After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 532

In a blink of an eye, it is the first day of March.

Jiangnan in March is full of spring.

The willows on both sides of the West Lake in Pingjiang City have become green, and the spring water of the lake is rippling in the spring breeze. Several painting boats are lazily floating on the lake, and there are occasional sounds of piano, which soften the sunset on the lake into a red silk.

It's on the West Lake, on one of the boats named Silver Hook.

On the deck of the second floor stood seven teenagers, six men and one woman.

Among them, the girl in a moon-white dress is the most conspicuous.

She stood at the bow of the boat, facing the setting sun and facing the wind.

The river wind blew her dress and her shawl-length hair.

Her eyes were like pools of autumn water, but they were not blown by the wind.

Her eyes were calm and unwavering, revealing an indifferent look in the clarity.

There are no extra accessories on her body, because she doesn't need any extra accessories to embellish.

A sword is hung from her waist, and a qin is carried on her back.

The sword is a short sword measuring one foot six inches.

The qin...is a six-stringed harp placed in a mahogany box.

The whole person is clean and neat, coupled with that pretty rosy face... Standing there, she gives people a faint feeling, floating like a ray of Zen, like a painting, out of the dust, into the smoke.

This is a natural temperament.

In layman's terms, it means that strangers should not get close, just like summer lotus, which can be seen from a distance but not played with.

Her name is Xia Hua.

The closed disciple of the Pavilion Master of Tianyin Pavilion, the future Pavilion Master of Tianyin Pavilion, Xia Hua, a talented girl with extraordinary talents in both civil and martial arts!
She is the only disciple of Tianyin Pavilion who cultivates both piano and sword.

Her sword can kill, and her zither can also kill.

This time I was ordered by my teacher to go out of Tianshan Mountain, mainly for the purpose of practicing in the rivers and lakes, and the second is to kill people.

Kill a man named Li Chenan.

This is the first day when I came to Pingjiang City in Ningguo.

Before that, she had never paid attention to that young man named Li Chenan, but after entering Pingjiang City, she suddenly found that all she heard was the deeds of that Li Chenan——

Year eighteen.

Born in Guangling City.

The first 17 years were a fool.

On March [-]rd last year, I suddenly opened up.

Then, it was just as written in the drama, no, it was even more outrageous than the drama!

In just half a year, he became the eldest son of Ningguo's emperor and the regent of Ningguo!
These rumors are not much different from the news sent by Saburo, which means that they are not rumors, but his real deeds.

Especially the letter from Saburo that I received yesterday.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came back from the Ning Kingdom, thanks to Li Chen'an!
He, Li Chen'an, has already left the capital of Ningguo. He didn't meet His Highness the Crown Prince, but he caused His Highness to return without success... This is like a chess master. .

It even made His Royal Highness unable to arouse the ambition of conquering Ningguo.

This young man named Li Chenan is really an extremely dangerous person.

Her face suddenly turned cold.

For the sake of the state of Wu, he should be killed!
Just as Xia Hua was thinking about this, suddenly there was the sound of a piano in the cabin, and a moment later, there was a singing sound.

The sound of the piano is bitter and the singing is bleak.

It didn't fit well with this situation, but Xia Hua still listened carefully with her ears slightly tilted.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless,

Not thinking about it, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of graves, nowhere to be bleak.

Even if you meet you should not know,

His face was covered with dust... his temples were like frost. "

Xia Hua was startled suddenly, this poem was written extremely well, completely expressing the sadness in the poet's heart... Such sadness seems to have been seen before...

Xia Hua's heart skipped a beat, she thought of her mother!
Her mother's name is Miao Qiuqin!

Mother seems to be happy.

The reason for using the word "like" is because once in the night, under the moonlight, when my mother was alone, the endless sadness clearly flowed from her face.

Then, she roughly knew where her mother's sadness came from——

That man named Wen Zhuyu!
The mother married the father, but she didn't marry the love she wanted!

In the blink of an eye, that stinky man named Wen Zhuyu had been away from his mother for 20 years, but her mother still didn't think about it, and she couldn't forget it.

If we meet again, will we no longer know each other, our faces will be dusty and our temples will be like frost?

The sound of the piano curled up again, and after a while, there was another singing voice:
"When you come at night, you dream and suddenly return home,

Xiaoxuan window is dressing up.

There is nothing to say about each other, only a thousand lines of tears.

I expected to have broken heart every year,
Moonlit night...short Songgang! "

The singing echoed in the night wind, as if it made the afterglow of the sunset even more sad.

The sound of the piano is still playing, getting lighter and weaker, and this is the end.

Xia Hua thought about it for a moment, then suddenly said: "When it comes to poetry and articles, Ningguo's background is more profound."

"I've heard that Jiangnan in Ningguo is a place where literati come forth in large numbers... Such a poem of longing and memorial service cannot be written by a young man."

"It must have been done by Ning Guoyi, a great Confucian who lost his beloved."

"I'll go in and ask Miss Miaomiao. I should pay a visit to this great Confucian. Maybe I can find a good poem."

After saying this, Xia Hua turned around and moved her lotus steps lightly. She entered the cabin and came to the girl Miaomiao on the front platform.

Miaomiao raised her head, got up, and said a blessing to Xia Hua.

The silver hook painting boat was booked by the beautiful lady in front of her, and she was her most honored guest.

"Hello miss!"

Miao Miao stretched out her hand, "Miao Miao revisited the lyrics and music, and got into it for a while, and disturbed the lady, please forgive me... Miss, please!"

The two came to a nearby tea table.

Miaomiao took the fire folder, lit the tea stove, and boiled a pot of tea.

Xia Hua opened her mouth and asked:

"The words and song are excellent!"

"I just want to know who wrote the lyrics and music?"

Miss Miaomiao smiled faintly, stretched out a hand to stroke the strands of hair blown around her ears by the wind, and said:

"This song was made in the hands of the Shang, Di and Shang masters... The Shang masters died in the changes in the capital last year, and this has become a swan song."

"As for this poem...it was written by our Ningguo Poet Immortal, the current Prince Regent Li Chen'an, Mr. Li."

Xia Hua was startled suddenly, and stared at Miaomiao with her beautiful eyes wide open, and asked in surprise after five breaths:
"You said, this poem was written by Li Chenan?"

Miss Miaomiao took the tea into the pot, nodded slightly:
"Of course, this word was formed on the night of last year's Mid-Autumn Festival."

"That night, Mr. Li wrote sixteen unparalleled poems in succession in the literary circles of the capital, defeating those talented youths of the Yue State Imperial Academy in one fell swoop!"

"For this reason, the first emperor named Mr. Li a Poet Immortal... In the hearts of brothel girls like us, his status as regent is not heavy, but we prefer his status as a Poet Immortal."

Miaomiao pursed her lips and smiled, a blush flew across her face:
"Such a talented man, I heard that he is also extremely handsome. Who can not admire all the women in the world?"

Miao Miao suddenly sighed:
"Unfortunately, a humble person like me can only hide that love deeply in my heart."

"After all, the person he really likes is the third lady from Zhongli Mansion."

"I heard that there is one more now. It is said that they are the daughters of Xi Wei... They are very blessed people... Mr. Li values ​​love and righteousness, and would rather give up the country than abandon the beauty... The story between him and Miss Ruoshui, Xu Neng It has been written and handed down for thousands of years."

Miao Miao suddenly looked up at Xia Hua, and jokingly said: "Miss has the beauty of ice and snow, if you ask who in the world can match... I think only Mr. Li!"

(End of this chapter)