Chapter 58 public promise

"Dingsheng, tell me, will Ruan Huzi lend us a play?" Hou Fangyu turned his head and asked suspiciously. Chen Zhenhui smiled slightly, appearing to be confident: "If someone else borrowed it, it might be hard to tell if they fell out on the spot. Now that the eldest son is willing to go, I think it will be successful. He is used to condescending and obedient, and he has that irresponsible temper." , this level, you and I are not as good as him!" "But look, the moon is up!" Hou Fangyu said impatiently. Chen Zhenhui looked back, outside the east window, the dark night had become a little transparent, and the blue mist was floating.On the city wall in the distance, the dotted lanterns and torches added due to the martial law dimmed, and a full moon like a silver disk was peeking out from the parapet, a few thin clouds with silvery edges on their edges. The white light slowly floats...

Chen Zhenhui's gaze paused on the city wall for a while, not without worry, and then she turned her head: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll figure it out. Ruan Huzi heard that we borrowed the play, not to mention one night, but ten nights. He I will also be full of promises! Go and think about your poems, it's your turn!" "What's so difficult, I already have it!" Hou Fangyu said, walking away. He went all the way to the top of the water pavilion, where there were three tables for the Eight Immortals and several pairs of pens, inkstones and paper, surrounded by many people.Some are frowning and meditating, some are writing with confidence, and some are babbling and deliberating... This is also Gu Mei's idea, asking everyone to come and write poems for Dong Xiaowan.The ten or twenty poems that have been written are pasted on the wall one by one for everyone to browse and comment on.Among them, Mei Langzhong and Feng Ban were the most active.They slipped through the cracks like fish in water, and their two pairs of sparkling eyes, which became strangely similar due to excitement, were busy back and forth, praising the poem for a while, and complimenting the other for a while. The first poem shook his head, then turned around and enthusiastically pondered over the sentences for others, and even simply grabbed the pen and changed the manuscript of others into a mess.

"Well, this poem is good! It's good because it's pure Tang Yin, and it doesn't have the stinky Jiangxi style!" Feng Ban stood in front of a poem and praised it loudly. Mei Langzhong twitched his lips: "Pure Tang Yin, it's not easy to say! Only the four characters of 'Vigorous and Gaohua', people today have been studying for a lifetime, and this situation will never be reached. What's more, although this poem deliberately seeks work, it will eventually hurt Qi. It’s extravagant, and the concluding sentence is even more secluded. I’m afraid it’s a little bit of a mistake for my brother to approve it so much!”

"What, my old Feng can also go wrong?" Feng Ban's eyes widened suddenly, "There is absolutely nothing extravagant or secluded in this poem, even if it is extravagant and secluded, it may not be Tang Yin! Let me ask you, Wen Feiqing Is it beautiful or not? Li Yishan is reclusive or not, isn't that Tang Yin?" "That's the late Tang Dynasty, not the prosperous Tang Dynasty!" "Ah, the prosperous Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty, but the late Tang Dynasty is not the Tang Dynasty?" "Although it is Tang, Tang Yin should take the prosperity of Tang as the standard!"

"Since it's Tang, it's Tang Yin!" "It's not up to the mark!" "It's Tang Yin too!" They talked to each other, their faces were red, and they refused to give in. The competition became more and more fierce, which made everyone dizzy, so they had to stop and stare at them blankly.Seeing this, Gu Mei couldn't help frowning.Seeing Hou Fangyu approaching, she immediately winked at him. Hou Fangyu pretended not to see it.However, he also knew that Mei Langzhong was a famous "poet madman", while Feng Ban was the number one "poet madman" in Tianzi.When these two treasures get together, if no one stops them, they may not be able to stop arguing until dawn, so they parted from the crowd, walked over, and first took a look at the poem that caused the controversy.It turned out to be a poem of Qijue:

The signature below is "Jinsha Lui Zhaolong". Hou Fangyu thought to himself: "This poem has a little sentimentality, but it is not Tang Yin, but it is not necessarily extravagant and secluded. It is ridiculous that they are fighting for each other. This madness, I am afraid it is already possessed!" So he shouted loudly Said: "You all don't argue! When I write a poem, I will show you whether it is Tang Yin or not!" After finishing speaking, he strode closer to the table, picked up a Jianhaohu pen, and wrote out a poem that had been brewing in a fluttering manner:

Just as Hou Fangyu put down his pen, the community members who were standing by and watching were already cheering loudly.Hou Fangyu smiled, looked back at the two quarreling people, and said, "How about it, this is Tang Yin!" The two wranglers were also evidently attracted by the extraordinary quality of the poem.Feng Ban remained silent, with a dazed expression on his fanatical face; Mei Langzhong stared at Shi Jian with greedy eyes, "Ah, Chaozong, I really have you!" He murmured jealously. At this moment, several community members had already dragged Maoxiang and Dong Xiaowan who were sitting aside.

"Pijiang, come and see—"Beitao travels three thousand miles to the south, how can you know the king if you don't understand!" Chaozong's poem is written by both of you!" A community member excitedly Call. "That's right, if Wanniang hadn't been drifting away, she wouldn't have known Pijiang; but once she knew Pijiang, she wouldn't have to drift away from now on! Wonderful!" another said shaking his head. "Don't let go of the word 'incomprehensible'!" Someone pointed out loudly, "Only Wanniang deeply understands the suffering of wandering, so she has a deep love for Pijiang! If you don't understand the suffering of wandering, how can you be so affectionate? And The deeper the love, the more you want to get rid of the pain of wandering. The mere two words have already revealed Wanniang's thoughts, and this is the 'eye of poetry'!"

"Pijiang, don't disappoint Wanniang's ambition of life and death!" Several voices urged at the same time. "We have written so many poems, now it's time for Pijiang to reconcile one!" Another voice suggested. "Yes, yes!" Everyone echoed in unison. Mao Xiang didn't make a sound immediately.Since he and Dong Xiaowan came to the Water Pavilion, he has rarely spoken.Although what Gu Mei said did point out to him a feasible solution to solve the difficulties he faced due to financial constraints, but he was still undecided whether to do so, especially whether to marry Dong Xiaowan or not.However, when he came to the water pavilion, the atmosphere in front of him surprised him.Friends from Wu Yingji, Chen Zhenhui, down to ordinary colleagues all praised Dong Xiaowan with one voice, praising her not only for her unparalleled beauty, but also for her outstanding character.They especially praised Dong Xiaowan's action of not avoiding hardships and going through all kinds of hardships to find Maoxiang in Nanjing, and they thought it was a great blessing for Maoxiang to win the heart of such a woman.Then, everyone swarmed in with poems and sentences to support Dong Xiaowan, encouraging her not to be afraid of setbacks and to pursue to the end.All this made Mao Xiang a little surprised.He originally thought that Dong Xiaowan's social status could not compare to Chen Yuanyuan's in the celebrity circle.Since he has lost Chen Yuanyuan, if he chooses the next best thing and marries Dong Xiaowan, he will inevitably be laughed at.But now it seems that the situation is not as he expected.After going through this repetition and twists and turns, Mao Xiang also gradually realized that Dong Xiaowan has many good qualities, which are exactly what Chen Yuanyuan lacks.Moreover, the matter has come to this point, it seems that if I still insist on refusing to agree, it will be too narrow-minded and ruthless, not only a little bit sorry for Dong Xiaowan, but also greatly spoil the happiness of the community members.In case Dong Xiaowan commits stupid things such as committing suicide while being sad and desperate—this is very possible—then it will be difficult to get forgiveness from the society, and his reputation will definitely be affected.Thinking of this, Mao Xiang felt a kind of pressure.This is a soft, but tough pressure, like a net, and I become a fish in the net.He seems to be able to escape, but in fact he can't...

"Hey, Mr. Mao, you should write quickly! We'll all wait and see!" A woman's crisp voice rang in my ears.When Mao Xiang turned her head, she found that Gu Mei's smiling and profound eyes were staring at him closely. "Well, everything is predestined!" Mao Xiang felt a voice in his heart say so.So, he nodded, picked up the pen, pondered for a moment, and slowly wrote the following lines on the poem pad: While he was writing, Mei Lanzhong read it aloud, so not only those standing nearby could see it clearly, but also those standing a little far away could hear it.As soon as Mao Xiang finished writing, everyone cheered in unison:

"Okay, okay, Pijiang has already agreed!" "'Gao Yun looks like Wu Yun'! That is to say, in the future, the meeting between Pijiang and Wanniang on the Wushan balcony will be moved to Rugao. Good sentence, wonderful sentence!" "Hey, is there any scripture for this 'Gao Yun'?" "Brother, how forgetful--'Feiyun Ranran Heng Gaomu' is a sentence in He Fanghui's "Sapphire Case". Pijiang used it here, and he lives in Rugao. It's a pun!" "Hey, it's a pity that Liu Mazi was not invited today!" "how?" "He likes to talk about current affairs books. Today's 'Celebrities feast on the Qinhuai River, pretending to be a young master with a new title of Wushan Chant' is an excellent closing point." "Then, of course it has to be about my brother?" "Brother, why bother to make fun of it. Tell me, if my generation is missing on this Qinhuai River, how romantic would it be?" "Ha ha ha ha!" "Hurry up, bring the wine!" A loud voice overwhelmed the joy, it was Maoxiang's brother Chen Liang.Soon, the wine was brought.In the midst of the chaos, Maoxiang only felt that Chen Liang stuffed a wine glass into his hand, and another person filled it up with a wine jug. "You two have a drink first! Hey, Xiao Wan, come here quickly, why are you so shy!" That was Gu Mei's proud voice. Until then, Mao Xiang suddenly remembered: "Yeah, why did I forget Xiaowan? Now, she should be happy, but I don't know what it looks like?" He couldn't help his eyes to search, and then found Dong Xiaowan standing beside him. Not far to the left, there is also a glass of wine in his hand.However, to Mao Xiang's surprise, she wasn't smiling, nor did she appear very excited.She stood calmly, staring at Maoxiang intently, her big clear and slightly sad eyes seemed to be asking: "Are you sincere this time? Will it not change again? But, I am a little worried, Really, worry..."