Mingshi

Chapter 1053 Xu Jie Feels the Crisis

Xu Luqing's face was flushed, and a touch of humiliation flashed in her eyes.

This is really a kind of humiliation, I gave up a great chance to come back, remembering Luo Xin's words before, then I dug a hole for him to jump in, and didn't give him this chance to come back.

This is not only inferior to Luo Xin in poetry, but also inferior in IQ, which is really a shame.

At this time, he saw Luo Xin walking to the table again, picked up a pen, and couldn't help but think to himself:
"I don't believe that you can still write poems of the same level? If you can't, I will definitely humiliate you."

The discussions around fell silent all of a sudden, everyone stretched their necks and looked towards Luo Xin.The Xiangxiang girl on the second floor stared at Luo Xin with a pair of wonderful eyes.flushed.

Luo Xin picked up the pen and scribbled on the paper, then put down the pen again and stood there thinking.Xu Shixing on the side chanted loudly:
"Lishan language is half past midnight, tears and rain and rain and bells will never complain."

This time, after Xu Shixing finished reciting, there was silence inside and outside Piaoxiang Tower.The Tang Dynasty was not far from the Song Dynasty. The allusions of these two sentences came from Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan. How could these scholars not know?

The relationship between Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan is recorded in history.What about the ending?
"Lishan dialect is half past midnight, tears and rain and zero bells will never complain." The two sentences use the allusion of Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan's love.On Qixi Festival, Tang and Yang made a vow of eternal love in Huaqing Palace.The oath of Shanmenghai is still there, and as soon as the Maweipo Incident broke out, Concubine Yang Guifei became a victim of political struggle and was stabbed to death by Tang Minghuang.It is said that on the way back to Chang'an from Sichuan, Tang Minghuang heard the ringing of bells in the rain on the plank road, which aroused his love for Concubine Yang, and wrote the famous song "Yulin Ring".Here we borrow this allusion to say that even if we make a final decision, there will be no resentment.

"Ugh……"

Luo Xin sighed faintly, picked up the pen again, wrote a sentence on the paper, then put down the pen, turned around and left without stopping.And Xu Shixing glanced at Luo Xin's writing, and sighed faintly, and did not recite it, but followed Luo Xin out of Piaoxiang Tower.Juzi outside Piaoxiang Tower didn't know what happened. The poem was not finished yet, so why did Luo Xin leave?
However, just when they wanted to ask Luo Xin, they heard the sound of chanting coming from Piaoxiang Building.The original Chen Dong couldn't help but stepped forward and read out the last two sentences written by Luo Xin.

"How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will make a wish that day."

There was silence inside and outside Piaoxiang Building, immersed in the artistic conception of the last two lines of the poem, Luo Xin and Xu Shixing walked slowly out of the crowd and walked away.

"How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will make a wish that day."

Miss Xiangxiang on the second floor burst into tears, thinking of her own life experience, she felt very sad.

These last two sentences are borrowed from Tang Li Shangyin's "Mawei": "How can Siji be the emperor, not as good as Lu's family has no worries".Unlucky, unfeeling.Jin Yilang refers to Tang Minghuang.It also means that how can it be compared to Tang Minghuang back then, he still had vows with Yang Yuhuan of lovebirds and Lian Lizhi!
Yes!

Tang Minghuang still has the lovebirds and Lian Lizhi's oath.

But what about me?
"call……"

Chen Dong let out a long breath, turned his head to look at Xu Luqing and said:

"Master Xu, it's your turn to compose poetry."

"To make you paralyzed!"

Xu Luqing cursed in her heart, flicked her robe sleeves, then turned and left.Jiang Wencai's face was ashen, and he felt that the eyes around him were full of sarcasm, so he couldn't help covering his face with his sleeves, and staggered away.

At this time, everyone has no place to compare poems. With this poem here, who dares to compare poems?They dispersed one by one.It's just that Luo Xin's poem quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants.

If life is just like first sight, why is Qiu Feng sadly painting a fan.

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

Lishan language stopped the night for a while, tears, rain, and Lin Ling did not complain.

How Bo Xing Jin Yilang, wishing the same day.

At this time, Miss Xiangxiang had returned to the room, stood in front of the window, looked out of the window absent-mindedly, chanted in a low voice, and shed another line of tears.

"This Luo Xin is too arrogant!" Qiu Ju, the maid standing behind her, said angrily, "Leave after finishing the poem. What do you think of our girl?"

Miss Xiangxiang sighed faintly, and said with bitterness on her face: "What do you take me for? A prostitute. He is a great Confucian in the world, the military god of this dynasty, Wugui is the Marquis, and Wengui is the fourth rank. At such an age , The achievements you have made can no longer be described as young heroes. How can you think of me?"

"The girl is a famous prostitute!"

"Famous prostitutes are also prostitutes!" Miss Xiangxiang's eyes showed a trace of pain: "Do you really think that someone like Mr. Luo will spend a good night with me?"

"Oh..." Qiu Ju lowered her head listlessly.

Miss Xiangxiang secretly clenched her fists, and her eyes became firm when she looked out of the window.He said secretly in his heart:

"Luo Xin, for a young man like you, I, Xiangxiang, will not give up easily."

If life is just like first sight, why is Qiu Feng sadly painting a fan.

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

Lishan language stopped the night for a while, tears, rain, and Lin Ling did not complain.

How Bo Xing Jin Yilang, wishing the same day.

Gao Gong put down the paper in his hand, looked at Wang Xijue who was standing opposite, and said with a light smile, "Your year is really amazing!"

At this time, Xu Jie was also putting down the paper in his hand, looking at Xu Luqing who was standing in front of him, frowned slightly, and finally sighed:

"Lu Qing, Luo Xin just stopped writing poems in recent years, but how can someone who can write "Yanglin Poetry Collection" be exhausted? You are reckless."

"Baby...baby..."

"Nothing!" Xu Jie said indifferently: "It's just a poem, it's not a big deal. Although it will affect your reputation a bit, it won't affect our Xu family."

Speaking of this, he took a deep look at Xu Luqing and said, "Your Majesty...he will not change the cabinet during his lifetime. The cabinet is still in competition with Gao Gong. In such a short period of time, Your Majesty can't find a replacement for me." and people with high arches."

"Such a short time?" Xu Luqing said in a daze, "Father, you mean..."

Xu Jie shook his head, and said in a low voice: "So, what we need to do now is to build a good relationship with King Yu. Let someone prepare a sedan chair, and I will visit King Yu."

Prince Yu's Mansion.

"Good poem! Good poem!"

King Yu held the paper in his hand, his face flushed with excitement, and he walked back and forth on the ground.

"It's been many years, and I haven't seen such a good poem, Master Luo. No, I'm too excited. I will also go to see Master Luo. Prepare the sedan chair and go to Luofu."

When Xu Jie's sedan chair came to the gate of King Yu's Mansion, he happened to see King Yu stepping into the sedan chair with one foot.Xu Jie called out to King Yu:

"Your Highness!"

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(End of this chapter)