"The wind warms the cloth, the mist clears the sky, the pond is full of spring …"
Spring was in full bloom, and the voice was melodious. On the lawn, Li Shishi was playing the guqin and singing. The song was in the style of "Ying Tian Chang". The girl's fingers were lightly plucked, and her head was lowered. She did not look at the audience with a smile like a normal performer, but was immersed in the song with all her heart. Because the song was sung by Zhou Bangyan, she was carefully experiencing it. But it was also because of this effort that the figure had a special expression of forgetfulness.
Zhou Bangyan was also standing at the side of the crowd, listening to the melodious voice. He did not look at Li Shishi, but at the side of the mountain, as if he was immersed in his memories.
He was very satisfied with the poem that he had composed while talking and laughing with the crowd.
"… It is the moonless night hall, deep in the dark cold food. Liang Jianyan, former club member. Seems to laugh at me, shut the door in sorrow … Flowers pass, the fragrance of the neighboring courtyard, a mess on the ground … "
This was not a festive poem that was completely appropriate for the occasion. Zhou Bangyan was best at expressing emotions, and his poem was full of sorrow and sorrow. Just now, everyone's topic was about his time as an official in the capital, but he had already been dismissed. Following that, they talked about other topics, and the mood for the poem came up. After writing the first two sentences, the rest of the sentences gradually came out.
This poem was about the scene of the past few days of Hanshi. It was "It is the moonless night hall, deep in the dark cold food." It used Bai Juyi's poem "Hanshi Ye": "There is no moon and no lantern in the cold night, standing in front of the dark flowers in the deep night." Using the words of predecessors as an extension to express emotion was a characteristic of Zhou Bangyan's poems. After Shishi finished singing the first half, she narrowed her eyes and sang the emotion of the second half of the poem.
"… Long memories of that time, we met by chance, stationed on the outskirts of the city. And saw candles in the Han Palace, flying smoke in the house of the Five Marquises. Green grass, lost in the dark. Strong wine, carefully searching for traces of the past. Far from the city bridge, the house under the willow, we still know each other. "
The first half was about today's events, while the second half was about memories of the past. The first half was foreshadowing, and the second half was sublimation. Those lines, 'Again I saw the Han Palace passing candles, smoke rising from the house of the Five Marquises', used a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet, Han Kuan, 'Cold Food': "Everywhere in the city of Spring there are flowers flying, cold food, the east wind riding the willow slanting, at dusk the Han Palace passing candles, light smoke dispersing into the house of the Five Marquises." This reference was also very well used. In the end, the entire poem was indeed a rare masterpiece.
Of course, if Ning Yi was here, he might have laughed a little. Perhaps Puyang Yi and the others who were mixed in the crowd were also laughing. Just now, Ning Yi wrote that sentence, "There are thousands of kinds of people in the world, do not seek the floating clouds." It was targeted at Li Shishi. At this time, perhaps he felt that writing a poem praising Shishi was a little flattering, so for the sake of his face, he wrote a poem reminiscing about the past. To sum it up, it was, "I used to have a girl, so and so …" to show that he was not head over heels for Li Shishi.
Of course, no matter what these intentions were, only a few people could think of these obscure thoughts. The poem was, after all, a good one. When this poem was written, the rest of the works were immediately overshadowed. After Shishi finished singing, she thought about it carefully for a long time before her fingers left the zither. Women usually liked these works that talked about past love. The rest of the people also applauded and cheered. Their emotions were stirred and could not calm down.
When Zhou Bangyan wrote this poem, he had some other thoughts, but most of them were genuine feelings. When he finished writing the second half, he really did think of his old friends, and his mood was slightly disappointed. When others praised him, he smiled modestly. However, this poem in front of him this morning was already the best work. Cao Guan had also written one, but compared to this "Ying Tian Chang", it was still a little lacking. The number one scholar in the capital lived up to his name. Some people were joking and trying to find Ning Yi's whereabouts, but naturally they could not find him.
After a while, Zhou Bangyan found some time and opened his fan, walking towards the forest at the side. At this time, his heart was occupied by his past love, and he temporarily had the upper hand in the literary field. He allowed his melancholy thoughts to spread out uncontrollably, as if he was invincible in the realm of seeking defeat without a dream. After walking for a while, someone followed from the side, "Brother Zhou is very affectionate, little sister is really touched." The person who followed was also Li Shishi, who had a slightly melancholy expression on her face.
Zhou Bangyan looked back, and at this time, they were already very far away. The figure on the other side was about to disappear between the gaps of the trees, "Isn't Shishi over there? I'm afraid it's not good to follow like this. "
"It's okay, their competition just now has ended, Shishi only said to come over to rest for a while … Brother Zhou, the city bridge is far away, the house under the willow, we still know each other. I wonder who that lady is? "
"Haha, Shishi is so smart, of course you know that it's better to have some empty thoughts when it comes to writing a new poem, but how can we still know each other when we've only met once?"
"No matter what, Brother Zhou's poem is probably going to be the champion of this literary meet, but this poem came out too early, there's still half a day left, I'm afraid it's not easy for others to make a move."
"Shishi must be joking." Zhou Bangyan smiled and shook his head, but there was a bit of pride in his eyes, he then said, "Shishi's old friend who still knows each other, hasn't made a move yet, I wonder where he is now."
Shishi lowered her head slightly, "Brother Xiaoning's poem is also very good, but Brother Zhou's poem, the words and the mood are both excellent, Brother Xiaoning's three poems, compared to Brother Zhou's, are not that far off. Moreover, Brother Little Ning has only written three poems in the past few years. I think he likes to sculpt, so he can't write good poems all the time. "
These words put Zhou Bangyan's poem and Ning Yi's three poems side by side, in fact, Zhou Bangyan knew that there was still a difference between "Ying Tian Chang" and the three poems. But although Li Shishi's words were flattering, in reality, she also affirmed Ning Yi's poetic talent, she vaguely said, "Maybe he can't compare to you." When Zhou Bangyan heard this, he felt a bit uncomfortable, thinking that he could casually come up with a good poem, he only wrote three poems in a few years, even if it was good, it would still be difficult for him to compare to me. For a moment, the feeling of melancholy faded, and instead, he had a slight desire to compete, thinking that if he met Ning Liheng later, he would really want to compete with him.
On the surface, he naturally maintained a smile, he was also very happy that Shishi could leave the others behind to follow him, he chatted as they walked into the depths of the forest.
*****
The forest was not considered deep, when Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi walked in, Ning Yi was sitting on a rock, letting Yunzhu beside him take a needle and thread, mending the torn parts of his clothes. Bathing in the sunlight, they chatted.
After being together for so long, in short, they had similar interests, so there was always a lack of topics between them, such as daily life, trivial matters. They often had the opportunity to be alone with each other, but Jin 'er was always very deliberate in her actions. At this time, he could not help but joke about Jin' er's absence. He said that she would probably come looking for him with her claws and fangs, and then he said that the weather was good today. Yunzhu sat with her legs bent, not fast at sewing, but enjoying the time together. After chatting for a while, she asked, "After Li Xia, are you leaving?"
Ning Yi and Su Tan 'er were going to Su Hang for a walk, he had already told her. At this time, as the date was approaching, Yunzhu couldn't help but think about it. Ning Yi was silent for a moment, then nodded, but said, "The date of departure has not been set, maybe it will be a little later."
Yunzhu smiled, "I just want you to come back earlier." After a moment, she added, "If you don't come back, maybe I will go after you. At that time, I will also go to Hangzhou to open a shop. "
"It won't take that long."
"Maybe Miss Su is pregnant, and the journey is long, so it is not convenient for her to go back to Jiangning to wait for the birth."
Yunzhu thought more. At this time, at this time, when talking about Su Tan 'er might be pregnant, Ning Yi thought about it, but he didn't know how to answer. He also knew that Yunzhu had a gentle temperament, and he had resigned himself to fate, but he always felt that it was not nice to talk about Su Tan 'er in front of her. Yunzhu looked at his expression and burst into laughter. Then, she blushed and said, "Why don't we … uh, that … before you leave?"
She said for a long time, but in the end, it only made her face redder, and she couldn't say more. Then she lowered her head, tied a knot, and bit off the thin thread. Naturally, Ning Yi knew what she was referring to, "We have to think of a way to avoid Jin 'er. That guy is like a sticky candy, how can we make her leave for a long time …"
Naturally, Yunzhu didn't want to participate in Ning Yi's "how to make the watchman leave so I can eat you" discussion. During the discussion, she tilted her body slightly and rested her head and shoulder on Ning Yi. Ning Yi was sitting higher than her, so he placed his hand on her other shoulder and then caressed her cheek. Yunzhu squinted her eyes. Her cheeks were a little hot.
"Actually … Jin 'er really likes you …" Ning Yi sighed.
"Yes."
"Before I leave, if there's someone else after I'm gone for so long …"
Ning Yi said slowly, but before he could finish, Yunzhu moved her head slightly beside him, closed her eyes, and said softly, "Yunzhu isn't a fickle woman. Maybe it's not very glorious, but all these years, I've met many men, and I only like you. Once I like you, I won't change. Those things … have nothing to do with the past or the future. Even if it's three to five years, I'll still only like you. Liheng, I've never thought of marrying into the Su family, I just want to marry into the Ning family. Whether you marry me or not, when I bear a child for you in the future, I'll let his surname be Ning … "
She didn't react to Ning Yi's words, and her tone was calm and gentle, but there was also her usual tenacity. Ning Yi smiled, and his fingers touched her lips, and she smiled back, "Itchy."
"Sorry, I said it wrong."
"I'm not angry."
Yunzhu sat there, and after a while, she smiled and said, "But, just now, you really wrote a poem for Miss Li, I'm jealous …"
She was obviously joking, and Ning Yi laughed, "Hehe, they all said it was a lousy poem."
"I think it's pretty good, and it's a little similar to the lyrics you usually sing … Outside the pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the grass is green and the sky is green …"
She snorted a few times.
The conversation between the two was trivial, but it wasn't a conversation where one would say the next sentence after the other. At this time, the atmosphere was relaxed, and the conversation between the two was leisurely, and they would say something when they thought about it. If the previous conversation had a lot of content, then this time, it was really the love talk between a man and a woman. In the bushes not far away, there were two figures who were planning to leave quietly. They were Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi, who inadvertently came to this side. After listening for a while, they felt that it was too impolite.
Moreover, when she heard him admit that he had written a "lousy poem", Li Shishi was more or less concerned. She was also the capital's top courtesan, and they were old friends, but he didn't give her face, and wrote a "lousy poem" perfunctorily.
So, they retreated a few steps, and among the mottled shadows of the forest, they heard Ning Yi smile, as if he was touched by the woman's words. After a while, a few words were heard, but the voice was not loud, and it was slow. It was probably while he was thinking, and then he casually said, "Missing the moon … hanging thin trees … Ah, the leak breaks people's first tranquility …"
Ah, this was a sentence from a poem.
The two of them subconsciously stopped.
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