Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 101 This Feeling, This Scene

Yang Yuan couldn't wait to grab Lu You's original work, read it loudly to everyone, and then put it away naturally.

Then, he set his sights on Fan Chengda.

"Brother Zhineng, you can't let Brother Wuguan take the lead..."

Fan Chengda laughed, took the paper and pen, pondered for a moment, and then wrote a poem:
Don’t talk about the three rivers and five lakes, my heart and eyes are at ease here.

Everyone says it is like a painting, but they are afraid that the painting cannot be as good as it.

In this poem, you could say that he is praising the spectacle of playing in the waves today, but if you stretch it a little, couldn't you say that he is secretly praising Dan Niang's beauty?

How to interpret it all depends on the person who holds the original copy of the poem.

Yang Yuan is good at making trouble.

So, he was very satisfied to get Fan Chengda's original work.

It was natural that Yang Wanli would also sing a song next.

Yang Wanli loved tea the most in his life and was almost inseparable from it.

He even disobeyed the doctor's advice and stopped drinking tea when he was sick, which caused him to suffer from "cold".

Such a person, when seeing Dan Niang's unique and novel way of making tea, wished he could not taste the flavor of the tea first, so he kept staring at Dan Niang eagerly.

But Yang Yuan had already shown that he was deeply in love with Dan Niang, and Yang Wanli was afraid of causing him to misunderstand.

Besides, there was a disgusting Jin man over there, so we didn't go over to disturb him.

Because he was craving for Dan Niang's tea, he also noticed Dan Niang and was surprised by her beautiful charm.

Now that Yang Yuan wanted him to write a poem, he smiled at Lu You and Fan Cheng and said, "You two are really out of touch with the times.

"Erlang invited me so hard, obviously he wants you and me to write a poem for his beloved.

"Brother Zhineng's poem is okay, but it is still about holding the pipa and being evasive. Brother Wuguan, you are too ignorant of romance. Watch me."

Yang Wanli is best at writing poetry, but today he wrote a poem: "Reduced Words Magnolia"

When the yellow of the sky is just beginning to bloom, countless bees cannot fly away. There is a special fragrance, which does not compete with the pale red of the southern branches.

Who can I choose? I will give the beautiful woman to someone else. The jade hairpin, the woman in the light colorful dress leans against the building.

Yang Yuan was overjoyed. He had to be a cousin of the Yang family. This song was just to praise him. It was so awesome!
Yang Yuan took the poem in his hand and praised it highly.

As for Yu Yunwen, Yang Yuan did not make any more requests to him.

Firstly, Yu Yunwen was the oldest among them, and Yang Yuan felt embarrassed to ask him to help his brother to win over the girl.

Another thing is that he really couldn't remember any poems handed down by Yu Yunwen. If the other person was not good at it, it would be rude for him to force him to do so.

Anyway, now that I have these three poems, if I put them into practice, it will be enough to make Dan Niang famous.

Unexpectedly, when Yang Yuan happily put away the poems, Prince Enping Zhao Yu glared at him unhappily.

"Erlang, what do you mean by this? Brother Binfu is older, so it's fine if he doesn't join in your fun. But I'm only one year older than you. Why do you ask other brothers for poems, but ignore me? Do you look down on me?"

Well, there’s someone who’s eager to take action!
Of course, Yang Yuan didn't know what poems this Prince of Enping had passed down, but based on his status, he would become a cultural relic in the future.

Without saying anything, Yang Yuan pushed the paper and pen in front of him and said with a smile: "I have already borrowed your fine wine today, so I am embarrassed to ask you again. Brother Runfu, since you are willing to pick up the pen, I am more than happy to do so. Please, please, I will grind it for you."

Zhao Yu picked up the brush, squinted at Yang Yuan with his drunken eyes, and snorted coldly: "Look at your flattering face, I want you to grind ink! Do you want to take off your boots for us?"

Everyone knew the story of Gao Lishi taking off his boots, and they were all laughing.

Yang Yuan didn't care and said with a smile: "You have already taken off your boots, otherwise, I will pull off your socks as well."

Zhao Yu had no airs of a prince at all. He just laughed and scolded him, then began to concentrate on thinking.

Lu You, Yang Wanli and others were all aware of each other's knowledge, but they did not know the level of this new acquaintance, so they all held their breath and looked at him carefully.

Zhao Qu thought for a moment, then picked up his pen and wrote: "Flowers in the Rain"

It is raining plum rain outside the building, but there is a beautiful woman drinking tea upstairs. The title of this poem is very appropriate for the scene.

"I have five deep wishes. The first wish is to have a long-lasting relationship. The second wish is to be like a pair of swallows on a carved beam, seeing each other year after year. The third wish is to be in love with each other. The fourth wish is to never separate. The fifth wish is that Nuge will collect the fruits in the garden and build a big house."

After Zhao Yu finished writing, he threw down his pen and said with great joy, "How is it, how is it, is it what you wished for?

Yang Yuan pinched his chin and pondered, "Well, Brother Runfu's words..."

"how?"

Yang Yuan thought about it and finally came up with a very suitable word: "Very naughty!"

Yu Yunwen and the others nodded in unison: "That's right, that's right, not bad, not bad!"

Zhao Yu became happy: "Really? Geese, geese, geese, you all really have good taste!"

Then, Zhao Yu said to Yang Yuan in a mischievous tone: "Well, the brothers have all written poems and lyrics. You are the youngest brother, shouldn't you also show off your ugliness?"

After hearing this, Yang Wanli and Fan Chengda also started to make a fuss.

Yu Yunwen was very much like an elder brother, fearing that Erlang was not good at poetry, so he hurriedly came to his rescue and said, "Erlang is not like you and me, thinking about these words all day long, so don't make it difficult for him. I think the rain is about to stop, and everyone's interest has worn out, so let's prepare to go downstairs."

When they were reciting poems and composing lyrics, Yang Yuan was desperately trying to recall what poems he had read after this era. In a hurry, he actually remembered a poem, which he had originally thought of just in case.

At this time, Zhao Qiu was in a dilemma and saw Yu Yunwen coming to his rescue, and suddenly he had a good idea.

Among today's famous people, only Yu Yunwen has not left any original works.

Then, Yang Yuan said with a smile: "I want to write a poem too? Of course I can. But my handwriting is not very good, can I ask Brother Binfu to write for me?"

Yu Yunwen found it very interesting, so he said happily: "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll write it for you."

He took the pen, spread out a new piece of paper, and wrote a postscript at the beginning of the title:

On May 19, the 24th year of Shaoxing, I went to Fenghuang Mountain with Lu Wuguan, Fan Zhineng, Yang Tingxiu, Bo Runfu and Yang Erlang, and watched the tide-riders in Qiantang from the Wanghai Tower. Erlang was so excited that he wrote a poem, and I was happy to write it for him.

When Yang Yuan saw it, he was overjoyed. Ahaha! My name can finally appear in other people’s poems.

Yang Yuan deliberately paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to form a sentence, and then he chanted in a leisurely voice:

Watching the Tide at Qiantang

This is a scenic spot in the southeast, and you can walk around the foot of Phoenix Mountain.

I don't know how many heroes' tears have turned into a thousand-year-old wave of anger.

Yu Yunwen picked up the pen and started writing. The first two sentences were nothing special. When Yang Yuan said, "I don't know how many tears of heroes have turned into thousands of years of angry waves," Yu Yunwen looked up in surprise and almost forgot to write any more.

The other people were also very surprised and stared at Yang Yuan in disbelief.

Yang Yuan paused, waiting for Yu Yunwen to react, and then continued:
The thunder drums in the distance frightened the river monsters, and the snow chariot was driven across the high sea gate.

The Yue people regard life as light as a leaf, and they compete to dance at the crest of the tide with heroic spirit.

Yu Yunwen picked up his pen and started writing, then wrote his name as the ghostwriter at the end and let out a long sigh.

"My dear brothers, among the poems today, Erlang's poem should be ranked first in terms of vigor and spirit!"

Everyone nodded again and again.

In terms of artistic conception and momentum, this poem is indeed superior to the poems they write today.

Lu You couldn't help but ask, "I didn't expect Erlang to have such a talent for writing. Why doesn't he take the imperial examination and seek fame?"

Yang Yuan thought to himself, I want to, why don't I want to? But I have to learn it! Forget about talking about current policy, I'll be at a loss if you ask me to write a poem.

Yang Yuan said righteously: "Poetry is a minor art, what can you rely on? I have been a martial artist since I was young, and I want to achieve fame and success on horseback!"

When Zhao Yu heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

When Yu Yunwen heard Yang Yuan's words, he was immediately overjoyed. He had been arguing with his father for most of his life, wasn't it because he also believed in the principle of only seeking fame and fortune on horseback?
In a word, Yu Yunwen regarded Yang Yuan as his lifelong confidant.

Lu You praised him, "Erlang has his own ambitions, which is admirable. I have a friend from the same hometown as Shanyin, named Shen Xi. He is also a young hero who has no intention of fame but has a lot of talent. I will introduce him to you if I have the chance."

Yang Yuan had never heard of this man's name.

But since he is Lu Fangweng's friend, he must be good, so Yang Yuan quickly agreed.

Lu You smiled and said, "Shen Xi's family has a garden called Shen Garden. The scenery is extremely beautiful. When the time comes, you and I will go there together. I'm sure you will linger there."

At this time, Wanyan Quxing was already reluctant to leave.

After the fun was over, Dan Niang said goodbye to him politely, and Qingtang and two servants packed up the tea sets and seats, and then left.

Although Wanyan Quxing tried hard to maintain his composure, his soul had also followed him.

While they were drinking tea and chatting just now, he had already found out Dan Niang's identity. She was the owner of the "Shuiyunjian" restaurant on the bank of West Lake.

But Wanyan Quxing always felt that Dan Niang’s identity should be more than that.

Her conversation and temperament are so unusual.

Wanyan Quxing also noticed that Dan Niang had a jade bracelet on her wrist. The jade was so pure and the carving was so exquisite that even in his palace, there were few jewels of such quality and workmanship.

Especially the faint phoenix pattern on the jade bracelet, which is not something that ordinary people would have.

And her unheard-of yet extremely elegant tea ceremony...

All of this casts a veil of mystery over Dan Niang.

This sense of mystery made Wanyan Quxing eager to find out the truth.

At the same time, the short time he spent with Dan Niang was when he felt most comfortable.

He never knew that he was so talkative and his words were so humorous, even full of witty remarks.

He enjoyed too much the sight of Dan Niang holding her cheek with her hands and gazing at him with adoration in her slender eyes.

And the way Dan Niang would occasionally smile secretly with her hands covering her lips because of his witty and humorous words also gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

He had never felt this way before with anyone else.

He had had many women, but no one could enter his heart like Dan Niang.

My god, it seems like the baby has fallen in love...

(End of this chapter)