Chapter 294: Spring Festival Appreciation (7): Taking Advantage of People's Danger
Xiao Huai, the imperial history of the right capital, laughed and said: "I have heard Xu Ziqian's two palindromic poems, and this trip is not in vain today." It's wonderful, it's wonderful, when it's white. ”
Xia Yan nodded and agreed: "That's right, Xu Ziqian is really talented and quick-witted, and his poetry is outstanding." I should be the first person in the Ming Dynasty! ”
As the saying goes, there is no first, there is no second, since ancient times, the literati have been light, although Xu Jin's poems have long been famous, but there are still many people present who are not convinced, but at this moment they are completely convinced.
Xu Jin actually wrote two palindromic poems in such a short period of time, and they are also two seven-character quatrains that can be called masterpieces, and his agility may be that even Cao Zhi, who became a poem in seven steps, will be willing to lose.
No one doubts that these two poems were composed by Xu Jinsu, because the artistic conception in the poems is completely in line with the two paintings painted in early spring and early summer, which is simply tailor-made.
In the early spring and early summer, their eyes looked forward to Xu Jinfu Yifu, two identical pretty faces, their eyes were full of adoring little stars, and they said in unison: "Thank you Xu Gongzi for the poem!" ”
After speaking, the two girls took the peach blossom ring, stood on tiptoe and put it on Xu Jin's neck, and the bold and lively early summer even deliberately used the softness on his chest against Xu's arm.
is the so-called sister loves pretty, a young, handsome and talented man like Xu Jin is the object of women's affection.
Coming out of Taoyuan, Xu Jin already has two garlands around his neck, temporarily ranking first, and as long as he gets one more garland in the remaining three levels, the leader of today's Spring Festival will be stable. Of course, under the current circumstances, theoretically, the nine lifters present still have the possibility of winning the top spot in the Wenhui.
Then everyone came to the Peony Garden, the peony is the queen of flowers, graceful and luxurious, I don't know if the woman guarding the gate is worthy of the name of the peony?
Peonies are also planted in the peony garden, but there are no buildings in the courtyard, but there is a lawn and green grass among the peony flowers. At this time, there was a veiled woman standing in the middle of the lawn, revealing only a pair of charming blue eyes, dressed in a very exotic style, exposing a flat lower abdomen and two white long legs, giving people a hot feeling, probably an orchid.
Xu Jin looked at the sapphire-like eyes of the masked woman, and couldn't help but think of the frost-like half-blood girl he met in the ruined temple, she also had such a pair of jewel-like blue eyes, but the eyes of the orchid in front of him were charming and seductive, while the eyes of the mixed-race girl were as cold as ice cubes.
With the sound of the drums, the orchid on the lawn writhed like a snake, and the hot action made the men present have their adrenaline surges, and their faces were tender and even turned their heads red, embarrassed to look at it again.
Xu Jin watched it with relish, and it was not unseen that he had never seen a dance that was more revealing than this in his previous life, such as wearing only a three-point pole dance. The dancing skills of this orchid in front of him are undoubtedly quite superb, the body is soft and boneless, but the movements are full of power and beauty, and of course, quite sultry. At this time, the British public Zhang Lun stared intently at the two white long legs of the orchid, looking at the expression of this obsessed person, it is estimated that he is doing some dirty things.
After a hot and unrestrained interracial dance, the orchid was sweating and saluting everyone. Then all the people used their talents, wrote poems and lyrics to praise how beautiful and moving the dance of the orchid was, it should only be in heaven, how many times can I see it in the world?
However, the orchid was obviously not interested in the poetry of the talented people, and six people presented poems one after another, and none of them were able to impress the orchid.
Just when everyone was at a loss, lamenting that the Hu people were not educated and did not know how to appreciate the beauty of poetry, Zhu Kun, a Suzhou man who had always been very low-key, asked Shiwei for a sword and improvised a sword dance.
Zhu Kun is tall, dancing the sword with a cold light, murderous, obviously good martial arts, after a sword dance, the orchid actually dedicated the peony wreath to Zhu Kun. This made the crowd speechless, is this a Wenhui or a martial arts? How can this be true?
Wei Guogong was also a little embarrassed, it was estimated that it was a communication problem, and the matter had deviated from the script. At this point, Xu Pengju had no choice but to cough lightly, and led everyone out of the Peony Garden and came to the next level of the Pear Garden.
When everyone arrived outside the pear garden, all the people looked excited, and the senior brother Wei Yang was also excited, because it was Yang Xian Xian Yang, one of the top ten famous prostitutes in the capital, who was guarding the pear garden.
Walking into the pear garden, but seeing the pure white pear blossoms in the garden, as soon as the cold wind blows, the petals fall like snowflakes, which is beautiful.
There is a small pond in Liyuan, and an octagonal pavilion is built on top of the small pond, and there is a stone bridge connected to the octagonal pavilion. At this time, on both sides of the stone bridge, there were four maidservants with double buns standing on the left and right, and they all carried a flower basket full of flowers. Obviously, this Yang Xianxian everyone's scene is bigger than the previous ones.
Everyone's eyes looked across the stone bridge to the pavilion opposite, but there was also a screen in the pavilion, through the light veil of the screen, only a faint figure could be seen, it seems that this popular singer is not only pompous, but also very good at packing and hanging appetite.
"The little woman Yang Xianxian has seen you!" A mellow and crisp voice came from the pavilion.
All the people present were refreshed, and they bowed their hands to the pavilion: "I have seen everyone Yang in the next XX!" ”
The voice in the pavilion came again: "The little girl went to Jinling a year ago, learned a new song, and now she takes it out to offer her ugliness, please give advice to all the talented people present." ”
Xu Jin couldn't help but secretly praise, this Yang Xianxian's voice is indeed very good, golden and jade, the words are clear and mellow, listening to her is also a pleasure, but I don't know what she looks like.
"Everyone Yang is too humble!"
"I can't wait to listen to the fairy voice of the slender girl!"
"Exactly, everyone Yang sang quickly!"
In the urging of the crowd, a drum beat sounded in the pavilion, followed by the sound of a clangling lute, followed by a low and desolate horn...... Toot toot!
Everyone present was instantly infected, and listened carefully with bated breath, but Xu Jin looked strange, why is this melody so familiar?
At this moment, a heroic and deep voice sang along with the music: "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, Waves Sweeping Away Heroes......"
In an instant, the eyes of everyone present looked at Xu Jin in unison, this song was Xu Jin's "Linjiang Immortal. Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water", and it also uses Xu Jin's novel bel canto singing method.
Xu Jin had long heard that Qinhuai's famous prostitute Wang Qiaocui composed the song of "Linjiang Immortal", and then sang it everywhere, and became famous because of this song, but it was only now that Xu Jin heard the Qinglou woman sing this song.
"On the white-haired fisherman Jiangzhu, I am used to watching the spring moon and spring breeze...... A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, how many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking! ”
After singing a song, there was silence in all directions, and everyone was still immersed in the vicissitudes of life, and the aftermath was endless. After a long time, everyone came back to their senses with a sigh.
"The words are good and the songs are wonderful, and now I know that the aftermath has been lingering for three days, and it is not a lie!" Xiao Huai couldn't help but sigh.
"Linjiang Immortal" is a great talent Yang Shen in his later years, see all the spring flowers and autumn moon, go through the vicissitudes of the world, the whole poem is atmospheric, there is a kind of transcendent free and heroic outside the object. To Xiao Huai, an old guy who is more than a year old, it sounds more like being there, and he feels a lot.
At this time, the screen in the pavilion opened, and a beautiful woman in costume walked out of the pavilion and bowed down to everyone outside the pavilion.
Xu Jin couldn't help but light up, the woman in front of him was wearing a goose-yellow palace dress, with a swaying step on her towering cloud bun, gorgeous but not tacky. This woman is in her twenties, tall and slender, with moderate body proportions, full and exquisite curves, if it weren't for the slightly short nose, her appearance could hit ninety.
When it comes to appearance, the most beautiful Xu Jin has ever seen in the Ming Dynasty is that Wang Cuiqiao, who is stunning, plus he was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, and there is still a lot of potential for development, Xu Jin estimates that this woman's peak appearance can reach ninety-five points, or even higher.
At this time, Yang Xianxian smiled and said: "This song was learned by the little girl from others in Jinling last year, and she only got eight points of fire from that person. ”
"Everyone Yang is too humble, in my opinion, no one sings better than you!" Juzi Wang Ji said loudly.
Juzi Jiang Rubi echoed: "What Brother Wang said is extremely true! ”
The British public Zhang Lun said with a smile: "Xu Ziqian is here, this song is all made by him, why don't you ask him how he sings?" ”
Wang Ji stroked his palms and said: "Yes, Yang, you can ask Xu Siyuan, whether it is you who sing well or Wang Qiaocui who sings well!" ”
Yang Xian's beautiful eyes were longing, and he swept over from the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Xu Jin, and said: "I heard that Xu Xie is sixteen in the first year, this handsome young man must be it!" ”
Xu Jin sweated darkly, and arched his hand: "In Xia Xu Jin, I have seen a slender girl!" ”
Yang Xianxian covered her mouth and smiled: "Dare to ask Xu Gongzi, is this "Linjiang Immortal" sung well by a little woman, or is Sister Cuiqiao sung well?" ”
Xu Jin smiled and said: "This question is really difficult to answer in Xiaxia, because I have never heard Miss Cuiqiao sing this song in Xia, but Miss Xianxian sings very well, it is for sure!" ”
Yang Xian Jiao glanced at Xu Jin with disgust, and said with a smile: "Xu Gongzi praised it falsely, the little girl told Sister Cuiqiao that if there is a chance to ask Xu Gongzi for a tune, hehe, if Xu Gongzi can make a song for the little woman, this pear wreath will be dedicated to Xu Gongzi!" ”
As soon as this remark came out, everyone present couldn't help but be disappointed, Yang Xianxian specified Xu Ziqian's song, then everyone naturally had no fun.
Xu Jin smiled bitterly: "The slender girl is taking advantage of people's danger, right?" ”
Yang Xianxian smiled playfully: "Xu Gongzi should be a little woman taking advantage of the danger!" ”
Copying a song from later generations can win the leader of the Wenhui, Xu Jin naturally will not refuse, nodding and saying, "Dare to ask Miss Xian what kind of song she wants?" ”