At the end of the Sui Dynasty

Chapter 104
Gao Bufan rejected Gongsun Yingxiu's request in an extremely self-deprecating way. This is obviously not a show of self-respect and humility. Even Cui Hu is a little hard to understand. Could it be that Changqing really can't make birthday speeches?

Luo Yi became even more skeptical, because normal men are unlikely to reject Gongsun Yingxiu, not to mention that once Gongsun Yingxiu sang this birthday song in front of Ke Dun, Gao Bufan, as a lyricist, would definitely become famous. A fool would refuse such a good deed, unless Gao Bufan really didn't have real material in his stomach, so worry about making a fool of himself!

However, Gongsun Yingxiu obviously didn't think so. At Hongyan's banquet that night, she watched Gao Bufan instantly turn a doggerel into a catchy poem "Quiet Night Poems", and then walked around Bujian recited "Ask the Moon with Wine", with quick thinking, definitely not the so-called blind cat bumping into a dead mouse.

"Then why is he refusing now? Could it be that he really hates me so much? Apart from Saber's reckless behavior last night, it seems that there is nothing to offend him?" Gongsun Yingxiu was in a complicated mood, and his star eyes were dim.

Seeing this, Saber asked angrily: "May I ask Mr. Gao, did you write that farewell poem, Li Liyuan on the grass, one year old and one year old?"

Gao Bufan was stunned for a moment, and Gao Shixiong rushed to answer: "Of course it was done by Boss Changqing. That day General Changsun brought Mr. Wuji and Miss Wugou to Feiying Racecourse. When he left, Boss Changqing made a special gesture. A farewell poem, I was there at the time, I still remember this poem. From the original grass, one year old and one withered. Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and regenerates, what distant stretches the ancient road, and the clear green picks up what. I sent brother Zhu there again, and my wife and children cried and chirped!"

"What?" Luo Yi's jaw almost dropped.

Gao Bufan couldn't laugh or cry, the monk with crooked mouth recited crooked scriptures, Gao Shixiong was even more outrageous, it's just nonsense!

Saber took a sip and said: "What's the mess? It's the wildfire that can't be exhausted. The spring breeze blows and regenerates, and the distant fragrance invades the ancient road. Qingcui picks up Luocheng and sends you to the lords. It's full of love."

Gao Shixiong laughed awkwardly and said, "It's almost there!"

Saber snorted coldly and said, "Gao Changqing, you wrote this poem, right?"

Gao Bufan frowned and said, "It's true that I did it, how did Miss Saber know?"

Saber sneered and said: "Once a good poem is published, it is known all over the world, and now it is being sung in all brothels in Luoyang. Whenever there is a farewell banquet, the guests must order this song "Li Li Yuan Shang Cao."

Gao Bufan was sweating secretly, originally he didn't want to be famous, but unexpectedly things backfired, he hoped he wouldn't be targeted by this pervert Yang Guang, if someone sent him a question "Can you still go to the grass from Liyuan?" on a whim, that would be bad Thorough!

"Since Mr. Gao said that the song "Ask the Wine to the Moon" was a work of inspiration, how do you explain "Farewell" and "Thoughts at a Quiet Night"? You are full of talents but refuse to fill in a birthday poem for my girl. What do you mean!" Saber asked dissatisfied.

Gao Bufan is a little upset, don't say that the young master really doesn't know how to compose birthday poems, even if he can, do he have to compose for your girl?There is no reason to buy and sell by force in this world.

That bastard Gao Shiheng didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, he nodded and said in agreement: "Yes, Boss Changqing, don't be so stingy, you can save yourself from the trouble and write a birthday poem for everyone."

Gao Bufan glared at the guy angrily: "You thought it was a meal!"

Gao Shiheng scratched his head and said: "I think writing poems and lyrics is easier for Boss Changqing than eating. By the way, I remember that Boss Changqing wrote "Autumn Ci" not long ago. Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say that autumn is better than spring. When the sky is clear and a crane floats above the clouds, I will quote poems to clear the sky.”

Gao Shiheng's memory is obviously much better than his elder brother's, and he actually recited the poem verbatim, which is really rare!

"Good poem!" Cui Hu couldn't help blurting out.

Gongsun Yingxiu's beautiful eyes are shining brightly, and her literary attainments are not low. Naturally, when she heard it, she knew that this was another masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. She was even more disappointed when she was pleasantly surprised. It's too much to fill in a word!
Luo Yi laughed and said: "Brother Gao is really talented, so why refuse people thousands of miles away, why don't you just promise everyone, Gongsun!"

Gongsun Yingxiu's gaze was resentful, and the circles of his eyes seemed to be slightly red. Seeing this, all the men couldn't help feeling pity, so Cui Hu also smiled and persuaded: "Everyone, Gongsun, is sincere, why isn't Changqing beautiful?"

Gao Bufan is a little bit pained, now he finally tasted the feeling of riding a tiger, he really complied with the saying that there is nothing to pretend to be, pretending to be struck by lightning, it is cool to be a copywriter for a while, it is always cool to copy, if suddenly there is nothing to copy Woolen cloth?What to do?
Gao Bufan was not a student of liberal arts, nor was he a lover of poetry. The few ancient poems he remembered by chance were all catchy and famous. Yes, he knows what a fart, even if he knows, he can't remember!

Under the eyes of everyone, facing the resentful star eyes of the great beauty Gongsun, the talented man made a fool of himself, so he could only resort to delaying the attack and said: "It's not that I don't want to give birthday speeches to Gongsun, it's really not good at this, but since Gongsun Everyone is sincere, so I will avoid it, now I will go on my way first, and I will write it down and hand it to Gongsun after I have considered it!"

Gongsun Yingxiu heard the words and said happily: "The slave family thanked you in advance."

"Everyone, Gongsun, you're being polite!" Gao Bufan said with a smile, but his heart was a little guilty. Grandma, where can I find a brilliant birthday poem? I don't care, it will take a day.

Next, everyone set off for Liucheng.

Gongsun Yingxiu's carriage was seriously damaged yesterday and could not be repaired, so now she can only ride a horse. However, this woman is very skilled in riding. Obviously, she changed into a Hu suit for the convenience of riding a horse. Never been left behind.

The maid saber rode next to Gongsun Yingxiu, glared at Gao Bufan who was riding on a big green horse in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Girl, Gao Changqing's eyes are so high that he even refused Changsun Sheng's support. Do you think he will join Master Yang?"

Gongsun Yingxiu frowned and said, "It's not our responsibility, just do what you should do."

The maid, Pei Jian pouted, and muttered in a low voice: "Now there are rebels everywhere in the Sui Dynasty, this kid Gao Changqing only cares about raising horses, and he doesn't want to be an official, so it doesn't mean he has other plans!"

Gongsun Yingxiu stared at Saber calmly with lowered eyes, the latter stuck out his tongue, not daring to say any more, while the former's eyes fell on Gao Bufan's back thoughtfully, with a somewhat complicated expression .

(End of this chapter)