At this moment, the two girls were also confused.

The first idea is whether you lose your own value?

But the two girls immediately noticed something strange. People outside saw that the Zheng family boy was very frivolous, so you hug him and hug him. You can't hug him under this vast day of life. Isn't you intentionally annoyed?

But when you are in it, you feel differently. Zheng Lang puts his hands on their chests. Although he looks frivolous due to his height, he seems to be frivolous, at least a little further down? But he just puts it on. Unlike other brothers, he puts it on the smooth and soft place, his appearance is as bright as a flower, and he will have some small movements.

I was in the fun hall and saw many people, all kinds of people, and I could hardly escape this. But the boy from the Zheng family just took it on and didn't make any small moves.

Originally, the two girls came and were all thinking about it. There were many rumors outside, and they couldn't tell the difference between real and fake. Even though they themselves forgot their agreement with Zheng Lang. It was not until the news of Liu Zhizhou's speech that the two girls realized that some of the statements outside were wrong. Anyway, they were Jinshi and from Dingzhou, and had nothing to do with the Zheng family. If they had no talent, would they be so supported?

I was in the fun for a long time and had a play, so I immediately understood this link. However, I was preparing for the flower party, so I ignored it. Today, Liu Zhizhou deliberately stopped and talked to this boy, and the meaning of support was even stronger.

It's rare to have an opportunity. Maybe that day it will really turn into a phoenix and soar into the sky. I didn't expect it to turn into this way.

Disliked public anger.

Zheng Lang didn't care. Anyway, no one had said anything good to me in the past few years. He did his own thing, but he was in line with his personality.

When Liu Zhizhou heard the uproar from everyone, he turned his head and wanted to say. But when he got closer, he looked at Zheng Lang without tinted glasses, so he could see clearly that although the boy seemed to be crazy, his eyes were very clear and he could not find half of the color and soul-giving.

yes……

Didn't figure it out.

But this clear eyes made him happy. Even visiting prostitutes was the kind of person who passed by flowers and didn't touch his body.

It turns out that this prostitute...is still divided into states?

good!

Instead, he shouted in his heart.

I liked that such a stunning woman did not let him be so beautiful, which showed his firmness in his heart. He whispered to the yamen runners beside him, and the little yamen runner brought a chair from the front table, and then moved Bai Yuniang and Tan Wan's long platform together.

Anyway, the three people in the east will squeeze in a little while, and it will be more symmetrical. Otherwise, when you sit down, how can your younger generation hug you left and right?

Is it too much?

Even if you hug each other, you will appreciate you. In a few years, even if you are the leader, you may not have such a blessing.

The onlookers were stunned. But how could they speak well? They hugged each other, but the magistrate did not stop him, but supported him in disguise. You should know that the head of the Five Elements is the protagonist today. Regardless of whether the Zheng family is your younger generation, doing this may not hurt our self-esteem too much, right?

But Bai Yuniang and Tan Wan's hearts became brighter. This is the magistrate who is forcing her to be young!

Bai Yuniang whispered in a coquettish voice: "Dalang, all my reserve and sister Tan Wan have ruined you. How can you repay me?"

Zheng Lang laughed, said a few words in her ear, and then said a few words in Tan Wan's ear.

The people behind didn't know what they were doing, and they thought that the prodigal son of the Zheng family was intimate with the two leaders. Some people were so jealous that they wanted to rush up and punch Zheng Lang.

Bai Yuniang thought for a moment, finally wrote it down, and said coquettishly again: "Enemy, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zheng Lang told them a fresh little poem each, what should I do? As soon as I gave away his bamboo tube, I gave him four, but I had never accepted the show of goodwill between Jiang Xinger and Tong Feiyan, which was unfair to them. But now it was too late.

Song Ci was almost entirely for singing at the beginning.

In other words, whether you create a lyric card or write a lyric, you must follow the music score. The lyrics serve the music score, and the instruments also serve the music score. Some are suitable for using the flute, some are suitable for using the pipa, and some are suitable for using the guqin. Su Dongpo recorded something. Chen Zunzhi heard about Shan Weng's beautiful lyrics and tried to play it with the zither. Although the rhythm is roughly in line with the rhythm, the sound of the zither is not natural. Only when singing with instruments is harmonious can it be beautiful. You have to practice singing in advance and then find a suitable instrument accompaniment, so that each other can complement each other.

Especially in this kind of occasion, if you are a little careless, you may lose your name. It doesn’t matter if you can’t win the courtesan. If you are the last one, that would be miserable!

It is precisely because of this restriction that Zheng Lang himself dares not write lyrics easily.

However, this phenomenon is gradually changing. Since Su Dongpo and others, various excellent lyrics have gradually changed from serving singing to authentic literary forms. This has led to a large number of writers who cannot fill in the tune and more good lyrics have also been published one by one.

Therefore, in the end of the Song Dynasty, the cisists could be divided into three categories. For example, Zhou Bangyan, Jiang Kui, and Zheng Lang were worried about Liu Yong and others who were absolutely writing lyrics according to the score. There is another type of person who wrote lyrics according to the flute. They could not write lyrics, and they might know the music and know the music, so they could write lyrics that match the rhythm, but they could not fill in the tune. For example, Su Dongpo, Qin Shaoyou, and the last one, the lyrics were only literature. Whether it was in line with the score or not, I just filled in the sentences according to the sentences, such as Qin Shaoyou and Lu You. In the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, the latter was mostly based on the sentences, but they did not fill in any good words. There were also a few talented ones who had both filled in the tunes and wrote some good words.

For example, the two songs selected by Zheng Lang.

Zheng Lang just lowered his eyes and smiled, thinking to himself, be content, two young ladies.

Seeing the two girls acting cute, Tong Feiyan asked, "Two sisters, what are you talking about?"

Bai Yuniang said, "Mr. Zheng gave us two good poems."

This sentence is loud, and the dozens of big figures who just sat down heard it. Liu Zhizhou seemed to have touched the nature of his young man. He was not a good thing and would not take it out. He said, "Zheng Xiaolang, what poems are, sing them, listen."

The lyrics are used to sing. So I said this sentence.

Zheng Lang didn't refuse either. He really didn't know that his hug had affected the value of the two women. Even today's "flower battle" was not the last one, and he fell to the fourth place, which was also very miserable. It seemed that the two women wanted to bet on tomorrow with my youth. What if it was not easy to rely on me?

When I hugged the second girl, I thought of the consequences, so I will give you a big show. Tong Feiyan asked, and Liu Zhizhou's request was almost natural.

This song was redeemed.

I told them that I heard two songs from Xiao Ling, Nalan Xingde. This person’s long-term comments are not high, but Xiao Ling is too lethal and almost the favorite of the young bourgeoisie later.

He also dared not use musical instruments, but he did not participate in the Battle of Flowers, so he didn't care, so he sang a cappella on the table: "

The brocade year of water flow,

The marmoset beads are even harder to collect.

I often have to comb my hair if I get sick.

A path of green clouds to repair bamboo grievances,

Half red window, the sunset, the flowers are sad,

The slimming is just the lower curtain hook."

"Okay," Liu Zhizhou stroking his hand and praised. This poem is so fresh, as clean as flowing water. No matter what else, just about this freshness, it seems that only a few Yan Shu could write it in the entire Song Dynasty.

But after listening to the five lines, he lowered his head.

Since these people are among the top and have some talent for literature, they may not be able to write anything good, but they can distinguish it.

It’s okay to have a few other sentences in this poem, but the first sentence that breaks out is that the brocade looks like a flow of water, which is too lethal. People in the Song Dynasty got married early, so when they visited prostitutes, they often thought that it was a little prostitute. They were in their teenage years of beauty, but time was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, the 20-year-old mark was coming. Take a look at the five trajectories, and that one was twenty years old!

What should I do then?

Only seven ordinary words actually aroused their emotional resonance!
Chapter completed!