noffsinger Chapter 240 Changing the Poetry
Chapter 240 Changing the Poetry
Chapter 240 Changing the Poetry
Lin Su had already detected Zhang Haoran's arrival, reached the door, opened the door, Zhang Haoran appeared at the door, and brought a jug of wine...
"How did you know I was here?"
"You underestimate your status as the number one scholar too much. You are already a celebrity in the capital. When the number one scholar enters the building, Yuebin Inn can't wait to advertise on the door..." Zhang Haoran looked around: "I know you have an old problem , isn’t there a woman hiding in the room?”
"Hide your sister!" Lin Su said, "I went to Beijing this time, but I didn't even go to the relatives of the Qu family..."
It's all true.
Zhang Haoran understood: "That's good, I'll have a good drink with you!"
Put down the wine jar, take out the cup, and conjure up a table of small dishes like a magic trick. The dishes are good dishes, and the wine is like white clouds...
"Are you planning to have a long talk with me all night?" Lin Su was speechless.
Your sister is still in the bathroom...
Zhang Yiyu in the bathroom didn't dare to catch her breath, she was so regretful that she would have run away earlier if she had known that her brother was doing this, but now she was hiding in this airtight bathroom, but she couldn't escape. My elder brother, she can disappear at any time, but my elder brother is already a great Confucian, and the sensitivity of a great Confucianism is extraordinary...
"I really have a lot to say to others, brother, I'm lonely..." Zhang Haoran sighed.
What are you alone?
Parents and grandpa are by my side, and there are a lot of friends in the capital...
Zhang Haoran said that some things are just like this, even though he is in the world of mortals, he is surrounded by a lot of people, but he is even more lonely...
In Zhongshu Province, he was very unhappy, he felt that this place was a prison...
When the people around him say something, he knows it’s a lie, and what he says himself, he also knows it’s a lie. Everyone wears a mask, and you can’t see who the person behind the mask is...
Just now, Huo Qi and Li Yangxin both looked for me, yes, Qiu Mochi also looked for them, they knew you had just entered Beijing, and wanted to get together with you tonight, but I stopped them, I know how much you are in the officialdom now It's a taboo, it's not necessary to let them all be suspected by Shangguan...
Lin Su raised his glass: "You're right! I didn't contact them, and that's why."
"Only I don't care!" Zhang Haoran said: "Because the Prime Minister has already suspected me, since he is suspicious, then tear off the veil, it will be easier to tear it apart..."
Zhang Haoran was suspected by Lu Tiancong because of Lin Su. Lin Su exposed Lu Tiancong's suppression of the memorial in front of His Majesty. What kind of person is Lu Tiancong?It was immediately known who leaked it.How humiliating is it for him to be forced to kneel down to beg his majesty to be an official prime minister?How could he not wear a pair of small shoes for Zhang Haoran?
"I'm sorry!" Lin Su patted him on the shoulder: "I've been trying my best not to hurt my friend, but there are still some things..."
Zhang Haoran smiled softly: "Since we are friends, how can we not be involved? I am willing to be involved with you. Isn't there a sentence in the burial poem: Is the quality originally clean and clean when it comes? I Zhang Haoran was originally just a rich and idle person. Even if he lost this job, he would just go back to the past and still be a maverick Zhang Haoran. What's the matter? The biggest problem recently is not this, and it is not these things that I really want to find you today ..."
"what is that?"
Zhang Haoran sighed: "My old man has a convulsion!"
ah?Lin Su didn't understand.
ah?Zhang Yiyu in the bathroom almost jumped, grandpa convulsed?sick?
Zhang Haoran said: "Don't get me wrong, my old man is really convulsed, he actually looked at the wall of poems left by my house and said that the poems on the wall are not pleasing to the eye, and he said that there are no Zhang family's poems on the wall, so he must arrest me and let me within ten days... no , now there are only five days left, write a colorful poem within five days, otherwise, let me copy "Xia Li" a hundred times! "Xia Li" has [-] characters, how much is a hundred times?"
Lin Su smiled: "Copied "Xia Li" a hundred times... Which etiquette did you violate? It made the old man so angry?"
He sees the essence through appearances.
The wall of poems is not unique today, it has been standing there for decades, and suddenly today it is not pleasing to the eye, and you, Zhang Haoran, are about to accomplish an almost impossible task - if it is so easy to write colorful poems, it will not be spread For thousands of years, many literati can't write a poem in their lifetime.It is impossible to copy "Xia Li" a hundred times, it is so important, it is illogical at all, there is only one possibility, that is Zhang Haoran violated a matter of etiquette, and this matter is not easy to make public, he I even wonder if something indescribable happened between you Xiaozhang and an elder woman in your family.
Zhang Haoran complained: "What etiquette can I violate? There is absolutely nothing... That's why I said he had a convulsion, and that's why I'm looking for you..."
"Let me write you a colorful poem?" Lin Su said, "Isn't that good?"
"You just write it to me, what's the matter? I wrote a song, you can help me see how to change it..."
If someone else asked Lin Su to help write a colorful poem, Lin Su could do it without hindrance, but Zhang Haoran was different, he was a literary genius, how could he ask Lin Su to write for him directly?Then he signed it, so wouldn't he be the most shameless literary thief among literati?
Change the poem, that's good!
Zhang Haoran put his hands together, and a piece of paper appeared in his palm, on which was a poem...
"A bit unconvinced, thousands of miles away in a death cage, walking with the turbid waves, still remembering the apricot blossoms."
Lin Su recited this poem, feeling the surging heart of the young student in front of him...
Zhang Yiyu in the bathroom also felt a little distressed, brother stepped into the officialdom, not happy at all...
As for Zhang Haoran, he really didn't have any confidence in his heart. During this period of time, he wrote a lot of poems, but he was not satisfied with each capital. There must be something different in the poems. It is possible to break through from the point of true feelings.
This is his true feelings after entering the court...
In front of me, the talented poet who is famous for writing colorful poems, can he change?
"Your poem has real feelings, have you tried it, can you deposit money?"
Zhang Haoran said: "You are really precise, you have half-stepped into the golden poem!"
He tried it with gold paper and precious ink, and the silver light is rich, with a little gold edge, half-stepped into gold, far away from the colorful poems.
Lin Su said: "Of course the poems are full of true feelings, but they are less open-minded. Let me change six words for you!"
"Say it!" Zhang Haoran was excited.
Lin Su said: "A little bit of awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of blissful wind, passing away with the turbid waves, still remembering the red apricot blossom!"
Zhang Yiyu's eyes suddenly brightened in the bathroom...
She listened to her brother's poems, and they were lifeless, but his poems were bold and open-minded, like a knight-errant walking away with a sword, and the picture suddenly opened up and boundless...
Zhang Haoran was full of praise: "A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of blissful wind! The ancient quatrains actually implanted my name in them, and what's even better, you actually only changed six characters... Good! Let me try! "
He swiped his pen and wrote:
"A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of blissful wind..."
The poem was completed, colorful lights permeated the small room, reflecting excitement on Zhang Haoran's face...
"Successful! You don't have to copy "Xia Li", no matter how many etiquettes you have violated..." Lin Su laughed loudly.
Zhang Haoran punched him loudly: "Who violated the etiquette law? No matter how much I violate the etiquette law, can I still violate you? I'm leaving! I won't tell my sister about the fact that you hid a woman in the bathroom tonight...don't worry Play……"
He ran away, Zhang Yiyu hid it well at first, but when this poem came out, she was a little shocked, after all, she couldn't escape her brother's surveillance.
Lin Su was tongue-tied, wanting to tell him, I already told you, I hid your sister...
In Green Willow Villa, Zhang Ju is standing on the highest roof, beside him is a shadow...
"Master, did something important happen?" Shadow asked.
Zhang Juzheng let out a long breath: "This kid came back from the rivers and lakes, rang the bell to shock the emperor, made Qin Fangweng a member of the nine clans, and in front of Lu Tiancong, scolded Lu Tian from the corpse, unworthy of the position, Your Majesty suggested that Lu Tiancong be dismissed!"
Shadow was taken aback: "In front of Lu Tiancong?"
"Exactly! Now you know how tricky this kid is?"
Shadow sighed: "The shot is ruthless, thoughtful, yet wild and bold. It is estimated that Zhang Wenyuan and Zhao Xun will not be able to sleep tonight!"
"It's not just Zhang Wenyuan and Zhao Xun? The prince...is also sleepless! The tranquility of the court has been broken, but I don't know who will be overwhelmed by the turbid waves..." Zhang Juzheng said: "Is Yiyu going back to the house?"
Shadow shook his head: "Miss has not returned home!"
Zhang Juzheng frowned: "You haven't come back yet?"
"Master, the young lady is originally from the Jianghu, and she didn't come back for several years..."
"The past was the past, and now is the present!" Zhang Juzheng said, "You may not know that this kid went with Yi Yu when he entered the rivers and lakes, and now that he came back and caused such a big storm, those people will be credited Green Willow Villa's..."
ah?And this?Shadow was also startled.
With a bang, a figure landed in front of the poetry screen, it was Zhang Haoran...
Zhang Juzheng and Ying Ying were startled at the same time, and looked at each other, this bastard, really write poetry?In the final analysis, the pile of bad things in front of you is Zhang Haoran, a bastard, if you, as an older brother, are not making friends with others, how could your sister get into someone else's boat?You can't write colorful poems tonight, copy "Xia Li" for me...
Zhang Haoran picks up a pen and starts writing...
"A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of blissful wind..."
Shicheng, the multicolored rays of light centered on Shiyingbi spread throughout the garden, the girls below exploded with a bang, and countless people rushed to the main building to announce the good news, Zhang Juzheng and Ying Ying were shocked...
Shiyingbi finally left an authentic Zhang Jiacai poem!
It's Zhang Haoran, his name is in the poem...
This is the glory of the ages, and this is the great joy of the Green Willow Villa...
……
It was now sunset.
On the west mountain, Banshanju welcomed a guest, but also a distinguished guest, Princess Yufeng.
Princess Yufeng has a courtyard in Xishan, and she will spend every summer in this courtyard. Princess Yufeng also likes poetry and knows Bi Xuanji very well. Every time she goes to Xishan, she will come to sit with her Sit down, and invite her to another courtyard as a guest.
When I came here today, Bi Xuanji smiled softly: "It's such a coincidence that Your Highness Princess is here today, I will introduce someone to you."
"who?"
"Weak Willow Fufeng..."
Princess Yufeng was slightly startled: "Lu Youwei? Isn't Ms. Lu...seriously ill? Resting here? May it be better..."
She herself is a sick person, and she has paid attention to Lu Youwei who is also seriously ill, especially since she has watched "The Song of Burying Flowers" countless times, she has a different feeling for Lu Youwei.But Lu Youwei is the granddaughter of Prime Minister Lu, and Princess Yufeng, as the princess of the former dynasty, has taboos about interacting with senior officials of the current dynasty, so she has never met Lu Youwei.
"Miss Lu has met a nobleman, she is already much better... come! She is in the inner room..."
When the two of them entered the room, Lu Youwei had already noticed it. As soon as she saw Her Royal Highness's attire, she got up and walked down the steps: "Little girl Lu Youwei, see Your Highness Princess!"
Princess Yufeng stretched out her hand and hurriedly held it.
Lu Youwei raised her head, and saw Princess Yufeng. Princess Yufeng's eyes fell on her face, and she felt that the rumors were true. Lu Youwei is so charming and unparalleled...
"Sister Youwei, I've watched your "The Song of Burying Flowers" countless times, it's really touching and lingering..." Princess Yufeng said.
There was a blush on Lu Youwei's face: "The princess praised the wrong person. It was Mr. Lin who wrote "The Song of Burying Flowers". How dare Youwei take the credit?"
"The beginning is yours! The poem is also written for you... how many people in the world can get a half-step green poem by Lin Sangong?"
This is true, Lu Youwei's heart is full of sweetness in an instant...
Yuebin Inn.
Zhang Yiyu finally came out of the bathroom. When her brother came, she hid in the bathroom. Only now did she confirm that her brother had left before she dared to come out. When she came out, her face was full of irresistible redness.
Lin Su looked at her, and smiled lightly. The brother and sister played a song, which is interesting...
Zhang Yiyu glanced at him: "Still laughing!...Hurry up and write poems, I'll hurry up and leave, your shabby house is not a place for people to stay..."
"Good!" Lin Su picked up the pen and took out the gold paper...
"Colorful ha..." Zhang Yiyu was so nervous and excited.
"Then I really don't know..."
Zhang Yiyu refused: "You helped my brother change the six characters, and changed them into five colors. They were written especially for me. Could it be seven colors? Hurry up and write!"
step by step...
Lin Su writes...
"If life is just like seeing it at first sight, why is the autumn wind sad and draws a fan, waiting for leisure to change but the old man's heart is easy to change, Nanshan dialect is late at night, tears and rain are raining, and he will never complain. wish that day."
As soon as the first seven characters came out, Zhang Yiyu's eyes froze.
If life is just as it was first seen, what a wonderful artistic conception?
She was instantly pulled back to the beginning, when she met him for the first time...
The poem is completed, the light on the gold paper is shining, like seven colors, like five colors, turbulent...
Zhang Yiyu's eyes are wide open, it's colorful poems, that's right, colorful or colorful, you should decide soon...
Suddenly, a ray of blue light went straight up to the sky, and in the night sky, green lotuses blossomed...
I rely on!
Lin Su let out a soft cry!
Zhang Yiyu's heart stopped beating instantly, Qing Shi?Handed down young poems?
How can it be?
She only hopes to get a seven-color song, but she really dare not want to hand it down to the world...
A blue light flowed through the air, spreading throughout the city, and a line of golden characters rose from the void...
"If life is just like the first time you see it, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan..."
The green poem illuminates the night sky, and a line of words below is also clearly visible—the handed down green poem "Mulan Ci", the author, Da Cang Lin Su, gifted to Yiyu!
C!Lin Su's heart skipped a beat.
How could it be Qingshi?I think it's just a colorful song...
Qicai is completely different from Qingshi. Qicai is good to seduce women in the room, but once Qingshi comes out, the room can't be closed.
(End of this chapter)