I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 210 Write a Love Poem
Song Mu's face was unclear, but Xu Yuncai's cheeks turned red suddenly, and then he looked around.

Song Mu understood, and signaled to go to the room for a detailed discussion.

The two came to Song Mu's room, and Song Mu poured him a cup of tea before Xu Yun spoke.

"Speaking of which, I came to see Brother Song this time because I actually... want to ask for a poem."

Song Mu was dumbfounded for a moment, and then he blinked his eyes. Isn't Xu Yun always very confident in his poems, why is he still asking himself to write poems now?
So Song Mu looked at the other party in surprise and said.

"Poetry? Brother Xu has a brilliant literary talent, why don't you make some of your own?"

Hearing what Song Mu said, the other party waved his hand in embarrassment, and hesitated for a while before speaking.

"Brother Song, stop teasing me, this is different..."

Song Mu was even more dumb when he heard this sentence, but he was still listening to the other party saying it slowly.

"I live in the east of the city, separated by a small alley in a large courtyard, which is now the mansion where the officers and soldiers are kept."

"One day I was practicing flute score in the courtyard, and then suddenly there was a sound of piano in the courtyard."

The other party spoke eloquently, and Song Mu listened carefully, and then a somewhat unbelievable smile appeared on his face.

It turned out that although Xu Yuncai didn't know anything about poetry, he was very good at history and rhythm, so he was very talented.

And a year ago, he met the person in that mansion by chance, and found that the person was a slim and slender woman with a pretty face and polite manners.

After going back and forth, the two people gradually developed feelings for each other with the piano and the flute.

But Xu Yuncai had an uncle who was an official in the capital, and he found a student place in the Taixue for him, and now his father ordered him to study.

In Taixue, he may be able to get a scholar's degree.

Father's order must not be violated, but this time he went north, he didn't know when he would meet the beautiful woman again. Xu Yuncai told the other party about this before, but it only made her pear blossom and rain.

It took several coaxing to reconcile, but the other party was quite reluctant to part with Xu Yuncai.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xu Yuncai was going to Chang'an, so thinking that it would be Qixi Festival soon, he decided to send some good gifts to express his affection and make it a token of love.

Originally, Xu Yuncai prepared a guqin, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he wanted to compose a poem by himself.

He once tried to use Song Mu's "Ye Huai Gu" and "Nan Xiang Zi" to write lyrics, hoping to use them to express some affection, but his poetic accomplishments are too touching. mood.

It just so happened that he ran into Song Mu later, so he deliberately sought out him, hoping that Song Mu could write a love poem for him.

After hearing the purpose, Song Mu immediately shook his head violently, and was about to reject the request.

This thing is not a random promise, besides, a guy who is a solo mother, but wants to match others to write love poems, what does it mean?
"Brother Song, please do me a favor, as long as it is done, Yun Cai will be grateful!"

Seeing this, Song Mu shook his head even more. No matter how much he thanked him, it was only some silver taels or something, but he still had 500 taels of gold in his tourmaline, so it didn't matter if it was true.

"Brother Xu Yuncai, don't talk about it, this matter..."

Just as Song Mu was talking, the other party suddenly pulled out something and slapped it on the table. Song Mu lowered his eyes and saw that it was a withered book.

Song Mu was speechless, but Xu Yuncai had already spoken.

"I know that ordinary things may not be in the eyes of Brother Song, but this collection of Wang Bo's poems is definitely good for Brother Song."

Song Mu was dumbfounded at the moment, but the other party hurriedly continued.

"Brother Song, this is not an ordinary collection of poems. The poems in it are annotated by Wang Bo himself,"

Song Mu was stunned. Although Wang Bo died young, the articles he left behind can be said to be astonishing in the past, but he has never seen a poem with his own annotations.

Song Mu couldn't believe it at the moment, but Xu Yuncai had already shown a look of success.

Song Mu's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately lowered his eyes and spoke immediately.

"Brother Xu..."

"Ahem, take it, this thing is useful."

Before Song Mu finished speaking, Tao Fengming's voice suddenly came from the room separated by a wall. Xu Yuncai was a little embarrassed, but immediately looked at Song Mu again.

Song Mu looked up at the wall, and his expression was a little weird at the moment, but he could only smile and nod immediately.

Xu Yuncai was immediately overjoyed, and was about to step forward to thank him, but Song Mu stopped the other party and asked.

"Brother Xu, are you and that girl well matched?"

"My family has been running bookstores for generations, and most of my uncles are officials, but they are also from a scholarly family."

"Then both parents agree with this matter?"

"My father told me about it with Canjun Zan before, and both sides are in favor of it, but the son of his family is not married yet, so I can only wait."

After Song Mu carefully asked a few questions, Xu Yuncai looked a little puzzled, but he still looked at Song Mu.

Song Mu sighed, hesitated to speak, and finally just said one sentence.

"Then don't spread the word that I did it."

Hearing this, Xu Yuncai looked a little surprised, but immediately nodded his head, and almost raised his finger to swear in front of Song Mu.

Song Mu didn't expect that he would have a poem now, and it turned out to be written to share his heart with others.

But that's all, since the master told me to accept things, then I have to reciprocate.

It's just that I always feel that this behavior is a little awkward.

Song Mu was sitting in front of the desk right now, and took a special piece of paper carefully handed over by Xu Yuncai. It exuded a faint cinnamon fragrance, and the paper was extremely warm. Presumably it was specially customized by Xu Yuncai.

Xu Yuncai smiled and helped to study the ink, while Song Mu pondered for a while.

After a while, Song Mu took the pen handed over by the other party, took a deep breath, and left a correct font on the paper with his face.

"Slender clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men travel secretly."

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

Just as Song Mu wrote these two sentences, Xu Yuncai suddenly clenched his hands, thinking of himself.

The slender clouds are changing in the sky, the meteors in the sky are conveying similar sorrows, the distant and shadowless Milky Way, I will spend quietly tonight...

Meeting on Qixi Festival in Qiufengbailu is much better than those couples in the world.

With just a few words, Xu Yuncai's heart skipped a beat.

But Song Mu's men still didn't stop.

"Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, bear to look after Queqiao's way back."

"If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."

As long as the two love each other unswervingly until death, why should we be greedy for the joys of the day and night...

Song Mu finished it in one go, and then the tip of the brush collected the ink neatly, put down the brush, and let out a long breath.

"Brother Xu Yuncai, that's it."

Song Mu raised his head and said, but turned his head away, only to see Xu Yuncai staring blankly at the moment, not knowing what to do.

"If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."

Xu Yuncai muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly came back to his senses, and asked Song Mu with a fluttering expression.

"Good words! Good words!"

Having said that, Xu Yuncai felt how suitable this word was for him. Every word contained his own feelings, and it was touching to read.

"Brother Song, do you have a name for the lyrics?"

Xu Yuncai asked slowly, Song Mu just got out of the way, showed it immediately, and then said with a smile.

"Let's call it "Magpie Bridge Immortal Xianyun Makes Skills"."

"Magpie Bridge Immortal? Wonderful, wonderful!"

After hearing this, Xu Yun immediately repeated it twice again, and at this moment, a fierce light burst out in his eyes.

This kind of poem, the meaning revealed between the lines has already moved me so much, if I can meet a beautiful woman, I will be even more pleasantly surprised.

Looking at the two poems in front of him, Xu Yuncai said a little awkwardly.

"Brother Song, are you willing to let me drop the ink?"

Song Mu smiled and motioned to the other party.

"Brother Xu, please, it means that I have changed your poetry collection."

"Then Xu will accept it."

Xu Yuncai said excitedly, took a few deep breaths, picked up the pen, and wrote the title of the poem.

The poetry is completed, the talent is six times, the Taoist talent is rising, and the literary energy is surging, but it slowly flows into Song Mu's body.

Xu Yuncai looked at the poem in a daze. At this moment, he was absent-minded for a while, and Song Mu turned his head to look at the collection of poems on the table next to him, but he didn't know what the master was doing.

After a while, Xu Yun took the things and left with gratitude. Song Mu just told him not to spread the praises indiscriminately, and immediately went to Tao Fengming's room.

Entering his room, he saw Tao Fengming sitting in front of the window, admiring the scenery outside, while Song Mu was scratching his head at the moment, and then asked a question with his hands clasped.

"Master, is this collection of Wang Bo's poems so good?"

Tao Fengming nodded.

"Wang Bo was one of the four great talents in the early Tang Dynasty. Most of his poems and songs are gorgeous and beautiful, which is an excellent existence."

"If you can read through the content and understand its meaning, you will also be able to easily read the "Preface to the Pavilion of the King of Teng" in a different world in the future."

When Song Mu heard this, he realized that Tao Fengming had made arrangements for the future, so he nodded his head deeply.

"It turned out to be like this, but I misunderstood the teacher, I thought..."

"No, I really want to see how your poems are written."

When Tao Fengming said this suddenly, Song Mu was taken aback, but saw a line of poetry on the paper in front of Tao Fengming.

"If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."

Tao Fengming murmured a word.

"Excellent."

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