Wuling River enters the Qingxia path, and there are chickens, dogs and Qin families.

Who did you see it first? The source water flows now and the peaches and flowers are blooming.

As soon as you hear this poem, you will know that the two of them are in the same group. They are all based on the legendary Peach Blossom Spring. They are all teasing poems on the court, but they are gentle and elegant on the surface, making you unable to see any vulgarity. Everyone laughed and raised their glasses to toast the two talents. The ambiguous atmosphere evokes the pleasure boat, and the atmosphere is counted after drinking here - isn't it just for fun?

Bai Mudan moved the seat toast again, thanked her softly, but did not leave these two poems. At this time, Zhang Ruoxu stood up with a glass of wine and said to Bai Mudan: "I looked at the water, sky and moonlight, and I accidentally wrote it, but it was not the scene here. I will punish myself for three cups first!"

When the wine reaches a certain level, it is necessary to drink it down. Zhang Ruoxu first drank three large glasses of wine, and then chanted—

The spring tides are connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is born with the tide.

The waves are rippling for thousands of miles, and there is no spring river without the moonlight.

The river flows around the fragrant dwellings, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests all look like sleet.

The frost flows in the sky without feeling the flowing, and the white sand on the ground cannot be seen.

The river and sky are all color without dust, and the lonely moon is in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon in the river shine?

This is a long poem. Zhang Ruoxu took it drunk and everyone in the table changed their colors to cheer for it. Mei Zhenyi was also surprised. He had heard this poem, and even if he could not recite it, he knew the famous quotes in it. After traveling to the Tang Dynasty, he could hear the author's chanting with his own ears. At this time, Mei Zhenyi realized that this poem was written by Zhang Ruoxu in front of him.

Why did Zhang Ruoxu punish himself for three cups before speaking? Because the scene described in this poem is not the Nanshui of Luoyang. After he finished reciting it, others stopped talking, and there was only one thought in his mind - the courtesan tonight was Zhang Ruoxu, and such famous poems cannot be made at any time.

Bai Mudan stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Ruoxu's arm and invited him to the stage, and personally dredged ink and asked Zhang Ruoxu to keep his words. Zhang Ruoxu stood there without taking a pen, but hugged Bai Mudan's waist and said to Zhang Xu: "Your calligraphy is far better than me, so you should keep this ink treasure."

Today I heard that Zhang Ruoxu had a famous piece of writing for all ages, and I could see Zhang Xu's handwriting. For Mei Zhenyi, the twenty taels of silver were worth it, even if he was 2,000 taels, he would be willing!

After Zhang Xu finished writing this article "Flower Moon Night in the Spring River", only He Zhizhang was left in the four scholars in Wuzhong. Mei Zhenyi was like a bystander. In his memory, He Zhizhang was the most famous, but looking at the style of today, it was difficult for anyone to surpass Zhang Ruoxu. He Zhizhang was also a little excited and said, "I just chanted four sentences simply-

The twelve levels of brothels in Nanmo, who can the spring breeze be with peaches and plums?

He abandoned his daughter and ignored him. He wore five horses to meet him.

His implication was that he could not occupy the courtesan today, and he was still a little regretful. After this round of poetry, he removed the wine and food on the table and replaced it with a new land. The wine has entered its 30s.

Bai Mudan sued her and returned to the back warehouse. After a moment, she came out again. Everyone's eyes lit up with drunkenness. She was simply a fairy! She changed her clothes again. She wore a white waist-length, and her style was like a modern evening dress. Her hair bun was spread out and she was casually draped behind her shoulders. There was a light blush on her tender cheeks, which seemed ashamed and drunk.

This time she came out with a pipa. Not only did she play and sing, but she also danced with the song. She sang the song "Spring River Moon Night" written by Zhang Ruoxu just now. The song was light, her hair and skirt were dancing, and she was about to fly into the air. Mei Zhenyi suddenly had an illusion that the flying sky on the Dunhuang murals he had seen before traveling through.

I remember when Zhiyan Fairy and Zhongli Quan fought, they also danced with the sound of the piano, with a very graceful figure. Mei Zhenyi had seen it with her own eyes. But the feeling of Bai Mudan singing and dancing at this time was completely different, full of tenderness, which made people see it in their eyes and ears, and their minds were almost melted.

The singing and dancing were finished. A maid came forward and put a golden plate next to each person's desk. He left without saying anything. Everyone understood what this meant. He wanted to give a reward. Twenty taels of silver were just the money for boarding the boat. It was collected by Mudanfang. Now it was placed in the golden plate and was rewarded to Bai Mudan himself. It doesn't matter whether he rewarded it or not, and it doesn't have to be given money. Bai Mudan didn't even ask for it.

But, are you embarrassed to not reward?

Mei Zhenyi didn't say anything. He reached into his arms and took out a handful of pearls and placed them all in the golden plate. It was not scattered but gently, for fear of making too loud noises. He came from Wuzhou to bring good pearls on the ground. Except for the ten donated to Miss Guan at Luohuan Bridge, the rest were all in the golden plate.

The rest of the people also gave rewards, including those who kept gold ingots and those who kept pearls and jade. Qingfeng looked at Mei Zhenyi, took out a piece of purple zhi from somewhere and put it into the golden plate. Mr. Sui looked at Qingfeng, smiled slightly, and placed a tooth fan in his hand in the golden plate.

At this moment, Mei Gang, Mei Zhenyi, Sui, Qingfeng and other four were left without chanting poems. Mei Gang looked at the young master and smiled bitterly. He knew in his heart that his literary talent could not be compared with the talented men such as "Four Friends of Articles" and "Four Scholars of Wuzhong", and the young master might not be able to do it. But since he is here, he must recite a song no matter whether it is good or bad.

At this time, a gust of wind blew across the river, the golden bells tied to the bead curtain in the boat jingled, and the peach petals on the shore flew. Mei Gang chanted with a cup-

The fragrance of the fragrance comes to explore thousands of beauty, and makes up into flying flowers to enjoy the rosy flowers.

The menstrual cycle is shallow and the cold weather is light and cold. Take advantage of the light clouds and light rain.

The word "Xian" invites famous scholars to appreciate it, and the fragrance of life is pity for the beauty.

The golden bell is tied with red flags to protect it, and it does not fall into the dance banquet with spring breeze.

To be fair, this poem is written well, and it is in touch with the scenery, which is very consistent with the scene at this time. As a guerrilla general, Mei Gang can express his style in a good manner, which shows the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty's poetry style. But compared with the famous quotes that he has just admired, the gap is not a little bit.

Several people on the table still applauded and cheered, which was to give the guerrilla general face. Mei Gang finally saved the scene. Bai Mudan moved the table to serve the wine. Mei Gang finished drinking but she did not return the table. Her eyes turned to Mei Shi Yi and said, "Mr. Mei, you are young but already famous in the capital of God, but why do you keep looking at me like this today? What good words do you give me?"

Mei Zhenyi's performance today was indeed wrong. Her eyes looked a little straight when she looked at Bai Mudan. Others only said that this young man had never seen Bai Mudan, and even Qingfeng didn't know the real reason.

When Mei Zhenyi heard Bai Mudan ask a question, she didn't look away, but she still looked at her like this, silently pouring all three big wines and punishing herself first.

Mei Zhenyi has been studying with Master Xingyun in Wuzhou in recent years, and she can write a few poems occasionally. But as a college student who has traveled from time to time since the 21st century, the education and interest cultivation he received since childhood were completely different. So what about time travelers? Do you still have to compare poetry with the famous scholars of the Tang Dynasty? Don’t even think about it! He has no idea at all.
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