this time, Jiang Tai was also a little elated by everyone's praise, and he was also full of pride in his heart.

On the other side, Chang Le looked at the opposite boat, and a group of people were talking about something, and laughter came from time to time, and it seemed that they had finished reading aloud.

Looking at this scene, Changle immediately turned his head to look at Qin Wenyuan, and said, "Husband, look, they have finished reading aloud, hurry up, write poems now, let them have a good look at your strength!"

Chang Le said excitedly, after all, she also wanted to see if Qin Wenyuan could write a poem in a short time?
Qin Wenyuan looked at the excited Changle, smiled impatiently, and said, "Madam, I will write poetry right now, otherwise, these people will not be able to hear them when they leave."

Chang Le nodded, then looked at the boat over there.

Jiang Tai looked at the crowd, thinking about how to praise himself, after all, in his own heart, this poem he made was also wonderful.

Just when Jiang Tai was about to boast a few words, a voice came from the lake.

"Scholars on the opposite side, how about listening to my poems?"

Hearing the sound, the scholars turned their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Jiang Tai was also quite dissatisfied in his heart. He just wanted to boast, but was interrupted by someone.

Jiang Tai looked at the crowd with displeasure.

Li Zian has been paying attention to Jiang Tai, seeing Jiang Tai's unwilling face, his affection for Jiang Tai has also decreased a little.

However, Li Zian quickly turned his head and looked over. I'm afraid this person is also here to spoil the scene, otherwise he wouldn't have said these words in such a loud tone.

Chang Le saw that her husband had thought up a poem in just a short time, she was surprised, and also wanted to know what kind of poems her husband could make.

Thinking of this, she felt faintly excited, and looked at Qin Wenyuan expectantly.

At this moment, Qin Wenyuan said slowly: "The slender clouds are clever, and the flying stars spread hatred. The silver and the man are dark, and the golden wind and the jade dew meet, and there are countless ones in the world. Road, if the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening."

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was instantly stunned! !

Everyone looked over while listening to the poem, and it turned out that the person who spoke was Qin Wenyuan.

And next to this person was an expectant looking woman, presumably the wife of a poet.

Chang Le looked at the eyes of everyone and smiled friendly.

Those scholars, seeing Changle's appearance for the first time, were all very surprised. Who would have imagined that this woman is not only extremely beautiful, but also behaves so gentle and virtuous.

Some reacted quickly, immediately lowered their heads, and saluted Chang Le and Qin Wenyuan, as if they thought that the couple had extraordinary backgrounds.

The rest of the people also came to their senses and bowed their heads in salute.

Chang Le also felt a little shy when he saw everyone's reaction.

As if swearing his sovereignty, Qin Wenyuan hugged Changle to his side.

Seeing Qin Wenyuan's appearance, Changle was also very happy.

Li Zian kept thinking about Qin Wenyuan's poems in his heart, and said to Qin Wenyuan on the other side with a smile: "It is rumored that Lord Qin's intelligence is the most intelligent of all the top scholars in the Tang Dynasty. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. .”

what!
Lord Qin? ?

His surname is Qin, and he is also a lord?

Could it be... Could it be the one in the rumors? ?
The pupils of all the scholars shrank suddenly, thinking of the world-renowned Qin Wenyuan, they couldn't help being shocked.

At the same time, Qin Wenyuan listened to Li Zian's words, smiled and said, "Thank you, brother, for your compliment."

Li Zian shook his head with a smile, looked at Qin Wenyuan and said, "Master Qin, can I share my opinion on this poem?"

Qin Wenyuan nodded. He was still a little surprised. After all, he was ashamed to say that this poem was a poem from Qin Guan in the Song Dynasty that he borrowed.

However, Li Zian was able to express some opinions, and it seemed that he had ink in his stomach.

After thinking for a moment, Li Zian said, "The first line of this poem by Lord Qin expresses the love between the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd. This poem also uses the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to sing the praises of sincere feelings."

"If the last two feelings lasted for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening? It not only illustrates the low wall model of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but also points out Lord Qin's concept of love."

"Today is the Qiqiao Festival again. The word "Andu" refers to the meaning of the title of "Qiaoqiao Festival", but at the same time it is closely related to the word "hate", because the pain of lovesickness is unbearable for ordinary people."

After Li Zian finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Master Qin, I don't know if my opinion is correct, but I can only think of this."

Qin Wenyuan smiled. He didn't expect Li Zian to have such an opinion on this poem, so he smiled immediately and said, "This brother's opinion is very correct."

When Li Zian heard Qin Wenyuan's words, his heart jumped for joy, and the excitement between his brows couldn't be concealed.

After all, for them, Qin Wenyuan who can tell such a lost person must also be a well-educated and talented person.

Coupled with the strongest title of champion in the past, Qin Wenyuan can be said to be the representative of the literati in Chang'an City.

To be affirmed by such a person is naturally very exciting.

And the rest of the scholars all said that if the two loves lasted for a long time, how could they be in the same day and night, and all lamented Qin Wenyuan's ability to write poems.

Jiang Tai listened to Li Zian's opinion and Qin Wenyuan's poems, and he had to be convinced even if he was not convinced. Compared with this poem, he was like mud on the ground!
His mood was like a roller coaster, going up and down, now it's all right, nothing has anything to do with him.

The person on the opposite side can't afford to offend him!

Chang Le looked at Qin Wenyuan and said, "Husband, let's go, I think it's getting late."

After she finished speaking, she yawned, Qin Wenyuan nodded, and immediately ordered the boatman to turn around and leave.

On the boat on the other side, after watching Qin Wenyuan leave, those people began to talk about Qin Wenyuan's poems.

Li Zian turned around, looked at Jiang Tai beside him, and felt Jiang Tai's absent-mindedness.

He didn't say much, he walked to the side and sat down, sipping tea.

Qin Wenyuan and Chang Le arrived at the gate of the Qin Mansion. Qin Wenyuan looked at his wife Chang Le who was sleeping in the carriage, picked Chang Le lightly, and walked towards the door.

Finally, Qin Wenyuan came into the room with Changle in his arms. After Xiaolin saw it, she walked in with water as quietly as possible.

Qin Wenyuan helped Changle take off her shoes and socks, and when she put them on the bed, Changle seemed to wake up. She rubbed her eyes, sat up and watched all this.

Qin Wenyuan looked at Changle and said worriedly: "Madam, did you wake up?"

Chang Le shook his head, stood up, both of them lay on the bed after washing, Chang Le turned to look at Qin Wenyuan, and said softly: "Husband, you are so kind to me."

Qin Wenyuan smiled and said, "Not for you, but for whom?"

Hearing Qin Wenyuan's words, Changle felt a little helpless, and burrowed into Qin Wenyuan's arms.

Qin Wenyuan looked at Changle's appearance, smiled, and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed early."

Chang Le nodded, watching Qin Wenyuan close her eyes, and then she heard a slight breathing sound, she looked at Qin Wenyuan with eyes full of emotion, it was like a dream this night.

However, her heart was also full of satisfaction.

In the end, Changle couldn't hold on anymore, his eyelids opened and closed, and finally closed.

In the next day, Qin Wenyuan's poems became popular in Chang'an City, and the shopkeeper who sold the lanterns before also spread the story of guessing lantern riddles.

No, everyone in the market was talking about this matter.

"Have you heard? On the Qiqiao Festival yesterday, our Lord Qin and the number one scholar wrote a poem, which is so-called unique!"

"Oh?? What kind of verse is that? Hurry up! Come and listen!"

"Hiss! I don't remember very well either. I only remember the last two lines of the poem. What is it called?

"This poem, I heard from them, seems to be written by Lord Qin to describe the relationship between Weaver Girl and Cowherd."

(End of this chapter)