Longevity starts from Liaozhai

Chapter 31 Wishes
When Lan Cao was reciting the preface of Qin Chuan's poems in an unrestrained and unrestrained tone, two stewards of Linchuan Painting Boat had already been instructed to learn more in the stairwell, and passed the preface of the poems to the two floors below.

The singing girl on the first floor got the steward's whisper, her expression was shocked, and then she recited: "If I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, and if I hate the ancients, I don't see them. My ears are crazy. Qin Sheng in Lingzhou, just in time for the festival, became drunk and mad, filled the water and tuned the head of the song, with the predecessors."

Water Tune Head?

The students in the hall on the first floor were all surprised.

There are a lot of Mid-Autumn Festival poems tonight, but no one dares to use water to tune the lyrics of Getou.Not to mention this year, even in the past ten, hundred, or hundreds of years, no one in the Lingzhou Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival will use this word card to write lyrics.

Everyone knows very well that it doesn't matter if the poems are not good, if you can use this word card to fill in the lyrics, then it is not a question of whether it is good or not, it will definitely be embarrassing.

"Qin Sheng from Lingzhou?"

"Which Qin Sheng?"

Many people looked at Cao Shan who was slapped by Huang Meng just now. Could it be Qin Chuan who was picked on by Cao Shan just now.

It's not that there are no other students with the surname Qin, but the other students with the surname Qin immediately denied it.

Everyone followed Cao Shan's direction and looked at Qin Chuan and Xiaoqian in the corner.

Qin Chuan still drank and ate food in a leisurely manner, as if he didn't care about the order of words recited by the singer.

Xiaoqian was very excited, and she was the head of the water tune.

Brother Liuxian really wrote the water tune song head.

Xiaoqian clenched her fists tightly and her little heart was beating. She wanted to know what kind of words Qin Chuan wrote, but she was also afraid that Qin Chuan would lose face.

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On the third floor, everyone cheered up, even Liu Lao stopped talking and laughing with Ti Xue, and quietly waited for Lan Cao's next words.

Lan Cao took a few deep breaths. She is a famous prostitute carefully trained by Linchuan Huafang. She has a very high literary quality. Even a certain scholar in Lingzhou praised her. list.

She followed the rhythm and followed the artistic conception of the lyrics and music, and began to read: "My ambition is vast, and my dream was to reach the sky in the past. Rubbing the plain moon, the world has been bowed for thousands of years."

After hearing the first sentence, Huang Meng turned pale.

Huang Mingshi was also very annoyed, if he knew this earlier, he shouldn't let Huang Meng get the limelight.

The same thing, this is already the second time.

Nephew, can he still hold on?

He even wanted Huang Meng to leave quickly. It would be too cruel for Huang Meng to listen to this poem.

A person is crushed and crushed in a place where he is most proud.Huang Mingshi panicked just thinking about that feeling.

Huang Meng was gasping for breath, but roots had grown on her feet, and she didn't intend to leave.

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"My ambition is limited, and I dreamed of going to the sky in the past. I rubbed the moon, and the world has been bowed for thousands of years."

The singing girl on the first floor got the steward's whisper and continued to chant.

She is not as sure of the artistic conception of this poem as Lan Cao, but it does not prevent her from reading this passage in a beautiful tone.

The first sentence cut straight to the point and expressed his heart directly. The lofty artistic conception and magnanimous demeanor caused a strong shock to the minds of the scholars present.

The sentence "the past dream reaches the sky" is even more borrowed from Qu Zi's "Nine Chapters Xi Chan", "the past dream reaches the sky, the soul is in the middle of the road and there is no voyage".The person who expresses the lyrics feels that it is difficult to display his talents in reality, and he wants to go to the vast universe to find his ideal state.

Among the people present, some of them had read Qu Zi's article, taking advantage of the interval between reciting this passage, someone read Qu Zi's sentence.

Everyone understood the profound meaning and couldn't help being horrified.

Who does he think he is, a celestial being?I can't show my talents in reality, and I have to go to the vast universe.

How crazy!

Really crazy!
But it's really a good word!
Terrific words!
How can the phrase "caress the plain moon, the world has been bowed for thousands of years" not to convince people.

It is similar to Su Xian's sentence "I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it?"

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When Mr. Liu heard that "it's been a thousand years since we caressed the plain moon", he couldn't help showing a trace of melancholy in his eyes. It took more than a thousand years for him to enter the Dragon Palace and be intoxicated in the fairyland.

Of all the people present, no one could understand the artistic conception of this sentence better than Liu Lao.

The last time he was so touched was when he heard "I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve".But that time, he was not at the scene where Qiangu Wansong was born.

Lan Cao continued to read: "There is a guest, the Luan and the Phoenix, and the clouds meet the green mountains and the red cliffs, and meet in the high cold. Drinking wine to help the Big Dipper, I am also louse."

Everyone's anger!

Everyone's anger!

Old Liu praised in a low voice.

Lan Cao paused, his eyes were slightly blurred, then calmed down the agitation in his heart, and continued to read,
"Shaoge said: The spirit is very free, and the shape is like sleep. The swan is held high again and again, and the sky and the earth see the square. If you want to sing again, you will feel dreamy, and you will push the pillow and think alone. The bottom of the human affairs is at a loss? There are beautiful people to talk about, and the autumn water is separated."

Mr. Liu nodded lightly, and after a while, he let out a long sigh, "Good words."

At the end of the lyrics and music, only he can really feel the feeling of loneliness and alienation.

This poem can poke his heart more than Mingyue When will you be.

He didn't expect that when his deadline was approaching, he could hear such straight-forward words. Could it be God's consolation to him for fulfilling his duties as the god of water all these years?
For others, this poem is just a masterpiece of good poems. It is shocking when you first see it, but it will not be as glorious as when the moon was shining through the ages.

But for Mr. Liu, this poem cuts to the heart, and it is really a wonderful poem.

It can even be said that it is not a good or bad thing, it is a very special kind.

He is an old man in the officialdom who is very good at figuring out human feelings. Seeing Liu Lao's demeanor, he knows that this poem hits Liu Lao's heart.

"Qin Liuxian, you did me a big favor again."

Although he had some expectations for Qin Chuan, he didn't expect that Qin Chuan's poem could be so wonderful, it just hit Liu Lao's mind.

Even if Qin Chuan knew the identity of Liu Lao, he might not be able to do this.What's more, how could Qin Chuan know the identity of Liu Lao in advance?

What a coincidence!
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In the lobby on the first floor, the singing girl finished reciting the last verse.

Cao Shan murmured and repeated the sentence in the lyrics, he looked at Qin Chuan, and asked vaguely: "Did you write it?"

Xiaoqian: "Of course my brother Liuxian wrote it."

Cao Shan was silent.

But he was not very sad, because Huang Meng slapped him, and seeing Qin Chuan write such a poem, he felt a little happy.

What's so great about Huang Meng!

Even if he was given 100 years, he would not be able to write such a word.

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Old Liu asked Tixue, "What's his name?"

"Qin Chuan, the word stays immortal."

Old Liu muttered softly: "There is Su Xian in the front, and Liu Xian in the back. Good, good, good." He paused, and then said: "You ask someone to give him a pen and paper, let him write a wish. "

Ti Xue's face showed joy, "Old Liu, how can this be done."

Mr. Liu: "It's a festival anyway, to make everyone happy, please let someone do it."

"promise."

So a steward got an order from school, quickly took a pen and paper, and told Qin Chuan to write a wish on a blank piece of paper.

Qin Chuan immediately took out his pen and swiped the ink.

The steward looked at it, but hesitated to speak.

But there is no regret in writing, so I had to take the note paper and hand it to Liu Lao with a strange expression.

Mr. Liu took the paper, he was taken aback for a moment, looked at it for a while, and laughed dumbfoundedly.

(End of this chapter)