Ji Tang

Chapter 65

"Fire trees and silver flowers close, Star Bridge iron locks open."

Ji Song saw that the trees in the distance were covered with lanterns, as if they were on fire, and he casually uttered a poem.

When everyone heard the first sentence, they had already started to quiet down.Even Princess Pingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the people." There is nothing surprising about this sentence, but it also clearly describes the lively scene today.

Li Yuan's expression suddenly brightened when the sentence "All the prostitutes are Li, and all the songs are plum blossoms." After Ji Song came out, Li Yuan's expression brightened, but he didn't speak, but said to Pingyang: "This kid is not bad!"

"Jinwu can't help the night, don't let the jade leak remind you."

The night ban has been lifted in the capital, and you don’t need to worry about the timing clock, don’t let the Lantern Festival, which is only once a year, pass by in a hurry.

The last sentence not only points out the time and place, but also sets off good wishes for people.

There’s no need to rush when there’s beautiful scenery. Time goes by slowly. Let these busy people have a wonderful Lantern Festival.

"What's the name of this poem?" As soon as Ji Song finished speaking, Kong Yingda hurriedly came to Ji Song, took his hand and asked.

""The Fifteenth Night of the First Moon"" Ji Song said.

"Good, good! Looking at the whole poem, it is gorgeous and colorful; the tones are harmonious and the charm is overflowing, just like a picture of Chang'an Lantern Festival, which makes people never get tired of it.

The style of this poem is very different from your previous "Liangzhou Ci", but there is nothing obtrusive about it. This shows that your poetry writing style is varied.

It is a pity and a pity to have such attainments at such a young age! "He first praised Ji Song, but in the end he was full of regrets, which made Ji Song a little confused.

"What's Kong Aiqing's meaning? It's such a pity that this famous article was published tonight, adding a lot to the banquet tonight?" Li Yuan was also confused by Kong Yingda, so he asked aloud.

"Sighing, of course, is because of this wonderful poem tonight; it's a pity."

He paused at this point, turned his head to look at Li Gang, who was full of ambition, and said bitterly: "It's a pity that such a good seedling is accepted as a disciple by this old man who only knows the poor and poor. Feel sorry for this child!"

The smile on Li Gang's face suddenly froze. Looking at Kong Yingda, who was almost pointing at him and yelling at his misguided disciple, he yelled: "You, say it again?"

"I'm going to say it a hundred times, so what do you do?" Kong Yingda replied without giving in.

"I'm going to fight with you!" Seeing that the two famous Confucian scholars were about to perform martial arts, Ji Song realized this and quickly separated the two.

But even though they were separated, they still scolded each other through Ji Song, which made Ji Song feel helpless and ashamed of their love.

"Quick, quick! Pull them away quickly!" Li Yuan, who had reacted, hastily ordered the guards beside him.

As if thinking of something again, he ordered again: "Be careful, don't hurt the two lovers, or you will be questioned!"

"No!" Regardless of the bitterness in the guard's heart, they didn't dare to neglect, and immediately pulled the two away.

Maybe they were tired, but seeing His Majesty's guards coming, they also regained their senses.

After giving each other a cold snort, they flung their sleeves and left, leaving only the embarrassed Ji Song standing in the middle.

The chaos on the tower quickly attracted the attention of the people below. Xie Lian's family was also watching the song and dance in front of the Suzaku Gate. They were so close that they could vaguely see the figures on the tower.

Ji Song was standing at a position where half of his body was exposed outside the gate tower.

Xie Kuan was being hunched on his shoulders by his servants at this time, and he was looking farther than everyone else.

When he saw the familiar figure on the city gate, he mistook it at first, rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that he saw it correctly, he waved his little arm and shouted at the gate: "Brother Song, Song!" Brother, it's me!"

Ji Song was in embarrassment right now, but when he heard someone calling him, he turned his head and looked down the city.

When he saw that it was Xie Kuan, he was a little surprised, but he still waved to him.

"Daddy, I saw Brother Song." Xie Kuan said excitedly.

"Isn't it wrong?" Xie Kuan's actions just now startled them, and he felt relieved when he saw that the imperial guards hadn't moved much.But when I heard my son's words again, I couldn't believe it.

"Really, really, you even waved at me just now!" Seeing that his father didn't believe him, Xie Kuan said anxiously.

"Master, it's really Young Master Song, the little one saw it just now." The servant who hunched over Xie Kuan also said to Xie Lian.

"Daddy, it should be Brother Song. Last time he wrote a letter saying that he had received an invitation to a banquet from the imperial court. If there is no accident tonight, he will be there." Just when Xie Lian was hesitating, You Ning said to Xie Lian Said.

"Writing a letter? Why didn't I know?" Xie Lian asked in confusion.

"I" she was just happy when she heard the news about Ji Song, so she blurted it out without thinking too much.

Only then did I realize that my father didn't know about the correspondence between me and Brother Song.

When Xie Lian asked, she immediately blushed to her neck and was speechless.

"Your Majesty has a decree. Tonight there will be a Lantern Festival poem published, and I would like to share it with the people!"

Just when You Ning was at a loss, an eunuch announced loudly on the tower.

Xie Lian was also attracted for a while, and he didn't care about his daughter, so he just said ruthlessly: "I'll settle the score with you later!"

"Fire trees and silver flowers close, star bridge iron locks open.

The dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one after another.

The nomads are all succulents, and the songs are all falling.

Jinwu can't help the night, and the jade leaks don't remind each other. "

"It's so good that 'Jin Wu can't help the night, and the jade leaks don't urge each other.' I didn't expect that he would have such good poems after the last "Liangzhou Journey"." Xie Lian, as a doctor of Taixue, has nothing to say about his knowledge. Yes, after just reciting it once, I understood the meaning of it, and couldn't help but admire it. "That's right, of course I can't mention the poems written by Brother Song." You Ning said with some satisfaction.

"Hmph! I haven't finished talking about what happened just now, what happened to the letter?" Xie Lian said with a dark face.

"I...I..." You Ning squeaked left and right, but couldn't tell why.

Just when Xie Lian wanted to continue asking, Mrs. Zhang pulled Xie Lian down and whispered in his ear, "Okay, okay, can you go back and say something if you have something to say? Do you have to come here to ask?"

Xie Lian snorted coldly, then ignored his daughter.

Looking at her daughter, Mrs. Zhang thought that today's unusual dress was different from just now, and she understood in her heart.

As a knowledgeable daughter, how could Ms. Zhang not understand what her daughter is thinking?

But thinking about that outstanding young man, he felt a little worried about his daughter.

Ji Song didn't know that You Ning's little girl had exposed the little secret between them, and he was being forced by Li Yuan to compose another song!

He knew that he couldn't escape tonight, so he didn't refuse, and walked back to the gate tower to look at the tourists.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but You Ning just happened to see Ji Song standing above.

For a moment, the two eyes met, and there were thousands of words in their hearts that they could not come out.

Looking at the well-dressed little girl and those watery eyes, Ji Song's heart turned into a well-known poem in later generations: "The east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carving cars are fragrant all over the road.

The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.E'er's snowy willows are covered with golden threads, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance.The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly, looking back, that person was there, in the dim light. "

As soon as Ji Song finished speaking, the noisy Suzaku door suddenly fell silent.

If the previous "Fifteenth Night of the First Moon" is a rare and good poem, then this one will amaze us.

Especially the last sentence, "I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, in a dimly lit place." '

It is even more imaginative.I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, turned around suddenly, and inadvertently found her in a place where the lights were dimmed.

Its artistic conception is far-reaching, and it makes people have endless aftertaste. For a while, everyone fell into the tenderness deep in their hearts, and even Li Yuan seemed to be caught in longing and couldn't extricate himself!

Now that the banquet is here, there is no need to continue.

Li Yuan waved his hand, indicating that everyone was free, but he himself retreated.

"It's really surprising that you have written such a profound poem with a unique tune."

Ping Yang, who came to Ji Song's side at some point, looked at a girl in the crowd below and said to Ji Song.

“Sometimes, when you search blindly, you never find it.

When you are about to give up, she is by your side, but you always don't care.

Fate is like this, 'If you plant flowers with your heart, they will not bloom, but if you don't, you will plant willows and willows to make shade. 'Deliberately pursue it, but you can't get it anyway, maybe letting nature take its course is the best way!"

Ji Song also looked at the girl in the crowd, not knowing what she was thinking, and even her words were a little confused.

For Xiao Nizi, it's not enough to talk about love, but Ji Song feels very comfortable getting along with her.

Perhaps it was the peace of mind and lack of pretentiousness in getting along with her that made him relive long-lost memories from his previous life, which made him look particularly different towards Xiao Nizi.

"Perhaps!" Princess Pingyang left a sentence, took a deep look at the young man in the eyes, and could not tolerate other eyes, she turned and left.

Li Shimin looked at Ji Song's figure, and for a moment he felt ridiculous for his lack of concentration just now.

Thinking that he is an invincible general who has fought countless battles, he almost shed tears because of a poem.

He wanted to go over and talk to him, but thinking of his own situation, he shook his head and left with his eldest grandson Wugou.

Li Gang's eyes were full of relief, looking at the handsome and independent young man, he immediately felt that this life was worthwhile.

Kong Yingda looked at Ji Song complicatedly, and then glared at Li Gang with some jealousy.

With such a disciple, Li Gang's name will definitely appear in the history books after a hundred years and a thousand years.

But fate is like this, if you miss it, you miss it.

Prince Li Jiancheng also said to Wei Zheng beside him: "Now I am very much looking forward to how elegant Ji Song will be when he has fully grown up. I heard that he likes all kinds of ancient books. I have many in my study. I will go back and make a copy for him." "

"promise!"

"Let's go Yuning!"

At this time, it was Zi Shi, and people had already begun to return.

Ever since Brother Song's second poem was spread, her own daughter has been a little lost, dazed from time to time, and sometimes giggled.

Mrs. Zhang ignored Xie Lian who was already disgraced, and told him to hold his sleeping son while he pulled his daughter.

"Hey! Got it, mother!" You Ning smirked.

"Damn, this child is hopeless!"

Mrs. Zhang rubbed her forehead and said in distress.

(End of this chapter)