My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 184

[Chapter 184 Staying on a night boat (third update)]

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When the song “Shui Tiao Song Tou” was sung, everyone thought about it for a long time.

After a long while, Emperor An asked: “What is the name of this Ci brand you created?”

“Back to Your Majesty, Shui Tiao Ge Tou!”

“Shui Diao Ge Tou…”

Andi muttered to himself for a long time, and then said with a wry smile: “This Shui Diao Ge Tou” The sentence structure and melody of the song are excellent, especially since it is a new song. It should

be

popularized by more people writing lyrics. However, once your lyrics come out, I am afraid no one will dare to write it again!”

After finishing it, he let out a long roar: “It has been many years since the Mid-Autumn Festival to be able to sing this water-melody song. It is a great honor in the world!”

After saying this, he picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, everyone else also raised their glasses, as if to echo An Di, or simply to drink strong wine, they all raised their glasses and drank several glasses in a row.

Even Zhu Xinning and Su Mochen behind the screen couldn’t help but take a sip at this time.

It’s just that the wine was too strong. After the two women finished drinking, their faces turned slightly red and they became slightly tipsy, but they still smiled, which was so touching.

Just now he “kindly” reminded Jing Zhe, but he was retorted for a while. Therefore, Bai Qingyuan, who was holding back the joke in his heart, was slapped in the face by this “Water Melody Song” and felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

And Song Baiyun stood up after drinking a drink. After all, he was a scholar and had a preference for good poetry. What’s more, he witnessed the birth of a unique masterpiece with his own eyes?

“I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be too cold at high places! If other people wrote this, they would be regarded as young and frivolous, but Mr. Jing’s poetic talent, there is no harm in saying “It is too cold at high places” ? In my opinion, Mr. Jing is indeed worthy of the title of the most talented person in Anguo!”

Before, in Wuxian Garden, only the scholars spontaneously talked about “the most talented person in Anguo”, and Song Baiyun scoffed at this.

But as soon as “Shui Tiao Song Tou” came out, he had nothing to say.

Fortunately, my son didn’t advance, otherwise he would be just a shameful foil!

Thinking of this, he looked with interest at Qi Junguang, who was still domineering just now. He saw that the pride on his face had long since disappeared, and instead he was stunned with his mouth open. He seemed to have never imagined that he had written such a good song. Yue Ling], you can lose completely.

The one who was least surprised by everyone’s reaction was Jing Zhe himself.

It’s not that he has confidence in himself, it’s that he has confidence in [Shui Tiao Ge Tou]!

When referring to Mid-Autumn poems in later generations, [Shui Diao Ge Tou] is always a mountain that cannot be bypassed.

In fact, it would be fine if it were other words and phrases, but this water tune song has a charm that has not faded for thousands of years. In the eyes of poets and poets, there is even a “Mid-Autumn Festival Ci” in later generations. “Words are useless”, he can win, thanks to Dongpo layman from another latitude.

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And on the river bank, it was far less peaceful than on the boat.

“When will the bright moon come? Asking the blue sky for wine… What a wonderful word!”

“I am afraid that the beautiful buildings and jade buildings will be too cold at high places… Domineering!” “I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the beauty

thousands of miles away… This artistic conception is amazing!”

“…”

This is the comment of scholars, ordinary people are more direct!

“Wow, it sounds great!”

“I haven’t heard it before!”

“This must be written by Mr. Jing!”

“Hey, didn’t you just say that the previous song was written by Mr. Jing?”

“Bah, it’s not me. , I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense!”

“…”

As a result, the shore became a gathering for playing [Shui Tune Song Tou], and everyone spared no effort in praising it, and the Goulan singer did not hesitate. Although she only listened to it once, she also sang it. stand up.

In an instant, the entire Jingzhou city was filled with the tunes of “Shui Tiao Song Tou”, and the poetry meeting truly reached its peak!

Only then did An Di realize that his previous worries were unnecessary. Although Jing Zhe’s behavior was weird, he had never let him down. The look in Jing Zhe’s eyes was even more satisfying.

He also didn’t forget to ask Qi Junguang: “Third Prince, how does Jing Zhe’s poem compare to yours?”

“…”

Qi Junguang’s face turned red and white, and after a while he frowned and said, “Why can’t you write some poetry?” So what if you win the literary test? Don’t forget, Your Majesty Emperor An, we still have the martial arts test! “

As the third prince of Southern Qi, Qi Junguang wants to maintain the dignity of the Southern Qi royal family. Even if he loses, he must hold his head high, even though it is very painful…

An Di laughed loudly and was in high spirits.

The big boat circled the city twice more, and it was almost midnight, and the poetry meeting finally came to an end.

The crowds on the shore gradually dispersed, and peace and quiet returned.

“It’s hard to leave the palace today, and it happens to be the moonlit night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. How about we drink and admire the moon on the boat, rest on the river late, and get off the boat early tomorrow morning?”

“Your Majesty!”

As soon as these words came out, Bai Qingyuan, Su Moyan, Sui Shouren and others People stood up immediately, and finally Bai Qingyuan said: “Your Majesty, you absolutely can’t do it! If Your Majesty likes such an atmosphere, it’s okay to stay a little longer! But you have to go back to the palace!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

Others They also agreed, especially Sui Shouren. The longer Emperor An stayed outside the palace, the greater the pressure on him. If he stayed on the ship for one night, who could guarantee his safety?

Seeing this, Emperor An sighed: “Okay, then I’ll go back!”

“Your Majesty is wise!”

“But…”

Emperor An glanced at the others, “Since you are all here, if you want to stay on the boat for one night, you can. “

I won’t stay here! Come to the shore quickly, I want to go back!”

Qi Junguang jumped out and said.

He was on pins and needles on the boat. Let him stay another night?

Might as well kill him!

The others couldn’t help but smile after hearing this, even Qi Junguang was like this – they couldn’t leave!

“Then it’s settled. I’ll go back. Others can enjoy the moon on the boat and stay overnight!” It

‘s really too late to go back when we are getting older. Except for Emperor An and Qi Junguang, there are also older officials like Bai Qingyuan and Song Baiyun. , also prepared to leave, but there were many cabins in the cabin, and the remaining people all had their own thoughts, so they chose to stay.

In order to ensure safety, Sui Shouren left behind more than half of his personal guards, and based on the list of people left behind, he sent someone to write down the room number outside the door of the wing to facilitate their stay.

When the big boat came to the river bank near the root of the Imperial City again, it put An Di and others down, then slowly left the shore, sailed to the wide water outside the gate of the back courtyard of Wuxian Garden, and stopped in the middle of the river.

Perhaps it was getting late and feeling sleepy, or perhaps everyone had their own agenda. No one continued admiring the moon, but chose to go back to the cabin to rest.

Of course, there is an order for entering the cabin.

For example, Su Mochen behind the screen was the first to go down. Jing Zhe only saw a corner of her light pink dress, which was a bit regretful.

After that came the prince, Prince Xiang and Su Xinping, followed closely by his second sister Zhu Xinning, who glanced at Jing Zhe as they went down.

Then came Wang Yingqiu, and finally Jing Zhe.

Wang Yingqiu seemed to be afraid of him, and did not dare to wait for a moment longer. When Zhu Xinning went down, she immediately followed him.

Jing Zhe touched his nose and couldn’t help but smile bitterly:

Am I that scary?

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