Chapter 498 How charming is Tao Li before the wind.

The spring is bright, the guests who come here are bustling, those who know the words applaud, and those who don't understand are also applauded.

After Nangong Qiong finished chanting, Wen Yanbo looked at Bao Zheng and said: "What's the matter, the palace test list is not blown, his words are good, when the palace test was made, the emperor asked him to compose the lyrics in the court, most of the others were good before, but he came to do it in the court, and the emperor appreciated it very much!" ”

Bao Zheng agreed again and again, and said: "Yes, yes, there is such a person who goes to Dali with Brother Wen, and I don't think it will make my Da Song lose face." ”

Wen Yan Bo Ha Lu Ha smiled, and then said, "Can this flower lang be done?" ”

Hearing Wen Yanbo say this, Gongsun Ce, who was standing on the side, hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother Hua's talent is no worse than Nangong Qiong's, so he can naturally do it." ”

Talking here, some of the guests have already instigated Hua Lang to write lyrics, Hua Lang wants to shirk it, but at this time, Nangong Qiong smiled: "When I was in the capital, I heard Brother Hua's words, and the prostitutes of the Qin Mansion Hall competed to sing, Brother Hua is very happy today, you must do it!" ”

At this time, Nangong Qiong has three points of arrogance, after all, everyone can hear the words he made just now, and they are all applauded, so if Hua Lang can't do it or is not good, he will be in the limelight today.

Hua Lang saw Nangong Qiong like this, so he smiled and said, "Since this is the case, I will be ugly." ”

The sound of the stream in the distance is faint, the peach blossoms are falling, disappearing with the flowing water, the fine willows are fluttering, like a woman's graceful grace, Hua Lang glanced at this scene, and then chanted:

The peach and plum are more charming before the wind, and the willow is more gentle. Summoning sheng songs and rotten swimming. Don't worry about it.

It is good to take advantage of the spring to enjoy it overnight, and the rain will rest in spring. Hastily do not accept cups and plates. Only then did he hold his head.

This is Xin Qiji's Wuling Chun, and now he is chanted by Hua Lang, which can be described as a cut and to the point, Hua Lang chanted it like this, and those who knew poetry among the guests applauded again and again, although they didn't understand, they didn't want people to look down on it, so they also applauded.

And Nangong Qiong, who had been standing beside Hua Lang, was a little amazed, and only after a long time did he arch his hand and say: "Brother Hua's words are really good, whether it is artistic conception or words, they are by no means comparable to the next." ”

Hualang can still tell whether the poems are good or bad, and now that he is so praised by Nangong Qiong, he is also happy, and he also has a good impression of Nangong Qiong, after all, if a scholar is willing to admit that his poetry is not as good as others, then it can also show that this person is still open-minded, at least better than some people who are not highly talented, but still don't admit it.

Nangong Qiong walked to the table to drink, and Hua Lang asked Wen Meng to toast to his friend, and Bao Zheng here smiled and said, "Brother Wen, how are Brother Hua's words?" ”

Wen Yanbo seemed to be surprised, because he felt that it was possible for Hua Lang to be a detective and solve cases, and his brain was flexible, but he didn't expect Hua Lang is poetry to be so good, so that Nangong Qiong would admit defeat.

The cups are staggered, and the laughter is not stopped.

Long Budi found Miaoyu and Bai Lan, and said with a smile: "Today's playboy's words are very relevant and to the point, I wonder how many girls can figure out how to compose music?" ”

Miaoyu smiled slightly: "Boss Long, don't worry, I'll wait for a few sisters, and I've already thought about it." ”

After a while, the music was composed, Miaoyu sang while playing the piano, and Bai Lan danced on the side, so the beauty of the words, the beauty of the piano sound, the beauty of the singing, and the beauty of the scenery around them all hit at once, and everyone's hearing, sight and even smell felt comfortable to the extreme.

Hua Lang and Wen Meng sat on the side and watched, and couldn't help but praise again and again, because they felt that Miaoyu's piano sound and singing voice were excellent interpretation of Hua Lang's song just now, and the chic and leisurely expression was vividly expressed, and the dance of the white orchid girl was even more beautiful like flowing water.

After the song, the song ended, and the dance rested, everyone seemed to be still immersed in the wonderfulness just now, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

When the sunset came, the guests had almost gone, there were many guests drunk, Bao Zheng and Wen Yanbo Gongsun Ce and others went back first, Yin Wuxian and Hua Wan'er and others were also very knowledgeable, in this spring twilight, let a couple of newcomers face alone, what a long thing, people who are interested should leave early, let them enjoy the world of these two people.

The sunset shone on the flowers and plants of the stream on the outskirts of the city, I don't know when the wind rose, the wind blew the willow branches on both sides of the stream kept swaying, everything was quiet, when Wen Meng faced Hualang alone, she suddenly became shy, and even lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Hualang, the flower crown on her head was still there, at this time she looked like a fairy who had entered the mortal world.

Hua Lang put one hand on Wen Meng's shoulder, held her in his arms, and said with a smile: "You will be my Hua Lang's person from now on!" ”

Wen Meng snuggled in Hua Lang's arms and smiled: "Do you remember the first time the two of us met, I didn't take you seriously at all, I just thought you were a scholar who didn't know anything, and I wanted to save you." ”

How could Hua Lang forget the situation when the two first met, but at that time, when he saw Wen Meng for the first time, he felt that he wanted to marry her in this life and give her happiness, and today, he finally got his wish.

"Then now do you think your husband is still not a useless scholar?" Hanaro asked jokingly.

Wen Meng smiled lightly and said, "It depends on what happens, if it's like when we first met, you were forced to take out the money by a few scoundrels, you are still a useless scholar, because you still can't beat them." ”

For what Wen Meng said, although Hua Lang didn't dare to agree, it was about the same, his secret weapon was okay to hit one person, but if it was three or four, others would always be a little faster than him.

So at this time, Hua Lang suddenly touched his head with Wen Meng's head, and said, "Then now that you protect me, I'm no longer useless, right?" ”

Hua Lang's words seem to be coquettish, and it seems to be contradictory, but Wen Meng didn't say anything, at this time, a man is coquettish to you, what can you do, it can only show that he is very dependent on you, and he can't do without you.

The evening breeze blew, soft as Wen Meng's breath in her ears, like her murmur when she was angry, Wen Meng leaned on Hua Lang and asked, "Do you love me?" ”

This question seems to be a question that all women like to ask, and for this question, although there is no need to answer it anymore, Hua Lang still nodded very seriously: "Of course I love, I love it very much." ”

"How much love? You wrote a lot of words for Miaoyu in Qingli Temple, and you wrote a few poems for me! Wen Meng smiled, as if all the previous words were foreshadowing for this sentence.

So in the heavens wish to be a winged bird, in the earth is willing to be a branch, ask what the world is, teach people to live and die and other words of love and affection echoed beside the peach blossoms in the stream.