Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 499** A moment is worth a thousand gold.

When Hwarang and Wen Meng left the suburbs to go home, the sun was setting and the evening wind was blowing gently, as if the spring breeze had also felt the joy of the two of them.

The smoke was lit on both sides of the street, and the children of several families were still playing in the street. From time to time, some parents came out and called their children home for dinner. In the end, when there were only a few children left, they felt bored and went back separately. up.

At night, everyone has to go home.

Now Hwarang and Wen Meng also have a home, and they also want to go back.

The door of the detective agency was closed tightly, and it was strangely quiet inside, Hua Lang frowned slightly, could it be that Yin Wucuo and the others are still in the state government office and haven't come back, but it's unlikely after thinking about it?

Hua Lang pushed open the door, and after a creak, their eyes suddenly lit up, and then there was the sound of welcome, excitement, Bao Zheng, Gongsun Ce, and Yin Wucuo were all in the small courtyard of the detective agency. There is a round table with all kinds of food on it. The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the moonlight shines on the small courtyard.

Gongsun Ce rushed forward and jokingly said, "You young couple really kept us waiting. Could it be that you have so much love to say?"

The people here tonight are all Hwarang and his closest friends, so Wen Meng got rid of her shyness and said with a smile: "Of course, we just got married. Of course we have something to say, and I also let Hua Lang wrote me a lot of words!"

After everyone heard Wen Meng's words, they immediately booed, and Hua Wan'er ran over to hold Wen Meng's hand, and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, what words did my brother write for you, let me listen to it!"

Wen Meng was suddenly called sister-in-law, and she felt a little uncomfortable, but after hearing this word, she was very relieved, because now she was Mrs. Hua, Wen Meng's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she had to tell Hua Lang to herself Those words came out, but at this moment, they were suddenly interrupted by Hwarang.

Of course, these words are not forbidden by Hualang, but Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce here are both scholars. Some of the words Hualang said to Wen Meng are from Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret. This poem is very famous. Bao Zheng It's impossible for He Gongsun Ce not to know. If Wen Meng said this sentence, wouldn't he be exposed?

So at this time, Hwarang said with a smile: "That's a love story between the two of us. I'm afraid everyone will laugh at me if I say it. If you really want to hear it, I'll make a new one someday. Come on, everyone, sit down quickly." , eat and eat."

Hua Lang wanted to change the topic, but today he was overjoyed and everyone wanted to make a fuss, so how could they stop here, so after Hua Lang finished speaking, Bao Zheng said: "The love words between you two It’s fine if we don’t listen to it, but it’s just a new lyric, why wait until another day, I think tonight will do.”

Hua Lang suddenly felt that his mouth was a bit cheap. Why did he say he wanted to write new words? Now that Bao Zheng threatened him, it was really difficult for him. Today, beside the stream, he said almost all the love poems he could think of. up.

Just when Hua Lang felt a little embarrassed, Gongsun Ce suddenly stood up and said, "My lord, you are embarrassing Brother Hua. How can you let him write a new poem tonight? I think it should be like this. Brother Hua Ci." The composition is very good, but we don’t know how the poem is. We think we should ask him to compose a poem for us on the spot. Not only that, but the first sentence of the poem must be thought of by us. Let Brother Hua continue, what do you think, Master Bao? how?"

When they first heard Gongsun Ce's first sentence, everyone thought that Gongsun Ce was trying to say something nice for Hwarang and told him not to do anything. It is to say good things for Hwarang, obviously to make things difficult for Hwarang, and Hwarang doesn't know how to curse this little boy Gongsun Ce in his heart at this time, he steals other people's poems to sing, so as long as there is a theme, but now Gongsun Ce They want to ask him to continue a line of poetry. Does he have that kind of ability?

On this moonlit night in early spring, sweat gradually appeared on Hwarang's forehead, but at this time, other people were still booing, saying that this idea is good, and that the poem should be used as the beginning.

Just when Hua Lang was uneasy, Gongsun Ce stood up and said, "I said something to Brother Hua in the suburbs today. I think it's best to use that sentence as the beginning of a poem, and that sentence is very specific to the scene. Well, a moment is worth a thousand gold, just this sentence, what do you think?"

When everyone heard this sentence, they all nodded their heads in agreement, saying that this sentence should be used, this sentence is good, and after hearing Gongsun Ce's words, Hua Lang was secretly delighted, because he didn't know how Gongsun Ce came up with this sentence. It comes from a single sentence, but this sentence really has a source. This is the first sentence in the great poet Su Shi's "**". Gongsun Ce must not know this poem, so he, Hua Lang, just borrowed it.

However, Hwarang felt that he should not be too obvious, so he shirked and said: "How can this be done, I think we should choose another day, everyone is tired enough today, let's go to rest after eating."

When Hwarang said this, everyone was willing, and they thought that Gongsun Ce's poem was really good. If Hwarang was not allowed to compose a poem, it would be a bit of a waste of this poem. Lang felt that the time was almost up, so he said: "Okay, okay, since everyone is so kind, I will compose a song, but if the composition is not good, you must not laugh at it!"

The crowd clamored to say no to ridicule, do it quickly, so amidst the uproar, Hwarang softly uttered **:

**A moment is worth a thousand dollars,

The flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

The voice of the singing pipe and the stage is thin,

The swing courtyard is dark at night.

After Hualang chanted this, he repeatedly said that the composition was not good, and that the composition was not good, but Gongsun Ce and Bao Zheng were agitated, and said: "Brother Hua, you are welcome, how can you say this poem is not good? In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, with just this poem, Brother Hua is enough to occupy a place in the sea of ​​poems."

Hearing Gongsun Ce's words, Hwarang expressed humility again and again, but this humility was superficial, because Hwarang had already expected that Su Shi was called the god of poetry, and his poems were naturally no worse than some poets in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty, when the style of poetry was popular, such a poem that is free and easy, fresh and vigorous, cannot be praised by others.

Everyone commented on the poems for a while, and then ate some of the food on the table. After everyone had had enough trouble, they went to rest one after another. A thousand gold things, after all, this is really hard to change for a moment!

Surrounded by silence, the moonlight is just right.