Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 5 Wang Jiangnan.

When Duan Suxing explained Hwarang, he used a lot of words of praise, and also said a few exaggerated words. When Hwarang heard these words of Duan Suxing, his head suddenly grew bigger. It was not because he was afraid of something. What are you doing?

And things really happened as Hwarang expected, after Duan Suxing introduced himself in this way, those talented scholars in Dali looked at Hwarang with a bit of a wrong look. , They will definitely find an opportunity to embarrass themselves.

After such an introduction, everyone came to the middle of the garden. Among the flowers, there was a stream flowing through. The stream was repaired with stones, so that the stream at that section had to pass through those stone paths for a long time before it could flow downstream. , there is a stone bench next to the stream for everyone to sit, and there is a round table next to the stone bench. There are some collections of words on it. When the wind blows slightly, you can see the contents.

Duan Suxing led Hwarang and the others to sit down on the stone bench by the stream, and then said to Hwarang, "Every evening before evening, I will write poems with these talented scholars here, and collect good words for publication. It’s all our achievements in the past, with the Playboy present today, our standard has improved a lot, and when the wine glass flows to the Playboy, please don’t be stingy with your pen and ink!”

Hearing Duan Suxing's words, Hualang's heart was heavy, and at this moment, he suddenly realized the usefulness of this stream and those stones. Isn't this a curved water cup? Wasn't it what Wang Xizhi was playing with when he wrote "The Preface to the Lanting Collection"? ?

It is a very elegant thing to have a cup of water flowing, but at this time, Hwarang has no intention of enjoying such an elegant thing. He only has one thought in his mind, that is, don't let the wine glass flow by his side.

Although Yin Wucuo and Hua Wan'er were curious about this kind of literati stuff, they were not interested, so the two of them went to the side alone to admire the blooming flowers. After Wen Meng noticed this, she whispered in Hua Lang's ear. He whispered, "Looks like we're going to have a happy event for our younger sister!"

Hua Lang turned around, just in time to see Yin Wucuo picking a flower for Hua Wan'er to wear in her hair, Hua Lang smiled: "It seems that this is necessary."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and at this time, Duan Suxing sat on the stone bench opposite the stream and said, "Yang Wenxiao, you are a famous talent in Dali, how about you put this wine glass?"

Yang Wenxiao was about 30 years old at this time, he was pretty good looking, and he had a very literary temperament. After he nodded, he picked up a special wine glass, poured wine into it, and then gently placed it in the creek. upstream.

The wine glass flows slowly from the upstream to someone, and that person happens to have inspiration, so he can take out the wine glass and drink the wine inside, and then recite his own poems.

It may be because the talented scholars in Dali wanted to show off. After the wine glass had flowed for a short distance, one of them picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. He understood, after listening to the man's speech, he felt that although it was not as good as everyone else's, overall it was already very good, so Hwarang said hello very generously.

The man was faintly proud, and after filling the wine glass, he put the wine glass into the stream again. As soon as the wine glass flowed down, the next talented man in Dali took out the wine glass again. A poem.

So back and forth, the talents of Dali chanted one song after another, as if they were having a good time playing. Seeing them like this, Hwarang suddenly felt that his worries were unnecessary, and he suddenly understood what was going on. Well, it turns out that these Dali talents wanted to embarrass Hwarang because they were dissatisfied with Duan Suxing's praise for him, but how to do it? There are two situations. Embarrassing, the second is that they have been occupying the wine glass, so that Hwarang has no chance to write lyrics. In this way, Hwarang has no chance to perform, which is also a blow to Hwarang.

Obviously, they chose the second situation. As for why they chose the more troublesome second situation, it may be because they had heard about Hwarang's talent and name, so they didn't give Hwarang a chance.

After playing like this for a long time, Hwarang didn't write a single poem, and Wen Meng couldn't bear to watch it while sitting aside. He felt that these Dali scholars were really bullying, and he had never seen such a game, but Hwarang had a smile on his face, as if he was really looking forward to this, so although Wen Meng couldn't see it, he didn't say anything.

But at this time, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and there was a layer of dark clouds floating in the sky. Duan Suxing looked up, suddenly very excited, and said: "It's going to rain, it seems that God is also helping us!"

Not long after Duan Suxing finished speaking, a fine rain began to float in the sky. The spring rain was like silk, and it fell into the stream, causing little ripples. Looking at the situation, Hua Lang felt that what Duan Suxing said just now It's really good. When the spring rain comes, it really adds to the fun.

Those wits in Dali played like this for a while, but after playing, they were a little bit helpless. After all, if they had to write lyrics all the time, there was so much inspiration there, so gradually, their drinking speed slowed down. Duan Suxing seemed to have noticed the intentions of these Dali talents, so when the wine glass was about to flow to the talented person next to Hua Lang, Duan Suxing said suddenly: "Young Master Hua came to my Huating for the first time, if you don't write a song, it will be too embarrassing." Already, drink this glass of wine!"

When Duan Suxing said this, the scholar who wanted to stop the wine glass dared to reach out again, but Hwa Lang saw that Duan Suxing had said that, if he didn't drink it, he really couldn't justify it, so he took the wine glass in the stream, He drank it all, and then said: "Since His Royal Highness has said so, if I don't compose a song, His Royal Highness will really misunderstand."

Hwarang said that Duan Suxing was misunderstood, and everyone immediately understood that what Hwarang said meant something. It meant that these talented people in Dali deliberately teased them. His face suddenly changed, and he bowed his head in silence.

But Duan Suxing didn't seem to blame them, he waved to Hualang and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it, playboy, write the lyrics quickly, I can't wait for the thought of good lyrics."

Hwarang nodded slightly, then opened his mouth and said:

The spring is not old, the wind is thin and the willows are slanting.Try to look on the stage aloof, half a ditch of spring water, a city of flowers.Amidst the rain, a thousand families are dark.

After the cold food, the wine sobered up but consulted.Hugh thinks about his old country, and will try new tea with new fire.Poetry and wine take advantage of their time.