Rebirth of Fengmou

Chapter 35.Second line

Hearing what Wei Jiarui said, the old man backed away in fright, knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, the prince, knows that, the little old man is illiterate, how do you know that this is the eternal famous couplet of Wu Xialian? The couplets on the couplets were all made by the little old man who went to the city to invite people to come out."

The old man hastily explained, shaking like chaff.

Wei Jiarui's eyes dimmed, as if trying to discern the truth of what he said.

"Who made the Shanglian, you just find him and let him be right. If he is right, I will accept it. If you can't, you old sweat is playing with me. Look at me. Don't take your head off!"

Wei Jiaming spoke at the right time. Outside, he usually sings with a bad face. He and Wei Jianan are both supporters of Wei Jiarui. In order to protect Wei Jiarui's face and reputation, Wei Jiarui is not good at doing things and saying If so, they will do it for them.

Therefore, in Taiping City, Wei Jiarui's reputation is mostly set off by these two people.

"This, this..." The old man is a native of this village, and he has never seen anything in the world. He just knew Wei Jiaming's status in the conversation with several people, and he was in awe. With a roar, his heart trembled violently, and he turned his head unconsciously to glance at the bride in red dress behind him.

He just took a few taels of silver from the woman and promised to help her with this matter, but now he is going to lose his head because of this little matter. Honestly, saving your life is the most important thing.

Although the woman lowered her head, she caught a glimpse of the old man looking at her out of the corner of her eye. The hand placed beside her was lightly clenched into a fist, and her whole body was tense, in a state of vigilance.

The old man made up his mind and turned his head. Just as he was about to explain the situation to the two, Qingyue's voice interrupted what he was about to say.

"As the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead. In today's peaceful and prosperous world, talented people come forth in large numbers. For hundreds of years, no one can match. How does the prince know that no one can match now?" Du Lanyan walked forward with a smile Come.

"You mean you can be right?" Wei Jiaming looked at her contemptuously. His imperial brother was well-educated, and he was able to mark the pronunciation of this couplet.

Du Lanyan didn't answer, but frowned, pretending to be a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, since I'm sorry, what are you talking about here? Why don't you hurry up and save yourself from embarrassment!" Wei Jiaming looked at Du Lanyan very disliked!

It wasn't the emperor's brother who stopped him just now, this brat was already beaten to death by his punch, but he was also glad that the emperor's brother stopped him, and he didn't let him be so impulsive.

Most of the people standing below are rich and powerful people in Taiping City, how could he really beat that kid to death in front of this group of people?Besides, what the boy said just now did not mention him. If he was beaten to death for this, and someone else made a fuss, it would not be worthwhile to tarnish his reputation.

To clean up such a small guy, why put it on the bright side, just get rid of it secretly.

Wei Jiaming secretly calculated, the anger pent up in his heart finally dissipated a little.

"I didn't say I'm sorry, I was just thinking about whether to say it or not." Du Lanyan smiled sweetly, not taking his bad attitude seriously.

"Hmph!" Wei Jiaming snorted coldly with disdain, "If you're really right, you'd have said it earlier, why waste your time here?"

"Actually, I don't like to hit people very much. If I don't pretend to think about it, I just put this couplet out. Wouldn't it hurt the self-esteem of those who can't even read? You know, this person's self-esteem Once frustrated, everything goes to waste!"

Du Lanyan's face was embarrassing, and there was helplessness in her tone, but in her words, she actually mocked Wei Jiaming again. As soon as Wei Jiaming understood what she said, his eyebrows immediately stood upright, and he was about to curse when he opened his mouth. Unexpectedly, Du Lanyan was He suddenly raised his voice and turned to the old man, "Uncle, do you have a pen and paper? I will write this couplet for you!"

He directly blocked Wei Jiaming's curse words in his throat.

Wei Jiaming was furious, but there was an uproar underneath, this kid can really match this pair? !
Even the ancients couldn't match the second couplet of this pair!
Even their amazingly talented Crown Prince can only decipher the pronunciation, but this kid can match the second line in a short period of time? !This is incredible!
The old man found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone amidst the discussion among the crowd. Because there was no table on the high platform, Du Lanyan spread the paper on the high platform, then lay down on the ground, dipped the pen in the ink, and just as he was about to write, a piece of white paper was projected onto the white paper. shadow.

Du Lanyan turned her head to look, it was Wei Jiarui, he leaned over, looking expectant and excited, seeing Du Lanyan looking at him, he urged: "Hurry up and write!"

The voice was as gentle as ever, and the smile was as refreshing as ever, but Du Lanyan was no longer as heartbroken and blushing as before, but as calm as water. This man could no longer cause a ripple in her heart.

She nodded at him, turned her head, and was about to start writing when she suddenly remembered that the block letters she wrote before were quite distinctive. Although Wei Jiarui didn't like her, she admired her handwriting, so she definitely couldn't write in block letters at this time , So I picked up a pen and swiped a pen.

In an instant, a line of cursive writing was written on the white paper: Floating clouds grow long long long long long fade away.

This is the second couplet, the words on the paper, the brushwork is indulgent, and the stippling is messy.

The strokes are simple, the hooks are continuous, the lines are smooth, and there is a sense of unrestrained and uninhibited between the characters, showing a bit of chic.

The ancients said that the characters are like the person, but now she just copied the characters. The original her, with hatred suppressed in her heart, how could she write such wanton and free and easy characters.

"Floating clouds rise, long and long rise, long and long rise and long fade."

Du Lanyan threw the pen back gracefully, picked up the paper and stood up, facing the audience with the written couplet, and read aloud.

As soon as the voice fell, there was an instant silence, and those who questioned her before all lowered their heads in shame.

"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful!" Wei Jiarui was the first to say it, and he double-clicked his palm while admiring.

With his move, there were praises and applause from below.

The corner of Du Lanyan's mouth raised slightly, not surprised by favor or insult.

This couplet has long been published by talented scholars in modern times, but she is just quoting it.

"You can marry Meijiao Niang this time!" She turned and said to the old man, stepped forward and stood beside the woman in red.

Wei Jiaming couldn't get used to Du Lanyan's smug look, so he winked at the audience with a gloomy face, and a man jumped onto the stage immediately.

"Such a beautiful girl, she is worthy of being a person with both civil and military skills. My son is talented in literature and martial arts, so let me come down to learn from you." After finishing speaking, she stepped forward suddenly, with one hand forming a dragon's claw, and pointed at Du Lanyan's hand. Throat lock away.

(End of this chapter)