Chapter 431 When will the Dragon City sing and dance?
At this time, Zhang Xiaowu got a single seat, and even the officials who filmed were driven away by Zhang Biao. The room only left two maids. Zhang Biao then asked the maid to serve tea snacks. His face was excited and excited.
There is a bit of panic, shouldn't this old glass be the old glass? Zhang Biao continued to command: "Quickly please Ru Niang everyone to come, the girl Ru Niang can most likely the poem into a rhythm.
Playing and singing, I waited for tea drinking poetry, so happy, good and happy. I can see such a masterpiece today. When the floating life is a big white, but unfortunately I have a bad amount of alcohol.
You can't get drunk with you. Hahahaha, fast! Quickly! Good poems! Good poems! "
When Zhang Xiaowu saw the crazy expression when he talked about poetry, he knew that this person really regarded the poem as his own life. This person was too interesting, put a great future, put the wealthy wealth at hand, and put the grandfather Guo Grandpa.
The identity of the identity has been studying poetry, which feels like it is not doing business. On the world, few people are more willing than Zhang Biao.
Zhang Biao is not greedy for money and bad. He only likes to study poems in learning, and he does do what he likes to do. Now the university scholar Zhang Biao lives in Jinyi and jade, but he can still help talents but can not be in the early years.
The civilian children, such a free and self -disciplined life, I do n’t know how many people are envious and jealous.
Therefore, it is a technical work, Zhang Biao is a good child, and this life is so worry -free.
Zhang Biao's appreciation of Zhang Xiaowu did only focus on his poems. Even if he knew that Zhang Xiaowu had a conflict with his sister Zhang, he might have associated with Zhang Xiaowu. Of course, Zhang Biao actually only knew that Zhang Xiaowu killed one of the sisters beside his sister's side.
People, I do n’t know that this person is the mother of the Empress Dowager, and I do n’t know the idea of killing the old man.
Zhang Biao and Zhang Xiaowu talked about writing poems, but Zhang Xiaowu was really not good at this way, so he excuses that he has lived a military life for a long time and is not good at writing poems. Zhang Biao laughed and asked if you are not good at writing poems.
You don't call yourself a poet, no one in the world is more good at writing poems.
Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile: "The article is successful this day, and it is a good hand. I am busy with military affairs. This is indeed inspirational.
"The article is successful in this day, and it is good to get it? Good poems! Good poems!" Zhang Biao applauded, "One of the first words and line, revealing the charm of the poet. First, how can you commemorate you in a hundred years?
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Zhang Xiaowu shook his head: "I don't know."
Zhang Biao said: "People will say that you are a poet who was born in a martial arts. No matter how rich and the power is, it is just a laughter after a hundred years.
Think about what the descendants sings your poems, what kind of pride is. First of all, I want to compose a poem scriptures for the dynasty, called "Holy Han Poetry". In the history of the Holy Han Dynasty for more than 300 years, I
Select 300 masterpieces, of which there must be your two masterpieces, one is "Returning", and the other is what you just left ... first, I don’t know, you can give it to
Is it named? "
Zhang Xiaowu said: "I never, I also asked the college scholars to give the name, I personally don’t like the name."
Zhang Biao laughed, and then recalled it in detail. He said in his mouth: "When the mountains outside the mountains are outside the building, the dragon's song and dance will be restless. The warm wind smokes the scholar drunk.
In fact, it is just self -intoxication, but you can get out of this Mingyue building, and how can you really do n’t ask Cangsheng and do n’t ask the world, how can you sing and dance?
Poetry Club is not only a poetry of literati and Mo Ke, but also a talented man who worrys about the country and the people. "
"Okay, it is called" Title of the Moon Tower "." Zhang Xiaowu nodded and laughed. After all, the original poem name was "Tin Lin'an Mansion", and it was not a beautiful name.
At this time, a girl with a sturdy figure walked in with Guqin. Zhang Xiaowu's eyes suddenly brightened. The girl looked at the age of eighteen and nineteen.
I ca n’t help but look at it, but this woman gives people an illusion of rejection thousands of miles away. She really seizes people.
"Girl Ru Niang, you are here." Zhang Biao laughed and said: "The singing of the girl Ru Niang, the famous Dragon Capital, how many officials and noble people want to hear.
Dare to invite Girl Ru Niang. "
The girl Ru Niang gave the two of them: "The slave family Ru Niang, I have seen two adults."
"Ru Niang, I know you have always liked to compose poetry. Now there is a poem. The young man around me is doing a place. I wrote it to you, you play it out, can you?" Zhang Biao asked.
Ru Niang and Ru Niang came forward, took Zhang Biao's poems, and after reading it, a pair of bright eyes were full of glory.
For the first time, Ru Niang is the first time to see such a graceful poem. When a real life is a great luck. Mr. Ru Niang will not live up to Mr. Mr.'s masterpiece, and wait for me to play carefully. "
Zhang Xiaowu smiled slightly: "I believe that Ru Niang girl will be able to sing well." For singing, the most impressive is that the rough man Zang Tianshuo sang the "Friend" by himself, and his idol Daolang sang a guitar.
With border ballads, don't have a taste. Some people like Cui Jian's rock style singing, but Zhang Xiaowu likes the vulgarity, that is, the kind of sword -like vulgar in the mouth of the British mouth, the border -style ballad.
After Ru Niang glanced at it, he remembered the poem in her heart, and then squinted her eyes and thought about it. Suddenly her eyes brightened.
"Okay, okay, okay."
Ru Niang's voice is crisp and pleasant, and Guqin plays even more well. She took a deep breath. The jade finger began to fluctuate on the Guqin.
A piece of singing and dancing is flat. With the sound of beautiful piano, Ru Niang hangs your tender and distant singing voice slowly.
When the mountains and mountain tower outside the mountain, what time is the dragon's singing and dancing.
The warm wind smokes the scholar drunk, and Li Min Cang has a worry about it.
For a while, Ru Niang's voice was like a trickle, telling the beautiful time of Longdu City, and telling the difficulties of the people outside the city of Longdu.
The scholar of the country is the hardships of the people's lives on the left. The poets seeing the poets on the right are extravagant life. In contrast, the scholar is worried about the country and the people, and the scholars are worried about the country and the people.