Chapter 106 Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet (Part 4)

Su Linhan's behavior was naturally noticed by the people around her.

Qi's eyes were especially fixed on the piece of paper in her hand.

Many things about Su Changan at the early winter poetry conference spread afterwards.

This includes the fact that Su Changan wrote the extremely beautiful "The boat is full of sweet dreams pressing down on the starry sky" and "The body is covered with flower shadows and the beautiful woman is supporting me" twice when he was writing poetry.

But these two sentences were all abandoned by Su Changan.

After that, there was the song "A night of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold" which is now well-known in Luoan City. '

Therefore, looking at the paper in Su Linhan's hand, especially seeing Su Linhan's surprised expression.

Everyone subconsciously wondered if it would be a quatrain like the early winter poetry gathering, and then be abandoned.

If so

What a masterpiece of poetry was sent to His Majesty!

Immediately!

Many people wanted to take a look at the contents of the paper in Su Linhan's hand.

But he didn't have the courage as unscrupulous as Su Changan, let alone the status of Mu Xu, so he could only look at Su Linhan, hoping in his heart that Su Linhan could read it out.

Among them, the censor in red official uniform who was sitting next to Su Linhan moved forward to take a look.

But when he saw Su Zimu turning around, he immediately sat up straight and dared not think about it anymore.

Su Linhan looked at her father, but did not immediately hand over the paper in her hand. Instead, she looked at Su Changan.

Only after seeing Su Changan nod did Su Linhan hand it to her father.

This made Su Zimu a little sad. As a father, he asked you for something, but you had to ask your eldest sister first.

However, Su Zimu had no choice but to take the paper.

But I didn’t go to see it myself first.

Instead, he stood up and walked to his father Su Wenqing.

Su Wenqing was stunned when he saw the poem on the paper, then he laughed immediately, picked up a glass of wine on the table, drank it all, and turned to look at Su Changan: "You need to practice your calligraphy more. But your writing style is much better now."

Su Changan nodded.

Su Wenqing turned around, savored the poem carefully, poured another glass and drank it all.

Su Zimu didn't say much, he just folded the paper and put it in his arms.

But while thinking about that line of poetry, Su Zimu turned his head and looked at Su Changan with surprise.

He wanted to ask Su Changan how he came up with the idea of ​​describing the scenery in such a way that it had such a noble and harmonious atmosphere, and how he suddenly transitioned from the scenery to the emotions so naturally that one was deeply drawn into it.

But after thinking about it, I didn’t ask anything.

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Sitting back in his seat, he couldn't help but glance at the empress. He was stunned. Such a timeless quatrain could be thrown aside, so what kind of sentence was presented to His Majesty?

Everyone could see clearly the appearance of Su Wenqing and Su Zimu, the father and son.

Everyone at the moment was particularly curious.

Even Li Jiulang frowned and looked at his daughter Li Xingyue.

Li Xingyue also saw the poem just now, but...

I didn't understand, so I didn't show any expression.

Looking at his daughter, Li Jiulang said, "Xingyue, come here."

Upon hearing this, Li Xingyue naturally walked over.

Li Jiulang looked at his daughter and asked, "Did you write down that poem?"

Li Xingyue nodded: "It's catchy. I'll remember it."

Li Jiulang said: "Tell me quietly."

Li Xingyue leaned close to Li Jiulang's ear and whispered the poem to him.

After listening to it, Li Jiulang savored it carefully, then turned his head and looked at Su Changan in surprise.

Then, he turned around, picked up the wine glass, and said to Su Changan: "Miss Changan is really a good writer. Li admires you."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

Then he sat down again and savored the poem. The more he savored it, the more curious the expression on his face became to the people around him!

If Su Changan's family looked like that, everyone would be somewhat hesitant.

But now the former top scholar Li Jiulang is like this.

That's very different!

Low whispers suddenly appeared in the hall, and everyone looked at Li Jiulang, then at Su Wenqing and Su Zimu.

at last.

While looking at Su Changan, he also looked at His Majesty.

Those who did not attend were all filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Those who were planning to participate were naturally hesitant. After all, a poem that could receive such sudden praise from Li Jiulang must be an extraordinary one.

Moreover, this is not given to Your Majesty. If it is given to Your Majesty, it will be even more of a masterpiece.

Difficult

After all, those who came to the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet today either wanted to make a big splash, or have their literary talent praised by His Majesty, thus rising to prominence.

At worst, one hopes to gain the attention of some high-ranking official, so that he can leverage his power in the officialdom.

Of course, many people also want to win the favor of Miss Chang'an.

But no matter which one it is, it is their target tonight.

But even if you fail to achieve this goal, you cannot make a fool of yourself and ruin your future.

So now.

hesitate!

Mu Xu looked at Li Jiulang with a somewhat stunned expression, but he was very happy in his heart. He immediately turned his head and looked at Yang Guofu: "Whether to make this bet or not, give me a straight answer."

After Yang Guofu glanced at Mu Xu with his one eye, he looked towards the empress.

He happened to see the empress looking at him coldly, and he turned his eyes directly to Su Wenqing and the others.

But whether it was Su Wenqing, Su Zimu, or Li Jiulang, all three of them had blank expressions on their faces, and nothing could be seen.

Yang Guofu had no choice but to look at Su Changan, and at that moment he didn't know what Su Changan was writing.

hesitate!

He didn't hesitate about what the students were worried about!

He wanted that pair of paperweights!

Because that pair of paperweights is priceless!

Especially the allusions and value it carries, it can be said to be of great collection value.

At this time, Li Hun and He Li had finished writing their poems and handed them to the palace maids beside them.

Yang Guofu turned his head and looked over, and found that Zuo Shaoweng, Li Wei, Cui Yuer, as well as Wei Zijian, the outstanding student among the poor students, Liu Sanbai, and Meng Shaoan, who was pulled by Xia Zhixu to sit at the back, etc., these talented men and women who had already gained fame in literature had finished their writings and handed them to the palace maids beside them.

What Mu Xu just told him was that Su Changan's poetry surpassed everyone in the entire hall, so that these people did not dare to recite their own poems anymore.

Even if someone could recite it, it would be completely unmatched.

To put it bluntly

Betting on Su Changan's literary talent, he surpasses all his peers in the hall!

Let’s not worry about the look on Li Jiulang’s and his men’s faces just now.

Crown pressure?

Is it that simple?

After so many years, there was only one Xun Kuang.

Yang Guofu narrowed his one eye and glanced at Su Changan while glancing at the empress.

Special one, I’m going to take a gamble to overwhelm so many scholars and literati!

Immediately!

Yang Guofu said directly: "Let's bet. If I lose, you can pick whatever you want from my place."

This is exactly what Mu Xu was waiting for.

The way Su Wenqing drank the wine just now was telling him to gamble.

So, with a clap of his hands, Mu Xu said, "Your father has testified for us, so don't cheat if you lose!"

Yang Guofu smiled and said, "Master Jijiu, please remember this and don't cheat when the time comes."

Mu Xu smiled and immediately turned to look at the empress: "Your Majesty, I wonder if you would like me to recite Miss Chang'an's poems."

Xia Fengxiang was stunned for a moment. There was no poetry at all. It was just some nonsense said by that bastard.

However, when Xia Fengxiang looked at the people below just now, he guessed that someone would definitely ask to recite poetry, so he had already thought of a reason.

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Just when Xia Fengxiang hadn't spoken yet.

Su Changan said, "Master Jijiu, shall I ask my sister to recite it?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Xu immediately made a gesture of invitation.

At this moment, Su Linhan was holding the paper handed to her by Su Changan, with about a hundred words on it.

Just after seeing it, Su Linhan looked at the article in her hand with excitement, extremely excited.

Especially when looking at the poems, it was as if I was there in person. Compared with the previous poem, it was exactly the same, or even better, so I forgot about reciting it.

However, after Su Changan reminded her, Su Linhan finally reacted. She looked up and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Su Linhan immediately felt a little embarrassed.

But immediately, he cleared his throat, looked at the paper in his hand, and began to recite: "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky. I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven. I want to ride the wind to go back, but I am afraid that the jade buildings are too cold up there. I stand up to dance with my shadow, but it doesn't seem like I'm in the human world.

Turn around the red pavilion, lower the beautiful window, and shine on the sleepless. There should be no hatred, why does the moon always appear full when we are parting? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions; the moon waxes and wanes; it is impossible to have everything in life. I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands miles apart. ”

Start from the first sentence recited by Su Linhan.

None of the scholars in the hall showed a look of shock on their faces.

Then it was incredible.

After that, everyone looked at Su Changan and were extremely amazed.

To the end.

Some people smiled bitterly, some closed their eyes and immersed themselves in poetry, some had a changing expression, and some regretted deeply.

Quiet~~~

There was deathly silence in the entire hall.

Even the warriors in the hall who were ignorant of literature, although a little confused, were immersed in it. They did not understand the meaning or the feelings, but they found this poem particularly comfortable and enjoyable to listen to. The poem flowed smoothly and was very romantic.

Meng Qin, a notoriously rough general in the court, picked up his wine glass and repeated in a low voice: "People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions; the moon has its phases; it is impossible to have everything in life." 'Then he drank the wine in the glass and said "OK" several times.

finally

Zhao Shi, an old scholar at the Imperial College, stroked his long beard and broke the silence: "Since this Mid-Autumn Festival poem was published in Chang'an, all other poems have been abandoned."

Wen Zhegu knew he was going to lose when he heard the first line, 'When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky', so he simply immersed himself in it. He couldn't help but say, "Wash away the beauty of silk and fragrance, get rid of the twists and turns of silk, make people look far and wide, raise their heads and sing, feel noble and noble, and transcend the dust and dirt."

Talking

Wen Zhegu stood up and bowed deeply towards Su Changan: "I underestimated Miss Changan's poetry. Zhegu apologizes."

Su Changan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Mr. Wen, the great man, suddenly meant, but he quickly returned the gift.

However, Xun Kuang and others understood what happened to Wen Zhegu.

In the end, he felt that Su Changan was not able to suppress him, so he apologized.

But no one was surprised. After all, Wen Zhegu always advocated the idea of ​​"correcting mistakes as soon as you know them is the greatest virtue." It is better to reflect on yourself and think twice to prevent it. '

It is normal to apologize when you realize you are wrong.

Mr. Yao closed his eyes and savored the poem silently. The more he savored it, the more he thought it was profound.

A minister dressed in purple, holding a wine glass in his hand, said with a smile: "Miss Wen Chang'an, you are extremely talented. I am honored to see you today and hear your poem. I would like to offer you a drink."

After saying this, the man, who looked to be in his thirties and was already wearing a purple official uniform, drank the whole bottle in a very casual gulp.

Su Changan picked up the wine glass and did the same.

When Lord Wu saw Su Chang'an being so carefree, he immediately laughed heartily and said, "Peerless elegance, what a peerless elegance Su Chang'an is."

Another elderly man spoke slowly, "Ethereal and profound! The first half of this poem is like the celestial being. Hahaha, I am really stupid. Anyone who can come up with a line like 'clouds resemble clothes, flowers resemble face' must be a banished celestial being. Please don't blame me, young lady."

As he said this, he bowed slightly to Su Changan.

Su Changan naturally returned the gift.

With these people speaking up.

Everyone present explained and looked at Su Changan in surprise.

When I think back to the words I just read, I feel that they are truly indescribable. The beauty of words surpasses everything else.

Many of them were generous with their praises and spoke to Su Changan one after another.

Among them, those who were particularly studious did not care about themselves at all, like Wen Zhegu and Lord Wu. They either stood up and bowed or raised their glasses to toast, looking very heroic.

Expressions of gratitude and praise are endless.

Su Changan listened and thought that returning the gifts was no big deal, but he just felt a little embarrassed.

But he was not surprised by such a scene.

After all, this poem, even if it were to be passed down to the modern times, would still be considered the ultimate Mid-Autumn Festival poem throughout the ages, and no other poem could surpass it.

And among peers.

Wei Zijian and Liu Sanbai, after watching the poem "When Will the Bright Moon Appear" by Yan Shu, had only listened to it once.

Liu Sanbai smiled bitterly and asked, "You chose not to write poetry because you knew that Miss Chang'an had such literary talent, right?"

Yan Shu was honest and nodded: "After seeing Miss Chang'an write the article "Snow", I knew that I would never be able to reach the height of Miss Chang'an's poetry in this lifetime. However, I advised you before I came here."

Wei Zijian was about to speak, but then he remembered that Yan Shu seemed to have said something like let them wait and see, so he didn't know what to say.

But looking at the words written down by Yan Shu, Wei Zijian sighed, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I like this line: Dancing with the shadows, it seems like I am not in the human world."

…

Li Wei looked at Zuo Shao Weng at this moment.

There were a few tables between the two of them, but it wasn't too far.

Zuo Shao Weng naturally knew what Li Wei meant, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head, asking, "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my wine glass to ask the sky." This is already better than countless Mid-Autumn Festival poems, not to mention the last sentence: May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands miles apart.

Therefore, Zuo Shaoweng thought that it would be better for him not to go up and make a fool of himself.

Li Wei looked at Zuo Shaoweng and shook his head, sighed, and looked at his father with some grievance.

His father frowned and looked at his son: "Forget it, after all, you are not worthy of Su Changan."

Li Wei felt even more aggrieved after hearing this.

…

Xia Zhixu looked at the shocked and surprised expressions of the people around him, as well as the frustrated expressions of those who were originally eager to try and full of confidence.

But he disappeared, but he seemed to remember something and looked at Meng Shaoan who was also smiling helplessly beside him: "You can't compare, right? I told you that you can't compare. You still don't believe it!"

Meng Shaoan felt even more helpless.

The Eighth Prince called him over and told him that he must win the first place.

But it just happened that this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been telling him things like "You can't compete, the important thing is to participate" ever since they met yesterday.

Xia Zhixu looked at Meng Shaoan's expression, smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay. I know your literary talent and whatnot. Just follow me in the future. My things will be mine sooner or later. You know what I mean, right?"

Meng Shaoan was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, he seemed to understand.

However, after thinking for a while, Xia Zhixu looked at Su Changan from a distance and said, "But, Old Meng, do you think she is really a fairy who has descended to the earth? Otherwise, how come she is so beautiful and her lyrics sound so beautiful?"

Meng Shaoan didn't know how to answer again.

However, Meng Shaoan noticed the Eighth Prince's vicious gaze and immediately lowered his head.

Xia Zhixu smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

…

Li Hun and He Li bowed and shook their heads at Yang Guofu.

After Yang Guofu glared at the two of them, he suddenly stood up and looked into the hall!

I found that many talented men and women who wanted to participate not only smiled bitterly, but also talked privately, and had no intention of writing anymore.

Yang Guofu even saw a talented scholar quietly folding up what he had written and putting it away, completely ignoring the participation.

Looking at those famous people like Zuo Shaoweng, none of them made any move.

Yang Guofu clenched his fists.

Mu Xu looked at Yang Guofu and said, "Don't think about it. When will the bright moon come out? Not to mention the children, even I am stunned. I can't think of any words to describe this. I will come to get the things tonight. I don't want anything else. I just want your set of wine utensils with nine beasts. I know that it is a complete set of twenty-seven things, and nothing can be missing."

After saying that, Mu Xu turned around and walked towards his seat while reciting "When Will the Bright Moon Appear?"

But after walking two steps, he suddenly realized that he had lost some manners, and immediately shouted to everyone in the hall: "Does anyone want to recite their own poems? If not, the first place tonight will go to Su Changan."

Not moving at all.

Everyone heard what Mu Xu said, but what to do?

It is just like the poems written by immortals.

Then recite the poems written by ordinary people.

It's just humiliation for oneself!

Zuo Shaoweng and others know this best!

After all, they hadn't thought about anything at first. Anyway, it was natural for them to recite their own confident works.

No matter how good Su Changan's poems are, the difference between what they think is certainly not that big.

But

This is not a gap at all, it's like one is in heaven and the other is on earth.

How can ordinary people compete with immortals?

Of course, those talented men and women who used to be very self-important and conceited, now dared not speak a word.

After all, if you really make a fool of yourself, your future will be ruined.

They think highly of themselves, but those who can sit in this hall today are not fools.

It is better not to fight than to lose the existing talent and reputation and become a laughing stock.

Seeing no one responding, Mu Xu immediately said, "In that case, it's settled."

Still no one spoke.

Mu Xu turned to look at the empress, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you have the final say."

After saying that, Mu Xu glanced at Su Wenqing, Su Zimu, and Li Jiulang, and looked at the expressions on their faces.

He guessed that it seemed to be different from what Miss Chang'an had just written, and it was also a poem of the same level?

However, Mu Xu was just guessing and didn't say it out loud. Anyway, he had tricked Yang Guofu and got the wine utensils. He could exchange something for the poem "When Will the Moon Be Bright" to be published in the monthly magazine.

It is indeed more fun to get something for nothing.

Mu Xu was in a good mood and was smiling.

Yang Guofu looked at Mu Xu and became furious. It wasn't because he lost or anything, but because he thought that this old fox had been eyeing his set of wine utensils from the very beginning!

The most important thing is, he just saw Mu Xu and Su Wenqing exchange glances and smile at each other. It was obvious that they were plotting against me!

How could this not make Yang Guofu furious!

Although the empress still looked expressionless, she was very happy in her heart, especially when she saw the stunned looks on the faces of the people below.

Look at Su Changan again.

I felt that I was a man of my words and that I had scared these people with my poetry.

After all, what she originally wanted to scare Su Changan was to use poetry to scare these people, so this is enough!

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Looking at the crowds below and seeing Su Changan's eyes flashing like a hungry wolf, the empress glanced at Su Changan with some anger.

Let you scare!

You ended up seducing again!

And the meal before was so delicious!

So annoying!

However, Xia Fengxiang was still happy because his wife was so outstanding. He was so happy!

Xia Fengxiang felt helpless as he couldn't show off.

After hearing what Mu Xu said, Xia Fengxiang looked at the Queen Mother and asked, "What do you think?"

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Chang'an's poems are naturally very good. Your Majesty is in charge of everything."

As she said this, the Queen Mother looked down at Su Changan with a smile.

After entering the palace, she has always been in the limelight.

If I don't kill you, it seems like there's really nothing I can do to you.

but

If I kill you, the emperor will be sad.

But does it have anything to do with me?

Isn't it better to be sad?

Thinking of this, the Queen Mother picked up the wine glass and watched Su Changan drink it.

Xia Fengxiang said, "The banquet is still going on. Everyone can speak freely until the end of the banquet. If you have any poems, you can recite them. Compared with Su Changan's "When Will the Moon Be Bright", it is better, so the first place will naturally change."

No one stood up.

Although Yang Guofu was unwilling, he clenched his fists and had to sit down.

He just felt a little strange watching his old father sitting at the table without saying a word.

Seeing that no one was talking, Xia Fengxiang did not announce anything. Instead, he finally looked at his queen openly since the palace banquet began: "Su Changan."

Su Changan stood up and bowed.

Xia Fengxiang said, "If you win the first prize in the palace banquet, you will be rewarded. But I really like your poem When Will the Moon Rise? So I want to reward you privately. What do you want?"

Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan.

Su Changan looked at Xia Fengxiang.

Everyone looked at Su Changan, but they were not surprised. After all, Zuo Shaoweng also received a thousand taels of gold as a reward from His Majesty last year.

They just looked at Su Changan, wondering what Su Changan would want.

Su Changan walked to the center of the palace, looked at Xia Fengxiang and bowed, and said something he really wanted to scare people: "I like your majesty and want you to marry me."

(End of this chapter)