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On the other side, Pan Mansion Zhishui Poetry Club.

The poetry meeting was held in the Guihe Garden of Pan Mansion, which was an antique and grand garden. While lanterns painted with riddles were laid out, everyone held a banquet in the garden. The women sat on one side and the students On one side, the master is on the other side with a group of famous and knowledgeable elders.

A young man with a gentle voice recited tonight's outstanding poems, and pieces of paper with various poems written on them were passed around among the people.

The atmosphere here is less luxurious and more solemn than the Pu family's Puyuan Poetry Club.

After all, not only many talented people gathered here, but also several heavyweight guests.

However, various performances still made the atmosphere lively and yet quaint. Most of the people who came to this poetry meeting were famous ones, and they had obviously put a lot of thought into this.

At this time, Qin Siyuan was sitting on one side of the banquet, and next to him was Kang Xian, who was dressed quite elegantly. Generally speaking, by this time, the really good poetry has already appeared.

Kang Xian said: "Mr. Qin, this Mid-Autumn Festival poem by Li Pin of the Lichuan Poetry Society is quite good. Although the poem is not the best, in my opinion, this poem is probably the most popular tonight."

Qin Siyuan picked up a song: "The sky is as blue as water, and the silvery sky is clear and shallow..."

"This poem by Cao Guan is also good. In my opinion, the two best poems tonight are the best."

At this time, Cao Guan from the Zhishui Poetry Society and Li Pin from the Lichuan Poetry Society were indeed one of the most famous talents in Jiangning. The people below also agreed with this statement and subconsciously compared their poems. .

At this moment, someone brought in new poems, which were divided into three parts and passed around to everyone.

No one cares too much. At this time, really good poems have come out. There may be some good ones, but they won’t be that outstanding.

The three pages of rice paper spread quickly, and one page reached Qin Siyuan and Kang Xian. Qin Siyuan picked it up and looked at it, and was obviously stunned for a moment, a little incredible, but also a little relieved.

Kang Xian saw Daqi and said, "Mr. Qin, why do you have such an expression? Is there another masterpiece?"

Qin Siyuan laughed and said: "It's really a masterpiece, Mr. Kang, you and I both know this person."

Kang Xian said curiously: "Oh, you and I both know each other. There are many such people. Who is this great talent?"

Qin Siyuan handed him the rice paper and said, "Read it yourself."

Kang Xian took it, looked at the signature below, and said in surprise: "It turns out to be Xiaoyou Ning!"

With that said, I went to look at the content above again, Shui Tiao Ge Tou.

When will the bright moon come, ask the wine to the sky.

……

Kang Xian read the poem slowly, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Good words, good words..."

Turning around to look at Qin Siyuan: "This...is this really what Ning Xiaoyou wrote?"

Qin Siyuan said: "Isn't it written on it, Su Mansion, Ning Yi, Ning Liheng?"

Kang Xian said: "I also knew that little friend Ning was talented, but I didn't expect that he would be so talented."

Qin Siyuan also said with emotion: "A few days ago, I warned little friend Ning that if he studied hard for a few years, he might not be able to become famous through the poetry club. I never thought..."

The two of them said a few words of emotion. This poem had gradually spread around. Everyone had a certain ability to appreciate it. Naturally, they knew how good this poem was and praised it one after another.

Someone asked who Ning Yi is? Which one is Su Mansion?
Everyone looked at each other, and no one said a word for a while.

After a long while, someone said: "I know the Su family, and I also know that there is a man named Ning Yi, but I don't know if he is the same person?"

Someone answered: "Since he is from the Su family, his name is Ning Yi. How can he not be the same person?"

When the man saw everyone looking over, he whispered: "But he is a son-in-law."

He was puzzled when he saw everyone, so he quickly added: "My family has some business dealings with the Su family. I heard that Miss Su Tan'er of the Su family got a son-in-law some time ago, and his name is Ning Yi."

"However, if Ning Yi, who writes the song "Shui Tiao", is so talented, he will definitely not be the Su family's son-in-law Ning Yi."

Everyone was talking and nodding in agreement. With such talent and learning, who can be a son-in-law, of course it is not just one person.

Someone else called the boy who had just delivered the water tune song to inquire about the situation, and the result surprised everyone.

This Ning Yi, who writes Shui Tiao songs, turned out to be Ning Yi, the Su family’s son-in-law. It is said that he and Su Tan’er, the daughter of the Su family, went to the Puyuan Poetry Recital and had to leave the performance in the middle of the show because they were bored. Stand up and insist on showing off his talent.

Ning Yi was helpless, so he wrote this piece of water tune song with a splash of ink and then threw away the pen.

These words immediately set off the scene, and everyone was talking about it. They never imagined that a person with such talent could be the son-in-law of the Su family. So how charming is Su Tan'er, the young lady of the Su family?

At this time, more news came, and everyone heard that Ning Yi personally admitted that this poem was not written by him, but by a Taoist priest named Dongpo, who also heard it.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief and thought this was reasonable.

But then more detailed content came through, and Ning Yi did say that he heard it written by a Taoist priest named Dongpo, but he did hear it in his dream.

Everyone was astonished. They had heard it in their dreams... They could hear such beautiful words in their dreams.

Everyone was talking about it for a moment. Some believed it was written by Ning Yi, while others felt that a son-in-law couldn't write such good words. Maybe he had dreamed it up.

Qin Siyuan and Kang Xian did not join in. They looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

……

Also in the backyard of Pan's house, the women participating in the performance were putting on makeup or resting in their rooms, and the Shisui Poetry Society was only separated by a wall from them.

Most of the people who can perform here are upright officials or oirans who have a certain reputation in Qinhuai. Each has his or her own merits. If it were an ordinary poetry gathering, one of them could take the leading role, but here is Zhishui Poetry, where talented men and beauties flock to it. meeting.

The two most famous people here today are Yuan Jin'er from Jinfeng Tower and Lu Caicai from Yinchun Pavilion.

In the room, Yuan Jin'er was putting on makeup in front of the bronze mirror. The maid Kuan'er laughed beside her and said, "Miss, you don't know that during the performance just now, Mr. Cao kept looking at you and didn't even want to blink."

Yuan Jin'er glared at her: "You're talking too much! I'm good at acting, so of course they want to look at me. Is there anything strange about it? You really care about Mr. Cao!"

Kuan'er's face turned slightly red: "Miss!" His voice was long and drawn out.

After a while, I felt bored and said again: "Miss, whose poem do you think is better tonight?"

Yuan Jin'er smiled: "There is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts, and there is no certain standard. However, Mr. Li and Mr. Cao wrote really good poems. It's a pity that I have never seen other good poems."

After chatting for a while, Kuan'er went out to see the strange things, and ran back after a while: "Miss, there are some good poems again. I heard they are better than Mr. Li's and Mr. Cao's."

Yuan Jin'er suddenly showed curiosity: "It's better than what Li Gongzi and Cao Gongzi wrote. This is rare. Do you know who wrote it?"

Kou'er said: "I heard that it was Ning Yi from the Su Mansion who came from the Puyuan Poetry Club."

Yuan Jin'er asked in confusion: "Su Mansion?"

A woman continued: "The Puyuan Poetry Fair is organized by the Pu family. Most of them are merchants. I'm afraid it's not the Su family that runs the cloth shop."

Another person said: "But this person's surname is not Su but Ning. Could it be that he is a teacher hired by the Su family?" "I have never heard of this person before!"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion for a while, talking about it, and they were all confused about this name.

Finally, someone brought a piece of paper with the title of Shui Tune Song written on it, and everyone gathered around to read the whole piece, and then read it again. While everyone looked at each other, they felt that they still had something to say.

"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, this is a difficult thing in ancient times..."

"This word... is so well written." Someone sighed.

Everyone tasted it several times, and more news came over. To everyone's surprise, this Ning Yi turned out to be the Su family's son-in-law.

Although he was surprised, he didn't despise him for being so talented and learned as others, and he actually came to be his son-in-law.

On the contrary, they envied Su Tan'er, the young lady from the Su family. There was such a talented person who was willing to give up fame and wealth to become a son-in-law. His life was complete.

They can only lament that they cannot meet such a person.

……

Here, Li Mu and others got off the boat, Su Tan'er and a few maids. Although they realized that the poem written by Li Mu was good and seemed to calm everyone, they just thought it was good and didn't know how much it had written. good.

After chatting for a while, under Li Mu's guidance, they revealed the matter. At this time, the Confucius Temple was still busy. Several people wandered around watching the lanterns and played for a while. After passing a crowd, they suddenly heard Someone is reciting a water tune.

A few people were surprised for a moment, but they were very happy. They listened to other people's masterpieces along the way, and finally heard my uncle's lyrics, which showed that the lyrics written by my uncle were pretty good among so many talented people tonight.

However, everything seemed to change next.

The group of them walked all the way, and wherever there were people gathering to share tonight's poems by talented people, almost all of them were reciting this water-melody song by my uncle.

As I walked and listened, I became more and more surprised and shocked.

Fortunately, no one recognized Li Mu, otherwise he would have been surrounded by people.

Seeing that it was getting late, at Li Mu's suggestion, they got into the carriage and returned to the Su Mansion.

On the way, Su Tan'er looked at her husband in front of her, still feeling incredible. What happened tonight even seemed bizarre to her.

She knew that her husband was talented, but she didn't expect that his talent would be so high.

As the daughter of a merchant, she also fantasized about talented people and beauties, hoping that her future husband would be a talented person.

But she knew it was unlikely that such a talented man would marry a merchant's daughter.

She had also participated in several poetry gatherings, and had seen several top talents in Jiangning scolding Fang Qiu, which she found fascinating.

But I was just fascinated, and I never thought that my husband-in-law might actually be a great talent.

The carriage went very quickly, all the way back to Su's house and the small courtyard.

Before going upstairs, Su Tan'er suddenly called out: "Ms. sir?"

"Yeah." Li Mu turned around and looked over.

Su Tan'er said: "My husband is so talented, do you feel aggrieved to marry Tan'er?"

Li Mu smiled and said: "With such a gentle and virtuous young lady as Tan'er, how can she be wronged? Tan'er will treat her husband badly in the future."

Su Tan'er's face was slightly red: "Tan'er will never treat my husband badly. My husband is so talented and learned. Tan'er is afraid that my husband will not be able to fulfill his ambitions and feels aggrieved!"

Li Mu laughed and said, "It's good now. I can be leisurely and at ease every day. If the wife feels she has been wronged by her husband, just make up for it."

Su Tan'er asked curiously: "Compensation, how to compensate?"

Li Mu whispered something into her ear, and Su Tan'er's face instantly turned red and she was filled with shyness.

After a long while, he whispered: "Mr. Sir... Sir, please give Tan'er some time, Tan'er..."

Li Mu looked at her and smiled: "Okay, listen to my wife."

Su Tan'er's face turned even redder, her eyes turned white, and she led the two little girls back to the small building.

……

The next day, Li Mu drank tea and read at home as usual in the morning, and took Xiao Chan out shopping in the afternoon.

After a night of fermentation, what happened last night finally spread, and many people who left early or didn't hear about it also knew more or less.

Coupled with his identity as the Su family's son-in-law, everyone's attention has been raised to a higher level.

Li Mu led Xiao Chan on the street, and from time to time he could hear everyone talking about him or the poem.

I wonder why he married into a merchant's family when he was so talented.

Some people are also discussing who wrote this poem? Did a Taoist priest named Dongpo write this poem? Could it be that I heard it in a dream? Maybe this Su family's son-in-law is really so talented.

Some people are also discussing how beautiful and beautiful Su Tan'er of the Su family was, which made Ning Yi fall in love at first sight, and he was willing to marry her in order to stay with her forever.

Everyone was talking about it.

Li Mu took advantage of the fact that no one knew him, so he would sometimes come up to listen and add a few words from time to time. At first glance, Ning Yi is said to be a lustful person who peeps at Miss Su's beauty and is a freeloader. In other words, Ning Yi must have no talent and learning. This poem must have been written by a Taoist named Dongpo.

Although everyone has a bad feeling about the identity of Ning Yi's son-in-law, since ancient times, literati have looked down upon each other and want to belittle him. But hearing that Ning Yi, who wrote such good words, was belittled by a stranger, I felt equally uncomfortable. A few scholars who looked like them immediately turned their guns and argued with him, loudly defending Ning Yi.

There was a scholar who seemed to like this poem very much and almost got into a fight with Li Mu while waving his sleeves.

Xiao Chan pulled Li Mu and ran away quickly. After hearing Li Mu's hearty laughter, Xiao Chan's face turned red and she asked questions.

I really don’t understand why my uncle said that. Instead of stopping others from saying bad things about him, he only added fuel to the anger and described himself as a talentless and lustful person. He actually offended the scholars who wanted to belittle my uncle and couldn’t stand it anymore. He almost Start fighting.

Fortunately, no one recognized my uncle, otherwise... the scene would be beyond description.

After wandering around for a while, they passed by the chess stall again, where Qin Siyuan and Kang Xian were still playing chess.

Seeing Li Mu, Qin Siyuan smiled from a distance and said, "Young friend Ning, you really are a great talent. You made a big splash last night!"

Li Mu said helplessly: "You two, please stop boasting. I'm not a great talent. I just told you what I heard in my dream."

Kang Xian laughed and said, "Why do you have to be so humble, little friend?"

"But since Ning Xiaoyou said it, let's not mention it. Play chess, play chess, and see how this new trick I learned goes."

Li Mu also joined in and walked around for a long time, sitting and resting.

(End of this chapter)