Invincible son

Chapter 248 247 [Su Mu Zhe]

Perhaps it was because they knew that there would be a major event later, so everyone didn't drink too much and got drunk, like Pei Yue, who was only four or five points drunk.As for Governor Xue Tao, Biejia Liu Renji, and Xingyang prefect Zhao Xianhong, they couldn't see the slightest hint of drunkenness, as if the extremely alcoholic Cangwu Ballad was no different from Qingshui to them.

Only Qin Xu looked distraught, he was half drunk.

After the banquet, Xue Tao kept silent about the briquettes and invited the two imperial envoys to watch the lotus on the corridor outside the building.

The night in Lingzhou is clear and spacious.

Standing on a nine-storey building, one can see the sky is like a dome, and the stars hang down all over the field. The human lights in Xingyang City and the bright stars on the sky complement each other, which makes people feel open-minded and heroic.

Zhao Xianhong sighed: "This feeling and this scene should be memorized with excellent poems."

The several Lingzhou talents who originally planned to show off their talents tonight bowed their heads, subconsciously wanting to stand in the shadows.These people are indeed proud and proud, and they have been preparing poems for the occasion even half a year ago for the hibiscus feast tonight, but when Zhao Xianhong read the song "One Cut Plum", no one was willing to come out and embarrass others.

Why?

Pei Yue said that the poem was written by a maid named Tao Hua in his mansion!
If they couldn't come up with a masterpiece of poetry that far surpassed that one-cut plum, wouldn't they even be inferior to a maid?How dare talented scholars who have always regarded fame as their life dare to stand up?

After all, even in the world of Pei Yue's previous life, there were not many poems that could stabilize Lay Yi'an's "One-cut Plum", and the same is true for the romance of the ages, let alone a few so-called talented people in Lingzhou?

There was an embarrassing silence in the corridor. Although no one answered, Zhao Xianhong did not show anger, but smiled contentedly.

Xue Tao stared at the blooming lotus downstairs, suddenly smiled and said: "I am not good at poetry, but in this beautiful scenery, good sentences are really indispensable. I don't know about Pei Qin, oh, I don't know about the maid in your family , is there any other similar lyrics that can entertain everyone?"

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Let's say that after Lin Shuyue persuaded Pei Yue, she returned to the compartment on the west side of the lobby, where all the other eight oirans except her were there.For tonight's hibiscus banquet, the nine people followed the old practice of previous years and began to rehearse a wonderful song and dance a few months ago.Although everyone has their own strengths, they are already familiar with this way to become an oiran, especially if there are people like Xiao Qingyin and Duan Yuzhu among them, it is even easier for them to do so at their fingertips.

Lin Shuyue looked over one by one, the others were normal, only Xie Xinci bowed his head to the desk, propped his chin with his left hand, held a pen in his right hand, and kept writing on the paper, his pretty face was blushing all over , as if drunk.

"What's the matter?" Lin Shuyue walked over and asked curiously.

Mo Ning, who stood by and watched for a long time, smiled lightly and said, "Little girl is thinking about spring."

Xie Xinci's face was already flushed as if he was drunk, but his big eyes became more watery at this moment, he threw down the pen and rushed towards Mo Ning: "See if I don't tear your mouth out today, so that you can know how to arrange me all day long." !"

Lin Shuyue looked down and saw written on the paper: There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so she lowered her brows, but her heart was on her mind.

Mo Ning ran away in a panic, hid behind Duan Yuzhu and said with a smile: "If you have no ghosts in your heart, why should you care what I said. You are so nervous, it can be seen that I have hit the mark! You are not ashamed !"

Xie Xinci scolded coquettishly: "What are you talking about! If you arrange people and don't allow them to retaliate, how can there be such a reason in this world. Yuzhu, do you want to protect her?"

Duan Yuzhu said innocently: "I didn't move at all, you guys are jealous, don't drag me into it."

Li Zhenshu, who was holding a scroll in the distance, nodded and said: "Indeed, you are still arguing here, but Yuzhu and that Lord Pei have already made an appointment to meet again."

Xie Xinci and Mo Ning stopped fighting, and stared at Duan Yuzhu suspiciously after suddenly realizing.

"I'm just discussing swordsmanship with Lord Pei. If you are interested, you can come to Peiyu Pavilion to watch." Duan Yuzhu said directly.

Mo Ning curled her lips when she heard the words, shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'll have to talk about it for a few more days to let Mammy know, I'm so annoyed."

As soon as these words came out, the oirans in the house were a little sad.Contrary to the imagination of the outside world, the relationship between these women is quite good, and there is no rivalry.It's just that they belonged to different brothels, and those old bustards wished that other houses would close down, so naturally they would not treat other houses' oirans kindly.Only the Hibiscus Banquet is a tradition in Xingyang, and no brothel dares to risk the disgrace of the world, so this time of year is the time when they can gather calmly.

Seeing that everyone was depressed, Lin Shuyue smiled and said, "What are you thinking about? It's rare to come across a good poem, so you should appreciate it carefully."

Xie Xinci hurriedly said: "Extremely! The poems of those gifted scholars last year were so boring. If there were such excellent works, Sister Lin would not give up. I told you just now that this poem is of a very high standard. Not weaker than those masters in the ci circles of the previous dynasty. You don’t believe it, but now sister Lin is saying the same thing, can she lie to you?”

Lin Shuyue was able to change from a girl from Western Wu to the head of the nine great families in Xingyang City, thanks to her amazing talent and learning.But she can really win the respect of these oirans in the house because of her gentle temperament and generous character.

Duan Yuzhu asked curiously: "Sister Lin, is this Lord Pei's lyrics really so good?"

Lin Shuyue silently recited the song "One Cut Plum" in her heart, nodded seriously and said, "That's right, at least I can't write it out."

Duan Yuzhu sighed: "I heard that he is good at martial arts, and he is also quite talented in business, but now he is so good at writing and calligraphy. No wonder His Majesty appreciates him so much. He is an imperial envoy at such a young age."

The charming Xiao Qingyin said: "Didn't you say that this poem was written by a maid in his mansion?"

Xie Xinci couldn't help laughing and said: "Sister Xiao, do you even believe this? If it is really written by a maid in his mansion, the name of this poetess will be spread all over the capital, how can we not have heard of it?"

Xiao Qingyin became more and more puzzled: "In this case, why does this Lord Pei make excuses for others?"

There was a sudden silence in the room, and after a while, Li Zhenshu, who was holding the scroll, said softly: "The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will urge it."

Duan Yuzhu bowed his head, Lin Shuyue remained silent.

Xie Xinci shook his head and sighed: "It's just a pity that it's hard to see such lyrics again."

At this moment, a green-clothed maid came in hastily, and said with a happy face: "Girls, that Lord Pei wrote another poem!"

Xie Xinci almost jumped up with joy, and kept urging: "Hurry up, read it quickly and listen to it."

Not only her, other oirans also surrounded her.

The maid had never seen such a formation before, and she read nervously: "burning agarwood to dissipate the heat. The birds call out to clear the sky, and the dawn peeps into the eaves. "

Lin Shuyue sat at Xie Xinci's table at some point, and wrote down the first half of it with a pen.Her calligraphy is full of bones, muscles, fat, and spirit, and her air is swift and swift, with an elegant and super-magnificent momentum, which is not like the handwriting of a weak woman.

I heard the maid read again: "My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen, and I have been traveling in the capital for a long time. May the fisherman remember each other. A small light boat, dreaming of entering Furongpu."

The oirans were lost in thought, and no one cared about the last sentence the maid said, "Grandpa Pei also said that this was also written by a maidservant in his mansion, the famous Peach Blossom. I only remember these two poems, and there will be no more."

Lin Shuyue wrote the entire first word, and read it from beginning to end, with a look of amazement in her eyes.

Xie Xinci suddenly said: "Sisters, can you not choose this Lord Pei later?"

The others didn't answer, but Duan Yuzhu said categorically, "No."

Xie Xinci then came to her side, pestered her and said coquettishly: "Sister Yuzhu, you love me the most, you know that I like Ci writing the most in my life, and I finally met a master in the Ci circle, just help me once Well."

Duan Yuzhu smiled and said: "That ci circle is not here, you can go to the capital to find her. Anyway, he only said these two poems, so why would he come up with a third one to hit himself in the face? Or let me go Discuss the way of the sword with him, maybe you can get a few words out of it for you."

The two are obviously very familiar with each other, and Duan Yuzhu will not be confused by this young poet at all.

Lin Shuyue remained silent, but she had a determination in her heart.

Originally thought that this was just a play on the spot, after all, I was able to escape, thanks to that person's help, so I helped her with things.Looking at it now, it seems that this young Sir himself is extraordinary.If he can help himself, then what's the matter?

Pei Yue, who was still admiring the flowers at the moment, didn't know that he threw out this Su Muzhe just to catch the fish among the oirans, but he didn't expect how much trouble it would bring him in the future.

Of course, this is something.

(End of this chapter)