In the Accord, in front of the window
Li Tianlan sat opposite Tang Ning and had been watching him for a long time
Don't lose, Tang Ning also looked up at her
After a while, Li Tianlan finally couldn't help asking: What exactly do you want to do?
He had just written ten poems, and she also watched him write ten poems. When he wrote the first poem, she felt that his reputation was indeed worthy. When he wrote the second poem, she felt that his poems were even more powerful than the rumors. When he wrote the third poem, she thought that he was the one she knew and the best person to write poetry.
When she wrote the tenth poem, she thought he was crazy
It is not like a thing that a person who often understands and talks about it will do.
Just arrived in the capital, and the money was almost gone. Use this method to make some money. Tang Ning looked at her and explained: Write more songs, insurance
Li Tianlan looked at him and asked: Do you think I will believe it?
Tang Ning pointed out the window and pointed to another accord, saying: I have a deep feud with the Tang family in the capital. The second young master of the Tang family was sitting there. The shameless man bought ten poems and wanted to be the first tonight. I didn't want to see him proud, so I used these poems to kill him. It's that simple
Li Tianlan looked at him for a long time and said: If you can't get enough money, tell me, I'll give it to you, it would be a shame for you to do this.
A man is a real man, when encountering difficulties, he should face them up and solve his own problems.
If he even needs a woman to pay for his living expenses, then what will he become?
Since ancient times, Lantern Festival has been a very important festival. There are countless poems about Lantern Festival. Even those who have existed in ancient times cannot copy them. However, half of them are missing from the Tang Dynasty and the Qingzhao girl who has never appeared. How many poems can be copied after the Ming Dynasty lasted for three hundred years?
Sorry, Cui Ye, Cui Jingshi, I'm sorry, Miss Qingzhao, I'm sorry, Shuzhen, I'm sorry, Grand Secretary of Dongyang...
Throwing out works of different dynasties and poets in different styles is light, saying that it is insulting and polite. This is a ten-fold personality schizophrenia, in simple terms, it is a neurological disease
But since you decide to do it, you must be foolproof
Li Tianlan looked at him, didn't ask any more questions, and looked at the direction of the Accord he had just pointed.
……
Tianran House, above the main hall high platform
A white-haired old man took a sip of tea and asked: Are there any poems delivered?
No more The old man in Qing looked around and said: The time is almost over, so why not just set these ten songs and ask Miss Su Mèi to come out
I was just thinking that way. The old man with white hair nodded and just got up, suddenly a man ran up to the platform and placed a stack of paper on the table in front of him.
Now I took it out, what did you do just now? The white-haired old man looked at him and frowned and said: Today's poetry meeting no longer accepts new works, you can take them away
Xiao Fu thought about it and looked at him and said: Then I will tell Mr. Xiao Xiao that today's poetry will not be accepted.
The old man with white hair was stunned for a moment, looked at him again, pursed his lips, and said: There is only one Lantern Festival poetry meeting once a year, and the opportunity is not easy. I will make an exception today
He can't afford to offend Xiao Jue Xiao, and he even has a feeling that as long as the poem is not too bad, he will give him face and put it in these ten poems so as not to cause trouble for Xiao Jue Xiao in the future.
He looked down and his face changed slightly. He sat down again, looked at the people around him, and said: Come and see...
Don’t urge the jade leaking silver pot. If the iron gate and gold lock are fully opened, who can sit idle when you see the moon? Where can you hear the lights and not look at it?
One person stroked his beard and said: Yes, this is the first quatrain I saw today. In just a few words, the grand occasion of the Lantern Festival in the capital was revealed in one sentence. Mr. Xiao bought it... The poem he wrote is not bad.
Cui Ye had five poems in the Tang Dynasty, "Shangyuan Ye" for the masterpiece, and they are both seven quatrains. This poem looks even better.
You also thought about this. If you put this song together, I would have thought Cui Ye’s "Shang Yuan Ye" had written six songs...
In this way, this poem is among the top ten?
Get in
Ranked in the top ten
The old man with white hair nodded and said: If this poem is entered, one of the ten poems must be removed...
He thought for a while and said: Tang Zhao's last song "Year Day" is ranked last among the top ten. You have no objection to replacing his "Year Day" with this song "Year Day"?
Everyone nodded
The old man in green shirt glanced at the direction of a certain Accord and responded: That's right
Then... the old man with white hair handed over the poem, and was about to speak, but his expression was stunned. He looked at his hand and said in surprise: Also?
He looked at a poem written on the second piece of paper and was stunned.
As if he realized something, he put the second piece of paper aside and looked at the third piece
Then the fourth one
The fifth picture
……
Picture 10
It's exactly ten pictures
After coming to his senses, he sat down with the table, and couldn't help but look at a certain pavilion upstairs.
In the pavilion, Xiao Jue looked at Xiao Fu who was walking in from outside and asked: What have you been doing?
Xiao Fu immediately said: Go back to the young master, I will send you a few poems for Mr. Tang.
Xiao Jue looked at Tang Ning in surprise and asked: Are you interested in Tianranju’s prize this time?
Nonsense, who is not interested in money? He is not Tang Yaoyao. He has such a rich father, nor is he Xiao Jue. He has a wealthy family and has no worries about food and drink.
He looked at Xiao Jue and asked: If he could win the leader, how much money would they give?
How much? Xiao Jue looked at him in surprise and said: It seems to be one thousand taels
The Tianranju Club presented 1,000 taels of silver to the leader of the poetry club. This is mainly aimed at students from poor families, and children from aristocratic families like Tang Zhao, who must be interested in being alone and having a good relationship with Su Mèi.
Tianranju has been in the capital for so many years, and its relationship network is extremely complex. It is not something that can be measured by the shopkeeper Su Mèi of Tianranju.
One thousand taels?
Tang Ning thought that it would make many rich children from the capital with deep backgrounds, including Xiao Jue, tempted them, and they would have to reward silver for 10,000 taels. Unexpectedly, they only gave 1,000 taels. The gap between him and his expected was too big.
He underestimated Tianranju's stinginess and also looked up to the pursuit of the children of these aristocratic families in the capital.
However, he didn't think of the so-called reward
No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and one thousand taels is a huge sum of money for him
Another Sutra
The young man named Tang Zhao frowned and asked: Are there only two songs left?
Liu Li said a little embarrassedly: It was originally three songs, but at the last moment, Mr. Xiao also sent one song. Those people probably didn't want to lose face, so they sent him up to make up the numbers...
He smiled and continued: What's more, I have bribed most of the selected people. If Miss Su Mèi chooses theirs, they will give us the opportunity
Tang Zhao's expression was slightly slower when he heard this
On the high platform below, the faces of several judges were particularly complicated.
The old man with white hair pursed his dry lips and asked: What should I do?
A man beside him smiled bitterly and said: I don't know
They had already selected the final ten works
But at the last moment, Mr. Xiao sent another ten poems. Although they were not signed, would the ones sent from Mr. Xiao’s room belong to someone else?
These ten poems are all Shangyuan poems, and each one is extremely high in quality, making them unable to make a choice
Poems include pastorals, borders, lyrics include boldness, gracefulness, men's ambitions, women's boudoir, simple descriptions of scenery, and both scenery and lyricism, passionate descriptions of the grand scenery of the Shangyuan, praises the beautiful rivers and mountains, and the sadness and misery of being alone, revealing the memorial to the deceased husband
When did Mr. Xiao go to the border?
When did he die her husband?
Even if you make up randomly, you can't make up like this...
They thought that the second young master of the Tang family was shameless, but they didn't expect that as soon as Mr. Xiao came out, the second young master of the Tang family was not qualified to carry his shoes to him.
He is more than shameless, he is extremely shameless!
Li Tianlan sat opposite Tang Ning and had been watching him for a long time
Don't lose, Tang Ning also looked up at her
After a while, Li Tianlan finally couldn't help asking: What exactly do you want to do?
He had just written ten poems, and she also watched him write ten poems. When he wrote the first poem, she felt that his reputation was indeed worthy. When he wrote the second poem, she felt that his poems were even more powerful than the rumors. When he wrote the third poem, she thought that he was the one she knew and the best person to write poetry.
When she wrote the tenth poem, she thought he was crazy
It is not like a thing that a person who often understands and talks about it will do.
Just arrived in the capital, and the money was almost gone. Use this method to make some money. Tang Ning looked at her and explained: Write more songs, insurance
Li Tianlan looked at him and asked: Do you think I will believe it?
Tang Ning pointed out the window and pointed to another accord, saying: I have a deep feud with the Tang family in the capital. The second young master of the Tang family was sitting there. The shameless man bought ten poems and wanted to be the first tonight. I didn't want to see him proud, so I used these poems to kill him. It's that simple
Li Tianlan looked at him for a long time and said: If you can't get enough money, tell me, I'll give it to you, it would be a shame for you to do this.
A man is a real man, when encountering difficulties, he should face them up and solve his own problems.
If he even needs a woman to pay for his living expenses, then what will he become?
Since ancient times, Lantern Festival has been a very important festival. There are countless poems about Lantern Festival. Even those who have existed in ancient times cannot copy them. However, half of them are missing from the Tang Dynasty and the Qingzhao girl who has never appeared. How many poems can be copied after the Ming Dynasty lasted for three hundred years?
Sorry, Cui Ye, Cui Jingshi, I'm sorry, Miss Qingzhao, I'm sorry, Shuzhen, I'm sorry, Grand Secretary of Dongyang...
Throwing out works of different dynasties and poets in different styles is light, saying that it is insulting and polite. This is a ten-fold personality schizophrenia, in simple terms, it is a neurological disease
But since you decide to do it, you must be foolproof
Li Tianlan looked at him, didn't ask any more questions, and looked at the direction of the Accord he had just pointed.
……
Tianran House, above the main hall high platform
A white-haired old man took a sip of tea and asked: Are there any poems delivered?
No more The old man in Qing looked around and said: The time is almost over, so why not just set these ten songs and ask Miss Su Mèi to come out
I was just thinking that way. The old man with white hair nodded and just got up, suddenly a man ran up to the platform and placed a stack of paper on the table in front of him.
Now I took it out, what did you do just now? The white-haired old man looked at him and frowned and said: Today's poetry meeting no longer accepts new works, you can take them away
Xiao Fu thought about it and looked at him and said: Then I will tell Mr. Xiao Xiao that today's poetry will not be accepted.
The old man with white hair was stunned for a moment, looked at him again, pursed his lips, and said: There is only one Lantern Festival poetry meeting once a year, and the opportunity is not easy. I will make an exception today
He can't afford to offend Xiao Jue Xiao, and he even has a feeling that as long as the poem is not too bad, he will give him face and put it in these ten poems so as not to cause trouble for Xiao Jue Xiao in the future.
He looked down and his face changed slightly. He sat down again, looked at the people around him, and said: Come and see...
Don’t urge the jade leaking silver pot. If the iron gate and gold lock are fully opened, who can sit idle when you see the moon? Where can you hear the lights and not look at it?
One person stroked his beard and said: Yes, this is the first quatrain I saw today. In just a few words, the grand occasion of the Lantern Festival in the capital was revealed in one sentence. Mr. Xiao bought it... The poem he wrote is not bad.
Cui Ye had five poems in the Tang Dynasty, "Shangyuan Ye" for the masterpiece, and they are both seven quatrains. This poem looks even better.
You also thought about this. If you put this song together, I would have thought Cui Ye’s "Shang Yuan Ye" had written six songs...
In this way, this poem is among the top ten?
Get in
Ranked in the top ten
The old man with white hair nodded and said: If this poem is entered, one of the ten poems must be removed...
He thought for a while and said: Tang Zhao's last song "Year Day" is ranked last among the top ten. You have no objection to replacing his "Year Day" with this song "Year Day"?
Everyone nodded
The old man in green shirt glanced at the direction of a certain Accord and responded: That's right
Then... the old man with white hair handed over the poem, and was about to speak, but his expression was stunned. He looked at his hand and said in surprise: Also?
He looked at a poem written on the second piece of paper and was stunned.
As if he realized something, he put the second piece of paper aside and looked at the third piece
Then the fourth one
The fifth picture
……
Picture 10
It's exactly ten pictures
After coming to his senses, he sat down with the table, and couldn't help but look at a certain pavilion upstairs.
In the pavilion, Xiao Jue looked at Xiao Fu who was walking in from outside and asked: What have you been doing?
Xiao Fu immediately said: Go back to the young master, I will send you a few poems for Mr. Tang.
Xiao Jue looked at Tang Ning in surprise and asked: Are you interested in Tianranju’s prize this time?
Nonsense, who is not interested in money? He is not Tang Yaoyao. He has such a rich father, nor is he Xiao Jue. He has a wealthy family and has no worries about food and drink.
He looked at Xiao Jue and asked: If he could win the leader, how much money would they give?
How much? Xiao Jue looked at him in surprise and said: It seems to be one thousand taels
The Tianranju Club presented 1,000 taels of silver to the leader of the poetry club. This is mainly aimed at students from poor families, and children from aristocratic families like Tang Zhao, who must be interested in being alone and having a good relationship with Su Mèi.
Tianranju has been in the capital for so many years, and its relationship network is extremely complex. It is not something that can be measured by the shopkeeper Su Mèi of Tianranju.
One thousand taels?
Tang Ning thought that it would make many rich children from the capital with deep backgrounds, including Xiao Jue, tempted them, and they would have to reward silver for 10,000 taels. Unexpectedly, they only gave 1,000 taels. The gap between him and his expected was too big.
He underestimated Tianranju's stinginess and also looked up to the pursuit of the children of these aristocratic families in the capital.
However, he didn't think of the so-called reward
No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and one thousand taels is a huge sum of money for him
Another Sutra
The young man named Tang Zhao frowned and asked: Are there only two songs left?
Liu Li said a little embarrassedly: It was originally three songs, but at the last moment, Mr. Xiao also sent one song. Those people probably didn't want to lose face, so they sent him up to make up the numbers...
He smiled and continued: What's more, I have bribed most of the selected people. If Miss Su Mèi chooses theirs, they will give us the opportunity
Tang Zhao's expression was slightly slower when he heard this
On the high platform below, the faces of several judges were particularly complicated.
The old man with white hair pursed his dry lips and asked: What should I do?
A man beside him smiled bitterly and said: I don't know
They had already selected the final ten works
But at the last moment, Mr. Xiao sent another ten poems. Although they were not signed, would the ones sent from Mr. Xiao’s room belong to someone else?
These ten poems are all Shangyuan poems, and each one is extremely high in quality, making them unable to make a choice
Poems include pastorals, borders, lyrics include boldness, gracefulness, men's ambitions, women's boudoir, simple descriptions of scenery, and both scenery and lyricism, passionate descriptions of the grand scenery of the Shangyuan, praises the beautiful rivers and mountains, and the sadness and misery of being alone, revealing the memorial to the deceased husband
When did Mr. Xiao go to the border?
When did he die her husband?
Even if you make up randomly, you can't make up like this...
They thought that the second young master of the Tang family was shameless, but they didn't expect that as soon as Mr. Xiao came out, the second young master of the Tang family was not qualified to carry his shoes to him.
He is more than shameless, he is extremely shameless!
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