Chapter 581

Shui Qingying walked out the door and discussed it with Li Niang. There were many scholars and talented people on the boat, and many guests agreed with this proposal. So not long after, the boat shook slightly, and Linxian Boat began to swim and head west.

In less than an hour, Linxianfang came out of Xishui Pass, entered the outer Qinhuai River, and finally flowed downstream and drifted into the vast Yangtze River.

The Yangtze River in winter is very different from usual. It is far away and solemn, and a trace of dust is revealed in the tranquility. On this vast river, the fairy boat is as small as a mustard seed, making people feel a sense of vast worldly affairs.

Liulang and the other four stood on the platform on the third floor of Linxianfang, looking into the distance, and for a moment they had their own thoughts and didn't say anything.

What is the Sixth Master thinking?

Shui Qingying kept observing Liulang's performance in secret. Seeing his eyes looking at Jiang with a hint of confusion and melancholy, his heart trembled and asked in a low voice.

Liulang shook his head slightly, looked at Shui Qingying's beautiful side face, and said with a smile: I was thinking just now that the Yangtze River in winter is somewhat similar to Miss Qingying!

oh?How do you say this?Qingying really wants to hear the explanation of the Sixth Master.

Shui Qingying raised her eyebrows slightly, and a look of interest appeared in her eyes.

Zhou Yafu and Zhang Bainian also withdrew their gazes looking at the river and turned to look at Liulang to see what he said.

Liulang sorted out his thoughts slightly, looked at the Yangtze River, and said calmly: Since ancient times, there has been a saying that water has been used to describe a woman. In winter, the Yangtze River is thousands of miles away, clear and clear river is like a mirror, and the distant mountains and close-up scenery is white. It is reflected on the water surface, which is like a snow-white dress. The breeze blows gently, and the scales on the water surface are rippling, just like clothes fluttering in the wind...

Zhou Yafu and Zhang Bainian looked at Shui Qingying. Sure enough, they saw Shui Qingying wearing white clothes and flying in the wind. Shui Qingying's pretty face was slightly red, but it was covered with a veil and was not seen by the rest. Liulang smiled slightly and continued: Today's sunshine is soft, reflected on the river surface, like the bright eyes of kindness shining brightly, and there is the power of melting ice and snow in the eyes.The sunlight shines on the river surface, causing slight water vapor to rise, forming a misty mist. This is not as good as the gauze on the girl's face, vaguely revealing a hazy beauty, making people infinity fascinated!

Shui Qingying's pretty face turned red again, her eyes were no match for Liulang's eyes. She turned her head and looked at the river. She didn't know what to say for a moment, and a heart in her chest kept jumping.

Zhang Bainian also clearly saw the slightly ambiguous relationship between Shui Qingying and Liulang. He was jealous and snorted, and turned his head away, and was invisible.

Myoya!

Zhou Yafu tugged her palm to break the silence on the scene and praised him. The Sixth Prince used the river water to describe people. Although it was not unique, it was so detailed and reasonable that the Sixth Prince was the first.The sixth young master's literary talent is admirable. It is rare today. My brother is not talented and wants to have a conversation with the sixth young master. I wonder what the sixth young master wants?

If we don’t dare, we won’t force it!

Zhang Bainian finally waited until his cousin said this, and his spirit immediately became raised. With his cousin's literary talent as his backing, he was more confident in speaking.

Liulang smiled lightly and said: It is common for scholars to compete. What are you afraid of or afraid? Even if you are not as skilled as others, it is not a shame. I am not as upset as Brother Zhang.Everyone present has a good understanding of literary lyrics. The Qingying girl was named the number one talented woman in Qinhuai, so she naturally has a good understanding of poetry.Here is a suggestion that the four of us present will discuss and evaluate it together, which is more lively.What do you think?

Shui Qingying nodded slightly, and Zhang Bainian and Zhou Yafu naturally would not object, and Liulang asked: What do you think we should do?

Zhou Yafu smiled and said: Originally, we were on the Yangtze River, and it is most appropriate to use the Yangtze River as the title, but I think after you heard the word "The Rolling Yangtze River Flows East" by the Sixth Master, it is difficult for me to surpass this word, so it is better to change the topic!

Zhou Yafu looked around the river and saw a lonely boat on the river in the distance. On the boat, there seemed to be a fishing old man fishing by the river. This situation seemed to be walking into a quiet landscape painting, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Zhou Yafu pointed to the lonely boat and said: In this way, we took the small boat on the river as the guide and the "Fisherman Song" as the rhyme. I wonder what you think?

Everyone had no objection. Shui Qingying took Yaoqin out of the house to prepare the rhyme, and asked someone to bring a pot of hot wine for everyone to entertain.

The name of the fisherman's song was first created by Zhang Zhihe, a famous scholar in the middle Tang Dynasty. It is widely circulated. It is also written by him. The egrets flying in front of Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms flow in the water are fat mandarin fish.Green bamboo hat, green straw raincoat, no need to return in a slanting wind and drizzle.Most well-known.

The distant and peaceful piano sounded.

Who will come first?

Liulang looked at Zhou Yafu and Zhang Bainian.

I'll do it first!

Zhang Bainian stood up confidently, walked to the side of the boat, and chanted slowly with the sound of the piano with the clear shadow of the water. When he was full, he sang high and fell asleep.I only know that my head is white but my year is not.The river surrounds the house and the water follows the boat.It costs no money to buy it.

(Sorry to Mr. Xu Ji, I'm asking Zhang Bainian to steal your words here.)

Zhang Bainian is worthy of being a talented man in Chuzhou. Although he was covered up by Liulang before and could not show any outstanding features, this fisherman's song immediately made everyone admire him. The lyrics are filled with the unrestrained and slight pastoral scenery of youth, which is quite attractive to girls.

If this person hadn't been too jealous and Liulang knew that this person would not have been under heavy responsibilities in the future, the relationship between the two would not have been as tense as it is now.

After Zhang Bainian's chanting, Shui Qingying played the piano with both hands and said with appreciation: I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang's words were so free and transparent. Qingying admired them, especially the river surrounds the house and the water follows the boat. It was indeed a good mood!

Zhang Bainiande's praise of the beautiful woman, naturally showed a proud look on his face. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. In order to show his face, he has been reading books every day these days.

He looked at Liulang demonstrably, and at the same time, he saw his cousin Zhou Yafu's face calm, but nodded slightly, quickly put away his smug look, coughed, straightened his back slightly, and looked calm, and said to Shui Qingying: I just felt it, Qingying everyone praised it, Qingying is also a person who knows literature and laws. Why not enjoy it with the previous song?

Shui Qingying said quietly: Since this is the case, Qingying is not pretentious. Qingying really felt something just now, so she shared it with everyone.

Shui Qingying glanced at Liulang inadvertently before turning her eyes to the river, looking at a small boat on the river, gently caressing her jade hand, and slowly sang in her mouth: The waves are meaningful and the snow is heavy, and the cold plums are silent and a branch of spring is silent.With a pot of wine and a pole, how many people are there in the world?

The clear shadow of Shui seemed to feel something. After repeated chanting, the tune slowed down and slowly stopped.

The words are elegant and beautiful, and they are told in a leisurely manner, especially when they sang the last two sentences, a faint melancholy arose. Liulang's mind trembled for some reason, and was moved by the little helplessness in her lyrics.

Suddenly, he seemed to have tasted a different charm.

The waves are intentional, the cold plums are speechless?

Could it be that he was hinting at something?Liulang thought about it with some self-indulgence.

After the song "Shui Qingying" was finished, the three of them cheered themselves. Although the artistic conception and flavor of this lyrics may be slightly worse than that of Zhang Bainian, it is also a rare masterpiece.

The words made by Zhang Bainian and Shui Qingying are quite good. According to the mentality of ordinary audiences, they naturally feel that the higher the level, the higher the level, and the starting point between the two is so high, which makes Liulang and Zhou Yafu feel a little difficult.

Everyone downstairs were also quite literate and knew that the upstairs were competing in poetry. At this time, most of them kept their voices calm and heard that there were other wonderful words coming out of the upstairs.

Liulang pondered for a moment, looked at Shui Qingying and said: Then he replied, "I'll answer a song, it's time for Miss Qingying!"

Shui Qingying nodded slightly, and the strings of the piano in her hand moved. The melody of the fisherman song rang again. Liu Lang said loudly: A boat with spring breeze and a leaf, a cocoon and a light hook.Flowers are all over the bank, wine is all over the cup, and freedom is found in the thousands of acres of waves!

The highlight of this poem is the subtle and skillful grasp of the quantifiers in it, and the tone is calm and outspoken, which is more outstanding than the lynong simple words in Shui Qingying's poem, but it is only for the best, which is a level lower than the previous "Xijiang Yue".

After hearing Liulang's words, Shui Qingying's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at Liulang happily, as if she could see the meaning contained in his words. Liulang smiled slightly and nodded to Shui Qingying.

Zhou Yafu's face was a little strange. She looked at Liulang with a slight anger, as if she was a little dissatisfied, but his expression quickly calmed down and he said lightly.

Zhang Bainian also saw that Liulang and Shui Qingying seemed to have a tacit understanding. Shui Qingying was obviously much more concerned when playing than when accompanying him.

He carefully picked up the faults in Liulang's poems, grabbed one of them and asked: Sixth Master, this is the harsh winter time, how do you say this Hua Manzhu?

Liulang smiled and did not answer. He reached out and picked a branch from a pot of plum bonsai placed by the terrace, picked the petals on the branches one by one, then walked to the side of the boat, raised his hands, and the picked petals fluttered in the air, sprinkled a rain of flowers, and finally fell slowly on the river surface, floating up and down, which was quite moving.

Isn’t this the flowers are full of wine and the cups are full of wine?

Liu Lang picked up a glass of wine from a young coffee table and said with a smile, although reciting poems and lyrics are appropriate, they don’t have to be too rigid. I am not here to carve out the rules. If that is the case, wouldn’t it be too boring?It’s a pity that this cold plum tree is so sorry, please forgive me for being a girl in Qingying!

Shui Qingying smiled and said: It’s okay, this cold plum branch can become a part of the Liu Gongzi’s poem, which is their luck.

Liulang nodded to express his gratitude and said to Zhou Yafu with a smile: Only Mr. Zhou is left and has not written lyrics yet. Brother Zhou seems to be ready, so let’s wait and see the finale of Mr. Zhou!By the way, Brother Zhou himself is a music master, and it may be better to play and resonate yourself!

Zhou Yafu smiled slightly, but did not refuse, and said to Shui Qingying: Can you borrow Shi’s Yaoqin for a while?

Shui Qingying stood up happily and gave Zhou Yafu the position to play the piano. Zhou Yafu sat on the piano position, looking at the surging river and the blue sky. After meditating for a while, a distant sound of the piano came out smoothly. Zhou Yafu's clear and elegant voice began to sing: The Chengjiang River is over and over and over.A boat with a thousand acres of glass.Picking the oar and dancing, sleeping in a straw raincoat.Don’t be a fairy or a daffodil!

Whether it is Zhou Yafu's technique of playing the piano, the degree of coordination of the same words, or the artistic conception contained in the words itself, this word deserves to be the first of the words made by the four people, and even those who understand the elegance can feel it.