Chapter 1585 Xin Zijuan Poetry

  Feng Ziying knew it was bad as soon as she said the words, why did she steal Daiyu's scene?

   But seeing Daiyu's surprised appearance, Feng Ziying realized that Daiyu could no longer write such a poem, and only she, a traveler, could come up with such a poem.

With Daiyu's current mentality, she can only happily look forward to marrying into Feng's family next year. She has never been afraid of her marriage partner, and she is also loved and respected in Rongguo Mansion, and she feels extremely relaxed and happy. Almost half of the Lin family is out of business, and no one has the right to live in this garden.

  Seeing that all the girls were looking at her, Feng Ziying couldn't help coughing dryly, "What's the matter, it's just a poem, why do you look at me like this?"

"Xianggong's couplet poem is really exquisite, but the artistic conception is a little bit colder." Baochai is also a master of this way, and said with a smile: "This Mid-Autumn Festival is officially a family reunion to enjoy the moon happily. Yun girl will say something first, and then Xianggong will come again." The next sentence, this artistic conception is all in the direction of sentimentality, which is inappropriate."

  Feng Ziying also knew that her answering of this sentence was not suitable for the occasion, but she can successfully prove that she is also proficient in poetry, which can be regarded as something to gain.

  Others also echoed their comments, saying that Feng Ziying's line was an excellent antithesis, but the artistic conception was desolate and inappropriate. They asked Feng Ziying to simply compose a poem about appreciating the moon, which immediately made Feng Ziying feel dizzy.

   Originally, it was just a casual sentence, but it suddenly rose to the status of a master of poetry, which really forced a murder case.

"Yeah, it's hard to get together. So many sisters hope that Brother Feng can show his style, lest people say that Brother Feng is clumsy in poetry, but my younger sister doesn't believe it." Tanchun took the lead in attacking, "Lin Sister, Yun girl, what do you think?"

"Yeah, as soon as my little sister said a word, brother Feng would be able to meet him immediately. Even though you are diligent in court affairs, brother Feng, you can't let those boring scholars in the capital city say that you don't even know a word about poetry and poetry. Time to strike back."

  Shi Xiangyun is also very curious about Feng Ziying's poetry skills. These days, the second-class Jinshi and Shujishi are still compiling and writing at the Imperial Academy. Is there anyone who doesn't understand poetry?

It’s just that Feng Ziying has always been against poetry and poetry, so everyone didn’t go into it too deeply, but they also more or less saw Feng Ziying’s handwriting in Lin Daiyu’s two paintings, and realized that Feng Ziying was not incapable of poetry, but disdainful .

But for the girls of this era, which one doesn't want the man in his mind to be a man of both civil and martial arts and wealth? It is of course the most important thing to have a prosperous official career, but if the poetry and prose can outshine others, then It really is perfect.

Seeing Daiyu, Tanchun, Xiangyun, Yingchun, Xichun, and Xiuyan, the girls were full of anticipation. Baochai Baoqin, Li Wan, and Miaoyu also showed unprecedented curiosity and anticipation. The girls were equally curious, and Feng Ziying felt that it would be a disappointment if she really ran away.

It’s just that he remembers a lot of poems about appreciating the moon, but most of them are famous lines from the Tang and Song Dynasties, such as "the bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, and the sea of ​​clouds is boundless", and "the bright moon is born on the sea, and the sky is at this moment". Afraid that the girls are more familiar than him, there is no chance for him to plagiarize, but he can't remember any poems about appreciating the moon after the Qing Dynasty, what should I do?

  I wanted to act aggressive in front of the girls, but I didn't have any food in my stomach. This was embarrassing for Feng Ziying.

However, in the eyes of a group of girls, Feng Ziying at this time is extremely tall and tall, rubbing her chin and muttering silently, her eyes are dignified, obviously thinking and scrutinizing, everyone subconsciously calms down, looking forward to Feng Ziying's seven-step poem .

  Feng Ziying searched his stomach, Nalan Xingde? Wang Guowei's? It seems that there are no poems in this regard, and even if there are, they seem to be so sad and melancholy, out of time.

"My sisters, and my sister-in-law, brother Yu is really a bit..." Feng Ziying bit the bullet and wanted to back down, but only saw the eyes of Daiyu, Baochai, Tanchun, and Yingchun girls full of expectation mixed with emotion. , I couldn't continue speaking, I could only cough dryly and said: "Brother Yu can only have some broken sentences, but I'm afraid that you sisters will say that it's inappropriate again."

"Brother Feng, don't hesitate to vomit, we are all waiting." Shi Xiangyun laughed, "It is said that Brother Feng's fragmented sentence must be a classic sentence, and it has been widely spread. There is such a saying in Beijing. expect,…"

   "Oh, the moonlight is very good today, the west window is white, the moon is cool, and the courtyard is full of lilac snow." This is a plagiarism from Wang Guowei, and Feng Ziying was forced to force this sentence out of his head.

  All the women are savoring this sentence carefully, it is too short, and there is no up and down, how to taste it?

  However, all the women know that Feng Ziying is used to this in poetry and Fu, and often only speaks half a word, but it is enough to prove that Brother Feng's literary talent is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Not enough, not enough, Brother Feng, just these two or three sentences have a little charm, but it's hard to fill your stomach." Shi Xiangyun took the lead in applauding, but refused to give up: "So melting the moonlight, isn't Brother Feng right? Sister Bao, Sister Lin, Second Sister and Girl Qin, do they have something to say?"

This girl, Feng Ziying glared at Shi Xiangyun, it was always this girl who provoked troubles, but this time point was well chosen, all the girls were there on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and Baochai and Baoqin were already his wives and concubines, Daiyu and Yingchun They are about to become their own wives and concubines, if they don't express it at all, it may indeed disappoint them.

   "Girl Yun, in this rush, Brother Yu doesn't have the ability to compose a poem in seven steps by Cao Zijian..." Feng Ziying scratched her head with a bitter expression on her face.

All the girls were overjoyed, but it was rare to see Feng Ziying in such a difficult situation, and Tanchun was also joking: "Brother Feng, we all believe that Brother Feng will be able to touch the scene and perform extraordinary once, you Come on quickly."

  Feng Ziying sighed, can this thing be forced? The problem is that I, a second-class jinshi, have some biased subjects, and my poetry and prose are even weaker. I can't do anything about it, but suddenly I saw Xichun smiling faintly. Xiaoqian in "Ghost" has a bit of a picture, and her heart moved slightly: "Ten miles of Pinghu is covered with frost, and every inch of blue silk is worried about the new year. I only look at the moon and protect each other, and I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals."

The exit of this poem suddenly made the whole audience quiet down. Everyone was tasting the strong emotions contained in this poem. At the same time, combined with today's happy gathering, we will meet again in the future. I don't know how many years it will take. Maybe at that time, we will no longer be full of black hair. No matter where we go in the future, as long as it is the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will face the moon as if we are facing each other. But if we want to be together forever like mandarin ducks, we are better than gods.

This is the lyrics adapted from the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story". The exact source is different, but it tends to be adapted and mixed from some poems. But at this time, Feng Ziying took it out, it must be Feng Ziying's original .

The artistic conception of this poem is a little popular, but it fits the situation, especially the "fun" of Xiangyun and Tanchun, which endows the poem with a different connotation, and even Tanchun and Xiangyun are called If you are moved, ask yourself whether Brother Feng is expressing something in this poem.

And Xichun, who made Feng Ziying fall in love with the scene because of his appearance and appearance, was even more frightened by the flashing light in Feng Ziying's eyes, and couldn't help jumping in her heart. She was sure that Brother Feng was exhausted when he saw himself suddenly It is only when inspiration bursts out that he can recite such a quatrain of affection and nature. The question is why Brother Feng has such a wonderful talent because he saw himself?

   Could it be...? Xichun couldn't believe it, she was flustered for a moment, she lowered her head for fear of being noticed, since Brother Feng was looking at her earlier, someone would definitely notice.

But at ordinary times, Brother Feng doesn’t have much contact with him, and there are few opportunities to talk. Maybe the only contact he has is when he goes to Sister Lin’s place to see the paintings collected by Sister Lin, which are said to be hand-painted by Brother Feng for Sister Lin. I made a few more comments on the painting, which made Sister Lin and Zijuan laugh at me and said that I should be a student of Brother Feng, and let Brother Feng teach me this hand-painting art.

  The one next to Xichun is Xing Xiuyan, who is also heartbroken, thinking that Feng Ziying is looking at her side, and suddenly her ideas spring up, and she speaks well.

When she met Jia Rui at noon, she was not in a good mood. In the past, this person always put on a face and asked her to pay off her father's debts. She was entangled, but she didn't expect Jia Rui to stop her this time, but she had a pleasant face and only said to let her She persuaded her father not to gamble again, but didn't mention the gambling debts her father owed, which surprised Xiuyan.

   Looking at Jia Ruilai's direction again, Xing Xiuyan understood that the other party should have just come from the guest room, and who else is living in the guest room, except Brother Feng?

Xing Xiuyan also understood that it was probably Brother Feng who came to summon Jia Rui to say hello for his own affairs, and his heart was even warmer. No man would ask these things over and over again, and only Brother Feng would be so caring, and Brother Feng Now he is the Prime Minister of Shuntian Mansion, with all kinds of opportunities, but he still hasn't forgotten this little thing about himself.

  If he didn't take special care of himself, why would Brother Feng do this?

  So looking at it today, Xing Xiuyan felt a little dazed and intoxicated in his heart, and he didn't know what night it was.

Li Wan was also touched. Although Feng Ziying's eyes were clear and he didn't seem to have any other meaning, but thinking of the scene on the stone mountain in the morning, Li Wan was convinced that the other party's poem must have a special intention. Is envying mandarin ducks and not envying immortals a reminder to myself?

  (end of this chapter)