Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 1024 The Big Wedding

Although the world praises Li Shan's poems as the most powerful in Chang'an, the few poems Li Shan left in Pingkang Square more than a month ago can only be said to be ordinary. , but it's mediocre compared to its predecessor.

Therefore, in the small building in the backyard of Cui Mansion, men and women, old and middle-aged and young, countless people are looking forward to it, and someone has already released the wind. Li Huairen has been deliberating on this makeup reminder poem for more than half a year.

Cui Xin stroked his beard with a cold face and looked at Li Shan, who was dressed in a new outfit. He disliked him a long time ago, and then he disliked him more and more, but today he disliked him even more... and the most displeasing thing is seeing It was time for those shields.

Fan is the wife of Li Jia, the eldest son of Li Keshi, and Cui is the wife of Li Dahui, the second son of Li Keshi. The Li family is not only related to the Cui family by marriage, but also friendly to Li Shan.

The two daughters-in-law stood at the entrance of the small building. The Cui family was born in Boling. They were young, and said crisply: "I have heard for a long time that His Royal Highness King Wei is good at poetry and prose, and is praised by the world, but today, only Qinghe County The public party is qualified to judge the pros and cons!"

Cui Xin's expression softened, and he cast admiring glances at Cui Shi, what he said was too right... I said this poem is not good, what can you do? !

I can't write poetry, but I still have the ability to find fault!

Mrs. Zhang at the back muttered a few words angrily, and the female family members laughed endlessly, and Mrs. Changsun also couldn't laugh or cry.

"At least four." Zhang Wenguan muttered in the crowd.

"Why four?"

"Hey, brother Siyi is here too!" Zhang Wenguan was a little surprised.

Yang Siyi stared, "There is no greeting when we set off, everyone is enjoying the scenery in the East Garden,"

Yang Siyi was followed by Chen Xuande and Wen Ting, all of whom he had met in Pingkangfang that day, but Fang Yizhi, Chang Sun Chong, and Gao Xun's children from the Qin Palace were all detained by Ling Jing, Fang Yizhi and others.

Li Zhaode on the side explained to Chen Xuande: "After the great victory in Jingzhou last year, Cui Gong comforted the army. By the way, Xuande's father was still in charge."

Chen Xuande remembered, "That's right, my father mentioned that Huairen said that day that he would write three poems and send them to the Qinghe county government for tasting after returning to Beijing."

Everyone was still discussing, Li Shan looked up at the second floor, stepped forward with a smile, saluted and said: "Thinking about the year, there are only two poems."

"Only two?" Cui stared at her dark eyes, "That's going to be difficult!"

Cui Xin frowned even more, "There are only two songs?!"

The faces of the bridesmaids also became strange. Generally speaking, on the wedding day, there are two poems. In addition to the makeup poem, there is also a fan poem... In other words, if Cui Xin is not satisfied, Li Shan will There are no substitutes, and the words are out.

Yang Siyi glanced at the smile on Li Shan's face, and said loudly: "Huai Ren thinks about the year, and it will be handed down to the world. One song is enough."

Cui Xin stared at Li Shan with a sneer, come on, let me see how I can find faults, being dignified means having no appearance, being beautiful means having no character, if it’s really impossible, you can forcefully pick mediocrity...

What is Li Shan not clear about the old man's thoughts? The eyes he looked at Cui Xin were a little funny and narrow-minded. This poem, you really have no face to say it is bad, you really have no face to find fault, otherwise you will lose it. My face, but your face, even Qinghe Cui's face.

"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

After only two sentences, the crowd fell silent immediately. Cui Xin's face changed drastically, and he knew that it was not good.

The second sentence is even more timely and relevant. In late spring, when the spring breeze is blowing, the so-called threshold can be interpreted not only as this small building, but also as the people who are standing in the way.

Revlon refers to dew, and it is the time when the dew condenses at dusk.

Li Shan's eyes were filled with pity. There are many poems written by immortal poets, but when it comes to writing about beauties, this poem deserves to be ranked first... After all, it was written by Yang Yuhuan, one of the four beauties in history.

Li Shan also hesitated for a long time before deciding to use this song... After all, he had squeezed a lot of Lao Li's wool before.

"If you don't meet at the top of Qunyu Mountain, you will meet at Yaotai under the moon."

This time, no one said a word. All the men and women present, whether they are from aristocratic families, can understand the allusions of these two sentences. "Qunyu Mountain" and "Yaotai" are both the residence of the Queen Mother of the West. Or you may meet a celestial being on the top of Qunyu Mountain, or a goddess under the moonlight in front of Yaotai Hall.

After a while, Chen Xuande murmured: "Indeed, one song is enough, one song is enough."

Cui Xin parted his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but picked something wrong...for a while, he didn't know where to start.

"It's light in color, but it looks like a beautiful face." An older old man stroked his beard and sighed: "If you are so urging makeup, why can't you go over the threshold?"

Yang Siyi clicked his tongue and said: "First there is "Ai Lian Shuo", and then there are makeup poems. After thousands of years, it should be an allusion and be praised by people."

Among the people present, the men were okay, but most of the women's relatives looked a little complicated. This is a legend that can be written into the history books and left to future generations.

Cui Xin's complexion became even more complicated. Today, there were two thresholds. The first one was actually holding a shield, and the second one took out a song that left everyone, including himself, speechless.

Cui Xin even heard someone muttering behind him... Who will marry Qinghe Cui's daughter in the future, today's scene will definitely be mentioned repeatedly, can there be a better make-up poem than this one?
Seeing her husband standing there like a log, Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear it anymore, first coughed a few times, and finally went up and pulled Cui Xin to the side... Aren't you satisfied, let others Do another song better than this?
Cui Xin, who was pulled away, came back to his senses, just in time to collide with Li Shan's gaze... The latter almost laughed, Cui Xin was ashamed and angry.

The six bridesmaids, Yang Siyi and others began to shout loudly, "Come out, come out."

Cui Shiniang, who was dressed in bright red and covered with a red hijab, walked downstairs slowly surrounded by seven or eight young women, and bowed gracefully in front of her father Cui Xin and mother Zhang.

From the crying baby, to the pink and jade-carved appearance, to today's coming out of the court, Cui Xin's eyes are complicated, "To the girl's family, obedience is the righteousness, never forgetting to be respectful..."

After only saying these two sentences, Cui Xin was so choked up that he couldn't open his mouth. The people watching were not surprised, they were all in-laws, and they all knew that Cui Xin loved Eleven Niang the most. In comparison, the two sons were just picked of.

Although Li Shan couldn't help but slander a few more words, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the pet girl is crazy... But no matter how reluctant you are, the little cabbage has grown up, and it will always be given to pigs to eat.

After a long delay, until it was getting dark, Cui Xin reluctantly turned around to get out of the way, and even turned his back, unable to bear to look at each other.

Wen Bang calculated in his mind, "It's too late."

Li Zhaode muttered: "The dowry has not been delivered yet."

Sandalwood three Wengs of Shoulufu, all kinds of gold, silver and tin ware, silk and satin, as large as camphor wood carved boxes.As small as the combs made of boxwood, Xiangfei bamboo, and Shu bamboo for combing hair...all of them are perfect, and there are a large number of fields and servants that cannot be seen.

(End of this chapter)