Chapter 561 Blowing a pool of spring water.

When the crown prince Duan Suxing said that Jinmen is a good word, and it is a rare good word, Hua Lang smiled slightly, but he did not continue, because although he also felt that Jinmen was a good word, but he didn't want to make a big fuss about this word now, he felt that the most important thing now was to hurry up and eat, and then go to investigate the murder.

It's just that the crown prince Duan Suxing finally talked about poetry, and he was unwilling to stop, so when Hualang smiled slightly, the prince Duan Suxing had already chanted the poem to Jinmen:

The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water.

In the mandarin duck incense path, the red apricot stamen is in hand.

The fighting duck leans alone, and the jasper scratches his head and falls.

All day long, I hope that the monarch will not come, and I will raise my head to smell the magpie.

After Prince Duan Suxing finished chanting, he said with a smile: "The first sentence of this poem is the most amazing, blowing a pool of spring water is the most amazing, like this kind of good sentence, I am afraid it is not something that can be obtained by repeated chanting." ”

After the prince Duan Suxing finished saying this, he looked at Hua Lang, Hua Lang was drinking at this time, he saw Duan Suxing looking at him, he must have hoped that he could say a sentence or two, but although Hua Lang liked this song, but it was also because he had an impression of this song, at this time he wanted to make an evaluation of this song, but it was also a little difficult for him, Hua Lang's eyes flowed, and then he smiled, and said: "What His Royal Highness the Prince said is very true, this first sentence is really amazing when the wind blows a pool of spring water, I heard that Li Jing, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was jealous after hearing Feng Yansi's good sentence, saying that blowing a pool of spring water, what is the matter? ”

After listening to the allusion that Hua Lang said, everyone immediately became interested, and Duan Suxing was even more excited, and said: "The lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty has asked this sentence, so how did Feng Yansi answer, if he doesn't answer well, I'm afraid he will suffer some crimes." ”

Hua Lang Ha Lu Ha smiled and said: "For a poem, their monarchs and ministers are not going to turn against each other, but Feng Yansi is also smart, saying that if His Majesty blows the jade sheng cold in the small building, he compliments Li Jing, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, so how can Li Jing be angry!" ”

After listening to what Hua Lang said, Duan Suxing immediately praised: "Wonderful, wonderful, this pair of monarchs and ministers are all writers, and this response is even more wonderful!" ”

Duan Suxing praised this, but Wen Meng, who was sitting on the side, was puzzled, and said: "Why did Feng Yansi say that if His Majesty didn't go down to the small building to test the Yusheng cold, then Li Jing wouldn't be angry?" ”

Hearing Wen Meng ask like this, Hua Lang suddenly understood, he was familiar with poems with Duan Suxing, Bao Zheng and others, and naturally understood these, but Wen Meng and Yin Wuyi were from the rivers and lakes, and the people in the rivers and lakes were all fighting and killing, and they learned a few poems there, and although Wen Meng had recently started reading poems, it was impossible to read much after all, so she didn't know much about Li Jing's Xiaolou blowing Yusheng Han.

Seeing this, Hua Lang explained: "That sentence of Xiaolou blowing Yusheng Han is a sentence in Li Jing's stall breaking the Huanxi sand, and it has always been praised, Feng Yansi saw that Li Jing was jealous of his sentence of blowing a pool of spring water, and he could only ask for forgiveness by complimenting Li Jing's wonderful sentence!" ”

After Hua Lang finished speaking, he chanted Li Jing's song of breaking the Huanxi sand again, so that Wen Meng could understand more carefully the beauty of Xiaolou's blowing of Yusheng Han.

The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.

The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many tears are there to hate, leaning on the railing.

But said that after Hua Lang finished chanting, he suddenly felt that he had said a little too much, and at this time, Wen Meng was savoring these two words, and the innkeeper was going to add food to them, after all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was here, and they were naturally a small person who wanted to stammer, Hua Lang saw that the innkeeper was coming, and immediately felt that this was an opportunity to get rid of talking about poetry.

The innkeeper put down his meal and was about to leave, but at this moment, Hua Lang suddenly stopped him and asked, "The shopkeeper has lived here for generations, right?" ”

The innkeeper nodded repeatedly: "That's right, our family has lived here for generations, and we have been running an inn for hundreds of years. ”

When Hua Lang heard this, his spirit was suddenly shocked, and he said, "If that's the case, then you must know something about the legend of Butterfly Spring?" ”

The innkeeper smiled and said, "I don't dare to say that I know everything, but I know a little more than outsiders." ”

Hua Lang bowed his head and continued to ask, "So the legendary Wen Gu and Xia Lang really exist?" ”

The innkeeper nodded and said, "That's right, the two of them do exist. ”

"So what kind of people are this Aunt Wen and Xia Lang?"

"This ......" The innkeeper hesitated for a while, and said after a long time: "It has been hundreds of years since the incident, and I can't say exactly what kind of person it is, but listening to my ancestors and listening to the discussion of some people in my inn, I think that Xia Lang should be a very brave young man, everyone think about it, he can take Aunt Wen in King Yu's palace, he can do it if he is not brave!" ”

Hua Lang nodded slightly, he felt that what the innkeeper said was right, and then asked, "What about this Aunt Wen?" ”

"This Aunt Wen ...... How to say it, some people say that she and Xia Lang are really in love, but after all, she has become King Yu's woman, how can she elope with Xia Lang, isn't this harming Xia Lang? I think this woman is a curse. After the innkeeper finished speaking, he shook his head and slurred, his words made Hua Lang extremely disgusted, because Hua Lang felt that if a pair of men and women were happy with each other, no matter how many difficulties and terrible consequences there were, they should also be brave together and pursue happiness, instead of being bound by these so-called etiquette.

However, Hua Lang can also understand this innkeeper, after all, they live in such a society, they feel that women have to start from the beginning, since they have become King Yu's woman, then they can't have other ideas, they can't betray King Yu.

Hua Lang waved his hand to let the innkeeper go down, the innkeeper seemed to be unsatisfied, and wanted to say a few more words, but Hua Lang didn't want to hear it anymore, just when the innkeeper turned around, Prince Duan Suxing asked: "Why are you interested in this legend, does this have anything to do with the murder?" ”

As soon as Duan Suxing finished asking this sentence, the innkeeper suddenly turned around and said, "There are many people who are interested in this legend, on the day of the Butterfly Club, a few scholars came to my shop, and they asked about this legend, and the scholar also took a geographical chronicle at that time, and I also said this to him." ”

As soon as the innkeeper mentioned the geographical chronicles, everyone suddenly thought of Xu Yun, he was the one who often held the geographical chronicles, after the innkeeper finished speaking, Hua Lang hurriedly asked: "What is the name of the person who took the geographical chronicles?" ”

The innkeeper thought for a while, sighed, and said, "His friends all call him Brother Xu Yun." ”