Tiantang

Chapter 155 Shangyuan Poetry Club
Chapter 164 Shangyuan Poetry Club

Li Bai's words were low and deep, containing thousands of emotions that only Li Chiying himself could understand.

Li Chiying's eyes turned red, and tears slowly shed.

Li Bai was shocked, and hurried forward and said softly, "Ying'er, if you are unhappy, I will give up the idea."

Li Chiying wiped away tears, and said quietly, "Qinglang, I don't mean to blame you. I just feel guilty and resentful. Although I am the emperor's sister, I can't find a favor for my beloved son to serve the court." Position……"

"Ying'er..." Li Bai grabbed Li Chiying's hand with a smile, "I have gained a lot from being with you again this time in Beijing. It doesn't matter whether you can become an official or not. You and I are both old and young." It’s not too young, there is not much time left, I only hope that the rest of my life will be with each other forever!”

"You really don't blame the slave family?" Li Chiying smiled through tears, suddenly remembered something, leaned into Li Bai's arms and said softly, "That Zhang Xuan once wrote the Taizhen Fairy Fu for Concubine Yang Gui, and she became famous in Chang'an. ;The slave family also wants you to write a beautiful poem for me... okay?"

Li Bai nodded, "Allow me to start writing tomorrow. The so-called Taizhen Fairy Fu is just a trifle to flatter the imperial concubine by sensationalism. It's just a superficial thing. There are only gorgeous rhetoric but no real feelings. What's the point?"

Li Bai dismissed Zhang Xuan's poems and songs.If others say this, Li Chiying will definitely think that he is jealous of his talent, but Li Bai's pride has a certain amount of capital.

At this moment, a maid whispered softly outside the study door, "Your Highness, Her Royal Highness Princess Wanchun in the palace sent a message, saying that on the night of the Lantern Festival, the imperial concubine and His Highness Wanchun were in the imperial city of Suzaku. Above the gate tower of the gate palace, there will be a Shangyuan poetry meeting, and His Highness and Mr. Li are invited to participate."

Li Bai was overjoyed, "Ying'er, it's great. I just don't know if Zhang Xuan will participate..."

"The poetry meeting organized by the noble concubine is also a feast for the Shangyuan Festival, and the prince will definitely attend. And as long as the prince comes, Zhang Xuan, as the prince's right-hand man, will definitely appear. It's just that this kid has a deep mind, and he may not be willing to compete with you on the spot. "

Li Chiying pondered for a moment, then spoke softly.

Li Bai sneered, "We can't help him when we meet face to face."

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The Lantern Festival is coming soon.Before the Shangyuan Festival, Li Heng, as the prince of the country, issued an edict to amnesty the world.

The usual imperial capital, Chang'an, has a curfew.However, three days before and after the Shangyuan Festival, the imperial court will cancel the curfew restrictions as usual to facilitate the people to enjoy the lanterns, which is called "night release".

"Fire trees and silver flowers converge, and star bridge iron locks open. The dark dust follows the horses, and the bright moon follows people. The horses are full of plums, and the songs are full of plum blossoms. Jinwu can't help the night, and the jade leaks don't remind each other."

As night fell, every street and alley in Chang'an City was decorated with lights and festoons, and around the imperial city and on both sides of Zhuque Street, there were many lantern wheels, tree lanterns, and lantern towers. Go out to enjoy the lights.

Looking down from the gate tower of Suzaku Gate, you can see traffic jams, crowds of people, and it is very lively.

Normally, Chang'an City would never see so many people. Even Zhang Xuan, a traveler, was deeply moved when he saw this big scene of surging crowds.

This night of Shangyuan is extremely extravagant, and these lanterns alone cost a lot. If you add in the singing and dancing banquets in the palace and the spontaneous games among the people, the money and food consumed will be astronomical.

Although this is related to the prosperous Tang Dynasty's love of luxury, it also shows the strong national strength of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Heng took the lead, followed by Zhang Xuan and Yang Guozhong, who went up to the city gate tower, one to participate in the Shangyuan poetry meeting, and the other to have fun with the people.At this time, if someone pays attention to observe, they will find that the eunuch serving the prince is no longer Yu Chaoen, but Li Fuguo.

Above the city tower, the lights are bright.Almost all civil and military officials from the Manchu Dynasty, royal family members, dignitaries in Chang'an, and even famous literati came.Because Concubine Yang Guifei came forward to organize this Shangyuan Poetry Fair, it has an official color and has received strong support from the court.And Princess Wanchun, who single-handedly managed the poetry meeting, invited many people by name.

Yang Yuhuan sits in the center, and there is an empty seat on her left, which is obviously reserved for important court officials such as Prince Li Heng, Zhang Xuan, and Yang Guozhong; on the right side of Yang Yuhuan are Yang Sanjie and other members of the Yang clan, as well as some royal clan members. Dear.Cui Ying was also called to Yang Yuhuan's side because of her relationship with Zhang Xuan.

Yang Yuhuan was talking to the Third Sister Yang beside her with a smile, and at a glance she saw Li Chiying, a female Taoist nun in a Tsing Yi Taoist robe, and Li Bai who followed her closely.

Although Li Chiying no longer has the title of princess, she is the emperor's younger sister after all. In such an informal occasion, her seat is still very close to the front.

Yang Yuhuan beckoned to Li Chiying, "Sister Yuzhen, come and sit beside Ben Gong."

Li Chiying walked over with a complicated expression, silently bowed to Yang Yuhuan, and then sat down behind Yang Yuhuan's right side.

Yang Yuhuan glanced at Li Bai again, and smiled slightly, "Could it be Li Taibai in front?"

Li Bai and Yang Yuhuan are naturally acquaintances.Li Bai's three popular Qingping tunes were written by Yang Yuhuan.

Li Bai regained his composure, smiled and bowed down, "Li Bai, a grassroots man, pay my respects to the imperial concubine!"

Li Bai's voice was clear and powerful, and many guests present turned around in surprise and cast playful eyes on Li Bai.

Yang Yuhuan nodded, "Excuse me, let me sit down."

Wan Chun was standing on the spot, directing the eunuchs and maids to arrange everything. When he heard the movement, he turned his head and looked at Li Bai deeply.

Wan Chun quickly looked around, looking for Zhang Xuan's trace.I couldn't find Zhang Xuan after looking around, so I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

At this time, Li Fuguo's shrill and gloomy voice resounded throughout the audience——

"His Royal Highness the Prince Jian Guo has arrived!"

Except for Yang Yuhuan, all the people present stood up to greet him, and then bowed down, "I will pay my respects to His Royal Highness, Prince Jian Guo!"

Li Heng laughed loudly, "Everyone, I am exempt from courtesy."

After finishing speaking, Li Heng strode forward and bowed down in front of Yang Yuhuan, "My son, Li Heng, pay my respects to my mother and concubine!"

Li Henggong issued an edict to recognize Yang Yuhuan as his concubine, so it is natural that he cannot lose his courtesy in public at this moment.Although he is the prince of Jian Guo, he is not the emperor after all. Today's protagonist is Yang Yuhuan, not him.When I met Yang Yuhuan, I should still pay my respects.

Yang Yuhuan also gave Li Heng enough face, she stood up lightly, smiled and gave her a little help, "Heng Er, please get up, and join me in this Palace to have fun with all the people and spend the Shangyuan Festival together!"

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The first month is in the sky, and the lights and the bright moon complement each other. On this night of Shangyuan, the prosperous scene in Chang'an city is comparable to a paradise on earth.

Boom boom boom!Boom boom boom!Boom boom boom!
Nine thundering drums sounded, and a row of singers in costumes wore flower crowns and scarves. Accompanied by the sound of drums and dance music, Tingting walked into the arena and danced on the red carpet with fluttering long sleeves. .

Wan Chun turned to Yang Yuhuan with a smile on his face and said, "Ma'am, this is the dance music that Wan Chun personally arranged, has it ever caught my eye?"

Yang Yuhuan chuckled, "Wan Chun, you've bothered. This song and dance is very good."

As soon as Yang Yuhuan's voice fell, she heard the melody change, from mellow and lingering to suddenly high-pitched and powerful, a singing girl turned around, raised her head and sang loudly——

"If you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, it will rush to the sea and never return. If you don't see the mirror in the high hall, the sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful. Come back after the thousands of gold are gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time..."

This song girl sang Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine". The momentum of Li Bai's poems coupled with the song girl's loud voice and complementary dancers directly pushed the opening Shangyuan dance music to a climax.

There was thunderous applause on the field.

Li Chiying glanced back at Li Bai with some pride, Li Bai smiled slightly, but remained silent.

Yang Yuhuan and Yang Sanjie frowned.

Yang Yuhuan glanced at Wan Chun dissatisfiedly, and complained secretly: What the hell is this girl Wan Chun doing? Why did she quote Li Bai's poems at the beginning? Isn't it clear that she wants to push Li Bai to the fore?

A sly smile flashed across Wan Chun's eyes.She subconsciously turned her head to glance at Zhang Xuan, and saw Zhang Xuan sitting there expressionless, indifferent, blinking her eyes, suddenly thinking about it.

She stood up gracefully, walked towards the field, waved her hands and said loudly, "My lady, brother of the prince, everyone, today's Shangyuan Poetry Contest is unprecedentedly grand. From my point of view, in previous years, there was a flood of poems for the Shangyuan Lantern Festival. Change the charter."

After finishing speaking, Wan Chun pointed to the bright moon in the sky, and said with a smile, "Today's Shangyuan night, when the bright moon is in the sky, why not use the bright moon as the theme to add to the fun of the lantern festival?"

Li Heng applauded.

With Li Heng nodding his head like this, everyone began to respond with a roar.

Wan Chun's big watery eyes blinked, then suddenly turned his head to look at Li Bai, and raised his hand with a smile, "I have heard about Li Taibai's poems about immortals for a long time, and today is the right time for the meeting, so would you like to contribute to the poetry meeting?"

Li Bai was thinking about how to find an opportunity to perform on stage and at the same time challenge Zhang Xuan, when he suddenly heard Princess Wanchun calling him, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

For him, reciting poems is something that comes at his fingertips, how can he be afraid?

Li Bai suddenly got up, walked to the spot, bowed to Yang Yuhuan and Prince Li Heng, and then bowed to everyone.

"Li Bai is not talented, and he is willing to throw bricks to attract others." Li Bai didn't have too many polite greetings, and after a little pondering, he sang a song——

"In the bright light of Shangyuan, beauties travel together. The spring breeze opens the purple palace, and the heavenly music descends to the Zhulou. The dance is full of skill, and the charming song is half shameful. It's even more pity for the moonlit night, when the maid smiles and hides the hook."

After Li Bai finished reciting, there was warm applause immediately.

Wan Chun also applauded, but turned his head to look at Zhang Xuan, and said with a smile, "General Zhang, you are also a talented person in this world. How can there be no poems in the Shangyuan Poetry Club?"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Zhang Xuan.

(End of this chapter)