At the Nuanxi Gathering, in addition to the tables and tables along the stream, there is also a large main table in the open space surrounded by the curved water in the shape of "ji".
There are poems, calligraphy and paintings, pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed on it.
Attendees of the gathering can come up and write poems impromptuly. If they are not in the mood, they can also sit on the small table by the stream, chat with their female companions, and watch the elegant affairs of the talented and beautiful people at the main table.
at this time.
Liu Kongyi came back to her senses and saw a group of senior and junior sisters gathered together to admire and praise the mountain climbing product she had just made. She couldn't help covering her mouth and scolded: "Don't look at it, you guys, you are just saying weird things, how can I be praised by you?"
He's so powerful, isn't this embarrassing me? Mr. Du is so powerful, this song "One Calyx Red" is as good as Luo Hua's, just look at him..."
The women were laughing and joking.
Liu Kongyi suddenly turned to everyone at the gathering and said crisply: "There is something that has been bothering me these past few days, and even my practice has been delayed..."
Everyone looked curious and listened attentively, wanting to know what was troubling this being.
Liu Kongyi sighed softly, holding a wine glass and came to the stream, staring at the clear flowing water.
"A few days ago, one day, I received a lot of invitations to gatherings, but for some reason, I felt a little depressed, so I declined them all. At noon, I had a few drinks in the building and listened to music.
Son, he fell asleep without realizing it. When he woke up, it was already dusk. However, although the drunkenness disappeared, the strange thoughts did not increase or decrease, or even increased, so he went outside alone at dusk.
Taking a leisurely stroll in the small garden...that night, alas, after I came back, I wrote a poem inspired by it."
She turned around, looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Don't take offense after nagging so much. This is what I want to say. After I finished writing it, I felt good about it, but after I stopped writing, there was no movement on the paper. In the past few days,
I often think about it and refine sentences, but to no avail. How should I put it? I feel that the melancholy when I wrote it was not expressed. I think this is also the reason why it cannot be read. I wrote it.
...I am missing a word."
Liu Kongyi bowed to everyone and said softly: "Although I am dull, I consider myself eager to learn. There are many people in the gathering today, so I was wondering if there would be a talented and knowledgeable young man who would be willing to teach.
Become my master of calligraphy, change sentences and practice calligraphy. If you can make it into a good grade, Kongyi is willing to serve the young master with tea and wine. In addition... there will be a generous reward."
When the students and scholars of the academy saw the lovely Liu Xianzi who was popular in the past and lowered her body, they could not refuse the proposal. They all nodded in approval, and many men were gearing up.
In particular, Du Yifu's eyes were bright and he raised his chin slightly, feeling that an opportunity had come.
Upon seeing this, Liu Kongyi walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote down the words she had filled in.
Then, immediately, several red carp girls followed the instructions, took four special papers and a bowl of water, stepped forward, and copied Liu Kongyi's words on these four special papers.
Liu Kongyi's behavior of taking out his poems and asking them to change them, so as to become a one-word master, is not uncommon at literary gatherings.
Therefore, there is also a set of prescribed procedures.
The special paper brought by the red carp girls is white and stain-free. It looks ordinary, but it is indeed a strange ink-washing paper.
If you want to remove the ink characters on it, you only need to put a drop of water on the characters, and the ink will be washed clean. The washed area will still be dry as before, and it will even emit an intoxicating floral fragrance.
This is also the paper often used by poets in elegant gatherings to revise sentences and practice calligraphy.
Now Liu Kongyi's words are written on four pieces of ink-wash paper, placed on the four sides of the main table in the center of the gathering. If any man or woman wants to try to change the words, they can come to the table and put pen to paper. If the writing is not good,
If you are satisfied, you can wash it off again with a drop of water and let others come later. As for the original manuscript written by Liu Kongyi, place it in the middle of the table as a reference.
The red carp girls left after finishing their work.
For a moment, most of the people at the gathering gathered around to watch the poem that had troubled Liu Kongyi for a long time.
Zhao Rong, who was a little further away, raised his eyebrows and stood up suddenly after hearing Liu Kongyi's words.
He didn't have any idea of helping others change their characters, but he wanted to use it to ease the embarrassment between him and Qing Jun.
Zhao Rong patted his sleeves and said softly to the lady who tilted her head and said nothing: "Qingjun, come on, let's take a look."
The blush on Zhao Lingfei's face had faded, and she nodded lightly when she heard the words.
Zhao Rong smiled and stretched out his hand, she bit her lip and gave him her bare hand.
Luzhu, who had been waiting by the stream to serve the guests, saw that all the guests around her had left. She was already curious and impatient, so she jumped up and followed Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei.
The two held hands and walked to the desk.
They looked for a space with few people and took a look, and Liu Kongyi's words caught their eyes.
Concubine Zhao Ling leaned against Zhao Rong and said curiously: "Fairy..."
At this time, a small head poked out from beside the two of them, it was Green Pearl.
She opened her dark eyes wide and whispered in a curious voice:
"Listen to the sound of the water melody while holding the wine. I wake up after being drunk in the afternoon and worry about not waking up... When will the spring and spring come back? Looking at the evening mirror, hurting the scenery, remembering the past in the later period... There are birds on the sand and the pond is dim, the clouds are scattered and the flowers are coming in the moon.
Following the shadow...heavy curtains cover the lamps, the wind is unstable, people are still at first, and the path will be filled with red sunsets tomorrow."
Green Pearl's eyes lit up and she read it a few more times.
There were a lot of people around, so Zhao Rong protected Zhao Lingfei in his arms.
The two of them clasped hands, Zhao Lingfei leaned against him and listened. She tasted it and only understood a rough idea, and said softly: "It sounds good, Brother Rong'er, what do you think?"
Zhao Lingfei smiled lightly and looked up at Zhao Rong, only to find that he was staring at her with his head lowered and unblinking. He was not listening to the words attentively, but his mind was all on her...
Zhao Lingfei's heart trembled, she quickly lowered her head, stayed quiet for a moment, and twisted in Zhao Rong's arms, "Don't... don't look at it."
The sound is very small.
Zhao Rong smiled and looked up at the poem on the table, "Well, it sounds pretty good..."
Having said this, he couldn't help but lower his head, looked at the side of his wife's face again, nodded and said, "It's beautiful."
I saw he was causing trouble again.
Zhao Lingfei had a cold and pretty face, neither speaking nor looking at him. However, in the lower sleeves, where others could not see, their hands were clasped tighter.
Zhao Rong felt her clasping hand, and glanced at the cold side face of the "duplicitous" lady. He coughed lightly and looked away, not to embarrass her any more.
He casually looked at the song "Heavenly Fairy" again.
In this poem, the emotion the poet wants to inject is a kind of inexplicable depression, which is easy to understand.
At that time, she felt tired and bored, and was not interested in singing and partying. After waking up, the Willow Fairy looked in the mirror again in the evening. When night fell, she walked alone in the small garden, hoping to take advantage of the night view.
Relieve worries... It is this melancholy mood that she wants to write about.
Poetry expresses aspirations, and even thinking deeper, Zhao Rong also had a vague insight into Liu Kongyi's Taoist heart, from the words "evening mirror", "flowing scene", "spring goes", "shading the lamp", etc. in her poem
From every word, we can see what the Willow Fairy is sighing about, what she is looking for, and what path she is seeking...
He raised his eyebrows.
The scene of this poem is well constructed, which can make the readers of the poem feel a little immersive. However, the choice of words and sentences... still needs to be carefully considered.
Zhao Rong's thoughts changed and a few words came to mind.
but.
But he didn't have the slightest intention to step forward and change the words...