Traveling across the heavens starting from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 16 Cui Yu asks for poetry
"Bowl."

"Bowl."

Cui Yu stared at the poem written by Li Huaian on the paper, stood there blankly, and kept thinking about it in his mouth.

"Brother Cui, why don't you write it?"

After Li Huaian copied the poem, he also wrote his name on the paper. He turned to look at Cui Yu, who was still standing beside him blankly. Seeing that the other party had not yet started writing, he gave a reminder.

"what."

"Oh."

"Yes, I haven't written it yet."

"I'll write it right now."

The absent-minded Cui Yu came back to her senses, subconsciously picked up the brush and began to dip it in the inkstone with ink. Then she grabbed a piece of paper and spread it on the table, ready to start writing.

but.

When it’s time to put pen to paper.

Cui Yu stopped again instead.

Let the ink from the brush drip onto the paper.

"Bowl."

He recited the poem just now in his mouth again.

Cui Yu glanced at the paper in front of him and the brush in his hand, and instantly threw the brush in his hand on the table.

"Write, I'll write shit."

"No more writing."

Finished venting anger.

Cui Yu looked at Li Huaian with a resentful look.

"Brother Li, you are so talented and can write such enviable poems. No matter how much I, Cui, write, it is of no use."

"It's better not to write it, and then I won't be embarrassed."

Done.

Cui Yu showed an expression of giving up, lying down and not fighting anymore.

"It doesn't matter if I don't participate in this poetry competition, I'll just find a beautiful girl to drink with and watch Su Ruoqiu dance."

"You really don't want to write?"

Li Huaian doesn't care. Whether he writes it or not depends entirely on Cui Yu himself.

"No more writing."

Cui Yu shook his head.

"Okay, let's find a good seat, have a bottle of good wine, and wait for the results later."

"No, in addition to good wine, I also want the company of two beauties to soothe my wounded heart."

"it is good."

Li Huaian nodded in agreement.

The two of them walked towards Luohua Pavilion, the venue for the Oiran's Outing tonight in Wanhua Building, preparing to find a good seat.

Wait for Li Huaian and Cui Yu to leave.

The maid responsible for guiding them to write poems picked up the poem written by Li Huaian and fiddled with it left and right.

"This poem is so good, it makes me happy just reading it."

In a place like Wanhua Building, the people who come and go on weekdays are either dignitaries or literary talents, and the topics they talk about are romance, poetry, and songs.

Over time.

This maid can't compose poetry, but she can also recite poetry.

It's just a stubborn stone, stained by the eyes and ears.

I also learned how to appreciate poetry early on.

That's why we can tell the quality of Li Huaian's poems at a glance.

"I need to show this to Miss Su right away. She will definitely like it very much and will be happy. Maybe she can give me some more rewards."

Thinking of the reward, the maid smiled.

The maidservants in brothels like them have no future. What they want is to be able to save some life-saving money for themselves when they grow old.

but.

The maid did not immediately leave to deliver it to Su Ruoqiu in the boudoir, but frowned at the poem in her hand.

"Poetry is good poetry."

"That's the word. It's really ugly."

"This Li Langjun, don't you practice calligraphy on weekdays?"

"I'm really afraid that when Miss Su saw this word for the first time, she would just throw it away and stop reading. There would be no reward left."

"Would you like some help?"

The maid muttered, picking up several other poems she had written before on the table, and placed Li Huaian's poem on top, preparing to send them to Su Ruoqiu's boudoir.

At this time, Li Huaian and Cui Yu had found an excellent seat in Luohua Pavilion, started drinking, and enjoyed the program prepared by Wanhua Pavilion before the oiran came out of the pavilion tonight.

Li Huaian didn't know that after the two of them left, the maid who invited them to write poems would praise his poems and complain about his calligraphy skills.

Even know.

There was nothing Li Huaian could do.

to him.

When writing poems, it is already a very good performance to ask someone to ask how to write the words without picking up the pen and forgetting the words.

Most people living in modern society are people who never leave their mobile phones. Few people can write by hand, and they all choose to type on their mobile phones.

Don't even care about typos in the mobile phone input method.

How many people can forget to write without picking up a pen, and can write words smoothly on paper just by picking up a pen?

I'm afraid they are already rare.

I also hope that he can write calligraphy well.

If I hadn't dabbled in calligraphy when I was in school, and because I got the [Zhutian] system, I could teleport across the Tang Dynasty world.

During the period when Li Huaian was planning to obtain legal household registration in the Tang Dynasty, he purposefully practiced writing calligraphy so that he could get used to writing the characters of the Tang Dynasty.

I guess when I wrote this poem, the calligraphy would be even uglier.

There are even anachronistic simplified Chinese characters.

"Brother Li, I thought about the poem you just wrote. It seems that the poem is incomplete. Is there still a second half?"

Cui Yu drank the wine fed by the beauty in her arms, still thinking about the poem Li Huaian had just written. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the poem was incomplete, as if it was only half.

The more I thought about it, the more certain I became.

Li Huaian looked at the beauties dancing in the hall, nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed only half."

Hearing that poem is only half true.

Cui Yu immediately became energetic, pushed away the beauty in her arms, came to Li Huaian with a bottle of wine, and asked quietly: "Brother Li, do you have the second half of that poem? Have you thought about it in your heart?" .”

Seeing Cui Yu's expectant face, Li Huaian nodded and said, "Yes, I have already thought about it."

Cui Yu quickly filled Li Huaian's cup with wine and begged: "Hurry, hurry, brother Li, tell me quickly. I'm tired of waiting. I saw such a good poem but didn't read the whole poem." , It’s really painful.”

His demeanor is almost crazy.

"Ok."

"Then tell me and listen."

"Cui is here to listen."

When Li Huaian saw Cui Yu's respectful actions, he really looked like he had to know.

Simply put, there is nothing to hide.

So I read out all the songs I copied from Nalan Xingde's "Magnolia".

"If life is just like the first time we met, Lishan's words will last until midnight, and the tears will rain and the bell will not complain. How can I be so lucky to be a man in brocade, and I will wish for you that day."

"Good poetry."

When Cui Yu heard the poem in full, she couldn't help but marvel, and drank it hard with a wine bottle.

Finish the wine in the jug.

I felt sorry for Li Huaian.

"Brother Li's poems are so good, why didn't you write them all just now? If you did, I, Cui, can guarantee that all the poems here tonight are rubbish, and only Brother Li can come out on top."

"In that case, Cui is very lucky."

"Nothing else, because I don't want to write, and I think half a poem is enough."

Li Huaian gave an answer that shocked Cui Yu.

This reason is true.

However, there was another reason he didn't say.

Because it's too embarrassing.

That is, when he was halfway through copying the song "Magnolia", the hand holding the brush began to get sore and he couldn't write anymore.

Writing calligraphy is really difficult for him.

In addition, the whole poem is halfway through, and it feels like it is enough to become a poem.So, I planned to let myself go and use only half of my poems to participate in the poetry competition for the oiran to become the first in the cabinet.

When Cui Yu was surprised.

The maikos in Luohua Pavilion also finished dancing.

A beauty from Wanhua Tower, Duzhi (similar to the title of host), walked into Luohua Pavilion and said: "Dear guests, in a moment, Su Ruoqiu, the oiran of Wanhua Tower, will perform a dance for tonight's guests."

Hear what everyone knows.

The atmosphere in the entire Luohua Pavilion instantly became high, and everyone's eyes turned to the entrance of Luohua Pavilion.

I saw a graceful beauty walking into Luohua Pavilion surrounded by a group of maids.

When that beauty walks, every step she makes is charming, and every casual glance is full of love, attracting the attention of people around her.

As graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming.

Seeing Su Ruoqiu's dance.

The first thing Li Huaian thought of was the Luo Shen Fu used to describe Luo Shen.

Then there is.

The Dunhuang goddess who best matches the Tang Dynasty.

It was like eating uncooked mushrooms from Dian Yun and actually seeing the goddesses on the Dunhuang murals descending to the mortal world to dance with the human world.

wrong.

Li Huaian is currently in the Tang Dynasty, watching Dunhuang dance.

exactly.

It should be the real and original Dunhuang goddess dance of the Tang Dynasty.

Because Li Huaian saw that Su Ruoqiu's dance was very similar to the Dunhuang dance he saw in the main world.

In other words, Su Ruoqiu's dance is the dance closest to Dunhuang dance.

The only difference is that Su Ruoqiu's dance is bolder, more charming, more graceful, and more seductive. Every look, every movement, every twist of the waist seems to be telling, whispering in the ear, come here. , look at me quickly, eat me quickly.

These ones.

It can be understood from all the surrounding guests that if they had not maintained their identity, they would have wanted to rush to the stage and eat Su Ruoqiu alive on the spot.

Even Cui Yu's face turned red, his veins popped out, and he almost broke the wine glass in his hand.

"Is it because I've watched too many movies?"

The men were completely aroused by Su Ruoqiu's dance, which made Li Huaian feel unsafe, especially when there was Cui Yu who was about to turn into a beast next to him.

So, he quickly took the wine bottle and found a slightly safer place around.

Also next to a pillar.

Leaning against the pillar, drinking wine.

Put yourself out there.

Seeing that all the men in the Luohua Pavilion were acting ugly, they were no longer the literati and elegant people they were before.

"Maybe I've watched too many girl groups."

Seeing that Su Ruoqiu's dance was not unfeeling.

Have.

There must be.

However, the most important thing is a sense of freshness.

After all, living in the main world, a modern society with an explosion of information, is still an era of mobile Internet, and there is no such thing as dance online.

Forget about wearing clothes.

Unclothed.

I read it all on my mobile phone.

Except for her appearance, Su Ruoqiu is far better than those Internet celebrities, and her dancing is indeed not too addictive.

A dance.

As Su Ruoqiu left.

Buzzing.

Mei Ying wasted.

The beasts all over the place once again regained their literati morals, tidied up their messy clothes, raised glasses to drink with their friends, and joked with the beauties around them. They were not at all as wild as they had been just now.

It's like it was just a dream.

After regaining consciousness, Cui Yu saw that Li Huaian was not around, so she quickly raised her glass to look for him. When she saw Li Huaian leaning against the pillar, she took two quick steps and came closer.

"Brother Li, how was Su Ruoqiu's dance just now? I almost couldn't control it. Fortunately it ended in time, otherwise I'm afraid I would really lose face."

He looked fascinated, still thinking about it.

Simultaneously.

One hand involuntarily reached towards the lower third road.

Li Huaian pointed at Cui Yu's hand and teased: "You have lost some face now. Your actions seem like you really have no control."

"No way."

Cui Yu retracted her hand and refused to admit it.

Just when I want to defend myself.

A maid came to Li Huaian.

"But Li Huaian, Li Langjun?"

"it's me."

Li Huaian wondered what the maid had to do with him.

Cui Yu looked excited. She patted Li Huaian's shoulder with the hand that had just touched his lower body and said, "Brother Li, you are the winner tonight."

"Winner."

Li Huaian quickly knocked Cui Yu's hand away.

Grandma has legs. Didn’t she know that she just touched her?

And slapped him.

Cui Yu didn't care about this, and still said excitedly: "This maid is the maid next to Su Ruoqiu. She must have come here to invite you to Miss Su's boudoir. It seems that in today's poetry competition, Brother Li won half a poem Poetry came out on top.”

"After tonight, Brother Li will also move to Chang'an."

Is this a win?

Li Huaian looked at the maid.

The maid put her hands in front of her, bowed slightly and said, "I would also like to ask Li Langjun to follow me to my lady's boudoir and have a chat with my lady to understand my lady's feelings for the meeting."

"Okay, you lead the way."

Li Huaian nodded in agreement without hesitation.

There is no need to hesitate in this matter, oiran. Any hesitation will make people think that there is something wrong with him and doubt whether he is a man.

"Brother Cui."

Before leaving, Li Huaian thought of Cui Yu.

"Brother Li, go quickly. Don't keep the beauty waiting. That would be a sin. I don't need you to worry about it. I will have a gentle place to sleep in for a while."

When Cui Yu saw Li Huaian turning around, he quickly urged him to leave quickly.

see.

Li Huaian stopped staying and followed the maidservant out of Luohua Pavilion, heading to Su Ruoqiu's boudoir.

tension.

Hesitant.

Single mother and fetus.

Is it going to end tonight?
Thinking of this, I began to feel a little overwhelmed. I couldn't help but start to recall the teaching materials and various postures I had seen before. I wanted to wait until I saw Su Ruoqiu, and when the key steps were reached, Not to show timidity.

no way.

Whether it is the main world or the Tang Dynasty world.

This is Li Huaian's first time.

I only have theoretical knowledge in my mind and have never practiced it.

No one knows whether he will perform abnormally on the spot.

The whole person started to feel empty.

But also a little excited.

It seems so out of place with Wanhua Tower.

I could even hear Cui Yu laughing in Luohua Pavilion, bragging to the people around me, and the laughter resounded throughout the night sky of Wanhua Tower.

"Mr. Lang, we are here. This is the lady's boudoir."

The maid opened the door in front of her and invited: "Mr. Sir, please come in. My young lady is waiting for you inside."

When Li Huaian walked into the room, he saw Su Ruoqiu dressed in a plain skirt, with long hair hanging naturally, as if she had just been freshly washed. She was sitting on her knees at the desk, holding a piece of paper in her hand, looking at it carefully.

That piece of paper, presumably, was the piece of paper on which he wrote the poem.

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