Gou Zai Xian Qin Lian Gui Cultivation Immortal

Chapter 59
In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, a literary meeting with the theme of "Beauty" was held in full swing.A literati splashing ink, literary and elegant!
Jiang Gan poured himself a drink, and drank very happily. He did not know when he had passed out drunk by the desk, and there was a slight snoring sound from time to time.

When Li Shishi saw this, the disappointment in his eyes grew stronger.

But the literati present were quite happy, Ren Jiangqian was proficient in Taoism and unparalleled in combat power, but he was just a vulgar Taoist.

No one noticed that Jiang Gan's yin spirit left his body under the cover of the Qianyuan palace lantern.

Whoa!
After about a stick of incense, there are those who are quick in poetry, and a small poem comes alive on the paper.

Soon, a maid passed the manuscript of the poem to the platform and handed it to Master Li for tasting.

After Li Shishi saw it, he handed it over to the maids beside him, and asked them to sing softly in sync with the time to help him become famous.

It has to be said that the prosperity of Songzhou's literary style is not in vain.This Bianliang City, as the prefecture of Songzhou, gathers the culture and talents of Songzhou.

In a short period of time, excellent works have been produced one after another, and the literary spirit has risen, almost all of which are above the standard, and it is no problem to go out of the county and reach the county.

One after another verses were sung, and the atmosphere of the banquet became more and more lively.

The reason why these literati are keen on various poetry banquets is that Bomei people favor it on the one hand, and more because they want to spread literary fame.

For Confucian monks, fame is real power.

Fame is like a thread, one end is tied to the worldly beings, and the other end is connected to the magic of the soul. Through a special method, one can cultivate awe-inspiring aura.

Although this kind of awe-inspiring energy is not as good as the awe-inspiring righteousness filling the world, it can attract mysterious power to strengthen the soul, resonate with the heaven and the earth, and leverage the awe-inspiring righteousness in the world.

Li Shishi read another poem, his eyebrows crescented, his eyes flickered, and he turned around and took the guqin beside him.

Gently plucking the jade fingers, slightly opening the sandalwood mouth, the melodious and melodious sound of the piano is perfectly combined with the heavenly singing, which makes people forget the vulgarity and be mesmerized by it!
"Double butterfly embroidered skirt, Xiaoxiang banquet, first meeting. The vermilion powder is not deep and even, and the idle flowers are light and spring. If you look closely, everything is good, everyone is humane, willow waist. Yesterday was chaotic mountains and dark, when I came, the clothes were clouded."

At the end of the song, everyone was silent for a while, before they came back to their senses, the sound of praise was endless.

"Oh, this is Brother Zhang's masterpiece, everyone Li looks at it differently!"

"That's right, if everyone in Li personally sang it, this poem will definitely spread throughout Bianliang City, attracting many women from brothels to sing it!"

"It's not just the brothel girls, even those ladies from all over the world will compete to copy and savor it all the time!"

Amidst the congratulations of the crowd, a handsome young man stood up, clasped his fists in salute to the crowd, and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your love. It is a blessing in my life to be sung by everyone Li."

"Hmph, look at me."

Wang Zilang got up, and instead of handing over the manuscript to the platform, he sang directly.

"The pupils are cut like a waist, and a pair of black gauze is wrapped in cold jade. It is floating and has a girlish posture, and looking back, Fen Dai is ordinary."

"No one can peep through the cloud window of the Wuge Pavilion, and the horses and horses in front of the door are free to do anything. After the ceremony, the altar of dawn is quiet in spring, and the red crows are all over the ground."

"it is good!"

Everyone applauded loudly. It is true that Songzhou Wenhua was at its peak, but there were a large number of people in the Ci circle, which made Songzhou Ci style better than poetry.

The rest of the people were writing lyrics, but Wang Zilang directly moved out a seven-character verse, which suddenly stood out from the crowd.

Wang Zilang smiled triumphantly, and looked at Li Shishi on the platform with fiery eyes, sweeping away the previous heartache and despair.

"Prince Wang is indeed outstanding in literary talent!"

Li Shishi praised, and plucked the strings with his slender hands, and there was a jingle sound, followed by the sound of nature.

"Hahaha!"

Wang Zilang's demeanor is complacent, revealing an arrogant and self-willed character.

"It's my turn!"

Zhao Ji pushed the case and immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the platform.

You must know that in Bianliang City, Zhao Ji is a man of the younger generation, with excellent calligraphy and painting, and outstanding literary talent, which has been valued by many great scholars.

Zhao Ji didn't talk nonsense, and sang directly with ups and downs, and a mighty literary spirit burst out from him, and his voice spread for ten miles around.

"Xiangdian Bao'er. Flicking Linghua is like water. It is appropriate to learn makeup, pink, and natural spring. Shu Caiyi has never been victorious. The clouds hang down to the ground."

"The garden in the capital city praises peaches and plums. Ask what the east wind is like. There is no need to return to the fan barrier to clear the song. The lips are a little smaller than beads. It is Canying and Yuezhuo. Send this love thousands of miles."

"Don't ask about the bright moon and peaches and plums, the spring breeze is not as good as you, the meaning of the word is so beautiful!"

"It's tactful and melodious, and it describes the beauty of teachers and girls!"

……

Regardless of Zhao Ji's own reputation, just because of his status as the son of a captain and the background of the great Confucian scholars, many people have to give him face.

Besides, this poem is really well written, and the applause is naturally endless.

Zhao Ji suppressed the applause, coughed, and continued to chant:
"When I saw my teacher tonight, my cheeks were red with wine. The curtains were half-rolled and the wine was lighted, the dew was shining, and the smoke was cool. I threw hairpins around, couldn't afford to cuddle up, played tears and sang new lyrics."

"Who expects the best time to last forever. Melancholy lingers secretly. If you want to respond to the Miao Wuqing song, it's right again. The autumn scenery is sighing. There is only the painting building, when the moon is bright, and there are two places to take pictures and miss each other."

"It was bright moon at that time, and the two places took photos and missed each other. It was so beautifully written!"

"Young Master Zhao really lives up to his reputation!"

……

Everyone on the platform was quiet for a moment, and then louder cheers erupted.

They didn't expect that Zhao Ji's Caisi was so quick, and in a short period of time, he came up with two masterpieces.

No one noticed that on the platform, a cold light flashed in Li Shishi's beautiful eyes.

Thinking of her, Li Shishi, who has always kept herself clean, when will she snuggle up in Zhao Ji's arms, play tears and sing new lyrics, and when will she have an appointment with Zhao Ji?

Reminiscent of being treated lightly by Jiang Gan just now, the coldness in Li Shishi's eyes is even worse.

Zhao Ji didn't notice this, he waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and sang again:

"The eyebrows are long in the distant mountains, and the willows are slim and the waist is curled up. After putting on make-up, there is a spring breeze, and a smile is worthless. When I go back to Bianliang, I talk to the brothel. Looking at Songzhou flowers all over, it's not as good as a teacher."

As soon as this five-character verse came out, the audience fell silent.In a short period of time, the three masterpieces are truly talented and talented!

"Everyone, I've won the prize!"

Zhao Ji also enjoyed this feeling of being surrounded by stars, and the praises and praises from everyone made him feel so intoxicated that he couldn't extricate himself from it.

"Young master Zhao, you are truly talented, the best in Songzhou!"

On the platform, Li Shishi suddenly showed his face and smiled, shining like a pearl, glamorous and incomparable.

After a pause, she said softly, "Little girl has been to many places, and she rarely sees someone like Mr. Zhao!"

"If I hadn't seen Miss Shi Shi's stunning beauty, I wouldn't be able to compose such poems."

Zhao Ji looked at the beautiful figure on the platform with burning eyes, and said softly, "I don't know if Miss Shishi is here in Bianliang City for a short stay or a long stay?"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Gan, who was hiding in the dark, sighed inwardly that Zhao Ji's color was so insane, how many disturbances would be caused by such an obvious way of flattering and killing.

"Hey, I'm just too kind. I can't bear to have a friend I just met get into trouble, so I have to help. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Jiang Gandayi thought awe-inspiringly, it was definitely not him who wanted to show off!
(End of this chapter)