4. I will never regret it if my belt gets wider

As soon as Hu Yang, the leader of the "Mohanzhai Poetry Society", the deputy envoy of Ningguo Jiedu, stepped on tiptoe as soon as he entered the hall, stretched his neck and looked around. He saw Zhou Xuan at first sight. Wow, there were several more beauties around him!

Hu Yang walked over with a smile and bowed, "Mr. Zhou, a false alarm, a false alarm, just a leg cramp, just return to the mansion, thank you for your concern."

Zhou Xuan said in his heart: "Caring? I wish you, a big-headed fly, will go away! The third brother is too light, and his legs will be fine in less than half an hour. At least he will scare him for a day and a night." He gave a polite greeting: "Young Master Hu, the poetry competition will begin soon, please do not disturb each other."

Hu Yang said: "This game is nothing difficult. If Mr. Zhou has not made it ready, he would have given him some poems to the spring." His eyes were aimed at Fairy Jingyi, who was covered with veils, and he deliberately showed off his talents and learning in front of this beautiful female crown.

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "No need, I am full of poetry and books, like a rush of thousands of springs, and I am eager to erupt."

Hu Yang curled his lips and said to himself: "He came from the middle of Beijing tone, I don't know what the origin?" asked: "Mr. Zhou has a fame?"

Zhou Xuan said: "I am just a silly salt merchant."

Hu Yang immediately showed a contemptuous look and said to himself: "So that's the case, the salt merchant has money, but it's ridiculous to recite poems and lyrics." He felt at a loss now, and thought about directly proposing marriage to Zhou Xuan and asking Zhou Xuan to marry his sister or sister as a concubine. It's okay for a female Taoist priest to return to secular life. I thought that a salt merchant would dare not agree!

At this time, a young maid in green came over and gently pulled Hu Yang's sleeve. Hu Yang turned around and saw that the maid blinked at him, waved her hand, twisted through the crowd and headed towards the back door.

Hu Yang was secretly happy. This must be a famous lady who admired his talent and asked his personal maid to call him to meet him. I don’t know which lady it was? The lady from the governor Zhang’s family is very beautiful. If she were her, it would be a great pleasure. Haha, there is a chance to steal the fragrance.

Hu Yang strode to catch up with the little maid and asked in a low voice: "Which lady's maid are you?"

The little maid smiled cleverly and said, "Young Master, come with me, and be sure to take care of your surprise."

Hu Yang felt itchy and followed the little maid out of the back door of "Xie Tiao Tower". Because there was someone guarding it in front of the building, the back door was deserted and deserted. The lonely peaks and cliffs were erected with iron railings, surrounded by iron cables, and hidden by strange diamonds and trees.

Hu Yang followed the maid to the edge of a bush of green bamboos and saw a woman in a red dress holding the bamboo with her hands, her waist was thin, and her hair was simply combed into a bunch and hanging on her waist and back. The back alone was extremely charming.

Hu Yang swallowed his saliva and walked over and bowed to the ground: "Miss Meng summoned him, and the young actor arrived in a hurry."

The woman in the red dress slowly turned around, and Hu Yang's eyes suddenly widened and she said in surprise: "Xiahou Liusu!"

Hu Yang once went to the appointment of Prince Lianchang. He met Xiahou Liusu in Mingyulou. Xiahou Liusu performed a Hu Xuanwu dance in the Western Regions. His face and figure made Hu Yang salivate and he was willing to pay a lot of money to comb it. However, Xiahou Liusu insisted on selling his skills but not selling himself. It was also rumored that Prince Lianchang was interested in Xiahou Liusu, so Hu Yang did not dare to move and watched from afar and did not betray him. Unexpectedly, he specially asked him to meet here today. Wouldn't he be happy from the sky!

Xiahou Liusu's melon-shaped face, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, especially her eyelashes, which are dense and long. When her eyelashes are lowered, she looks like a curtain covering her eyes. When her eyelashes rise, her eyes are like autumn water and morning stars, and her skin is crystal clear and almost transparent. She looks like ice sculptures and jade carvings, without a trace of dust. She is playing with a grass-woven grass-woven grass-woven grass-woven grass-woven grass-woven grass-woven grass-woven grass-woven eyes, smiling calmly: "Young Master Hu knows the meaning of Liusu's desire to see you?"

Hu Yang said straight with his eyes: "Miss Liusu has something to do and will give him instructions. The young student will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Xiahou Liusu smiled sweetly, and Yingsheng said silly: "I wonder if Mr. Hu is sure of seizing the poet's creator?"

Hu Yang was both surprised and happy: "Miss Liusu hopes that the young actor will win this poem?"

Xiahou Liusu said shyly: "Yes."

Hu Yang's confidence soared and said loudly: "With the talent of a young student, he regards this poet as if he is taking a picture of his pocket."

Xiahou Liusu said: "I heard that a young master Zhou came to the capital, and he was so amazing. A poem called "Spring" went straight to the second pass of Jingting Mountain. This person is Mr. Hu's strong rival. Don't let the poet's master be taken away by him."

Hu Yang regretted that Zhou Xuan was relieved of passing the second level, but he didn't know which one was talking. Soon, he passed the song "The lovely peony will bring tears to his tears, and the weak rose lies on the morning branch" to Xiahou Liusu's ears, and quickly said: "The person surnamed Zhou is a vulgar salt merchant. The characters are vulgar, and his poetry talent is not the opponent of this young master. Miss Liusu, as long as he is relieved, the young student will never let a salt merchant spend the spring night with you."

Xiahou Liusu said: "The last level of this poem is for me to give the title. I will tell the title of the poem first. Mr. Hu will make a wonderful poem for a long time."

Hu Yang only thought that this was favored by the beauty and did not feel ashamed of cheating. Seeing Xiahou Liusu handed a small note with a silky hand, he was not in a hurry to pick up the note, but pinched Xiahou Liusu's smooth fingertips and said in a daze: "Hands are like tenderness, and the ancients really didn't bully me!"

Xiahou Liusu stuffed the note into Hu Yang's palm and quietly pulled his hand back: "Young Master Hu, look at the title of the poem, but don't let Liusu down."

Hu Yang glanced at the small note and smiled: "Yi and ears, Yi and ears!"

Xiahou Liusu suddenly turned around and stared at a pear tree under the "Xiet Point Tower" twenty feet away. The breeze blew by, and the white pear blossoms fell.

"What?" Hu Yang couldn't help asking when Xiahou Liusu saw his eyes showing alertness.

Xiahou Liusu signaled him not to speak and walked slowly towards the pear tree.

A white hand stretched out from behind the pear tree, picked a golden daisy under the roots, and held it in his hand. Then a figure turned around and left, but saw the back slim and graceful walking. It was a woman in green clothes, and she disappeared into the "Xie Tiao Tower".

Xiahou Liusu asked: "Does Mr. Hu recognize this woman?"

Hu Yang said: "I don't recognize you. You should be the lady from Shangxiang Society, who is picking chrysanthemums and pear blossoms."

Xiahou Liusu said "um" and thought to himself: "Twenty feet away, this woman can't hear anything." He said: "Young Master Hu, go back quickly, the incense stick is almost over."

Hu Yang said reluctantly: "No hurry, I am the leader of Mohanzhai Poetry Society. I will go to the second level without the exam. Miss Liusu, Xiaosheng has been admiring you for a long time. Since Miss Liusu favors Xiaosheng, it is better to let Xiaosheng have a kiss now. In this way, Xiaosheng will be very energetic when writing poetry-" As he said that, his hand wanted to hug Xiahou Liusu's thin waist that could not be held.

Xiahou Liusu flashed lightly and suddenly said, "Someone is coming."

Hu Yang thought that the chrysanthemum-picking woman had come back before, so he turned around and saw that there was no trace of anyone. When he turned around, Xiahou Liusu was gone.

Hu Yang sighed for a while, then looked at the poem in his hand, rolled it into a ball and threw it outside the iron railing, fell down the deep cliff, and then returned to the hall of "Xie Tiaolou" in a good mood, and went directly to the second floor to sit and ponder the poem in his mind.

The chrysanthemum-picking woman was either Lin Ning. Just now, Lin Ning was curious when he saw Hu Yang with a maid out of the back door, so he knew Sanqi and quietly followed Hu Yang out of the back door. Seeing which lady had an affair with this person, when he heard Hu Yang call out "Xiahou Liusu". Lin Ning knew that Xiahou Liusu was the courtesan of Xuanzhou. So many poets and poets competed for this poet to have a night of joy with Xiahou Liusu, so he hid in the pear tree and listened carefully to Hu Yang and Xiahou Liusu.

If it were an ordinary person, twenty feet away, the sound of chanting poems and singing lyrics came from "Xie Tiao Tower" from time to time. It would be difficult to hear what Hu Yang and Xiahou Liusu said, but Lin Ning was different. She received training in the secret technique of the Falcon since she was a child, and her ears and eyes were far better than ordinary people. She could hear the conversation between a man and a woman by the Cuizhu clearly. She felt something was wrong with Xiahou Liusu. She stomped her foot gently to test it. Hu Yang had no feeling at all. Xiahou Liusu heard it immediately, clearly with martial arts, and her vigilant appearance was clearly with ulterior motives.

Lin Ning immediately reached out to pick a daisy and went back to the building openly, saying to Zhou Xuan one by one what he saw and heard.

Zhou Xuan said in confusion: "It seems that Xiahou Liusu is targeting me in this way, but why should he help Hu Yang seize the title of poetry?"

Sanchi said: "Either King Jing or Huangfu Jixun, these two people regard their masters as their enemies."

Fairy Jingyi said worriedly: "Brother Xuan, then we should leave here as soon as possible."

Zhou Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "How can I miss this good show? There is a couple of the third wife here. Who can touch me? I have an idea now, how about letting my third sister-in-law win the title of poetry?"

Lin Ning knew that Zhou Xuan was scheming and said, "Does the master want me to win the title of poetry? But the courtesan will not like me, a woman."

Zhou Xuan said: "I have asked, if a woman wins the poet's title, there will be a 3,000 taels of silver for the prize. It is the money paid by Mr. Lianchang. If it is not withdrawn, it will not be taken. The second place is Deputy Kui. If it is also taken away by a female talent, the Qingping Poetry Club and the Mohanzhai Poetry Club in Xuanzhou City will be automatically disbanded. The male poet will not write poetry in the future, and he will be too embarrassed to be ashamed-"

Lin Hanyun smiled and said, "Interesting, interesting. Ruokui is a man. Will the courtesan be willing to accompany him overnight?"

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Then it depends on the courtesan who is not interested in this poetry meeting. If she is as handsome as this young master, then she would be very willing."

Fairy Jingyi advised: "Brother Xuan, this is not a joke. The courtesan obviously has bad intentions to you, and he is also good at martial arts."

Zhou Xuan said: "It's okay, I have a way to deal with it. It's my best bet to use the trick. I want to pull out the envoy behind the scenes."

At this time, a scholar who was quite famous in the poetry meeting said aloud: "The time for an incense stick is up. Please recite your own poems in turn. The talented man from Shangxiang Club first chanted, followed by Qingping Poetry Club, then Mohanzhai Poetry Club, and finally a poet from other places."

Zhou Xuan took advantage of the poets from the three major poetry clubs in Xuanzhou to recite poems in turn, so he let Lin Ning memorize a poem "Butterfly Love Flower". Lin Ning knew that Zhou Xuan did not let Lin's sister come forward and asked her to come forward. He must have borrowed her martial arts and remembered it with all his heart.

Although Lin Ning was powerful, he was not a rough barbarian woman, and he was also very smart. After Zhou Xuan recited it three times, she remembered it.

More than a hundred poets were all about to recite poems and lyrics, and they were annoyed to listen. Zhou Xuan didn't hear any particularly colorful poems. After almost an hour, it was the turn of a foreigner to see a young man with sword-browed eyebrows and jade-faced face walked out of the corner, and his eyes glanced at the audience. The hall of "Xie Tiaolou" was quiet.

The young master of sword-brow bowed and said, "In Xia Lianchang, I will fill in a new text of "Butterfly Love Flower". Please be kind and righteous to the Fang family."

Lin Hanyun opened his eyes wide and looked at the elegant sword-browed young master, and whispered to Zhou Xuan: "It turns out that he is Mr. Lianchang. He is really famous and very proud!"

Zhou Xuan glared at her and quietly reached out to pinch her back ass.

Lin Hanyun covered her pp, her little face turned red, and she said angrily: "You--" She didn't expect that Zhou Xuan would dare to pinch her pp in public, which was so terrifying!

Everyone else in the hall was about to listen to Mr. Lian Chang chanting "Butterfly Love Flower", so Lin Hanyun's voice seemed very eye-catching, so he gathered together to Zhou Xuan and the eight others.

Zhou Xuan said: "Hanyun, don't make noise, listen carefully to Mr. Lianchang's famous and elegant sentences."

When Mr. Lian Chang heard this, he smiled with a smile on his cheek, clasped his fists at Zhou Xuan from afar, and began to chant:

"How many green shades outside the window are added? There are red cherry blossoms left, and they are still in the remaining spring. The old orioles are silent, and they fly over and hold cherries. They sit and look at the face beams and the swallows' breasts. The swallows whisper, as if they cherish the spring's lateness. They think about the canals, and the world is always misunderstood by thinking about it."

After a poem, there were cheers, and some people praised him, "Keep the spring and cherish the spring, it is so deep that I am in love. This poem by Master Lianchang can be suppressed!"

Lin Hanyun shouted: "It's too early to press the scroll. We haven't recited it. Brother Zhou Xuan, it's your turn."

Zhou Xuan thought to himself: "The literary talent of Mr. Lianchang is good, but he still can't compare with his buddies. The buddies are Yan Shu, Ouyang Xiu, and Qin Shaoyou, who are possessed by famous masters of all dynasties. Compared with me, it's really a big axe in the Lubanmen - overestimating their abilities!" He said: "Please ask Mrs. Ning, the first female poet in Guangling to chant first."

Lin Ning, who was named the first female lyricist of Guangling, was not frightened, and said with a clear voice: "I am also a verse of "Butterfly Love Flowers". Please listen to it - the courtyard is so deep, willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are no more. The jade carved saddle is swimming in the silence place, and the building is high and there is no way to see Zhangtai Road. The rain is stormy in the middle of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to keep the spring. I ask the flowers and flowers without saying anything, and the red flies over the swing."

Lin Hanyun took the lead in applauding, Xiaoqian, Mingfeng and Jianyue responded positively, and the female talents present in Shangxiang Society also started to cheer, and for a while, the mouth was fragrant and the fat was fragrant.

The scholar who presided over the poetry meeting praised: "The beginning of the sentence is amazing, and the three words "deep" are used in the same way. Such a pen is really amazing. The ending of the poem "Ask the flowers without saying anything, and the red flying over the swing" is also wonderful. The infatuated woman, the ruthless falls flowers, is more painful than the comparison of the two.

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Today, the colorful butterflies are in love with flowers, and I will join in the fun of "Butterflies Love Flowers" -" said, "The morning sun is piercing the two swallows and singing, as if they are with the beauty, cherishing the spring coming and going. The sun is so bright that it is so bright, but there is no time to be leisurely wind and rain. The flowing water and falling flowers are not a question, but there are only flying clouds, and they are coming and going. Keep drinking and admonishing you to stay and let you stop the road to return to the spring."

Lin Hanyun applauded vigorously again, but this time, because there was no response from the Shangxiang Society women, the scene was not as enthusiastic as Lin Ning. This was exactly the effect Zhou Xuan needed. He wanted to highlight Lin Ning, and the poems he chose for Lin Ning were also famous throughout the ages, much more famous than his.

The scholars who presided over the poetry meeting began to comment, and they had to choose twenty people to go to the next level.

There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, it is not a fighting insect, nor a Go. It is really troublesome to judge the level of poetry. Zhou Xuan watched coldly and saw that if someone hadn't secretly pushed him to the second floor, he, a foreigner, would have probably lost to the top 20. After all, his lyrics are not as impressive as Lin Ning's lyrics. Although it is many times stronger than the poems of those Xuanzhou people, he has nowhere to complain if he really loses the election. This is like many essay competitions in later generations, the winners are actually decided by the winners.

Zhou Xuan and Lin Ning went up to the second floor together, and Fairy Jingyi and the others stayed there.

The treatments are very different upstairs. Each person on the second floor has several cases. In addition to pens, ink, paper and inkstone, there are also fruits such as peaches, plums, strawberries, and other fruits, as well as Xuanzhou's unique snacks and cakes.

Zhou Xuan and Lin Ning sat together to facilitate cheating in the exam.

Hu Yang was a little surprised to see that Zhou Xuan was also in the top 20 and said to himself: "Why did those people below put this salt merchant up? Could it be that they used silver to bribe?" However, Hu Yang knew the title of Xiahou Liusu's poem in advance. He had just searched for the dry intestines and filled it out. He thought he was wonderful and good at lying, so he was very sure and smiled at Zhou Xuan.

The scholar who presided over the poetry meeting also came up and said, "Twenty people advanced to the stairs, and together with the six famous poets and lyricists on the stairs, the poet's creator will be produced among these twenty-six people this year. Please choose two of the four songs: "Qingpingle", "Huanxisha", "Ru Mengling" and "Butterfly Love Flower". Each person writes two lyrics. Please write them on paper, and only one stick of incense can be used for handing over the book. The meaning of the lyrics must be related to the sad spring and the cherishing spring. Also, do not sign the name—"

A scholar who was not good at lyrics shouted: "Why are all lyrics? Is it okay to write poetry?"

The poetry meeting hosted: "His Majesty the Emperor likes to write lyrics. How can we ordinary people not follow it? Don't say too much and burn incense--"

Zhou Xuan was secretly happy. There were many famous works in the future generations of these four music cards. The ancients liked to feel sad about the spring. They wrote two poems for Lin Ning, and there were four poems in total. It was a small meaning!

There is still a while for incense. Look at others chanting. Zhou Xuan was not busy crossing his hands, ate a piece of Xuanzhou glutinous rice cake, and sat there closed his eyes and rested.

Lin Ning was born as a female assassin. The assassin was the most patient. He also sat there with his chest and back with his back in his mouth to regulate his breathing and look inward, without moving.

After burning incense for halfway, Zhou Xuan started to cross his hands. This time he made many fuses, and he made dozens of strokes. Because there were four lyrics, his fingers were so hot that he started to write the lyrics. He first copied two lyrics for Lin Ning, namely Su Dongpo's "Dielianhua" and Ouyang Xiu's "Qingpingle". They were both famous writers who were well-known. Of course, they have all become Zhou Xuan's belongings. He really wrote:

"Butterfly Love Flower" - Flowers fade away and the green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds the house. The willows blow on the branches are less, and there is no fragrant grass everywhere! There is a swing in the wall and the outside world. Walking outside the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. The laughter gradually fades away from hearing the sound, but the affectionate is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
To be continued...