Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 352: Poetry Gathering at Caotang, I will never regret even if my clothes become looser!

Yaoxian Tower, second floor.

Su Yun was inexplicably depressed today. Although he had prepared the hairpin flowers long ago, he still had not come up with a satisfactory poem to set the scene.

He was not short of money, but he had no real talented scholars from the academy who could be shown off.

Confucian scholars who are truly talented always have some integrity and are unwilling to bow down for a few pieces of silver.

He was filled with sorrow, especially because of Xie Guan's refusal.

He had mixed feelings about this young master.

He admired his talent, but Xie Guan's attitude today clearly showed that he had no intention of making close friends with him, or that he did not want to have anything to do with the Su family.

Even the woman he liked, Li Shuwan, was like this.

Su Yun has been popular since he was young, but most of that popularity was due to the powerful background of the Su family.

however!
Among the nine major surnames, there are also families that try to avoid Su Yun.

Su Yun took a rare sip of good wine to relieve his sorrow and boredom.

Xie Xuan and Chen Jiuyan stood behind Su Yun.

Chen Jiuyan was wearing a slim black men's suit and a drooping fu hat on her head. Although she was a woman, she had her own charm.

"Su Yun, why are you acting like a girl again?"

After hearing this, Su Yun felt helpless towards this princess. When he was a child, he often chopped trees in his grandfather's yard with a small axe.

No one in the Su Mansion dared to stop him.

Grandpa doesn't care either.

At that time, he was wearing a red jacket and carrying a branch broken into several pieces. He ran past Su Yun like the wind.

Su Yun's face was full of envy. He stepped forward to help pick up branches, but was beaten up.

Even now, Su Yun was still somewhat afraid of this princess, facing Chen Jiuyan's teasing.

"Jiuyan, Jiuyan, you still don't understand me."

Chen Jiuyan drinks more freely than Su Yun, "I don't care about understanding."

Xie Xuan was standing aside, and he could not hide his joy at being able to climb up to the Yaoxian Tower today.

He looked around and saw the eldest sons or second eldest sons of the nine major families, all of them well-dressed and chatting and laughing.

It is a rare opportunity for me, a commoner, to be able to step into the Yaoxian Tower, and it is all thanks to Su Yun's relationship.

Xie Xuan was filled with emotion. He leaned against the railing and looked down at the bustling square stage below.

The joy on his face became more and more obvious. Favored descendants of the Xie family, such as Xie Yuan and Xie Qiyue, had no chance to ascend to the Yaoxian Tower.

Since Xie Xuan was able to climb up, there was a difference between them, and the height was immediately apparent.

"Master Yun, don't worry, we have already prepared everything, and some of the poems are excellent."

"The Caotang Poetry Gathering will surely become famous today."

Su Yun did not have his confidence and just shook his head.

In his mind, he was still thinking of the poem that Xie Guan mentioned in Hongjing Courtyard. The demeanor he showed at that time is still unforgettable to this day.

at this time!

Lady Gongsun returned to the stage, ready to announce today's opening poem.

However, Su Yun knew that behind this Lady Gongsun was a poetry gathering hosted by the Second Prince, Prince Yan.

Its profoundness cannot be compared with that of the Caotang Poetry Gathering.

As Madam Gongsun announced, only one poem was selected today.

Su Yun was a little surprised. This kind of poem had been placed before at the Banquet of Flowers. But only one of the three poems was kept, and this one was the most outstanding.

He felt a wave of disappointment in his heart. Why wasn't it done by someone from the Caotang Poetry Gathering?
Chen Jiuyan admires women like Gongsun Niangzi the most. Women in this world are not necessarily inferior to men.

Those women who do not want to be vases, if they do not rely on their husbands, will become generals, knights, scholars, and staff members.

Their elegance is by no means inferior to that of men.

Just like the Empress Qianyuan who fought with Lu Chen for the world back then.

Chen Jiuyan was looking forward to Lady Gongsun's opening poem.

There was a banner erected on the square stage, and the red cloth on it was slowly pulled down.

An entire poem was revealed.

After Chen Jiuyan read each sentence, his eyes suddenly brightened and he couldn't help but applaud.

"Who can understand my mind among the common people? A hero must suffer at the end of his life."

She called her maid and gave all her three thousand hairpins to Madam Gongsun.

Xie Xuan also nodded in approval, saying that the poem was indeed wonderful.

He looked back at the women in the Yaoxian Tower. Even the empress and concubines on the fourth floor had ordered their maids to drop their hairpins.

Su Yun couldn't help but sigh that Madam Gongsun had already secured a spot in the top three at this banquet of beauties.

This poem alone is enough to overshadow all the poems they have prepared today.

Chen Jiuyan was full of anticipation. Who could be the person who could write such poetry?

She even had the idea of ​​making friends with him.

Lady Gongsun bowed gracefully, and everyone looked at her with attention, until finally it was revealed who had written the poem.

"This poem was written by Master Xie Guan."

This statement came out.

No one in the field had ever heard of Xie Guan's name. They looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

After hearing this, Chen Jiuyan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a smile.

Su Yun was stunned. It was actually Xie Guan who did it. He couldn't help but slap the railing, feeling lost.

Just as he expected, Xie Guan was indeed extremely talented.

It’s a pity that Caotang Poetry Society cannot be brought to fame.

Inside the Yaoxian Tower, everyone was asking who Xie Guan was.
On the second floor, there were also bursts of doubtful voices.

Mrs. Yuan, the mistress of the Xie family compound, looked displeased. She was naturally aware of Xie Guan's identity.

She cursed in a low voice, "This scourge of the Xie family!"

"Why do you think the bastard of the Xie family has the right to come to the banquet?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao's face also darkened.

Lady Gongsun smiled and explained the doubts of the crowd:
"This Mr. Xie Guan came from the Thatched Cottage Poetry Gathering."

Although the audience did not know Xie Guan, they had all heard of the Caotang Poetry Meeting.

"How could there be such a talented person at the Caotang Poetry Gathering..."

Those who are familiar with it can't believe it.

Su Yun on the second floor was stunned, afraid that he had heard it wrong, and looked at Chen Jiuyan.

"Jiuyan, what are you talking about... a poetry gathering!"

Chen Jiuyan smiled and said, "Su Yun, your thatched cottage poetry gathering."

After hearing this, Su Yun felt as if he had recovered something he had lost, and his face was filled with joy. He had never expected that Xie Guan would actually sign his name to "Caotang Poetry Society".

"Master Guan, I, Su Yun, don't know how to thank you for such a great favor."

When Xie Xuan heard Su Yun's words, his face turned grim.

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"The liver and gallbladder are always hot because of the person."

Li Shuwan recited softly, with admiration in her eyes, "This poem is wonderful. No wonder Madam Gongsun only kept one. I'm afraid it will be hard to find another one that can compare to it."

Zhang Yunzhi, Xie Qiyue, Xie Yuan, and Xue Hong were all sitting nearby.

Zhang Yunzhi was a little absent-minded, thinking of Xie Guan's back who had just left, and there was no friend accompanying her at the banquet.

Only when I heard this poem did I come back to my senses.

She said with emotion: "With the help of this masterpiece, Madam Gongsun will definitely be one of the top three most popular beauties at the banquet."

However, Xie Yuan was only interested in Gongsun Niangzi's sword dance and didn't care about these poems.

Xue Hong also nodded in agreement, "This poem will probably spread throughout the Thirteen States of Great Qi today."

"I don't know who did it?" As Gongsun Niangzi revealed it.

"Poetry gathering at Caotang, thanks for watching."

Xie Yuan's expression changed from surprise at first, to shaking his head, and then clapping his hands and laughing: "Brother Guan, why do you like to show off today?"

There was a gleam of light in Zhang Yunzhi's beautiful eyes.

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Li Xiangjun withdrew her gaze from the stage.

Just as she expected, Xie Guan's poem won the first prize.

Zhang Yuanlai was delighted after hearing this. With the reputation of the Banquet of Beauties, he would have fewer troubles in Xie's mansion after visiting the young master.

at this time!

Yun Wan looked at Xie Guan and said, "I came here specially this time to ask you a favor."

"Yun Wan shamelessly wants to ask Master Guan for a poem to set the scene."

Yu Ke looked at the woman in white veil and said nothing.

Although Zhou Yuner was good friends with Yun Wan, she didn't know how to start the conversation at this moment.

Feng Yaya and others knew that Xie Guan had just rejected Su Yun, Hu Yunniang and others.

At this point, I wonder if you will agree?
Jia Yu also had a complicated expression as he looked at this illegitimate son of the Xie family.

Yun Wan pondered for a moment and said, "If Master Guan is willing to lend a helping hand to Yun Wan, Yun Wan will definitely repay him in this lifetime."

"I wanted to promise him ten thousand gold coins, but since His Highness Feng wanted a painting for a huge sum of money, Master Guan still refused. I'm afraid I was being disrespectful to you."

"Yun Wan is a woman who has committed herself to a brothel. As long as Master Guan asks, Yun Wan will do anything within her ability and will not refuse."

He Xiao showed an envious look on his face. Coming from the mouth of an courtesan with such a promise, it would be easy for him to become a guest of honor at Yuehuaxuan in the future.

It is even possible that you will become the lover of this courtesan.

Yu Ke looked at the graceful woman in front of him.

The cauldron in the sea of ​​heart has been struck, emitting a boundless glow of light.

The text above slowly froze.

1. Agree with Yun Wan. (Hint: It may be beneficial in the future.)
2. Reject Yun Wan. (Hint: It is possible that it will have an impact on the future.)
3. Ignore the matter. (Hint: It may be detrimental to the future.)
4. End in-person participation. (1/3)

Yu Ke looked at the four options above.

Judging from the hints alone, helping this Yuehuaxuan courtesan seems to be the best option.

1. Agree with Yun Wan. (Hint: It may be beneficial in the future.)
Yun Wan's face showed a bit of anxiety. Time was running out and if she delayed any longer here, it might affect the start of the banquet.

Yu Ke looked at her and said with a smile: "Miss Yun, aren't you afraid that Xie Guan's poem is far inferior to the one just now?"

"Or, what if Xie Guan makes some embarrassing request?"

When Yun Wan heard this, her face flushed, and her graceful figure in white looked even more charming under the light.

She clenched her teeth, seeming to be hesitating about her decision.

Although Yun Wan is the most beautiful girl at the Banquet of Beauties, the financial sponsor behind her is actually a woman, and she is still a virgin.

If the embarrassment Xie Guan was referring to was about matters between men and women, some of Yuehuaxuan's patrons had mentioned it before.

But Yun Wan had already made up her mind that she would entrust her life to the man she loved for the first time.

Zhou Yun'er looked disappointed and felt sad, thinking that maybe Xie Guan liked a grown-up girl like Sister Yun.

After hearing this, He Xiao saw Yun Wan's willow-slender waist and her beautiful, blushing face.

He couldn't help but feel a restlessness in his stomach, so he had to bend down slightly.

Yun Wan had made up her mind that this banquet was her only chance to leave Yuehuaxuan.

The trade-offs he made can be seen from the fact that he spent all his family property to buy a hairpin.

Yu Ke waved his hand and said, "Miss Yun, it was just a joke."

"Miss Yun, please give me the topic for the poem."

Yun Wan raised her eyes and saw that the young man had walked towards the table and seemed to be grinding ink.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that it would not be unacceptable if it was a handsome young man like Xie Guan.

Yun Wan hurriedly walked up and told the topic of the poem that was decided after the talent show at the banquet - Butterfly in Love with Flower.

Zhang Yuanlai had already been interested and quickly approached the table.

He thought about it carefully and realized that Dielianhua was the name of a ci tune.

Die Lian Hua was originally a folk song in the Tang Dynasty, and later used as a ci tune;
The original name is "Que Tade Zhi", also known as "Golden Threads", "Rolling Pearl Curtain", "Phoenix Resting on the Wutong Tree" and "Changing Tune of Butterfly in Love with Flower".

It praises the love between talented men and beautiful women, as well as the love between family, country, and brothers and friends.

It seems that Yun Wan put a lot of thought into it. Many talented people at the Banquet of Flowers have written poems in this familiar style.

Maybe you will get an unexpected surprise and write a good poem.

Its rhythm is a double-tone poem of sixty characters, with four仄 in each of the upper and lower parts.

All ci poems have fixed rhymes and tones, and there cannot be any mistakes.

He Xiao once composed a poem with the tune "Dielianhua" as a gift to a beautiful woman, and was quite familiar with the rhyme of this tune.

Jia Yu also wrote several poems with "Dielianhua" as the tune, so he was not unfamiliar with the title of this poem.

only!

They didn't expect that the courtesan Yun Wan would choose such a classic ci tune as the title, and they couldn't help but secretly admire her intelligence.

However, they are also well aware that it is difficult to write something new on this type of subject matter. After all, there are already many excellent works by predecessors, and it is not easy to surpass them.

Feng Yaya and the other two already knew the title of the poem and were now looking at Xie Guan with great anticipation.

Zhou Yuner began to grind the ink.

Yu Ke was in deep thought, and a complete poem emerged in his mind.

He slowly picked up the brush and wrote on the rice paper.

"Standing on the dangerous building, the wind is blowing gently. Looking at the spring sorrow, it darkens the sky."

The pen and ink flow.

"In the fading light of the smoke, the grass is green. Who will lean over the railing to look at me without words?"

Li Xiangjun had already recited the first stanza of the poem softly, and between the lines there was a hint of loneliness and sadness.

It seems as if I can see a person leaning alone on the railing of a tall building, with the breeze blowing on his face, bringing a hint of coolness, and endless spring sorrow is quietly rising from the distant and boundless sky.

The green grass and the drifting clouds and mist are intertwined in the afterglow of the setting sun. Who can understand the silent sorrow?
Who are you missing again?
Yu Ke kept writing and continued to write the next stanza.

"I want to get drunk and be carefree. Singing to the wine, forced happiness is still tasteless."

I wanted to indulge myself by drinking until I was drunk, raising my glass and singing, but the forced laughter became boring and mute.

Zhang Yuanlai already felt that this poem made him feel sad just by reading it.

There seems to be a feeling of depression in my chest that I can't get rid of.

I couldn't help but think how sad I would be if I left Yaya at this moment, leaving Bian Jing alone and returning to Longxi Road, standing on the tall building.

The boy uttered the last sentence.

Yun Wan recited softly, "Even though my clothes are getting looser, I will never regret it. I am exhausted for her."

Li Xiangjun's face froze and she couldn't help sobbing.

I don't feel any regret even though I am getting thinner and thinner. I would rather become haggard for you.

If it weren't for the deep love that I couldn't control, how could I lose my appetite and not be able to get rid of my sorrow even if I gave up drinking?

Jia Yu and the other two were shocked, their lips trembled, and their throats became dry, "This..."

Another poem that was bound to be circulated today was written right before their eyes.

Only Zhang Yuanlai savored it carefully, chewing it over and over again: "I will never regret even if my clothes become looser and looser..."

Feng Yaya couldn't help but lean gently in Zhang Yuanlai's arms. The two looked at each other with great cherishment.

Cherish the people in front of you.

Yun Wan looked up and saw that the young man had stopped writing. His expression was indifferent, as if he was just casually writing the poem, with only his brows slightly raised.

She couldn't help but be stunned.

There are hills and valleys in my heart, and my eyebrows and eyes are like mountains and rivers.

(End of this chapter)