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Chapter 160

Fenglianlou Poetry Club.

"Actually, it is impossible for anyone in "Shui Tune Ge Tou" to be able to match Dongpo's lyrics. Liu Huimeng shouldn't have drafted this lyrics tonight."

"'Raise your head and go, and the lights will see Shenzhou', although it can't compare with Dongpo's Ci, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Huimeng has already won the first Ci Ci."

"In the end, it doesn't mean much. If you want me to say, the moon is not necessary for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Today, Liu Shengbo's sentence, 'Weeping blood and two dynasties, ten thousand words' is what touched me the most."

"That's right, the Ci chief should be given to Liu Fei and Liu Shengbo, and to the Six Gentlemen of Xianguan..."

There may be hundreds of large and small poetry gatherings in Lin'an tonight, and when they encounter good poems, they will be sung everywhere. For example, at the Fenglelou Poetry Meeting, Liu Chenweng's lyrics have been spread to Fenglianlou.

It is indeed called the "Common Mid-Autumn Festival".

However, no decent poems were presented at the Fenglianlou Poetry Conference, so the participants inevitably talked about other things.

"Speaking of the Six Gentlemen of Xianguan, I suddenly thought of Li Xia and Li Feiyu."

"Treacherous partisan, mentioning it is a disappointment."

"He has established his achievements, and he did go to the difficult place in the southwest. I haven't seen him, so I don't need to make a conclusion."

"What do you want to say, Brother Dev?"

"I'm thinking, if Li Feiyu is here, what kind of lyrics can he come up with."

"In terms of words and sentences, it may be better than Liu Shengbo and Liu Huimeng. But in terms of artistic conception, it is better than the six gentlemen of the virtuous relationship who wept blood and spared their hearts."

Several writers talked about this, and suddenly heard voices from all around.

"Tang Xing is the first to sing Li Feiyu's new poem!"

"What did you say?"

Everyone looked up and saw that Hu Zhen had come on stage in person.

"Gentlemen, please be polite. When it comes to poetry today, Li Xia and Li Feiyu are the ones who have gained the most fame...

This morning, the slave family saw him off, asked him about his aspirations, and laughed it off, leaving only a poem as a gift to Tang Xingshou, which is called the masterpiece of his life.It's a talent, it's deceiving the world and stealing its name, and it's to be judged by the lords..."

~~
Behind the stage, Nian'er was touching up Tang An'an's makeup.

"Girl, he treats you too well."

"What nonsense."

Nian'er said: "This poem of his is obviously for you, girl, as you often say, the more famous you are, the less you need to receive those guests who don't want to receive it. Who can compare to your fame?"

"Ok, twitter, twitter."

"It was the girl who said it. He was already a little infatuated."

Tang An'an suddenly whispered: "This is a farewell poem. He signaled to the world that he will have nothing to do with me from now on."

"Girl what does this mean?"

Before the two masters and servants finished speaking, a servant girl ran over and said, "Tang Xingshou, it's time to take the stage..."

~~
"What? A poem by Li Feiyu? A sealed work?"

When Liu Chenweng heard the news, he immediately got up and rushed from Fengle Building to Fenglian Building.

He was very curious about Li Xia.

I haven't met the other party, so I can't say what kind of impression it is, but I just feel that it would be a pity if that person no longer writes lyrics.

But tonight, no matter how good the poetry is, it can't compare to the loyalty of the six gentlemen of Xianguan who weeping blood and abandoning their future for the sake of state affairs.

Liu Chenweng has a deep understanding of this, and regretted all night that he shouldn't have taken out the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

This made him feel that the six gentlemen of Xianguan were running for state affairs, but he was singing and dancing.

With these in mind, Liu Chenweng rushed to the Fenglian Building.

"Liu Huimeng is here!"

"Hui Meng, come on, we're going to sing soon..."

Liu Chenweng walked quickly through the winding path of flowers and trees, listening to someone talking on the stage from afar.

"Because of his narrow escape in the Northland, Li Feiyu likes to use aliases when he writes poems. Tonight's poem is written under the pseudonym 'Gong Zizhen'."

The song sounded.

Then, a gentle and charming voice sang...

"The day is slanting in the mighty sorrow of leaving, and the east point of the whip is the end of the world."

"Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle."

……

"So short?"

"With such momentum, you thought it was a long-toned phrase, but it was just a quatrain?"

"What do you guys think of this poem?"

"Steal."

"Huimeng is here, let Huimeng comment..."

Liu Chenweng had been pulled into the scribes, but his expression seemed a little dull.

"How does Huimeng feel?"

Liu Chenweng opened his mouth, opened his mouth, and muttered to himself: "It's not just this poem, it depends on his ambition."

"what for?"

"Poetry expresses aspirations, poetry expresses aspirations, the country and society are in turmoil, Liu Shengbo is full of words; Li Feiyu... Li Feiyu..."

"Huimeng, keep talking."

"What else is there to say?"

Suddenly someone stood up with a blank expression.

"Liu Shengbo dared to speak out for the world, while Li Feiyu was a pragmatic person, 'turning into spring mud to protect flowers'. Among them, the blood of serving the country and the tenacity of persevering... are even better."

"Huang Defu is exaggerating! Li Xia is far inferior to the Six Gentlemen of Xianguan!"

"Exaggerating the truth? If the scholars of my generation only know how to go up and down, what is the benefit to the country?!"

"Li Feiyu is an opportunistic person, and he will never be given such a high reputation. I don't believe that this poem was written by him!"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not? Does he care? Do you have half of the free and easy meaning in his poems?"

"Huang Defu! You are also attached to the traitor party!"

"Heh, it doesn't matter if I'm a traitor or not. Li Feiyu has already gone to the border. Whether he is loyal or traitor, virtuous or mediocre, I'm afraid it won't be my turn to comment on it."

After Huang Xiaomai finished speaking, he turned his hands behind his back and left the table without saying anything.

"Even if you have done a little bit of practical work for the country, let's talk about the loyalty and treachery of others!"

Many people were still dissatisfied and looked at Liu Chenweng one after another.

"Hui Meng, what do you think?"

Liu Chenweng waved his hands, smiled wryly, and walked out.

"Brother Defu's words are not bad. The country's affairs are difficult. How can I, who writes Mid-Autumn Festival poems, have the face to comment?"

"Hui Meng, Hui Meng..."

"Oh, Huimeng is gone too."

"I still feel that this poem was not written by Li Feiyu. If he is so talented, why should he close his pen?"

"That's right, just steal another poem."

"It is rumored that he clearly said that he read it from an isolated book..."

"You also want to speak for Li Xia?"

"No, this... Li Feiyu is also treacherous!"

"Ah……"

Amidst the discussion, someone suddenly asked, "Did Tang Xingshou cry?"

"Luohong is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers." Tang An'an sang again in a low voice, as if he had lost his soul.

The moonlight shone on her clear and beautiful cheeks, her eyes were flushed, and two lines of tears flowed down involuntarily.

……

Nian'er stood behind the table, looking up at his girl, his nose was sore.

In fact, she has always known what the girl meant when she said "If I worry about him, it will only hurt me and him" these days, but she couldn't explain clearly.

Only this poem tonight expresses the heart clearly.

"He's really talented."

The next moment, Nian'er thought of the phrase "I will redeem you" that Li Xia said the night before, and suddenly became a little crazy.

Nian'er vaguely thought... Is Li Xia's poem for himself?
Because he was going to a very dangerous place in the southwest, so he didn't redeem himself in the end?

"Turn into spring mud to protect flowers..."

Nian'er thought about it, and suddenly woke up, and quickly raised his hand to give his brain a blow.

"Silly girl, what are you thinking? How can a person like him give you poems? Of course it's for girls. Girls are singing and crying."

Regarding this point, Nian'er was very sure, shook his head again, and sighed in his heart: "But the girl said this is a farewell poem."

She suddenly felt that she missed Li Xia very much, so she raised her head and looked at the full moon.

~~
"Such a beautiful moonlight, how about we drive all night?"

"Okay, it's rare that there is no pursuit."

"Haha, come to Sichuan earlier, let our County Lieutenant Li use his hands and feet as soon as possible!"

Under the moonlight, a group of people traveling west laughed loudly.

"You, Liu Jinsuo, just use your fists." Li Xia's tone was a little joking, but his eyes were firm, and he said, "I will learn strategies in the future..."

(End of this chapter)