Unexpectedly, after returning home, Liu Lanzhi was forced to remarry by her parents and elder brother.
Every sentence was extremely vivid and clear, especially when Liu Lanzhi was forced to marry, many people felt the anger.
All the young people present were moved, and some young women even began to wipe away tears.
Even Hua Wanqiu, who was beside Luo Yan, was mesmerized for a moment.
The story continues.
When Jiao Zhongqing heard that Liu Lanzhi was forced to marry, he became anxious and went to look for her, but the official's sedan chair would arrive in the next day.
A pair of lovers naturally don't want to be separated, but they are still forced to be separated. However, they did not bow their heads, but chose to go to the underworld together.
One of them threw himself into the clear pool, and the other hanged himself on a tree in the southeast.
Despite facing numerous obstacles, she still fulfilled her promise: "You should be like a rock, and I should be like a reed. The reed is as tough as silk, and the rock is immovable."
at last.
"The two families requested to be buried together, and buried together beside Mount Hua. They planted pines and cypresses on the east and west, and sycamores on the left and right. The branches covered each other, and the leaves intertwined. There was a pair of flying birds, named mandarin ducks. They looked up and sang to each other, and every night until the fifth watch. Passersby stopped to listen, and the widow got up and hesitated. Thank you, future generations, for your warning and don't forget it!"
This ending made countless people feel a little sad, but they also finally felt a little relieved.
After the song ended, there was silence for a long time.
Ying Wuji looked at Hua Chao from afar with slightly red eyes, feeling a little emotional. In the play script left by her mother, there was indeed a similar story. Although the level was somewhat inferior to "The Peacock Flies Southeast", the core of the story was the same, which was enough to show how much her mother longed for this kind of everlasting love.
It’s a pity that Luo Yan is such a scumbag.
He shifted his gaze to the other side. Luo Yan lowered his head slightly. Hua Wanqiu was wiping his tears, but the expression on her face was very ugly.
"Brother Ying! Did you write this Yuefu poem?"
Zhao Ning suddenly spoke.
Ying Wuji turned his head and saw her bright and enthusiastic eyes, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Ning thought for a moment: "The foundation is solid, the sentences are beautiful, the stories are vivid, and the philosophical thoughts are profound. There are few Yuefu poems in the world that can surpass it!"
This evaluation was already extremely high, but Ying Wuji still curled his lips!
nonsense!
Are the two gems of Yuefu just exaggerated?
It can be said that this Yuefu poem has no shortcomings except that it was not written by the author.
Ying Wuji didn't dare to say that he copied it, nor did he have the face to say that he wrote it himself, so he could only hum and haw to get by.
Zhao Ning became more and more interested: "But I heard that Brother Ying has never had a favorite woman, and has only had sex with seven famous prostitutes in brothels. How could he write such a touching story? Could it be that... you already have a crush on this Huachao girl?"
Shit, you figured it out.
Ying Wuji grinned. It would be a lie to say that he didn't care about this good sister. However, in his situation, he was destined to be a gigolo. Hua Chao was under the shadow of her parents. It would be difficult for her to accept sharing her husband with other women. It might even bring out her inner demons.
If you still want to delay others like this, you are such a scumbag, so...
wrong!
Ying Wuji leaned forward slightly and stared at Zhao Ning for a long time. The girl in front of him was definitely the most prestigious princess in the Kingdom of Li. As long as the marriage was successful, she would be his wife. Is he... jealous?
The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "If I say this, Brother Zhao will not be unwilling to help me propose marriage, right?"
Zhao Ning smiled and said, "Of course not. Since I have already promised Brother Ying, I must keep my word. Besides, with Brother Ying's talent, it is normal for him to be a little romantic. How can I be a petty person?"
Ying Wuji: "Brother Zhao is open-minded!"
What a good girl who is good at greening herself.
When Zhao Ning was stared at by him, he always felt that his eyes were a little strange.
Strange! Why does it feel like he wants to marry me...
"good!"
"good!"
Jiang Taiyuan, who was sitting at the main seat, clapped his hands in praise, with an unstoppable smile on his face: "This Yuefu poem is absolutely beautiful, coupled with your novel interpretation, it is truly a rare masterpiece. What do you think, fellow musicians?"
The ten music officials looked at each other, and the leader stood up and saluted: "We believe that opera can enter the government! The governor should write a memorial and submit it to the emperor!"
Finally passed.
Ying Wuji breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Hua Chao again, meeting her gaze. Even though they were far apart, he was infected by the joy in her eyes.
Although it took a long time from reporting to the emperor to being demoted to a new position, Hua Chao finally found her place, and Ying Wuji felt more at ease. If she was still annoyed by Luo Yan all day long, she would probably die of depression sooner or later.
"Very good! Once this order is issued, please write down the memorial."
Jiang Taiyuan's face was full of smiles, and he continued to ask: "This time, the first place winner, I think it should be Miss Hua Chao and Master Wu Ji's "The Peacock Flies Southeast", do you have any..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
Because in his sight, a figure suddenly collapsed.
Hua Wanqiu was lying on the ground, her face was pale and bloodless, and her breath was weakening at the speed of light, as if she was about to die.
Luo Yan was horrified: "Wanqiu!"
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