Chapter 63 Can You Write Poems in Liangzhou Dabian?
Chapter 63: Can you write poetry in Liangzhou?
Author: Angry Little Heizi
Chapter 63: Can you write poetry in Liangzhou?
"Come on, let's go out and have a look too."
As Li Xiuzhu spoke, the six of them left the room.
They don't need to go down, they can just stand on the edge of the building and look down.
Cuiyun thoughtfully took out the stools in the room one by one, so that there was a viewing platform.
They were the only ones on the fourth floor, so no one bothered them.
At this point, Li Xiuzhu and the others also saw this Qinglian named Youwei.
It's just a pity that they sit too high. Although the view is wide, the angle and distance are not as good as those on the second floor.
"Thank you all for coming to participate in Youwei's coming out of the cabinet today. Youwei has nothing to repay, so I sang a song throughout Liangzhou to thank you all."
Shen Youwei's voice fell, and suddenly the place became noisy.
"Liangzhou Dabian, it's actually Liangzhou Dabian. This is a song that even the officials appreciate."
"I didn't expect to hear Liangzhou Dabiao. Today's trip is well worth it."
"This song alone is worth the ticket price."
It’s not all about flattery. Where there is support, there will naturally be doubts.
"But hasn't Liangzhou Daban been lost? Is there really anyone who can play it?"
"I'm also curious. Isn't it just a gimmick? Don't ruin Liangzhou Daban's reputation."
"I would like to hear it and see if it is Liangzhou Daban."
"If so, one spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"If not, haha, then Lady Youwei's reputation will be ruined."
At this moment, the pipa sounded.
At the beginning, the big string was loud and long, making a noisy sound like a storm.
Then the strings are gentle and gentle, as if someone is whispering farewell in the ear.
The next moment, the sword-fighting intentions of the armed and iron horses rushed towards his face, and the murderous intention of drinking the blood of the enemy was spreading.
The noisy sound disappeared, and all that was left was the sound of the swords and guns of the cavalry, the sound of gold, wind and thunder, which lingered around.
After the song ended, everyone was immersed in the majestic sound of the pipa and couldn't extricate themselves.
"Okay, it is indeed Liangzhou Daben, it is indeed Liangzhou Daben. It lives up to the name of Liangzhou Daben. As soon as this song comes out, the value of Youwei and everyone will definitely double."
When Shen Youwei heard this, she raised her head, her brows filled with sadness, like a girl holding her heart, which was endearing.
"Sun Xueshie is too polite, but I still thank Sun Xueshie for his kind words."
"Everyone has limited time, so I won't waste everyone's time. Youwei's first question is to write a poem based on the pipa I just played."
"Limited time, one stick of incense."
After saying that, Shen Youwei stood up and left the table silently.
The old bustard came up at the same time and said: "Please let Youwei go have a rest first. Next, if you want to write poems, you can come and buy paper. The old rule is that paper costs five cents of silver a piece."
"If you want anything, you can ask."
Five yuan? Good guy, 500 yuan for a piece of paper. Is this paper inlaid with silver?
However, what Li Xiuzhu didn't expect was that as soon as he finished sighing in his heart, the people below were already grabbing it.
"I want it, give me one."
"Here, I want one."
"I want it too, I want it too."
"I……"
Good guy, Li Xiuzhu glanced down and saw that he had sold seven or eighty taels of paper in just a few minutes. What a money grab.
Fortunately, it seems to be quite user-friendly. When you buy paper, you get ink and you can use a pen.
"Brother-in-law, shall we?"
Li Xiuzhu angrily slapped Fu Yunshuang until his brain collapsed.
"You don't have much trouble with your brother-in-law, right? Your sister knows it, so it would be weird if she didn't beat me to death."
When Fu Yunshuang heard this, she blinked her big eyes.
"Didn't the eldest sister allow the brother-in-law to have an outside wife?"
"Hmm~" Looking at those innocent big eyes, Li Xiuzhu thought for a moment speechlessly, it seemed that this was really the case.
But that's not right.
Just now, Su Chengcheng came closer to him, and this little girl was jealous.
"Yunshuang, are you not hostile to her? Are you not jealous?"
Fu Yunshuang smiled when she heard this, leaned into Li Xiuzhu's ear and said, "Since I can't stop her, why not bring her to my side."
"She plays the pipa very nicely. I think if she puts it in my restaurant, even if she only plays it once a day, the price of the food will double."
"When the time comes, I will sell the chickens for one tael of silver each, and I don't believe no one will come."
Damn it, it has to be you! You deceive such a beauty into going home and asking her to work for you?
At this time, Su Chengcheng suddenly said to Cuiyun: "Cuiyun, go get me a piece of paper."
Cuiyun was startled when he heard this, he was competing for business with the building.
Cuiyun did not go to get the paper immediately, but looked at Nong Yue.
Nong Yue nodded indifferently, and Cui Yun ran to get the paper.
"Humph, I want to earn 490 yuan from a piece of paper. I'm dreaming."
"I have connections."
Su Chengcheng, who looked innocent, immediately made Nongyue and Li Biyao laugh, while Fu Yunshuang was a little annoyed that he had not thought of this benefit.
But when the paper and pen were brought up, Su Chengcheng was suddenly stunned. Is it okay to ask her to read poems or write poems?
"What's wrong? You can't do it, can you?"
When Su Chengcheng heard this, he immediately became angry.
"Who says I can't do it? I'm very good. Just wait."
Su Chengcheng wrote very hard, not to mention, she actually wrote a poem.
Thousands of miles away, border towns are blocked by grass and autumn. Who can play the ancient sorrows?
I want to write a lovesickness song on the pipa, the sunset is yellow and the clouds are flying all over the continent.
Li Xiuzhu looked at it and looked at Su Chengcheng unexpectedly. The writing was quite neat, but it was a little inconsistent with today's mood.
"good!"
Su Chengcheng's eyes widened immediately after hearing this, with a smile on his face.
Fu Yunshuang pursed her lips slightly and said nothing. She was also literate and could tell the difference between a good person and a good person.
Su Chengcheng said sternly: "Have you seen, what is strength? This is strength. Even brother Xiuzhu praised me."
"Fu Yunshuang, can you do it?"
Fu Yunshuang immediately stopped, holding Li Xiuzhu's arm and began to shake it.
"Brother-in-law, look at her, bullying me."
Li Xiuzhu can't handle the undeveloped hillocks. How can I write this without getting scolded?
"Ahem, okay, okay, Chengcheng, how old is your elder Yunshuang? Make way for your younger sister."
It would have been better if Li Xiuzhu didn't say this, but Fu Yunshuang wouldn't do it if he did.
"Brother-in-law, I won't let her give in. You can help me get revenge."
Upon hearing this, both Li Biyao and Nong Yue looked expectant. They both knew Li Xiuzhu's poetic talent, and they also liked poetry.
"this……"
Before Li Xiuzhu could finish speaking, Nongyue spoke expectantly.
"Li Lang, I want to hear it too."
"Master Li, if it's not too much trouble, Baguio would also like to hear it."
Now that the atmosphere is here, what should we do?
It seems that this b can only be pretended with tears.
"Let's make an agreement first, write it down and write it down. You can't send it down. I want to keep a low profile."
"Okay, okay, brother-in-law, please write. Today we must let Su Chengcheng know what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
When Su Chengcheng heard this, he wanted to refute that it was not written by you, so what's the air?
But after looking at Li Xiuzhu, what if brother Xiuzhu stopped writing?
After thinking about it, Su Chengcheng swallowed his dissatisfaction.
Li Xiuzhu shrugged, but he didn't expect the two little guys to start fighting.
"Bring two more pieces of paper, it might not be enough to write on."
Li Xiuzhu was thinking about which poem fit the title better.
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that the first of Wang Han's Liangzhou poems is more in line with the artistic conception of Liangzhou Daban.
But Li Xiuzhu suddenly thought of another poem, but unfortunately, there were not many places that could be used in that poem. It would fit the scene if it was deleted or deleted.
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